"What does it matter if the jade soul is not in my hands, you are destined to not be able to escape today!"

The ghost king stared at his nephew, and said with a sneer: "You, as Wang Qi, actually left the entire ghost world for a woman, and now you still have the face to come back to ask for a jade soul." I'm telling you, don't even think about it! ”

"Really, uncle? How long did I go out, you killed General Nan's family and rebelled. You all have the face to stand here and speak, let alone your nephew me! ”

As he spoke, Ying Yichen suddenly burst out and rushed towards the Ghost King, and the two were entangled together in an instant. But after all, Ming Yichen was injured and still defeated his uncle, so he could only flee first when he was injured.

When he returned, the house was eerily quiet, and his heart was a little uneasy. rushed into the bedroom, and without the lights on, Qiao An'an lay motionless on the bed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt that something was wrong. The son lay on the edge of the bed, apparently fainting.

He lifted his son up, and his seal was broken. And it was because of the loss of mana that he fainted, and he hurriedly gave his son a mana meditation before he woke up.

The moment he saw his father, he hugged his father and cried, he was still a child. Suddenly, he was confronted with something he had never been exposed to before, although he couldn't accept it, but he couldn't accept that his mother left him in front of him.

"Mom was taken away!"

Jing Sichen said crying.

Ming Yichen went to see it, and sure enough, there was only a shell left. But there is a seal on it, which was placed by the son.

"I only grabbed a wisp of remnant soul, and now it's sealed in my mother's body."

Jing Sichen stopped his tears and looked at his father as he spoke, now that he is no longer a child, he wants to save his mother. Even if he wasn't strong enough now, he knew that if he worked hard enough, he would be able to do it.

Ming Yichen sighed, now that he was injured, it was impossible to go to the ghost world strongman. My son has just been unsealed, and his mana is still very weak, so he can't help himself at all.

"Let's go back to the house and rest first, you can just unseal yourself and enlighten yourself."

Ming Yichen waved his hand and let his son out.

The ghost clan's healing must be guided by blood, but Shen Yichen is now half-human and half-ghost, but he can't make do with it. Fortunately, there are still a few deer in the backyard, so they can only be sacrificed first.

The two bucks turned into a pile of white bones in an instant, and Ming Yichen sat cross-legged outside and meditated. It wasn't easy to add an old injury to a new one, but now he had to get better.

But when he thought that the jade soul had not yet been found, even if he snatched back Qiao An'an's soul now, he still couldn't avoid her death.

After thinking about it all night, he finally decided to go to Guang Shaoqing's master.

At the beginning, his soul was out of his body, and he was also saved by Guang Shaoqing, but now as long as he learns this spell, he can use this wisp of remnant soul to save Qiao An'an.

Moreover, the sacrifice of Italian blood can completely heal her body, and he can also use his own blood ginseng and deer blood. In this way, you can also live, and no matter how bad it is, you can change your body again.

The next morning, Ming Yichen took the remnant soul and went up the mountain, hoping that the old monk was still on the mountain. Otherwise, he would definitely burn down his broken temple, Ming Yichen thought as he walked.

Entering the mountain gate, Guang Shaoqing's master was indeed inside. As soon as I saw Shen Yichen coming in, he also ushered in. It's just that the old monk looks much older, and he is already trembling when he walks.

Ming Yichen looked at him and knew that he didn't get a bargain when he was injured, and to some extent, he was even more seriously injured than himself.

After all, he is different from him, although his mana is lost, it will slowly recover on its own. But he's different, after all, he's already old, and it's not so easy to get hurt when he's injured, and even if he's better, he'll leave the root of the disease.

"What is the matter with the benefactor's visit this time?" The old monk was much more polite this time, maybe he also felt that he was not Ying Yichen's opponent at all now.

"I only came here for one thing, that is, you taught me the spell that Guang Shaoqing had to save me from the blood sacrifice, and you can open it casually."

Standing opposite him, Ming Yichen was neither humble nor arrogant, and his condescending demeanor was enough to overwhelm the other party.

"Hehe-" The old monk said with a smile after a while: "I've heard some rumors recently, but what happened to Master Qiao?" ”

"Her business has nothing to do with you." Ming Yichen looked at him coldly, as if he was going to strangle him to death in a few minutes.

"Lao Wei also has a lot of fate with Master Qiao, so I inquired about one or two. If you don't want to say it, that's fine. The old monk said and coughed a few more times.

"If you want to learn, you must do it to save people. But saving people is still a good thing after all, and it is rare for the donor to have this kindness. The old monk smiled and sloppily eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that only he could use this spell at this time, he would have strangled him a long time ago. What An An has a fate with him, there is a fart fate!

Even saying such cool words here, Ming Yichen said with a smile patiently: "I hope the master will not hesitate to give advice!" ”

"Okay, I can teach you! House please! ”

The old monk said with a smile and walked towards the house.

Ming Yichen thought to himself, how could he agree so easily, there must be other conditions in this. But in order to save An An, he couldn't care about anything, so he could only listen to what he had to say first.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the old monk smiled and said, "Actually, this spell is not difficult, and it is even easier to teach the underworld." It's just that the old man still has one condition, I don't know if the benefactor can agree? ”

Ming Yichen looked at him, smiled slightly and said, "Please speak!" ”

"My conditions are very simple, as long as the Lord of the Underworld has given up these ten thousand years of cultivation, I will teach you this spell!" The old monk said with a smile.

Shen Yichen sneered and said, "If I really give up these 10,000 years of spells, even if you teach me spells, what use will I have." ”

"Yes, this spell can be used by mortals. It's nothing more than blood, and usually no one wants to. That is, my stupid apprentice would do such a stupid thing. ”

The old monk's eyes turned red as he spoke, and his voice was a little choked.

"What if I don't say yes." Ming Yichen looked at him with a sneer and said slowly.

I saw that the monk suddenly stood up and pointed at Ming Yichen and shouted: "You can not agree, you can also kill me now." But Qiao An'an is really certain to die, even if you go back to the ghost world in the future and grab the jade soul, it will be useless.

You don't know yet, that jade soul wants to save people and also use it with this spell. The jade soul only played a role in replacing the blood of the Shi Fa, and it could not bring people back to life as rumored by the outside world. So if you want to do it, you have to listen to me! ”

Ming Yichen was stunned by what the old monk said, he didn't know much about the jade soul. But now what the old monk said is half-true, and he won't believe it easily.

"I know you won't believe it, but you can go and look through the ancient books. It just so happens that there are books in the library in the backyard, so you can go and check them out. The old monk sat down again, this time closing his eyes and saying nothing. looks like you love it, and Ming Yichen was also a little stunned by him.

Immediately turned around and went out, and when I got to the backyard, there was a library pavilion. It's just that I didn't pay attention to it when I came last time, and I always felt as if there was none, and it seemed like there was.

At this time, he couldn't care much, thinking about how he could lock him up in this small room. He strode in, and the room was a little dark.

It is densely packed with scrolls of scriptures, and they all look very ancient. There was a lot of dust in the house, and it seemed that no one was cleaning it here.

Shen Yichen walked around inside, but didn't find anything special. Just looked at the bookshelf by bookshelf seriously, and at this time he had to admit that this small temple had a lot of ancient books and classics.

Some of the things I had even heard of before, and there was a detailed record of them. At this time, he believed what the monk said a little, but he was still vigilant.

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly noticed a different bookshelf in the center of the library with a red scroll of scriptures on it. He walked over and picked it up and looked at it a few times, and found that the book actually recorded something about the jade soul, but before he could read a few lines, he suddenly heard a bell ringing.

Ming Yichen was shocked, and just wanted to go out to see what was going on, when he heard the sound of the old monk chanting scriptures from all directions. Gradually, from far to near, from low to high.

Faster and faster, Ming Yichen felt like his head was about to explode. I knew in my heart that I was in the middle of a trick, but now it's too late to think about leaving.

His body was gradually out of his control, and the Buddha number continued until he lost consciousness. But I didn't stop, and I kept reading it for three whole days before stopping.

The old monk walked in slowly and closed the door from the inside. Only then did he come over and look at Ming Yichen expressionlessly, and slowly took out a green pill from his arms and stuffed it into Ming Yichen's mouth.

Ming Yichen coughed violently a few times and slowly woke up, he felt that his limbs were weak, and it was very difficult to sit up.

struggled for a long time, barely leaning against the bookshelf and panting. He glanced at the old monk squatting in front of him and stretched out his hand, but he hammered it weakly.

"Don't be struggling, Lord. I have already paid you the Scattering Gong Pill, and your tens of thousands of years of cultivation are gone. Just be a mortal with peace of mind, and fall into reincarnation for the rest of your life. Why bother to be persistent, dragging others down and harming yourself. ”

The old monk said and slowly stood up and said, "In this life, life and death have a fate. But if it weren't for your disruption, Joan Ann wouldn't have died so young. In the final analysis, all this is because of your obsession, and my disciple will give up his life to save you when he is deceived by women.

Since he saved you with his own life, then I will not let you die like this. You can spend the rest of your life in this Golden Pavilion. I hope you can sincerely repent and turn back as soon as possible! ”

The old monk turned around and left, Ming Yichen leaned on the bookshelf and was angry but helpless, but he was never so easy to defeat.

He only believes that man will conquer the sky, and the back of the old monk is becoming more and more blurred. Ming Yichen finally looked at his spare and gritted his teeth and spit out three words: "Don't you think about it!" ”

He still has to go to peace, he can't fall. Shen Yichen kept telling himself over and over again that this place couldn't trap him. He must find a way to get out, he must be able to save Qiao An'an.