The voice of the old man is full of advice.

As for the reason, Yebei naturally won't know.

But Que Cang was clear.

At the moment, there are some things that Yebei still doesn't know, to be precise, I don't want some people to know about Yebei's existence, and to know that there is a person in this world who is taking the forbidden road.

"Que Lao, what are you worried about?"

The deep voice fell, and there was no response.

Since Que Cang deliberately concealed it, he naturally wouldn't say it.

This is in the protection of the night north.

At least, with Yebei's current strength, he can't do it and make enemies of those people.

Not to mention Yebei, even he himself didn't end up where he is now.

The forbidden road, whoever walks, who dies!

In the secret room, there was silence.

On the bed, his eyes closed, he fell into a deep sleep again.

With a series of moves just now, Yebei had to do this.

If you don't let the other party absorb it with your own true qi, this body will not be able to be saved, and once the weakened Yuan Shen is exposed, it will disappear if the body is not found for a quarter of an hour.

At this moment, although the sleeping body is extremely weak, at least, it is no longer hindered by others.

Yebei took a step forward, and a wisp of true qi was placed into the other party's body, but his brows frowned.

The other party's body, a hundred years of erosion, has run out of oil, even if there is a treasure of heaven and earth, if you want to recover, I am afraid it will take a long time.

As the time passed, after a stick of incense, the eyelashes of the figure on the bed moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"......Who are you?"

The faint voice fell, but it made the white skirt shadow on the side hide her face and cry.

This was her mother's voice.

Hearing the sound of sobbing, the figure on the bed looked sideways.

"...... of the sunset"

"Mother!"

Qianxi got up and came and clenched her mother's palm, the cold palm was recovering its temperature, which meant that her mother was finally saved.

……

The mother and daughter had a few brief conversations, and the figures on the bed looked at Yebei.

"Thank you, Mr. Night, for sacrificing your life."

The voice fell, and he struggled to get up, wanting to salute and thank him, but he couldn't do it after all.

In exchange, there was only a light cough.

No one knows better than she the extent of her own damage.

exhausted all his strength to suppress the other party, with that primordial god, how difficult it was to be rescued.

"Ahem......"

The sound of light coughing continued, and blood stains were faintly overflowing from the corners of his pale mouth.

Qianxi hurriedly took out a pill from the Qiankun bag and handed it to her mother.

Yebei turned around and prepared to leave.

The other party's physical state at the moment can't do anything.

And no one knows, Yebei faintly 'doesn't dare' to ask.

I want to get the answer urgently, but I'm afraid to get it.

I'm afraid the answer is no.

This was his last hope.

This is giving the other person time to recover, and it is also time for himself to leave psychological preparation.

"In Xia Qiongyan, Mr. Night sacrificed his life to save him...... Ahem, I don't know how I can repay? ”

As the Holy Venerable of the Kui Palace, there is no slightest condescending posture at this moment, and the grace of the other party's salvation is already greater than the sky.

When Yebei heard this, his footsteps gradually stopped, but he did not speak.

And Qianxi said: "Mother, the other party wants to resurrect a person, there is no body, and there is no primordial aperture, and I can't do anything." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden silence.

Yebei turned his back to the mother and daughter, and his drooping palms were already trembling faintly.

"It's really hard to do."

The faint voice fell, Yebei's fingers jumped mechanically, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he couldn't help but show a self-deprecating wry smile.

Himself, after all, is too extravagant.

"It's not entirely hopeless, though."

Qiong Yan made a body, the pill entered the body, and the face recovered three points of blood.

Then he said: "Mr. Night, I don't know if the person you want to resurrect has anything to wear, it must be worn with you. ”

"Only one sword."

When Yebei heard this, he immediately replied.

Sheng Hu has nothing to wear, and even if he does, it will be turned into ashes when it falls.

Only the Divine Punishment Knife he used was left, and now it was by Xu'er's side.

"Blade ......"

Qiong Yan muttered, and then asked, "That person, how long has it been since he died?" ”

"Half a year."

"Six months, eighteen days."

At this time, how can Yebei forget.

"Mr. Night, I can give it a try."

"How sure are you?"

Yebei turned around in vain.

"Alas, Yebei, this is impossible to do, unless she has an ancient secret technique."

Que Cang spoke comfortingly, so that Yebei should not have hope.

This is the art of returning things to yang, this ancient secret art, which has long been reduced to a forbidden art.

All things are orderly, life and death have their own destiny, this kind of anti-heaven technique has long disappeared, even if there is, how can it appear in this realm space.

Que Cang's voice, except for Yebei, the mother and daughter naturally can't hear it.

However, the next words made Que Cang stunned for a moment.

"This technique is to return the yang with things, and the blade is driven by its own strength, and there must be residual true qi power in it, which is the best thing."

"But ......"

When Qiong Yan said this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I'm in my current state, I'm afraid I won't be able to perform this technique, and if I want to recover, it will take at least a hundred years, and by then, I'm afraid I'm ......."

Qiong Yan didn't continue to say more, and Yebei already knew that for a hundred years, the true qi left on Sheng Hu's Divine Knife was afraid that it had already dissipated.

The other party is a martial artist who has opened the spiritual aperture, and it is the limit that Yebei can save him.

Moreover, the injuries suffered by the other party cannot be recovered in a short period of time.

Even if you have heaven and earth, it's useless.

A hundred years of remnants, his own foundation has been seriously damaged, even if he recovers, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to his peak state.

"Que Lao, what elixir is there that can restore the wounds in her body?"

The sound of the night north's thoughts sounded.

With Que Lao's experience, he must know more than he knows.

"Nope."

Indifferent two words, in response.

Is it true that there is none, or is it reluctant to say?

It doesn't matter anymore, such a resolute tone means that Que Cang will not say it no matter what.

What Yebei shouldn't know, he can't let know right now.

Besides, even if you knew, it was useless.

Such an injury cannot be recovered without an anti-heaven elixir.

However, at this moment, the corners of Qiong Yan's pale mouth moved slightly, and she said softly:

"My life was saved by my husband, and I am already grateful for everything, and I don't ask for anything."

"Since the gentleman is bent on resurrecting that man, I should do my best to repay the grace of saving my life."

"But right now, I'm the only one back to my peak."

A weak voice, floating in the secret room, made Yebei capture the key point, and couldn't help asking, "Do you have a way to recover?" ”

Qiong Yan didn't answer, but asked, "I don't know who Mr. wants to save, but I want to ask." ”

"Is the gentleman's life important, or is the man's life important?"

"I want to repay Mr. for saving his life, but on this trip, Mr. is very likely to be like me, he will be seriously injured, and even lose his life."

"Mother, do you want to ......?"

When Qianxi heard this, he already understood something.

Qiong Yan didn't pay attention to her daughter, and looked at Yebei quietly with a pair of eyes, waiting for a reply.

"If there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up."

"His life is as important as mine!"

Yebei didn't need to think about it, and suddenly replied.

Qiong Yan nodded.

"Qianxi, take Mr. Night to the forbidden land of the burial sea."

"Mother, if you do this, he will die!"

Qianxi exclaimed, obviously unwilling.

As for the words 'Burial Sea Forbidden Land', Yebei is naturally extremely unfamiliar, and at this moment, a wisp of strength was released, and he left with a shallow sunset.

……

"Yebei, what kind of person is it that deserves to be saved like this?"

The figure that stepped forward in the air was imprisoned, unable to break free, and kept shouting.

"Where is the forbidden place for burial?"

Yebei stopped and looked at the shadow behind him.

"You know, you're going to die!"

Qianxi was also a little annoyed.

The other party saved her mother, which made her very grateful, and she didn't want to take this risk in the night north.

"Where?"

Yebei asked.

Feeling that resolute gaze, Qianxi was completely annoyed.

"North, three thousand miles!"

"If you want to die, no one will ask you!"

"Thank you."

The two words fell, and Yebei withdrew the confinement on the other party.

Qianxi was free to move in an instant, his face was still annoyed, he took out a token from the Qiankun bag and threw it directly.

"There's someone from my palace there, and with this token, I might be able to help you."

"If you encounter difficulties, crush this token, and it will save your life!"

The words fell, and the white dress turned around and stepped away.

Yebei looked at the black token in his hand, which was the same as before, nothing more than an extra word 'saint'.

Putting the token in his arms, Yebei looked at the vast sea in the north, turned into an afterimage, and galloped away.

Three thousand miles of sea, for Yebei, is just a blink of an eye.

It's just that as it goes deeper, the aura becomes more and more intense, mixed with a bloodthirsty aura.

And at this moment, in the distance, a huge vortex appeared on the surging sea, with a diameter of more than 100 miles, accompanied by a loud sound like a stormy wave, as if it could swallow everything.

Dressed in white hunting and dancing, Yebei was in the sky above the whirlpool, looking down, there was obviously a trace of light flickering in the bottomless giant whirlpool.

Yebei did not hesitate, flew down, and rushed directly into the whirlpool.

The waves were roaring in his ears, and the aura was already thick to an extremely terrifying level, which was clearly abnormal.

What's in the depths of this whirlpool?

At this moment, it is already at the bottom of the sea for 10,000 meters, and it has not yet reached the end.

The pressure was enough to wipe everything out, and Yebei released the barrier and continued to go deeper.

At 30,000 meters, the light was already faintly visible, and it seemed to be a giant sword, chopping waves and plunging straight into the bottom of the sea.

Before he got closer, in his mind, Que Cang's exclamation suddenly sounded.

"This, this is, the Nine Dragons Lock Demon Tower!"

……