"Former ...... The senior ......" The old man was sincerely frightened behind Jin Ling, and knelt down to worship.

Jin Ling said lightly, "You will be punished by you first, I will not miss this time." ”

The old man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and when he saw Jin Ling's insistence, he didn't dare to shirk it, and tremblingly walked to the red-hot copper pillar and took off his shabby shirt, revealing his skinny and bony body, and his entire back was rotten.

The old man looked at the copper pillar with fear in his eyes, gritted his teeth, hugged the whole person, and suddenly a smell of burnt skin and flesh came out with a 'zizi' sound, and the old man screamed in pain.

After about ten breaths, he stepped back, the hot copper pillar sticking to the large swath of flesh on his body, looking disgusting and oozing.

Jin Ling frowned, the scene in front of her reminded her of the burning fire of the Infernal Blood Prison, although it was ten years ago, it was still fresh in her memory at this moment, and the pain was still raging under her tight skin.

The old man walked up to Jin Ling with a pale face, he was already speechless in pain, and bowed respectfully before going down.

Rao is that she has now regained fifty percent of her strength, and in the face of such torture, there will still be resistance in her heart, and there are many voices screaming in her head, shouting for her not to pass.

Jin Ling shook her head, knowing that these were not her feelings and thoughts, she took a deep breath and silently recited the heart mantra, and her mind gradually calmed down.

The hot copper pillar shone a scorching fiery red from the inside out, and Jin Ling rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, ready to imprint the rune on his arm.

"Don't ......"

Mi's faint voice suddenly came from behind, Jin Ling paused, and when he untied the burden, he saw Mi's eyes half-open, and said with a tired face: "Don't touch that rune, it's the chain that controls the soul......"

Jin Ling's heart froze, and he couldn't help but take two steps back away from the copper pillar, "What's wrong with you during this time?"

Mi seemed to have a hard time even opening her eyelids, and said intermittently: "I remembered something, long story short, I sent you to heaven, after which I must fall asleep...... Trust me...... Find me...... I'll send you out, definitely!"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Ling didn't even have a chance to ask, and Mi fell into a deep sleep again.

The wind and clouds swirled, and the outline of a huge door suddenly appeared in the tumbling sea of clouds, composed entirely of dusk clouds, and a gap was slowly opening at this time.

"The Holy Gate has appeared again!" exclaimed voices erupted from all directions, and everyone's eyes showed yearning, staring at the Holy Gate for a moment.

At this moment, a thunderclap exploded, like a heaven-splitting butcher's knife, slashing directly at the Holy Gate from the clouds, and the Holy Gate, which was slowly opening, was shattered by lightning rays one after another, and it was about to disappear.

Jin Ling galloped forward, rushing towards the Holy Gate with all his might, and disappeared into the sky almost at the same time as the Holy Gate.

After a moment of silence in the cannon prison, it gradually returned to its usual appearance, and in front of the copper pillar occupied by Jin Ling, there was once again a long queue, and there were some things that they could not envy.

……

Jin Ling seemed to hear an angry roar when she passed through the Holy Gate, which directly resounded in her sea of consciousness, making her eyes black, and then she was wrapped around her body by those electric rays and fell straight down.

The cool water of the river choked from her mouth and nose into her lungs, and she struggled to swim up with the feeling of suffocation, and when her head finally came out of the water, she saw a beautiful scenery like an ink painting.

The smoke and rain are hazy, a faint mist shrouds the town in the light of the sky, and the white-walled and black-tiled houses on both sides of the river are simple and elegant. The reddish morning glow held the bluestone bridge on the river, and a flock of ducks noisily swam across the bridge, stirring up the slightest ripples.

The black shed boat wandered aimlessly on the river, and the old man on the boat knocked on the bang, and in the sound of the bang, the whole town gradually became noisy.

Jin Ling climbed up the stone steps by the river, her body was wet, the morning breeze was still a little cold, her mouth was full of the faint fishy smell of the river, and the smoke of each household penetrated into her nose with the aroma of food, everything here gave her an extremely real feeling.

This is simply a normal world, not an illusion or a domain.

There were gradually pedestrians by the river, and Jin Ling hurriedly got up and sneaked into a house, took the clothes hanging on the ropes, and found a place to change them.

Then silently hide in a small corner of the bazaar and observe the people here.

The morning market is full of livestock, vegetable vendors and pedestrians, noisy and full of life, women haggling with baskets of vegetables, butchers smiling and hanging freshly killed pork on shelves, sharpening knives for buyers to cut pieces and wrap them.

Jin Ling found that the people here were all mortals, and they looked happy, each of them had a smile of abundance and pleasure on their faces, and they were extremely friendly to the people around them.

A baby's cry broke through the noise, and the whole market suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the closed shop at the end of the alley.

"Mixian bless, Anniang's mother and daughter are safe!"

"Haha, my daughter is good, just give us a family. ”

"Congratulations to you Zhao Sheng, you are happy to have a daughter. ”

The neighbors stepped forward to congratulate them, and the joyful atmosphere drifted away in the alley with the loud cry of the baby.

Jin Ling watched silently from a distance, thinking that if a newborn could be born, then there was indeed a kind of reincarnation here, maybe those souls who died in the Great Purifying Prison would live in Heaven again in this form.

Because the true spirit carries the memory of life and life, only the Meng Po soup in the underworld can wash away the memories in the true spirit, and the reincarnation here is not to the same extent as the underworld, so the Hell Spirit King only took away the soul and did not touch the true spirit.

Once the true spirit also comes with reincarnation, then the original 'evil' nature in the true spirit will explode sooner or later without Meng Po's perm washing.

It's just that Jin Ling still has doubts, how did those people who did not die in the Demon Purification Prison, but went directly through the Holy Gate to get here, exist in this world?

Will it be like her, or will it be the same as herself, and will there still be monks in this world?

And the scholar just now said 'Mi Xian bless', could this Mi Xian refer to the Hell Spirit King?

Jin Ling grabbed the burden on her back, and heard those people mention that she was going to the 'Mixian Temple' to make a vow, and after waiting for a while, she saw the scholar carrying incense and candles to pay tribute to the 'Mixian Temple', so she quietly followed.

When passing by a carpenter shop, he saw a small wooden box like a medicine box hanging outside the door, with a strap, Jin Ling took one by his hand, put his sleeping head inside, pretended to be a practitioner of medicine, and gradually blended into the crowd.