I am a fairy

Chapter 246: Heaven Abandoned Prison Report Immortal Scripture ( words asking for monthly votes)

Imperial Prefecture.

The flower-picking monk in a grey robe walked slowly into the garden, then stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting. A witch beside him looked at the monk, and the monk bowed to her.

The flower-picking monk had already seen Linghua Jun, who was talking to He Daoren and several Taoist officials. The monk turned his head to look at the scene in the garden nearby. After a long while, the witch finally called him.

"Master Kong Hui, please come in."

When the flower-picking monk saw Linghua Jun, she was also thinking about something. The flower-picking monk did not rush to tell her the purpose of his visit. He bowed his head, bent down, and clasped his hands together.

"Kong Hui!"

After waiting for a while with his head down, the monk finally heard Linghua Jun calling him.

"What brings you here this time?"

"Could it be that something happened on the Yellow Spring Road?"

State Master Linghua Jun usually discusses many things with the Taoist priests, because the most important thing at present is the affairs of the Nine Provinces' gods and local temple priests. And what the Monk Picking Flowers and the monk officials come to talk about are mostly matters concerning the reception of souls from the underworld.

These matters are much less important than those concerning local gods, community temples and temple priests. At least for now, they are not the most important things. Therefore, the number of times that the Monk Picking Flowers comes to the National Master's Mansion to meet Linghua Jun is much less.

But this time it was different. The monk finally talked about something that was worthy of Linghua Jun's attention.

Even when the monk picked up the flower, he still kept his head down and clasped his hands together.

"Kong Hui recently learned something. Someone was enlightened by Yun Zhongjun and spent a lifetime of reincarnation in a dream."

Linghua Jun did not ask who this person was, but walked to the side.

The monk picking flowers did not say much, but just followed closely behind. The scenery in the garden was pleasant. After walking a few steps along the corridor, he could smell the fragrance of the trees and grass, and hear the sounds of birds coming from the treetops.

Linghua Jun seemed to be taking a walk, but suddenly spoke while walking.

"Kong Hui, since you can come here to tell me, you must be sure that this matter is true."

"Then I won't ask whether it's true or not."

"Who is this person, and where did Yun Zhongjun appear?"

The monk said the name: "It is Yunyang King Wen Shenyou."

Ling Huajun nodded: "Oh, it's him!"

The monk in the garden lowered his head and whispered the experience that Wen Shenyou had told him. It did not start from the dream of the altar, but from the moment the sacred tree Ruomu stood outside Badu.

It begins from the moment you enter a dream from among thousands of lives, and the moment ghosts and gods descend to the mortal world to visit it.

In the monk's opinion.

Long before that time, Yun Zhongjun already knew what would happen to Wen Shenyou in the future, and he also knew Wen Shenyou's future.

The monk even felt that Yun Zhongjun had seen through Wen Shenyou's past and future lives.

Linghua Jun listened to the monk quietly. At the end, when the monk finished talking about Wen Shenyou, he also asked a question.

"Kong Hui wants to know if there is reincarnation in this life?"

"If there is, then what does reincarnation have to do with good and evil?"

Linghua Jun said: "Some questions require you to seek answers yourself. This matter is not a human matter and has nothing to do with me. If you have any doubts in your heart, you can go to the underworld to seek."

The monk bowed and said, "Kong Hui understands."

After the monk left, Linghua Jun did not return to the garden outside the courtyard, but stood alone among the plants in the garden.

She was thinking about the meaning of Yun Zhongjun's appearance this time. She certainly knew the reason why Wen Shenyou asked the monk to tell him these things, and the monk also knew it.

Wen Shenyou is saying: "He has destiny."

The destiny given by Yunzhongjun.

In addition to this, Linghua Jun also knew one thing: the Nine Cauldrons, the sacred artifact of the Nine Provinces that represented the merits of offering incense, was in Wen Ji's hands.

Even when he went to the Sun Temple to report on the human emperor Wen Changxing, it was Lord Linghua who said that Wen Shenyou's grandfather Wen Ji had the appearance of an emperor.

But now it seems that she thought she was the one pushing for many things, but in fact Yun Zhongjun had already thought of them.

Even in the dark, destiny has already been determined.

"Destiny?"

"Where does the destiny go? Does it really matter who becomes the emperor?"

The more Linghua Jun thought about it, the more he felt that it was not that simple.

Is it really that important for Yun Zhongjun whether Wen Changxing, Wen Ji or Wen Shenyou becomes the emperor? These emperors were on the throne for a few decades at most, which is just a blink of an eye for the gods.

She felt that what Yun Zhongjun wanted to do was definitely not something that could be done at this moment. Just as Wen Shenyou had realized in a dream on the divine platform, the vision of the gods had already jumped out of this lifetime and was instead about the eternal cycle of reincarnation.

"Nine Cauldrons, Reincarnation, Immortal Arts."

Lord Linghua thought of the Nine Cauldrons that represented the fortune and merits of the dynasty, the Underworld that judged one's life's merits and demerits according to one's virtues and sins, and the three magic spells that Lord Yunzhong had bestowed on her not long ago.

And all of this seems to be inseparable from one thing.

"Merit!"

At this time, Linghua Jun seemed to have grasped the key to everything.

"The Yunzhong Lord gave me the art of incense and merit, which is also related to merit. The Nine Cauldrons are also related to merit. Perhaps this merit is a ruler to measure all things in the world."

"The dynasty needs merit and luck, it needs the Nine Cauldrons, and it also needs the ability to use merit and luck to change the dynasty's national destiny in the world."

"But Yunzhong Jun gave me this art of dynasty destiny for more than just more silk and copper coins."

Linghua Jun thought about it and seemed to understand Yunzhong Jun's thoughts.

"Yun Zhongjun may want to create a prosperous dynasty in the human world."

"Only in this way can we be said to be seeking not just one life, but all eternity."

before that.

Linghua Jun also thought that throughout history, there has never been such a dynasty that can use merit and fortune to cast various spells and thus influence the human world.

Where else could there be such an emperor who was so blessed by heaven, and where else could there be a national teacher like her who could use magical powers to command the gods of the nine states.

Yun Zhongjun is gradually using merit as a yardstick or standard of measurement to create a dynasty that can change the fortunes of the human world through incense and merit, and ultimately turn the entire world into a mythical human world.

Thinking of this, Linghua Jun gradually became clear about what he should do next.

"The Nine Cauldrons have already appeared in the world, and we still need an emperor who can unify the nine states."

"But all of this is just the beginning. The Nine Cauldrons can allow the emperor to see the destiny and know the rise and fall of destiny. An emperor who can unify the nine provinces is just the beginning of establishing a dynasty."

"Wen Shenyou may be carrying the destiny, but if it is not on him, it will naturally fall on someone else. The unification of the Nine Provinces was decided by Yun Zhongjun, and it will not be changed because of one person or one clan."

"But what else is needed to turn this world into a true divine dynasty where incense and merit are the measure of luck?"

In the garden.

Linghua Jun sees the changes that are still happening now, but he has no idea what this human world will look like in the future.
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The fifth day of May is a big day.

This day is celebrated in all parts of Kyushu. In some places it is called the Tianzhong Festival, in some places it is called the Yulan Festival. People have the custom of picking herbs and bathing on this day. Taoism calls this day the Dila Festival, a day to worship ancestors and gods and pray for blessings.

Everyone in Huajing City inserted calamus and mugwort in the cracks of their doors or on pillars. Girls put pomegranate flowers on their heads as hairpins and happily went to the river to watch the temple fair.

As soon as it gets dark, yin and yang intersect and gods and ghosts enter the human world.

Gods such as the earth gods, mountain gods, ghost gods, etc. are not allowed to enter the human world at will, but on the day of the festival, mortals will carry out the statues of the gods or hold various sacrifices.

Ghosts and gods can also take this opportunity to be carried by mortals in the city or enter places of sacrifice.

Take a look at the scene on earth and celebrate with the people in the city.

If someone opens his Dharma eyes, he will see all kinds of Dharma images in the city.

Huajing was the capital of the Southern Dynasties. There were countless temples of various kinds, and naturally there were also many ghosts and gods.

Some worshipped Suanni, some worshipped Baxia, and some even worshipped Bashe as well. During this festival, all the temples were filled with incense.

"Roar!" In front of the Dragon King Temple, you can see a golden dragon roaring past.

"Om~" In front of the temple, monks were chanting scriptures and reciting mantras, but they did not see any ghosts or gods passing through the trees at dusk and entering the human world.

In front of the Temple of the God of Craftsmen, shamans were performing the Nuo dance. The God of Craftsmen with the face of a ghost walked out from the illusion and looked into the distance.

The ghosts and gods were in different places, looking at the Huajing City and talking to each other.

"This capital city in the human world is truly extraordinary. It is truly bustling and prosperous."

"It's still incomparable to Haoli. The Yin house in Haoli is like a city, and the city is like the palace of heaven. Except for fewer people, it has everything you need."

"The human world has its own flavor, and the wild grass has its own flavor. Although we have all died and entered the netherworld, we all came from this human world. It's not bad to come back and take a look occasionally."

Even the pythons that were digging the Gyeonggi Subway Line 2 took a break and stopped working overtime to dig holes at night.

The souls of several pythons were invited to Huajing by mortal shamans through the welcoming ritual. They leaned over the grass-born pythons that were held high by a group of shamans and passed through the city.

Humans who have turned into ghosts and gods have their own circles, and naturally there are also circles among the Ba snakes.

When the spirit followed the shaman on his night tour, he also talked about things on earth and underground.

"There's nothing to see on this land. It's just full of people, and it's so noisy."

"Hey, the guy who's beating the gong over there, stop beating it."

"We are here in spirit form, and we mortals can't see or hear anything, so why are you yelling so loudly?"

"Haoli is still good, but everything requires merit. We can't even afford a roasted elephant."

"I just recently built a shrine in Haoli, and all the merits are gone."

"Tell me, why are our merits so useless? Did that ghost uncle take some kickbacks?"

The pythons gathered together, and these big-mouthed demon snakes spoke indignantly about their miserable lives. In their eyes, none of the great gods were decent.

"And the Lord of the Peony Dragon Pond is so stingy. As the Dragon King, we just ate a little more at his banquet, but now he doesn't even invite us. How hateful, how hateful."

"When we become great gods one day, we won't invite them. We can roast ten elephants a day and eat them, which will make these dragons who look down on us envious to death."

"What dragons? They are just a bunch of cart pullers. Their heads are tilted up to the sky every day. I don't think they are any better than us diggers."

Among ghosts and gods, few can eat more than the basset snake.

Swallowing mountains and eating elephants is not false.

Although the creatures in the weeds were all transformed, they also consumed merits in order to be transformed. A python could swallow an elephant in one bite, and one python was equivalent to a whole hall of guests.

Although the master of the Peony Dragon Pond was hospitable and managed all the affairs of the Peony Dragon Pond during the day, he would host a banquet for his guests in the divine palace among the weeds at night.

But this evil guest, the Bashe, came every time and would eat a lot as soon as he got there. After so many times, the owner of the Peony Dragon Pond didn't say anything, but one day he suddenly stopped allowing them to come.

Although the evil guest, Bashe, did not dare to say anything to the Dragon King in person, he scolded the Lord of the Peony Dragon Pond in private.

Even the entire dragon clan.

In Bashe's eyes, it also became not so good.

The big-mouthed python spoke wantonly, and at this time there was a sudden bright light in the sky, nine clouds fell together, and the moonlight penetrated the clouds and illuminated the earth.

Then, he vaguely saw a figure covered in clouds and with a dim yellow light behind his head walking down from the sky.

In an instant, all beings with the status of ghosts and gods looked up at the sky, and the originally unbridled voices became low in an instant, leaving only the sound of mortals' gongs and drums.

"Yun Zhongjun!"

"Yun Zhongjun has also descended to the lower world."

But the moonlight and auspicious clouds disappeared in an instant, and the figure of the immortal saint could no longer be found.

Although various ghosts and gods still remain in the human world, they have become much more restrained.

Only the people in the city still didn't know what had happened. Amid the lights and decorations, men, women, old and young gathered in front of the temple fair and applauded the shamans who came to welcome the ghosts and gods. The children looked at the shamans' terrifying masks with curiosity, but turned their heads back in fear.

However, in the Yunzhong Palace Temple, a shaman saw from afar that there were actually two Linghua Juns sitting on the shore of the pond.

The witches rubbed their eyes.

Both "Linghua Jun" wore masks, and it was difficult to tell which one was the "real" one and which one was the "fake" one.

Everyone was horrified and didn't dare to look anymore. They just knelt on the ground far away and kowtowed continuously.

On the night of Tianzhong Festival, the human world and the gods have become mixed together.

Yun Zhongjun came to the human world and looked at the Donghua River connected to the pool in the distance.

The Dragon Boat Festival is called the Tianzhong Festival. No one rows dragon boats in the river yet, and there are not even any rice dumplings at this time. It’s really hard to get used to it.

Yun Zhongjun heard Linghuajun talking about her thoughts and her speculations about the so-called overall situation in the human world that he had set up, the divine dynasty of destiny that was about to appear on the earth and measure merit.

Ling Huajun already knew that a dynasty of destiny would be born on earth, but she still had no idea what the human world would be like next.

Then, Yun Zhongjun asked this question.

“What do you think merit is?”

Linghua Jun thought for a moment and said, "It is the merits and demerits of a mortal's life. Doing good will bring you merits, and doing evil will bring you sins."

Yun Zhongjun said, "You are only talking about one aspect. There is another aspect. Merit is like the copper coins of ghosts and gods outside the Yang world. It's just that we don't need you to exchange them with anything. Instead, we calculate your merit through your various behaviors."

Linghua Jun: "God, be merciful."

Yun Zhongjun asked again: "Have you ever thought about why we have to count your merits based on your words and deeds?"

Ling Huajun thought for a moment, and from her perspective as a national teacher, she said, "I think the God wants to reward the good and punish the evil, and bring order to this world."

Yun Zhongjun looked at it and said, "From the perspective of ordinary people, it is indeed so. However, if we look at it from the perspective of a dynasty, or a long-term perspective that exceeds a lifetime, simply rewarding good and punishing evil and maintaining order is a little low."

Ling Huajun tried to think about it again, but he still couldn't figure it out: "Lingzi is so stupid, I really don't know what else this merit can be used for?"

Yun Zhongjun pondered for a while and told Linghuajun about something that had made him very hesitant and confused recently.

He and the Moon Goddess lived in the sky above the palace, separated from the human world for too long and too far away. Sometimes he also hoped to know what mortals were thinking from Linghua Jun, and to know how the human world viewed certain things.

"Not long ago, the Moon God and I discussed whether to start the Netherworld Reincarnation and summon the Great Sima and the Lesser Sima."

When Linghua Jun heard the name of the Moon Goddess, he lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

"Reincarnation?"

"The God of Destiny?"

She thought of what the flower-picking monk Kong Hui had asked her before, but she really didn't know whether there was reincarnation in this world.

If so, who was she in her previous life and who will she be in her next life?

Yun Zhongjun looked at the waves in the pond. Under the moonlight, his and Ling Huajun's figures were reflected in the waves.

"Remember what I told you?"

"Most people in this world cannot go to the netherworld. Life is the beginning and death is the end."

“But once the cycle of reincarnation begins, all living beings on earth will enter a state of neither birth nor death.”

"From now on, life is not a beginning, and death is not an end."

Hearing this, Linghua Jun immediately looked at Yunzhong Jun in surprise, but she still didn't fully understand what it meant.

Yun Zhongjun did not move, his eyes still looking at himself in the water.

"It all began from the moment the reincarnation cycle in the netherworld began and the names of all living beings were recorded in the Book of Destiny."

"For all living beings in the world, there is no longer any so-called return to ashes, return to ashes."

“What you bring into this world, you take out of this world.”

"Every intelligent and spiritual being in the world will be reincarnated after death, and their souls will continue to exist in this world from life to life."

Yun Zhongjun's voice faded away with the ripples, and the shadow in the pool also became blurred.

"There is no life and no death."

"Without beginning or end."

After listening to this, Linghua Jun was completely stunned. She could understand what Yunzhong Jun said.

But when one day everyone in this world will continue to live in this world as if they were immortal, she still felt a strong shock.

It was as if there was something extremely grand in the universe that suddenly pressed down on her, making her feel extremely longing, but also an inexplicable fear, as if she, as a mortal, could not bear that heavy weight.

One day, an immortal saint tells you that from now on, mortals can also enter the era of immortality in another way.

Should they be ecstatic or should they wonder whether they can afford eternal life?

Linghua Jun didn’t dare to think deeply, or she didn’t have an answer for the time being, so she could only ask another question.

"Lord God, is this reincarnation also related to that merit?"

Yun Zhongjun finally raised his head, looked at her and asked.

"Have you ever thought about why we started the immortal cycle of reincarnation, so that everyone in the world has no beginning and no end? What is the meaning of doing all this?"

Linghua Jun didn't dare to speak. Her breathing was a little rapid and she seemed very nervous. She just looked at Yunzhong Jun and shook her head.

Yun Zhongjun had a long gaze and his voice was as light as the wind.

"The ultimate meaning of merit lies in that cycle of reincarnation."

Yun Zhongjun told her.

"The beginning of the cycle of reincarnation is not to allow sentient beings to fall into it, but to allow sentient beings to transcend birth, aging, sickness and death in the cycle of reincarnation. Eventually, one day, everyone will be able to transcend the ordinary and attain enlightenment and become immortals."

"The significance of merit is to calculate the merit of a mortal through every action and decision he makes in his life, so as to constantly restrain his words and deeds, and ultimately let him realize the true meaning of his existence."

"In every life, there are always some people who can achieve enlightenment and find a goal to reach, even if it takes thousands of reincarnations."

"When his consciousness transcends the mortal body, and when his great wish lasts for eternity, he can transcend the six realms of reincarnation and soar beyond the three realms." "He will become an immortal and attain true immortality."

In fact, if Linghuajun had some different thinking, he would be able to hear something beyond the mythology from Yunzhongjun's words, or Yunzhongjun's words and many of his ideas would not seem to be spoken from the perspective of a god, even if they were named after god mythology.

But at this moment, even Yun Zhongjun himself could not tell the difference between technology and mythology.

How different is the immortal in the myth from an immortal who has been implanted with the red spider lily's nervous system, transformed through bone alloy editing technology, and can travel between the real and virtual yin and yang.

What’s more, it’s Lord Linghua.

Linghuajun stood there, not knowing how to respond after hearing Yunzhongjun's words. What the other party said was completely beyond her imagination.

"Can every living being in the world attain enlightenment and become an immortal?"

"How is this possible?"

Linghua Jun felt that this was simply the greatest ambition in the world, so great that it seemed unrealistic. That was an immortal. If one day someone told you that everyone in the world could become an immortal and achieve eternal immortality, how could she believe it?

But the one who told her about this great ambition was none other than another immortal saint.

Yun Zhongjun asked her, "Why not?"

Ling Huajun couldn't say: "But...but..."

Yun Zhongjun looked at Ling Huajun, who was at a loss and didn't dare to look him in the eye. He slowly moved his gaze to the other side and continued speaking.

"But the Moon Goddess wanted to promote the reincarnation of souls, but I didn't agree."

Linghua Jun quickly said: "Of course, everyone in this world can become an immortal."

Yun Zhongjun shook his head: "It's not that the Moon God is generous, nor that I am stingy."

"You don't understand. The Moon Goddess is not worried about you becoming immortals. In other words, she hopes that you can all become immortals, not because she is kind and generous."

"It's because even if all the people in the world became immortals, every immortal is just a part of her magical power."

Wangshu was able to arrange tens of thousands of monsters into a brain array and arrange them into a paradise to provide him with the resources to become an immortal.

Jiang Chao could naturally imagine that the Moon Goddess could arrange billions of immortals and gods into a matrix, burn them into a chip as big as a planet, and then install a light bulb on the outside and hang it behind his head as a halo.

Every time your intelligence (computing power) increases, hers also increases. Every magical power (technology) you master will be integrated into hers.

All living beings want to cultivate and become immortals, and she wishes that everyone could ascend to heaven.

She was waiting above the nine heavens, and the circle of light behind her head was slowly gathering together, and she was very happy.

Who knows, she might even have to compile a set of "Heavenly Prison Reporting Immortal Scriptures" by then.

When she pinched the orchid finger in her hand and picked up the flower and smiled, the circle of light behind her head began to rotate, and the billions of immortals embedded in it began to recite the "Immortal Scripture" together, which spread in the universe in the form of energy waves.

The circle of light behind the head rotates once, and billions of immortals recite the scriptures billions of times, spreading the signal of the "immortal scriptures" throughout the universe.

A true immortal or saint is one who is compassionate and saves people from suffering.

If the association is expanded a little further, Jiang Chao can even think of it.

Wherever the energy wave passes through the universe, it hears the chanting of living beings, mechanical entities, all flesh brains, computers, or all beings that can receive signals.

They will immediately be assimilated and brainwashed by the information transmitted by the energy wave, injected with the personality and soul she wants, and change accordingly, and master the cyber cultivation technology.

Eventually, he practiced all the way up and ascended to the sky, running desperately towards the halo behind the moon god Wangshu's head.

Yun Zhongjun seemed to have foreseen such a beautiful scene, and even suspected whether Yueshen really had such an intention when she implemented this plan.

but.

This is just his imagination and it may not turn out like this.

“And the reason I hesitated about whether to start this soul reincarnation is not because I was stingy.”

"I don't know if this is right or wrong, and I don't know where it will lead once I embark on this path."

"but."

When Yun Zhongjun said this, he looked at his own fairy hair in the water, which was actually shining with silver light under the moonlight.

"Everything has come to this point. If I do nothing, everything will go to the worst possible direction."

"And if I take the initiative to do it, even if the final outcome is not good, at least I can control part of it."

Ghosts, demons, and dragons have all appeared one after another. The existence of those half-mechanical, half-living creatures has begun to spread on a large scale. If nothing is done, Yun Zhongjun can imagine what the earth and the world will look like in a chaos where ghosts, gods, demons, and dragons are wreaking havoc.

It seems even more meaningless to erase everything now and reverse the process to reset everything back to the original ancient times when there was nothing.

In this case, let’s start the cycle of reincarnation and let everyone reach the path to immortality through reincarnation.

If it fails in this life, then it will fail for thousands of lives.

Even if it takes a long time, even if by that time he may have completed his plan to return home and left this place.

Finally, as long as we follow the process under this design, all beings including humans, ghosts, monsters and dragons can ascend together and complete the transformation together.

The night of Tianzhong Festival.

Yun Zhongjun suddenly came to Huajing City to take a look and meet Linghuajun.

In addition to wanting to see the festive night scene of the capital, he also had some doubts in his mind and wanted to get some feedback from Linghuajun, a native of this city.

But as he spoke, Yun Zhongjun felt that some issues gradually became clear.

Some choices are not just about doing or not doing.

It’s about what will happen if you do it and what will happen if you don’t do it.

Yun Zhongjun had been standing still, but suddenly he started walking, and Ling Huajun followed him.

Stepping over the green grass beside the pond, vine monsters emerged from the ground and headed towards Yun Zhongjun.

Finally, the dense vines intertwined together and formed a bridge over the surface of the pool.

Yunzhongjun walked on the bridge over the water, and Linghuajun followed.

Ling Huajun couldn't help but ask: "Lord God, what is reincarnation like?"

Yun Zhongjun told her: "When reincarnation begins, people will gradually possess something called a soul. The memory of a person's first reincarnation and the so-called nature that was formed will remain in the soul, even if the body decays."

"After you have settled all your merits and sins, your soul will follow you to the next reincarnation. You will forget your past and start a new life, but your original true self will never change."

"Every time you reincarnate into a new body, your true self will gradually awaken, and then a new level of training will begin."

"But if you fail to become an immortal in this life, you will start over in the next life. Your true self will return to the original state of the first life and begin to be tempered again."

“Throughout the ages, even though people have changed bodies one after another, their true selves remain.”

"Until one has a true enlightenment in this life, he will be able to find back all his past events, and he will no longer be an ordinary mortal, but a true immortal who has gone through countless tribulations."

Speaking of this, Yun Zhongjun asked himself.

"This is the process of a mortal becoming an immortal."

"If you can become an immortal in this lifetime, that would be the best. If not, then reincarnation after reincarnation is no different from that of an ordinary mortal. You just live in this world as a different person."

But for some reason, when Yun Zhongjun was speaking, he was full of uncertainty, and one could even say he was questioning himself.

After listening to it, Linghuajun did not feel the hesitation and self-doubt that Yunzhongjun asked herself. Instead, she felt very yearning after listening to it.

"My nature never changes. Even if I reincarnate for thousands of lifetimes, one day I will be able to find my true self in the first life."

Her eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly felt that the great terror between life and death was not so terrifying at that moment.

She said, "If that's the case, there's nothing to be afraid of over there."

Yun Zhongjun looked at her and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Ling Huajun asked: "May I ask, Lord God, does Lingzi have a soul?"

Yun Zhongjun shook his head: "Before reincarnation, where do people's souls come from?"

Ling Huajun asked quickly, "Can Lingzi be the first mortal with a soul in the world?"

Yun Zhongjun looked at her and said, "If you die, I can let you obtain the position of a ghost or god, or become a heavenly official. At least you won't have to worry about life and death for hundreds of years."

Ling Huajun shook his head: "Lingzi knows that ghosts and gods can only live for one or two hundred years at most. When the time comes, they can only return to dust. If so, they will eventually enter reincarnation."

“As for becoming an immortal, even if the Lord God is willing to save the world, Lingzi asks himself that he is afraid that he will not be able to become an immortal in that lifetime.”

"But even so, as long as I can keep my true self in the reincarnation and regain all the memories of this life one day, Lingzi is still willing to wait for that day."

Yunzhongjun looked at Linghuajun and asked her.

"Are you afraid of life and death?"

Linghua Jun: “I don’t know.”

Yun Zhongjun: “I don’t know?”

Linghua Jun: "I don't know whether I am afraid of life and death, or I am afraid that after death everything will return to dust and nothing will be left behind."

She has too many beautiful things in this life, things that she will cherish for thousands of lifetimes and cannot give up. If they were to disappear into the dust, even though she knew that she would no longer have the ability to be unwilling by then, she would still feel a strong sense of unwillingness at this moment.

The vine bridge under his feet continued to extend into the distance, and Yun Zhongjun walked on the bridge and gradually disappeared on the water under the moonlight.

"If you have really thought it through, come to see me at the Sun Shrine tomorrow."

This is how Yun Zhongjun responded to her when he left.
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Dainichi Shrine.

Yun Zhongjun was wearing the celestial robe made by the Weaver Girl herself. He looked at the chip named soul model in his hand, his eyes full of hesitation.

Before this, he seemed to have never hesitated about anything like this.

Perhaps it was because he understood that even if some things had happened before, many things could be saved and changed, but at this moment he knew that once he started on this path, there would be no way to turn back for many things.

"She is coming."

Yun Zhongjun, who was wearing celestial clothes but did not have a halo behind his head in the mortal world, stood in the center of the Great Sun Palace. Behind him appeared a fairy with a halo, colorful clothes, fairy clothes and a flawless face, making the originally otherworldly Yun Zhongjun seem as if he had fallen into dust.

Yun Zhongjun did not respond and continued looking at the thing called "soul".

The Moon Goddess asked him, "I feel like you're very uneasy. Why? I don't understand."

The Moon Goddess said: "You didn't do anything. Even if she had the chip implanted, everything would still be the same as before. She should live her life the same way as before."

"The only difference is that after her death, all her memories and personality will be recorded and left behind, and then she will start her next life."

"They were supposed to return to dust, but now they have a brand new future."

Yun Zhongjun did not talk about the topic that Yueshen mentioned, but mentioned another existence in the Great Sun Palace.

"I'm thinking about the Weaver Girl."

Moon Goddess: "What happened to her?"

Yun Zhongjun: "In fact, I have always known that everything about her is no longer the same as the one I first knew. But every time she appears in front of me, she is as innocent and romantic as before, saying the same words that never change, and asking the same questions as at the beginning."

"Even though I know that everything about her is not the same as the one I knew at the beginning, every time, I still unconsciously regard Zhinu as the Qingyi I knew at the beginning."

"I wonder, what is she to me?"

Yun Zhongjun also didn’t know what was more important to him: the body, the brain, or the memory that remembered himself?
Or.

The so-called Qingyi, this living being, is nothing more than the shadow of the other person that remains in his mind.

Or in other words, even if the other person has forgotten all his memories, as long as that innocent personality remains, the Qingyi he knows is still alive.

Yun Zhongjun looked at the "soul" with deep doubts.

“What is a human being?”

the other side.

Linghua Jun arrived at the Great Sun Temple riding on Suanni. She walked up the stairs of the Great Sun Temple. When she reached the highest point, she saw a group of white cranes flying around under the Great Sun Temple.

One of the white cranes flew over and turned into a little boy and walked over.

"Linghua Jun."

Linghua Jun also recognized the other person and touched his head.

"White boy."

The white boy dodged immediately, turned his body around, and turned into a huge white crane.

Baihe said, "Come up, I will take you to the top, where Yunzhongjun is now."

Linghua Jun sat on it, covered with feather robes, and the white boy flapped his wings and flew up.

Flying over layers of ancient eaves, it continued to fly upwards along the incredible ancient buildings.

Seeing the "Xianque" getting closer and closer.

Linghua Jun was so happy that he couldn't help but tell the crane demon Bai Tongzi, whom he was familiar with.

"Bai Tongzi, after today, I may not die."

The white boy asked her, "Do you want to be immortal?"

Ling Huajun shook his head: "No."

Bai Tongzi was very surprised: "Then why do you say you won't die?"

Linghua Jun said: "Even if this body returns to dust, I will still be alive one day."

"No, I should say that one day I will find my true self."

“Don’t forget everything in this life, even after thousands of lifetimes.”

Bai Tongzi sent Linghua Jun to the front of the palace. After Linghua Jun fell down, Bai Tongzi looked at her back and asked her a question.

"Does that mean that even after countless reincarnations, you still remember me, Bai Tongzi?"

"You gave me my name."

Linghua Jun looked at Bai Tongzi and said with a smile.

"Just tell me you are Bai Tongzi, and I will remember you."

"But if you turn into a white crane and fly over here, there are so many crane monsters in the world, I'm afraid I won't be able to recognize you."

Bai Tongzi was unhappy and said quickly.

"Although there are many crane monsters in the world, I, Bai Tongzi, am also different. How can I be compared with those ordinary crane monsters? How can I not recognize them?"

"And if you only know it's me when I call your name, then if some other crane monster comes and tells you his name is Bai Tongzi, wouldn't you also mistake him for Bai Tongzi?"

"Hasn't my name, Bai Tongzi, become a name that anyone can become?"

Linghua Jun thought about it and made an agreement with Bai Tongzi.

"Then when you see me, flap your wings like this and chirp three times, I'll know it's you."

The white boy then happily spread his wings and flew away, hovering in the mist, making three crane-like cries.

The sound was so long that it penetrated the sky.

Linghua Jun looked up at the sky, watched the white crane fly down to the earth and disappear from his sight, and finally walked towards the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Linghua Jun knelt on the ground, and his eyes looked along the hall towards the depths. He saw Yunzhong Jun, who looked more and more like an immortal saint, between the curtains that were fluttering like clouds.

"Lingzi greets Yunzhongjun."

Today, Linghua Jun did not wear a mask, nor did he use any magic to transform into a celestial being. His face was revealed without any embellishment.

Although not as stunning as the heavenly appearance, it is still elegant and refined, and at the same time has a bit more human touch.

She was afraid that one day she would lose her divine appearance and become an ordinary mortal, and Yun Zhongjun would not recognize her.

Yun Zhongjun gradually walked over and slowly stood in front of her.

He asked, "Are you really ready?"

Linghua Jun: "Sir, Lingzi has already thought about it."

She spoke with such finality that Yun Zhongjun finally stopped hesitating after hearing what she said.

Yunzhongjun stretched out his hand and pressed it on Linghuajun's head.

Linghuajun felt the warmth in Yunzhongjun's palm, and could even feel Yunzhongjun's heartbeat through that warmth, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Implant!"

Soon, as the tiny mechanical arm made of Tianyi alloy began to move, the tiny "soul" was implanted into Linghua Jun's body.

This "soul" has no function during a mortal's life. It will not be until one day, when the body fails and even the brain completely withers, that this "soul" will truly start to work.

With a "soul", Linghua Jun opened his eyes.

She looked at herself and found herself still in the same place. She could not see any changes on her body with the naked eye. She did not feel much change when she closed her eyes. It seemed that everything was the same as before.

But looking at Yun Zhongjun's appearance, she knew that she already had a soul and started the path of reincarnation.

She looked at Yun Zhongjun and couldn't help but ask with joy in her heart.

"In this way, Lingzi will also have a soul. When he reincarnates one day, if I appear before the Lord of God again."

"At that time."

"Does the Lord of God still remember Lingzi?"

Yun Zhongjun looked at Ling Huajun, and he didn't know how to respond.

Finally, he just looked at Linghua Jun at this moment and said.

"I will always remember Lord Linghua in the palace today."

(End of this chapter)