Two years later on Ruyi Island, Ximen Qing stood in front of Wang Haotian's tombstone. Ever since "Wang Yichuan" was conferred the title of Honorary Elder and God-killing Dharma King, Ximen Qing felt that something was wrong. For the past two years, he had been looking for Dugu Baitian almost every day, and finally found Dugu Baitian under his After much hard work and swearing, I learned the truth.
At this moment, there was a row of tea bowls in front of the tombstone. Ximen Qing took the teapot and filled it one by one, and said sadly: "You always say that I am stingy. I know you like drinking tea. This time I specially bought 500,000 low-grade spiritual stones. I’ll make you a pound of Jiuzaiyuehua tea, so don’t stop being a stingy brother when you get to hell.”
"I have been in the Cangxuan Realm for so long and you are the only close friend I have had. I remember that we were flower pickers together, escaped from Linglong Back Mountain together, did tasks together, pitted Immortal Sect disciples' spiritual stones together in the competition, and practiced together, hey , you said you will die just because you said so, how can I avenge this blood feud if you die?"
"You said that you are usually so smart, have so many clever ideas, and are as timid as a mouse. How come you were deceived by Dugu Baitian into becoming a hero? You are awesome, powerful, and a hero. In the golden elixir period, you are He's already half-dead and turned into a god, but who knows, now that he's dead, even the credit goes to "Wang Yichuan", the world only knows Wang Yichuan but doesn't know you, Wang Haotian."
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"Stop talking, it's getting late. I'm leaving, brother. Remember to be smarter in the next life and stop trying to be a hero."
After saying that, Ximen Qing left, but shortly after leaving, he seemed to have thought of something and returned again.
"Until I see your body with my own eyes, I still won't believe that you, who was so smart, talented, and cautious, could die so easily. Don't blame me!" After Ximen Qing said this, he waved his hand and cast a spell, and the tomb instantly opened. , revealing a black sarcophagus. The sarcophagus slowly came towards Ximen Qing and stopped at his feet. This sarcophagus was specially made of black sarcophagus by Mo Wutian and could block all spiritual consciousness from viewing. Ximen Qing pushed the sarcophagus open without hesitation and was stunned by the sight in front of him.
I saw Wang Haotian's face was ruddy, his skin was plump, and his skin was as smooth as jade, as delicate as silk, like carefully polished jade. His blood was constantly flowing in his body, and his heart was beating slowly, but at a very slow pace. It was very light, and there were no injuries on the body. What Dugu Baitian said was that there were bruises all over the body, the skin was dry and bloodless, the blood in the body was basically dry, all the bones were broken, and there was a sword mark on the heart.
Seeing this scene, Ximen Qing danced and said to himself: "Sure enough, good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years. How can a scum like you in the world of cultivation die so easily." Knowing that Wang Haotian had been resurrected, he restored the cemetery After Ruchu, she held him and flew towards the Immortal Gate.
In fact, Wang Haotian was indeed dead at that time, but after Mo Wutian instilled the innate demonic energy into his body, due to the small success of the Demonic Heart Killing God Art, the demonic heart attracted the demonic energy and immediately gathered it at his heart. In the innate demonic energy, Under the nourishment of the heart, the broken heart gradually began to gather together, and slowly finally returned to its original state. After a long time, the heart began to beat again, and with the beating of the heart, the blood began to flow. With every beat of the heart, some strength would be fed back to the physical body. , the injuries on his body began to heal slowly, and his body gradually gained life, but he was still in a coma, considered a living dead.
The reason why he was unconscious was because his soul had not returned to its proper place. After his "death", his soul had already left his body and drifted towards the underworld in a confused way.
There is a huge ghost gate between the Yang world and the underworld. The ghost gate is guarded by a group of evil ghosts who specialize in searching for souls. After passing the gate of hell, the soul comes to Huangquan Road. Huangquan Road is particularly long, with Bianhua flowers blooming on both sides. The soul of a normal death has passed the Huangquan Road and can directly enter the next level. For some people who have not yet reached the end of their lifespan or who have not died normally, they are not qualified to pass through the Underworld Road, but wander here as lonely souls.
The Road to the Underworld is endless and endless. The souls who have passed through the gate of hell are walking on this road, and Wang Haotian is among them.
"Dian Zhenmei, I died young at the age of 20. I died faster than in my previous life. However, I made such a great contribution to the Cangxuan Realm before my death. I will definitely be reincarnated this time to the realm of heaven and humanity. I was born in the immortal world, quack ." Wang Haotian, who was walking on Huang Quanli, thought happily, and asked the soul next to him:
"Brother, which planet did you come from in your last life? How did you die?" But the other party was confused and had obviously not awakened his memory, so he couldn't answer. He asked several people in succession, and they were all the same.
As he walked, Wang Haotian discovered that the souls around him disappeared one by one. They were all automatically led away to Fengdu City. It seemed that he was the only one left on the endless Huangquan Road at this moment. After walking for a long time, he found that he still could not pass the Underworld Road. If he could not cross the Underworld Road, he would never be reincarnated. He could only be a lonely ghost on the Underworld Road. He finally realized that something was wrong and began to think about it.
He soon guessed that his physical body in the human world may have been resurrected for some reason, because there are two kinds of souls in Huangquan Road that cannot pass, one is those who have not yet completed their yang life, and those who died abnormally. He fought to protect the Cangxuan Realm, and finally died, which must have been a normal death. So he doubted the physical resurrection.
"Hey, I'm so pitiful. I was still thinking about reincarnating as a god in the world of gods and humans, but now I'm having trouble with the heavens and the earth. I have a lifespan of 500 years in the golden elixir period of my physical body in the Cangxuan Realm, and this year I'm only 20 , I have to stay on Huangquan Road for another 480 years before I can be reincarnated." Thinking of this, Wang Haotian felt like crying without tears.
If he wants to go to the human world to find his own body, he must first pass through the gate of ghosts, but the gate of ghosts is heavily controlled by evil ghost soldiers, which is at least equivalent to the Qi refining stage or foundation building stage in the world of cultivation. How could he defeat them as just a soul? The soul of his previous life couldn't use the skills unless he had the skills to cultivate the soul. The brain child kept switching through all the secret books of the past life on the earth, and finally found a book called "Duanyi Ghost Spirit Sutra". Aren't the souls just ghosts? I simply decided to take a look.
"Duanyi Guiling Jing" has two volumes of fourteen volumes. The first volume is a book about classical metaphysics, with a total of eight volumes. It is unknown who created it. The second volume is a six-volume sequel created by Ling Luozi of the Song Dynasty. After reading each volume, he found that it was all about metaphysics and Feng Shui. Wang Haotian shook his head in disappointment. He shook his head thirteen times in total. When he read the last volume without any hope, his eyes lit up. A smile appeared on her lips.
