Looking at Qisheng's teary eyes, Jingwu shook his head and said, "The matter of resurrection from the dead is against the nature of heaven. If you forcibly reverse the karma chart and overtake life and death, it will not only require a huge amount of mana, but also involve a lot of cause and effect...... Besides, Purgatory is not my one-horned land in the first place, and disturbing other realms is really not the work of my Wuji Sect. ”

Qisheng was stunned, like a puppet who had pressed the pause button.

After a moment, she smiled, her face covered with tears

"You mean...... Is that right?"

Qisheng looked up at the indifferent face of the Wuji Sage and asked, "It is indeed possible to reverse the life and death chart, and it can be resurrected from the dead, my father...... You can be resurrected, right?"

The words of the Wuji Sage originally wanted to dispel Qisheng's thoughts, but he didn't want to let her see hope.

At first, because of Leng Feng's words, she stepped into the endless sea without hesitation.

She can devote herself to cultivating Fa in order to resurrect her father, pass the assessment of the Mirrorless Ruins, or she can switch to other sects for her father, but the closer she gets to the truth, the more she is afraid that all this is just her infatuation and delusion, and there is no such thing as resurrection from the dead in the world.

said unintentionally, the listener was intentional, and the words of the Wuji Sage were like a stone hammer, making her heart that had been hanging steady.

She was right to enter the Mirrorless Ruins, this is another mysterious place, and only here can she resurrect her father.

Feng Meimei and Zixue, who entered the Mirrorless Ruins with the Seven Lives, have both entered the Tianji Sect and have begun their formal cultivation journey.

Although they are in the same mirrorless ruins, due to the different sects and the distance, it is even more difficult to see each other.

The sage of Xianmen retreats, and the ceremony of entering the sect and worshipping the master of the seven lives cannot be carried out, and his identity is suspended, so he cannot be regarded as a disciple of the Xianmen Sect and cannot enter the Xianmen Sect to cultivate.

If she insists on refusing to switch to another sect, she can only remain empty until the Xianmen saint is out of the customs and has performed the apprenticeship before she can be regarded as a member of the Xianmen sect.

The Wuji Sage, who had only thrown an olive branch to her a few days ago, saw that she was bent on resurrecting her father, and disappeared without a trace, and never looked for her again.

Thinking about it, Wuji Sect advocates upward action and dreams of entering the blue tree.

Resurrecting Daddy and reversing the reincarnation of the natal chart requires a lot of exercises, and it is impossible for a sect like Wuji Sect to cherish the cultivation of Fa energy for her.

Qisheng looked at this huge training courtyard, empty, leaving her alone, and it was inevitable that she would be lonely.

Fortunately, occasionally Abu would bring some delicious desserts and fruits to visit her, and after staying in this pine forest for a long time, she would always think about it when she ate other people's food and didn't give some gifts in return.

A few days ago, when she was wandering around in the mirrorless ruins, she saw the cook brewing peach blossom wine, buried under the old banyan tree, so she took advantage of the night to secretly take a bottle and use the fruit brought by Abu to brew her own fruit wine.

It's also the first time she's doing it, fiddling around, and she's idle anyway.

Fortunately, the taste is not bad, although it is not as good as the craftsmanship of Qing Yu and the medicine girl, but you can drink it immediately.

Abu was busy with the internal affairs of the sect during the day, and only had a moment of leisure at night, so Qisheng asked him out and took out his home-brewed fruit wine to entertain him.

"What is this?" Abu sniffed, his brow knotted.

"Hmm...... I added phoenix fruit, big-headed flower, and water chestnut sugar, and mixed and fermented those sweet and sour things with spicy, spicy and bitter things, which was delicious. Qisheng smiled.

Since the last time he saw the Wuji Sage, Qisheng's heart has become much clearer, like the sunlight that a passerby suddenly saw, and finally saw the road ahead.

"It's like Master's wine. "Abu is not stupid, how can he be easily fooled by her.

"It's very sweet, you try it, it's delicious. Qisheng's voice was soft and glutinous, inducing Abu to drink.

Abu frowned, and drank it all, sweet and sour, slightly bitter, and cold.

Flavor...... Not bad.

"How's it going?" said Qisheng smiled when he saw Abu's brows stretched.

In her previous life, she was a good student who didn't drink a drop of alcohol, but after she was reincarnated, she drank the fruit wine brewed by Qingyu, and she was out of control.

It's a shame to say that she is still growing and developing at a young age, and she knows that drinking is not good, but she loves that taste.

Qisheng often thinks that if she is an adult, she must be the kind of woman who is not drunk with a thousand cups.

"Well, it tastes weird, but it does taste sweet, and I like it. Abu scratched his head, his eyes narrowed into slits, revealing beautiful dimples.

"Don't you miss home?" Qisheng asked.

Abu is pure-minded and extremely talented, and it is said that he entered the Mirrorless Ruins at the age of five.

"I used to be homesick...... Always crying, and then slowly get better. With Senior Brother and Master here, they are my relatives. The corners of Abu's mouth were bitter.

Children who enter the mirrorless ruins are cultivators, and although they can go down the mountain to visit their relatives every year, they are destined to not be able to maintain their blood ties for a long time.

Those brothers and sisters who have entered the purgatory of the world, why don't they miss home.

Seeing that Abu's eyes were slightly drooping, it was difficult to hide his loneliness, and Qisheng handed over a glass of fruit wine.

After entering the Mirrorless Ruins, the more he learned about the Pine Forest Realm, the more awkward Qisheng felt in his heart, and he always felt that some things didn't hurt.

Especially downward, determined to save the Xianmen Sect of the same clan in the human purgatory.

During the days when she lived in purgatory, she only heard that the Xianmen saint had close ties with the royal families of various countries, controlled the general situation of the world, and turned her hands into clouds and hands into rain, but she never heard any news about the rescue of the unicorn.

The Xianmen saint frequently went in and out of purgatory and sent many disciples, but she saw him twice, and there was only one retinue by her side, where did those disciples go, and what was their purpose?

Why is the life of the one-horn in Purgatory still so miserable and miserable, without any improvement, and still living a humiliating life, which is the most despicable race in Purgatory.

Qisheng has always thought that the purgatory of the world is like a chess piece in the hand of the Xianmen saint, and the chess piece can overtake the political situation in the entire world when it lands, and the country is turbulent, but now he feels that it is ...... Maybe she thinks too one-sidedly and too optimistically.

It has been a hundred years since the single horn was sent to purgatory on earth, and seven of the original twelve saints belonged to the Xianmen Sect.

They are the disciples of the Liuli Patriarch, the magic energy is unfathomable, and they are inspired to save the purgatory clan, but hundreds of years have passed, and the purgatory unicorn is still worse than death, and there is only one of the original Seven Immortal Sect saints.

In the past few hundred years, what has the Xianmen Sect experienced before it went from its original heyday to its decline.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the bright galaxy is clearly visible, and the night sky in the pine forest realm is always so bright and dazzling.

The two children sat on the steps with the stars open, but they were both sad and heavy-minded.

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