After considering it for a long time, Dijiang finally sighed and decided to agree.
His feud with Hu Le was just a grudge in this lifetime; who knows what will happen in the next?
Being able to join Hu Le's lineage for cultivation after reincarnation would be a good choice.
After all, even if he has the foundation of this life in his next life, it will be impossible for him to become a primordial saint again.
Even if one is born with the potential to attain enlightenment, without guidance from others, it will be difficult to enter the path of Taoism in the future.
He had no desire to experience the hardships of being a rogue cultivator.
As for Jumang and the others, asking them to guide me back to the Dao is just wishful thinking. They don't even know if they can survive this great calamity. Relying on them is less desirable than agreeing to Guankong's request now.
After setting aside his so-called pride, he finally made the choice that was most beneficial to him.
Moreover, he was somewhat afraid that if he refused, Guan Kong might try something malicious with his reincarnation.
After all, the Six Paths of Reincarnation are still in the hands of the master and disciple. It would be too easy for them to cause trouble when he is reincarnated.
He certainly didn't want to be sent to the hell realm, the hungry ghost realm, or even the animal realm...
After making his decision, Dijiang bowed to Guankong and said, "In that case, I hope you will take good care of me in the future!"
Guan Kong nodded and smiled, "A very wise choice. Go now, and I will personally come to save you in the next life!"
Dijiang didn't say anything more and immediately turned into a wisp of yin wind and left.
Not long after, he flew away from the Eastern Pure Land and returned to the Underworld.
He went to the Bridge of Helplessness and met Meng Po again.
Meng Po glanced around and noticed that Di Jiang's fortune, which had fallen to rock bottom and was constantly dissipating, had inexplicably stabilized.
Seeing this, Meng Po knew that they had been given a new destiny.
"You do have some luck."
Meng Po finally spoke, calmly handing him a bowl of Meng Po soup.
Upon hearing this, Dijiang gave a wry smile. If he could, he really wouldn't want this damn fortune.
Dijiang picked up the Meng Po soup and drank it all in one gulp. Before his memories had completely faded, he bowed to Meng Po as a final farewell.
When Dijiang straightened up, the sparkle in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a sense of innocence and bewilderment.
The effects of the Meng Po soup finally took hold, washing away his memories of this life. Now his soul is as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
Just then, a white lantern slowly floated down from the sky and finally hovered in front of Dijiang without moving.
This white lantern exudes a serene and peaceful aura, and the candlelight inside is emerald green, emitting a faint, eerie glow.
Meng Po glanced at it briefly before lowering her head again and continuing to brew the Meng Po soup.
Dijiang's eyes were pure and innocent as he curiously examined the lantern in front of him, feeling that the lantern was radiating endless allure, almost drawing his entire mind into it.
He instinctively reached out and grabbed the lantern.
The next instant, the lantern floated towards the end of the underworld, and he followed it involuntarily.
Just then, a hand suddenly landed on Dijiang's shoulder, and together they floated forward with the lantern.
Dijiang looked back and realized that the other person was also a ghost, just like him.
However, he only glanced at it and did not shake off the hand on his shoulder, letting the other person drift with him into the depths of the underworld with the lantern...
When Dijiang turned back and placed the timeline ahead, the ghost following behind him suddenly revealed a smug look on its face.
The two spirits followed the lanterns and gradually disappeared into the thick fog, quickly vanishing from sight.
Meng Po glanced up at their retreating figures and smiled faintly, saying, "This ghost does have some good fortune..."
The ghost just now didn't drink the Meng Po soup at all and still retained his memories from his previous life. However, she didn't bring him back or force him to drink a bowl.
The other party was able to benefit from Dijiang's good fortune at a crucial moment, and Dijiang himself did not drive him away. This was his own destiny, and it had little to do with Meng Po. Of course, she would not ruin this person's good fortune...
Guided by the lantern, Dijiang and the ghost traveled through the mist for a while before finally arriving at another world.
Above the world, six deep vortexes hang.
This is the legendary Six Paths of Reincarnation!
The ghost seemed quite excited after seeing the vortex.
At this moment, Dijiang had already drifted towards a vortex in the center that was engraved with the word "humanity".
Seeing this, the ghost bowed to Dijiang's back to thank him for his help, and then leaped up and followed him into the human realm.
Later, this ghost was reincarnated into the home of a great shaman of the human race.
This great shaman was none other than Dijiang, and he even had some connection with him.
He was the executioner who had personally killed Dijiang not long ago.
The ghost was then reincarnated as the executioner's son.
Later, after this child was born, because he possessed the wisdom he had innately gained and was blessed with good fortune, he was born with excellent luck and was naturally intelligent.
He eventually became a dominant force among humans and created a illustrious family that has been passed down through generations...
...
On this day, Guan Kong was cultivating in the Pure Land when suddenly his mind stirred. He counted on his fingers and laughed, "Excellent! My eldest disciple has finally been born."
Then, she flicked her whisk, stood up from her lotus throne, led the boy out of the palace, rode on auspicious clouds, left the Pure Land, and came to the mortal world.
After traveling for a long time in the wilderness, one day she came to a tribe by the Yellow River and stopped her auspicious cloud.
This is a small tribe that branched off from the Yanhuang tribe, consisting of only a few hundred villages.
These villages are scattered like stars across a plain along the Yellow River. Because the land here is relatively fertile and the water and grass are abundant, the people here live a fairly good standard of living.
Among the many villages, one village nestled against a mountain caught Guan Kong's attention.
At that moment, auspicious clouds covered the village, auspicious energy filled the sky, flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground.
Outside the village, celestial birds soared and danced in the sky, while herds of auspicious beasts chased and ran around the village...
Seeing this, Guan Kong knew that he had not miscalculated and had come to the right place.
She did not conceal her identity and rode on auspicious clouds with the boy to the outside of the village.
Upon Guan Kong's arrival, a host of celestial birds and auspicious beasts rushed forward to greet her, kneeling and bowing repeatedly.
"Excellent! You are all destined for greatness!"
With a smile, Guan Kong flicked his whisk, creating clusters of golden flowers that rained down on them and quickly merged into their bodies.
This golden flower was formed by condensing the power of the Great Dao through observation and refinement, and it contains the profound mystery of the Great Dao.
Once these celestial birds and auspicious beasts obtain the golden flower and refine it, they will surely be able to comprehend some of the profound mysteries of the Great Dao...
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