Chapter 275: Reincarnation is Perfected

Nuwa raised her hand, and the red airflow first carried Fuxi's soul and entered the human world.

There are three bridges within the human world. If you want to reincarnate in the human world, you must cross these three bridges.

The three bridges are of different heights, representing the various experiences after reincarnation. They are the jade, gold and wooden bridges.

The Golden Bridge is the tallest and radiates the aura of golden money, representing great wealth and nobility.

If one is reincarnated from this bridge, the family he is born into will surely be a wealthy one in the world, allowing him to enjoy a life of wealth and prosperity without illness or disaster, and without worries. He will live in a life as happy as honey, forever happy. At the same time, there is a great probability that he will have the qualifications to cultivate immortality, and after embarking on the path of cultivating immortality, he will be able to turn misfortune into good fortune and turn disaster into blessing. It can be said to be the best fortune in reincarnation.

However, this bridge is the smallest, barely one-tenth the size of the wooden bridge, but the number of dead souls is increasing, which means that the golden bridge is difficult to walk on. Without connections or luck, don't even think about stepping onto this bridge.

The wooden bridge is the largest, and you can't see the end of it at a glance. It is obviously able to accommodate countless souls.

However, this bridge is also the most dilapidated of the three bridges. It is devastated, crumbling, and even emits a rotten smell.

From time to time, there are a few big holes like wormholes appearing, which are extremely dangerous. There is no light at all on this bridge, and it is extremely dark. If you accidentally fall into one of these big holes, you will probably fall out of the human world and fall into the animal world below the human world.

If you are reborn from this bridge, you will definitely be born into a poor, destitute, lonely, miserable and lower-class family. If you are not careful, you may even be abandoned as soon as you are born.

If you happen to encounter floods or droughts, you will be sent back to the underworld in a short time. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will live a lonely and sad life.

The Jade Bridge is the most mysterious. Unlike the Golden and Wooden Bridges which are fixed, the Jade Bridge can swing up and down, and change its position according to the merits of the people who step on it. At its highest point, it can be higher than the Golden Bridge. It is surrounded by a warm glow, and it is obvious that it is born with magical powers and is the offspring of those great masters.

But at its lowest point it was even lower than the wooden bridge. It was dull, grey, and without any spiritual energy. It was obvious that the person to be reborn from that point on would be at a level lower than the wooden bridge.

The Jade Bridge is neither big nor small, neither as narrow as the Golden Bridge nor as wide as the Wooden Bridge. However, once you step on the Golden Bridge, you cannot look back, which shows how magical it is.

Fuxi's original spirit swayed slightly in front of the three bridges for a moment. The gold and wooden bridges were still as rich as before and as tattered as before, but the jade bridge suddenly rose thousands of feet high, and it was unknown how much higher it was than the gold bridge.

The body of the Jade Bridge was filled with colorful precious lights, like a rosy cloud, illuminating the dark space and making it look as beautiful as the setting sun.

Countless graceful heavenly sounds floated out from the void. The heavenly sounds turned into celestial maidens, holding various musical instruments in their hands, or sitting down to play the piano, or holding the flute to play, leading Fuxi to a supreme heavenly road.

But Fuxi was going to become the emperor of the human race, so how could he enter the Jade Bridge and enjoy peace and wealth?
What's more, he is a congenitally sacred being. No matter how great the pain is, it is as gentle as the breeze on your face in front of him. Naturally, he enters the wooden bridge without hesitation.

Only by experiencing unforgettable regret can one achieve a complete transformation. This is true for being a human being and for being an emperor.

As a dim divine light flashed across the wooden bridge, Fuxi's soul disappeared, leaving only Zhenwu's soul in the hands of Nuwa.

"Zhenwu, which bridge do you want to step into? If you want to enter the Jade Bridge, I'm afraid you will see many more strange phenomena than Fuxi, and the Jade Bridge will be higher. You will be able to restore your original body and magic power very quickly."

Nuwa asked with a smile.

It should be noted that Zhenwu's true body has transformed into four pillars in the sky, supporting the heaven and the earth.

Every moment these four pillars support heaven and earth, Heaven will bestow a ray of merit on them. This is the reward from Heaven for their service in supporting the sky, and it is as endless as the water in a stream, so it is naturally much better than Fuxi.

What's more, Hengming also took out most of the Three Lights Divine Water in the Three Lights Divine Water Lake, which was personally taken out by Nuwa, plus a Five Elements World that Zhenwu brought back when he went to the Chaos to assist the Supervisory God to intercept Luohou.

Using the furnace of heaven and earth as a base, he refined the Xuanwu clone of Zhenwu to suppress the position of the Northern God.

That Five Elements World is fine, but the Three Lights Divine Water that Hengming took out is no ordinary thing, it is the Three Lights Divine Water that has been nourished by the twenty-fourth-grade Green Lotus of Creation. In the prehistoric world, perhaps only the Three Purities have such a huge amount of Three Lights Divine Water of Creation.

With the merits brought by these two parties, as long as Zhenwu is willing, he will be able to obtain the position of a man of merit and virtue immediately.

The position of the Supreme Man of Merit is second only to the position of the Saint and the Lord of the Great Desolation, and is half a level higher than the highest positions such as the Lord of the Stars, the Lord of the Earth, and the Lord of the Four Seas. It can be seen that the merits of Zhenwu are so many that they have exceeded a limit.

But Zhenwu thought again and again, and still shook his head in the blue airflow, and said: "Please, Madam, throw me into all the reincarnations such as the evil ghost path, and let me experience all kinds of things in the six reincarnations. If I succeed one day, I will not let down the pain I have experienced in these years."

Nuwa smiled instead of getting angry, and Hengming showed a touch of approval on his face, praising her: "Not bad, you don't covet pleasure, which is a good thing. If you want to take the last step, you must have unparalleled determination and courage. Otherwise, no matter how much you prepare, you will never dare to take this step, and you will never be able to achieve that position. Now you choose to use the six reincarnations to make up for your confidence, which is also a good way."

After saying that, Hengming slapped his head, and a colorful atlas flew out above his head. Infinite mortal divine light spread out, interpreting all kinds of joys and sorrows between heaven and earth. There were loud laughter, continuous crying, deep sorrow, and overwhelming joy.

Apart from these two saints who remained as usual, the countless souls surrounding here were immediately forced into the cycle of reincarnation. They were obviously subdued by it and dared not wander around.

After seeing this, Bixia Yuanjun and Minghe Laozu's expressions changed slightly and they took a few steps back, obviously not wanting to be contaminated by any of its aura.

It is a human book.

Although the original human book was powerful, it was still unable to force back these two supreme gods.

I don't know how many years this book has been in the human world, and I don't know how much human energy it has absorbed to increase its foundation.

The human books at this moment can even pose some threat to saints.

The reason why the underworld can tell who among the countless creatures in the ancient times has reached the end of their lifespan and who is about to die, and send out the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence to chase their souls and claim their lives, is because of the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen that evolved from the Book of Man.

Just two things that look like clones have such abilities, which shows the power of the human book.

Hengming's mind changed, and the human book suddenly evolved into another clone. A red treasure book entered Zhenwu's soul, and immediately sealed all his magic power. The tall soul began to shrink. Even the original extraordinary wisdom began to decrease. In the end, Zhenwu actually became a mortal.

Even the souls of those cultivators who have just started practicing are broader than Zhenwu's.

Zhenwu noticed all this, and a feeling of extreme weakness came from the depths of his soul, but a hint of joy rose in his heart instead. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

In the past, even though he wanted to experience all kinds of worldly things, the magic power in his body always told him: "You are born sacred", which greatly reduced his travel experience.

Even if he sealed his magic power, these seals could be broken with a wave of his hand, and he couldn't be fooled at all. Now Hengming could be said to have fulfilled his dream, so he was naturally overjoyed.

Heng Ming smiled and said, "This is the Red Dust Treasure Record. If your soul is sealed by this record, and if you cannot see through the myriad things in the red dust and the treacherousness of the world, then you will never be able to break the seal. Go, maybe in the Conferred God Tribulation, you can find your true path."

Nuwa said: "The Red Dust Treasure Record is difficult to break, and it can conceal your secrets. You don't have to worry about someone deliberately plotting to harm you. But if you can't see through the twists and turns in it and understand the myriad emotions in your heart, then you will forever be trapped in the Red Dust. Even if I take action and forcibly break the seal of the Treasure Record, you will no longer have the courage to take the last step. Go."

Zhenwu bowed deeply to the two of them, then turned around and rode the blue airflow into the evil ghost path.

A ray of divine light flashed through this reincarnation channel, and everything returned to its former normal state, obviously indicating a successful reincarnation.

After doing all this, Nuwa said goodbye to these people. After all, Fuxi was her brother, and she couldn't let any accidents happen on this trip. She had to keep an eye on him carefully, so she took her leave first.

However, Hengming was fine, so he walked around in the cycle of reincarnation, instructing the two on how to maintain the order of the cycle of reincarnation.

Bixia Yuanjun and Minghe Laozu were naturally happy to see this happen, so they began to walk in various directions of reincarnation with Hengming.

Hengming stepped out of the underworld and came to the top of the filthy sea of ​​blood. He saw that the sea of ​​blood below was turbulent, with dirty waves rolling and foul air swirling. Countless Shuras and Rakshasas were training wildly in it and killing each other. They did not regard each other as their own tribe members, but rather as enemies.

Seeing the filthy sea of ​​blood only spreading in the Netherworld, Hengming shook his head and said, "The blood sea is mighty, but it can only flow here. It's really a waste."

Bixia Yuanjun and Minghe Laozu followed behind. Minghe Laozu was worried, thinking that Hengming wanted to hold him accountable.

Heng Ming raised his hand, and the vast and boundless sea of ​​blood began to tremble continuously. Finally, a blood-red waterfall that was ten thousand feet wide gushed out upward. Countless wronged souls and evil spirits roared in the waterfall, trying to escape from the constraints of the waterfall, but there was an invisible force trapped inside and outside the waterfall, preventing them from escaping at all.

The blood-colored waterfall gathered an unknown amount of blood from the sea, and finally slowly turned into a lake, which was even still expanding.

Countless Shuras and Rakshasas in the sea of ​​blood stared at this miracle in amazement, worshipping the supreme power of Hengming.

When Hengming saw that the blood lake was brewing, he divided it into two, turning it into two long rivers. He used his magical powers to transform one of the rivers into a yellow river, removing its filthy nature.

No one knows how wide or long this long river is. Its source cannot be traced, and no one knows where it flows to.

The river was surging and yellow and turbid, as if there was yellow sand flying at the bottom, disturbing the water. But if you look closely, you will realize that this is not yellow sand, but the accumulation of souls and bones of countless living beings.

There are human bones, demon bones, witch bones, and the bones of all races in the world are among them, like the mud and sand in an ordinary river.

This river first circles around the outside of the underworld, and then runs through the entire underworld, ending at the six realms of reincarnation and flowing into the invisible land.

"This is Huangquan, the first checkpoint to enter the underworld. Every hundred years, at the most yin moment, Huangquan will gush out of the underworld, go to the earth, plunder souls, and enrich the rivers." Hengming said.

Another long blood-red river turned into countless small formations and several large formations, and fell into the underworld.

One of the large formations stood at the boundary between the underworld and the netherworld, as tall as a mountain. Now that its true form was revealed, it looked like an extremely magnificent giant gate.

The huge gate towers into the clouds, and its doorposts are made up of countless wronged souls and resentful ghosts. At this moment, it is still continuously absorbing countless souls, increasing its power. A shocking aura spreads out, immediately forcing back those monks wandering in the underworld.

And above the facade, countless ghost faces appeared, covered with blood-red flesh threads, as if they had suffered an injustice and were reluctant to leave the world, whimpering and howling.

Some souls wandering outside the Ghost Gate were scattered by the ghost's shouting before they could enter the underworld, and were finally sucked away by the ghost faces. Only the Black and White Impermanence and the Ox-Head and Horse-Face could leave the Ghost Gate freely.

Hengming pointed at the Ghost Gate and said, "This is the Ghost Gate. From now on, if anyone enters the underworld without permission, they will be killed by the Ghost Gate. However, the Ghost Gate has committed too many murders, and sometimes it will be blinded by its true nature. But every hundred years, the Yellow Spring will rise up, which will wash away its confusion and return to its true nature. So just be careful on weekdays."

Bixia Yuanjun and Minghe Patriarch nodded, and several large formations fell into the underworld. As for those small formations, they were to stabilize the operation of the underworld and were not taken seriously by them.

Hengming, Bixia Yuanjun and Minghe Laozu entered the underworld again.

Seeing that the underworld was filled with darkness, even with his Dharma eyes, he could only see desolation. It was too desolate. Heng Ming shook his head slightly, raised his hand and threw out a seed, and then sprinkled a stream of Three Lights Divine Water.

When the seeds were sprinkled with the Three Lights Divine Water, they immediately began to take root and sprout, branches began to grow out, and finally slowly bloomed, and a beautiful red flower appeared, bringing a unique landscape to the dark underworld.

Red flowers bloomed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a narrow path. A leisurely fragrance wafted out, and any soul that smelled it had their seven emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, grief, fear, and the six desires of life and death, eyes, ears, mouth, and nose wiped out, and instead walked on the path with expressionless faces and stiff gaits.

Heng Ming nodded in satisfaction and said, "The flower is the red spider lily, and the fragrance is the forgetfulness fragrance. Junior Sister Bixia, you can appear in another incarnation. If you mix the red spider lily and the forgetfulness fragrance with the water of the underworld, you can make a pot of reincarnation soup. Drinking the reincarnation soup will cut off your past and make it easier for you to reincarnate."

Bixia Yuanjun said yes and immediately threw out a khaki magic whip, which was the mountain-driving whip that she had exchanged with Hengming using the Feng Shui Wheel.

A divine light flashed on the Mountain-Driving Whip, and then it turned into a goddess dressed in khaki clothes, who called herself Meng Po, and was the evil corpse of Bixia Yuanjun.

(End of this chapter)