Stepping over the Naihe Bridge and walking through the Road of Huangquan, at the end of reincarnation, everything is dark and deep, and the road is obscure, but it is not evil. The six paths that are constantly rotating in the depths of reincarnation bloom with wisps of brilliance, washing away the turbidity of all ghosts and obsessions, making them appear majestic.

sacred.

One step away from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, three figures stand, one black, one white, and one green.

The cold-faced Bai Wuchang couldn't help but be moved before the reincarnation, and persuaded him: "Friend Ruoxu, don't you think about it again? You must know that reincarnation is difficult, even the reincarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva in the heaven does not dare to say that it is 100% unbreakable.

Mystery, awakening from the past, it is better to stay and be a ghost and god in peace."

"The two of us are here to recommend you in the underworld. You can choose the land of the mountain god, the city god and the general, and the gods in the four directions."

Hei Wuchang nodded and said: "In the Dharma Ending Age, you have cultivated a calamity of ghosts and immortals, and a spirit that is not ignorant, which is rare. Moreover, you have gained the merits of the nine generations of humanity. Now that you have converted to the Shinto, it will take you one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years."

Isn’t it wonderful to be rich and prosperous from now on?”

The Qingyi Taoist who was talking to Black and White Wuchang shook his head slightly, recalling the scene in which he had just become a ghost immortal in this life, but in order to save others, he was riddled with calamity, just like a mortal, and was helplessly hit by a dump truck. He suddenly said firmly: "The body of a ghost immortal

Fragile, full of calamities, just like a mortal through calamities, the body will be destroyed if you are not careful, there is no hope of pure Yang, it is not what I want."

"The lifespan of immortals is long, but they will eventually come to an end. Moreover, if you hold the position of a god, you have to perform your duties as a god and work for 129,600 years without a day to spare. Haha, this is worse than the capitalists I have seen during my lifetime.

It's going to come hard."

"Although I, Zhang Ruoxu, am unbearable, I still want to pray for the immortals to be free and live forever."

Black and White Wuchang looked at each other and knew that they couldn't persuade him, so they couldn't help but shake their heads and sighed in unison.

Zhang Ruoxu turned back to look at his two friends and couldn't help but joke: "You two handsome men, it's my reincarnation, not your reincarnation and sighing."

"Be happy. If I succeed in cultivating Taoism in this life and become a heavenly immortal, I will come back to the underworld to have a drink with you."

"What if it doesn't work?" Hei Wuchang shook his head and said: "A page in the ancient history of Taoism, the sea has turned into dust, the thunder and lightning have dried up, and there are so many saints and sages in the world. There are also a few immortals who are transcendent. As far as I know, there are even a few immortals among them.

The throne is the reincarnation of an innate emperor and enlightenment, and there are very few who truly achieve it afterward."

Bai Wuchang nodded and agreed with Hei Wuchang's words.

"If it doesn't work, then it won't work." Zhang Ruoxu patted Hei Wuchang on the shoulder and smiled freely: "If I don't succeed in this life, I can only come back to be a god king and enjoy the wealth of the gods."

"You two brothers are experienced ghosts and gods from the underworld. Remember to protect me when the time comes!"

Dang, Dang, Dang... the bells ring loudly, but not harshly, like the spring breeze turning into rain, reaching the ears of all spirits, urging all ghosts to go on their way, so that they can be reincarnated.

"The Immortal Way cherishes life, and there is no way to measure people."

"The path of ghosts is the end of the road, and it is the door of life."

Zhang Ruoxu glanced at the Sansheng Stone, whispered something, then waved his hand and stepped into the path of reincarnation without looking back, regardless of the black and white and impermanent shouts behind him, because the past life is over, and we will see you in the next life.

With a smile, he happily stepped into reincarnation. With a pop, there seemed to be a splash of water, as if a great world was reincarnating, leading the true spirit to go there.

In the underworld, there is an extremely holy, yet full of underworld atmosphere, the Samsara Seal condensed into it.

Standing at the end of reincarnation, watching Zhang Ruoxu step into the wrong reincarnation step by step, he looked ugly, as if he had eaten a dead child.

"You didn't tell him that this was the wrong reincarnation route!" Bai Wuchang couldn't help shouting.

Hei Wuchang squatted on the ground, covered his face, and said weakly: "I thought you said it, but I didn't."

"It's over, Fellow Daoist Zhang is completely over." Bai Wuchang looked up at the sky, showing a dead fish eye, and said with a bit of despair.

Hei Wuchang raised his head in surprise: "That's not true. Taoist friend Zhang Ruoxu is extremely resilient and can even become a ghost immortal at the end of the dharma. What ancient world of reincarnation has he entered that can kill him?"

There was no emotion in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and he said coldly: "Zhetian Ancient World."

With a crash, Hei Wuchang jumped up, his eyes flashed with a hint of shock, and he quickly asked: "Is it the sky-shaping universe that has been going through tribulation since the beginning of humanity, either being struck by lightning or on the way to being struck by lightning?!"

Bai Wuchang nodded expressionlessly.

"Covering the sky and the universe, the Immortal Realm is damaged, and the universe is incomplete..." Hei Wuchang murmured bitterly: "Enlightenment is like a sage, whose life span is only five or six thousand years; powerful as an emperor, whose breath destroys the galaxy, and the great road suppresses the universe, standing in the human realm

At the peak, you can only live ten thousand or twenty thousand years in one life."

"Becoming an immortal in this kind of universe is the most powerful thing, but it is also the most difficult."

"Let's pack up and prepare for the Divine Lord Ceremony after the death of Taoist friend Zhang Ruoxu. Then we will give him some more magic weapons as compensation."

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Ming is light. The intersection of sun and moon is the replacement of yin and yang.

The emperor is heaven. The beginning of all things is the emperor God.

Covering the sky and the universe, Emperor Ming sat down and passed away twelve thousand years later.

The Great Dao revived, the environment of heaven and earth changed drastically, the essence flowed, which was extremely suitable for practice, and outstanding people emerged in large numbers, recreating a vast and prosperous age.

The geniuses of all the worlds have become saints and sages in this life, talking about the realm of immortals, conquering the emperor's path, and hoping to conquer the world of immortals!

In the dark and silent universe, in the boundless starry sky, among the dead stars, an ancient man lifted up his coffin.

"Who am I, who am I."

A young man with a handsome face but premature hair opened the board of his coffin and looked at the immortal patterns and divine patterns engraved on the inside of the coffin. He couldn't help but feel confused.

Sitting alone in the coffin, he asked himself, recalling each thought, the young man's eyes became brighter and brighter, he suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily: "I am Emperor Ming, I am Zhang Ruoxu!"

"I didn't find the elixir, this is my first old age!!!"

In an instant, in the universe, the breath of the Great Emperor fell, and Emperor Ming Zhang Ruoxu stood up immediately, like a supreme god looking down at the nine heavens and ten earth, with his silver hair scattered, suppressing the past, present and future, inadvertently a trace of divine power emerged, and his vitality was like a vast ocean.

The sea is covered with blood, and the ancient stars are swaying, frightened by the aura of the great emperor.

It shook the three realms and six realms, and destroyed three generations in ten directions.

If it were not for being in the depths of the universe, it would inevitably attract the shock and prying eyes of the Supreme Being in the Forbidden Zone. An ancient emperor who should have passed away long ago is still alive now, and he has not yet killed himself or sealed himself.

"I am Zhang Ruoxu, I am Emperor Ming, and I am fighting for my life in reincarnation."

"But why am I here?!"

While Zhang Ruoxu was thinking, he suddenly looked up at the starry sky. In a trance, a divine light shone like thunder to destroy the world. Hundreds of light years away, a barren star burst into flames and instantly exploded into tiny bits of star dust.
Chapter completed!