Chen Jing was irritable in his heart, and he could even be said to be restless, and when he thought of Ye Qingxue in the golden pagoda in Kunlun Mountain, he had an urge to re-enter Kunlun Mountain. His Yin God had been badly damaged, and if he hadn't returned to this idol in time, he would have died outside.

At this time, he knew that although the butterfly body could entrust the Yin God, it was not his own body after all, and he had to return to the god statue to cultivate after being traumatized. The root of everything is still in the statue, and the yin god is placed in the body of the butterfly, which is just the branches of the tree, and no matter how long it grows, it has to rely on the trunk and roots behind it to provide nutrients.

At this time, Chen Jing was sitting on the threshold of the River Temple, the big red shrimp in front of him that never stopped, and there were never-ending words in his mouth. On the side are shells, the size of a grinding disc, still covered with moss. She and the big red shrimp are almost two extremes, one is always non-stop, and the other will not say a word all day long.

Chen Jing took out the piece of jade slip again and looked at it, his thoughts naturally probed into it, and a few words immediately appeared in his mind, he had read these words a few times, and whenever his heart was difficult to calm down, he would take it out and take a look.

This jade slip is just as Chen Jing thought in Kunlun Mountain, it is indeed the Luofu Sword Sect's "Sacrificial Sword Heart Sutra", but in addition to the original sacrificial sword heart Sutra, there are also a few lines of words printed by Ye Qingxue with divine thoughts, and the words are like thunder patterns.

"The sky will change, return to the Jing River quickly, and recuperate quietly. When I return, I will reopen Qianluo and prove the avenue. ”

If Chen Jing hadn't seen Ye Qingxue with his own eyes at that time, he wouldn't have believed that this was what Ye Qingxue said. This is a little different from Ye Qingxue's character, or it is in line with Ye Qingxue's image in Chen Jing's heart. These days, he thought carefully about everything he knew about Ye Qingxue and saw it, and realized that he knew very little about Ye Qingxue. In Qianluo Mountain, she always sat on the thatched roof of the back yam garden to meditate and practice qi, except for the period after teaching him to practice, she never left at all. If nothing happened to Qianluo Mountain, Chen Jing would almost feel that she was going to sit until the grass house collapsed, and sit until suddenly one day she ascended to the immortal and left.

"Senior sister is bent on seeking the avenue." Chen Jing thought in his heart, and suddenly felt that the senior sister who was bent on seeking the Great Dao might be doing this for the Great Dao.

"Lord River God, I think the goddess is the kind of person who only has the Great Dao in her heart, and no matter what she does, it is for the Great Dao. So, don't worry about her. Big Red Shrimp said.

Chen Jing pinched the jade slip in his hand, stunned, listening to the words of the big red shrimp in his ears, and his mouth had already said: "Shouldn't people who seek the Great Dao sit quietly in the mountains and devote themselves to cultivation?" Even if you walk in the world, you have to try not to get red dust and don't cause mundane things, but why is this, senior sister? ”

The big red shrimp walked back and forth, so anxious that he kept knocking on the other newly grown pincer with that tong. Despite this, he still couldn't say why, just said: "The goddess must be different from others, the goddess is not an ordinary goddess." ”

Chen Jing ignored him, just sat there quietly, but there was an inexplicable sense of irritability in his heart. It felt like it for a while, and it worried him. Because this feels very much like the feeling in Qin Guangcheng, is it already like Qin Guangcheng again?

He didn't dare to imagine that if that was the case, then all the creatures in the Jing River Valley would die under his sword. Qin Guangcheng was dark and nowhere to be seen, although it was not calm, but Chen Jing did not see anything. After sobering up, there will be no obstacles in his heart, and in the world, when the blood is flowing like a river, he himself will kill himself first, not to mention those who subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Sometimes what comes when you think in your heart, and sometimes the more you worry about something, what happens. When he thought that the Revenant Nightmare Curse on his soul was about to strike again, and he couldn't be sure, the Ethereal Spirit appeared.

She came by moonlight and starlight, and came quietly. If it weren't for the fact that this was Chen Jing's divine domain, it would be absolutely impossible to find her.

"What kind of escape are you?" Chen Jing was a little curious about her escape method and asked, Generally speaking, the cultivation world rarely asks about other people's spells, even if it is a good friend, people in the cultivation are taboo to be known by others.

The ethereal spirit didn't shy away at all, but said directly: "It's a ghost escape technique." ”

"What kind of ghost trick?" Chen Jing had never heard of this name.

The ethereal spirit stood quite a distance away from the river god, she lowered her head and said: "The ghost escape technique is to escape by borrowing the yin qi between heaven and earth, and the yin qi is heavy at night, so ......" She didn't say anything more, Chen Jing already knew. At the same time, he smiled: "You always appear when I miss you." He was talking about what he was thinking, because he was really thinking about the "Soul Treasure Book" in the hand of the void spirit to see what the soul spell on his soul looked like now.

The ethereal spirit was stunned at first, and then immediately lowered his head, brushing the black hair hanging in front of him with his hand, and involuntarily tilted his head sideways. Chen Jing's words came from his ears again: "You should bring that soul treasure with you." ”

The void spirit nodded hurriedly, and Chen Jing smiled and said, "I think the soul curse on my body may be about to attack again, you can use that mirror to look at my soul." ”

"Oh." The void spirit suddenly felt that he was a little wooden, and hurriedly took out a dark mirror from his arms, and the mirror was taken out, but it also brought out a white silk handkerchief, and hurriedly stuffed it back into his arms. didn't look at Chen Jing either, just wiped it on the mirror, and then looked at Chen Jing. found that Chen Jing in front of him was no longer there, and a voice came from his ears at this time: "You ghost, you have no eyesight, my river gods have gone back to the temple." ”

The void spirit raised his head, and Chen Jing was indeed no longer in front of him. A large red shrimp was standing nearby, and a cyan shell was perched in front of the river temple.

She hurriedly walked over and came to the river temple, but she didn't see Chen Jing, only the statue of the god in the temple, and she didn't look closely, she picked up the mirror and looked at the statue. The pitch-black mirror slowly dissolves, turns white, and then becomes clear. The mirror, which had nothing at all, immediately reflected the situation in the river temple, and she wiped it on the mirror with her hand, and except for the idol, all the other scenes disappeared, only the idol.

There was no movement from her, and the idol slowly shattered in the mirror, scattering like dust, and then reassembled into an illusory figure.

The figure stood still at that moment, with a touch of light on his waist, and in the light, a butterfly was imprinted on his waist like a brand. But when the ethereal spirit saw the soul shadow in the mirror, he exclaimed, covered his mouth with his hand, and hurriedly looked up at the river god statue.

"Lord River God......" the ethereal spirit shouted after exclaiming.

The big red shrimp hurriedly squeezed in and looked in the mirror, but he couldn't understand what was going on, but looking at the ethereal expression, he didn't dare to ask.

Chen Jing naturally saw it, and when he saw the dense red spots on the soul shadow in the mirror, he was also shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that after returning from the underworld, the Revenant Nightmare Spell had almost covered the soul body.

After all these years, Chen Jing thought that even if this Revenant Nightmare Curse did not fade, it would not grow again. Who knows, this nightmare curse has grown into this. The crimson spots had almost covered the soul's body, and almost a third of it had turned cyan.

The figure above the statue flashed, and Chen Jing walked down from the statue. He came to the void spirit, looked carefully in the mirror, and asked in surprise and confusion, "How can this be." ”

The ethereal spirit glanced at Chen Jing, then looked down at the mirror, and said with some concern: "This Revenant Nightmare Curse will devour all emotions and grow, as long as there are emotions, he will grow." ”

A bend of the moon, alone on the river.

The moonlight is hazy, and the shadows of the trees are swaying. The waves crash on the shore, and the night wind gusts.

Heaven, earth, mountains and rivers are unchanged in the eyes of people, but they always make people feel amazing at a certain moment and give poetry to them. There are also times when the scene that has not changed for thousands of years can make some people feel sad.

A hazy drizzle fell in the sky above the Xiuchun Bend River, falling silently, as if it was afraid of disturbing the fish chasing the waves in the river.

The waves of the river seem to be never tired of crashing against the riverbank, as if it wants to take a free ride on the riverbank that binds itself. The wind ran into the river temple in spite of it, wrapping around a young girl who thought she was pure, ruffling her hair and sniffing the faint fragrance of her body.

The big red shrimp didn't understand what the void spirit was talking about, he stared at the big eyes of the remaining one and looked at the void spirit, and then looked at Chen Jing, wanting to ask but didn't dare. He didn't understand what the figure in the mirror meant, his instincts told him that something was serious.

"Will it grow by devouring emotions?" Chen Jing looked at the image in the mirror and said as if muttering, "Why is this happening, how can there be such a spell in this world." ”

The void spirit didn't make a sound, just stared at Chen Jing's eyes, as if to see clearly when he would go crazy again, and as if to see if Chen Jing was afraid.

"When did I get this spell, why would they be fine when they entered Qin Guangcheng."

The void spirit knew that Chen Jing was not asking her, but just asking himself. But the Void Spirit opened his mouth and asked, "What did the River God Lord encounter in Qin Guangcheng. ”

Chen Jing suddenly thought of Youyou, of the sky, of the green bamboo flute, and of the words on the green bamboo flute. He was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "I saw another world in it, and I saw another life. ”

"What a world, what a life." The Ethereal asked.

"A distorted world, a life of my own." Chen Jing no longer looked at the mirror, and the spots in the mirror made him feel a palpitation, making him feel that his life was not under his control.

Fortunately, those spots were not active, as if they were in hibernation, but Chen Jing's irritability and anxiety these days made him feel that these curses were about to become active.

The void spirit didn't know what Chen Jing was talking about, since she returned to this world, nothing that she didn't know had happened and suddenly knew it, and there was no longer anything inexplicable in her mind. She didn't know what Chen Jing said about the world that seemed to be a fantasy and was not like a fantasy, and she felt that she should say something to comfort Chen Jing at this time. After thinking about it, he couldn't find anything suitable to say, and then Chen Jing spoke again.

"Hehe, the cycle of yin and yang, all things are mutually reinforcing, even if there is such a witch spell, there must be a solution, if you can't solve it now, it doesn't mean that you can't solve it in the future, as long as I can live forever, I will be able to solve it one day."

The ethereal spirit heard the laughter, but she couldn't make out the smile on his hazy face, but the words did seem to let go, no longer so heavy, and she suddenly felt that the river temple was not so oppressive. Before she could speak, Chen Jing said again: "Speaking of which, since I became the river god who embroidered spring bends, I haven't made any friends, but I have made a lot of enemies. You're the only one who can be called a friend, aren't you? ”

His last two words were clearly asking if the Ethereal Spirit had considered him a friend. There are many people in this world who say a few words when they meet, and call them brothers and sisters after drinking a few times. Friends were once in Chen Jing's life, but they died. There is no one in Qianluo Mountain, there is only one senior sister. Outside of Qianluo Mountain, there was a void spirit in his heart, which is why he said such a thing.

The void spirit didn't answer, but asked, "Isn't Cuiping Niangniang a friend of the River God?" ”

"She?" Chen Jing shook his head and said, "She's not. ”

Speaking of Cuiping Niangniang, Chen Jing naturally thought of Cuiping Niangniang in his heart, but when he thought about it, he found that he couldn't think of what she looked like at all, he only knew that she was a very beautiful woman, and he couldn't even tell the age. But he clearly remembered the casualness and indifference she had when he saw her for the first and second time, and the superior posture she showed when he saw her for the first time.

Sometimes a look and a word can offend a person to death, Chen Jing thinks that he is not the kind of person who does not tolerate others, but he still doesn't like Cuiping Niangniang's style.

"Oh, by the way, have your memories been restored?" Chen Jing suddenly asked towards the Void Spirit.

The void spirit said: "Only when the underworld is close to Qin Guangcheng, when something is involved, will I remember some things, and in this world, there will be no strange memories." ”

"Then why don't you wait in Qin Guangcheng until your memory recovers." Chen Jing asked.

The ethereal spirit brushed the black woman on her forehead that was blown by the river breeze to her ears, and whispered, "I'm afraid that I won't be me anymore then." ”

"But that's your own memory, after all."

"Memory is the past, why should I remember the past, I just need to be happy now." The ethereal spirit looked at the outside of the river temple, and the big red shrimp had already retreated into the river, only the shell was still quiet outside the door like a cyan stone.

This is the most Chen Jing and the Void Spirit have ever spoken, before the Void Spirit was quite weak in his heart, and acted cautiously, but now he found out that she was actually a woman with a very thoughtful opinion, but these are all hidden under her weak appearance, and anyone who sees the expression that always lowers her head as if she is shy, will have an urge to protect.

The crescent moon sank in the west, and the moonlight, which was not very bright, entered the river temple and shone on the feet of the two people on the threshold.