"This Kun Dao, I'm afraid that the merchant will have to be busy for a while, do you want to come and sit?"

Jin Ling turned around and saw an old man sitting under the tree in front of his house, drinking tea with a palm-sized teapot, looking at her with a smile.

The house behind the old man is very magnificent, and he is also very well-dressed, and he looks like a rich and noble family.

Jin Ling walked to the old man and sat down, the old man didn't know where to find an apple and handed it to Jin Ling: "I just came from the family this morning, do you want to taste it?"

Jin Ling took the apple and took a bite, the sweet taste permeated her mouth, making her feel happy, "It's been a long time since I've eaten such a sweet fruit." ”

The old man smiled heartily, and his eyes were a little gloomy, "It's good if Kun Dao likes it, but it's a pity, we wandering spirits can't taste these flavors anymore, only the ingots incense candles burned by our families are delicious." ”

"Is it really good to live like this? Why don't you just go and be reincarnated?" Jin Ling asked, she had always had this question in her heart, why did she have to stay in this world if she didn't have any special obsessions.

The old man took a sip of the teapot and said with a wry smile: "In this town, there are probably three situations where you don't want to be reincarnated. One is nostalgic for earthly relatives, and would rather be a ghost than start over. The second is that the family misses every day and is diligent in worshipping, and the family's willingness is too deep for the soul to leave. Three, when Kun Dao looks at that butcher, can you think of why he is reluctant to be reincarnated?"

Jin Ling followed the old man's point, and there was a one-armed butcher in the market in the distance, with a very weak incense on his body, but a very strong aura.

Jin Ling thought about it for a while and understood, "I'm afraid that it's because the killing was too heavy in life, and I'm afraid that I won't be an adult in the next life, so I stay in the yang world." ”

The old man nodded and said: "That's right, but he can't help if he doesn't want to go, his family hasn't come to his grave for a long time, and without the worship of his family, he will have no source of incense, which is equivalent to cutting off his vitality, if he doesn't reincarnate now, he can only dissipate in heaven and earth." ”

"Or just like he is now, he starts to suck yin qi, and sooner or later he absorbs yin qi and his mind will be confused and become a bloodthirsty and murderous ghost, and then you Taoist priests will come to collect him. It is better to be reincarnated, even if you are a livestock for several lifetimes, there is always a glimmer of hope for being a human again. It's a pity that he can't listen to these persuasions anymore. ”

The old man's face was full of pity, and Jin Ling fell into deep thought.

Although the way of reincarnation here is not as pure as the outside world, it is just a fake reincarnation without true spirits, but it makes Jin Ling feel that it is more in line with the natural rules of the Dao than the outside world.

Whether it is the wandering soul greedy for the earthly family, or the family is reluctant to leave the wandering soul, or even the butcher does not hesitate to become a powerful ghost in order to survive, everything is optional, and you can choose to stay or go independently.

If you embark on the path of a powerful ghost, it is also your own choice, of course you should suffer the consequences, rather than being directly regarded as evil and killed.

In the outside world, after death, you can only enter the underworld, and if you don't enter the underworld, you will all be marked as a 'powerful ghost', and then be killed by monks, or used to refine magic weapons.

It's as if in the outside world, nothing else can exist except for 'positive'.

And it is the human beings who specify this 'positive' standard, so if it is not human beings who rule this world, but demons or even demons, then how does this 'positive' standard exist, and whether it will become a 'demon' is the criterion for survival.

Jin Ling was surprised by the inclusiveness of this world, and her heart was deeply touched, which made her impression of the master of this world, that is, the 'Mi Immortal' Hell Spirit King, change, and her curiosity about him began to be a little irrepressible.

What kind of being can formulate such a law?

"Is Kun Dao going to the capital of Cangyun Kingdom?" asked the old man with a smile.

Jin Ling nodded, "Yes, I'm going to go to the capital to see and understand, but I still want to go to Mixian Ridge, but I don't have a clue now." ”

"Mixian Ridge, ah......" The old man stroked his beard and fell into memory, and said after a while: "The national teacher of Cangyun Country said that he entered the immortal gate in Mixian Ridge and built an immortal foundation, he should know the clues of Mixian Ridge, but he refused to tell the emperor of the dynasty, if Kun Dao wants to ask him, I'm afraid it will be difficult." ”

Jin Ling smiled, "If you don't ask, how do you know that he won't say?"

"Haha, that's right. The old man laughed heartily, "Kun Dao, you chat with me to relieve your boredom, and I can't delay Kun Dao's time in vain." Come on, come on, this teapot will be given to you, you take it to the Guogong Mansion in the capital town, and those rabbit cubs in my house will definitely help you meet the national teacher. ”

Jin Ling didn't refuse, and solemnly accepted the teapot, "Then thank you very much, but I don't like to be favored by others for nothing." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jin Ling flicked his fingers and shot a white light into the center of the old man's eyebrows, the old man was shocked, his eyes widened, and the trace of aura swam through every corner of his body, causing a burst of trembling, causing the surrounding aura to converge towards his body.

The aura of incense was 108,000 miles different from the aura condensed by Jin Ling's class, which made the old man's body undergo a huge change, and he sat there motionless as if he was petrified.

This process of change would last for at least a month, and by the time he came to his senses, he already had a cultivation equivalent to the first level of Qi Condensation, and he was close to cultivating the Dharma Body.

Jin Ling put the teapot in the medicine box he carried with him, and Mi was still asleep inside, unable to give her any help.

She took the uneaten apple and looked at the merchant who was still busy, and the demon god flag in her hand flickered, and all the yin and evil qi on the merchant's body was sucked into the demon god flag.

The merchant only felt warm, and his whole body instantly relaxed a lot, and when he turned his head to look for Jin Ling's traces with an inexplicable face, he only saw the handsome figure at the end of the road holding a banner and carrying a medicine box walking farther and farther.

"It's a strange kun dao. The merchant muttered, shrugged his shoulders and continued to greet the spirits around him.

Jin Ling was still like a mortal, facing the moonlight with his feet, and when he walked to the magnificent gate of the capital of Cangyun Kingdom, the sky was gradually brightening, and the ghost town on the hillside in the distance disappeared into the morning light, turning into a wisp of light smoke and scattering with the wind, leaving only grave bags and paper money flying in the sky.

Because of Fan Yuan's handwriting and identity documents, Jin Ling even saved the cost of entering the city and entered the city under the diligent guidance of the city gate guards.

In the lively streets and alleys, most of the pedestrians who come and go are wearing Taoist robes, some are plain, and some are gorgeously embroidered with gold edges and dark patterns, but few of them are true Taoist priests, all of them are powerful people in the city.

It can be seen that Taoist priests are very popular in this country, and wearing Taoist robes has become a custom.

"General Pingnan has arrived, and no one else will retreat quickly!"

There was a loud shout from the rear, and the crowd was driven to both sides, Jin Ling also followed the crowd to the side of the road, and when he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man in a murderous mountain dressed in a mighty military suit galloping on a horse, followed by a mighty black-armored warrior, majestic.

And to Jin Ling's surprise, one of the two guards behind General Pingnan was actually a demon with a tiger's head.