"This is how to do ah……"

Qinglian sat on the ground in a daze, the pain all over her body made her miserable.

However, the despair in my heart is the most terrifying thing.

It seemed like she was going to be trapped and die in this place.

Suddenly, Qinglian had an idea, and she thought of the Baqi Pearl.

Han Yun's eight beads are ever-changing, and they seem to be able to draw away vitality, right?

Since it can be taken away, it means it must have vitality.

Qinglian quickly took out the Baqi Pearl from her pocket and held it tightly in her hand, trying to absorb the vitality. However, after rubbing it for a long time, the Baqi Pearl almost produced sparks, and no vitality came out.

It must be the wrong way to use them. Every time Han Yun uses them, he always arranges them into an eight-corner shape to be able to use them.

Then I can do it too!

Qinglian was greatly refreshed, and immediately placed the Eight Strange Pearls in eight directions beside herself and Han Yun.

Qian is on the left, Kun is on the lower left, Li is on the top...

Soon, Qinglian arranged the eight strange beads.

It cannot be said that the layout is completely correct, it can only be said that it is a mess.

None of them are right.

Qinglian also thought that something might be wrong, so she picked it up again and rearranged it.

After trying more than a dozen times, there was still no response from Baqizhu, and Qinglian finally collapsed.

She didn't know that there were a total of 320 ways to arrange the eight beads, and her chance of getting it right was one in 320.

And she had only tried a dozen times, how could she possibly set up the Bagua formation?

Qinglian collapsed and threw the Ba Qizhu to the ground, then leaned against the wall of the cave and sat helplessly.

She is a powerful woman of a generation who has lived for more than 1000 years and has been in charge of the Wa Palace for nearly a thousand years. She is a woman with high authority.

In the entire Wuchi world, anyone who sees her will be trembling with fear and respect her as if they were a god.

She is holy and majestic, and can decide the life and death of countless people with a single thought.

It is said that when the emperor is angry, blood will flow thousands of miles.

But compared with her, the mortal emperor was as small as an ant.

She is the most powerful person in the big world!

But such a powerful person was sitting in a dilapidated cave, desperately waiting for death.

No one would know she was dead, and no one would come to collect her body or hold a funeral for her.

Maybe after she dies, she will slowly rot, become a pile of dead bones, and eventually turn into loess.

Maybe it will be eaten by wild wolves and become a meal on the plate.

Maybe he will be met by a woodcutter cutting wood, and he will be buried in peace with the sighs of well-meaning people.

It's just...she is unwilling to do so.

She picked up the broken wooden stick in her hand and murmured,

"Master, I don't want to die, I don't want to die... If I die in the hands of the Celestial Clan, that's it, I can just die in the turbulence of space.

But why do you want me to survive? After I survive, you don't give me the hope of living or recovering and leaving here. You just let me suffer here and wait for death. Why do you torture me like this?

Since I'm not dead, I want to return to our world and continue fighting against the Celestial Clan.

I want to kill more Heavenly Clan to avenge you, or it is better to die vigorously in the hands of Heavenly Clan than to turn into a withered skeleton in such an unknown place.

Master, as long as you can restore my strength and recover from my injuries, you can do anything you want me to do, but I can’t move now..."

Qinglian didn't look like a powerful Martial Emperor at this time, but instead looked like a fragile child who missed her parents.

In this strange world, her only companions were in a coma, and she herself was seriously injured. She could only watch as the vitality of herself and her companions continued to drain away, and then they died.

When one is lonely and desperate, one's nerves are the most sensitive and fragile.

Now, she really wants someone to talk to her.

"really?"

A sudden sound came from the broken wooden stick in her hand.

Seeing this, Qinglian's eyes lit up and she quickly said,

"Master, are you awake?"

"Wake up, wake up, alas, it is becoming more and more useless. I was once beaten to death by the Celestial Clan, and my soul luckily entered the branch of this world. It has survived to this day and has become an existence like a weapon spirit.

The branches of the world can only slow down the dissipation of my soul, but cannot completely protect it.

I spend more and more time sleeping, and less and less time awake. Come to think of it, in a few years, my soul will completely dissipate..."

"Master, don't worry, I have found a way to revive you.

As I told you last time, there is a man named Han Yun over there who can re-enter a person's soul into the body and be resurrected. He succeeded once and resurrected the soul by re-entering another body..."

"Forget it, forget it, you also said that Han Yun is your enemy, don't beg your enemy. Besides, in order to resurrect me, you have to kill an innocent life. Is this fair to that person? ?

People cannot be resurrected after death. This is the law of heaven. Resurrection from death is against nature and is not advisable..."

"Don't say that, we can find a death row prisoner. And Han Yun and I are no longer enemies. If you look behind, this person is Han Yun.

It's just...it's just that we are all in a desperate situation now, and we are all about to die. "

In the previous battle to snatch Xiner, Han Yun asked A Diao to perform an out-of-body experience. At that time, Qinglian wanted to use this magical power, but Han Yun did not agree.

Qinglian walked away thoughtfully. From then on, Qinglian never took action against Han Yun again.

At that time, she thought about asking Han Yun for help to resurrect his master.

She wanted to have a good relationship with Han Yun and asked Han Yun to call her aunt. Firstly, it was because Han Yun was very powerful and she had to get along well with her. Secondly, she wanted to find a way to make Han Yun owe her something if she had the chance. A personal favor, and then use this favor in exchange for the Master's resurrection.

"About to die? What's going on? Tell me, my teacher."

Qinglian nodded, and then told the master exactly what happened and what happened after arriving here.

Now she feels a little better. With Master here, she can finally have someone to talk to about her depression.

After hearing this, her master was silent for a moment and said,

"You just said that you would do anything to restore your injuries and vitality. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true. Even if you pay any price, it's better than waiting to die slowly here, right?

Master, do you have any idea? "

"some."

Hearing this, Qinglian's eyes brightened, and she immediately became energetic and asked,

"What can I do? Master, tell me quickly."

"The method is hidden in the supreme oblivion of your cultivation. I won't go into details, so I'll just talk about the method.

That is double cultivation!

Use the method of dual cultivation to stimulate the body and force out a trace of vitality! "

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