Lu Hen Ge didn't know what to say for a moment.
really!
Those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black.
After spending a long time with Lu Hen Ge, Song Mingdao became less like a human and more like a dog.
"She really believes you!"
Lu Hen Ge shook his head.
After all, it is the incarnation of Naihe Bridge. Speaking of lifespan, Naihe Bridge appeared earlier than the birth of Burial Emperor Peak.
In terms of age, Naihe Bridge could be Song Mingdao's great-grandmother, but she was unexpectedly scared to tears by Song Mingdao's words.
Song Mingdao shrugged: "Who cares? As long as I get the tears, that's all."
Lu Hen Ge did not continue to hesitate. He flipped the seals in his hands and murmured the Taoist Heart Sutra. The next second, purple and gold Taoist rhymes flew out of Lu Hen Ge's body and slowly condensed into a yin-yang fish pattern.
The only difference is that the ordinary Yin-Yang fish is black and white, while the Yin-Yang fish condensed by Lu Hen Ge is purple and gold.
"go!"
At the command.
The tears of Naihe Bridge fell into the purple-gold Yin-Yang fish.
Bursts of foul-smelling black air emerged.
Song Mingdao was curious, but did not ask. After all, Lu Henge was busy and it was not good for him to be distracted.
Just a few breaths.
The originally crystal clear teardrops become more dreamy and delicate, giving people a beautiful visual feeling.
Until now.
Song Mingdao couldn't help but ask: "What did you do?"
Lu Hen Ge gently placed the teardrop on the wall of death created by Meng Po. In an instant, ripples appeared on the originally indestructible wall of death, like a stone thrown into the water.
Lu Hen Ge said softly, "Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and tears have five flavors and ten colors. If you want to use the tears of your soul, you need to get rid of these things first."
Song Mingdao thought for a moment and seemed to have thought of something.
This is similar to the effect of Meng Po soup.
Mengpo soup is made from Mengpo's tears, and the soul that drinks Mengpo soup will forget everything, including the seven emotions and six desires when they were alive.
Drink Meng Po soup and forget the past.
In a sense, the tear just now can also be regarded as one of the ingredients of Meng Po soup, but it is a weakened version of the ingredient.
It's like making an elixir.
Some wealthier alchemists can use expensive medicinal materials, accurate proportions, and exquisite fire control to refine top-quality elixirs.
However, there are also some poorer alchemists who want to refine the same kind of elixir and may choose cheap but similar medicinal materials.
The elixir refined in this way is the civilian version of the genuine elixir.
Lu Hen Ge had just used the Dao rhyme to purify the tears on the Naihe Bridge, and this was exactly the idea he had in mind.
The facts prove it.
Lu Hen Ge's idea worked.
As this teardrop fell on the wall of death, a gap wide enough for only one person to pass through slowly emerged.
Seeing this.
Song Mingdao drilled back into Lu Henge's body.
Next!
This is the key this time!
Lu Hen Ge could feel Song Mingdao's nervousness and uneasiness from his emotional fluctuations.
Lu Hen Ge's eyes flashed slightly. He wanted to see how terrifying the so-called Void Dojo was!
and!
Lu Hen Ge had a premonition!
He always felt that the admission ticket to the Void Dojo he got from the system should not just be a key to open the door, but should have other functions.
"Once you go in, don't come out easily. If anything happens, I'll handle it!"
After Lu Hen Ge said this to Song Mingdao in his body, he took a step forward and disappeared into the gap. Looking closely, a faint green color sprouted under his feet with every step Lu Hen Ge took.
Lu Hen Ge didn't notice this, and Song Mingdao didn't notice it either.
The gap disappears.
The wall of death returned to its previous state.
Suddenly.
A figure appeared in front of the wall of death. It was Lu Sheng. There was no sign of crying on her face. She just lowered her head and looked at the green under her feet.
In the underworld full of death, life was born.
As an incarnation of the underworld, Lu Sheng is particularly sensitive to life: "He is about to touch the true meaning of Tao."
In Taoism, there is a widely circulated saying.
Tao gives birth to one.
One gives birth to two.
Two gives birth to three.
Three gives birth to all things.
For immortals, creation is not a difficult thing. The billions of small worlds outside the immortal world are the best proof.
But these small worlds were created by immortals on their own initiative, and it even takes a lot of effort to fill the small world with life.
But Lu Hen Ge has already transcended this level.
Life is born wherever Lu Hen Ge passes, even in such a lifeless environment as the underworld, life can still sprout.
Lu Hen Ge is already infinitely close to the Tao.
Lu Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and she seemed to understand why the imperial pen chose Lu Henge.
Looking at the history of Taoism and Taoist sects, the only person who truly deserves the title of Daozi is Lu Hen Ge.
“If the Investiture of the Gods were to be reopened…”
"Then can I leave my name on the list?"
Lu Sheng's eyes lit up.
If possible, she wouldn't want to stay here.
Look at it this way.
She must hold on to Lu Hen Ge. Although Lu Hen Ge is not very strong now, he has unlimited potential.
As long as Lu Hen Ge is willing, he can reserve a vacant spot for her on the List of Gods.
Just as Lu Sheng was still daydreaming, something clicked in his mind and he turned back to look in the direction of Huangquan Road: "How strange! Someone else has come to the underworld."
now.
A figure has walked through the Yellow Springs Road and arrived at the bridgehead of Naihe Bridge.
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