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Chen Cang rubbed his forehead, now his mind is in a mess, and there is still some tingling pain.

When the confusion started just now, he happened to catch a glimpse of Si Qianjun's body collapsing, shattering into particles one after another and flying away. Shocked, he reacted instinctively, grabbed Si Qianjun, and was killed A force was twisted away, to this place.

Looking around...Si Qianjun was gone too, a pile of soil particles was randomly piled up a few steps away, shapeless.

Chen Cang walked over, stretched out his hand to rub a piece of soil to have a look, but stopped when he got close, and stopped stiffly on top... Could it be that Si Qianjun just turned into dust like this?Such an accident, so ordinary, is this the end of this so-called immortal person?

"What's your expression?" A funny voice came from behind Chen Cang.

Chen Cang was relieved, he was not dead, but when he turned around, he was surprised again.

The person behind him is Si Qianjun, yes, his eyebrows are right, and his expression is the same as when we first met, but at this time he is a soul body.

Chen Cang turned his head to look at the pile of soil particles in disbelief.

Si Qianjun found it even more funny, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "What are you thinking, these are soil particles, not my body."

"Then you are...?" Chen Cang opened his mouth after deliberating, just now he did see Si Qianjun's body crumble.

Si Qianjun found a place to sit down, and leaned on a stone lazily, "It's still a long story... But anyway, you can't leave now, so you might as well listen to my nonsense."

Chen Cang's eyes turned slightly, and Si Qianjun always felt something different at this time... When he first met Si Qianjun, he was slick and tongue-in-cheek, but he suddenly lost control when he met Qin Luo, and he had to rush up with his limited cultivation Desperately, he even followed them all the way just to find Qin Luo.Such Si Qianjun forced himself to wear a mask, but the mask was torn apart by the wind and rain, with a few streaks cracked, and the resentment buried under it rushed out.It is not difficult to see that he is also extremely confused, but he has been tensely pushing himself forward, and he can't even see the road in front of him clearly.

Now that he saw Qin Luo, for some unknown reason, he did not recklessly collect debts, and the unexpected wind calmed down.It was as if those hundred thousand mountains that were pressing on him were all removed and dropped at a certain moment, and he was relieved.

Si Qianjun signaled Chen Cang to find a place to sit down, "You also know that leaving this Nanka Mountain has to pay a price, and my price is my body. What you saw before was just a handful of Nanka Mountain. Turned into rock and earth, that's why I 'can't die'."

Deprivation of the body... Chen Cang did not speak, but the subtle changes in his eyes were enough to reflect the turmoil in his heart.For a monk without a soul, abandoning his physical body is basically sending him to death.It is naturally impossible for Si Qianjun's cultivation to reach the realm of Yuanshen. Without a physical body, he can only cling to the soil.Especially the soil of Nanka Mountain has no spirituality and is not compatible with the outside world. So far he has completely bid farewell to the path of cultivation.

Thinking of the saber that Si Qianjun once gave him, no wonder he said he didn't need it... Obviously he didn't need it, but he still kept it, which shows that he still couldn't get rid of it in his heart.

But even the soil has a body, but now the soul has left the body. I am afraid it will be difficult to find a suitable body, and it can only float between the sky and the earth.If he hadn't brought him to Nankashan by himself, he wouldn't have come here.

Si Qianjun pointed to the pile of dirt, "This is punishment. I was punished for saying something I shouldn't have said."

Chen Cang's pupils contracted, and the last sentence Si Qianjun said before his body was broken was his own price? !

"How do you know my price?" Chen Cang opened his mouth and realized that his voice was a little hoarse, like a person who has been thirsty for a long time.

"After I was deprived of my body, my soul was weak. Once I left Nanka, there were only two consequences. I was forced to reincarnate, or I became a lonely ghost. Neither of these two things was my wish, so I spent a period of time in the Nanka mountain den. Time... At that time, I saw him."

"Meet...who?"

Si Qianjun sighed, but did not answer directly, "When you went up the mountain, Kang Ling asked you what would happen to the living here, remember? The living people who stay here... are all incomplete, or in other words, the living Impossible to stay here long."

Chen Cang froze, opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't say anything.The sound of breathing was magnified countless times, echoing around him, and he could even clearly perceive the circulation of breathing in his body.

"It can only be the soul body that stays here forever. The soul body has no meaning for life and death, and it meets the requirements of Nankashan. However, this is not a place to raise souls. Sooner or later, the souls that stay here will completely become Nankashan. Part of it. As for the soul of Nanka Mountain, it is naturally impossible for the outside world to float in. Without exception, it is the price left by the living who broke into this place." Si Qianjun paused, glanced at Chen Cang, and quickly retracted , lowered his eyes, and lowered his voice, barely audible, "I came to Nanka Mountain 30 years ago. At that time, I met a soul that was about to die. Now that I think about it, you are quite similar. At first I I didn't think much about it until you said you had been to Nankashan, and I made contact."

Chen Cang looked left and right, his eyes were a bit confused, his demeanor at this time was like a child's youthful and fragile, and he couldn't bear to be disturbed.But this confusion didn't last long, and soon faded away.He froze in place, feeling a little bewildered besides being numb and stiff.In an instant, it lost its vitality and became a finely crafted sculpture.

After another long time, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly and drew an ugly smile.With this movement, the seal that trapped his movement seemed to be broken, and he could no longer support himself and collapsed to the ground.He let out a big mouthful of breath, his chest heaved violently, and there was no part of his body that was not affected.

Looking up again, tears were streaming down his face, and he could only make some dry and vague sounds when he opened his mouth, not a single word.

So why can't he resurrect his senior brother, why can't he remember the price... He actually left his senior brother in Nanka!The so-called price - it is the soul of the elder brother!How ironic!He tried his best to revive his elder brother, and he did not hesitate to go against the sky, but in the end, his soul became the price he paid for leaving Nanka...

Chen Cang felt a fishy sweetness coming from his throat, and spit out a pool of black blood.

Si Qianjun walked up to Chen Cang and tried to help Chen Cang up, but he was just a remnant soul, his hand could only pass through Chen Cang, and he couldn't do anything, so he withdrew his hand, "You and I have no grievances or enmity, Qin and I have no grievances. Luo, however, has a blood debt, so I shouldn't have hurt you. But sometimes, we can only stab the knife into the chest of an innocent person."

"I was wrong just now. The price I paid for leaving Nanka Mountain was not my body—how can Nanka Mountain see this body full of filth in the world? But...it doesn't matter anymore."

Si Qianjun's words caught Chen Cang's ears but failed to enter his mind. He was immersed in the churning emotions deep in his soul and couldn't break free.

"I don't know your so-called ten-blade prophecy, but I know Miehun, I know so much that I can't know anymore." Si Qianjun said softly, his tone was like a goose feather brushing by, and the slight tickle was uncomfortable , "Miehun is the evil sword, it is the most capable of controlling ghosts. If there is no Miehun, I really can't control those evil spirits."

Si Qianjun stubbornly went to tease Chen Cang's long hair, even though he couldn't touch it every time.His expression was gentle, and there was some reminiscence in his eyes, "Qin Luo is actually not like this. He used to be very good. Now I can't believe that he will become like this...how could he become like this, how could it be."

After speaking, his tone was broken, and the words and sentences flowed out with heartfelt sadness.

It's a pity that the only audience can't understand.

"Why do you say good luck is so mysterious? I thought that I would be powerless in my life, but I didn't want to turn around... It turned out to be you, and that person turned out to be you. I'm sorry for you, but I have no choice." Si Qian Jun muttered to himself, looking a little crazy.

"You may not know that the real owner of Miehun should be...you! It was you who awakened Miehun, but in the end it was Qin Luo who was distorted. Is this fair! How innocent are you! Yes...you are not innocent, you It's the culprit! Give Qin Luo back to me! Give it back to me!"

Si Qianjun yelled heart-piercingly, destined not to get any response.After a long time, he calmed down again, stood up, and closed his eyes, "I aroused your demons, and I will use you in exchange for Qin Luo. You hate me, hate me."

He said a lot, but this one-man show did not have a competent audience from beginning to end.

Countless white flowers suddenly popped out of Chen Cang's body, surrounded Chen Cang, and formed a barrier to isolate Si Qianjun, which seemed to be covetous.

Chen Cang had lost consciousness a long time ago, these white flowers came out spontaneously, and on Nanka Mountain, their evil nature spread out without concealment.Some individual flowers couldn't bear it anymore, and tentatively attacked Si Qianjun.

Si Qianjun was indifferent to the hostility of these flowers, and let them cling to him, "I really don't like anything from Nanka Mountain."

Strange to say, Si Qianjun is clearly an invisible soul, but these flowers can touch him, and in the blink of an eye, Si Qianjun is roughly wrapped up, greedily absorbing his soul.

"It's a pity that you are still a bit late. Chen Cang's demons have already arisen, and it's too late. Miehun will be attracted by him... Seriously, the master."

Si Qianjun's soul body is getting weaker and lighter, almost transparent, and it will completely dissipate in a short while, but he is not unwilling, his face is blurred, his eyes are narrowed, as if he is reminiscing about something, he raises his hand, trying to touch something, But when he lifted up a little bit, he couldn't hold it any longer, and was completely absorbed by these white flowers.