"How do I know?"

Meng Yu replied.

Listening to Kong Hanan's voice, he could think of Meng Yu shrugging his shoulders in the driver's seat.

"Brother Meng, isn't it, let's go through life and death together, do you still need to hide these things from me?"

Kong Hanan felt more and more that Brother Meng was bad.

But he didn't expect that Meng Yu explained seriously.

"Witch gods don't need to be reincarnated, and those who need to be reincarnated are all gods cultivated by Taoist monks."

"In the power of incense, there are the prayers of all beings, and you should also know that the prayers of all living beings are different, and in this world, even gold and silver treasures cannot be liked by everyone, let alone the gods."

"Therefore, the reincarnation of the gods is to eliminate those distracting thoughts that affect their souls, and it is also equivalent to polishing themselves."

"Reincarnation is also a kind of catastrophe ......"

"Since reincarnation is a calamity and a grind, most gods will seal their memories and powers, and when they do not meet certain conditions, they are no different from mortals."

"So, even if I was a god in my last life, in this life, at least for now, I am still me, and at most my talent may be stronger than ordinary people...... The same is true of the Taoist saints, and the same is true of the teachers. ”

Kong Hanan was surprised......

He always thought that the reason why the saints became saints was because the gods were reincarnated and still retained their abilities in life, and they relied on their foresight or affinity for the Great Dao to calculate and evolve the future, and then led the human race on the right path.

But for now, isn't that the case?

Kong Hanan asked.

"Isn't the reincarnation of that god extremely dangerous, and when he dies as a mortal, he really dies? Where, then, will the authority and positions of those gods fall? ”

Meng Yu joked.

"Or do you think? Why is there only three Qings and only four royals in this world? Even if the teacher's plan has been successful recently, there are only six royals? ”

"As for where the authority falls...... Hey. ”

Meng Yu chuckled.

"If, I mean, so...... You have confirmed that Houtu Niangniang is no longer there, and you can call yourself the reincarnation of Houtu......"

Kong Han'an???

"Brother Meng, are you kidding? Can gods be transgender reincarnated? ”

Meng Yu laughed, "Why not? Who can decide whether they were male or female before they were born? Since it's a catastrophe, what's the problem with changing gender......"

Kong Han'an trembled......

Let him claim that he is Houtu......

He couldn't do it at all!

Not to mention that Hou Tu Niang Niang is currently just sleeping, and there is a peace of mind in the underworld who calls himself Meng Po from an unknown origin.

The ox cart carried Kong Han'an, and it was not as fast as before, but its speed was not slow at all.

It's just that when you act, it squeaks and squeaks.

As the sound gradually faded down, Kong Hanan knew that he was about to arrive at his destination.

Sure enough, the bullock cart stopped.

When you push the door out, you will be greeted by a rolling and majestic mountain range.

In his previous life, Kong Han'an, as a social animal, did not have the time and experience to visit the sacred peak that left a brilliant mark in the civilization of the flower planter.

But he always had some feelings......

The mountain in front of him is much more solemn than Mount Tai in his previous life.

Maybe it's because he has a relationship with the gods of Mount Tai in this life......

Maybe it's because this world is already wider than the previous world?

Meng Yu stood quietly beside Kong Han'an, looked at Mount Tai in front of him, and couldn't help but chant poetry in a low voice.

"Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk!"

Kong Hanan looked up at the peaks where the clouds and mist were red and purple, and the clouds and mist reflected each other, and he couldn't help but sigh and express his heart.

"Brother Meng, why don't you take me up!?"

It's not that Kong Hanan wants to spoil the scenery, he is a liberal arts student, and he has a lot of poems about Mount Tai in his mind.

For example, Meng Yu improvised it, and Kong Han'an instantly thought of Du Fu's "Wangyue".

Can......

This Tarzan is so high......

Kong Han'an is now ostracized by the human world, and if he wants to climb up to find the Dao Saint, he must not die of exhaustion!

Look at the scenery and look at the scenery, Brother Meng, you are not such an ignorant person.

Meng Yu was choked by Kong Han'an for a long time before finally smiling bitterly.

"Brother Kong...... It's not that I don't want to, it's that this car can't get on Mount Tai. ”

Kong Hanan looked at him suspiciously, waiting for him to explain.

What's the trouble, the mountains and mountains of Jiange County, you can drive an ox cart to gallop, it doesn't make sense, right?

Meng Yu really gave an explanation.

"If it was before, it would have been able to go up, but now it can't, the Dao Saint has enlightened on the top of the mountain...... Now on this Mount Tai, it is his 'Tao'......"

"The Mohist hubs are all powered by jade...... But the energy in jade is easily affected by 'Dao'. ”

Jade?

Although the world is different, Kong Han'an has an impression of jade in both lives.

A blue and white, transparent or opaque mineral that is easily broken but very smooth.

Under Zhai Mu's robe, the kind of gray and white stone hanging on his chest he had seen, and it couldn't be jade.

Meng Yu saw Kong Han'an's puzzled expression, patted his head, and explained.

"The Mo family used Kunlun jade in ancient times."

"It is recorded in the classics that 'Kunlun has jade, thinking that it is a soldier', which is talking about this kind of jade, if it is a common jade in our world, how can it be used as a weapon?"

"The jade used by the Mo family can absorb the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and they have their own means to release it by using mechanisms."

"But the 'Dao' and the law are the influence on the aura of heaven and earth, it was once okay, the Mo family can still study the immortals, after generations of improvement, their organs can resist many laws, but about the 'Dao' and authority, they are currently unable to catch it."

Kong Hanan nodded, indicating that he understood.

"But Brother Meng, my uncle and I are talking about seclusion, but you are talking to me about enlightenment......"

Meng Yu grinned.

"There are some differences, but it doesn't hurt you, our goal is the same......"

Look up at Tarzan again......

Kong Han'an sighed.

"Okay, let's climb ...... then"

Brother Meng once again showed his bad side in front of Kong Han'an.

"Brother, I'm a coachman on this trip, this car is worth a lot of money, I still have to watch it, you can go up yourself."

Kong Han'an glanced at him resentfully.

Get......

The humanoid mobility is gone.

Brother Meng, you are not as happy as Master Zhai at all.

Kong Hanan could see that Meng Yu also had his own thoughts......

But looking for the Dao Saint is what I have always wanted in my heart......

So let's go up the mountain......

Against the rejection of heaven and earth, Kong Hanan began to climb the mountain step by step.

In fact, it should be so, as a person of the Dongyue lineage, hiking up the mountain also seems respectful.

At first, Kong Han Anshang still had the heart to look at the surrounding scenery.

The sun has risen as the sun rises through the steep stone staircase, the light shines through the lush trees like the reflection of the guards, and the wildflowers along the road show their beauty in early autumn.

The sea of clouds reflects thousands of rays of light, dyeing the mountains red, strange and beautiful, nothing more than this.

The classical and simple Taoist temple looms in the mountains and forests, adding a little population to Mount Tai.

The combination of quiet and noisy, the fog and the same color as the heaven and the earth, the harmony between nature and people, and the beauty is breathtaking.

As Kong Han'an ascended the stairs, it became more and more difficult for him to be distracted.

The scenery in the eyes has been covered by layers of white mist, where is there still beautiful scenery, where is there still bright sun.

The mist swirled around Kong Han'an, as if it was just to hinder him.

The stone steps on the ground became slippery, and Kong Han'an Zhou went up and down, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or fog.

Next to my ears, I began to hear overlapping phantoms.

"Dao Ke Dao?"