Chapter 531: Heavenly Dao is a good reincarnation

Chapter 531: Heavenly Dao is a good reincarnation

Daoist Zifeng looked at the mystery-like thing in front of him, although he knew that this thing was a soul at first, he always felt that something was wrong.

"Senior brother, don't you feel that something seems to be missing from this soul?" Zidi looked at the soul and spoke.

"It really feels like that!" Daoist Zifeng nodded and said.

"What's missing!? Shape? Wang Fan opened his mouth and said: "The state of the ordinary soul can't be the appearance of this ball!"

"It's not the shape of this soul that gives us feeling, it's the feeling of this soul." Yan Bo said speechlessly.

"Ah...... I know! Zhang Yi screamed violently.

"It's spiritual!" Zhang Yi pointed at the group of souls and shouted.

Ordinary souls will have spirituality, such as the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts that Zhang Yi and his party encountered before, all of them have more or less emotional feelings, although most of them are negative emotions, and there are few positive emotions. Or when you go to help others cross over, although some souls are confused, you can still feel a trace of emotion from them, just a little more. However, this is a kind of spirituality, which shows that these lonely ghosts are not marionettes, but have emotions.

And now, the mass in front of me makes people feel like a pure soul, without any emotion, and it feels like it's just a blank slate.

"Could it be that he has been erased from all memories and emotions?" Daoist Zifeng frowned and said in a solemn tone.

"It's impossible, according to the normal process operation, this procedure should be executed at Meng Po by the bridge!" Wang Fan opened his mouth and said.

"That's not right!" Zidi said puzzledly: "Although the bridge said that after drinking Meng Po soup, you will forget all your memories and love and hatred. But these memories are not strictly forgotten, they are only infinitely diluted. ”

"And this soul has no emotion at all, it's unlikely!" Zidi continued.

Everyone must have a feeling of déjà vu, and sometimes it feels like this scene, this character, has seen it somewhere.

In fact, our memories are not erased, but diluted, and as long as we are stimulated by some kind of stimulation, this memory will still awaken a small part. It's just that all we can remember are unforgettable memories, and they are still very vague.

"Alas...... Maybe that's the price! After sighing, Daoist Zifeng shook his head and said, "I fused myself with the online world for no reason, created a world in the ocean of the Internet that called myself a god, and caused such a big incident in reality."

"So the punishment is coming, he has been stripped of his memory and emotion, and now even if he is reincarnated as a child, I'm afraid he will be an idiot in the next life!" Daoist Zifeng looked up at the empty sky, and said with emotion: "The way of heaven is good reincarnation, people are doing it, and the sky is watching!"

After speaking, Daoist Zifeng lowered his head, pinched his Dao fingers with both hands, and softly recited the mantra of the past life.

"The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoru, the ghost of everything, the four lives are gracious. The headless one is super, the headless one rises, the gun is killed, and the diving rope is suspended. Bright death and secret death, unjust death, creditors and wronged families, begging for their lives. Kneeling in front of the stage, the gossip shines, stands out, and transcends others. For men and women, they bear their own responsibilities, rich and poor, and you recruit yourself. Rescue and others, and rush to overlive. ”

After Daoist Zifeng finished reciting the mantra, the round soul suddenly moved, and after flying around the air a few times, it flew in one direction, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"Did he go to reincarnation?" Zhang Yi looked up at the direction in which the soul had disappeared and asked.

"Who knows that!" Zifeng Daoist put his hands behind his back, so he said profoundly.

As soon as Daoist Zifeng finished saying this, a dazzling white light appeared around everyone's bodies, and everyone was bathed in this white light and instantly lost consciousness.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they found that they had returned to the real world.

"Ah...... My head is so swollen! Yan Bo covered his head and rubbed his temples.

"Close your eyes and recuperate for a while, you all maintain a high level of mental concentration in the online world." Teacher Cang's voice drifted into Yan Bo's ears.

"Is it solved?" Daoist Zifeng rubbed his temples to relieve the swelling pain in his head.

"Yes!" Teacher Cang didn't talk too much nonsense, and said directly: "Thank you for your hard work, leave it to us later!"

Daoist Zifeng nodded, and was about to close his eyes to breathe, when he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and stared directly at Zidi on the side.

"Senior brother, what do you see me doing! Meditate and pranayama! Zidi urged Zifeng Daoist vigorously.

"I'm not in a hurry, I just want to ask why you keep standing and don't meditate and pranayama?" Daoist Zifeng seemed to see through Zidi's careful thoughts.

"Because I'm not tired!" Zidi said playfully.

"What a coincidence! I'm not tired anymore! Daoist Zifeng sat on the chair and looked at Zidi with a playful expression.

The corners of Zidi's mouth twitched unnaturally a few times, and he looked at Zifeng Daoist with a little emotion on his face.

"Little girl, don't forget, I grew up watching you!" Daoist Zifeng crossed Erlang's legs and said proudly: "That little Jiujiu in your heart, I still don't know?"

"Humph!" Zidi pouted with a little face, snorted unpleasantly, sat down and played with his mobile phone, poking at the screen vigorously, as if he was treating the screen as a Zifeng Taoist.

Zidi's Xiao Jiujiu is actually very simple, that is, when Zifeng Taoist is meditating and pranayama, he sneaks away.

However, this careful thinking was seen through by the Zifeng Daoist at a glance.

Zifeng Taoist priests can't meditate and pranayama, but Yan Bo and Wang Fan can.

It didn't take long to breathe, but after a big rest, the two of them opened their eyes. Although this matter is to be resolved, there is still the aftermath to be dealt with.

At this time, Zhang Yi also breathed well and walked out of the resting room.

"Who put this thing on me!?" Zhang Yi held the VR glasses in his hand and asked leisurely.

Zhang Yi found the VR glasses on his head after waking up, and immediately knew that these spies were using themselves as guinea pigs.

Wang Fan and Yan Bo turned their heads at the same time, not daring to look at Zhang Yi.

ZHANG Yi:(≖_≖ )

Zhang Yi's gaze swept over Wang Fan and Yan Bo, and stared at Daoist Zifeng.

"Ahem......" Daoist Zifeng coughed a few times in embarrassment, looked up at the ceiling, and directly ignored Zhang Yi's gaze.

And Zi Di on the side poked his eyes at Daoist Zifeng vigorously, reminding Zhang Yi.