No matter what the future holds, today, I let Du Kang go to repay his years of teaching. Even though Du Kang exists by my side for a purpose, I am grateful to him for making him who I am because of him.

"Master, let's go. Since then, our mentorship has come to an end. If he sees him again, I will not show mercy. ”

Du Kang stared at me, a complicated look in his eyes, and then he burst out laughing.

"I suddenly understand why Pangu loves you, Shahua, you really deserve to be loved. It's just that I'm not going to give up. ”

I watched Du Kang's back staggering away, it was the first time I had seen Du Kang so embarrassed and so real. Because Bodhi's people give people a sense of unreality of being high, even if Du Kang looks like an old naughty boy, he is actually very arrogant in his heart.

It's funny, I'm curious, Du Kang and pseudo-Shahua should be considered rivals, how these two rivals managed to get along so harmoniously. Is it because the enemy of the enemy is the same as the friend said? They all treat me as an enemy and an opponent, but does Pangu really love me? We're more like family, friends, and confidants, I think.

Actually, I admire Du Kang, he is braver than everyone in the world, loves what he loves, and doesn't care about the eyes of the world, which is rare.

I silently walked over to Meng Po and sat down. Meng Po Meng Po, the world thinks she is an old woman, but in fact she is a great beauty. Meng Po is quiet and peaceful, I have known her for thousands of years, and the first time I saw her cry, I cried so sadly.

Ay...... can only say one word of love, which is not shallow.

"You say he doesn't love me, why did he provoke me?"

Meng Po seemed to be asking me, but more like asking herself. But even if you ask me, I don't know how to answer. When I ask what is the situation in the world, I have seen many crazy men and women, but I have not understood the truth.

Meng Po suddenly smiled with relief and said:

"Actually, after thousands of years of companionship, how could I not know that he didn't love me. He loves Pangu and doesn't care about the eyes of the world, I love him, and I don't care if he loves me or not. ”

In fact, in love, whoever falls in love first loses, and whoever doesn't love later loses. Therefore, I don't dare to tell Meng Po this truth. It really takes a lot of courage to love someone who doesn't love you, so whether it is Shi Dukang or Meng Po, or even the pseudo-Shahua, they are all brave, at least they dare to love and hate. In this world, there are many people who don't even have the courage to love.

I jokingly asked:

"Would you like a drink?"

I say this because I know that some memories, even if painful, don't necessarily want to forget. Because, the pain is happy, this is not like the original injury, the original injury is a thorn in the heart, only pain.

Meng Po shook her head with a smile and said:

"I can't bear to forget."

I nodded and said:

"I know."

I don't understand love, but I understand the human heart.

We sat quietly for a while, in fact, I wanted to give Meng Po a little buffer time, and I really couldn't bear to ask her and me to save the people in the dungeon now.

I didn't speak, but Meng Po herself said:

"Shahua, I know you're here to save everyone, what do you want to do, you say, I'll do my best."

Meng Po straightened her clothes and stood up. I looked at her with appreciation, and sure enough, she was worthy of being a woman who had to give three points to the Emperor of the Underworld, and I really admired her courage.

No matter when or what happens, we should focus on the overall situation, only in this way can there be hope for tomorrow.

"Meng Po, since you have said so, then I am not ambiguous. I ......"

I told Meng Po about the memory demon's entry into the Buddha realm, and then told Meng Po about the fact that I wanted to save the memory demon from the deity, and then discussed how to help the memory demon's deity fulfill his wish. Wishes are such things that must not be forgotten until they are done, but they must be very strong wishes that will cause memories to become demons. At least they are not ordinary human beings in the human world, life is short, fleeting, their life is too long, long enough to make a person forget his original intention.

In the end, we decided to have all the Memory Demons come and retrieve their Buddha-figures, and then work together to fulfill their dreams, so that I can save time and worry.

I turned into a jade bone guqin, a summoning song, and the whole dungeon was full of manzhu sawflowers. The dungeon is no lighter than the yin qi of a mass grave, and there are already countless souls who have died here, so I can summon so many Manju Sawa flowers.

As soon as Manju Sawa opened, I immediately contacted the Memory Demons through it, which I had arranged in advance. In order to make better use of the power I have now, I have left manju sawa flowers on each of them so that I can summon them. As more and more Memory Demons arrive in the dungeon, I arrange for them to leave with their deities in an orderly manner, giving them a maximum of three months to fulfill their wishes.

After both the Memory Demon and the deity retreated, the dungeon was mostly empty. I thought I'd just take everyone away.

Then everyone left the dungeon through the Manju Sawa Flower, looking at the empty dungeon, but the Manju Sawflower could not disperse. I know it's the ghosts here calling for help. When someone is there, they don't dare to show up, except in the underworld, otherwise the existence of ghosts is the weakest and most humble. Ghosts have low mana, and if they can't be reincarnated, they will live in darkness forever, unable to see the light or people. Of course, except for Ying Zheng's kind of ghost who cultivates against the sky, but Ying Zheng has been a ghost for thousands of years, who knows what hardships he has suffered.

Now that the Six Realms are in chaos, the underworld has long ceased to exist, and the reincarnation fire in my reincarnation realm is too strong, these ghosts can't bear it, and I'm in trouble.

It occurred to me that the reason why the samsaric fire is so strong is that it burns all the evil in the human heart. Therefore, if I first purify the evil in their hearts with Zen sound, then they will not be afraid of the fire of reincarnation, and they will be reincarnated through the reincarnation realm.

When I thought of a way, I didn't hesitate and immediately started playing Zen notes.

The sound of Zen drifted through the dungeon, and I felt that the dungeon had become quieter and less cold. Manju Sawa flowers are windless and automatic, and the fragrance of flowers surrounds the air, wafting to the depths of the soul of each yin soul with the sound of Zen.

When there were beads of sweat on my forehead, I felt that the resentment of the Yin Spirits disappeared, and I sacrificed the Reincarnation Realm and sent all the Yin Spirits in. When everything was settled and the Manju Sawa was gone, I took a deep breath, got up and walked out.

Outside the dungeon, the guards were nowhere to be seen, and I thought Du Kang must have evacuated them. It seems that Du Kang really doesn't want to owe me, which means that we will definitely be enemies when we meet again.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I walked out of the dungeon, but I felt like everything was going a little too well. I know that the accumulation of thousands of years of pseudo-Sahua is not so easy to be defeated, besides, there is Du Kang. Therefore, now that the surface is calm, there must be an undercurrent behind it.

However, now is a good start, and in the future, I also believe that as long as I am here, I will be able to protect everything Pangu has left behind.