The two were silent for a long time, equally confused about the future, which also narrowed the distance between them in disguise.
Hou Zi turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, "Taoist Chongling from Anhe Taoism left more than two hundred years ago. Is he still in the underworld?"
After the exchange just now, the destination of these souls from the underworld is no longer a problem. Jie Wuyou answered quickly,
"He was reincarnated decades ago, but I can't tell you where he was reincarnated, because..."
Hou Ting interrupted him with a smile, "This is the right reason. Even if you are willing to say it, brother Xie, I may not dare to listen... So, Xiang Zhiwen of the Quanzhen Sect of the State of Yan has also been reincarnated?"
He didn't ask his parents, not because he didn't want to, but because he was destined to have been reincarnated many times and now he no longer remembers him.
Mortals who enter the underworld will not be reincarnated for more than a hundred years. Calculating this, someone like Lao Hou has been reincarnated at least twice, drank Meng Po soup at least twice, and even his appearance has completely changed into another person.
It's completely unnecessary.
But the spiritual power of cultivators is far beyond that of ordinary people. They need more training in the underworld to eliminate the trace of cultivation consciousness engraved deep in their souls, so the reincarnation time will be longer. This is why he comes to the underworld.
Then I can only ask these practitioners and Taoists why.
Jie Wuyou checked and asked, "Ask him? Well, this person is still in the underworld. His mental strength is strong enough. He still hasn't gotten rid of the aura of being a sword cultivator, so he can't be reincarnated yet...
"
The two had a conversation and had a good impression of each other. Jie Wuyou invited, "Your Majesty, would you like to come with me to the Yama Hall to have a look?"
His invitation was not a whim, but rather a curiosity. What would happen if King Chu Jiang saw this sword cultivator? Even as a ghost, he was curious.
Hou Zi shook his head, "I'm afraid it will be wrong if I go in now. I have a premonition that I will come to this place often in the future. At that time, I will inevitably annoy Brother Jie. One day, Brother Jie will have the opportunity to come to the earth, and you and I will have fun again.
Drink freely.”
After bidding farewell to Jie Wuyou, Hou Zi figured out the direction and began to climb down layer by layer of hell. Pirate ships, meteor hammers, carousels and other entertainment projects opened his eyes to him who had never seen these things before.
The amusement facilities here are huge and can easily carry dozens or even millions of people, making the scene spectacular. However, such facilities are difficult to promote in the world of the world and require a lot of conditions. Unlike the souls here who usually have nothing to do, they can
Spend a lot of time having fun.
Manufacturing is also a big trouble. The simplest reason is that the players here are weightless living souls, and they don't have to worry about falling to death. However, it is difficult to replicate the same facilities in the underworld purely for entertainment.
He was very strange and didn't know who had reformed the underworld thousands of years ago and incorporated these things that were completely out of the scope of normal thinking. Or was this the case in other realms in the universe?
Each level of hell is bustling with people like a sea. According to the rules here, every living soul will start from the first level of hell and go through each level in sequence until the living soul matures into a mature soul.
This is equivalent to a diversion, dividing all living and cooked souls into different hell layers. Of course, the same goes for monks like them. After coming in for so long, he has not seen a single monk in the world, it is a real vast sea of people.
On each floor, in addition to the necessary entertainment projects, there are also different Yama Halls. Of course, there are also many other buildings that provide training in various life and professional skills, which is amazing.
The official Jie Jie said that although such training does not enable these souls to have innate abilities after reincarnation, it can subtly influence a person's hobbies and interests after he is born in the world of the world.
For example, if you study well in the underworld, you will most likely become a respected scholar after being reincarnated; if you like carpentry, your hands-on skills will be very strong after you go to the upper world. If you work in Chunnuan Pavilion...
Places like Chun Nuan Pavilion can only be found in the first and second levels of hell. If you go down any further, the time will be too long and the remaining yang energy in your body will not be there, so there will be no use value.
Of course, not everyone can use what they are best at in the Yang world. There are too many environmental factors affecting it. For ordinary people, being able to make a living using their favorite skills throughout their lives is the greatest happiness.
This kind of underworld training system is really a legacy, and what kind of person can formulate such a set of rules.
I sighed in my heart as I continued downward, passing through layer after layer, until I arrived at the eighteenth level of hell, the Saw Hell; this is also where the Wheel Palace is located.
The entertainment here is a roller coaster, and most of the ghosts staying here have become mature souls, and they are making final preparations before reincarnation.
Listen to what Xie Wuyou said, and the living soul that Xiang Zhi asked is here.
He was very hesitant, should he really meet this senior brother? His worry was that he didn't want to change anything, change the trajectory of his senior brother's life. This was very unethical. The key was that he couldn't decide whether doing so would benefit his senior brother.
Harmful?
There are differences between cultivators and ordinary people. They have different focus on some things and have different pursuits.
But he still came, and what he wanted in his mind was to take a look from a distance before making a final decision.
After fulfilling this wish, it will probably be the time when he leaves the underworld. For the time being, he has no other more specific purpose here.
The Hell Cave is a bit useless, you can come or not come, but he doesn't see the purpose anyway.
In the eighteenth level of hell, even if the souls are divided into eighteen parts, each level is at least hundreds of millions in number. It is still impossible to easily find a person in it. But fortunately, with the help of understanding Wuyou, everything can be solved
It becomes simpler.
He took out a Yin paper crane with Xiang Zhiwen's name written on it by Jie Wuyou and threw it into the air. The Yin paper crane flapped its wings and flew in a certain direction.
This direction is neither the direction of the Wheel Hall nor the direction of the roller coaster. The eighteenth level of hell is different from other levels. With just two buildings, the rest is endless mist. The mist is so heavy that
It is difficult to penetrate even the deepest consciousness.
Looking for someone in this situation is no different from a blind man trying to find a mouse.
As he drifted all the way, he discovered that there were countless mature souls gathering in the direction of the Yin Paper Crane, as if drops of water gathered into a stream and then merged into a river, vast and boundless.
Why are all the cooked souls flying here? He was full of curiosity.
When he was carried by countless familiar souls and arrived at his final destination, everything became clear.
A galloping river has turbulent waves, and there is a six-eye arch bridge on the river. In the center of the bridge, a white-haired old woman is smiling and offering a bowl of soup to every familiar soul who passes by...
