Airplanes!

These words dealt a big blow to Chu Feng.

If he could, Chu Feng wanted Xia Yuyao to embark on the path of cultivation and become a cultivator, so that he might be able to avoid the doom of dying at the age of thirty.

But King Yama's words completely shattered Chu Feng's illusions.

Xia Yuyao is unable to practice.

"The body of the Nine Yin is the extremely cold physique of the world. It can be said that it is very rare and very precious, but this preciousness is the body of the Nine Yin for male cultivators. It is almost equivalent to the elixir, if you can pick Yuan Yin, it is comparable to hundreds of years, thousands of years of penance, which will make countless immortal cultivators crazy. “

"But for the women themselves. That's the nightmare. “

"In the body, the meridians are closed, and you can't practice at all, and you can't prolong your life, so you better give up." King Yama sighed and said: "Big deal, for your sake, if her soul is in the underworld, I will take care of it, arrange an errand for her, or reincarnate in a good family, if it really can't be done, you give me ten more souls of immortal cultivators, and I will let people make you another body, so that the woman's soul can live in this body, won't it?" “

"It's not a big deal if it's so complicated." King Yama said lightly.

This old man who is searching is squeezing himself vigorously.

But no.

If there is no way to cultivate, then what King Yama said is almost the only way, reshape the body, and in this way, you may be able to avoid the calamity of the Nine Yin Body.

"Is there really no other way?" Chu Feng asked without giving up.

"It's not that there is no other way at all, if you can cultivate pure yang qi, you can help, blend with that woman, and use your own pure yang qi to forcibly open up the meridians and neutralize the cold qi of the nine yin body, then there will be no problem."

"However, the males of the Pure Yang Body, like the Nine Yin Body, are quite a rare breed, if you want to cultivate the Pure Yang Qi. Do you think it's possible, you are a physical body made by the underworld, and you are practicing in the path of assurance, and you are full of evil energy, evil energy, ghost energy, evil energy, and death energy, but there is no yang energy, which is naturally impossible. King Yama said.

Chu Feng was a little helpless, looking at this appearance, it seemed that there was really no other way now.

That's it.

"One last thing, can you let me meet my sister?" Chu Feng asked.

King Yama's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled: "No problem. “

"Let's go, I'll take you." King Yama was very cheerful.

With Chu Feng. Walk into the depths of hell.

"Your sister, well-behaved and clever, although I don't want your sister to work too hard, but she said that it was too boring to stay alone, so I arranged an errand for her to do chores at Meng Po's side."

"Can't I let my sister be reincarnated?" Chu Feng sighed.

"I said it, but your sister disagreed." King Yama grinned.

But Chu Feng knew very well that it wasn't that his sister didn't agree at all, but that King Yama didn't allow it.

For King Yama, the younger sister is the hostage used to control him. As long as my sister's soul is still in hell, it is impossible for me to disobey the orders of hell.

The so-called not wanting to be reincarnated is just a pretext and an excuse.

Under the leadership of King Yama, Chu Feng came to Nai He Bridge.

However, at the head of the bridge, two figures were busy.

A tall and sexy royal sister, that is Meng Po, not an old woman.

The appearance is peerless, and the body is hot.

As for the side, there is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, who is busy pouring the boiled Meng Po soup into small bowls, and in front of her is a queue of ghosts waiting for reincarnation.

A bowl of Meng Po soup, the past is forgotten.

After drinking this soup, you can go on the road with peace of mind.

"Xiao Yun??" Seeing his sister's soul, Chu Feng felt that his eyes were a little moist, and he couldn't help but call out.

Chu Yun, who was busy over there, trembled uncontrollably after hearing the familiar voice, and the soup pot in his hand was not grasped steadily, and it was scattered all over the ground.

His body was a little sluggish, he turned around silently, and looked behind him, Chu Feng's figure came into view.

"Go ahead, I'll do it here." Meng Po next to her glanced over there, then smiled slightly, patted Chu Yun's little head lightly, and said.

Xiao Yun put down the soup pot in her hand and quickly ran over there.

The face is full of nostalgia and a touch of crampedness.

It's still the same as before, playful and cute, and it hasn't changed in the slightest in three years.

A twisted braid, resting on his shoulders, with a smell of medicine on his body.

"Brother, have you come to see me??" Chu Yun whispered.

The two brothers and sisters hugged hard.

"Brother, how are you doing?"

"Fortunately, it's not bad, the Liu family, the Song family, the Xie family, the Tian family, the Zhou family, those enemies, I have been sent to hell. Except for Liu Tianhe, who was not found, the other enemies were basically dead. Chu Feng said softly, reporting his results.

"You're over here, I've hurt you."

"But don't worry. King Yama promised me that as long as I could send the souls of a thousand immortal cultivators into hell, I would help you create a physical body and let you return to yang, so wait a little longer. Soon. “

There was no happiness on Chu Yun's face, only a deep worry.

"I, I'm here, living a good life, really, even if I can't return to the yang, it's okay." Xiao Yun whispered: "Sister Meng took good care of me and taught me a lot of things, and I was very happy, so you don't have to do that??"

Chu Feng knew that this was because Xiao Yun didn't want to expose himself to any danger.

Xiao Yun knew very well what a dangerous task she was doing.

But, this is his sister.

No matter what, Chu Feng didn't want Xiao Yun. Trapped in this eerie hell for the rest of your life.

"Your brother and sister have also met, how about it, I'm not wrong, your sister is doing quite well, you can go back with peace of mind. I will tell you a good news in advance, your sister's body, I am ready, as long as you send over the souls of a thousand immortal cultivators, I can immediately let your sister return to yang. “

"Don't blame me for being too demanding, after all, this is a mutually beneficial deal, isn't it?"

Trade.

Chu Feng knew very well that this was a transaction.

King Yama wants to get rid of the immortal cultivators, and he wants his sister to return to Yang.

Before this goal is achieved, the cooperative relationship between the two will never be destroyed.

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