The cannon fodder female partner becomes a god by practicing involution

Chapter 123 Stone Tablet
Jingshi Lihuo quickly replied: "This is not necessarily true. The Netherworld beast can also spit out Netherworld ghost fire. However, under normal circumstances, this beast should not appear in the Lingyun world, but should stay in the ghost world."

Shen Qingluo raised his eyebrows slightly, "Ghost world? Are you talking about the land of reincarnation?"

"Well, under the fairy world, there are all the heavens and the world, and among them there is the ghost world that specializes in reincarnation. All living beings die but their souls are still there, and there is no strong obsession, they will be taken to the ghost world by the power of the law of reincarnation. .”

"If this is the case, then after reincarnation, the world in the previous life may not necessarily be the same?"

"It depends on the situation. If the cause and effect are clear before reincarnation, then when you are reincarnated, you will be randomly arranged to go to one of the heavens and worlds. If the cause and effect is not resolved, you will still be in the world you were in in your previous life."

"That's right." Shen Qingluo nodded to show his understanding and didn't ask any more questions.

Continuing to walk forward, not long after, she encountered two red-eyed monsters with triangular heads. She vaguely understood that these were the magic temples that the Qi Refining monk called.

It is afraid of the sun and only moves within the Devil's Ridge.

With previous combat experience, Shen Qingluo quickly killed the two demons with his sword this time.

The moment the monster died, a layer of pitch-black flames also emerged from its body, burning the corpse completely.

If it's a coincidence once, then it's no accident if it's the same twice.

According to Jingshi Lihuo, Netherworld beasts would not appear here, so Shen Qingluo still preferred his original guess that these Netherworld ghost fires came from some kind of treasure.

Maybe these demonic temples are controlled by that treasure, or simply created by that treasure?

Shen Qingluo thought that if his guess came true, then this treasure must be at the level of a spiritual treasure, and there was probably someone who was envoying it.

Thinking of this, she simply sent a message to ask the system, "Is the black fog in Devil Ridge man-made? Or is it a natural mutation?"

"Neither."

"What? None? It's neither man-made nor natural, so you mean other creatures are causing trouble?"

"Well, it shouldn't be counted as a living thing, right? When it comes to tasks, I can't say much, otherwise it will affect the points. I can only remind the host that the Dangpo Bell is very important to the host here."

If it's just against the enemy, the soul-destroying harp is also very useful, but the system focuses on the soul-destroying bell.

Shen Qingluo immediately realized that there must be an illusion or something that can cause hallucinations in Devil Ridge.

She turned her hand over, and the small blue clock appeared in front of her eyes.

Only she can hear the bell that can break the illusion, so there is no need to worry about other monks finding out.

As the spiritual power circulated, the crisp bell rang instantly.

Shen Qingluo observed everything around him intently, but there was no change, indicating that he was not in an illusion at this moment.

Continuing to walk forward, not long after, another dilapidated building appeared in sight, which was very similar to the previous one. There were two black coffins placed in the house.

Looking at the black coffin, Shen Qingluo paused.

Like the black mist, the black coffin can also block the detection of spiritual consciousness. When she saw it in the first building, she didn't think much about it. She only felt that the things in the coffin were most likely zombies.

Looking back now, I have a different perspective.

He made a secret with one hand and pointed toward the clock. In an instant, a layer of blue light emerged, covering Shen Qingluo completely.

After preparing her defense, she walked directly towards the black coffin.

As he approached, he raised his hand to channel a spiritual power, and with a slight wave, with a roar, the coffin lid flew out and hit the wall. In an instant, the dilapidated house collapsed.

Smoke and dust were everywhere for a while, and Shen Qingluo was a little surprised by this turn of events. She clearly controlled her strength. In her imagination, the coffin lid would only fall to the ground and not hit the wall at all.

At that moment, she felt as if another force that did not belong to her was exerting on it.

There was nothing inside the coffin. The collapse of the house made a lot of noise, but it did not attract zombies, ghosts, or demons.

Since entering Devil Ridge until now, Shen Qingluo has not seen a single monk.

According to outside rumors, there are many monks trapped in Devil Ridge, so where are they now?

After thinking for a moment, she opened another black coffin, but there was also nothing inside.

The spiritual power of the left hand holding the Dangpo Bell circulated, and the crisp bell rang again. There was no illusion here.

After the house collapsed, the ground was in a mess, with rotten and broken wood everywhere.

After staring at the coffin body for a moment, Shen Qingluo once again used a burst of spiritual power and swatted it forward.

There was a rumble. Unexpectedly, the coffin body did not move at all, still staying in place.

With a wave of his right hand, the Lingyun Sword, which had been put away shortly, reappeared. The moment he grasped the hilt, the killing sword intent was quickly condensed, and it was aimed at the black coffin and slashed down.

The moment he hit the coffin body, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Countless stone tablets appeared in sight, and each stone tablet had a different name engraved on it.

Shen Qingluo saw Guo Yan's name at a glance. She was slightly shaken and hurriedly walked towards the corresponding stone tablet.

Apart from the name, there is no other text on the tablet.

Not far away, a new stone tablet slowly formed, and what was engraved on it was the three characters Shen Qingluo!
She quickly walked closer and reached out to touch the stone tablet. The scene in front of her changed again.

This time, Shen Qingluo clearly felt a teleportation wave. Everything she had seen so far was not an illusion, but a reality. In just a few breaths, she was teleported to two different places.

After a moment, the teleportation fluctuations disappeared, and all he could see were monks with different expressions.

"Okay, here comes another one."

A purple-robed Taoist with half-white hair sighed and shook his head. Judging from his cultivation, he was already in the middle stage of Yuanying. It was exactly what the Qi Refining monk said, one of the three Yuanyings who entered Devil Ridge to investigate, a Brahmin. Elder.

Another young-looking man with white hair looked at the young girl in black clothes who had just appeared here, and asked, "My little friend, did you also see those stone tablets before you entered this place?"

"Indeed." Shen Qingluo nodded in response.

At this moment, a female cultivator in orange clothes came running from a distance. It was Guo Yan she was looking for.

After bidding farewell to Yao Molian, Shen Qingluo put on the Thousand Illusions Mask again, and what was now revealed was the look that Guo Yan was most familiar with.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, why are you here?"

"After I came out of seclusion, I wanted to contact Fellow Daoist Guo, but I found that the transmission talisman flew back automatically after being sent for a moment, so I followed the direction in which the talisman first flew out and slowly searched for it."

After hearing this, Guo Yan felt slightly startled, "It's my fault that I put my fellow Taoist in danger and got trapped."

Shen Qingluo said bluntly: "Fellow Taoist Guo, you don't have to feel guilty. I came here on my own, and this was not requested by fellow Taoist. It is said that there is no end to the road. If you look slowly, you can always find a way to leave."

(End of this chapter)