Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

Shi Yuan's words were like thunder.

Even he himself seemed a little unbelievable, but the picture presented in front of his eyes through the Jingxu Heavenly Eye Technique at this time was so real and clear that it was undeniable.

The spiritual body and the physical body are intertwined, which is absurdly like a joke.

The degenerated ghost has no sense at all, it looks like a furry beast drinking blood, but it can touch the real body, biting Jun Rujing's flesh.

Jun Rujing's condensed mirror blade pierced through the ghost's body, bringing out the scattered ghost's breath, and turned back all the way.

All mirrors that come into contact with it are stained with a faint blue color, and are manipulated by reverse plunder.

The shattered and glittering lenses fell like rain, and Shen Zhexue saw the true face of the ghost group clearly from the scene from the Sea of ​​Consciousness when Shen Zhexue passed by.

That was Bo Ziyi's soul body.

He was untidy, with disheveled hair, and he looked like a ghost in the usual books.

A fluttering and complicated sacrificial robe with wide sleeves has lost its former luster, the corners of the robe have become a few rags, the edges are stripped and threaded, half of the jade pendant at the waist is entangled with the beads, like a mess of threads.

His cuffs were stained with dark red blood, and there was a large mass of dried blood on his chest, like a dry rhododendron blooming in front of his heart.

The ghost's form remains at the moment of his death.

Not far away, Zhou Ling's spiritual energy was agitated, but his blood seemed to be frozen, so cold that it froze his internal organs.

The ghost group appeared from the edge wood sword.

However, before leaving the battle, he clearly placed the ghost dumpling in a cool and safe place.

He can't open the Jingxu Heavenly Eye Technique, this technique that he used to come to hand at his fingertips, but now he can't do it at all.

Zhou Minggui could only open his eyes in vain amidst the snow-like crystal fragments.

Shi Yuan said that it was the soul of Bo Ziyi, but he couldn't see the appearance of that ghost group, and he had never seen that fluffy little ghost group be so fierce.

Throughout the century in the Four Directions Realm, there are only dozens of cases where ghosts have been reduced to scorpions, all of which were caused by resentment after a tragic death, or by straying into a filthy place.

Besides, after the death of a monk, there is no such thing as ghost transformation.

If a monk's body cannot be reborn after his physical body is damaged, or if he has a different opportunity like Shen Zhexue, there will be no future, let alone a new life.

But the spiritual body in front of him is clearly the same as Jun Rujing, echoing with the physical body, plundering each other, and only the soul of this body can do it.

Jun Rujing was bitten off by Di tore away a whole piece of flesh and blood, his technique and Di seemed to be twin mirror techniques, and all attacks would bounce back.

His eyes darkened suddenly, and he shouted: "Go away!"

The mirror blade formed a long sword in an instant, and slashed through the air with the supreme and holy spirit.

The ghost didn't know how to dodge and dodge, his soul body was split apart by a bang, but it condensed in mid-air, but the ghost energy was obviously weakened too much.

The ice wall rose from the ground, and Yan Yuanhan sealed the manipulated disciples of the emperor Jiangxi, but more puppets continued to come.

Suddenly, a shout came from above his head, "Elder Yan! Elder Shen!"

Xie Zhuchun descended from the sky, out of breath, and broke through the encirclement.He yelled at Yan Yuanhan: "The emperor can't get out, the channel of the teleportation array is out of order! What's going on here?!"

Shi Yuan sliced ​​the puppet away with the wind blade, and raised his voice to ask: "How are you doing?"

Xie Zhuchun said helplessly: "The problems of our sect are not serious, but all the Taoist friends who asked for the hexagram at the beginning have lost their spiritual power and are extremely weak, and they didn't let us go out. They were about to make a fuss, but suddenly these things went to Here it comes."

The moon soul mirror absorbs the obsession of traceability, and the querent is its living nourishment.

Even if the emperor descends like this, there may be chaos outside.

Shen Zhexue bit her finger and drew a secret rune with blood. He just said that he wanted to blow up Nan Zhiyue just to lure Jun Rujing into the bait. Now the moon soul is still not sealed in his shell, and if it blows up, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Now that the emperor is descending into such a mess, seeing Pei Jing being teleported over in a coma like this, Emperor Taiqing definitely won't be able to go back.

Even if they break out now, they are afraid that they will be chased and killed by the whole four directions.

And with so many people entering the secret realm at the same time, it is difficult for him, the realm master, to support large fluctuations in spiritual power.

Shen Zhexue and Shiyuan didn't want Shi Yuan to be seriously injured because of this, so they made a restriction before opening the secret realm, and went in to make the other unconscious.

The cold ghost energy permeated the surroundings, but because Shi Yuan cast the inner demon formation on him just now, Jun Rujing's mind and soul were in turmoil, but he couldn't create a big formation.

"He can't take it anymore."

The blood talisman was drawn with spiritual power, Shen Zhexue supported the ground with one hand, Shi Yuan supported him, and the two of them almost knelt on the ground with one knee, using each other as pillars to complete the circle.

The limit array must be set by the border master, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced.After Shen Zhexue finished the last stroke, she slashed her wrist and dripped blood containing spiritual energy, and the crimson formation suddenly brightened.

After finishing these paintings, Shen Zhexue wanted to throw herself down, but was embraced by Shi Yuan's shoulders, using his chest as his support.

Shi Yuan frowned, and said, "Fast forward!"

Xie Zhuchun understood in an instant, and set off the sect's fireworks.

Yan Yuanhan froze the manipulated monks into ice cubes and threw them all in. Seeing the Zongmen people coming, Xie Zhuchun drove them to the secret realm without saying a word.

Shi Yuan picked up Shen Zhexue, and suddenly heard a ghostly whisper in his ears.

He said loudly to Zhou Ling who was still staring at the ghost group: "You have to get out alive! He said you can still find him by summoning souls!"

The ghost group swayed up and down, as if responding to Shi Yuan's message, and finally the ghost energy was exhausted and scattered in midair.

The soul body has a natural restraint effect on the physical body, and it is indeed the only thing that can hold back Jun Rujing here.

Now watching the ghost group dissipate helplessly, Zhou Ling's fingers holding the sword turned white, and the hilt was blood-stained, almost slippery.

But Shi Yuan was right, he was the one who recruited the ghost group back then, and he couldn't die here.

Zhou Minggui gritted his teeth, retreated to the edge of the secret realm, and threw Pei Jing down.

Yan Yuanhan fought and retreated, and said to Shi Yuan: "You guys go first!"

"—stop!"

Jun Rujing swung the last ray of ghost energy horizontally, and was about to sacrifice the binding formation, but Shen Zhexue suddenly said: "Sang Qi!"

"Jun Rujing" paused, and suddenly turned to look at Shen Zhexue, who was so excited that he couldn't control himself for a moment.

He trembled and said: "You, you recognized me... Brother Xiang, you really recognized me!"

Shen Zhexue's breath was full of blood, "I wrote and taught Hanshan's swordsmanship by myself, how could I not recognize it?"

Xie Zhuchun, who consciously took charge of the breakup, was startled, and suddenly said to Shen Zhexue, "He called you...Brother Xiang?"

Shen Zhexue leaned against Shi Yuan's shoulder, and could even hear the sound of wood cracking on her arm.

He bit the tip of his tongue to stay awake, and finally said: "Sang Qi, I haven't seen you for so many years, don't you even dare to use your real face to see me?"

Shi Yuan retreated to the edge of the circle, just now he had informed Shen Zhexue of his discovery in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Under the continuous influence of the temporarily improved Jingxu Heavenly Eye Technique and the Heart Demon Formation, he finally perceived the law of Junrujing Lingbo's changes.

He couldn't see it clearly during the fierce battle, but he was keenly aware that when Jun Rujing didn't speak, he was like an emotionless puppet, using the magic technique of Emperor Zijiang Xi.

And when he was controlled by Sang Qi and began to speak, those techniques were not used, and turned into Hanshan's sword techniques.

"No, I'm in Hanshan, I'm waiting for you in Hanshan." Sang Qi, who was wearing a mirror-like shell, was very anxious, and said urgently: "You go back with me, senior brother, go back with me."

He took a step forward, the sword light turned into a long chain hovering, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiang, I didn't know that Elder Shen of Taiqing was you. If I knew it was your soul, I wouldn't let them Let's take care of..."

Shen Zhexue saw that his chains had melted, and almost cursed, but she held back and said, "Then what does this mean? What did you do to Jun Rujing?"

Sang Qi used Jun Rujing's body to transmit sound across thousands of miles, and his enthusiasm remained undiminished.

He tugged at Jun Rujing's sleeve and long hair, shook his head and said, "Jun Rujing? He was going to die a long time ago, and I still left his body, otherwise he would be a pile of rotting bones now."

The higher the tone, the longer the chain, he said angrily: "Back then, when this Lord Jing was judging me and asked you to beware of me, did you ever think about your own end? Ha - isn't he a high-ranking Lord Jing, now Not yet a puppet plaything of mine!"

Bing Lingman went to the entrance of the secret realm, and Shen Zhexue borrowed Yan Yuanhan's spiritual power to silently change a few strokes on the side of the blood formation, and patted Shi Yuan lightly with her sleeve-covered hand.

That Fang Sangqi pointed at Zhou Ling, "And him! Brother, you are the only one who treats me well, why do you never want to look at me? As for them, they have everything, Zhou Ming returned to the foundation of the cultivation world, Bo Ziyi is the eyes of heaven, why do they want so much?"

"But look now." Sang Qi spread his hands and smiled at Zhou Ling: "Jun Rujing is my Taoist companion, isn't he born to meet each other, and he really lives up to his reputation."

"You!" Zhou Ling's eyes were red, Xie Zhuchun held him back, and he scolded in a low voice: "I have always felt that he is sick, and now he is even more crazy, don't listen to him!"

"Yeah, Gu Chunjian." Sang Qi seemed to be catching and biting each other, which showed that he was very excited to get together this time.

He sneered and said, "If you weren't the sword spirit transformed by senior brother, do you think I would let you go? It's a pity that I didn't learn well. You, have pity on him who doesn’t know that everyone has his own destiny, and the sword is like this, if he doesn’t fight or grab, he will be bullied forever.”

The chains are like snakes, and Shen Zhexue will be wrapped around them.

"Brother, come back with me. Weisheng is dead. You want an apprentice. When the upper cultivation world is raised, I will be him. You can be anyone you want."

After he talked, Shen Zhexue felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard it, but Shi Yuan suddenly laughed, and said to Sang Qi: "I'm not dead yet, so don't bother the head of Sang!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a large pot of hot water was poured into the oil pan, and Sang Qi's whole body was about to explode on the spot.

"Impossible!" Sang Qi vetoed sharply, "The micro-life lamp is off, it is absolutely impossible to live!"

Shen Zhexue saw that he was almost ready, and at this moment added the last fire, he said proudly: "He is my direct disciple, the one I promised, how could he admit his mistake."

After saying that, Yan Yuanhan quickly retreated into the circle after seeing Shi Yuan's gesture, and Shi Yuan also fell backwards with Shen Zhexue in his arms.

San Qi rushed forward.

The moment it touched the circle, thousands of silver branches grew like an explosion!

Yinhua wiped away the magic, Sang Qi hissed, and was expelled from Jun Rujing's body in an instant.

Jun Rujing closed his eyes and fell limp, falling into the secret territory.

The secret realm suddenly closed.

Now this small secret place is full of fainted monks, which looks like Langfeng City in the past.

Once Shi Yuan entered the secret realm, he was almost unable to stand. The consumption of demonic energy and the formation of Jun Rujing consumed almost all of his spiritual power, but he still firmly surrounded Shen Zhexue.

Shen Zhexue gasped heavily in his arms for a few times, but she didn't have the strength to speak anymore.

His vision was nearly lost, and he heard a "click" in a trance, almost thinking that he had fallen apart.

In fact, the most notable sound was the sound of the edge wood sword cracking.

On Tuesday, when he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, Yan Yuanhan came over and stretched out his hand to infuse him with spiritual power, and remained silent.

The down-and-out sword cultivator hugged Yuanmu forcefully, vomiting blood one after another.

But in the gap between the edge wooden swords, the remaining ghost energy has not completely dissipated, and the ghost energy swayed leisurely and landed by Shen Zhexue's hand.

Shen Zhexue, who was in a daze of consciousness, heard a dull and loud noise, echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

He closed his eyes, and fell limp in Shi Yuan's arms.

Shi Yuan's shout gradually faded away, but what slowly sounded was a series of melodious pipa sounds like flowing water and clear springs.

In the mist, Shen Zhexue walked through a white mist looking for the stringed sound, and saw a figure in Bo Ziyi on a hillside full of mountain flowers and weeds.

"Gu Chun." Bo Ziyi chuckled lightly, "Beyond destiny, you are finally here."

Without complicated pearls and jade decorations, the thin purple clothes were dressed in lavender long clothes, holding a pipa in his arms, and looked over from the side.