"It's not. Haori Shenjun shook his head, "Come with me." ”

The Haori Divine Monarch lived in the Tenth Realm, and Jing Mingqian was often sent by the Emperor of Heaven to patrol the Demon and Demon Realms, so he fell into the Nine Heavens.

Mao Sheng nodded, and followed Haori Shenjun back to his residence.

The tenth realm is different from the nine heavens, there are no four seasons here, and the person in charge is called Chun, that is, the god of the seasons, and the master of the tenth realm.

In the tenth realm, there is only spring, the temperature is neither hot nor cold, a hundred flowers are blooming, and a green piece is pleasing to the eye at a glance, and it is not the fragrance of plum that comes to the nose, it is really a beautiful scenery.

Mao Sheng is still the first time to come to the Ten Directions Realm, and can't help but be surprised by the bright scenery, in the Nine Heavens, there are cranes, floating clouds and fairy palaces everywhere in sight, and there are no particularly bright colors.

If it weren't for the Haori Divine Monarch, the people of the Ten Directions Realm would have brought him here, and he really wouldn't have been able to see the scenery beyond the Nine Heavens.

"Shenjun, what are you bringing me here for?"

Mao Sheng was full of questions, and he held back for a long time before he said this.

Haori didn't answer, and continued to move forward until he brought Mao Sheng to his west courtyard before he stopped, "Just go in." ”

Just go in and know?

Mao Sheng frowned slightly, pushed the door, and the whole person was stunned, "Jing Mingqian, what is this?"

Haori walked into the inner courtyard and sat not far from Jing Mingqian, while Jing Mingqian's eyes were closed, meditating cross-legged, as if shielding the outside world.

"He's in a deep sleep. Three days ago, Xiaojing came to see me. Haori picked up the teacup, and after taking a sip, he sighed heavily, "I know that you are Xiaojing's friend, and there is nothing to hide." On the contrary, I have something I want to ask you for help with. ”

"The Divine Monarch is serious. Can't you talk about helping or not? "Haori Shenjun's appearance made Mao Sheng have some bad premonitions, and he always felt that something big was going to happen.

Haori looked at Mao Sheng for a long time and said, "You also know that Xiao Jing has been patrolling the demon and demon realms all year round, and after a long time, you have also found some changes in him, right?"

But what you don't know is that this change is due to the fact that Xiaojing is affected by a foul breath called turbidity.

Once Xiao Jing's body inhales too much turbidity, then he may demonize or demonize. In order to avoid this situation, Xiao Jing chose a very dangerous way to dispel the turbid qi, he gathered the turbid qi in a certain divine soul to peel it off, and then borrowed the hands of others to kill the turbid qi. ”

"What does Shenjun mean is that Jing Mingqian is causing this situation because of the stripping of the divine soul?"

Haori nodded: "Exactly." Xiao Jing was weakened by stripping off his divine soul, and in order to maintain the balance of his divine power, he used the method of sleeping to maintain it. Now I'm worried about whether Xiaojing's stripped soul will be able to completely expel the turbidity. ”

"What should I do?" Mao Sheng was very worried, if it was really as Shenjun said, Jing Mingqian's soul was injured, then his body would also be injured.

"Go to the Xuanfeng Continent to help him. I have inquired about his whereabouts, and I have also asked Si Ming Xingjun to write a life book for him, as long as he follows the trajectory arranged by Si Ming, then there is no need to worry. ”

"But Jing Mingqian is not a divine soul traversary, why can Si Ming also arrange his trajectory?"

"It's not the same. Haori's eyes flashed slightly, Jing Mingqian was different, he had three souls, one soul and one life, this stripped soul was like a person, and it also had its own life trajectory, and Si Ming could arrange the life of the stripped soul.

Zhihao has something to hide, and Mao Sheng doesn't ask, in short, it is for Jingming's good, that's enough.

"Shenjun, has Si Ming been arranged?"

"Not yet. Haori shook his head, it's strange to say, it's been three days since Jing Mingqian went to Xuanfeng Continent, why hasn't Si Ming sent the letter yet?

"Then how do I know how to help him?Shenjun, what else do you do?" Mao Sheng didn't want to have a black eye.

Jing Mingqian is his brother, help is certain, but you must be cautious.

Thinking about it, Mao Sheng set his eyes on Jing Mingqian, who was placed in the west courtyard of the Qingli Palace by Haori Shenjun, his face was weak, his lips were pale, and it seemed that this divine soul had a huge impact on him.