Chapter 141: The Name of the Spirit

The wind at night is a little cool, The branches and leaves that were cut off this morning were slightly blown to the corridor, there was a person leaning on the railing in front of the door, when the faint gaze moved away from the crescent moon in the distance, the face that had already shone a clear face was faintly visible The woman's delicate spirit that was difficult to witness, the heroic spirit between the eyebrows and eyes was more hidden at this time, Fu Mingran felt the cool breeze behind him, and unconsciously hugged his arms tighter, and the action of leaning on the railing was changed to a posture of leaning against the wooden pillar, this posture ...... It's really not something that ordinary women would do.

Dressed in thin white clothes, people also took advantage of this time to go outside, the black hair was already up to the waist, all scattered, the soft moonlight hit her, the delicate facial features were very conspicuous at this time, but more eye-catching...... It was still these indifferent eyes, as if they were shining silver in the moonlight, and that little coldness was mixed with some indescribable emotions, like ripples in the lake, which could always cause fluctuations in the heart.

"The eldest lady heard about the excitement outside, and said that the son of the Fu family will marry the eldest lady of the Chen Mansion in ten days......

"The slave maid also heard that the dowry was sent a few days ago, and there are eighteen boxes of things, such as the phoenix feather wedding dress, this Fu family is really generous, and it is natural to think about this marriage."

"Miss...... Did the slave say something wrong? The tea brought by the maid was placed on the table, and the expression that looked at Fu Mingran was a little more careful, and the person sitting on the edge of the bed at that time had only lost his mind for a moment, and this matter had already been decided.

Fu Mingran raised his eyes to look at the crescent moon that was suddenly covered by clouds, and the dark light under his eyes gradually became clearer, tomorrow night...... She's going to do what she planned.

There is no hope sea outside the Nine Heavens

People who have seen too much of the abyss, facing the abyss and not moving in their hearts, and meeting this hopeless sea, only one side, there is no hope.

When Bai Qi arrived here, there was nothing but a dead tree and a flask scattered all over the ground...... His eyes roamed around, his eyes were obviously looking for people with a purpose, but the light under his eyes, like the light under the abyss of the Hopeless Sea, was no longer enough to be called light.

He couldn't help but get close to the dead tree, even if all the leaves were withered, it was the only living existence in this wilderness, he could feel it...... The real location of the soul owner is just to look into the distance, the dark shore, not like something like mist blocking the view, this sea ...... It is able to devour alien spirits, like him, life and death do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, there is neither life nor death, but only here, it is a vision.

"After drinking this pot of wine, it's time for you." People looked for the source of the sound, but the cold air that gradually oppressed around made people frown, and "Bai Qi" could only stare at the tree that had never moved, as if everything here had changed in an instant, and eternity could never be seen.

"This tree has existed since the beginning of the creation of the ancient gods, and until now, it seems that the life span of this tree is not long...... So what you are saying is that there is probably no such thing as eternity in the world. There was a handsome young man standing next to the tree, but his posture was like that of an eighty-year-old father, and the sentimentality in his tone was not concealed.

"What the old man just said...... What does it mean to wait until you are down? The words of inquiry also made the old man in front of him take a deeper look, and the distance between the two was unconsciously shortened. When I walked in, I found that the old man in front of me was indeed the appearance of an old man, and the wrinkles and furrows on his face added a little gentleness, but the eyes clearly showed mockery.

It was indeed a mockery...... "Bai Qi" could feel the hostility of that moment.

"Bai Qi God promised the old man one thing two hundred years ago, but now it seems that ...... And it didn't happen. The old man's tone was a little aggressive when he said this, and the original emotions in his eyes were not concealed, which was really hostile......

There was a look of hesitation on the man's face, but this doubt also came for no reason, and there was nothing about this sea in his memory.

"The old man's words are naturally not for you." The old man in front of him sat down in front of the tree with a wine jug, and he touched a wine jug to make it roll and then made a crisp sound, "Bai Qi" suddenly woke up, and after the trance in his eyes, he seemed to see the old man in front of him again, and his expression was less scrutinized, but a little more rigorous.

"Please also ask the old man to tell the god where he is......" For a while, the wind blew in this wasteland, and even the branches of the dead trees that had lost their leaves shook, looking at the emotion on the face of the old man in front of him, "Bai Qi" knew that the person in front of him must know.

"With such divine power, if the gods hadn't pulled out that divine soul two hundred years ago, I'm afraid that this hopeless sea will indeed stir up some turmoil." The old man drank the last pot of wine, and looked at it with a faint gaze, this hopeless wasteland has never had wind, no rain, and the sea does not even shine into the sun.

"You want to find Bai and pray to God, and the old man is also looking for it!"

"The old man was always thinking about the last jar of wine...... It comes from Chiqi Mountain, and it is also an extraordinary thing. ”

"Ye Ling, after two hundred years, do you still remember what you promised the old man?"

The man's gaze at the sea turned again, and the surprise in his expression was self-evident for a moment, and he remembered that he had his own name...... Yeling.

"I promised you anything, I really don't remember it now." As if there were still traces of this set of rules learned from the human world, the corners of Ye Ling's mouth pulled out a wry smile, it was already ridiculous, he remembered other people's memories, but he didn't remember his own, what really belonged to him.

"Alas......" The old man suddenly sighed, and there was a little sympathy in the eyes that looked at him, although it was just a glance, but Ye Ling really saw it, and what spread from the corner of his eyes was the calm after putting away his mind, and the old man in front of him could read people's hearts, what he thought just now...... Actually, it's a bit ridiculous.

"But I thought that when you came back, you could tell me about the terroir of that world...... For now, you don't remember it, but you've learned a set of human rules. The flask in the old man's hand also fell to the ground, and at this time the wind stopped and the trees were quiet, and it seemed that the mist-like black on the sea had dispersed a lot.

"Looks like the person you and I'm looking for is about to appear...... It's good. Before the old man's words fell, there was really a person walking slowly on the shore, the slow pace seemed to reveal a general leisure, but the black and purple miasma that lingered all over his body had not yet dissipated, and the heavy smell of blood came to his face, but the two of them here were staring at the person in front of them, no one could survive from the hopeless sea, unless it was allowed by the ancient god, but even so, the miasma in this sea area could still make the same vitality of a god of such a high grade be greatly injured.

What's more, both of them know that these two hundred years have been ...... The people walking slowly in front of me have been in and out more than a dozen times, and each time it is life and death.

Ye Ling took two steps forward, but was stopped by someone, and the grim expression on the old man's face showed on his face, and he shook his head slightly.

"Don't forget that you are a strange spirit, and you will scatter your soul if you go any further." The person who came not far away finally stopped, and the lowered head showed a look of embarrassment, but what Ye Ling could feel was a trace of joy in the heart of the person in front of him, which was indeed there.

The last to go to sea fell in front of them...... The white clothes were dyed blood red, as if the deep sea in the distance had also turned red.

Seeing that the old man stepped forward to help the unconscious man, the grim look on his face was still visible, Ye Ling's hand on his side gradually clenched, and the cold light in his eyes was much weaker for a while.

The miasma dissipated in an instant, and the two people who came slowly ...... Bai Qi's face was bloodless, and even Ye Ling's face was pale. The old man helped the person to the bottom of the tree, and the closed eyes of the person who was lying on the dead tree all of a sudden had the meaning of opening, and in a trance he could see a man in white standing not far away, his body was spotless, but his condition was much better.

"Old man...... God's wound? Ye Ling was a little afraid to approach, he could even feel the pain of the heart at such a close distance, this was already an injury in the realm of the divine soul. As soon as he approached this hopeless sea, there was no trace of his existence in the world.

"Probably going to get some of it back." These words were said by looking at the seriously injured person, the old man squatted down and looked carefully at the movements of the person in front of him unconsciously with a kind of caution, and the old face appeared incompatible, like the shock of his youth, Bai Qi God must not have an accident with him, not to mention the good things he said at the beginning, how could he let go so easily.

Hearing this, Ye Ling's fist slowly opened, and a clear smile appeared on the face of the person sitting in front of the tree, he had originally come here for this, and when his first consciousness appeared two hundred years ago, it had not been agreed.

"According to the old man's way." It stands to reason that Bai Qi Shangshen cast a spell to get back the withdrawn divine soul, if someone else makes a move, it may not be exactly the same as the original method, and what he is worried about is ...... The man who sits on the ground today can no longer bear much.

"Not for now...... After the gods have recovered at least three percent of their cultivation. The old man looked at the person standing, and he also saw the determination on Ye Ling's face and the hesitant pace. At the beginning, Bai Qi God withdrew the divine soul in this hopeless sea, or he protected the Dharma, this soul body is extremely dangerous to leave the body, the higher the cultivation, the greater the uncontrollability, even he, the old monster who has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, does not know, in this case, how great the chance.

A strange light appeared in the old man's eyes, and he sighed in his heart, and he was indeed an old monster who had lived for more than 100,000 years......

Bai Qi could still vaguely hear this conversation in a trance, his eyes were still cold, and he looked at the man in white standing on the side, the same appearance...... These two hundred years seem to be very fast in the snap of a finger......