The vast earth was extremely bleak, and heavy snow fell in this area at some point.

In a trance, I actually forgot that this is the space in the Naihe Bridge.

Gray shadows emerged, blocking the way.

Taoist Su Wen had long hair flying, and there was a fierce look in his eyes. He looked a little annoyed when he looked at a gray soul-devouring beast not far away.

A fragment of memory condensed into mist on his eyebrows, circling slowly, but Su Wen obviously did not let the memory go away.

"What are you? Why are you so persistent in memory..." He sent out the recording, the memory was still wandering, and the free gray shadows were constantly approaching, as if they were extremely eager for that memory.

However, no one seemed to answer his question. Finally, when the gray shadows approached again, Su Wendao used his palm as a knife and slashed cruelly. With a roar, black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became unsightly. The memory also flew away. A group of soul-devouring beasts chased and bitten. The memory was broken and no longer existed. Su Wendao's heart sank, and then a pain, and some things seemed to disappear forever.

At this time, a rune was cut out from the largest gray shadow in front. The talisman culture was in the shape of a bird, and just flapped its wings and then penetrated into Su Wendao's body.

Su Wen's eyes became dark, and the gray shadows made a sharp roar. Su Wen's snorted coldly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And those soul-devouring beasts disappeared quietly.

Mu Luo was covered in blood, and a soul-devouring beast penetrated into his body and took out his countless memories. Those memories were presented, and his biggest secret was presented. It was the deepest secret in his heart, and it was all visible at this time.

Seeing this, Mu Luo roared, his soul shone brightly, and fireworks appeared in the green light, driving away the soul-devouring beast in his body.

However, the soul-devouring beast let out a long roar. Suddenly, a soul-devouring beast came from afar when it heard the sound. In just a moment, the wood fell into gray mist.

I don’t know how long it took, Mu Luo’s eyes were confused and walked forward step by step, while there was a gray mist outside him, followed by a soul-devouring beast.

At some point, an old woman appeared and brought a bowl of green soup to Mu Luo. Mu Luo was not curious, nor was he surprised, and just said, "Just drink it?"

The old woman nodded and looked at Mu Luo with a smile. The wrinkles on her face looked like a pine cone, but she had a weird smile and said, "You can drink it."

Mu Luo no longer said anything, his eyes became darker and thicker.

He drank it in one gulp, but he didn't know the taste, but walked forward without looking back. His figure disappeared, and a white mist flashed by. He appeared at the other end of the Naihe Bridge. At this time, he turned around and found that there were still people who had not climbed the bridge, but those people seemed to have not seen him. He silently, as if he had some enlightenment, so he turned and left.

After all, Mu Ming did not avoid the soul-devouring beasts. They came over the floor, with countless numbers. They only felt that there were soul-devouring beasts around them, and they approached step by step. The big dog roared, extremely irritable, and seemed to be naturally disgusted with such existences.

Yin thunder condensed, and a slight ray of electric light poured down, falling on the ground, and mudstones exploded.

The wood name appeared, and the soul-devouring beasts suddenly became restless, but they had never approached, but they were just flying, as if they were catching something.

The whole body of the wood name exudes ghost energy, but in the end it dissipates, only the alchemy fire spreads, protecting the whole body.

The soul-devouring beasts were a little afraid and retreated a little distance, but when Mu Ming stepped forward, the soul-devouring beast approached again.

Mu Ming frowned and stroked with one hand. A scroll appeared. Mu Ming imprinted scenes and then threw them into the group of lost beasts. The group of beasts was in chaos and chased the scroll.

However, there were also soul-devouring beasts staring at Mu Ming. Mu Ming felt their emotions and seemed to be confused.

At this time, a soul beast squirmed and a rune flew out, as if it was about to enter Mu Ming's body. However, the elixir fire on Mu Ming's body was burning, and the rune could not get close to him. It just kept wandering, and finally turned into a bird-shaped gray mist beside Mu Ming.

The big dog roared and wanted to slap the gray fog, but in the end he still held it back.

But Mu Ming raised his fingertips, the elixir fire disappeared on his fingers, and the bird-shaped rune fell on it. Mu Ming's body shook, and countless pictures came to him, as if he was about to enter his heavenly spirit.

The wooden name did not stop it, and allowed the power to enter, but it was not as good as the bird-shaped rune appeared after a cycle of circulation in the body and flew towards the soul-devouring beast.

"The Void..." The Soul-Devouring Beast emitted his spiritual consciousness, and his voice was extremely cold.

Wood name was shocked. This was not the first time I came into contact with this word. I knew earlier that I was a person with nothingness in my destiny. What is nothingness? That is, there is no existence of cause and effect in my previous life.

When the mountain god wanted to take over himself, he also saw the line of his own destiny, which was an extremely pure soul and body.

Most ordinary people or practitioners, even if they enter the samsara and then reincarnate again, still have some marks. Naturally, these have nothing to do with most people, and even there is a mysterious power in the samsara that is deliberately hidden, but they still attach great importance to many people.

Jin Chanzi, rather than living for ten lifetimes, it is better to open up the memories of ten lifetimes of rebirth, and nurture the true self of the past in her original forehead body, so she has a terrible accumulation of ten lifetimes.

Among the ordinary people, there is also the legend of the Three Lives Stone, which is also related to reincarnation.

And people like Mu Ming only have this life and have nothing to do with the past.

There are many such existences in Shinto today. This is the last gift from the underworld to this world before it collapses.

Wood famous words: "What is the difference between the nihilistic one?"

The soul-devouring beast was about to leave, heard the sound, stopped, and turned around. There was no light in its eyes, only an empty vortex, and it made a cold voice: "The vain belongs to the cycle of reincarnation."

After saying that, without waiting for Mu Ming to react, he saw the strong wind roaring. In an instant, Mu Ming was quiet here.

The atmosphere around was completely different from before, and Mu Ming also paid attention to the words of the Soul-Devouring Beast just now. Invisibly, a breath approached, and it seemed that the rejection of Mu Ming here gradually faded, replaced by a slight sense of origin.

The ghost energy in the body actually rotated at high speed and condensed in the wooden name dantian. However, it was only the size of a thumb. The wooden name did not stop it. Instead, it was distracted from the spirit and activated the supernatural powers of the hungry ghost. Soon, an inner elixir of the size of a fist appeared in the body. This was a space in the body, so even if the inner elixir appeared, the space was very wide.

There were grimaces on the inner elixir, which seemed to be smiling but not laughing, and cried but not crying. But what made Mu Ming feel was that the surrounding world actually made him feel much more comfortable.

Walking forward, a short while, the wooden name appeared on the bridge and the original space disappeared. The wooden name turned around and stopped. At this time, there was no one on the bridge, only the void was shining. The wooden name knew that someone had entered the space just now.

"Naihe Bridge, what can I do?" Mu Ming said to himself, cutting off his most reluctant memory to leave. Perhaps this is the last trace of concern in the soul in the world, and it is also left behind. After that, the cycle of reincarnation will no longer be concerned.

The fog flowed, Meng Po appeared. When she saw the name of the wood, Meng Po said nothing, but she just held a bowl of soup. The soup had hot air and a faint smell, with a slightly bitter taste.

The name of Mu Ming approached and said, "It is rumored that Mengpo Soup is the soup of the eight bitternesses of life. Drink one mouthful, and one mouthful of bitterness. Eight mouths enter the abdomen, and life will never be shorter."

Meng Po nodded and said, "You understand, the soul beasts tell you the origin, you don't drink this soup."

His voice was old, but he had a deep feeling, like an elderly woman. However, the runes flashed in Mu Ming's eyes, but he could see Meng Po's true form, which looked like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, but why did he use this skin?

"Young man, I can't see some things!" Meng Po gently lit the crutch, and the scene in Mu Ming's eyes disappeared, and Meng Po in front of him was still the same. As for whether it was true or not, it didn't matter.

Mu Ming said: "It's rude. I dare to ask seniors, what if I drink this soup, so what if I don't drink it?"

Meng Po smiled, and most of her yellow teeth were missing, but it was not ugly. She could only hear her say: "Meng Po soup is also called love-breaking soup. Life is short, and only those who have experienced human love and love understand. You... are still young, you don't understand."

Mu Ming was embarrassed, but Meng Po continued: "You go, this soup is very precious, give it to others."

She had a little crutch, and Mu Ming was attracted by a powerful force, her body was rolled back, and the scene in front of her disappeared.

But Meng Po also poured Meng Po soup into the underworld under the Naihe Bridge and said to himself: "Love does not know where it arises, and when it goes deeper, the living can die, and death can live. If you don't understand love, then you will know the bitterness in it. If you try it, you will know the bitterness. If you suffer at that time, you will come back. The so-called nothingness, everything is nothing, and it has nothing to do with fate, and you will know... life is short."
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