After all, Chen Mofei still felt that he knew very little about this world, she thought that there were demons and spirit masters in this world, which already made him feel very strange, but he didn't expect that even stranger things were just that he hadn't encountered them yet.

The young man holding the sword explained the difference between ghosts and spirits to Chen Mofei, it turned out that ghosts were born of resentment in the world, full of anger, and had a pair of scarlet eyes.

And the spirit is the soul of a person, the stronger the spirit, the closer it is to the substance, and it looks no different from a normal person, and the spirit of the sword-hugging boy is only a trace of the remnant soul, so it seems a little ethereal, even weak, but even so, the sword-hugging young man's sword can still cut Duan Rou's flames, Chen Mofei couldn't help but sigh his strength in his heart.

The boy holding the sword is named Jian Ziyi.

In front of everyone, although he looks like a teenager, he is actually a hundred years old.

Chen Mofei didn't know what to call the other party now, if he called the other party grandpa, it would not be a big deal.

Jian Ziyi condensed his spiritual power at the age of eight, broke through the yellow level at the age of ten, and broke through the Xuan level at the age of twelve.

He was selected as a sword by the Longshan Sword Sect, known as the first sword sect in the world, and wanted to train him to become the next head, and for a time the stars held the moon.

But Mu Xiu is in the forest, the wind will destroy it, the unprecedented talent has been jealous of many peers, and the identity of Jianzi is also deeply coveted, and Jian Ziyi was born poor, just the son of a farmer, without power and power, which makes some people vicious and brave, and choose to take risks and cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

One day, Jian Ziyi was in retreat and cultivating, wanting to break through to the realm of a ground-level spirit master in one fell swoop.

At this time, an accident happened, a cold light flashed, and many masked people killed him without warning, Jian Ziyi was concentrating on breaking through the realm, and was forcibly interrupted by a sudden change, and suddenly went crazy, and the spiritual power in his body was extremely chaotic, and he could explode and die at any time.

But in the face of great difficulty, countless masked people swung their swords to kill, Jian Ziyi must not sit still, in a panic, he tried his best to stabilize the spiritual power in his body, and struggled to resist the assassination of the masked man.

But in the end, he was outnumbered, and Jian Zi was invincible, and he was wounded and fled, but on the way to escape, he once again encountered a group of masked men, who were in an endless stream and were tightly arranged, not giving him a chance to escape.

The masked man didn't say much, and directly swung his sword to kill Jian Ziyi.

Jian Ziyi was faced with the situation of being intercepted in front and chasing soldiers in the back, and under the embattlement, at the cost of damaging the origin, he forcibly stimulated all the spiritual power in his body, and fought his internal organs to pieces, and he simply fought his way out.

But there are too many masked people, even if he is covered in blood, and there are nearly hundreds of dead souls under the sword, but there are still batches of masked people pouring out from all directions.

Jian Zi fought and retreated, and was finally forced to the edge of a cliff in Longshan.

After the cliff, there is an abyss with no bottom in sight, and the sword is as resolute as a desperate situation.

Jian Ziyi, who was depleted of spiritual power, knew that his life was short, so he inserted the blood-drenched long sword back into the scabbard, as for those masked people, Jian Ziyi was not a fool, in the entire Longshan Sword Sect, the one who wanted him to die the most, of course he knew who it was.

Want your own life?

As a sword, Jian Ziming was extremely arrogant in his heart, he would never beg for mercy, let alone hand over his body to the other party for adjudication, he glanced at the top of Longshan with cold eyes, and jumped backwards without hesitation, jumping into the abyss.

And the ugly old man is named Tu Song.

Unlike Jian Ziyi's experience of becoming famous at a young age, Tu Song grew up extremely ugly since he was a child, so he was abandoned by his parents and became an orphan in the world.

He survived in the mountains, forests and wilderness, in order to survive, he had eaten countless wild vegetables and wild fruits, for this reason, he did not know how many times he was highly poisoned, almost died, I don't know whether it was his tenacious vitality or God's favor, after a few escapes from death, Tu Song gradually understood pharmacology, practiced a special physique of anti-poison, and even with his own experience, he learned to make poison and pharmacology.

He is not a genius, he can only experiment with his body repeatedly, and his body has become even uglier because of this, and he is not more than twenty years old, which is the appearance of a candle in the wind and a candle.

But because of the blessing of misfortune, under the coma again and again, a trace of spiritual power suddenly generated in his body made him perceive the opportunity to change his fate.

He walked thousands of miles and went to Yanhuang Valley, who was the medicine of the Imperial Spirit Realm at that time, but he was abandoned by Yanhuang Valley again because of his ugly appearance.

He was unwilling, quietly lurking in the Yanhuang Valley, people were unwilling to accept him, so he secretly stood, but in the end he was discovered, Yanhuang Valley dug out one of his eyeballs in order to punish him, and beat him half to death.

Tu Song hated in his heart, and did a big thing that shocked the spirit world at that time, on a rainy night, he sprinkled the homemade poison on the Yanhuang Valley, the target of the poison was not people, but the unique medicinal materials in the Yanhuang Valley, he actually wanted to cut off the lifeblood of the Yanhuang Valley!

The rain carried the pungent venom, and soon seeped into the soil of the Yanhuang Valley, and almost overnight, the priceless medicinal herbs in the Yanhuang Valley were rotted cleanly.

Since then, Tu Song has been hunted down and killed by the people of Yanhuang Valley day and night, and Yanhuang Valley has even issued a reward order to arrest Tu Song with a lot of money, a notoriety known as the Poison Master of the Absolute Valley, which resounded throughout the spirit world.

Tu Song fled all the way, and finally fled to the foot of Longshan Mountain, which was thousands of miles away from Yanhuang Valley.

And in a deep pool at the foot of Longshan Mountain, Tu Song found Jian Ziyi's body.

The water in the deep pool was cold and biting, Jian Ziyi's body had not yet decayed, Tu Song salvaged the corpse, and saw that Jian Ziyi was resentful before his death, and for a while there was a feeling of pity in his heart, so he wanted to perform the art of returning to the sky and save Jian Ziyi's life, but in the final analysis, he still wanted to use Jian Ziyi's corpse to practice his hands.

But is the art of returning to heaven a power that mortals can have?

Tu Song spent seven days and seven nights, spent countless medicinal stones, and ended in failure without any suspense.

But it was not for nothing, Tu Song's actions awakened a trace of spirit left on Jian Ziyi's body.

"In this way, I met Tu Lao, one person and one spirit, and spent nearly a hundred years together. ”

The sword-hugging boy finally finished telling the story.

Chen Mofei fell silent for a while, and sighed deeply that the fate of the two of them was extremely difficult, and for a while, he didn't know how to speak.

"Since Tu Lao met me, he has spent nearly a lifetime searching for a way to return to heaven for me......"

"That's right, this has become my obsession, what Yanhuanggu can't do, I want to do it, I want to prove to the world that Yanhuanggu has no eyes, I want everyone to know that Yanhuanggu is not worthy of me!" Tu Song was very indignant, took the words and gritted his teeth and said.

"Shouldn't these wisteria flowers be the only ones left in the world?" asked Duan Rou.

Tu Song laughed proudly: "Haha, the people of Yanhuang Valley never imagined that I stole a handful of purple wisteria seeds back then, and now I have cultivated them, boy, now you know how much money you wasted just now!"

Chen Mofei replied with an apologetic look in embarrassment: "I'm sorry..... Those who don't know are not guilty, haha. ”

Jian Ziyi looked at Chen Mofei: "Now, you can always believe that Tu Lao and I are not the group you are worried about, right?"

Chen Mofei was obviously relieved, but Duan Rou would never let down his vigilance completely because of the story the other party said: "But what do you want to know from the two of us?"

"I want to know if the power of God really exists, because that is the key to whether Ziyi's soul can return to his body!"

Tu Song said excitedly.

After experiencing countless failures, Tu Song finally understood that as a mortal, he did not have the ability to bring people back to life, so he let go of the obsession in his heart, the years passed mercilessly, Tu Song was also old, he took Jian Ziyi to this remote and quiet town to open a medical center, and began to live an ordinary life, so more than ten years passed, suddenly a news came from Suzhou City, and the remarks about God and Heavenly Thunder once again made his blood rush and excited.

If there is divine help, Jian Ziyi will definitely be reborn!

This is Tu Song's last hope, at this moment, Chen Mofei and the two came to this medical hall, combined with the news from Suzhou City, Tu Song felt that the two came too coincidentally, and then looked at the expressions and demeanors of the two, it seemed that they were very concerned about their identities, Tu Song had strong suspicions, and tested step by step, and the black-clothed people outside the door just now had to make him curious about the true identities of the two again, if it was really what he guessed, then his obsession would be realized one day in his lifetime, and Tu Song would die without regrets.

"So, do you think the power of God can resurrect this spirit body?" Duan Rou asked, pointing at Jian Ziyi.

Chen Mofei frowned and gently pressed Duan Rou's hand: "You are so rude!"

Jian Ziyi smiled and shook his head, not caring.

Tu Song is actually not sure, because no one has ever seen a god, no one knows what divine power is, and some are just all kinds of rumors about gods and myths and stories in ancient books.

But if he can't even do it with the power of God, what reason does Tu Song have to persevere?

"Actually, I've been to the temple too, and I've knelt in front of the tall and majestic statues to pray for divine power like those pedantic people, I'm really ashamed to be so ashamed to be a spiritual master..........

Although Tu Song's approach was indeed a bit ridiculous in the eyes of the Spirit Master, no one laughed at it without words.

After hearing so much, Chen Mofei was no longer disgusted with Tu Song's terrifying face, and he even blamed himself a little for judging people by their appearance.

Walking in front of Tu Song, Chen Mofei patted Tu Song's shoulder and said: "The heart of the doctor's parents, as long as you do nothing to save people, you should not feel ashamed, this is the benevolence of the doctor!

"The benevolence of the healer?" Tu Song obviously heard someone say such a thing to himself for the first time, and these words were extremely shocking to his ears.

He, who has never been affirmed by others, can't help but look at himself with some suspicion, he has the benevolence of a doctor?

Jian Ziyi said again: "At this point, our words are finished, if the two of you are indeed not what we expected, this room has a secret passage leading to the North Mountain outside the town, which was chiseled by the people of Tu Lao to prevent the flames of the Yellow Valley, and the two of them left on their own." ”

Chen Mofei paced back and forth in the room, dragging his chin with his left hand, as if thinking about something.

Then, he took a certain step, as if he had made up his mind, turned his head and said to Duan Rou: "Duan Rou, I have decided!"

Duan Rou was taken aback, but she didn't have time to stop it, so Chen Mofei took off the immortal lock in front of her neck in front of everyone.

A surging spiritual power reappeared, feeling the changes in Chen Mofei, Jian Ziyi and Tu Song both showed surprise.

Chen Mofei tried his best to control his strength, and a black electric light flashed around him, and then, he immediately put back the immortal lock, and his spiritual power dissipated instantly.

Tightly between these three breaths, Jian Ziyi and Tu Song stared at Chen Mofei's actions in amazement, and were deeply stunned in place, even Tu Song's rickety back couldn't bear the surprise and excitement at this time, and obviously stood up a little.

"You...... You..... Sure enough....... It's true.... It's true..... There is God!"