In the sea of spirits, in the main hall of the ice and snow castle.

Li Shiyi is now very fond of Qiankun, and always personally receives Qiankun to the main hall, talking about some major events that have happened, and has regarded Qiankun as a confidant, and the two have become friends for the year.

In Li Shiyi's mouth, Qiankun also learned about the unbearable history of Linghai.

The history of the Djinn clan is also tens of thousands of years old, which is different from the history that the royal capital has always advertised. The history of the royal capital is narrated from the beginning of the battle of the soul slayers, and there is a blank space in front of it, and some events are also passed by in twos and threes.

After thoroughly understanding the history of the struggle of the Djinn Clan, he realized how grand this world really was. It is by no means limited to the world of the royal capital, after the royal capital, there are other spiritual realms, as well as the small thousand worlds, Hongmeng Dao, the three thousand worlds, and so on.

Qiankun is quite happy to understand this, which is exactly the same as what Wang Shishu said, but with Li Shiyi's narrative, it has become more concrete.

For the sake of those sages who have passed away, Qiankun must also do something, at least to save them before the necromantic qi erupts.

How to rescue? I guess I can only get out of the spiritual sea.

Although he knew that Li Shiyi was very reluctant, Qiankun still wanted to give it a try and shake Li Shiyi's thoughts.

"Patriarch, if you all walk out of the Spirit Sea, in this case, no matter how wreaking havoc the Necromantic Qi is, you won't be tortured by it!" Qiankun tried his best to ease his tone, knew it with reason, and tested Li Shiyi with emotion.

Li Shiyi smiled bitterly, until now, he has heard this sentence every day, every year. Why didn't he know this logic? Out of the Linghai, the clansmen will definitely be hunted down by Wan Qiyi, and despised by the people of the royal capital.

He became the last man in the Spirit Sea, bringing the Giant Spirit Clan to ruin.

He would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

Li Shiyi sighed lightly and slowly spoke: "Brother Qiankun, do you know why I don't take my clansmen to sea?" ”

Qiankun shook his head and waited for Li Shiyi to continue.

"Our Djinn Clan, once a few million or even tens of millions of people, now there are only more than 30,000 people left, and they can no longer be tossed. If we go out of the Spirit Sea, our special physique will definitely be exposed. Leaving your fate in the hands of others is not a great idea. Li Shiyi explained in a deep voice.

Qiankun nodded, this is the fallen leaves returning to the roots. Advance or die, retreat or die, and dying in your hometown is the best choice. Even if the form is gone, the last bit of thought is worth staying on your own land.

What a generous tragedy.

"I see, Patriarch Li."

Qiankun talked with Li Shiyi for a while, and then left first.

Qiankun came to the outside of the main hall and found that Ling Feng and Wang Lei were practicing their musical instruments on the opposite platform, he felt curious, so he walked over.

In the past few days, I have seen that Ling Feng has been tinkering with these things, but Ling Feng's talent is also extremely high, and Wang Lei is also very fond of teaching, it only took such a long time for Ling Feng to be able to control at least three or four musical instruments.

The corners of Qiankun's mouth twitched, this is no longer a normal person's talent!

Qiankun listened to the music played by Ling Feng, like a fresh breeze, long and long, comfortable and refreshing.

Qiankun's heart couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, and he was led by these songs.

Qiankun asked with some surprise, "Ling Feng, why is your musical talent so high?" ”

Ling Feng smiled a little shyly and explained to Qiankun: "Actually, I already have some resonance with music, when I was a slave in the past, I played some tunes in private, which can be regarded as relieving my boredom. ”

Wang Lei looked at Ling Feng and admired it very much: "Brother Ling Feng's talent is really amazing, just listen to it for a while, look at the technique, and you will see it, I have put a lot of hard work into it." ”

"I don't know if we can play it."

When Ling Feng heard Wang Lei's words, he felt that he was too pretty, and he just thought it was a joke.

"Brother Lei, I heard that Qiong Huang has the effect of soothing the soul, no one has been able to play it for thousands of years, and even fewer people can play a complete tune, how can I do it?"

Wang Lei waved his hand, very serious: "No, I must let you try it another day!" ”

"Okay, then we'll see that another day."

Ling Feng nodded, and didn't take Wang Lei's words to heart.

……

In the black room, the man finally restored the black qi in the black box, and his soul gradually appeared excellent, slowly becoming larger.

As soon as he woke up, he wandered back and forth in the dark room, screaming incessantly, and looking very angry.

"Damn! Beat me like this! That mad boy, I'm not going to spare him! The black voice was very poignant, with a hint of resentment, resounding throughout the room.

The man was so angry when he saw the black qi so angry, so he knelt down in fright, and his attitude was very respectful: "Master, you still have to come little by little, you can't be too anxious, this time this kid made a move, it was purely an accident, I thought it would be okay to scare and scare them, who ......knows."

"That's right!" Before the man could finish speaking, the black qi immediately let out a sharp and piercing sound, interrupting his words, "It's your accident!" If you didn't let me show up, I wouldn't be like this! ”

"Get down on my knees!"

When the man heard this terrifying cry, he quickly knelt down: "Master, don't be angry. It was my fault! ”

"That's why we have to take our time, these days, the master, you just care about recuperating from your injuries and recovering your strength, and I am here. When the time comes, it's not too late for us to make a move! ”

After the man said this, he was so anxious that he sweated profusely, for fear that he would anger this black qi.

Seeing this person's low posture, Hei Qi also smiled comfortably, and his mood was very happy: "Good! You've done a good job. If you really succeed in the future, you are indispensable! ”

When the man saw Hei Qi say this, he was very happy in his heart, and hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you, master!" Thank you hosts! I'm going to do your job! ”

The ethereal black qi seemed to be narrowed into a slit, as if it was laughing, and then it seemed to remember something, and hurriedly asked the man: "Say, what is the name of the kid who hurt me?" ”

"Tell the master, his name is Qiankun, and he came here a few days ago." The man was respectful, did not drag the mud and water at all, and responded directly.

Hei Qi was very interested in this Qiankun, and the gap became narrower, and he shouted: "Qiankun? Good! Sooner or later, that kid will die at my hands! These days, I want you to go to the Extremely Cold Spirit Vein and stir up all those sleeping necromantic spirits, understand! ”

"Ming...... Got it! ”

With that, the black gas returned directly to the box, and the whole room fell silent.