"Are you saying that this woman's original body is not from the underworld, but from Lingzhou?"

"Yes."

The long frosty hair flew like catkins in the inky wind, red like blood, and the flowers on the other side of Meng Qi's eyebrows, under the coercion of the vast luck, slowly bloomed like a real thing.

"Immortal in the middle."

Kindness?

Li Muyu, who was originally a little distracted, suddenly heard the words of Ziyang Shenjun coldly, and he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart.

"Shenjun, what do you mean...... Meng Qi's immortal grade, is it a middle and lower grade? ”

"It's not."

Hearing Li Muyu's question, Ziyang Shenjun shook his head with a serious expression: "The lowest is the middle and lower, and the upper limit is unknown." ”

The upper limit is unknown?

Ziyang Shenjun's evaluation of Meng Qi can be described as extremely high.

Not to mention the upper limit, just a statement that "the lowest grade is the middle and lower" has already completely pointed out Meng Qi's talent in the Shinto.

There are gods in Lingzhou, and the Shinto system is extremely complex. But among them, there are very few people who can have immortal ge.

Among the owners of the immortals, they are divided into upper, middle and lower levels, except for the innate gods who are amazingly talented, the vast majority of other innate gods, the level of the immortal at the beginning of their birth, is only the lower class.

There are even more people with poor talents, and those whose immortal grades are set at the lower level also abound.

Regardless of the side, just talking about Li Muyu, when he was still a black carp, the water virtue immortal he got was only slightly better than the lower grade of the water genus.

If it weren't for the early years, he was lucky enough to get a flower seed from the other side in the ancient kingdom of Loulan, and with this, he realized the "Law of Passing Water" and condensed the Dharma body.

Otherwise, when he married the Dan, he would not have condensed a top-grade demon pill in one fell swoop, and with this, his Water Virtue Immortal would also break through to the middle grade.

And all of this can show that it is not easy to improve the level of the Immortal Ge, but Meng Qi, as a ghost cultivator who has not been cultivating for a long time, can get such a high evaluation from the Purple Yang Divine Monarch when the Immortal Rank is determined. In particular, the sentence "the upper limit is unknown" made Li Muyu feel an indescribable subtle emotion in his heart.

"Do you know the identity of this woman?"

Just when Li Muyu sighed in his heart, Ziyang Shenjun's abrupt inquiry interrupted Li Muyu's thoughts again.

"Returning to the Divine Monarch, the little god doesn't know about Meng Qi's identity."

"You don't know?"

Hearing the confusion in Ziyang Shenjun's tone, Li Muyu's tone couldn't help but pause slightly, but then he immediately replied: "On the day of Halloween to Yin, Meng Qi once sheltered in weak waters to seek refuge, and the little god also discovered her by chance and helped her. However, as for the memories of Meng Qi's previous life, the little god has no way to explore. ”

Hearing this, Ziyang Shenjun just pondered for a moment, looked at Li Muyu with a smile, and said with a slight joke: "You have a good heart, I don't think she has a deep cultivation, she must not be cultivating for a long time." And her ghost cultivation was also taught by you, right? ”

"It's just a gesture."

"A gesture?"

Hearing this, Ziyang Shenjun shook his head with a smile: "Your effort, for her, but the grace of rebirth that changes her life against the sky, whether it is cultivation or becoming a god, the cause and effect in it, I am afraid she will not be able to pay it off in this life......"

Whoosh –

The sound of breaking through the air started, and before the Ziyang Divine Monarch finished speaking, among the merits that flocked to Meng Qi in the distance, it was divided into two strands, turned into a pale gas python, and roared and submerged into the immortal grid in the heart of Li Muyu's eyebrows.

Under the blue shadow of the weak water river, the divine wheel reflected behind Li Muyu's head was extremely dazzling.

"Cause and effect are connected, luck is entangled, and the kindness you give her is much deeper than I imagined."

After Li Muyu's immortal completely devoured that luck, Ziyang Divine Monarch's judgment on the relationship between Li Muyu and Meng Qi couldn't help but increase a little more.

Even the slightly indifferent expression before eased a little after Ziyang Shenjun learned about Meng Qi's true identity and her previous relationship with Li Muyu.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

The ghosts outside the dense fog barrier are still surging towards the weak waters. And the huge rain cloud in the sky also condensed for a long time during this period.

It is like a protective umbrella for the weak waters and the yin ghosts, alternating between night and day, as always, guarding the weak waters and those yin ghosts who can't get light.

……

Forty-three days later.

Another month and thirteen days had passed since Li Muyu and Ziyang Shenjun returned to the weak waters.

And for the time of one month and thirteen days, the weak waters were always shrouded in this endless night.

But fortunately, the phantom moon was in the sky, and the silver light was pouring.

Under the hazy moonlight, the half-demon in the weak water is not completely invisible.

It didn't even take long for the half-demons hiding in the depths of the weak water plain to return to the half-demon city and start their "night life".

Although the howls of yin ghosts often came from the other side of the weak water river, over time, the half-demons in the half-demon city gradually got used to it.

"One thousand and nineth."

Picking flowers, boiling water, boiling soup, and making soup, in these dozens of days, Meng Qi has always acted mechanically.

As the number of times she boiled soup gradually increased, and the output of soup gradually increased, the red stamens that originally grew on the banks of the weak water river gradually decreased under the day and night labor.

Even, to this day, the flowers on the other side of the weak river have begun to show a trend of depletion.

"I can't cook the soup anymore, if I cook it again, the flowers on the other side should all be gone."

Bang Dong –

When the thought of stopping cooking soup rose from Meng Qi's mind, the soul that was originally only concerned about cooking soup and was confused became clear in an instant.

"I'm Meng Qi, not Meng Po...... Wrong! I am both Meng Qi and Meng Po......"

At the moment when Meng Qi's sea of knowledge was lit up, the sense of substitution for the identity of "Meng Po" made Meng Qi completely "fall" into it inexplicably.

Not only that, with Meng Qi's further recognition of the identity of "Meng Po", the immortal Ge, who was rooted in the soul of the eyebrows, was also beating actively at this moment.

"I'm Meng Po...... The guide to the entrance to the underworld...... Forget the past and present lives, forget the troubles of the earth, clean, thoroughly, born from nothingness, and fall from nothingness. And I am the ferryman who crosses your shore - Meng Po. ”

Hmmm-

As soon as the words fell, the golden light was vast. Under this surging and surging golden light, Meng Qi's soul body was constantly changing at this moment.

……

Name: Meng Qi

Divine position: The Ferryman of the Underworld

Senge: Lower-middle

Cultivation: The peak of the condensation period

Divine product: under the ninth grade

……

God name: Meng Po