Outside the capital, in a valley ten miles to the southwest.

Xiao Lin quietly left the Xiao family, throwing off the guards who were secretly following him. He hid his identity and took Luo Qianyu out of the capital, and no one could discover their whereabouts.

And Gu Hai and Yuexin and other sixteen young boys and girls also packed their bags and left the Xiao family, under Xiao Lin's explanation, they carefully prevented being followed, and slowly left the city.

At this moment, dusk is gradually falling.

Xiao Lin and Luo Qianyu were located deep in the valley forest, and the surroundings were extremely silent, but occasionally there would be bursts of wild beast roars.

"Lord, I'm ready. Luo Qianyu exhaled deeply and said in a firm voice.

Xiao Lin looked up at the dark night that was gradually sinking, stared down at Luo Qianyu expressionlessly, and said solemnly: "Next, you must remember to hold your breath and concentrate on the method of running the Shura Ghost Dao, no matter what you see in front of you, you must not be distracted, remember." ”

"Lord, I see. Luo Qianyu knew that there was no room for carelessness in the future, and his face was solemn without any slackness.

"Then let's get started! I'll be there for you. ”

Xiao Lin put his hands lightly on his back, his eyes were like torches, but they were as dark as an abyss.

"Thank you, Lord. Luo Qianyu bowed respectfully to Xiao Lin, and then faded off the black robe he was wearing, revealing his illusory resentful soul body.

Dusk is depressing, and the cold wind is blowing.

Luo Qianyu slowly threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then sat cross-legged in the deep valley forest, slowly closing a pair of empty eyes.

Shura ghost way, conquer heaven and earth, condense flesh and blood, gather the aura of all things, and scatter the thoughts of resentful souls.

The ghost path is not tolerated by heaven and earth, if you want to enter the vein of ghost cultivation, you will definitely experience the scenes you passed through in your previous life. If a cultivator loses his mind and is distracted, he will definitely lose himself as a result, causing the curse of heaven to descend and his soul to be scattered.

Therefore, Xiao Lin had already warned Luo Qianyu about the dangers involved, so that Luo Qianyu was ready. If Luo Qianyu can't step through this first threshold, then he can only disappoint Xiao Lin.

"The ghost road, divided into six spirits, opened three souls, a total of nine eons. This time entering the realm of Xuanyuan and reuniting the flesh is only the first step. Luo Qianyu, don't let me down. ”

Xiao Lin retreated some distance behind him, a hundred meters away from Luo Qianyu, he looked at Luo Qianyu's illusory resentful soul body sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes, and muttered to himself and clenched his hands.

Time passed slowly, and the night gradually fell on the earth, and the entire valley and deep forest were filled with a bleak cold and dangerous atmosphere.

Luo Qianyu sat cross-legged on the ground, his breath sank together, and his illusory soul body flashed and dimmed.

After a long time, Luo Qianyu's hollow black eyes slowly opened, and a majestic aura that was enough to oppress his soul burst out from the depths of his soul.

Xiao Lin in the distance looked at this scene, his eyes sank with a solemn look, and he said to himself: "One step of life, one step of death, whether you can really step into the ghost path depends on your own creation." ”

Time passed for another moment, and Luo Qianyu's aura became stronger and stronger, and his resentful soul body rose and fell like floating dust.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Luo Qianyu's resentful soul body made a muffled sound, and his eyes suddenly fell into a hollow look.

Scenes appeared in front of Luo Qianyu's eyes:

He saw the scene of his birth crying, he saw his toddler as a child, and he saw the parents who gave birth to him.

The picture in his eyes, Luo Qianyu seemed to be indulged in that peaceful day. Soon, he grew up, and when he went out to practice, he met a girl, who was very beautiful, but there was always a thin veil that blocked his view and made him feel very hazy.

One day, his family suffered a great change, and all his family members were slaughtered by the bandits, and by the time he learned about it, it was already too late.

He was furious, he wailed, he held a sharp blade in his hand, and with the cultivation of his Spirit Yuan Realm, he stepped on the place where the mountain bandits lived. And then...... He beheaded all the thieves and laid the heads of a hundred or so thieves on the graves of their relatives at home.

"Ah......h

He looked up and wailed, hoping to save the lives of his loved ones, but in vain. His sorrow seemed to move the heavens and the earth, as if the earth was mourning.

It began to rain, and it hit his heart and the devastated ruins of his family like a cold ray.

The wind was blowing, and the corners of his clothes were rattling.

His family is dead, his hatred is gone, and he walks aimlessly through the streets and alleys. His whole body was filled with blood, and the smell of blood was strong, so that pedestrians avoided it for a long time.

Everyone was alienating him, and the whole world seemed to be the only one left, and it seemed so bleak.

No one took pity on him, no one cared about him.

On this day, he still roams the streets like a walking corpse.

A young woman in a pale white dress came to him, the woman's face seemed to be covered by a thin veil, very hazy, very mysterious, she said: "Last time, you said you would come to me, why didn't you show up?"

His empty and dead eyes slowly lifted, staring at the woman in front of him with a hint of clarity, and said hoarsely: "You go! ”

"You're no longer him. At that time, he was talented, high-spirited, and dared to be the enemy of a country. The woman's white gauze dress floated slightly in the breeze, as if dancing lightly, as if she was whispering.

He was silent, the smell of blood still lingering in the air, and his clothes were ragged like a beggar on the street. When he saw the tragic death of his relatives at home, his heart was already dead.

"Back then, he said to me, let me wait for him to marry me one day when he becomes famous in the world. Three thousand green silks fell on the woman's chest like a waterfall, graceful and beautiful: "You are no longer him, you have broken your word." ”

Before he could reply, the woman stepped on the river like a fairy in red dust, and the green silk on the white dress floated with the wind, getting farther and farther away, and there was no trace of it.

The woman left, leaving only a lingering scent of her fragrance in the air.

His empty eyes looked at the figure of the woman leaving, and gradually became more and more clear and more and more divine.

"Hua ...... ......He looked at the shadow, smelled the residual fragrance in the air, his dark hands trembled slightly, and his chapped lips trembled to himself.

Will you come?

Yes!

Then I'll wait for you.

Huashang, when I step into the realm of Xuanyuan, set foot in all countries and become famous all over the world. I will definitely come to marry you, waiting for me.

Good.

The scenes of previous years appeared in Luo Qianyu's eyes one by one.

Abruptly, the picture changed abruptly.

A world-shaking sword rose from the sky, and the sword fell like the sky, boundless, and a wisp of sword intent made countless living beings tremble.

That sword, the brilliance of the peerless, cut down the ruins of the heavens and destroyed the earth.

That sword fell from the center of the dynasty and spread for three thousand miles, like the sky and the earth cracking.

That sword made Luo Qianyu feel desperate, and he couldn't raise any thoughts of resistance at all.

Moment...... Eternity.

This world-shattering sword fell, and his ears seemed to hear someone shouting the word Sword Venerable, and his empty eyes completely regained their vitality, and he knew his belief in living.

However, before this sword descended on the earth, his body was torn apart by the sword intent, leaving only a look of despair and hope for remembrance.

I don't know how long it has passed, and he has turned into a resentful soul body, struggling to survive in the endless ruins of swords. Every day, his soul would be torn apart by countless sword intents, and every day, he would experience pain like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

Even so, he still didn't give up, he wanted to live, even if it was a ghost-like remnant. Because...... He still has promises, which he has not fulfilled.

However, he couldn't get out of the sword ruins, and he couldn't shake a single step with all his strength, and he couldn't take half a step out of the sword ruins.

Despair, which filled the depths of his soul, made him cry with a mournful wail.

"Ah........." A long and desolate roar burst out of Luo Qianyu's mouth, looking so helpless and desperate.

In the deep valley forest, Xiao Lin in the distance looked at Luo Qianyu with an abnormal expression, and knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly used his strength and shouted at Luo Qianyu: "Luo Qianyu! Wake up! Don't fall into an illusion." Hold on to your heart, gather the aura of heaven and earth to form flesh and blood, and condense the three souls and six spirits to become the veins of the ghost road. ”