Mo Qiuhuai saw Qin Ming again, but it was only two months.

Qin Ming saw Mo Qiuhuai again, but a thousand years had passed.

couldn't find a topic for a while, the two chatted about Miao Cangming, how did they know that Miao Cangming had passed away when he was eighty years old, but Qin Ming let go of his hatred for his master under the guidance of Gao Jian, and got along well for a lifetime.

For Qin Ming and Miao Cangming, it may be the best ending.

As for Ahri, Qin Ming refused to say much, just said that Ahri had joined the ghost market with himself, but Ahri had a little situation, and his memory didn't seem to be very good, so he no longer used the name Ahri, called Hansha.

Gao Jian, after seeing Qin Ming in a hurry, disappeared forever, and no one knew where he went.

I haven't seen him for thousands of years, and Mo Qiuhuai is more curious about why the people in the ghost city have such a long lifespan.

Qin Ming frowned and said, "Do you know why the ghost market is called a ghost market?"

was asked rhetorically, but Mo Qiuhuai didn't know how to answer.

The name Ghost City sounds mysterious, isn't it a name that was used to look very compelling?

Facing Mo Qiuhuai's question, Qin Ming's face became more and more serious, and said: "The people in the ghost market can no longer be said to be people, I always thought that Ahri's parents were the behind-the-scenes bosses of the ghost market, but later I found out that they were not, they were just the helmsmen who ran the business in the southern Xinjiang area." ”

Qin Ming didn't want to reveal more, saying that if he followed, someone would tell the truth.

The road to the underground palace is easy to walk, but it is a little slippery.

I really don't know what the people who built this place think, what is such an empty place, one does not bury people, two does not live people, and three does not stock.

The strangest thing is the ink master, his body is not transparent, but physical, only in the floating dream, Mo Qiuhuai has only seen this situation.

Mo Shi and Qing Luchen were surprisingly quiet, like two bystanders, calmly observing everything that happened at every moment.

A little lonely along the way, Mo Qiuhuai will inevitably ask more questions.

Qin Ming was also very patient, so he answered them one by one.

"The existence of the dungeon itself is not particularly useful, we will not set up mechanisms here, let alone place any utensils. The floor, which is as smooth as a mirror, is also deliberately spent on for beauty. You also know that there is no shortage of money in ghost markets. ”

Mo Qiuhuai said in his heart, Mom sells batches, thinking that he has spent too much recently, and the money from selling Transformers is almost exhausted, so he has to rely on the ability of Mo Jian Tinghai.

When leaving Zuichuan, Mo Qiuhuai deliberately told him not to send someone to find him if he had nothing to do.

Mo Jian listens to the sea, and he is as low-key as he wants.

Qin Ming's patience is extraordinary, and he is no longer the ambitious and heavy-minded appearance he had at the beginning.

"Brother Mo, in fact, the formation outside the gate of the underground palace was set up by Mr. Huang Qi. He has a close relationship with the drunken river sword. And Mr. Astragalus is the real boss behind the ghost market. ”

"Eh, why did you mention Dao Sword?

"What you can say is naturally what you can say, and what you can't say will naturally be tight-lipped as you are. ”

"Qin Ming, you have changed. ”

"For better or for worse?"

Mo Qiuhuai shook his head in disappointment and said, "It's not fun to speak seriously." ”

Qin Ming: "......"

Ignoring the two bickering, the ink master asked eagerly, "Why does this dungeon exist?"

"Mo Lao, before I say it, Qin wants to hear my opinion first. ”

Mo Shi said: "This place always gives me a certain sense of déjà vu, like a corridor of time and space, but it is not like it. The balance of time thousands of years ago has been shattered, and the Thousand Yuan Mirror made from its fragments has become an ordinary mirror, and according to common sense, the space-time corridor has been closed to us. ”

Qin Ming appreciated: "It is worthy of Mo Lao, in one word." The essence of the underground palace is a passage connecting the two worlds, and its existence is like a bridge between the two shores. The only person who can come here through the formation is Mo Qiuhuai and his companions. ”

At this time, Mo Qiuhuai suddenly realized, no wonder the way this formation was cracked was simply tailor-made for himself.

Mo Qiuhuai asked, "Then how did you people from the ghost market go to the other world in your mouth?"

Qin Ming suddenly stood still, he didn't say anything for a long time, his hands pinched his palms a little unconsciously, and finally sighed: "Of course ordinary people can't, but people who dedicate their souls to trees can come and go freely with their minds." This is what I just said, the real high-level of the ghost city is no longer a person. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone had already walked out of the underground palace.

As the ladder climbed up one after another, everyone finally saw the sun again. As soon as they came out of the darkness, Qing Luchen and Mo Qiuhuai subconsciously used their hands to block the dazzling sunlight, but Mo Shi and Qin Ming were not affected at all.

After a long time, after adapting to the light.

As far as the eye could see, there was a sea of sand rising and falling, white sand all over the ground, uncontaminated with any dust and gravel, shining with white light.

When I looked farther again, I saw a towering tree rising from the ground, with dense black and white leaves, but as the wind blew, the falling leaves, whether black or white, became red leaves, and when they fell to the ground, they became a blood-colored flame, and they disappeared into the sea of sand, and there was no trace.

There was a person under the tree, wearing a shabby Taoist robe that had been washed many times and even a little whitish, with a long black beard, a pair of slender ink-colored eyebrows, and a pair of dark eyes, looking at Mo Qiuhuai with a smile.

Qin Ming greeted respectfully: "Mr. Astragalus, the person has already brought it over." ”

Astragalus smiled: "Hard work, Xiao Ming." It's been a long time, Mo Lao, Brother Mo. ”

Qin Ming was a little surprised, he didn't know that these people actually knew each other.

No wonder Mo Qiuhuai was so rebellious thousands of years ago, and sure enough, he had a strong background, and even the behind-the-scenes boss of the ghost market, Astragalus, knew him.

"Huang?" Mo Qiuhuai said to Mo Shileng.

Astragalus nodded and said, "Alas, after a thousand years, I have waited very hard alone." Of course, for you, it's only two months. ”

Mo Shi asked, "Mr. Astragalus, this is Baimang Fangtian?"

Mo Qiuhuai pointed to the big tree and asked, "Wouldn't this be the Bodhi tree irrigated with my blood?"

Astragalus nodded and said, "Yes, that's right." After a thousand years, the tree finally grew, but it still lacked some fire, so I found some strong soul masters and signed a contract with them. The linden tree will grant them some powers, or help them fulfill a wish, but in exchange, they must sacrifice their souls after death. Their souls will walk on the earth like normal people, but they will be subject to various restrictions and can only appear in the business premises of the ghost market. ”

Qin Ming said: "As you can see, this is the reason why after a thousand years, I can still appear alive in front of your eyes. Our souls are constantly nourishing the Bodhi tree, and in exchange, our spirits can remain awake and even retain the strength of the Yanshi in life. ”

Qing Luchen covered his mouth and said in surprise: "Then you will never disappear?"

Astragalus smiled and explained carefully: "The world is so big, there are no surprises. Have you ever heard of the Soul Story?"

Mo Qiuhuai thought for a while and said, "There was such a legend in my hometown. People have three souls and seven spirits. One soul is the heavenly yang energy, one soul is the earth yin spirit, and one soul is the natal soul. The Seven Spirits carry the emotions and memories of living beings, and they will be dispersed directly after death. One soul returns to heaven, one soul returns to the earth, and the soul is reincarnated, reincarnated. Legend has it that the luck of the reincarnation of the soul is limited, and if it is exhausted, it will dissipate between heaven and earth, and that is really the eternal rebirth. ”

Qin Ming said calmly: "This is a catastrophe that almost all souls will face, and Yanshi's cultivation to the immortal realm is just to stay in the sanctified body for a little longer. Only by cultivating the soul into a divine soul can you continuously draw luck from the universe and time and space, and then you can live forever. ”

Huang Qi said: "Qin Ming and the others dedicated their souls to Bodhi, so that their two souls and seven spirits would not disperse after death, and they took Bodhi fruit as their body and survived until their soul luck was exhausted." ”

Mo Qiuhuai wanted to ask why Qin Ming was willing to pay such a price.

Eternal life and eternity, you can only stay in the realm of the ghost city.

This price is too great.

However, if you don't want to talk about other people's affairs, it's not easy to ask them.

Qing Luchen saw that the atmosphere was a little heavy, so he deliberately raised his voice and asked Huang Qi: "Mr. Huang Qi, may I ask what is the important matter that you arranged for us to come here?"

Astragalus raised his hand, held the Bodhi tree, and said, "Brother Mo, your fate is the Three Elements in the Sky, do you know what kind of catastrophe this kind of saint's life will encounter in the future?"

"What kind of catastrophe?"

"Don't say it, don't say it. ”

"Then why are you trying to hang my appetite?"

"I just want to scare you and tell you that I planted this Bodhi tree just for you. ”

Mo Qiuhuai was depressed, he couldn't figure out why the ancient secret magician Huang Qi, who seemed to be connected to heaven and earth, was so deliberate about himself.

"Brother Mo, I know you have a lot of questions, but don't blame me, there are some things that can only be understood by you if you go through them. Now, please make a choice. Your natal spirit is a sword and a sword, and if you were destined to lose one in your life, who would you leave behind?

Mo Qiuhuai didn't think about it, and asked directly, "What do you think?"

Mr. Huang Qi replied with a blank face: "I will not help you make a decision. ”

"I need Mr. Astragalus to help me make a decision now!"

Mo Qiuhuai's eyes were extremely firm, and every word in his mouth did not show any hesitation or confusion.

Astragalus's paralyzed face finally smiled, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, don't stand up, it's very good, sure enough, it's still Mo Qiuhuai who the old man knows." My suggestion is to leave your Soldier Spirit out for the time being, leaving the Star Spirit. ”

Master Mo frowned and said, "Wait! From the beginning, I didn't understand why Qiu Huai had to lose a Yan Spirit first, why?"

Astragalus smiled lightly and didn't say anything, just looked at Mo Qiuhuai silently, as if he was waiting for Mo Qiuhuai's answer.

Mo Qiuhuai said: "Life, right? It seems that I still think highly of the life of the saint, if it is not for Mr. Astragalus's planning, it is estimated that the end of my life will still not change in any way, and I will always be controlled by 'Tianyiheng', right?"

Huang Qi smiled with satisfaction: "That's right! In order to fight against 'Tianyiheng', I must first suggest you do this, and I can't tell you the reason for the time being." ”

Qing Luchen asked, "Then why can't you keep the sword?"

This time, without waiting for Astragalus to speak, Mo Qiuhuai said with a straight face: "The Star Yan Spirit is also the Soldier Spirit, and the Soldier Spirit is not the Star Yan Spirit, right." ”

Mo Shi suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence, indeed, the Slashing Sword and the Tianyan Sword are one yin and one yang, and it is difficult to tell who is stronger, but Xingyan Spirit can restrain the divine consciousness skill, compared to the Tianyan Sword, it seems that there is one more hole card that can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Astragalus beckoned and said, "Temporary loss does not mean permanent loss." Giving up doesn't mean never leaving it alone, and sometimes, it's wiser to settle down than to float on the surface. ”

Mo Qiuhuai learned the appearance of astragalus, put his hand on the Bodhi tree, and in an instant, his ears heard some kind of call, and the stars in his body flew out, and the brilliant silver light gathered, and a sword carved with sun carvings gradually merged with Bodhi.

The leaves that fall from Bodhi are no longer red, but silvery white.

Mo Qiuhuai felt as if a piece was missing in his heart, and Tianyan temporarily left him and took refuge in Bodhi in exchange for future retribution.

Close your eyes, release your senses, and reach the vast starry sky.

Three stars in the sky, a star gradually dimmed, and then around the star of life, a few ripples swayed in the space, and the number of lives turned sharply, turning the fate upside down.

Where there is loss, there is gain, I see.