Chapter 30 On the Stone of Three Lives, Shine on the Three Lives
Immediately after, pictures began to appear on the Sansheng Stone......
It's just that these images are all blurry, and you can't tell what they are.
Moreover, on the Sansheng Stone, only the past life and the present life show a blurry picture, but the "afterlife" is nothing.
"How so? Weird, weird! β
Getting such a result made Wangu even more curious about his past and present lives.
It's okay to say if there is no picture, but this kind of result with a picture, but you can't see it clearly, is the most itchy and unbearable.
"Senior, let me give it a try."
At this time, Yan Chixia stood up, he was also interested in his past and present lives!
As he spoke, he couldn't wait to come to Sanshengshi and put his hand on it.
With a glow of light, three pictures were displayed on the Sansheng Stone, from top to bottom, which were Yan Chixia's past life, present life, and future life.
It's just that his life is a little different, from the time he was born to the present, it is completely consistent, but the picture after that has changed endlessly, and it is impossible to see what will happen at all.
Also, Yan Chixia was also a cultivator in her previous life, and the inheritance that Yan Chixia got turned out to be left by herself in his previous life.
"I didn't expect that the sword cultivation inheritance I got turned out to be left by myself. And, my future is unpredictable, does that mean my decisions will change the future? β
Yan Chixia pondered for a moment and sighed.
Wan Gu also saw Yan Chixia's past and present lives, and then he asked the three gods of the Bu clan to go up and try it out, and found that their results were the same as Wan Gu.
"Maybe it's because we're not from this plane. I don't know if I can pack this Sansheng stone and take it away. β
Thinking like this, Wan Gu walked up to Sansheng Stone, hugged Sansheng Stone tightly with both hands, and the huge power of 500,000 jin suddenly burst out.
The violent force rippled in front of the Sansheng Stone, the earth was shattered, and the ghosts watching the drama around were all swept out by the powerful momentum and fell into the Lethe River, but the Sansheng Stone remained majestic.
"It seems that I was naΓ―ve."
Letting go of the Sansheng Stone that was dead rooted in the ground, Wan Gu sighed helplessly.
No wonder the old demon of Montenegro, who has occupied the dead city for thousands of years, doesn't take away the Sansheng Stone, it turns out that this Sansheng Stone is so difficult to take away!
Embarking on the journey again, the five of them walked across the Nai He Bridge together.
Not far from the bridge, a huge white stone tablet stands on the ground, with three words written vertically: "Wangxiangtai".
Behind the stele, a long, neat white stone staircase leads to the top of the cliff, where is the Wangxiang Terrace.
It is rumored that on the Wangxiang Terrace, you can see the continents of the world and spy on the four oceans. It is the place where the deceased soul watches the hometown of the human world, and it is also the place where the deceased soul farewells to their relatives in the yang world for the last time.
Coming here, although he knew that it would be the same as seeing the Sansheng Stone before, Wangu still set foot in such a place.
As a result, it turned out to be as I thought at first, and I still didn't see anything.
The top of the Wangxiang Terrace was very desolate, there was not even a single ghost, and I did not see the legendary Meng Po.
"It's strange, without Meng Po Tang, why don't those dead souls have memories of their previous lives after they are reincarnated?"
This question can be said to be more concerned by Wangu, because in myths and legends, people are born and reincarnated.
The end of this life is only the beginning of the next.
People who are constantly circulating from life to life cannot have the memory of their past lives, just because everyone will drink Meng Po soup on the Nai He Bridge before they are reincarnated.
Now, the immortal gods of the Chinese Ghost Story Plane have long since ceased to exist, and there is no Yin Si ghost to force the souls to drink Meng Po soup, how did those souls lose the memories of their previous lives?!
After thinking about it for a long time, Wan Gu still didn't come up with a conjecture that could convince him.
But when Wangu walked past the Wangxiang Tower, he discovered a wonderful phenomenon, that is, after those dead souls passed through the Wangxiang Tower, their memories disappeared.
Perhaps, this is the reason why the reincarnation of the dead soul has no memory of the previous life.
"The Heavenly Dao of this plane is really hard!"
Sighing like this, Wan Gu and the others went to take a look at the reincarnation passage, but they still didn't make any heavy discoveries.
After that, Wan Gu and the others wandered around the Netherworld.
The Netherworld is like a court in the underworld, and now that this court is deserted, everything in it is naturally deserted.
Even the place where the Ten Halls of Yama lived was occupied by some powerful ghost cultivators, and it became a place for them to be powerful and blessed.
Anyway, Wan Gu and the others couldn't find a way to go back to the yang world for the time being, so they simply lived in the underworld, and in their free time, they got rid of those bold ghost cultivators and made some heavenly merits.
It stands to reason that with the cultivation of Wan Gu and the others, anyone should be able to open the passage to the yang world.
It's a pity that the three gods of Wan Gu and Bu are all martial cultivators, and they don't know how to link the spells of the two worlds of yin and yang.
As for Yan Chixia, although he can link the spells of the Yin and Yang worlds, his spells can only work during Halloween.
Other times, in his ways, are far from the rest.
Therefore, if they want to return to the yang world, there is only one way, and that is to wait until the next Halloween, when the yin energy is the heaviest.
Although they can't go back to the yang world for the time being, the five of them are not idle in the underworld, because there are a large number of demons and monsters rampant here, and they can destroy a lot of them casually.
Even if they destroy these insignificant evil spirits casually, the merit obtained is far less than that of the old demon of Montenegro, but in the face of the huge number, they still accumulate a lot of merit.
It is precisely because of the behavior of the five people that the security in the Netherworld has been greatly improved, and the major Netherworld Halls in the Netherworld have also been vacant.
It's just that there is something strange about Wangu.
It stands to reason that it should be impossible for only the old demon of Montenegro to dominate the entire underworld, but Wan Gu and the others have been in the underworld for several months, and they have not encountered a single demon or monster in the Jindan realm.
Time passed little by little, and soon, this year's Halloween arrived.
The five of them came to the Ghost Gate Pass together, Yan Chixia pulled out her Xuanyuan Divine Sword, pinched a sword trick, recited "Prajnaparamita" in her mouth, and then swung a sword at the void.
Hearing only the sound of "Zila", the blade of the sword cut through the void, and the passage to the yang world was immediately opened.
"After a whole year in Hades, we can finally go back."
Wan Gu stepped into the passage with some sighs, and the four people behind followed suit, and disappeared into the dim underworld together.
Not long after the five of them left, several phantoms with cultivation similar to the old demon of the Black Mountain appeared in vain above the Netherworld.
"Fortunately, we have a good way of hiding it, otherwise they will find out, and it will inevitably end up like Montenegro."
"Yes, Montenegro's cultivation is slightly higher than ours, but he is dead, if we go up and fight hard, not only will it be no good, but it will be difficult to lose a small life."
"Well, if that's all it takes, it's not enough to keep us in hiding. On that day, when the king rushed to the city of death, he happened to see that person who had survived the Jindan Thunder Tribulation, and his strength had skyrocketed dozens of times, and the momentum he exuded alone could make the king sweat crawl all over his body. β
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