★ The underworld, in the great temple where the prophet dwells

I, Xi Ze, Sister Garin, and Lord Prophet and I have been waiting in the main hall for nearly an hour.

Before that, the Prophet specially told us not to disturb Sister Xuanzi and not to rush in to find her. People who are mentally in a state of illusion can have serious consequences and endanger their lives if they are disturbed by external forces.

We were in the temple drinking tea and chatting with the Prophet. There was no one in the temple who served the prophet, not even the tea utensils and so on, which he had conjured up himself.

People with strong mana will have a place in their body to temporarily store objects, and when they need it, they will take the items out of there. And the prophet is this type of person, and even Xi Ze can't reach this realm.

What's more, the Prophet also conjured up a tea table and all the utensils needed for the tea ceremony. On the table, there are even delicate snacks to be eaten with tea. It can be seen that the prophet at least did not hate us and was very willing to see us.

I took a bite of the dim sum and it tasted a little weird. Although the tea tastes like tea leaves, you can't smell the slightest aroma of tea. I always feel that the food in the underworld seems to be a little less flavorful than that of the human world. But people are kind to hospitality, so naturally I shouldn't be picky.

In Sister Garin's words, what is lacking in eating and drinking in the underworld is that popularity. So, now I understand why Garin likes to eat so much on earth.

While drinking tea, I thought of Greek mythology that I had read about. The mythical Hades deceived the beauty Persephone into eating the food of the underworld, and then told her that after eating the food of the underworld, she became a person belonging to the underworld, and later, Persephone really became the princess of the underworld and the wife of the underworld.

I was taking a sip of tea in my mouth, and for a moment I was shocked by the legend, and I choked on the tea, and almost choked myself to death. Because I realized that I was also eating food from the underworld and drinking the water of the underworld.

Amazingly, however, the Prophet then turned back into a woman and said to me, "Don't worry, child, my refreshments are not a threat to your life." "The prophet's words were a little weird as if they knew what I was thinking.

I don't know what Garin was like before she came to the Underworld, how she got here, or if the bearded Hades tricked her into coming here like that Hades.

Anyway, I understand why she doesn't want to live here. Maybe it can't be called life at all, because Garin is no longer a human being. Hundreds of years of house arrest by the bearded Hades in disguise, no one will be able to survive, right?

Maybe Galyn used to be like a happy bird, lively and cheerful, and her smile was as bright as the sun, but since she came here, that smile has not appeared anymore, right?

More than an hour passed, and Xuanzi walked out of the room where Tongtian Spring was located, and we hurriedly greeted him.

I wanted to ask Xuanzi directly what he saw in the pool, but I was stopped directly by Xi Ze. Xi Ze shook his head at me, disagreeing with my inquiry.

And Sister Xuanzi herself really didn't say anything, her eyes were even a little confused, and there were some tears in the corners of her eyes. I don't know if it's really a good thing for Xuanzi to go to see the past this time?

"Girl, it's your next turn!" the Prophet told me, smiling.

But I'm a little scared about being completely submerged. So he pointed at Xi Ze and said, "Next, it's him!"

Xi Ze looked at me with disdain and frowned, then shook his head: "Alas, rotten cats are unreliable and ......" dropped a sentence of contempt for me, and then he went to the room of Tongtian Spring.

★ In the spring of the heavens

At this moment, Xi Ze was a little nervous in his heart. He is about to start a mystery that has puzzled him for years, about his origins.

Xi Ze took a deep breath and exhaled it, and then slowly inserted his body and head into the spring water.

After a few seconds, visions began to appear in front of his eyes.

It was a white haze, and there were a few thin broken clouds floating in the mist.

The fog cleared, revealing a silvery-white arch behind it. The ancient font of the book: Tianqian Gate

"This is the Upper Realm, in the Heavens? Could it be that I was originally a person from the Upper Realm? But why is it not a righteous God? Just an overseer?" Xi Ze in the illusion thought.

There are usually skilled heavenly soldiers guarding the door on both sides of the moat, and idle people cannot enter at will. Even supervisors need a badge of entry before they are allowed to enter.

Hundreds of years ago, in the Upper Realm, supervisors and ordinary celestial soldiers used the tokens issued by the Upper Realm to prove their identities. And the righteous gods and immortals don't need to use these. Because the guards will take the initiative to remember their appearance. In particular, righteous gods are usually good-looking and outstanding.

And the overseers are actually about the same status as the guards, and they are the lowest class in the upper realm. As a result, no one will remember what each Overseer looks like, so an access token is required.

Nowadays, the upper realm is also improving, using face recognition and pupil recognition technology that are popular among the people, as well as fingerprint punching and punching mode.

Many members of the Upper Realm need facial recognition when entering the Heavenly Trench Gate. What is required to open various treasure chests and secret rooms is pupil recognition authentication. Discuss with the lord at a fixed time every day, and you also need to sign in and punch in front of the council hall with your fingerprints on time.

If you are late and fail to clock in on time, the clock-in artifact will also automatically record. When the god's money is distributed at a fixed time every month, the money for the day of the missing punch will be deducted.

Now, in the illusion that Xi Ze is in, there is not a single heavenly soldier and righteous god on either side of the Heavenly Trench Gate. And apparently, the architecture here is similar to that of the Upper Realm hundreds of years ago. Therefore, the point in time in the illusion he is in should be the upper realm hundreds of years ago.

Because today's upper realm is also advancing with the times like the human world, with high-rise buildings and modern buildings.

Xi Ze hesitated for a moment, and then thought that this was in an illusion, so he swaggered in.

He passed by the Xinghe Sky Bridge, the Hundred Lotus Pond, and even the Council Hall where Shangjun was always there, but he didn't see anyone alive.

Eventually, as he walked, he came to the door of a side hall that no one had ever been to before.

The plaque on the temple gate has traditional ancient characters, and two of these three ancient characters are not even known to Xi Ze. The last word he knew was "temple." He sighed, pushed open the door of the closed temple again, and entered the interior.

As soon as he entered the temple, he saw that it was a vast white field.

"Why is there nothing?" Xi Ze muttered to himself. If he saw something, it was fine, but the more blank the situation, the more uncomfortable it made him.

"How much has been made today?" Suddenly he heard someone in the temple speak, it was a man's voice, which was familiar to him, and he could not remember who it was.

He was looking for the source of the voice, and someone spoke again: "Alas, I only made one today, but I am very happy with the appearance of this one!" He didn't seem to have heard it before, and he couldn't make out who it was.

"What are you doing so seriously, the upper realm just lets them do the work that needs to be done, do you really think you are Nuwa's creator?" the man's voice was a little lazy, and he even yawned.

"But Nuwa created people, and those people are flesh and blood with memories. Sometimes I feel pathetic about what I've made. There is no memory and past of their own. Let others manipulate ......," the woman continued, a sadness in her voice.

"Shhhh Let's just do our part!" This time, the man's voice was a little eager.

At this point, the voices of men and women stopped talking.

"It's like a snippet. It's not live, is it?" Xi Ze thought.

At this time, a vast white mist and thin clouds appeared in the temple. The colors of the clouds are colorful and very different. If you look closely, there are all kinds of different shapes, some like eyes, some like hands and feet, and some like ears and arms...... Various.

At this time, there was a new change in the temple, and all kinds of clouds quickly merged and combined together, forming many white human-shaped clouds. The volume looks similar to that of Xi Ze, a big man.

Five or six such humanoid clouds suddenly appeared in the entire hall.

Someone pushed open the door of the hall, but Xi Ze couldn't see the appearance of the person who came, because his face was blurry, and he could hardly see the appearance of his facial features. He was wearing a black fairy robe, which could only be judged by his size, he was a man.

He carried a sack made of linen, which contained something that seemed to glow. Scattering out of all kinds of light spots.

"Sending a new one?" the woman's voice echoed through the hall again, and a woman in white fairy clothes who was also unable to see clearly walked out of the clouds.

"Yes, there are actually a lot of such lonely ghosts in the Nether. By doing this now, we are also reincarnating them. The man replied.

"Well, I don't know, are we really doing the right thing? I still think they're ......."

"Okay, okay, okay, just do your part, don't talk too much if you don't want to be punished by the king!"

“... Oh—" The woman's voice was very lost, and she only replied in a low voice.

"Lonely souls and wild ghosts?" Xi Ze was puzzled, when he saw the man in black pull the rope of the sack open, and several colorful air masses flew out of it.

"I've completed this batch of tasks, and I'll leave it to you next. The man let the air masses out and said a few more words, and then walked away.

"Well, good. Although I can't see the woman's true expression, I can feel that she is very lost and even a little sad.

As if alive, the air masses flew into the humanoid clouds floating in the air in the temple. It became a bright spot of various colors in the clouds, and it stopped moving.