Reviving Nie Xiaoqian and the others is difficult for others to ascend to the blue sky, but it is not difficult for Yun Shibao, who has cultivated the Sacred Heart Technique, especially after his cultivation has broken through to the fifth order, and after the internal force is transformed into divine power, as long as the body of the deceased has not decayed and deteriorated, he can resurrect it.

However, life and death are fateful, and their suffering is a fateful calamity, if Yun Shibao resurrects them against the sky, it is likely to cause the dissatisfaction of the will of the world on this side, and a thunder punishment will be lowered.

To be honest, for the thunder punishment of the will of the legendary-level world, Rao is also quite trembling with Yun Shibao's current cultivation.

What's more, for the fate of Nie Xiaoqian and other women, Yun Shibao has already faintly made arrangements in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yun Shibao didn't hesitate, his big hand suddenly stretched out, and the corpses of the women who were buried under the locust tree broke out of the ground.

Not long after, Nie Quansheng's courtyard of dozens of square meters was filled with coffins, affected by the yin qi, the temperature in the entire courtyard instantly dropped below zero, and on the courtyard wall, the frost condensed, wrapped in a layer of plain clothes.

"Come!" I saw Yun Shibao glance at the coffins in the courtyard, and with a soft shout, an invisible divine power spread out from the sound waves, shattering all the coffins, and the sawdust flew up, covering everyone's sight.

When the sawdust fell, in Nie Quansheng's ghostly gaze, hundreds of female corpses were quietly suspended in mid-air, their eyes shining with green light, looking at Yun Shibao and Nie Quansheng gloomily.

To tell the truth, these women can be selected by the Gan Wangfu, their appearance is extraordinary, and they are at a good age, and their figures are convex and backward, which is extremely charming, and when they get together, it is a rare beauty.

But if it is matched with their gaze and resentful expressions, the style of painting will change abruptly and directly become a horror movie.

"My mother..."

Nie Quansheng was conceited and bold, and was watched by so many pairs of ghost eyes, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel soft under his feet, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, and a warm current flowed out of his trouser legs.

"Not awake yet?" Yun Shibao's expression remained unchanged, and he blurted out again with a loud shout.

He didn't know any method of seducing souls, and with his strength, he didn't need to use any ingenuity at all, and he could directly use divine power to shatter the spells in women's bodies and release their souls.

As the sound waves rippled, the female corpses' bodies shook, and phantoms broke free from their bodies.

"Your Highness the Holy King of Xie helped us get out of the sea of suffering."

After these female ghosts broke free from the shackles of their bodies, they floated in front of Yun Shibao one after another and bowed down to him.

Over the years, under the unremitting propaganda of the imperial court, Yun Shibao's portrait has already spread throughout the Tang Dynasty, and after these female ghosts regained consciousness, they naturally recognized Yun Shibao.

"Although the Lone King is very sympathetic to your plight, the cycle of life and death is the way of heaven, although the Lone King has a way to reincarnate you, but it is against the way of heaven..."

"Originally, it was the most correct choice to send you to reincarnation, but under the influence of the yin qi of the locust tree, you have turned into a powerful ghost, but you can't enter the six reincarnations and be reincarnated as a human."

"Now, this king shows you a clear path, and now the ghost king of the mountain is entrenched in the netherworld, and the six realms are troubled, so that the beloved will not die well, and the wicked will live a long life..."

"This king wants to conquer the ghost king and reorganize the Yin Division, are you willing to help me?" Yun Shibao waved his big hand, and a divine force helped the women up from the ground.

"Your Highness has been kind to me and reinvented, but if you ask for something, we will not shirk..."

"However, the Ghost King of Bishan is one of the four demon kings today, fierce and powerful, and there are four ghost kings such as the old demon of Black Mountain, Huaijiang Nulu, etc., with millions of soldiers, with our strength, in the underworld, it is still inferior to ordinary ghost pawns, and I am afraid that I will not be able to share the worries of His Highness." As Yun Shibao's words fell, the female ghosts couldn't help but change their expressions, quite a group of people who had just come out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den.

The Ghost King of Bishan is the boss of the old demon of the Black Mountain Grandma, the boss of the tree demon, this kind of fierce and monstrous ghost king, a little blow can blow their souls away, Yun Shibao makes them the most right with this level of existence, they are unwilling.

Hearing the answers of the female ghosts, Yun Shibao was stunned, and when he saw the panic in the eyes of the female ghosts, his face couldn't help but show a hint of understanding.

shook his head funny, and said, "The girls have misunderstood, my Tang Dynasty boy has not died yet, how can I let women and children go to the battlefield..."

"Well, I'll find a place for the girls to live in a while, and when the time comes, the king will come to you."

…

After placing the ghosts of Nie Xiaoqian and other women in a ceramic jar and letting Wang Wanru bring them back to Yangzhou overnight, Yun Shibao did not stay in the Gan Wangfu for long, and flew towards the Huxian Temple in Zhulin Town, a hundred miles west of the Gan Wangfu.

…

Half a month later, Yun Shibao walked out of a deserted fox immortal temple with a gloomy expression.

In the past half a month, he has gone to eight fox immortal temples, among which there is even a large temple where the fourth-order consummation fox demon sits on it, but without exception, these fox immortal temples are either deserted or simply razed to the ground.

And judging by the degree of abandonment of these temples, they have been abandoned for at least half a year.

It is certain that something must have happened to the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

The most unacceptable thing for Yun Shibao is that there is such a big thing, and he has not received any news at all, Qinglin Town is the fief of King Gan, and there is no An Tianwei Yamen, so the Fox Immortal Temple is deserted, An Tianwei did not get the news, and he barely made sense.

But what about other places? The rest of these places are all controlled by An Tianwei's yamen.

In this case, the only possibility is that there is a traitor in An Tianwei.

"Looks like someone wants to test if my knife is sharp." Standing outside the deserted Fox Immortal Temple, Yun Shibao's eyes flashed with cold light.

An Tianwei is his eye to control the Tang Dynasty, and it is also his tool to search for the power of faith, and he will never allow anyone to stretch his hand into An Tianwei.

Thinking of this, Yun Shibao glanced at the direction of An Tianwei's Yamen, and then his figure flickered, and went straight to the secret realm of the Qingqiu Fox Clan at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

An Tianwei's traitor has not yet reached the point of being out of control for the time being, and the top priority is to see what happened to the Qingqiu clan and whether it can be rescued.

After all, he and the Qingqiu Fox Clan are strictly speaking, and with the help of the Fox Ancestor, he will have a greater grasp of the Ghost King and the Blood Buddha of Shangbi Mountain.

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"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river, and the flying stream goes straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days." Outside the city of Suzhou, under the cold mountain, under the small stone house waterfall, Xu Xian folded the fan, his expression was slightly drunk, and his spirit was flying.

Half a month ago, he took Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing back to Suzhou City, although Bai Suzhen and the imagination is a little different, but it doesn't matter, as a traverser, he believes that the son of fate is destined to make a career.