090. Good and evil will always be rewarded, and reincarnation will also be sometimes!

"Beastland?"

As soon as these words came out, Tianjianzi froze.

Is this still going to be an animal?

Oh my God!

Do you want to play like this.

"That's a bit excessive!"

It's just that his words come out, and it doesn't have any effect.

Instead, King Yan Luo looked at him, and it seemed to be somewhat meaningful.

"Aren't you going to experience it?"

"Why is this beast Dao not a Dao?"

"This..."

Tianjianzi was speechless at this time, not knowing what to say.

"Drag away, animal road. "

The judge below drank.

Ordered.

The bullhead and horse face stepped forward together, one left and one right, one with an arm, and the movement was very rough.

Tianjianzi's face was full of black lines, and he wanted to scold his mother.

I really didn't expect that his dignified Sword Immortal would end up like this.

Helplessly, this is the underworld, this is the underworld.

He is now walking on a long road.

This is Huangquan Road, and the sides are covered with fiery red flowers, which are the legendary ghost flowers.

This road is like a carpet paved with blood, and the fiery red flowers on the other side are the only scenery on this Huangquan Road.

It can be regarded as an embellishment in the dark world.

"The flowers on the other side are blooming, and the blossoms are beautiful. "

Tianjianzi walked all the way and looked at it all the way, curiously observing the fiery red flower.

This flower is very strange, like a bright red blood.

According to Houtu Niangniang, flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, you can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, you can't see the flowers when there are leaves, the flowers and leaves don't meet, life is missed, and everything is left on the other side.

Couldn't help it, Tianjianzi stretched out his hand and wanted to pick one down.

But his move was stopped by the bullhead.

And he also came to a front, where there was a river crisscrossed, the water of which was blood-brown.

This is the Forget River River, and there is an arch bridge on it, which is called the Naihe Bridge.

At the head of the bridge, there is an earthen and stone platform, which is the legendary Wangxiang Platform, which can be seen from the stage overlooking the hometown, which is regarded as a window between the yang world and the netherworld.

On the left side of the Wangxiang Terrace, there is a blue stone, which is a three-life stone.

It records everyone's past, present and future lives.

As for the right side of the Wangxiang Terrace, there is an old woman, which is Meng Po.

"Three Lives Stone looks up at Three Lives. "

"Can he really remember his three lives here?"

This made Tianjianzi a little curious.

As soon as he thought of this, he put this trembling on the three living stones.

The three living stones tremble, showing the picture.

It was his previous life, a monk.

His eyes were stunned, and he seemed a little incredulous.

Is there really a mysterious power that can go back in time?

Having seen past lives, it is this life.

In this life, he is a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator who came out of killing.

On this path, there are too many regrets.

There was a very familiar figure, silently reappeared in front of his eyes.

The immortal cultivators should have been too forgetful, and gradually became indifferent.

"The predicate of destiny, the predicate of directness, the predicate of monasticism. Those who are also of the Tao must not be separated from the Tao, but may depart from the Tao. "

"One yin and one yang. The one who succeeds is good, and the one who is successful is also the nature..."

"The avenue is invisible, the fertility world. The avenue is relentless, running the sun and the moon. The avenue is nameless, and all things are nurtured for a long time. I don't know its name, but I know it strongly. "

"Those who are wise and turbid, and those who are moving and still. The sky is clear and the earth is turbid; the sky is quiet. Men clear and female turbidity; men move women quietly. Descend to the end, and give birth to all things. The source of turbidity of the cleansing, the foundation of stillness of the moving. People can always be quiet, and heaven and earth will return..."

In my mind, the idea of monasticism slowly emerged.

But the more he understood, the more he couldn't see through.

At this time, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "To give birth to this life, all kinds of benefits, is also a pillow of yellow millet." Cultivate to the immortals, a thousand years behind him, how many glasses of green wine do you want?"

"Anyway, I don't want to hear any big truth now, and the bigger the reason, the less I want to hear it. "

As for his afterlife, it is a chaotic one, and it seems that it is impossible to see.

Past life causes, present life effects, fate reincarnation, dependent origin and destruction.

The three living stones have witnessed the bitterness and happiness, sorrow and joy, laughter and tears, hatred and hatred of all sentient beings, debts that should be repaid, and feelings that should be repaid, all written off in front of the three living stones.

Collecting his palm, he stepped onto the lookout platform and looked at the ethereal.

Another image appears, a chaos grave, floating his corpse.

If I die in the starry sky, I will be buried on earth?

He also saw familiar people, but he couldn't touch them in the end, it was for yin and yang.

Wangxiangtai is indeed mysterious, and it can illuminate his hometown and his life, and all of them are vividly remembered.

Some things in the past have gradually gained provenance.

For a long time, he did not step down, greedily looking at his hometown.

This reincarnation, see each other again, I don't know what year it is, I don't know if I can still know each other, everything is unknown.

I don't know when, he touched the tears, turned around and got off the stage, he saw through his death, but he couldn't let go of the past.

Meng Po's memory disappeared. "

"Drink this bowl of soup and hit the road!"

An old woman came over and handed him a bowl of soup.

This is Meng Po soup?

A bowl of unloved water.

Once you drink it, your life's love and hate, and your life's ups and downs, gains and losses, will be forgotten.

Those who care about and hate in this life will be strangers in the next life, and they will not know each other.

"Can I not drink it?"

If you don't drink this Meng Po soup, you will not be able to step on the bridge, drink it, clean it, and re-enter the six paths. "

"Hey...."

Meng Po soup has an extremely bitter taste, with joy, sorrow, pain and hate.

It may be a symbol of the joys and sorrows of the world.

It's just that after drinking Meng Po's soup, he didn't forget his memory, but his soul improved a lot.

"One more bowl. "

"Come full. "

"Don't be stunned, go on, drink. "

"Come on, make it!"

Meng Po: "....."

A bowl of soup under the belly, it is estimated that there are also 180 bowls.

Meng Po, who had a black line on her last face, couldn't help it.

"Almost. "

"Drink the soup I'll make with you again." "

Forehead!

No way, Meng Po soup has nothing to drink.

Forget it, let's go into reincarnation.

After Meng Po has the soup, he can enter reincarnation.

He came to the final place.

The Void has six vortices.

Such a vortex represents the Dao of Heaven, the Dao of Humanity, the Dao of Shura, the Dao of Hungry Ghosts, and the Dao of Hell.

Among them, the Dao of Heaven, the Way of Humanity and the Dao of Asura are the Three Good Dao.

And the way of the beast, the way of hungry ghosts, and the way of hell are the three evil ways.

The judge defined him as evil, and he entered the animal path of the three evil paths, and after reincarnation, he was a beast.

The first animal was reincarnated as a white tiger.

In the second life, he became a man.

.......

Six in a row, different generations.

Finally, he suddenly woke up, as if he had a dream.

At this time, he stared at everything around him.

It was found that he had returned.

He is the son of the Heavenly Sword and the Great Luo Immortal.

Reincarnation VI, the world is different.

Having touched the three birthstones and seen the Wangxiang Terrace, he felt too much.

"Good and evil are always rewarded, and reincarnation is sometimes. "

After such a reincarnation, Tianjianzi's eyes were vicissitudes, but they became brighter and brighter.

The breath on his body floated erratically, as if he was about to break the mirror at any moment.

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