"No, the road to the underworld is long, and the infection is too severe. I'm afraid the great karma of all beings bidding farewell will not be able to protect fellow Daoist from reaching the final reincarnation."
Wang Wenqing's gaze fell on the Taoist priest Han Guang.
The infection in the body of the deceased Taoist Han Guang was still eroding his protection at a very fast speed.
The speed of protection of ambition karma cannot keep up with the speed of erosion.
Follow this procedure.
Infection is a matter of time.
Now, what Taoist Hanguan lacks is time. He needs time to reach the end of the Yellow Springs Road and enter the cycle of reincarnation.
The other side.
The ghost of Taoist Hanguan, feeling the condition of his body, couldn't help but raise his head and look forward.
Looking at the long road to the underworld ahead.
"It seems there is no afterlife after all."
The next moment after the Taoist priest Han Guang murmured.
Taoist Hanguang was suddenly startled. He suddenly discovered that the speed of infection had slowed down. To be more precise, the speed of protection was like a torrent converging and began to compete with the infection.
Feeling the situation change.
Taoist Hanguan seemed to sense something and raised his head to look above his head.
Next second.
Taoist Master Hanguang was stunned. Three umbrellas floated over his head without him noticing.
One of the umbrellas was opening.
Shield them from the storms of infection, provide them with a protective umbrella, accompany them, and protect them on their long road to the underworld.
"This is……"
Taoist Master Hanguan recognized the origin of the three umbrellas.
"Three Worlds Umbrella."
He couldn't help but turn around and look at the Ghost Gate behind him. As he expected, he saw Qin Ye standing at the Ghost Gate.
Taoist Han Guang said at once.
"Is this the preparation you made for me, the old Taoist priest, to wait for you? Hold up the Three Worlds Umbrella."
Also at this time.
At the gate of hell.
Qin Ye looked at the old Taoist Han Guang with a smile and said slowly.
"Old man, are you satisfied with this parting gift?"
When Taoist Master Hanguang heard this, he shook the whisk in his hand, stroked his beard, opened his mouth and uttered two words slowly.
"Thanks."
At this time, Taoist Master Hanguan was walking on the Yellow Springs Road, and was already far away from the Ghost Gate. His voice could no longer reach the Ghost Gate. The crowd and the ghosts all judged Taoist Master Hanguan's words by his mouth shape.
In addition to paying attention to his words, the crowd and the ghosts also paid attention to the three umbrellas held above the head of the Taoist priest Han Guang.
Professor Chen's eyes were bright and she was familiar with a vast amount of knowledge that transcended the secular world. She spoke at this moment.
"Is it the Three Worlds Umbrella?"
Accompanied by words.
She had a hint of guilt in her heart.
As early as Qin Ye proposed the materials for paper-binding, she had a vague guess in her mind, and now her guess turned out to be correct.
Can't help it.
Professor Chen couldn't help but murmur as she watched Taoist Master Hanguang walk deeper into the Yellow Springs Road.
"The Three-Life Umbrella is the highest form of funeral etiquette throughout history. Legend has it that it's not something that ordinary paper-folding craftsmen can create. Only those who have accumulated virtue throughout their lives, and only those with great merit and virtue, can craft it."
"This is because the Three-Life Umbrella is the most sincere blessing for the deceased, and it carries the karma of the maker. If it is not made by a person of great merit, they will not be able to bear the karmic consequences of making the Three-Life Umbrella."
As she spoke, Professor Chen looked at the three umbrellas opened to protect Taoist Master Han Guang and said.
"The first of the Three Worlds Umbrella is the Yellow Springs Umbrella. May the deceased have a safe journey."
The words fell.
Looking at the second umbrella that was gradually opening, Taoist Hanguan's steps on the Yellow Springs Road were no longer difficult due to the infection, and it was as if he was walking on flat ground.
Professor Chen said.
"The second one is the umbrella for protecting the afterlife, which symbolizes a smooth road to the afterlife."
The sound begins.
Professor Chen looked towards the third umbrella that had been opened, and saw that the infection that had been corroding the body of the deceased Taoist Han Guang had not only stopped advancing, but was actually suppressing it.
Professor Chen couldn't help but murmur.
"The third one, the umbrella that protects the afterlife, signifies an extraordinary next life."
Also at this time.
Qin Ye looked at the Taoist Han Guang from afar and said slowly.
"One hand protects the underworld, one hand protects the afterlife, and one hand protects the next life. The old man is gone."
The voice rang out for a moment.
As if it was tacitly understood.
This moment.
Be it Wang Wenqing, the man in black fog, or even the Ghost Queen Yanzhi, at this moment, some bowed slightly, some saluted, and some clasped their fists, and they all spoke at the same time.
At the same time.
Daxia is everywhere in the world.
It seems to have been infected by Mount Wutai, Mount Wudang, the ancient cultivation families, etc...
Everyone spoke at the same time.
"Farewell, fellow Daoist."
"Respectfully send off Senior Hanguang."
"Respectfully sent to the donor."
"With all due respect..."
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