Chapter 1000: Wan'er sits and transforms her mind into sublimation
These ghosts and gods were almost always in the stage of becoming gods during their lifetime, and the favor they demanded was naturally of great value.
It can be seen from this that in the future, Zhao Shoushou will have to pay a considerable price for this soul-protecting seal, and he will have to pay it back in an uncertain time in the future. And as his cultivation level increases, the price paid for this kind of repayment will also increase.
Showing a straight upward trend.
Although Wan'er has a certain understanding of the soul-protecting seal, relying on these alone is far from enough. She is not clear about the real changes and differences.
Just at the moment when the soul-protecting seal was successfully planted, her already weakening soul felt an unprecedented strength.
"Husband, it's Wan'er who has caused trouble for you. In the future, I ask you to focus on the path of cultivation and never be affected by some external things. I hope that you will be able to break through the mystery of the path as soon as possible and survive the thunder tribulation and ascend to the spiritual realm.
"World" is Wan'er's most loyal blessing to him.
"You and I are one husband and wife. We should have gone further together on the road of spiritual practice. However, my husband's limited abilities have caused me to suffer from reincarnation today. Today, I can only send you this soul-protecting seal. My beloved wife, I will go all the way."
"Okay." From the moment the soul-protecting seal was planted, there was no room for redemption.
As the effect of the soul-protecting seal came into play, Wan'er's body quickly reached the edge of collapse. In addition to the pain that could be seen on her delicate little face, a wave rising into the sky appeared on her head.
The results of years of practice have all been returned to heaven and the world in their purest and original state before sitting down today.
Whenever a wave appears and disappears, Wan'er's body will become a little blurred. Only when all the essence disappears, only the core part with the power of longevity for the last ten years will be left.
Escort her to the underworld for reincarnation.
If there is a low-level monk here, he can also take this opportunity to practice some practice before an elder is enthroned. It is equivalent to a special inheritance, which is completely unnecessary here, and Zhao Shoushou will not allow it.
Many years ago, Zhao Shoushou had watched Pei Yicai die with his own eyes, so he was not too unfamiliar with the whole process. But today, watching Wan'er go through this process again, it was an unprecedented experience, with pain like heart-wrenching and bone-crushing attacks almost all the time.
Covering his whole body.
In fact, this process does not last long, and the total time it takes for a Nascent Soul stage monk to sit down is only about a cup of tea.
Only those who are close to relatives will feel that it is so long, when the last wave rises into the sky and disappears between heaven and earth.
Wan'er suddenly opened her eyes and nodded towards his position, as if she wanted to explain something, but her body turned into dots of starlight and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
Perhaps because of the soul-protecting seal as a medium, Zhao Shoushou could clearly feel the existence of her soul, as well as the connection between the two parties that might be broken at any time.
"The gate of hell is open, and a bull-headed horse is coming. Since you have already passed away, why bother lingering on the human world? Humans and ghosts have different paths. I ask fellow Taoists to express their condolences." Compared with the last time Pei Yicai passed away, this time there was actually someone dressed in white and holding a mourning stick.
A bull-headed horse-face appears.
And when it appeared, they all bowed their hands to Zhao Shoushou, and sent Wan'er into reincarnation one after another. The moment the door to the underworld opened, they took out a soul-protecting seal.
Under normal circumstances, after a monk sits down and passes away, he needs to expend a certain amount of strength to open the door to the underworld by relying on his own instinct. There is no doubt that this will consume a lot of the little strength left in the soul of the cultivator.
appears, this part can be saved.
The Bull-Head-Horse Face is just a position in the underworld, and it performs most of the same duties, but there are too many creatures dying every day, and only some special circumstances will occur.
They were willing to appear this time because they must have been attracted by the soul-protecting seal. The trace of aura taken away from it at the last moment was the most powerful proof.
If you need it in the future, you can come to him for help at the cost of this breath. As long as it is within his ability, he will not refuse under normal circumstances.
This is the purpose of Zhao Shoushou's refining of the soul-protecting seal. Compared with a weak soul wandering aimlessly on the Huangquan Road alone, it will save at least three points of strength, and it will also have some benefits for entering the reincarnation cycle in the future.
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At the very least, they have bull-headed and horse-faced escorts, and some wandering souls who have not yet reached the conditions for reincarnation in the underworld will not be overstepped or harassed in the slightest.
After all, to these wandering souls, a newly reincarnated monk with a lot of power is as eye-catching as a fragrant meat roll.
"Wan'er, have a safe journey and have a safe journey. Zhao Shoushou is true to his words, please help all the ghosts and gods." At the last moment, Zhao Shoushou shouted in front of the bull-headed horse face, and bowed deeply to show his seriousness.
The door to the underworld will not always be open. When the Minotaur shows a smile and seems to nod, their figures have completely disappeared. Wan'er's breath has also completely disappeared between heaven and earth at this moment. She is truly gone.
, truly left, and will never appear in front of him again. This is the truly irreversible parting of life and death between the two.
Long after the door to the underworld was closed, Zhao Shoushou staggered and stood motionless on the spot as if he had lost his soul.
How could the two of them be easily forgotten from their unexpected meeting in Huang Mingguo's Imperial Garden to their thousand-year companionship before their final death?
During this period, there were sweetness and arguments, but today they have all become a thing of the past, the beautiful woman has passed away, and only some memories remain in my mind.
"On this day last year, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don't know where the human face went, but the peach blossoms still smiled at the spring breeze." A sad poem blurted out involuntarily.
The two of them have lived together in this cave for thousands of years, but with the passing of Wan'er, everything here will become a memory that belongs only to the past, and will also become a permanent storage. Maybe in an unknown number of years, it will become
The opportunity of another monk.
"Father, please express my condolences." Zhao Ying'er appeared in the cave with her son and daughter at some unknown time. The pair of children were the genius monks who used strong means to recapture the Black Iron Castle. More than a hundred years have passed, and everything has passed.
Condensed Golden Pill is indeed a talented monk who has become famous in Peiling Sect in recent years.
Of course, in his past practice career, Zhao Shoushou has seen countless so-called geniuses. Only the one who reaches the end is the real winner. With his eyes, he can clearly judge the opponent, blindly seeking success and speed, and refining.
Too many elixirs can lead to an unstable foundation, which is fatal to a monk.