In the sea of sand covered with yellow sand, Luo Jing opened his eyes.

On the sand dunes in front of him, a fairy in white stood quietly.

But recently, the fairy in white has become more and more sluggish and wooden, and she is not as agile as before.

Most of the time, the fairy in white even has empty eyes and looks like an empty shell without a soul, turning into an ordinary incarnation of a divine soul.

But tonight, the fairy in white in the dunes is not wooden.

She stood there quietly, looking at the yellow sand, as if she was contemplating something.

The moment Luo Jing appeared, the fairy in white was slightly startled.

She subconsciously reached out and wanted to say something.

But the moment she spoke, she seemed to have violated some taboo. The eyes of the fairy in white instantly became dull and wooden, and once again turned into an empty shell without a soul.

So she stood there blank, her eyes vacant, unable to say anything.

Luo Jing was already accustomed to the sluggishness of the fairy in white.

He looked at the sand dunes in the sea of clouds, took a deep breath, and began to guide the spiritual power of the demon path in his body according to the secret technique of the Divine Soul in the Book of Immortal Heaven.

In the sea of sand, gusts of wind were raised.

Luo Jing stood on the top of the sand dunes, and the distance between him and the fairy in white seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

The invisible silk thread visible to the naked eye appeared between him and the fairy in white.

This is the materialization of the connection between the incarnation of the Divine Soul and the ontology after the operation of the Divine Soul Secret Technique.

But between these invisible threads, there were several transparent threads that extended into the void and disappeared at the end of the void.

Those silk threads emanated from Luo Jing's body, but instead of connecting to the fairy in white, they entered the void.

Seeing this scene, Luo Jing's spirits perked up and he knew that there was a play.

According to the content of cracking the Demon Cultivation Dafa, these silk threads that extend into the void are the essence of the caster.

Or, rather, it's Qing Xuan's body!

And in addition to Luo Jing's body, there are also several silk threads on the white-clothed fairy that extend into the void, proving that the end of the void is where the white-clothed fairy is located.

Seeing this scene, Luo Jing completely confirmed that it was indeed because of the divine soul link generated when their husband and wife crossed over, which caused the two of them to make a mistake in summoning the divine soul incarnation!

Thinking of this, Luo Jing took a deep breath and ran the Divine Soul Secret Technique, only to see a dark demonic aura gradually appearing on Luo Jing's palm.

The demonic energy turned into a glove, completely enveloping his hands.

And after the demonic qi appeared on both hands, Luo Jing stretched out his hand and held the silk threads that extended into the void.

Then drag slowly!

At the end of the silk thread in this void is the embodiment of his divine soul!

As long as the Divine Soul Incarnation inside is dragged out and repaired and corrected, Qing Xuan's Divine Soul Incarnation will also return to its place.

In this way, the incarnation of the soul of the husband and wife will completely return to normal!

Luo Jing's expression was slightly excited.

The force of dragging the silk thread is getting bigger and bigger.

But soon, he discovers something unusual.

The silk threads in the void seemed to stretch infinitely, and according to the Divine Soul Secret Technique, Luo Jing should have dragged out the Divine Soul Incarnation a long time ago.

But now the sand dunes under Luo Jing's feet are already full of transparent silk threads, but he still hasn't dragged out his divine soul incarnation...... What's going on?

Luo Jing was slightly stunned.

Could it be that the distance between him and Qing Xuan is so far? Qing Xuan didn't come to Haiyan City?

But judging from the length of this silk thread, even if the two are really separated from each other, they should be successful, right? Why are there so many threads......

……

The snowy Haiyan City is cold and windy.

This year's snow has been falling for a long time, and it has been falling for more than half a month.

Shen Qingxuan was also on the second floor of this Heshun Restaurant, waiting for more than half a month.

The first day of the new year has passed, and the fifteenth has passed.

But she still didn't wait for someone to wait.

The man who had agreed with her to meet on the first or fifteenth day of the new year seemed to have evaporated from the world.

In Shen Qingxuan's heart, she couldn't help but start worrying.

Could it be that on the way south, the husband encountered some danger?

He is a demon cultivator, if he is met by the people of the Night Walking Division, it will be very dangerous......

But Shen Qingxuan asked her junior sister to inquire, and recently, there was no trouble with the demon of the God Realm, and the Central Plains was quite quiet.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

After all, Demon Cultivation is also going to celebrate the New Year.

The New Year is approaching, and even the devils mostly go home to prepare for Chinese New Year's Eve and no longer go out to make trouble.

Since there is no demon cultivator to ambush him, where did the husband go?

Shen Qingxuan couldn't help but worry in her heart.

She still came here every day, waiting for her husband to appear, and didn't leave until late at night.

It's late at night, and the entire Heshun restaurant is empty, and it's about to go to sea.

Although Xiao Er and the store will not come to urge her, every time it comes to this point in time, she will also leave consciously.

But today there is something weird.

When Shen Qingxuan sighed and stood up, confirming that it was waiting again today, a tingling sensation suddenly came from her mind.

Immediately afterwards, a whirlwind feeling of dizziness hit her, making her subconsciously reach out and hold on to the pillar next to her so that she didn't fall.

Sting......

Wisps of endless stinging pain, tugging at her.

She felt like there was a thread in her brain that was being pulled alongside someone.

Every time a part of the thread was pulled out, something seemed to have gone to her soul.

The pain was so severe that Shen Qingxuan gritted her teeth and stood up straight with stiffness.

In a hazy and dim way, she seemed to see a lot of fragmented scenes.

A girl in Tsing Yi with a smile on her face......

The people gathered in the streets were all holding spiritual lanterns......

A crowded venue......

The husband who is busy working......

Those fragmentary scenes, intermittent, made her unable to see them really.

And the tingling sensation in the brain is getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, she saw everything her husband had gone through when she was in sync with her husband every night.

But this time, she was watching from the perspective of a bystander.

The images that flashed quickly were fragmentary and so moky that it was impossible to see what was going on.

can only vaguely see that the husband used to work at a funeral?

Why is he so decent, running to someone's funeral?

A trace of astonishment flashed in Shen Qingxuan's heart.

Then, in the blue water and sky, the scene is still unrealistic.

But the men and women who hugged each other were extremely dazzling.

Shen Qingxuan, who saw this scene, subconsciously widened her eyes.

Then I heard, the intermittent, delicate murmur of the girl.

"Brother...... We are always together ......"

Hearing this voice, Shen Qingxuan's heart throbbed.

She subconsciously covered her chest, and desperately held on to the pillar with her left hand to prevent herself from falling.

His eyes widened hard, desperately trying to see clearly.

Finally saw the man's face.

Is that...... Husband.

And the man's intermittent whispering.

“…… Good...... Not separated ......"

"We are always together......"