"It seems that the frost is also related to you. "Remnant Soul Dao.

Jing Ge opened the frost sword in his hand and swung it a few times, and a whooshing sound sounded in the air.

"It's a good sword.

Hearing Jing Ge's praise, the Frost Sword trembled a few times in her hand to show her happiness.

Jing Ge shallowly hooked the corners of his lips, and put his sword into the sheath.

He arched his hand and said to the skeleton: "The junior has thanked the seniors for the gift." ”

"Hehe, it's easy to say, you Shicai said that there is an elixir, and the damaged dantian can be repaired as long as it is successfully refined, is this true?"

"Naturally, the younger generation will not joke about their future. Jing Ge let go and let the Frost Sword stand on its own side.

The Frost Sword obediently hung in the air and stood beside him, waiting quietly, not noisy or noisy.

With such a well-behaved appearance, it doesn't look like the old man said that it is as evil and bloodthirsty and dark as the old man said.

"Can you take a look?"

"You mean the elixir? Jing Ge took out the elixir from the space, placed it in the palm of his hand, and reached out to the skeleton's empty eyes.

I couldn't help but vomit and said, "Old man, your eyeballs are gone, can you see it?"

"The eye sees all things, and the heart is more than it, and thou shalt come near, and let me see it." ”

The half-finished pill emitted a faint golden light in Jing Ge's small palm, and a thin white aura that was the same as just now wrapped around the pill, hooked and hung in the air, as if one hand was holding it and looking at it.

"This elixir of yours is a good elixir, and it can also play a role in repairing the dantian, but it can only repair the dantian of ordinary people, you are born with the wisdom of the spirit root, this medicine can only make your dantian repair, but it can not restore the natural wisdom of the spirit root, if you swallow this medicine, you will only become no different from ordinary people who cultivate the Tao. ”

Jing Ge's eyes widened in surprise: "Is this true?"

"The Immeasurable Venerable does not lie. ”

The trace of aura put the elixir back into Jing Singer's heart, and the ancient vicissitudes of life but a hearty voice sounded in his ears: "Well, since you have broken the barrier of my nine sons, you are also destined for me, as long as you don't let the frost fall into darkness in the future, I will give you another great gift." ”

"The juniors thanked the seniors. ”

The old man didn't know what to say, Jing Ge also knew that he was going to help him repair his innate wisdom spirit root, this old man was extraordinary, although there was only a wisp of remnant soul left, but since he could diagnose her condition and say this, he would definitely be able to repair her wisdom spirit root.

This kind of encounter is not rare, she is overjoyed, and she can't help but show a happy expression.

"Where did I have a request before that, can you agree to more than that?" said the remnant soul, as he seemed to recall heavy memories and sighed deeply.

"Seniors, please say, juniors should do it. ”

"I have been sealed for a long time, and the day my soul is scattered is the time when my soul is scattered, and there is no reincarnation, but I have an obsession in my heart, and I can't turn a blind eye. I once had a lover who had a birthmark with a blooming flower under her collarbone, and I calculated that there was already her reincarnation in this world...... If you will meet this person in the future, please give her this gift for me. ”

A spiritual aura wrapped around a small and delicate box and handed it to Jing Ge.

"All you have to do is put the box in her hands. ”

Jing Ge reached out and grabbed the box and put it directly into the space ring.

Out of respect, Jing Ge didn't plan to open the box to see what was inside.

"It was my heart and her back then, and tens of thousands of years of lonely imprisonment can be regarded as a punishment for me. ”

"Are you really going to die?" Jing Ge said.

For cultivators, physical death is not real death.

As long as the soul is still there, it can be reborn or reincarnated.

The real death is the day when the soul is scattered, and there will be no reincarnation.