"Elder Li, how is my father's injury?" Miao Xian'er said, standing beside Miao Zhentian (shēn).

Li Lao stood up cross-legged, stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "Xian'er, your father is seriously injured, but if you want to be completely healed, it will take a while." I'm afraid that this time, the Miao family will depend on you. ”

When Miao Xian'er heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Old Li, what about your injury?"

"My injuries are fine. Although the injury is more serious, the foundation is only slightly damaged. The burning essence and blood, I'm afraid it will take three or five years to recover as before. It's just realm cultivation, I'm afraid I won't be able to break through in this life. ”

As soon as Li Lao's words came out, Miao Xian'er knew that Li Lao had no possibility of diligent cultivation in this life.

But to put it mildly, it just doesn't make Miao Xian'er worry.

Miao Xian'er was just about to kneel, and she also hugged her fists and said, "Such a great grace, Li Lao is worshiped by me." ”

Li Tianming held Miao Xian'er up with a floating cloud hand, and said, "What are you doing!" I have lived in the Miao family for so many years, and Brother Miao and I are confidants. Don't do it again. ”

"Yes," Miao Xian'er nodded.

"These few (rì) I will help your father, dredge the meridians, disperse the blocked meridians, the affairs of the Miao family, and the burial of the rest of the Miao family, all of which will be handed over to you. Dawn commanded.

"However, Brother Sacrifice" Miao Xian'er still wants to fight again, hoping that the Jun Sacrifice will be buried in the Miao Family Cemetery.

"I know, but you are a wonderful person, and other people's opinions still have to be listened to. You can find a quiet and peaceful place, a place where you can fall, and I'm sure he'll like it. After all, this matter had already reached his ears, and he still had to pay attention to the feelings of the rest of the Miao family and weigh the pros and cons.

"When you bury Jun Boy, I'll go to see him"

Miao Xian'er knew that it was unintentional, so she hugged her fists and retreated.

Miao Xian'er originally wanted to bury the Jun Sacrifice in a cemetery, but Li Laoyi said that it was not impossible to find a quiet place.

Immediately, the night grew deeper.

The quiet wind blew through the inner hall to the side hall where the priest lay down.

The doors and windows flickered, the candlelight flickered, and it was erratic...

And at this time, in the case of no one (qíng), the body of Jun Sacrifice Land (shēn) seems to be shining slightly, fleeting. Even if someone were standing next to him (shēn), they might not be able to find anything out of the ordinary.

......

In the depths of the Monarch Sacrifice Spirit Sea, a golden seal suddenly lit up.

"Ahem, cough, I've been asleep for so long before I regained my strength. Out of the golden seal came the phantom of a white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man stretched his hands and feet, and suddenly found that the spiritual sea he was staying in was dull and lifeless.

"Could it be that this kid is dead?" The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "This is not good! I finally found someone with such a strong soul power, and if this person dies, then I will have to find another place." As soon as I go out, that person senses my breath and all the previous efforts are in vain. ”

"But if I don't save him, at most seven (rì) will break his soul. But the strength I have managed to accumulate is "The white-haired old man was distressed for a while.

"Forget it. I'll just help him, and I can be regarded as helping myself" The white-haired old man waved his hand and said, "Let me see how much your soul is dissolved"

Any cultivator whose spiritual sea is undamaged and has no vitality will have his soul collapse much slower than that of ordinary people.

And the scattered soul will drift away in their own spiritual sea for a period of time, and the memory will slowly disappear.

With a wave of his hand, the white-haired old man used his accumulated strength to quickly collect the stranded soul fragments that had been scattered by the Jun Sacrifice.

A moment later.

"Hmmm, that's weird, not even a trace of soul remnants have been found. It stands to reason that this person is already dead, and the soul will not collapse so quickly. I can't even explore it with my strength", rubbing his beard, he said, "It's really weird!"

Suddenly, at this time, a bright light from the depths of the spiritual sea gradually surfaced on the surface of the spiritual sea.

It was a crystal pendant that glowed pale green.

"Huh?"

The white-haired old man had never seen this thing, so he was suddenly curious, sucked in his palm, and flew directly over.

The white-haired old man used his soul power to probe deeply, and with a "bang", he was stopped by a force and bounced out.

"The light emitted by this crystal pendant is so comfortable, there seems to be infinite life force in it, and the power of my soul has been ejected, it seems that it is not a mortal thing. ”

Immediately, a ball of light came out of the crystal pendant, and the light cluster wrapped the complete soul of the Jun Sacrifice, and slowly placed it at the feet of the white-haired old man, and the soul of the Jun Sacrifice lay quietly in the appearance of the Jun Sacrifice.

The soul of the monarch sacrifice did not have the slightest intention of dispersing, and outside the soul, a layer of faint green light enveloped it.

"The soul is not dispersed, it seems that the level of this crystal pendant should be at the spirit weapon level, this little guy has a lot of good things" Before the white-haired old man walked out of the seal, he paid attention to everything on the Jun Sacrifice (shēn), among which the white-haired old man glanced at the sword in Jun Sai's hand and knew that it was not as simple as a treasure weapon.

"With two high-grade spiritual weapons in hand, this kid's opportunity is really not ordinary."

A moment later, the king woke up.

The moment I opened my eyes, a strange and familiar place, I felt as if I had seen it.

The white-haired old man saw that Jun Sai had woken up and said, "Little one, you are awake." ”

Jun Sai raised his eyes and saw that there was an old man in front of him, and looked at him with a smile.

"Senpai, where is this?" The soul state of the monarch priest slowly stood up and asked.

"Hahaha, I don't even know how to answer your question. The white-haired old man laughed.

He looked around, and he was on the shore of a sea where he couldn't see the edge of the sea, and there were scattered lights in the water.

Jun Sai stepped forward and walked a few steps, reached out to grab it, a point of light was held in his hand, Jun Sai took a closer look, and exclaimed: "This ......"

"Don't be surprised, these points of light are your scattered memories. And you are now in the sea of souls deep in your own soul. The white-haired old man replied.

"Isn't this hell, or is it a place where people die and are reincarnated?" asked the king.

The white-haired old man laughed when he heard this, and a smile on his face that he hadn't seen for many years appeared, and he said with a smile: "It's no wonder that you don't know, after all, your cultivation has not yet reached the realm of real soul voyeurism." This is not a hell, this is the sea of your own soul, to put it in layman's terms, it is the sea of your soul, the place where your memories and experiences are stored, and the place where your spirit is. Of course, there are also people who call it the sea of spirits. ”

Jun Sai seemed to understand these words, and when I was a child, I also heard Master devour blood talk about them, and they were just a few words when they were chatting.

Jun Sai asked again, "That senior, how did you enter my soul sea?"

The white-haired old man was a little overwhelmed by this question, and if he said that he was hunted down and killed, (ròu) (shēn) was destroyed, (bī) had to flee into his soul sea, it would seem that he was too incompetent. After all, every strong person will have more or less self-esteem in front of the weak, even if there is only a soul left, he has to show his strength.

"Ahem, this is it," the white-haired old man explained while thinking, "I was too powerful in my lifetime, and my enemies gathered many strong people in the world to attack me when I was in retreat. As a result, the thunder tribulation fell, and I (shēn) was seriously injured and escaped from the encirclement, and when I had no choice but to use a secret technique, destroy (ròu) (shēn), and finally escaped in a soul state"

As he spoke, the white-haired old man replied with a slight shyness, but his face was filled with hatred as soon as he mentioned it.

Jun Sai also looked at the changes in the old man's eyes at this time, and the hatred was not deliberately pretended, it was really hateful.

"I have escaped for decades, and I have entered the sea of souls of hundreds of people, some of them are ordinary people, and some of them are of the Venerable level, but they are all souls that cannot satisfy my recovery, so I change back and forth, but every time I change someone, I will be found by that person to find my traces", and finally I was really helpless (bī) and secretly came to this place, just twenty years ago, when you were born, it was raining heavily, thunder and lightning, and I was floating around (dàng) When I was hiding, I found that although your soul was formed, your soul sea was stronger than that of an ordinary person, so I chose you, and after entering your (shēn) body, I sealed myself and slept forever, and nourished my soul with your soul sea. ”

The white-haired old man spread his hands helplessly and said, "So I'm here." ”

Jun Sai seemed to understand that the old man in front of him had taken refuge in his soul sea.

"Senior, now I am in a soul state, and I am not really dead yet. Am I still saved?"

The white-haired old man stroked his beard, walked around thoughtfully, thought for a while, and said, "There is salvation, there is salvation, but it is a little difficult." ”

"Oh, what difficulty?" Jun Sai was a little excited in his heart, he didn't expect that he would be able to survive.

"According to common sense, your realm has not yet reached my level, and it is impossible for your soul to remain undispersed. Just now I checked your (shēn) body soul, and the reason why your soul is not scattered should be the crystal pendant around your neck," the old man paused. After the crystal pendant saved the soul of the king, it was not until the king's sacrifice woke up and returned to the neck of the king's sacrifice.

Then he said: "If you want to be resurrected, I'm afraid you still need the crystal pendant around your neck to urge your soul to return to its place. Of course, I can help you with that. It's just..."

"But what?" said the king. He desperately wanted to be resurrected, and what he wanted to see most now was Miao Xian'er and the others.

"I need a breath of living anger to draw breath into my body. Only the vitality of the living can merge your soul with the body and stimulate the body to reaccommodate the soul that has long since detached. Only in this way will you have a chance to wake up. ”

"There is no life, even with the help of the power of the crystal pendant on your neck, the soul returns to its place, you are also an unconscious person, your five senses are closed, except for a faint breath, there is no difference between a dead person" The old man said seriously.

"Angry, draw qi into the body, this is the first time I've heard of this method," Jun Sai said.

The old man snorted coldly, "How dare you question me?"

"No, no. Jun Sai shook his head again and again.

"The continental world is vast. The strong are even more numerous. You haven't heard much of it, and if you're just relying on hearsay, boy, you're short-sighted. The old man said.

"What the seniors have taught is that the younger generations have been taught. "Jun sacrifices his fists.

"Okay, don't come to the void. If I hadn't relied on you to restore my soul, I would have taken care of you. As soon as I make a move, no matter how far away, my enemy will sense it. Help you, I'm also (bī) a last resort, that's it. ”

The old man said, "As for being angry, I can't help it. It can only depend on fate. ”

"Fate, what fate?" said Jun Sai.

"See if anyone is close to you when you see you off. Only in this way can I use the power of my soul to extract a breath of his anger at the moment of approach. Too stupid" The old man waved his hand, and above the sea of souls of the king's sacrifice, an image appeared, but this image was the size of a skull, pitch black.

"You keep an eye on this, this is that you can see the outside world, it's just an image within five meters of your eyes, if someone comes close and appears in it, tell me. Because this is your only chance to be resurrected. ”

"Ah......" The old man sighed, stretched his waist and walked slowly to the golden seal, "If someone approaches you, you can just call me." ”

Jun Sai clenched his fists and said, "Thank you senior!"

Immediately, the priest sat cross-legged, trying to probe the condition of his own body (shēn) in his soul state, and carefully staring at the void above the sea of souls.

Didn't leave for a moment.