King Qin Guang's words made me slightly stunned, and then I came to my senses and looked on the mirror of the prehistoric world.

Three of the five slots were sealed by King Qin Guang with his magic power, leaving only the golden blue slots exposed. The Fire Dragon and the Ice Phoenix seemed to be restrained, but they couldn't break free.

I recited the six-character mantra, divided my magic power into two and moved it to my hands, and then made a seal between the two slots of gold and blue.

The continuous input of mana makes me feel that my true energy is a little exhausted, but fortunately, I don’t use much mana, so I’m not worried about being possessed by it.

Daojue and Ziyi also hurriedly came up to help. After Zhao Jiyou was struck by the Netherworld thunder, Daoism's cultivation level was a thousand miles a day, and he was no longer the Zhao Jiyou before.

He pinched the Taoist talisman in his hand and recited the Zhongshan Mantra with his mouth.

"Recite the Yuanshi jade text once. However, I am sick and prolong my life. I follow the five mountains. I know the news from the eight seas. The devil's head is bound. I guard my pavilion, and the evil filth dissipates. The Taoist energy will last forever, and hurry up as the law!"

Zhao Jiyou's finger pinching technique penetrated the Taoist talisman, and a golden light suddenly appeared in his hand, and the reddish hit the red slot.

The fire dragon and ice phoenix seemed to have been under a strong attack. With a wail, it slowly stopped moving, hovering quietly around the prehistoric mirror, and the five slots were also dimly visible.

"This...what is going on?" I withdrew my hands and asked King Qin Guang in confusion.

King Qin Guang waved his hand, held the jade slip, and said with a serious expression: "The prehistoric mirror has never happened in thousands of years. In recent days, I suddenly had an abnormality in the prehistoric mirror in the Nether Palace, so I personally came to the Nether Palace to guard the prehistoric mirror."

"It's not a matter of this or two. Although I was guarding me, this prehistoric mirror has repeatedly attacked, becoming stronger and stronger again and again. I had the ability to restrain myself before, but now I can't control myself..."

"The ancient mirror was left in ancient times and has not occurred in an abnormality for thousands of years. How could an abnormality happen now?" Zhao Jiyou said in confusion.

King Qin Guang glanced at Zhao Jiyou and said, "I don't know why. The sound of the buzzing sounds occurred several times, as if they were in contact with people. I could sense that the person who was in contact with the dynasty mirror was not in the underworld in the ten directions."

"If it is not in the underworld in all directions, where is it?" I frowned.

King Qin Guang shook his head slowly: "My magical power can only be found in the underworld of ten directions, but it cannot be felt at all in the heaven and human world."

I looked at the five slots on the Honghuang Mirror and asked in confusion: "What are the five slots?"

"Five Colored Divine Stone!" King Qin Guang did not hide it from me. He replied calmly: "The five slots are crucial things to activate the prehistoric mirror, and that thing is the legendary Five Colored Divine Stone!"

"Five-colored divine stone? What is the five-colored divine stone?" I still asked incomprehensible.

Zhao Jiyou gave me a blank look and said, "Do you know Nuwa repairing the sky?"

"I know." I nodded.

Zhao Jiyou replied: "When Nuwa repaired the sky, five divine stones were left behind. The five divine stones were gold, blue, blue, red, yellow, and five colors respectively. This is the so-called five-color divine stone. However, there is another saying that the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth evolved from the five-color divine stone. As for whether it is true, it is unknown."

"The Honghuang Mirror suddenly panicked. Could it be that it is related to the five-colored divine stone?" Zhao Jiyou said with some concern at the end of the speech.

King Qin Guang sighed and said, "The five-colored divine stone has been left in the world for thousands of years and nowhere has been found. If someone really gets the five-colored divine stone, it would be fine if the person does not know the pros and cons of it. If he knows the use of the five-colored divine stone, he may not be good."

"Dixin Ksitigarbha came to the Netherworld for the relics. Now the relics have been obtained, I wonder what else is there?" King Qin Guang changed his mind and suddenly looked at me.

I reached out and took out the relics, but I didn't suck the magic power from the relics into my body. Now it seems that it's better not to do this in one go.

Telling our purpose to King Qin Guang, King Qin Guang looked at me in surprise: "Dixian Ksitigarbha wants to give up his current body, drink all the Mengpo soup and forget all the worlds, and return to Buddhism?"

"I don't want to return to the Buddhist path." I shook my head slowly and said, "Imperial Xin is the king of the world and is the Daji of Hell. If I return to the Daji of Buddhism, I will be amnesty of the Daji of Hell. This is not the result I want to see."

"What do you mean by doing this?"

"Retrieve the golden body and memory and put Emperor Xin in a dead place!"

"As soon as Emperor Xin dies, the whole world will be safe!" I said with my hands on my back and my eyes deep.

King Qin Guang looked at me hesitantly and said, "Have you ever thought about it? Drinking Mengpo Soup will disappear, and you will live alone in this life."

"If I hadn't thought about it, I wouldn't come to you blindly." I answered firmly.

Seeing that I had made up my mind, King Qin Guang waved his hand and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then come with me."

The place where King Qin Guang took us to was also in Fengdu City, while the difference was in the most inconspicuous temple in Fengdu City.

When I arrived in front of the temple, I felt inexplicably moved. I raised my hand to push open the door of the temple and saw a statue of Tanta Ksitigarbha.

The Buddha statue was covered with dust. I didn't feel anything wrong, but I felt particularly intimate.

I waved my hand to dissipate the dust and gently touched the Buddha statue.

While I was touching, I found eight slots in front of the Buddha statue, which I thought were the place where relics were placed.

"This place is the temple where Tantu Ksitigarbha is located. No one can come in except the Ten Palaces of Yanjun and Tantu Ksitigarbha himself." Before King Qin Guang's words could be finished, he looked at Zhao Jiyou next to him in surprise.

Zhao Jiyou innocently spread his hands and said, "I...I don't know how I can come in."

"Power the relics out and put them in the slot." King Qin Guang looked at me and said, "I will let the gods and messengers guard you, and wait for you to get the golden body back and come back to retrieve the relics."

I nodded heavily.

Turning around and looking at the Buddha statue was filled with determination.

"You... have really thought about it?" Zhao Jiyou looked at me involuntarily and said, "If you take out the relics, your body will be damaged. If you regret it at that time, it will be useless."

I have decided.

I smiled miserably, reached out and put the relics into the slot, and I clearly saw a ray of Buddha light on the Buddha statue.

There are six relics in my body. If I take out all six relics, my body will be damaged and turn back into a ghost.

I was not talking, and reached out to use my magic power and slapped it hard on my chest. My mouth couldn't help but open a golden relic and spit it out of my mouth. Finally, it fell steadily into a slot, and the Buddha statue lit up again.

In this way, I slapped myself six palms in a row, and all the six relics were shot out from my body.

Seeing the last relics fall into the slot, I feel that all the strength I put in was exhausted and fell to the ground in a daze.

It didn't take long when I woke up again. I habitually raised my hands to rub my forehead, but I was surprised to find that my hands were lifted up, but it was a little vague. I stood up in surprise and found that I could clearly see myself, but... I was still lying on the ground.

I finally understood what was going on. Now I only have three souls left, and the seven souls and physical body no longer belong to me. To put it simply, I am just a ghost now.

The body lying on the ground turned into golden particles in my eyes. As I was about to disappear in front of us, I quickly turned to see Zhao Jiyou.

Zhao Jiyou seemed to know what I was going to do, so he immediately took out a Taoist talisman and slapped it between his fingers and silently.

"Yunzhuan Taixu, at the beginning of the catastrophe, it was suddenly far away, sometimes near, sometimes sinking or floating. It wandered in the five directions, more than one zhang. The naive emperor man wrote the pen to write the cave chapter, and then wrote the spiritual talisman. The Yuanshi descended, and the true text was extended. It was obvious that it existed, but it was in the dark. The underworld was dependent, so he ascended to the Immortal City!"

As the words came to an end, the gold particles flew towards Zhao Jiyou.

Zhao Jiyou took out a big move, took out a Taoist talisman to catch the golden particles, and then wrapped them up.

Looking at the Taoist talisman in Zhao Jiyou's hand, there was a deep reluctance in my eyes, but now it is not the time to care about these things.

"If you can return to the world, please give it to Jiang Bing." I looked at Zhao Jiyou with a smile.

Zhao Jiyou slowly clasped the Taoist talisman and nodded heavily.

"Dixin Ksitigarbha's body has been destroyed. If you want to get back the memory of Ksitigarbha, you must drink Mengpo soup to forget the current memory. Otherwise, you must not." King Qin Guang's voice sounded in my ears.

I turned around and bowed slightly to King Qin Guang and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Yan."

"It's all for the people of the world." King Qin Guang returned the gift to me very politely.

At the end of the conversation, King Qin Guang said goodbye to me: "It is absolutely impossible to have no one to guard the prehistoric mirror in the Netherworld Palace. We have to go back to guard the prehistoric mirror. What should we decide next?"

"Thank you." I bowed and thanked again.

Zhao Jiyou looked at Zi Yi reluctantly, and finally withdrew his eyes and sighed heavily, bent down to pick up the killing order that fell from my body.

We were still helpless on the way back. Although I was already a ghost, Zhao Jiyou resisted me and it was a bit less indispensable flesh and blood.

Back to the Sansheng Stone at the Naihe Bridge, he slowly stopped walking forward.

I suddenly felt a little afraid of the Mengpo soup in Mengpo's hands.

I don't want to...I don't want to forget all this I still remember now.

Jiang Bing... Zhao Jiyou... and countless people related to my life.

Zhao Jiyou seemed to know what I was thinking, but he didn't urge me and stood quietly beside me.

"You said, if I really drink Mengpo soup, will I really not be able to come back?" I stared at the red flower under my feet and asked suddenly.

Zhao Jiyou remained silent and did not answer my words.

I squatted on the ground and helped the other side of the river up, sighed heavily, and a choice quietly settled in my heart.

Zi Yi and Daojueen did not hesitate, but I shrank, and I was really inferior to myself.

"Let's go." I stood up and continued walking forward. Zhao Jiyou still followed me silently.

Meng Po didn't look up, but she seemed to know that I was here.

"It seems that Dizang has figured out how to make a decision."

I looked at Meng Po calmly with my hands on my back, and smiled calmly, "I am determined by heaven. I want to change my name against heaven, but I don't have that ability. Since that's the case, why not obey God's will?"

"Dixian is trapped by love, and the only thing he forgets is affection." Meng Po gently raised his hand and picked up the wooden spoon and stirred it slightly, and a bowl of Meng Po soup appeared in his palm.

I frowned and asked, "How do you say this?"

"This bowl is not Mengpo soup, but the water of forgetfulness that you all in the world call me." Mengpo looked up and looked at me and said, "When drinking this water, Dizang recites the name of the person you read, and you can forget her."

My hand that stretched out shook slightly.

"If Dizang made a decision, why didn't he accept it?" Meng Po looked at me meaningfully.

I gritted my teeth and finally reached out to pick up the bowl.

"When drinking, you will forget the name of the person you think of." Meng Po's voice sounded in my mind: "Dixian is trapped by love, remember not to waste this bowl of forgetful water."

I took a deep breath and my hand holding the bowl began to shake slightly.

Zhao Jiyou stood beside me, looking at what I wanted to say, but in the end he couldn't say it.

I looked at the bowl of clear water in front of me, and I couldn't believe that this would be the love-forgetful water that everyone in the world dreamed of.

It is said to be a dream, but if it is really in hand, it will be known how much the bowl of water is.

It is more important than Mount Tai, but that's not the case.

My answer is in my heart when choosing.

Whether to drink or not, my answer is also in my heart.
Chapter completed!