At this time, Hui Mian couldn't help but think of Stephen Chow's words in Journey to the West, 'Why can you hate a person for five, ten, or even five hundred years, and why can people's hatred be so big?' ’

This question, Hui Mian didn't know how to answer, and even Tang Seng didn't know what to do, he went to get the Western Scripture, just to resolve the hatred in people's hearts, but are those really useful?

Hui Mian's thoughts jumped out of the clouds, and it wasn't until a chuckle from the singer that he pulled his thoughts back.

Ge Ji smiled: "Okay, I won't accompany you, I haven't gone out for hundreds of years, and I don't know what the human world looks like now, I'm really a little nostalgic!" ”

Hui Mian was a little confused, and he asked, "Didn't you say that there is a ban in the labyrinth of hell, how do you get out?" ”

"The ban on the labyrinth is for evil spirits, and now my resentment is gone, and now I am a strong person at best... The forbidden body of the soul body, the labyrinth, can't bind me anymore! Ge Ji laughed.

"I'll go、Is that okay?" Hui Mian was a little surprised.

"Okay, little brother, there's one last thing, I'm done, and I'm leaving!" She fiddled with the pipa and said softly: "I said before, if there is a misunderstanding between me and my husband, I will spare the three of you from dying, and I will give you a treasure!" ”

"Now, please tell me if you want to accept this gift!" Ge Ji suddenly put away her smile, she stared at Hui Mian, and said with a straight face.

The singer suddenly became serious, and Hui Mian was taken aback, and he didn't know why, in order to hide his embarrassment, he hurriedly laughed.

"A gift sent to the door, there is no reason not to want it, what a good thing, show it to me!"

This is Huimian's true words, with his character of losing things if he doesn't pick up things when he walks, how can he not want others to give him gifts.

What's more, the person who gave him a gift was still an 'unattainable' master, could the things she gave be bad!

...

"That's good!" The singer stood up.

"This thing is extraordinary, I will give it to you, you have to take good care of it, remember not to lose it!"

"So serious, what you gave me shouldn't be the legendary artifact of time, right?" Hui Mian smiled.

He saw that the singer had become very serious and the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he wanted to make a joke and relax.

But who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, the singer nodded slowly.

"You're right, although it's just a broken artifact, but there is a wisp of artifact spirit attached to it, strictly speaking, it is indeed qualified to be called an artifact!"

Hui Mian had a bunker expression, and the whole person was so excited that he didn't know what to say!

This is an artifact, a legendary existence, even an ancient temple like the Huasheng Temple that is tens of thousands of years old, it is said that there are only one or two pieces, which shows the rarity of the artifact.

And now, the singer said that she wanted to give Hui Mian an artifact, although it was a broken artifact, but it was an artifact after all, if this news spread, it would definitely cause an uproar in the rivers and lakes!

"Are you really going to give me an artifact?" Hui Mian couldn't believe it, he suspected that he had misheard.

The singer didn't say anything more, she picked up the trick, and her whole body shone brightly.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the air in front of Hui, and there were ripples.

Kiss...

There was a soft thud, as if something had cracked.

At this moment, the space in front of Hui suddenly lit up with a little golden light, and the golden light became more and more prosperous, and the person who stabbed couldn't open his eyes.

Hui Mian took a few steps back sharply, and at the same time reached out to cover his eyes, so as not to be burned by the golden light!

After a long time, the brilliance gradually faded, and Hui Mian dared to put his hand down.

It wasn't until this time that Hui Mian discovered that in front of him, there was a blade quietly levitating, which looked very much like a wand!

The demon pestle is about one meter two long, the thickness of an adult's wrist, and there are nearly 10 cm sharp blades at each end.

The middle part of the wand is carved with several Buddha statues, the Buddha statues are covered with Buddhist scriptures, and the pestle is pale gold as a whole, but there are a few blue and red gems in the carved parts of the Buddha statues!

…

"This is..."

Hui Mian was a little surprised, and he reached out to touch it.

"This is a magic wand, called soul cultivation!" Singer said.

"Soul cultivation?"

Hui Mian suddenly thought that in the game, the blades held by the Shura puppet ghosts in their hands seemed to be somewhat similar to this wand!

Hui Mian is a little distracted!

At this moment, he felt that he was grasping the hand of the soul cultivator, and suddenly a tingling pain came out.

"It hurts..."

Hui Mian screamed in pain, he hurriedly threw off the wand he was holding, and when he looked at his hand, it was actually blood-red, and the blood was dripping down.

But the strange thing is that not a single drop of blood from Hui Mian's hands fell to the ground.

During the fall, those blood droplets suddenly changed their course and flew towards the wand that was thrown out, merging with it!

"What's going on?" Huimian was stunned.

He looked at the singer, hoping that the other party would give him an explanation.

And the singer also happened to look at Hui Mian, with an incredible face.

"I really didn't expect that the little brother is also a person with great fortune!"

"How?" Hui Mian was puzzled.

He had just held the hand of the Demon Suppressor, and the blood had almost been sucked dry by it, and now there was not a trace of blood in his entire arm, it was extremely white, and it was cold and numb, and he almost lost consciousness.

If he hadn't reacted in time and threw out his wand, his entire arm would have been saved!

This... Is it also a blessing?

...

Unexpectedly, as soon as Huimian's voice fell, the singer chuckled.

"You, you really don't know the blessings in the blessings, you better take a look at the changes in soul cultivation first!"

'You people, if you don't say it directly, you have to make a fool of yourself, is it interesting!' Hui Mian slandered in his heart.

However, he was very obedient and turned to check on the soul cultivator who had fallen to the ground.

The appearance of the soul cultivator did not change much, but at the sharp blades at both ends, there were a few more blood-red silk threads, emitting a bloodthirsty light.

"How so?" Hui Mian exclaimed!

What surprised him was not the change in the appearance of the soul cultivator, but when he approached the soul cultivator, he could clearly feel a trace of fluctuation coming from the soul cultivator.

It was the induction of the soul, and Hui Mian actually felt that the soul cultivator was now very 'excited' like a child who had left home, and after a lot of hardships, he finally found his relatives.

It's cheering!

Hui Mian was shocked, his heart was pounding rapidly, and he felt at this time that there was a feeling of blood connection between him and the soul cultivator, like a part of his body.

Hui Mian slowly stretched out his right hand, and his heart moved, only to see the soul cultivator who was originally lying on the ground, humming, let out a trilling sound, and instantly flew back to Hui Mian's hand.