My wife is a sword god

"Have you thought it through?"

"Dad, I have thought it through."

Looking at the boundless Yellow Springs and the screaming and struggling ghosts, Father Qin's eyes were full of worry.

After learning the whole story, his first reaction was to stop it. It is known that the son is better than the father. The other party has contacted the ghost master and came here, so he must have made plans.

In front of the surging Yellow Springs, Qin Feng's soul exudes a holy light like a bright moon.

That is Senior Seven-Colored Horned White Deer, who is protecting his soul with the Moonlight Dao.

Otherwise, even if his soul is far superior to that of ordinary Wensheng Daoists, it is impossible for him to stay in the Yellow Springs for a full year.

The ghost master looked up, his expression was calm, but there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"I can use my supreme power to help you enter the underworld and let you experience a hundred lives.

However, you should be fully aware of the dangers of this method.

What you have to face is not only the tearing of the underworld and the torture of the dead souls, but also the need to stick to your original intention in the endless reincarnation of a hundred lives, otherwise

you will sink into it, trapped in the non-existent fantasy world and unable to extricate yourself, and your consciousness will never be clear again.

Your soul will be exhausted, your body will decay, and then completely disappear from the three realms!"

Qin Feng exhaled and nodded slightly: "I know."

He had learned about these things from the leader of Zangtian a long time ago, and he came here with great determination and courage.

The ghost master was moved when he heard this, and he said self-deprecatingly: "The calamity of the three realms should have been carried by us old guys, but I didn't expect that the last hope would be placed on you, a young boy.

Well, before that guy comes out, you can relax, the three realms will be safe and sound.

As for after he comes out, I want to see what kind of strength the original source of the heavenly way has."

"I'm going." Qin Feng chuckled. It was obviously a situation equivalent to going to death, but he seemed free and easy.

After jumping, the Yellow Spring did not stir up water, but the screams of the dead souls became more piercing.

A ray of Buddha's light came from nowhere and sank into the Yellow Spring, like a golden bell, protecting Qin Feng's soul and resisting the invasion of the dead souls.

"The power of the Buddha's aspirations." The ghost master muttered to himself, turning his head to look at the direction where the Buddha's light came from, which was the crack between the ghost world and the broken world.

At the same time, outside the black curtain at the extreme of the southern region, countless Buddha statues shattered, and their consciousness completely dissipated in the Three Realms.

Only a light Buddhist voice resounded-"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

At the bottom of the Nine Hells, a pair of golden eyes lit up, looking up at the sky. In his eyes, the Three Realms were like the sea of ​​stars, and the future direction was just a flick of his finger.

But inexplicably, a ripple appeared, spreading outward on the sea of ​​stars, so calm that it seemed negligible.

"Variables?" There was a hint of confusion in the indifferent tone, and finally turned into a disdainful chuckle.

"Nothing is more despairing than waiting for death."

"The last time, if it is plain and boring, it is better to have some fun."

As the voice fell, the sea of ​​stars began to stir up waves, getting bigger and bigger.

Almost at the same time, the strong men above the third rank in the Three Realms seemed to have discovered the changes.

But looking up, except for the cracks in the broken world, everything has not changed.

Time passed quickly, and Liu Jianli and the other two took turns to accompany Qin Feng's body, taking care of him carefully, and never allowed any accidents.

Because they knew that if the husband's body was destroyed and his soul could not return, he would die.

Ya'an wiped Qin Feng's face carefully with a wet hot towel, her eyes full of distress: "Even if the soul is separated from the body, there is still a sense of intimacy.

During this period, my husband always frowned, and his expression became more and more ugly. Could it be that something happened to his soul in the underworld?"

Cang Feilan replied: "I asked the ancestors of my family and knew something about the underworld in the ghost world. The laws of heaven and earth in the ghost world are out of control, the reincarnation road is closed, and the dead souls are piled up in the underworld.

The resentment accumulated there is too strong. Even if the husband's soul is protected by outsiders, it will still be affected when he comprehends the hundred lives.

If a demon is born..."

She paused, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

"What if a demon is born?" Liu Jianli stepped into the house and asked.

Cang Feilan's pale blue eyes flashed with a trace of pity: "My husband will be addicted to the illusion, and his soul will never return."

As soon as these words came out, the room instantly became quiet, and breathing seemed so harsh.

Lan Ningshuang, who was tidying up the tea set, glanced at her son-in-law, her eyes full of worry, but she comforted him: "My son-in-law, he is a lucky man, and he will be fine."

"Yeah." Liu Jianli walked closer, stroked Qin Feng's cheek with his right hand, and took care of his hair on his forehead.

Lan Ningshuang asked again: "Miss, what's the situation in Liu Mansion?"

Liu Jianli paused slightly, and his voice was a little tired: "Since a month ago, the four regions of Daqian have experienced shocking changes at the same time.

The dead turned into corpse ghosts and infected the outside at an alarming speed. Many cities have fallen.

The Emperor Ming ordered to send the imperial capital army to support the outside, and it is bound to kill the corpse ghosts. My father's Shenhou Army is also among them."

When several people heard this, their faces were extremely ugly.

Between the living and the dead, the filthy corpse ghosts stained with worldly resentment are not allowed to exist in the three realms.

In the past, the appearance of one would make one side tremble with fear, but now, the disaster of corpse ghosts broke out in four regions at the same time?

Cang Feilan thought of the time before. If she hadn't offered the dragon ball, her husband would have died.

"Is this a sign?" Lan Ningshuang asked.

Ya'an's expression was complicated: "The result of my divination is that the future will be shrouded in black fog until it is covered in blood a year later.

In the sporadic pictures in between, we can see corpses everywhere and white bones."

Liu Jianli heard this and said, "Ningshuang, take the sword box and leave Fengtian City with me."

Several people were stunned when they heard this.

"What is the lady going to do?" Lan Ningshuang asked puzzledly.

"My husband is fighting for an illusory future with his life for this world.

Since I am his wife, I must at least help him protect the world before he returns."

"I will go with Sister Jianli." Cang Feilan stood up, but saw the other party shook her head.

"Although there is a god-suppressing official in Fengtian City, no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents. You have to stay here with Ya'an to protect your husband's body."

Cang Feilan wanted to say something, but when she met Liu Jianli's eyes, she swallowed the words back again, and finally only said one sentence: "Have a safe journey."

Not long after, outside Fengtian City, there were rumors.

A woman in white clothes, every time she appeared, the sound of thunder roaring and water gurgling rang in her ears.

Her sword was too sharp, and wherever she went, the corpses and ghosts had nowhere to hide. I don't know how many people and soldiers she saved.