The drizzle fell on the head of Huling City, and Qingyang walked along the head of the city, letting the drizzle fall on his shoulders. At intervals above the city, a soldier stood with a spear, all wearing armor and carrying a long sword at his waist.

When Qingyang walked past them, they did not look back, they stood there like wooden stakes, and someone would come to change the shift every hour. There was no one behind Qingyang, and although the king had been worried about his safety since he had an accident in the city, he insisted on not letting anyone follow. And his habit of liking to walk quietly in the city is also known to everyone.

Looking at the four directions from the head of the city, as far as the eye can see, it is hazy, the whole world is in this gloom, distant mountains and near waters, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, thousands of years, this land is still like this, and the people on this land have changed batch after batch, those who once reached the heavens and the earth have some eternal silence, some have reincarnated and rebuilt, in order to be able to climb to the top of the avenue again, and some are still sinking and struggling.

"And have I ever walked on a pure walk, thinking about the past and the future?"

Qingyang had such a thought in his heart for no reason, and the drizzle fell on his body, like a layer of white hair, wetting his hair and shoulders.

He retracted his thoughts, looked at the heaven and earth near and far, thinking about what the minister said just now, the minister had no impression in Qingyang's heart, until now Qingyang knew that his name was Ghost Group, with ghosts as his surname, it was a rare surname, and he was not a native of this Huling country, but he held an official position in the country soon after he came to Huling Kingdom, and until now he is in charge of domestic personnel changes, and he has to deal with the eighteen ministries outside Huling City.

He is an extension of the king's will, where the king's tentacles reside.

It's just that Qingyang naturally thought of the ghost country three hundred miles away after knowing his name, this ghost country is not without people, but even if people live in it, few can live past the age of thirty, it is said that every person in the ghost country carries a ghost on his back until he dies, and the ghost on his back grows up.

Raising ghosts with people is the rule of that ghost country.

Qingyang didn't know if this group of ghosts came from that ghost country, but the intuition of cultivators was always accurate, especially Qingyang. When the king asked the ghosts to invite the gods back to the Tiger Tomb, what god should they invite?

The ghost group replied that it was up to Bixia to decide, but he added that whether it was inside or outside the city, he hoped that there would be gods who could protect him.

"Do you think we need to invite a god back in the Tiger Tomb Kingdom?"

Qingyang happened to walk past a soldier and asked him, the soldier looked very young, his face was quite delicate, hearing Qingyang ask, he was slightly stunned, and then quickly replied: "The villain doesn't know." ”

Although Qingyang looks very small, no one will treat him as a child, and he does not have the slightest childlike breath, only old Shen and mysterious.

"Come to think of it, do you personally think you need a god?" Qingyang said with a smile.

The soldier really thought for a moment, and then whispered, "I think it would be better if there was one." His voice was a little small, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

Qingyang smiled and didn't answer, but the soldier suddenly added: "I heard that if there are gods, if we can sincerely believe in them, the gods will be able to reincarnate again after we die?"

This is obviously a question, Qingyang smiled, he wanted to say impossible, but what the soldier had in his eyes was the truest expectation, this is the fear of death in life, since the living beings in the world understood death, they were afraid that there was no mind that could erase this fear.

"Maybe. Qingyang's untrue answer made the soldiers a little happy, and Qingyang continued: "However, even if there is such a god, it must be a powerful god, and there should be no one in our vicinity. ”

However, before Qingyang's words fell, the soldier quickly said, "There is a Yaksha King near us...... and he did not say any more, probably realizing that it would seem that the prince did not know as much as he did, he took a step back and helped his helmet.

Qingyang smiled, didn't say anything more, but walked forward, the rain was still falling, hazy, but after walking more than twenty steps, the face of the person behind him could not be seen clearly, and the soldier was already standing with another old soldier.

"Old man, did I say the wrong thing, look at the face of His Royal Highness the prince behind it is not very good. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, His Royal Highness the Prince is the reincarnation of a god, how can he care about you, however, you have to be careful when you speak in the future, don't say how powerful other people are in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, no matter how powerful they are, you can't say it. ”

The latter words were spoken by the old soldier, and these words were heard by Qing Yang, and they fell on his heart like a drizzle between heaven and earth.

"Unconsciously, the belief that the gods can not disperse their souls and can be reincarnated with memories has penetrated into Huling City, which god wants to occupy Huling City? Is the Yaksha King really able to make all beings reincarnate and live endlessly? This method is not an ordinary means, but the ability to act on the heavens and the earth. ”

Qingyang didn't think that this Yaksha King could do it, all this was just a belief in plotting to seize Huling City.

Qingyang thought in his heart: "The gods want to gain faith, and this is not a matter of seeing the light, but this Yaksha King is doing a treacherous way, so it can be seen that the purpose must not be said in a righteous and bright way, and the light cannot be seen." What could it be?"

In Qingyang's view, if Huling wants to attract the gods, it must also attract the kind of good gods. As for what goodness is, in Qingyang's heart, as long as he abides by the rules and keeps his word, and the prayers of the divine scriptures are all good words, he is a good god.

Turning around a city corner, seeing the national teacher Qiu Mingsanren and the fire dragon general Ji Kong standing there, Qingyang couldn't help but ask: "Dao Chief, do you have a way to protect a person's soul and let him be reincarnated with his memory?"

"What, does Your Highness want to protect who is reincarnated?" Qiu Mingsan asked suspiciously.

Qingyang shook his head and said, "I just want to ask if there is a magic method that can make people reincarnate at will." ”

Qiu Mingsanren pondered for a while and said: "If it is said that the soul of the protector is not dispersed, and the means of leading him to reincarnate are naturally poor, not only the poor Dao, but there are Taoist disciples with a legitimate inheritance in this world, but these are all deviated from the door, and they do not go through reincarnation, but directly lead the soul into the fetus before three months of pregnancy. However, that person's soul is incomparably precious, and it is very difficult to protect the soul from dispersing, and he can do this at most once in a year with poor Dao cultivation, and no matter how much he is, he is not able to do it, and I have never heard of anyone who can do it easily. ”

Qingyang understood, but continued to ask: "I heard that there is a Yaksha king who can make the soul of those who believe in him not disperse after death, and can be reincarnated again with a memory, and I don't know if it's true or not. ”

National Teacher Qiu Mingsanren's brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "If it is not bad as expected by the poor Dao, that Yaksha King should be the ghost king of the ghost king, isn't there someone in the country who wants to invite him?"

Qiu Mingsan was not involved in state affairs, but he quickly guessed.

"Although no one said to invite the Yaksha King, there are few people who have the ability to reincarnate the Yaksha King. Qingyang said.

"It's really ridiculous, the world is ignorant, don't you want Huling to become another ghost country. Qiu Mingsanren continued: "People in that ghost country can indeed have their souls alive after death, but they will turn into evil ghosts. ”

"No one knows that the Yaksha King is the Ghost King of the Ghost Country, so it seems that the Yaksha King is eyeing the Huling Kingdom. Qingyang said.

"yes. Qiu Mingsan answered, and did not answer again.

After Qingyang left, Ji Kong said to Qiu Mingsan: "Senior brother, do you want to invite some fellow brothers here." ”

Qiu Mingsan shook his head and said, "All the fellow sects still need to find the ancestor, if such a battle will involve us in the sect, how worthless it is." When he said this, he looked in the direction of Qingyang's departure and said, "Let's look at him, if you can keep it, if you can't keep it, if our senior brothers want to leave, they won't dare to stop it." ”

Qingyang returned to the palace step by step, and the people he saw along the way, no matter what they were, smiled and saluted when they saw Qingyang to show their respect.

"Although they don't know the cultivation and don't know the mysteries of creation, they are all the people of Huling Kingdom, and they are all living people, how can they die in such an unknown way, I know the creation and the mysteries, I can't talk to them, I can't make sense, I can't teach, I can only lead and lead them to the road of life. ”

"The Blood Hill country has blood sea demon soldiers, and the ghost country has evil ghosts, but Poor Dao has also made preparations for a year, so let Poor Dao, the person who escaped from reincarnation, steal the sky, will meet you for a while. ”

Qingyang said in his heart, he turned out to be a proud person, when he was in the Tianyan Taoist School, his spirit was flying, and his posture was revealed, which was amazing for a while, although he was later expelled from the division and sharpened for twenty years, but then he climbed the road of the avenue again, and the pride became more and more distinct, and in his heart, almost no one could make him bow his head.

And whenever he professes to be poor, it is the time to show pride and sharpness, and he himself has not discovered this preference.