Seinfeld was like sitting in the VIP audience, feeling up close what was going on. When I saw myself slowly raising my hands, a warm current gradually rose and gathered in the palms.

This feeling was familiar to him, and this was the intuitive feeling that came with the operation of spiritual power. It's just that this time he experienced it from a different angle.

As soon as the picture in front of me turned, she had appeared in front of "Chunhong", and she saw a fluttering palm fall on her body, and there was a thunderous sound in her ears, and then she saw "Chunhong" fly out all of a sudden.

It's just that after doing all this, I actually had a sense of dizziness.

"Your current body spiritual power is too small, even if it is me in such a state, you can't withstand such strong spiritual power. The woman's slightly weak voice made Seinfeld feel a blush.

It's not my fault that I'm weak in my own cultivation.

But what he didn't expect was that it wasn't the end of it. In his own line of sight, the body actually began to move off the ground.

Suspended in the air, his eyes are indifferent to "Chunhong". Seinfeld felt very clearly that the woman who controlled her body looked down on the female ghost from the bottom of her bones.

"For the sake of you not harming others, I will spare your life today, get rid of the resentment in your body, and let you fall into reincarnation and reincarnation. After speaking, a cyan ball of light formed in his hands, turning into a little starlight and drifting into the body of "Chunhong".

"This is the strength of your cultivators?" all this happened so fast that Song Feiyu couldn't even react.

Everything just now can be summed up in one sentence, a teleportation plus a palm and then a suspension and then purification.

After doing everything, I was embarrassed to find that I didn't realize anything.

"Hmph, am I amazing?" said the woman proudly.

Seinfeld applauded in his heart, but a pair of white eyes had betrayed his inner world.

"Oh, it's all because this little ghost is too weak to really play my strength. Next time, if you encounter something more powerful, I will definitely open your eyes. ”

"Forget it. ”

Seinfeld refocused his gaze on Chunhong's body, and after being "purified", her body still emitted a cloud of black gas. If you don't guess wrong, this is a grievance.

The changes are not only these, when these black qi emanated from her body, her skin was repairing little by little, and it was no longer dark red, but white again.

It's just that although it is white, it is too white, and there is no blood at all.

"Chunhong" looked pained, her blood-red eyes gradually faded, and her dark pupils looked pitiful.

After about ten minutes, "Chunhong" changed a lot and became what it looks like in the photo. She crouched on the ground, her arms clasped around her knees, her eyes full of confusion.

"Seinfeld" stepped forward, stewed over and looked at her, and said, "Now you are no longer tormented by resentment, and you can enter the underworld and be reincarnated." ”

Chunhong raised her head, although her mouth did not open, but her consciousness reached Seinfeld's side: "Really, but I want to see my mother." ”

"Your mother?"

"Well, is it okay with big brother?"

Seinfeld looked stunned, and said with a helpless look: "I'm sorry, I can't do it." ”

Chunhong's eyes began to redden, and just when Seinfeld thought that the resentment had not been eradicated, "Seinfeld" put a hand on her head and said, "Don't be sad, look at your appearance, your mother is afraid that she is long gone, maybe you can meet in the underworld." ”

Chunhong's heartbroken appearance made Seinfeld connect with the way he looked just now.

"What are we going to do? What are we going to do if we let her go to the underworld?" asked Seinfeld.

"It's very simple, just open the door of the underworld and it's done, do you need to do anything?"

Although what you say makes a lot of sense, what's going on with your idiot tone?

Song Feiyu pouted, he wanted to take a good look at how this person could open the door of the underworld.

To be honest, I have grown so big, and I really haven't seen how the dungeon is opened.

"Seinfeld" closed his eyes, not knowing what he had said, anyway, nothing had changed.

"Eh, didn't you say open the door of the underworld, where is the door?" asked Seinfeld.

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched slightly, she herself did not expect this to be the case. But after all, she was a genius, and she figured out in an instant what it was to be willing.

I only heard her suddenly say: "I forgot, this is not the Tongtian Continent, and the direction of the underworld is wrong." I'm going to rework the spell, wait a minute. ”

Then she said something similar to Chase's "odd and even unchanged, and the symbol looks at the quadrant", which made Seinfeld instantly petrified.

Is this a real cultivation or a math problem?

She said with a serious face: "Tell you, what needs to be modified in the spell is the coordinate direction, and then apply the formula." There's no way, who made you in the era of scientific cultivation, everything has to believe in science. ”

I believe you're a ghost, cultivation is not a scientific thing in the first place, you tell me about scientific cultivation?

The woman smiled awkwardly, she wouldn't tell Seinfeld that it was because she had forgotten the spell that she forcibly explained.

This time there was no mistake, I saw a black magic array rising from the ground, and the black light looked extremely weird. Gradually, a ten-meter-high stone door rose from the magic array.

The door standing in front of Seinfeld was magnificent.

On the door, there is a blue-faced and fanged beast on the left and right. Seinfeld didn't feel anything, but Chunhong was already trembling, panting sharply, as if suppressed by an invisible pressure.

The door slowly opened, and there was chaos inside, and nothing could be seen clearly. However, the screams that came out of it faintly, as well as all kinds of strange sounds, all showed that the things inside were very unusual.

Seeing the gate open, Chunhong walked towards the gate as if she had been manipulated. When you step through the stone gate, you can't see it anymore.

The stone door slowly closed, and it returned to the magic circle.

"Oh my, in order to open the door of the underworld, I consumed too much spiritual power. Surname...... Seinfeld, how do you say you're going to compensate me?"

"Ah, do you want me to make amends?"

"You're not talking nonsense, if it's not to help you, why would I consume so much spiritual power. It was not easy to survive, but in order to return to human form one day, this is good, I am afraid that it will not work without ten years. ”

If you think about it, it seems that you really should be grateful to her. Song Feiyu said: "Okay, as long as I can do it, you can just say it." ”

"Hehe, I can't think of it now, let's talk about it when I think about it. By the way, where the imp disappeared, there is something flowing down, you can go and take a look, maybe you can use it. With that, Seinfeld found himself in control of his body.

Sure enough, where Chunhong stepped into the stone gate, there was a stone in the place. Of course, what it was, he didn't know.

I walked over and picked it up, but the shape was a little strange, and it seemed like I had seen it somewhere.

Turning his head and looking at the bronze door, a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.

Walked quickly to the door, looked at the recessed place, and then looked at the stone in his hand, it turned out to be a perfect match.

It's just that this position is a bit embarrassing, he is one meter eight tall, but with his arms, he is only about two meters two or three. But the location of that groove is three meters above the ground.

Even if you jump up on your own, you can't reach it.

At this moment, he knew the benefits of height.

"Can you help me hang my body in the air again?" Seinfeld asked.

"If you want to talk to me, you don't have to say it, just feel it with your heart. As he spoke, he sighed and said, "You don't need my help at all, the introduction to the cultivation spell I gave you just now has something about this spell, you can go and take a look." Your spiritual power should be almost able to exert it now. ”

After getting the hint, Song Feiyu quickly opened it and quickly found the spell.

The name is also very simple, it is called flotation.

It's just that this spell determines the time to float according to the strength of the caster.

But because this spell is suitable for entry-level cultivators, when it comes to the real powerhouses, such as cultivators in the Jindan period, they are all able to fly with their swords.

So it wasn't needed at all, but this spell happened to be the most suitable spell for Seinfeld right now.

Close your eyes, memorize the mantra for casting the spell, and begin to recite the mantra silently.

It was as if there was a gust of wind under his feet, slowly dragging his body up. Although the body floated, I didn't feel weightlessness at all.

Seeing that I succeeded in my first performance, I still had a little sense of accomplishment in my heart.

"It's worthy of my husband, talent is extraordinary. The woman said happily in her heart.