521 The Daily News
The road to the netherworld was long, and the head and tail of the people could not be seen.
Bright and beautiful flowers covered the land on both sides. Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the land in shock. is this the world after death? â
He didnât expect that the Deva didnât lie to him. It really existed.
âI can only start all over again.â Zhang Ye clenched his fists tightly. He was at a loss and bitter.
There were all sorts of sounds around.
âDidnât I die?â
âIâm also dead.â
âThis is the world of the dead?â
....
The crowd was in an uproar. It was obvious that after closing and opening their eyes, they had suddenly arrived in an unknown land. They felt very strange and panicked. Countless people were discussing and whispering to each other.
âEh? It was the king of Xiao Kingdom! Saber God Zhang Mo!â
Someone cried out in surprise. He seemed to have recognized Zhang Ji and quickly made way for him. Most of the people on the road to the netherworld were citizens of the Xiao Kingdom. Those who had died in the war with the Celestials were now crowded in the netherworld.
âYouâre at the front.â Someone said.
Zhang Ji fell silent for a moment, feeling very guilty. If what the Deva had said was true, then he was indeed a spy for the Deva. He had helped the Deva expand his power, which was a huge loss of face.
He quickly waved his hand and said, â itâs the world of the dead. Thereâs no need to care about your identity when you were alive.
The people around him quickly agreed.
After a few twists and turns, Zhang Ji looked around curiously and examined his surroundings carefully. This was the world of the dead? What mysterious existence was in charge of it?
At this moment, news came from the front of the group.
theyâve been queuing for half a month. I heard that theyâve suspended their stock again!
weâre temporarily closing our business. Itâs said that too many people died in this war. The netherworld is full and itâs hard to manage!
itâs said that lady Meng Po has started again, but she has asked the black and white ghosts to recruit people.
....
Zhang Ye had a strange expression on his face when he heard this. Recruiting?
âThis, this ... What do you mean by that?â
Zhang Xiao looked at the crowd in the distance and suddenly felt that his life had been in vain. He could not help but look amazed. The world of the dead was really unfathomable.
There were various special personnel in charge of reincarnation. It was said that the highest level was the mysterious Supreme existence who was in charge of the reincarnation Palace?
After waiting in line to rest for a few days, people continued to pour in, and he could vaguely see a stream of people ahead.
Zhang Ji gradually saw the bridge of helplessness, the home-viewing terrace, and the three-lives stone. The people on the bridge were crying and mourning. After finding out the specific effects, Zhang Ji couldnât help but be shocked and feel even more respectful.
However, he was also extremely bitter in his heart. He was already dead. This Yellow Springs Road was his last path. He had completely forgotten everything. His heart was filled with regret, confusion, and incomparable regret.
He wanted to change everything, but he didnât know where to start.
He laughed, his face filled with the vicissitudes of life. in the face of death, all life is equal. Before the reincarnation, everything is illusory.
Gradually, as the road moved forward, someone in the crowd in front pointed at the poem engraved on the bridge of helplessness and exclaimed, â the Paramita flower blooms, the Paramita flower sighs on the bridge of helplessness. Iâve forgotten my past life in this life, so how can I stay by my old friend in the next life ... Itâs really a good poem!â
I heard the black and white impermanences said that this was left by a reincarnated person a long time ago.
âEh? Thatâs strange. Since he canât remember his next life and this life, and he has no ties to it, itâs a whole new life. Why would he write this poem?â
âCould it be that in the next life, you still want to do something to the people of the previous life?â
thatâs ridiculous. How can someone still remember their past and present lives? â
...
Zhang Xiao listened to the discussions around him and was slightly shocked. He seemed to have some special thoughts in his heart and secretly clenched his fists.
âPerhaps, I have. chance ...â
Gradually, Zhang San came to the end of the bridge. He saw the three-lives stone and the legendary mengpo. It was indeed extremely ugly, ferocious, and ugly. Just a smile from it would make one shiver.
âNumber 124529, next life, path of the heaven-born.â The old and hoarse voice sounded, and everyone was envious. Becoming a Deva was the most honorable existence, and it was something that countless people couldnât even dream of.
âCan you wait a moment ...â Zhang Ye could not help but ask.
Meng Po was shocked. She looked at the man and sized him up. everyone is waiting in line. It took them a long time to get their turn. They canât wait to be reincarnated, but youâre still waiting? â
Zhang Ye nodded nervously.
âIf you want to wait, then wait ...â Meng Po didnât pay attention to him. Zhang Ji silently returned to the beginning of the yellow Springs Road. He stood in the distance and waited quietly. He curled up in a corner and watched the newcomers die one by one.
He observed everyoneâs expression without blinking.
These people had just appeared in this world of the dead. They were very frightened and nervous.
maybe it exists, maybe it doesnât ... The moment the person Iâm looking for arrived in hell ... He would definitely be very calm. When other people encountered such a mysterious and unknown situation, their first reaction would be to look around nervously ... This man, on the other hand, shouldnât be nervous. Instead, he should be reminiscing, looking familiar, or something of the sort.â
He didnât know if it existed, but he had to wait and try!
If there was someone who remembered reincarnation like this, he would definitely appear. After all, as long as one lived, one would die.
How smart was he?
I donât remember, but if someone does, then that person might be able to ...
This was his last chance.
After all, he was a formidable person. Ordinary people would not have thought of this and tried it decisively.
As the days passed, the yellow Springs Road was filled with people. Zhang Ji had been waiting all this time, as if he had become a nail in the coffin. He had also witnessed the continuous improvement of the netherworld.
During this period of time, there was also news from the front.
the black and white impermanence Lords have brought back a strange tree. Itâs screaming. Itâs so strange ... It was said that he was a temporary public servant who would appear in hell ... He looks very timid and strange.â
Zhang Xiaoâs expression suddenly became slightly strange. The black and white impermanences that he had mentioned before, had they returned?
A few days passed.
âMy God, itâs said that the Treeman is whimsical and plans to build a city there! Heâs working on some construction blueprint and is preparing to carry bricks with the dead souls. I donât know what heâs doing at all ...â
A few days passed.
âitâs said that lady meng po ordered the tree man to solve the loneliness of our long wait on the road to the netherworld. the tree man came up with the idea of publishing newspapers! So that we wonât be so bored!â
daily newspaper? whatâs that? â
...
The daily newspaper?
Even blade God Zhang Mo was curious.
As a result, in just a few days, â newspaper stands â facilities were added on the yellow Springs Road. There were newspapers placed inside, and it was said that they had to be retrieved and put out at will.
Some of the people who had been waiting bitterly on the road to the netherworld and lining up to be reincarnated were really lonely and bored. They couldnât help but pick up a newspaper to kill time. In the end, within a few days, they were instantly fascinated.
On the entire Yellow Springs Road, almost every living being was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a newspaper and reading it.
He didnât even have the heart to line up.
â.....â
Although Zhang Ji was a formidable character, he was also slightly curious. The world after death was really mysterious.
Even a Celestial Emperor like him could not help but pick up a so-called newspaper and read it. The words âSamsara dailyâ were written on it in large font. A small headline on the first page read, â
âShocking! Fengdu Ghost City is being built and is planning to hire workers with generous rewards?â
This title was very strange. For a moment, Zhang Ji did not know why, but he had a strong desire to read it. He continued to read, â to realize the construction of the netherworld town, to enrich the spiritual life of the vengeful spirits in the reincarnation netherworld, and to realize the three modernization ...
It was a long and voluminous article, and he actually unknowingly continued to read it. It was a very strange feeling, and after reading it, he even had the thought of taking the initiative to help build Fengdu.
He then looked at the other pages of the newspaper, which seemed to have just been opened. There was not much â News â content, mainly â novels â. There seemed to be a novel called â records of the alchemy Emperor â.
Alchemy Emperor, do not enter the forest, the first test of love.
This writing style was really good.
Unknowingly, he had become addicted to it.
âThe Magus world? Sorcery? Spiritual power?â Zhang Ji pondered silently. He felt that he had a special intuition in this novel. It contained Some Kind of Heaven and earth truth that should not be underestimated. There was a world-shaking secret.
this first chapter isnât simple. There are some concepts in it that are worth trying. Zhang Ji was known as the saber God, which was enough to show how terrifying his cultivation talent was. Could it be that this had actually happened in the book?