There was no one in the wilderness.

There was a half-dead old tree standing in the sky, and a flock of crows with bad intentions stood on the tree.

Song Qian walked side by side with one person, walking, and the people around him disappeared like smoke and mist.

He looked back and forth, but could not find anyone who had traveled with him anyway.

Thorns appeared under his feet, and he didn't see them, letting the spikes cut through the legs of his shirt and trousers, but he still moved forward firmly.

He had to find the man.

That's a very important person.

He cried out with a loud voice, and the shouts echoed across the wilderness, and only the rattling of the crows answered him.

A city appeared in the depths of the wilderness, and he squinted his eyes at the plaque at the gate.

There were two vague words on the plaque, and he tried very hard to make them, but he couldn't see them clearly.

At that moment the raven fluttered and quacked towards the city, but in a moment it quacked and flew back and landed on the branches.

They tilted their heads up, their necks stretched out, as if they had swallowed something, and their eyes showed some contentment.

Song Qian looked at them, and they also yelled at him defiantly, opening their mouths, revealing the flesh and blood scraps that had not been eaten cleanly at the corners of their mouths.

A crow squeezes away from its companion and stands at the front.

With a defiant glint in its eyes, it flicked its head to reveal a pair of bells, a glimmer of light refracted under the lifeless sky.

"Get out!"

Song Qian sat up suddenly, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

It turned out that it was just a dream.

He bent one leg and braced his arm up, his head bowed and gasping slightly.

For eighteen years, he has always had similar dreams, some of which he remembers clearly, and some of which he forgets when he opens his eyes, but the feeling in the dream has never changed.

It's all the same desolation and despair.

He lifted the quilt, changed out of his sweat-soaked bedclothes, packed up, and dressed neatly before walking out in the moonlight.

Walking to the porch and standing still, he looked at the moon cave door, and the gesture was not so much looking at the scenery, but waiting for the person who had not returned for a long time.

"Zimu. ”

Song Qian turned around when he heard this.

One person walked out of the shadow under the corridor, and his appearance was seven points similar to Song Qian.

Song Qian bowed, "Big brother." ”

Song Yuan raised his hand to return the salute, "Another nightmare?"

Song Qian's expression was faint, "No." ”

Song Yuan knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so he sighed lightly and changed the subject, "Do you want to participate in this year's Shangyuan Temple Festival?"

Song Qian closed his eyes, "I'll think about it." ”

In ancient times, there was no Shangyuan temple sacrifice, this is the fall of the Taishang Daozu, after the five realms were divided, the world in order to commemorate the achievements of the Daozu, with the birthday of the Daozu on February 15 as the positive day, and carried out large-scale sacrificial activities.

Taishang Daozu is Song Qian's mentor, whether it is from the point of view of love or righteousness, he should be present, but there is a reason why everyone is secretive, but no one criticizes him, he arrives, everyone is welcome, he is not there, everyone should not know.

Song Qian was silent.

Song Yuan was also silent.

The atmosphere between the two brothers was a little stagnant for a while.

After a while, Song Yuan opened his mouth first, "You have been ...... recently." Okay, it's okay on the day of the Shangyuan Temple Festival, right?"

It's okay.

Both brothers understood what these three words meant.

Song Qian's expression was still faint, "I've always been fine." ”

Song Yuan looked at Song Qian deeply a few times, shook his head and walked away.

Although he is the eldest brother, he is not easy to ask about some things in the face of the younger brother of one of the nine saints of Qingjingtai, and he is not easy to take care of some things.

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The sun shone on the earth, and the corpses on the coffins moved, raising their hands to cover their eyes.

Wait a minute.

Sunlight?

Tu Shanling opened her eyes suddenly, and she didn't even care that her eyes were stinged by the sun, until her eyes were sour and tears flowed out, she climbed onto the coffin, sat on it and shook her legs, and laughed happily.

I, Tu Shan, was silent and made a comeback.

Hey, this is the ...... in my head Master Pet Contract!

What a big dog guts, the spirit pet actually caught the head of the eldest daughter of the Tushan clan, how many lives do you have to die!

Tu Shanling waved her hand angrily, the expected black water exploded but did not appear, she hurriedly checked her body, only to find that her body was extremely weak, and the spiritual power in the dantian was even more pitiful.

It's not my body.

Tu Shanling stretched out a finger and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows, and the main pet contract appeared, and there was an order on the contract.

"I don't know who you are, but I know that you must be very powerful, I am willing to burn the true spirit to help you get out of trouble, I just ask you to take care of my aunt for me, for me...... Revenge!"

Burn the True Spirit.

Tu Shanling blinked.

When she first woke up, she did notice that there was a remnant of the soul sacrifice around her, so the original owner of this body could be regarded as her savior!

If you save your life, you can't care about the matter of the lord's favor contract.

After resting for a while, and gathering enough strength, Tu Shanling turned over and stood on the coffin, she touched the nails nailed to the coffin, and her spirit was immediately a little unstable.

Soul Nail!

What is a Soul Suppression Nail?

This nail is a very poisonous magic weapon in the cultivation world, and its degree of poison can be ranked in the top three.

As soon as a person dies, take the soul suppression nail and nail it into his limbs and the vital point of spiritual power, which can suppress his soul so that he cannot be reincarnated and reborn from the body, and he cannot gather yin qi and resentment and turn into a ghost, eliminating the possibility of revenge for the deceased.

"Dog Jusheng, I'm still your junior sister, you treat me like this?!"

The two armies are fighting, the soldiers are not tired of cheating, she Tu Shan Lingqi is a bad move, if she loses, she loses, she doesn't complain at all, she can use the soul nail, it's too much.

She was angry.

When she regained some strength, she went to the court to dig out Ju Sheng's lair.

She rolled over and lay on the coffin, reaching out to pick at the coffin board, which was so tightly buttoned that she couldn't even stuff her nails in.

"My tail!"

Ninety percent of the strength of the nine-tailed fox clan is condensed on the tail, one percent is condensed on one tail, and one percent is gathered in the flesh.

Tu Shanling didn't panic when she changed her body, but she couldn't get her tail back, so she was a little panicked.

She didn't dare to touch the soul settling nail, and she couldn't pick the coffin board, so she could only give up, just wait for him to think of a way, and then come back to retrieve the tail.

She had a tiger face and stepped on the black water.

The foot sank down.

She frowned slightly, "You can pull me down again!"

The evil ghost in the black water stiffened his back, and obediently floated up, letting her step on it.

Tu Shanling raised his hand and pointed to the shore, "Let's go." ”

The evil ghost was angry, and he swelled for three points, but he couldn't vent, so he could only obediently carry Tu Shanling to the shore.

As soon as Tu Shanling stepped on the ground, the demon's neck quickly shrank, and he disappeared into the black water, as if he was afraid that she would eat him.

She blinked, blinked, but still couldn't find the right way out, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at the murderous corpse hiding behind a tree with a crooked neck to peek into her brain.

The yin qi and resentment in this place are too heavy, and the cultivation of this physical body is too weak, and it is just a mortal womb, and it is impossible to see through this naturally formed "ghost hitting the wall", so you have to find local residents to lead the way.

"You, come here. ”

The murderous corpse has been dead for I don't know how many years, and its whole body is stiff, and I didn't expect to experience the feeling of trembling in my calves and stomach today.

He trembled and approached Tu Shanling, and roared, with the intention of selling well-behaved, but he didn't know that the person in front of him was just a Xibei who had no soul coercion, and did not match the cultivation.

Tu Shanling: "Lead the way." ”

The murderous corpse nodded, and shuffled towards the outer circle of the heavenly corpse.

After walking for half an hour, Tu Shanling saw a clear boundary, the yin qi inside the line was strong, and the spiritual energy outside the line was full.

There it is.

As soon as she was out of bounds, a stone the size of a half-fist flew out diagonally, and smashed straight into the corner of her forehead.