Wang Li looked at the lonely ghosts below and asked: "Teacher, if these wandering souls are trapped in the netherworld, then where do the many living creatures in the world come from..."
"Chaos does not count years."
Zhang Moxian pointed down and said: "The Netherworld is connected to chaos, and there is no concept of time. In your eyes and mine, they are trapped here for who knows how long, but in fact, if they stay here for one day, the world may have passed.
A hundred years, or just a snap of the fingers, reincarnation is not what you understand."
Wang Li listened thoughtfully, but he still had many doubts in his heart. Just when he was about to ask again, he heard the teacher suddenly looked up to the sky and cursed: "Old Tai Li, you haven't come out to see me yet!"
"Hey... Fuyuan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your temper is getting worse and worse."
There was a sigh in the sky. Wang Li raised his eyes and saw that the scorching sun in the sky had dimmed, and a golden light flew down from it, turning into a golden bridge, extending down, across the sky, until it reached in front of himself and his teacher.
Zhang Moxian snorted, collected the cockroaches, and called Wang Li to stand on the Golden Bridge. The Golden Bridge suddenly closed, and in an instant he took the two of them deep into the scorching sun.
Wang Li didn't feel any heat at all. His eyes suddenly lit up. A turbid river appeared in front of him. It was full of lonely ghosts who could not be reincarnated. It was full of insects and snakes and was entangled by strange fishy winds. Under the Golden Bridge,
Ups and downs, there is a pavilion at the other end of the Golden Bridge, in which sits a yellow-robed Taoist with a high nose and a strange appearance. Behind the Taoist, there is a large golden flag floating outside the pavilion, fluttering in the wind, and hanging down thousands of rays of light.
Wang Li's eyes narrowed, and the golden banner looked very familiar to him. It was exactly the side of the altar in the Nightmare Evil Treasure Record. He followed the teacher to the other side. He thought about what the teacher said before entering this place, and suddenly felt a little better in his heart.
Enlightenment.
Zhang Moxian sneered, walked into the pavilion and sat opposite the Taoist, and then said: "Wang Li, why don't you come over to meet your Uncle Tai Li? Aren't you curious about the great treasure of the avenue? What else does this uncle of yours have?
None, but there are many great treasures of the Great Dao, and he and my master are both the Four Spirits of the Open Heaven, so let him give you some guidance and keep it for your benefit."
Hearing the teacher's strange tone, although Wang Li was a little curious, he still bowed respectfully to the Taoist and said, "My nephew pays homage to my uncle."
The Taoist looked at Wang Li and nodded with a smile: "No need to be polite." Then he shook his head and looked at Zhang Moxian, sighing: "Fuyuan, why do you need to make sarcastic remarks? I don't mean any harm."
The sneer on Zhang Moxian's face became even more intense, and he said: "There is no malice, why did you give that curse to my disciple?"
The Taoist frowned and said in a deep voice: "I'm sure you will join the Lingbao Sect, and Fuyuan, you shouldn't have a disciple in the first place. This curse technique was originally meant for you, so I specially gave it to you.
The Heluo God was given to the Lingbao Sect, but I didn’t expect you to become associated with the Qiongxiao Sect, which puzzles me.”
Wang Li was startled when he heard this, and the name of Zuo Yue Zhenjun quickly flashed in his mind.
Zhang Moxian laughed loudly, raised his finger and pointed at the Taoist, saying: "Back then, for your own selfishness, you counted all living beings in the world, even your own old friends and relatives, and made Panhuang's world miserable. How could you know what would happen in the end?
But it all came to nothing and she made a wedding dress for others. In order to survive, she had to hide in this endless world and keep company with these lonely ghosts all day long. It is really ridiculous! How pitiful!
Now that you have not changed your mind, you want to plot against me again. After the plot failed, you dared to lie to me when I asked you face to face. If you really have never thought about plotting against my disciple, why did you immediately plot against me after he learned about the treasure of the great road?
The temptation to manifest magical powers? Don’t say that you came here specifically to lure me. If so, you did that when my disciple mastered the curse."
The Taoist smiled bitterly, with a sad look on his face, and said: "What happened at the beginning was really not what I wanted, and I don't want to make any excuses. This time, I really just wanted to invite you to come here to meet me. When you jumped into the pool of reincarnation, I was with you.
I made an appointment to go to the Nuwa Fields to help Fan Qi escape from disaster. You should have done this four years ago. Now that it has been five years, I have no choice but to make this decision. I can only ask my nephew to
You spread the word."
Zhang Moxian sneered and said: "I'm just pretending. I never broke my promise. The reason why I haven't saved Fan Pu is because I have a more suitable candidate. But when the time comes, it still depends on Fan Pu himself."
Are you willing?"
The Taoist glanced at Wang Li next to him, with a confused look on his face, and then said with some hesitation in his tone: "Is this good?"
Zhang Moxian snorted and said: "It's more appropriate than me going to rescue him!"
The Taoist nodded silently: "That's true. I think Fanfen will be willing to do it."
Wang Li noticed the gaze of the uncle opposite him and heard the conversation between the two. Although he felt it was baffling, he vaguely realized that it was related to him. He wanted to ask, but he dared to speak rashly.
Zhang Moxian stood up and said: "Now that the matter has been made clear, I will go back. Don't come to me for anything in the future, and you are not allowed to scheme against my disciples again. It should be noted that although Fuyuan is me, I am no longer Fuyuan.
Don’t blame me for being unkind when the time comes!”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Wang Li bowed and was about to walk out of the pavilion with his teacher. As soon as he took a step forward, he noticed that there was a book in his hand. He picked it up and looked at it, and was stunned.
It turned out to be the Nightmare Evil Treasure Record, but the power contained in it was countless times more terrifying than the treasure record in Xiaoyang's hand. When he unfolded it, there was a stylus standing in the altar of the treasure record.
When I looked back, I saw that the pavilion and Master Tai Li had disappeared.
Zhang Moxian curled his lips and said, "After all, he still wants some dough and knows how to give you what he deserves."
As the breeze blew, two cockroaches appeared and flew to the other side of the Golden Bridge, wrapping the two of them. After arriving at the outer room, Wang Li saw the scorching sun in the sky and discovered that the scorching sun turned out to be the aura of a golden banner. Previously, he thought it was an aura.
When the sun was observing the runes on the big flag, a portal suddenly opened in the sky, like a huge mouth, sucking the big flag directly in.
Suddenly there was darkness between heaven and earth.
"This bastard has lasted longer than the last time we met."
Zhang Moxian's expression changed, he opened the underworld passage and jumped in with Wang Li in his arms.
........
Inside the main hall.
Wang Li just wanted to ask the teacher who the uncle he was talking about was. The next moment, the teacher's body and his second soul flew out of the spring. When the second soul returned to its place, he already understood everything that happened in the Netherworld.
He thought for a moment and bowed to leave: "Disciple will set off to Tianyu Kingdom now."
"Wait a minute!"
Zhang Moxian raised his hand to stop him, "You know what errand I asked you to go to Tianyu Country for, right?"
Wang Li replied: "I just heard the conversation between the teacher and Uncle Tai Li. He should have asked the disciple to save an acquaintance of his senior."
Zhang Moxian said in a deep voice: "Yes, in fact, I should be responsible for this matter personally. But if I really go, the senior may not appreciate it. You go and give it a try. Remember, there is no need to force this matter. Even if
It doesn’t matter if you can’t do it.”
"Disciple understands."
Wang Li responded and exited the hall.
After he left, Zhang Moxian summoned the cloud bed, sat on it, and murmured: "It's easier to be my disciple's daughter than to call me dad..."