The wind was blowing faintly, and the colorful poisonous mist in the Viper Valley had disappeared after poisoning countless demon beasts. On the ground in the Valley of the Viper, the corpses of countless demon beasts and demon sect disciples crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and the flesh and blood corrupted by the poisonous mist, torn by the demon beasts, and crushed by the demon cult people were mixed together. The bones of countless people and the corpses of monsters and beasts were entangled, and the ground beneath his feet had completely turned a deep black, the color soaked in blood.

On the edge of such a terrifying scene, the young man in red and the young Taoist priest with a big knife in hand looked at each other. The young man's face was only shocked, and he suddenly stood up and said in a lost voice: "Are you serious?"

Guan Mingyu nodded: "If you can save Baguio, you can have a certain hope of saving Linglong." ”

The young man slowly closed his eyes, a sweet meaning appeared on his face, and the surroundings were completely quiet, and the breeze blew, slowly blowing away the bloody gas accumulated in this deep valley, and the air gradually freshened.

After a long time, the young man opened his eyes, leaving only the appearance of Gujing Bubo and the excitement buried deep in his eyes: "She has been gone for thousands of years, and she can't come back." ”

Guan Mingyu looked at the young man, he seemed to be talking to himself, with a slight smile on his face, but with bitterness. Only then did he say: "There is no essential difference between Linglong and Baguio, between heaven and earth, the Yin soul does not know where it is scattered, if you can recruit the soul of Baguio, there is hope to bring back the soul of Linglong." ”

In the world of Zhuxian, there is no reincarnation. To be more precise, the mainstream of the Zhuxian world is Taoism, seeking to ascend to immortals, and the six reincarnations are the words of Buddhism. Looking at everything from the Book of Heaven, the world of Zhuxian is the world in the Taoist legend system, and it has not been affected by martial arts and the ideas of foreign sects, and even Wan Jianyi is just a little stronger than ordinary people. Whether it is the Incense Valley or the Qingyun Gate, it is the concept of the Daomen, even if there is Tianyin Temple, there is no reincarnation.

The boundless yin spirit under the abyss of the necromancy, the countless ghasts that were detained in the water qilin supernatural power on the Heavenly Peak, the soul that Baguio was almost summoned back by the great wizard, and even the wild dog Taoist who was forcibly awakened by Xiaohuan after his death, all prove one thing, that is, there is no reincarnation in the world of immortals.

Just like the traditional Taoist philosophy, what a cultivator seeks is to jump out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements. After death, the soul is scattered between heaven and earth, so it has many characteristics of the world of immortals. In this world, we are cultivating this life, not the next life.

This is also the reason why Guan Mingyu has not given up saving Baguio until now. As long as the soul is still there, no matter where it is scattered, there will always be a day when it will be saved. With Xiaohuan's cultivation, he can save the wild dog Taoist, can't he find a way to save Baguio?

The young man finally lowered his head, and his voice was low as if it was dead silence: "So, you are just talking casually, and you are not sure?"

Guan Mingyu nodded: "This is my guess." I have seen countless Yin Spirits under the Necromantic Abyss, I have seen the souls of the detained in the Dao of the Ancient Beasts, and when the great wizard of your Southern Xinjiang Black Witch Clan summoned the souls, I saw countless Yin Spirits being detained with my own eyes. Baguio's physical body is still there, and the stone statue of Linglong's incarnation is still there, as long as one can be saved, there is hope for the other. ”

He said to the boy, "Let's go, let's go meet someone, let's see first." After saying that, he took the lead and turned around, signaled to Mrs. Sanmiao and the others, and then turned around and walked towards the outside of the valley. The young man was slightly stunned, and then let out a low howl, a sound like a cry and a roar, and it spread far away, and the beasts made a thudding sound, as if in response. Then he stood up and walked in the direction of Guan Mingyu.

In Heyang City, there was already a crowd of people fleeing at this moment. On the other side of the wide street, a very long alley zigzags ahead, and at the end of a few miles away, there is a Yizhuang, the gate of this Yizhuang is broken, even half of the wooden door has fallen to the ground, and the other half is nowhere to be seen, and I don't know if it has been taken as firewood.

The three of Wild Dog Daoist, Zhou Zhou Xian, and Xiaohuan were worshipping Xiaohuan's father's spiritual seat, and then their faces changed greatly, and they looked at the figure standing in Yizhuang. In the bleak and silent night, a man in black whose face was covered by a black veil suddenly appeared in front of several people.

After some talking, the three of them were driven away by Mr. Ghost, but Zhou Zhou Xian was well-informed and recognized one of the many coffins, which was the legendary Ghost Dao Circle. The three of them quarreled for a while, and finally decided to take a look in the middle of the night.

After nightfall, the sky was dark and gloomy, there was no moon in the night sky, and the city of Heyang seemed dim, only one or two faint starlight in the distant part of the sky, emitting a faint light. The night breeze blew quietly over the city, with a hint of chill and coldness, and let out a thin whining sound.

In the dim light, the dilapidated door walls could still be faintly recognized, and the cold wind was blowing, as if a yin wind was constantly blowing from inside. The three of them quietly came to the gate of Yizhuang at the end of the alley, Zhou Zhou Xian shrank his neck, it seemed to be a little chilly, and the wild dog Daoist and Xiaohuan who were standing behind him also had some hair in their hearts, and their faces were nervous. After the three of them were ready, Zhou Zhou Xian took out a few crooked runes and walked towards Yizhuang.

At this time, there was a sudden sound in the originally dark mansion, but at this moment, it was like a thunderous sound in everyone's ears, and a flame suddenly lit up from the room, and the color of the flame was a strange dark green. The dark green fire slowly emitted light from the cracks in the house, and it was indescribably strange, and even the sound of the wind was like a ghost crying god.

In the middle of the dark room, a small light hung in the middle of the house, emitting a dark green light, burning silently like a flame. However, there was no Mr. Ghost in the room, but under the light of the green glow, the broken coffin looked particularly creepy.

The three of them looked at it carefully for a while, but there was no one else, and they were about to turn around and walk out, but it was Zhou Zhou Xian who accidentally kicked a stick, and suddenly made a sound. The three of them turned around and fled, but they were no faster than Mr. Ghost, and in the blink of an eye, Xiaohuan and the Wild Dog Daoist were caught, and only Zhou Zhou Xian escaped.

Zhou Xian couldn't, so he had to return to Yizhuang again to find Xiaohuan and the Wild Dog Daoren. After a struggle, Oni Li fell from the sky and blocked Mr. Oni.

Mr. Ghost, the most mysterious person in the Ghost King Sect, and the Ghost Li, the deputy sect master of the Ghost King Sect, who is also the supreme heart of the three Taoist Buddha and Demon Families, fought against each other, which can be called the weirdest fight in the world. At this time, Ghost Li also discovered that Mr. Ghost was the way of witchcraft in southern Xinjiang, and asked about Baguio.

But Mr. Ghost confessed that he didn't know how to conjure spirits, and in the end the two gave up and left.

Watching the two of them leave separately, the beast god standing above the sky was silent for a breath, and finally turned around and looked at Guan Mingyu who was standing beside him from the beginning to the end, and his tone was slightly disappointed: "This is what you took me to see?"

Guan Mingyu nodded, his tone was flat and unwavering, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry: "Yes, that little girl is the person I took you to see." ”

The beast god's expression was stunned, and his face finally became angry: "A little girl who doesn't know anything, is the hope you said to me?" His voice suddenly raised its voice: "Even though she is a genius of the ghost path, in my opinion, she is not worth our bet at all." Even that Mr. Ghost is more valuable than her. ”

Guan Mingyu shook his head and sighed: "He can't do it anymore, he is too old, the path is set, even if he cultivates the art of soul conjuring with all his strength, he may not be able to reach the point I want." But that little girl is different, she is a natural ghost path, and she may be able to truly cultivate to the point of reuniting her soul. ”

The beast god's expression looked a little better, and his angry tone softened a little: "Don't mention whether the essence of the ghost path technique is lost or not, even if it is not lost, whether she can cultivate it is also between the two." ”

"Did you see that Mr. Ghost? He couldn't help but teach her the true secret art of the Ghost Path. Guan Mingyu turned around and whispered to the young man: "I know, there is a lich under your command, who is the last descendant of the Black Witch Clan in Southern Xinjiang. But he doesn't know the art of conjuring spirits, so I brought you here to let you not die, and wait to see the day when this little girl really cultivates the art of ghosts. ”

"That soul conjuring technique was only created by the ancients, and there will never be a shortage of people in this world. If they can do it, why can't we? You are immortal, and if you are willing to spend your time, one day you will create this method. ”

The young man looked at him with a demented face, not knowing what he was thinking, his expression seemed to be frozen, and even Guan Mingyu couldn't see the depth. After a long time, he sighed: "Well, I will believe you once." Whatever the outcome of this fight, I'm going to hold out until the moment you say I am. ”

He took a step, step by step towards the void in front of him, his figure lonely but determined, blown by the night wind in the dim night, gradually merging with the night.

He turned around and looked at Guan Mingyu with a slight doubt: "So, why are you helping me?"

Guan Mingyu was stunned on the spot, why did he choose to do such a thankless thing? Twice he raised a knife for Baguio Chaotian, and both times he was seriously injured. If you go against the sky again, it will definitely be a heavenly punishment. Why the hell are you?

Is it because Xiang Wanqing fell under Jiang Nalan's Heavenly Sealing Sword in order to keep it secret for herself, so she had the intention of changing her destiny? Although he said to himself that the purpose of rescuing Linglong was to find the secret behind the ancient artifacts such as the Zhuxian Sword, Xuanhuo Jian, and Fulongding, even if these were the most powerful powers, they were just ordinary immortal weapons.

The sword light after the Zhuxian Sword unsealed the Heavenly Machine Seal, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons summoned by the Xuanhuo Jian, the power of Shura summoned by the Four Spirit Blood Array of Fulong Ding, and even the mysterious Heavenly Emperor's Treasury are also the most Sendai power. For oneself with a system, if you want to experience this kind of power once, you can get it at your fingertips.

But what is the reason for such a dedication?

"Perhaps, it's just me thinking. ”