Bingsan did what he said, and couldn't wait to show himself. He walked over and announced that he would recruit the man as a ghost messenger.

However, the group of people became even more excited.

An old woman stepped forward and trembled, "It has been twenty years since I lined up for reincarnation! I have been soaking in the Styx, accompanied by endless ghosts. What will I do after I die?"

"Yeah, is the underworld still a place for people to stay?"

"A good ghost will go crazy!"

"I can't afford to die!"

Not to mention mortals, even immortal cultivators are weak. After all, everyone will die one day.

Bing San said with a stiff face: "Don't worry, the underworld is already taking corresponding measures. It won't be long before the death process will be complete. By then, reincarnation will be very fast, and the number of ghosts will increase. It's not just the Styx. Many ghosts will go to where they should go."

After speaking, he looked at the man's ghost and said, "Hurry up and say goodbye to your wife. The longer you stay with her, the more harm you will do to her. We should go back."

Not long after, Bing San came back.

Li Nianfan also said worriedly: "Mr. Bing, that... do you really have to queue up to reincarnate in the underworld?"

He heard it. The underworld in the world of immortal cultivation is very tricky. It's like a set computer program. After a person dies, the soul will be transferred directly to the Styx. Then, no matter whether it is a human or a monster, good or evil, they will take a bath in the Styx together and then queue up to be reincarnated.

The Styx is undoubtedly the phantom of the sea of ​​blood that I just saw. It is really chilling to think that I will be soaked in it after death.

Just like the recent war between the Xia Dynasty and the southern barbarians, the number of deaths is naturally very high. Who knows how long it will take to queue up for reincarnation.

And if there is a plague, natural disasters, man-made disasters, etc., there will be more deaths.

Originally, queuing up to be reincarnated is nothing. The key is to soak in the Styx and wait, which is like a big pot of stew. This is really terrifying.

Can ghosts not be violent? Can they not run away?

Bing San said helplessly: "To be honest with you, Mr. Li, the current situation in the underworld is not good. This is the situation."

Your bad situation is hurting us.

Li Nianfan pursed his lips, "You just said that the underworld is taking measures, is that true?"

Bingsan did not dare to hide it, and said with a bitter smile: "This... is false for the time being."

What the hell?

Li Nianfan suddenly felt weak. If he died and his soul returned to the underworld, wouldn't he also be soaked in the River Styx?

He could only settle for the next best thing and asked, "Do you have anything similar to the Rebirth Mantra in your underworld?"

Bingsan was slightly startled, "The Rebirth Mantra? What is that? What is it used for?"

Li Nianfan explained: "Actually, it can be It is a spell to eliminate karmic obstacles and return the soul to the pure land. It is used for salvation."

Bingsan shook his

head and replied, "No." Li Nianfan frowned slightly. This hell is not good. There is nothing. Once you die, you will suffer.

Originally, he thought that the underworld had something like the Rebirth Mantra that could soothe the souls, so if everyone lived in harmony, even taking a bath together, he could barely accept it. It wasn't too much to ask.

Seeing Bing San was silent, Zi Ye secretly cursed him for his low EQ.

The master has hinted at this point, and you still can't understand it. Do you have a pig's head?

Look, the master's brows are wrinkled. Are you waiting for the master to take the initiative to give you the opportunity?

She took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Li, what is the "Rebirth Mantra" you just mentioned? Is there really such a thing?"

Li Nianfan waved his hands and said casually, "Yes, there is, but it is just a mantra. It is not a valuable thing and is probably useless."

Zi Ye continued, "I am a little curious. Can you tell us about it, Mr. Li?"

Bing San finally came to his senses and wanted to slap himself.

I was so stupid that I almost missed this "Rebirth Mantra".

But... Is there really such a mantra in the world that can eliminate karma and return the soul to the Pure Land?

"That's no problem." Li Nianfan nodded, paused and said, "This thing is obscure and difficult to understand, I might as well write it down."

Zi Ye raised his hand and pointed, and a table suddenly floated in the air, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Li."

Li Nianfan picked up the pen, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Here... you can just take it as a joke."

He was really embarrassed to write, and felt like a charlatan. The key point was that the "Rebirth Mantra" didn't sound like a normal word spoken by a person, and it might lower his image in other people's minds.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

I can only try to write the words more beautifully to make up for the shortcomings of the content.

Put pen to paper.

"Namo Amitabha. Dotagata. Dodiyata..."

The "Rebirth Mantra" is not long, less than a hundred words. As Li Nianfan said, it is obscure and difficult to understand, and most people cannot read it.

However, as Li Nianfan started to write, everyone's face changed, staring at the paper without blinking, with golden light flashing in their eyes.

This golden light is not from their eyes, but from the light reflected from the paper.

Li Nianfan clearly used a brush and black ink, but every stroke he wrote was golden, and it was extremely eye-catching and sacred.

The golden light shining on the body makes people feel peaceful from the bottom of their hearts. As for the ghost messengers like Bingsan, they feel it more deeply. Their brains are instantly empty, and the past karma revolves in their minds again and again. The obsession in their hearts is gradually soothed, and their hearts return to the harbor of peace.

Compared with living people, ghosts are actually more afraid of obsession.

As Li Nianfan wrote more and more words, the golden light on the copybook rose to the sky, shining brilliantly.

At this moment, within a radius of ten thousand miles, all the ghosts that had originally drifted away, without exception, including those crazy and murderous ghosts, all knelt on their knees facing the direction of the golden light, with a look of repentance on their faces.

They no longer fled, but repented devoutly, and the anxiety and violence in their hearts were instantly washed away. They returned like a pilgrim, ready to return to the underworld and quietly wait for reincarnation.

"Okay."

Li Nianfan stopped writing, and seeing that everyone was staring at the spell in a daze, he touched his nose and said, "I know this spell is not very good, I just wrote it casually, you can just take a look at it, don't take it to heart."

Just wrote it casually?

Not very good?

Master, you are so humble, you have caused us great injuries.

Bingsan and other ghost officials were trembling even more, not daring to breathe.

They looked at the calligraphy, wishing their eyes popped out, and felt that they would be lucky to look at it one more time.

As ghost messengers, they could clearly feel that this calligraphy was absolutely a huge treasure for ghosts! Its effect was immeasurable!

Just writing it casually would be a priceless treasure, and if you write it seriously, it would be even more amazing, it is simply unimaginable!

They couldn't figure it out before, but now they finally intuitively felt what kind of person the master that Zi Ye and others tried so hard to please was. Just this calligraphy alone was worthy of being the most distinguished guest in the entire underworld!

Master, a truly peerless master!

Bing San swallowed his saliva, and said with endless uneasiness and excitement: "Mr. Li, can you give me this copy of calligraphy?"

If it were normal times, he would never dare to ask for it, but now it is an extraordinary time, so he can only bite the bullet and ask.

As soon as he said this, his heart was lifted up. He dared not look into Li Nianfan's eyes, waiting for Li Nianfan's reply.

Li Nianfan saw Bingsan staring at his calligraphy with a look of loss, and couldn't help but laugh. He was surprised and said, "Could it be that Master Bing is also good at calligraphy?"

Bingsan nodded repeatedly and said with a smile, "Yes, I have been good since I was a child."

Li Nianfan was delighted and said generously, "If you like it, just take it."

It seems that this guy was a cultured person before

he died. Many of the so-called ghost messengers must have become good at calligraphy after death. If you are good at calligraphy in life, you will naturally be good at calligraphy after death. As expected, if you have a skill, you can get a job anywhere. This is another good fate.

If I soak in the Styx in the future, I can also take care of it.

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

Bingsan was overjoyed and almost trembling as he took the copybook in his hands.

He carefully and cautiously put the copybook close to his body.

Bingsan knew that the matter was of great importance and did not dare to delay. He said apologetically, "Everyone, the underworld is in chaos now and there is a shortage of manpower. Now that the matter here has been handled, I have to hurry back to report. I hope you can forgive me."

Li Nianfan and others knew that the situation was urgent and said, "Your matter is more important. Bye."

"Today, I am really grateful for your help. After I go back, I will definitely inform my superiors that you will be guests of my underworld in the future!"

Bingsan bowed solemnly to everyone, then called his men, hurriedly finished the matter, and hurried back to the underworld as quickly as possible.