Looking back on the development history of Blue Star, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Among these souls, some had low cultivation levels during their lifetime and lingered in the Qi Refining Stage for their entire lives.
Some are just ordinary mortals, working from sunrise to sunset, and having a smooth life.
Some have reached a high level of cultivation and have stood at the highest peak of the Blue Star's cultivation world, looking down on all the other mountains.
No matter what they were like in their lives, after death they became lonely ghosts outside the starry sky, homeless, and could only wander confusedly above the dark sky, waiting for their soul energy to be exhausted and completely dissipate from the world.
These souls may not have made great contributions to the development of Blue Star, but since they have been on Blue Star, they have played some role to a certain extent.
As soon as Yang Fan had an idea, thousands of negative energies suddenly floated out from the Ghost Gate and scattered in all directions.
In an instant, countless confused souls wandering in the dark sky turned their eyes to the Ghost Gate, and then consciously lined up in an orderly manner and walked towards the Ghost Gate.
Whether they can successfully complete reincarnation depends on their merits in their previous life.
If they have not made any notable achievements in their lifetime but have not committed any major mistakes, they will be reborn into an ordinary family and start from scratch to compete with their peers.
If they have committed unforgivable crimes during their lifetime, they will lose the chance of reincarnation and be sent to hell to serve their sentence.
If they were gifted during their lifetime, cared about the people, and made outstanding contributions to the development of Blue Star, they could be reborn into a family of immortal cultivators and have a superior environment for cultivation from birth.
These souls summoned from the gates of hell have not been dead for long, and their souls are still in a relatively clear state.
As for the souls of those who died a long time ago, most of them have already perished. Even if there are still some who have survived, their souls have become so blurred that their appearance cannot be seen clearly, and they may dissipate at any time.
Yang Fan couldn't bring all of these huge numbers of souls into the underworld, so he could only select individual souls and provide one-on-one guidance.
"Soul detector, search for my soul, target, start!"
The Blue Star has developed over the years, from a diameter of 0.32 kilometers to nearly 4 million kilometers. Countless lives have appeared and disappeared in front of Yang Fan. There are not many that he can truly remember. Qi is the first one.
At that time, humans had just walked out of the protected area and had nothing. It was Qi who carried Yang Fan's will and worked hard to lay the foundation for the development of human civilization.
Such an achievement is worthy of Yang Fan personally searching for his soul and guiding him to reincarnation.
However, Yang Fan was a little worried. After so many years, was Qi's soul still there?
Time passed minute by minute, and the soul detector flew through billions of souls, but it still couldn't find Qi's soul.
Yang Fan thought that Qi's soul might have dissipated over the long years, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.
Suddenly, the soul detector flickered and stopped working.
In the starry sky, a vague soul suddenly lit up, was pulled away from the soul sea, and floated in front of Yang Fan.
Ding! The target soul has been found, start!
The soul detector has a cooling time of five days, after which the directional search function can be used again!
Note: Qi's soul is on the verge of collapse due to long-term wandering. Please use spiritual energy to stabilize and strengthen it as soon as possible, otherwise it may dissipate at any time!
Yang Fan did not dare to delay and immediately used the remaining power of faith to exchange for several spiritual energies in the system mall, and slowly infused them into Qi's soul.
Under the restoration of spiritual energy, Qi's soul gradually became clear, and his dormant consciousness gradually awakened.
"Qi, I'm here to pick you up..."
At Yang Fan's call, Qi slowly opened his eyes, and his dull eyes gradually brightened.
"Father God...Are you calling me, Father God?"
Qi stared at Yang Fan blankly, and the memories that had been dormant for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly awakened at this moment.
"It's me, Qi. I'm here to take you home."
After receiving Yang Fan's reply, Qi burst into tears.
"Father God, how much time has passed since I died?"
Yang Fan made a rough estimate and said, "It's been more than 300,000 years..."
"Three hundred thousand years..."
Qi murmured, with an unconcealable vicissitude in his eyes.
In Qi's era, ordinary beings could only live to a hundred years at most. Even the powerful spirit beasts occupying Lingshan could not live more than three hundred years.
Three hundred thousand years was too much time and too long for Qi.
"Father God, does the human race... still exist?"
In Qi's memory, until the moment he passed away, the human race was only a small race on Blue Star and was completely unqualified to be compared with the powerful spiritual beasts.
Three hundred thousand years have passed, and there are too many variables. No one can guarantee that the human race can still exist on the blue planet.
Yang Fan heard Qi's rather panicked tone, smiled, and said, "The human race not only exists, but has also become one of the most powerful races on Blue Star."
"Come, Qi, I'll take you to see what the human race looks like today."
Yang Fan led Qi's soul to the Blue Star and took him to visit every corner of the Shang Dynasty.
Qi was deeply shocked by the current development of the human race. Three hundred thousand years have passed, and the human race has not only not been eliminated in this cruel world, but has developed to such a glorious level, creating a magnificent era of cultivating immortals!
After traveling around Blue Star, Qi was completely relieved.
The human race is no longer the weak race it once was. Over the past 300,000 years, countless talented and ambitious people have stepped forward one after another and pushed the human race to the peak step by step!
Returning to the starry sky, Yang Fan felt reluctant to see Qi turn around and leave, heading towards the gates of hell and embarking on the road to the underworld.
"Qi, stay by my side. I can continue your soul and build your body. After the establishment of the Heavenly Court in the future, you will be able to choose from countless priesthoods."
Yang Fan had developed a heart of cherishing talent, and did not want Qi to step into reincarnation, forget the past, and become one of the countless living beings.
However, Qi just paused and continued to walk forward firmly without looking back.
"Father God, Qi completed his mission three hundred thousand years ago. From the moment he passed away, he... was no longer himself."
Although Yang Fan is the creator god of Blue Star and Qi's master, he is the person he respects most in his heart.
But Qi is not anyone's puppet after all. He has his own thoughts and his own persistence.
Yang Fan respected Qi's idea and did not force him, but just watched him go.
Qi passed through the Ghost Gate, walked along the Yellow Spring Road, passed by the Three Lives Stone, crossed the Naihe Bridge, and finally took a look at Lan Xing on the Wangxiang Terrace. He picked up the turbid soup handed to him by Meng Po, raised his head, and drank it all.
However, when Qi put down the bowl of soup in his hand, Yang Fan could clearly see that there were still a few drops of soup left in the bowl.
"Father God, I can forget everything, but I am unwilling to give up you."
"No matter how many reincarnations I have, as long as Father God commands, I will fight for you, regardless of the countless difficulties and dangers!"
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