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Qi Tian quietly looked at the six blue spring pools in front of him that were like the sea of stars.
He murmured, "Is this the Six Paths?"
Countless people have fantasized about the true appearance of countless six paths of reincarnation, but no one has ever thought that the six paths of reincarnation are not a wheel like that, nor is it an entrance or other place, but six pools filled with stars.
"You said there is still a seventh reincarnation and it has not been repaired."
Qitian turned around and looked away from the six reincarnations.
He looked at Mu Yunhai and asked calmly.
"It's not just that there is no repair," Mu Yunhai shook his head bitterly, "it should mean that there will never be a way to repair it."
"Why?"
Qi Tian asked.
At the same time, he was thinking about why he had never heard of the seventh path of reincarnation.
What is the final reincarnation?
"It's hard to say, it's been so many years, you don't have to worry anymore."
Mu Yunhai said, patting Qi Tian on the shoulder, "The King of Hell has been out pursuing this matter for so many years, but he is still half dead, and now it is completely destroyed , it’s not necessarily a bad thing.”
Qi Tian knew that there must be something hidden in this matter.
"By the way, since the Wu Clan army has been wiped out this time, there will definitely be some time before the next war.
I heard that you have been practicing hard all day, so why not relax?"
Mu Yunhai's words were full of "You know ", "We are all men" in this tone, raised eyebrows, just said those few words.
"No, I still" Qi Tian refused without thinking.
He already had someone in his heart.
Besides, in this life, he has never been to Fengyue Place, and he didn't want to visit the Fengyue Place for the first time in the underworld.
Yeah, and I don’t want to have anything to do with some ghost woman.
"What are you afraid of?"
Mu Yunhai couldn't help but said, pulling Qi Tian up and leaving, "You see if this is okay, I should do what I should do.
Do what you should do, you can leave if you want, I won't force you do what" Qi Tian couldn't help but sigh, "If you didn't force it, then what are you doing now?"
Mu Yunhai smiled and drove the flying boat with ease in the darkness.
Within a moment, he actually saw a tall city above a city illuminated by red lanterns.
"Fengdu" is written in two large dark black characters.
Qitian's eyes narrowed.
"You must have never been to this place," Mu Yunhai chuckled, "It's just a ghost town where the little devils had fun before they were reincarnated.
Although it was a small place at the beginning, it has developed over millions of years.
The scale inside It’s really not that small, there are also many of our senior brothers who earn some extra money here, and even our senior uncles have also been here.”
Qi Tian just felt that things seemed a bit unexpected.
If one place overlapped, the two places would be the same or similar.
So what's going on with this almost sameness everywhere?
Mu Yunhai held Qi Tian's arm and brought Qi Tian into the small city.
The entire city was filled with red.
There are red lanterns everywhere, floating red lanterns, red lanterns in front of stores, and even some wandering ghosts wearing red lanterns, which look very weird.
"What on earth is this ghost?"
Qi Tian has always found it difficult to understand this seemingly simplest question.
These ghosts could have been anyone during their lifetime.
It is possible for both monks and mortals, so it can be said that ghosts have different spiritual consciousness.
Otherwise, the soul of a monk is like a candle in the wind, how can it be compared with that of a monk?
"Why do you think so much?
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It has been since ancient times anyway.
The ghosts in our underworld all came by ourselves, and reincarnation has been decided long ago.
We are just porters."
Mu Yunhai took Qi Tian with ease to a restaurant called Yihongyuan.
In front of the store.
"Yihongyuan" Qitian's eyes grew.
"This house is still very good.
Although there is no wine or food here, the girls here were all ladies of the innocent family, and even many monks with high levels of cultivation.
Whether it is the skills of playing and singing, cooking tea, skills, chanting Poetry, painting, etc., these styles are unmatched by many people."
Mu Yunhai pulled Qi Tian in.
Qi Tian found that this place was indeed very clean and quiet.
After entering the store, what I saw was not a loft, but elegant objects such as hillsides, pavilions, waterside pavilions, and pavilions.
Looking around, I saw some girls singing with pipa in their hands, and some playing the harp.
There are also those who are writing poems and painting.
This place does not look like a ghost place, but more like a place for a group of female artists to communicate.
At this moment, Qitian heard a high-pitched flute sound.
The sound of the flute is high and exciting, as if Haidongqing is flying in the storm.
It occasionally shuttles through thunder and lightning, sometimes flies with lightning, and sometimes goes against the wind.
It keeps fighting and finally breaks through all the haze. , finally saw the bright sunshine Qi Tian looked at the position of the flute.
At this sight, he opened his mouth and said, "This is my cheap master."
It was Bing Wanmei.
Apparently Bing Wanmei also saw Qi Tian.
Her heart was like a mirror, without any fluctuation.
When the song was finished, Qi Tian was about to step forward to pay her respects.
Bing Wanmei took one step forward and was directly in front of Qi Tian.
She frowned and said, "Why are you here?
I just gave you Cangjie's Pen, but you don't know how to refine it with work?
When I'm not here, you That’s how you practice.”
The more Bing Wanmei talked, the more she felt aggrieved.
She thought about how many places she had traveled, how much hardship she had endured, and how much she had suffered in order to give this apprentice a magical weapon that would satisfy her, and then she got that pen.
I came back excitedly and gave it to him before I even warmed it up.
As a result, he didn't even care.
Qi Tian looked at Bing Wanmei's face, and she became angry again.
When she first came, she seemed to want to question him, but later, she didn't even give Qi Tian a chance to say anything.
Bing Wanmei's voice was cold, "Come back with me as a master.
I must teach you what it means to respect the teacher."
Qitian's ear was suddenly pulled by Bing Wanmei.
The moment he felt the pain, he also felt the contradictory emotions of joy and pain from Lu Pan.
Qitian looked around, but he didn't see Mu Yunhai, and he didn't know where he went.
How could he know?
The moment he saw Bing Wanmei here, Mu Yunhai slipped away from this enchantress who was as skilled as a real dragon.
He didn't dare to offend her.
As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend will never die but a poor Taoist, Mu Yunhai Escape first.
"Do you remember the last words I said to you before I left?"
Bing Wanmei brought Qi Tian into her pavilion, turned her back to Qi Tian, and asked such a meaningless sentence.
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