"The three realms were originally independent, and the delicate balance between them has been maintained very well. However, in the battle to seal the demons, the sword that cut through the land also cut through the barrier between the human world and the reincarnation world."
"The rumors are indeed true. After the Demon Sealing War, several immortals stayed in the Endless Sea. However, their purpose was not to block the demon cultivators, but..."
Having said this, the eight-character Hu paused.
Jiang Xiaoyu took over the words, "Senior, what you mean is that those immortals are here to repair the two realms that were severed?"
The mustache nodded.
Even people like Wen Zhiming have never heard of these secrets, let alone Jiang Xiaoyu.
Although he hadn't heard anything about Xuanwu yet, Wen Zhiming still listened very carefully.
Isn't it? His face became heavy, as if he was thinking.
Jiang Xiaoyu interjected and asked: "Did those immortals succeed?"
The mustache sighed, "If it were successful, we would have been free from the world long ago. How could we be like this?"
"Failed?"
"It can't be regarded as a complete failure. At that time, those immortals used all their magic power to make up for the gap. However, in the past ten years, the gap has opened again."
Jiang Xiaoyu was a little confused, "In such a big world, what's the point even if there is a gap?"
"Theoretically speaking, there is really no problem, but there is the world of reincarnation on the opposite side!"
Wen Zhiming suddenly spoke at this time: "I remember that in a certain ancient book, there were records about the world of reincarnation. It is said that after a person dies, the soul will go to the world of reincarnation. Logically speaking, the two realms are
It’s the same.”
The mustache glanced at Wen Zhiming, "You know quite a lot, but what you know is just superficial."
"Do you know why people in the world have reincarnation?"
"Birth, old age, illness and death are all things."
"But humans are the spirits of all things. How can humans be the same as other creatures? If they are the same, why do those demon cultivators insist on cultivating human bodies?" The tone of the mustache suddenly became more serious, "You are superficial after all. In the world, there are only
Only the human body can best accommodate the two qi!"
"You must not know Erqi either!"
The mustache explained: "The two qi refers to spiritual energy and bad luck. Spiritual energy and bad luck fill this world, but creatures in the human world cannot effectively use bad luck. For people like us, spiritual qi is a way to improve our cultivation.
It’s a sharp weapon and bad luck, but it’s the root of obsession.”
"I wonder if you have ever heard this song: In the beginning, human nature is good; nature is similar, but habits are far apart?"
"Yeah." Jiang Xiaoyu and Wen Zhiming nodded.
"To put it simply, when a person comes to this world, there is only pure spiritual energy in his body. Of course, the amount is very small. However, as he continues to be immersed in the bad luck of the human world, their bodies
It will also start to accumulate bad luck.”
"As time goes by, people develop all kinds of disgusting habits."
"Bad luck breeds evil thoughts. This is an eternal rule. The more serious the bad luck, the deeper the bad thoughts will be. However, no matter what, this is still within a controllable limit."
"When a person dies, the soul will go to the world of reincarnation, where it will be washed again and again until all the bad luck and spiritual energy on the soul are washed away, and the soul can turn around again."
"The place where the spirit and soul are washed away is called Huangquan."
"On the other side of Huangquan are the Five Cities and Seventy-Two Divisions. The spiritual power washed out will be used for the soul officers there to practice."
"On the other side of the Yellow Spring is the Rakshasa Hell, where all the bad luck gathers."
Wen Zhiming seemed to have thought of something. He was startled and slowly said, "Could it be that the other side of the gap in the endless sea is the Rakshasa hell?"
The mustache nodded, "You guessed it right. The opposite side of that gap is indeed the Rakshasa Hell! That place is a place where the soul officials of the reincarnation world dare not set foot easily."
"As soon as the gap opens, bad luck will surge up. Once the bad luck between heaven and earth reaches a certain level, all creatures in the world will gradually turn into evil ghosts and Rakshasa."
"When the human world gives birth to a Rakshasa, it will rush into the gap again. When the time comes, the gate of the Rakshasa hell will open, and the human world will be destroyed!"
For the first time, his face with a mustache became so serious. He lowered his voice and said: "Four years ago, bad luck broke out of the gap! Although we don't know the impact, but the strange things caused by the bad luck,
It has been staged all over the human world.”
For some reason, when the Eight-Character Husband said this, a picture appeared in Jiang Xiaoyu's mind involuntarily.
That was when he was in Ning'an. At that time, he went to find Jiang Ping's widow Cixi, where they met a very strange monster fat man.
Then, when he met Jade, Jade almost fell into the hands of that weird thing.
That time, if it hadn't been for Lin Zhihuan, Monk Jade would probably have been filled with hatred on the spot.
"Senior, I have something to ask, please listen to me."
"Brother Jiang, please tell me."
Jiang Xiaoyu immediately spoke out carefully what he had just remembered. When describing certain details, the mustache could not help but frown.
After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Wen Zhiming, "Sect Master, what happened at that time was indeed thanks to the master's presence, but even the master couldn't tell what it was."
Soon after that incident, there was a battle between Lu Haodang and Lin Zhihuan.
Therefore, when I came back, all the focus was on the course of that battle, but I ignored the weird things I encountered at the beginning.
After listening to Jiang Xiaoyu's words, Wen Zhiming couldn't tell for a moment, and he cast his eyes for help on his mustache.
The mustache said solemnly: "That fat man should be caused by a large amount of bad luck entering his body. However, from your description, it seems that those bad lucks have become conscious. This means that the bad luck that poured into the human world from the Rakshasa Hell
Unlucky, it has given birth to a lowly Rakshasa."
"This matter is very important!" The mustached mustache said to himself, "More than three years have passed since the incident. Those Rakshasa must have grown up a lot! The painter hasn't come back yet..."
Although Wen Zhiming was a little surprised by what happened to Rakshasa, he was still waiting for the mustache to finally reveal the reason for taking Xuanwu away. But the mustache was already immersed in what Jiang Xiaoyu said. It seemed that,
It seems that he has completely forgotten his own problem.
"Senior!" Wen Zhiming handed over his hand.
"Um?"
"The matter of Rakshasa is indeed no small matter, but I still don't know. What does it have to do with the Xuanwu of my Four Symbol Sect at this time?"
"You have a lumpy head..." the mustache blurted out, "The Immortal is gone, and now we are the only ones to repair the gaps. Don't you need something to repair the gaps?"
"Tell me, what is the thing in this world that is most likely to be able to isolate the two worlds?"
Wen Zhiming's hands suddenly trembled, "Could it be? Xuanwu?"
"That old turtle is so tenacious that it has never been seen in ancient times. In ancient times, its four legs were cut off by the great goddess Nuwa, but he can still survive to this day. Can you tell me, is he the most resistant to being beaten?"
"Use it to fill the gaps. Although it can't be filled, the effect will definitely not be bad."
After saying that, the mustache looked at Wen Zhiming as expected, "Come on, tell me, in this case, can we not take Xuanwu?"
"Damn, in order to lure out this old turtle, the old cook went to great lengths. Speaking of which, we are at a huge loss. If we don't do our best, we are still not being thanked. It's just an old turtle, you can use it.
Do you care about it so much?"
It seems that the mustache has always been brooding over the death of the cook. This is normal. There are only seven so-called earthly immortals in the world.
There had been friction between them. However, after endless years of baptism, they finally understood that there were only a few people who could talk.
Earthly immortals are also lonely.
That kind of loneliness is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
"Okay, I'm leaving. The more I talk about it, the worse I feel!" Mustached Hu removed the barrier with one hand and was about to leave.
"Hey, senior, you've finished speaking, I haven't told you that person's name yet!"
The mustache immediately stopped and said, "Damn, I almost forgot, otherwise I would have really lost a lot of money."
Jiang Xiaoyu leaned close to his mustache ear and whispered: "Shen Nong."
The mustache trembled first, and then nodded towards Jiang Xiaoyu with a stiff expression.