"Master, he'....... What is this doing?"

I don't know when, everyone has followed, appeared in the mountains and forests, and saw the broken sorrow Fuqin from a distance, manifesting a side of the Sen Luo Hell, Situ Ling was surprised, and asked with some doubts.

Wu Yue and the others, as well as many elders of the Black and White Tigers, were all frowning at the moment, looking at each other with doubts and blank looks in their eyes.

Is it because of the loss of his beloved disciple, the sect master (master) is too sad, so he strokes the qin and sings a sad song, plays a song to soothe the deceased, and mourns the rest of his life?

Everyone had mixed thoughts, but no one dared to disturb them when they saw this scene.

Gao gradually departed from hearing the music, his eyes showed a touch of brilliance, and he glanced at the Snow Girl, but he didn't expect that he would still have a sound rhythm and such a profound piano cultivation.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyuan gradually seemed to hear something, her pupils were pitch black, and she reflected the ghost text, and then her delicate body was shocked, her face turned white, and she said in horror:

"Heaven and earth are in turmoil, hell is in the world, this ghost is singing a soul song, I know, the master is summoning spirits, he is playing a requiem, he wants to go against the sky, reshape Xiao Qi's remaining breath and divine thoughts, and gather the original gods!"

"What?!" everyone's color changed, and they exclaimed, and everyone looked at Lin Xiaoyuan, and when they saw the void sitting cross-legged, they were expressionless and worried, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

Song Jinyu frowned, even if her cultivation was low, she also knew what a terrible thing it was to forcibly cast a spell and reunite a primordial god who had already been extinguished and should not have appeared in the world, this was undoubtedly rebelling against the heavens and provoking the way of heaven.

And often against the sky, the price that needs to be paid is also very great, at least it will suffer from the backlash of heaven, and at worst, there will be heavenly punishment to descend!

"Senior sister, could you be mistaken, Master, he ..... Are you really summoning the primordial spirits of junior brother Xiaoqi?"

Situ Ling's face was pale, and she couldn't care much at this moment, grabbed Lin Xiaoyuan's hand tightly, and asked a little anxiously.

Lin Xiaoyuan glanced at her junior sister, although she felt that her emotions were a little excited, but after thinking about it, she was worried about the safety of her master, but she didn't feel anything, her eyes swept over everyone, and seeing that everyone was a little anxious and questioning, she couldn't help but take a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"You won't be mistaken, my Dao method is taught by my master, and I'm pretty sure it's the soul suppression song recorded in the "Purgatory Soul Suppression Technique", and its function is to suppress ghosts and gods and control the undead. ”

"This requiem is also recorded in the Tao, if it is performed together with the soul song, it will have the power to rebel against the heavens and the earth, summon the ghosts and gods, the longer it is played, the greater the power of the backlash, once it does things against the sky, disturbs yin and yang, there will be ...... Heavenly punishment is incurred. ”

At the end of the words, Lin Xiaoyuan's voice was a little low and difficult, but she didn't expect that the master would not hesitate to act against the sky for the sake of Xiao Qi.

Jiang Yunfei frowned and asked, "Although I am a mortal, I have also been in contact with a lot of immortal Dao, and I know that for immortal monks, such things as summoning souls and sending funerals and exorcising ghosts and warding off evil spirits should not be difficult for you, right?"

"With Master's unfathomable cultivation as the Tao, the six realms of reincarnation can be opened, and this reunion of the soul of Senior Brother Xiaoqi is not a trivial matter? ”

That night in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, the scene of laying a seal for Xu Tong with the six heavenly wheels is still vivid, Jiang Yunfei has already been deeply rooted in his mind for the master's supernatural powers, and he worships it to the extreme, seeing everyone so pessimistic and shocked at this moment, and when they underestimated the master, they immediately retorted, and said with some disapproval.

Hearing this, everyone was speechless for a while, and the originally tense and dignified atmosphere was diluted a lot by Jiang Yunfei's fearless words of the ignorant person.

Wu Yue shook his head, seeing Jiang Yunfei's indifferent and determined look, he really couldn't stand it, and explained: "Senior Brother Yunfei, things are not as simple as you think, the situation you mentioned refers to ordinary soul summoning, the soul is still there after death, because the heaven and earth are not dispersed, so they can be summoned and driven." ”

"Methods like this are all aimed at ordinary mortals, staying in the world and not entering reincarnation, ordinary monks can do it when they enter the realm of building spirits, and even with the help of magic weapons in the realm of soul cultivation, and like the senior sisters, some of them practice, the clever and powerful method of conjuring spirits and ghosts, can drive the monks' spirits, true babies, primordial gods, and even bring the evil ghosts of hell to the world. ”

"But these are not against the sky, and they still belong to the list of ghosts and spirits. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Yue paused slightly, his face was a little serious, and he said solemnly: "But what is different now is that Master is using the supreme Dao method to disrupt the yin and yang order of heaven and earth, trying to forcibly piece together and condense the little seven-element god who has died out in the world, and resurrect it." ”

"And the junior brother of Xiao Qi has been wiped out, whether it is the Three Realms and Six Realms, or the chaos of the heavens, there is no trace of his life anymore, Master is like this....... It's against the sky!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yunfei's body was shocked, and he finally understood how different this ordinary soul conjuring technique was from what he was doing now, and he suddenly fell silent.

He didn't want to see the tragedy happen, let Xiao Qi die like this, but the deceased was gone, and he didn't want the master to be hurt again because of this, the horror of the power of heaven, he had seen it with his own eyes just now, even if he wiped out the thunderclouds for three thousand miles with a sword, and the momentum was unparalleled, he was still uneasy.

Jiang Yunfei has laughed and scolded and cynicized in his life, and there are few people who really care, but breaking sorrow has left a strong mark on his life trajectory, which has rekindled his fighting spirit and has new light and warmth, which can be said to be the person he respects the most.

Similarly, there are many disciples and elders who are heavy on their hearts, Xuantian Sect has just stepped on the right track and is thriving, if there is any accident at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Gong Qingchen, Xiao Yun and the others looked a little uncertain, and they wanted to step forward to stop them, but Ye Kai, Gao Yanli, and Xue Nu were directly in front of them.

At this moment, their breath was released, their eyes were indifferent, and they would never allow anyone to come forward to disturb them without being summoned by sorrow, even Lin Xiaoyuan and the others were all sent to the periphery of Qingshan by the Snow Girl.

The ghost music sings, the piano song is sad, there are Senluo ghosts surging in all directions, heaven and earth are sad, an ancient soul song, with a gloomy ghost text, through the heavens and the earth, the nine secluded yellow springs, as if calling something, return!

Broken sorrow's face was cold, at this moment, he was like the ghost emperor Yama, ruling over all ghosts, in this heaven and earth, there are constantly ghost shadows Shura, rushing out of the void earth, mountains, rocks, grass and trees, listening to the edict of the sound of the qin, searching the heavens.

Yin and Yang were in turmoil, and a force of Heavenly Dao counter-devouring began to descend, eroding and disintegrating his flesh and blood body, and wearing out his sharp will.

In this regard, he ignored his sorrows, the soul songs did not stop, the piano music did not stop, his blood was like thunder, and the sword mark of the Zhuxian was floating from between his eyebrows, and there was an ancient breath lingering in his body, bursting out to resist the backlash force.

Gradually, in the depths of the void, the ruins of mountains and forests, there were dots of turquoise fire-like spiritual light, which converged from all directions.

"Look, it's Xiao Qi!"

Lin Xiaoyuan cultivated the ghost path, and was the most sensitive to this breath, and said in surprise at the moment.

PS: Want to see Xiaoqi resurrected?

Stupid mortals, do you think I'm going to spoil easily?

Don't!

Ahem, okay.....

To put it mildly, Xiao Qi is not dead.....

(End of chapter)