"Bang." Just as Sanqi was lost in thought, the half-open door of Meng Po Village was suddenly pushed open by someone's palm.

The two people in the courtyard looked around at the same time, and saw a slender figure wearing black clothes, with red flowers on her head, green eyebrows and red makeup, and dark purple lips, burst into the village, looked around, and then faced them face to face.

"May I ask, where is this place?" After a moment, the woman slowly came to the vicinity of the two gods and said with her hands raised.

"This is Meng Po Village, are you going to be reincarnated?" Sanqi stood up from the rattan chair, her voice like gold and stone vibrating.

"Reincarnation, reincarnation..."

The woman murmured to herself, then suddenly sneered: "After being reincarnated, am I still me? Am I still - Sun Shangxiang?"

"Of course not." Sanqi said: "At that time, your soul will still be your soul, but the consciousness will no longer be related to Sun Shangxiang."

"How is this different from the death of the body?" the woman named Sun Shangxiang asked.

Sanqi is an honest person and explained seriously: "If the body dies and the Tao disappears and you cannot turn into a ghost, it will disappear into ashes and everything will cease to exist. If you turn into a ghost, you will be in your current state, facing the choice of reincarnation or living."

Sun Shangxiang waved his hand: "I don't want to hear this kind of explanation...Forget it, why bother with this? Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Sanqi."

"Sanqi... Sanqi." Sun Shangxiang asked with a smile: "Where will the ghosts who do not want to be reincarnated go?"

"If you can become a ghost servant, your soul will return to the underworld and work for our Lord Cha Cha. If you cannot become a ghost servant, your soul will have no place to go and will have no choice but to wander around the nine springs all day long until it disappears into ashes." Sanqi said.

"What's wrong..." Sun Shangxiang said softly as he suppressed his smile.

Sanqi's heart was moved, and she spoke enthusiastically: "If you want to become a ghost servant, I can help you. Once you decide on the title, you can work in this eight hundred miles of underworld in the future."

"Here?" Sun Shangxiang shook his head: "I don't like this harsh environment, won't you be able to bear it?"

Sanqi was very confused: "Why can't I stand it? I've been watching this eight-hundred-mile sand sea for more than three hundred years. Although it's boring, it doesn't hinder my body."

"More than three hundred years?" Sun Shangxiang looked surprised: "You...you are more than three hundred years old?"

"Any questions?"

"How come you are still the same as a child when you are over three hundred years old?" Sun Shangxiang was puzzled.

Sanqi scratched his head: "Is this weird?"

Sun Shangxiang said: "It's very strange in the human world, but in this underworld, it doesn't feel so strange."

Sanqi was silent for a moment and whispered: "The conclusion is still a bit strange...but my mother is already over a thousand years old, and she doesn't look senile."

Sun Shangxiang was about to answer when he suddenly came to his senses.

No, why should she struggle with the other party?

"Gu, Gu, Gu." Suddenly, a dull abdominal rumble sounded here.

"What's the sound?" Sun Shangxiang was awakened by the sound, and subconsciously looked at his feet, but found nothing unusual.

Sanqi pointed at her stomach: "You must be hungry..."

"You are kidding, how can a ghost be hungry..." Sun Shangxiang said, then suddenly paused.

She didn't have this awareness when Sanqi didn't say it, but when the other person said it, she clearly felt the eating signal sent by her stomach to her.

"What a ghost."

"The people standing here are all ghosts." Sanqi said.

"No, I don't quite understand." Sun Shangxiang's eyes were blurred: "Ghost, ghost, why are you hungry?"

Sanqi: "Because the ghost body also needs to replenish energy. Eating is the way to replenish energy."

Sun Shangxiang: "..."

It sounds reasonable, but it just doesn't feel right.

"Is there anything to eat here?" After a moment, Sun Shangxiang couldn't help but ask under the impact of the hunger.

Sanqi: "I don't have anything you can eat here."

Sun Shangxiang: "Will ghosts starve to death?"

"When the body does not receive energy replenishment for a long time, it becomes weaker and weaker, and eventually it will naturally collapse."

Sun Shangxiang: "..."

It's hard to be a human being, but I didn't expect that being a ghost is not easy either.

"Besides eating, is there any way to solve this problem?" Sun Shangxiang asked.

"Yes." Sanqi said: "Through practice, you can swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to supply your own needs."

Sun Shangxiang's eyes brightened slightly, and he immediately sat on the ground, silently practicing the mysterious skills he had practiced during his lifetime.

Seven days later.

Sun Shangxiang was still practicing in the courtyard when a beam of dazzling golden light suddenly shot out from the main hall of Zhuangzi and hit the sky. The surging and vast fluctuations of divine power made him open his eyes instantly.

"Congratulations, Master, for breaking through to the Heavenly Master Realm." Qin Yao said in the hall, cupping his hands.

Sitting on the futon on the ground, Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, and the light beam that shot up into the sky was immediately sucked back into his nose. The terrifying power that lingered on him quickly subsided.

"Thank you, Taoist Master."

Uncle Jiu smiled at Qin Yao, and then thanked the white-haired Taoist in front of him.

Seeing him break through to the [Mahayana] realm, Chen Shi felt even more uncomfortable than himself being reduced to the realm, and forced a smile: "Fellow Taoist, you are so polite... I wonder if you can send my disciple Changsheng to the entrance of the underworld now? I

The real body is still waiting there."

"Of course." Uncle Jiu stood up and said to Changsheng who was hiding behind Qin Yao not far away, guarding against Sanqi's licking: "Little guy, come here, I will take you back."

"Okay, okay." Changsheng shouted excitedly.

"Thank you." Chen Shi nodded and bowed, and his body turned into light rain with a bang and disappeared into smoke.

He didn't want to stay here any longer.

With a thought in Uncle Jiu's mind, a white cloud suddenly formed under his feet, and he quickly left with Changsheng.

"It's no longer fun." Sanqi slumped on the chair and said sadly.

"That one just now was...a deity?" Sun Shangxiang, who had been practicing in the courtyard, came to the front of the main hall and asked with a surprised look on his face.

Even the two old Taoist priests Zuo Ci and Yu Jina couldn't do the art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist in the human world.

"No." Qin Yao said firmly.

"He is not a god, but he can fly in the clouds and mist. Huangquan is really a magical place." Sun Shangxiang said with emotion.

"Come in and sit down." Sanqi waved.

After about half a stick of incense, Uncle Jiu returned on a cloud. When he landed in front of the main hall, he took the initiative to disperse the white clouds under his feet and went to the door.

"Master." Qin Yao shouted and threw the object in his hand into the air.

Uncle Jiu subconsciously raised his hand to catch the thing. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was a demon pill that was emitting gleaming light. He gradually frowned: "My master has already broken through to the realm of the Heavenly Master."

Qin Yao smiled and said: "The realm of Heavenly Master is not the end, but a new starting point. You need this demon pill."

Uncle Jiu laughed and said, "I need it, but you don't need it?"

Qin Yao took out the white lotus that released the pure white holy light from the space bag, and said calmly: "With this white lotus, it is enough for me to practice to the perfection of the two-qian Tianshi."

Uncle Jiu weighed the demon pill and said, "Then with this demon pill, maybe we can break through to three qian."

Qin Yao shook his head, sat cross-legged, and said with a smile: "I am going to replenish the second spiritual coin on my soul now, and ask Master to protect me."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Uncle Jiu stopped refusing and put the demon pill away: "You can practice, I will guard you here."

[You presented Meng Po Neidan to Uncle Jiu. Your filial piety is commendable, and you will be rewarded with 2,500 filial piety points.]

[Your current filial piety balance is 3560 points.]

At the same time, two lines of characters quietly crossed Qin Yao's eyes...

After seven days and nights.

The second round coin with a square hole on the red string around Qin Yao's waist was gradually completed, and it was a matter of course that he reached the perfection of the two-money Celestial Master, and the lotus on his hand still had three petals.

After pondering for a moment, he took out the resources he had accumulated over the years, as well as the resources obtained from the Black Mountain Old Demon's treasury, intending to use the remaining three-petal refining to attack the barrier of the Three-Coin Celestial Master.

It's a pity that all the resources on hand were used up in the end, and the membrane-like realm barrier could not be broken through, and it withstood the torrent like a dam.

Fortunately, these resources are not considered a waste, but are integrated into his soul, laying a solid foundation for the overflowing realm.

Time flies.

Twelve years later.

It snowed in the world that day. It was blown into the underworld by strong winds and fell on the eaves of Meng Po Village. The ground was covered with snow.

In the main hall.

Qin Yao, Uncle Jiu, and Sanqi were gathering together to celebrate Sun Shangxiang's birthday. A beautiful white cake was placed in the center of the table with three candles on the cake.

Such an exquisite cake cannot be made in the current Yin Earth, or even in the Yang Realm above.

It was purely purchased by Qin Yao out of his filial piety.
To be continued...