The mentality of Jin Sanxing's gains and losses is all in Wei Seventeen's eyes, the bait thrown by the Heavenly Demon hits the point, if he ignores it, there may be a risk of rebellion, but for Wei Seventeen, this broken world has no nostalgia, Dongming City is just a toy on his whim, Ruan Jing has a mountain and river vitality lock to protect herself, enough to resist the torrent of time, Qin and Yu Ernu have other arrangements, even if they follow Yuwenshi, it doesn't matter. What if heaven and earth return to chaos? He could have walked away. It's none of his business, Wei Qiqi has no intention of taking care of everything, he gently and skillfully puts the power of decision-making into the hands of Jin Sanxing, listens to the convenience, succeeds or loses, he stays out of the matter and is a bystander.

Isn't he? He's always been a calm and almost cold spectator to this world.

Wei Seventeen let it go, so free and easy, Jin Sanxing hesitated, his fate was determined by his words, whether the heavenly demon was credible or not is still in doubt, if there is no hope of ascending, the demon is in trouble, and the last chance of life is lost, he is the great sinner of this world. Fortunately, Yuwen didn't urge them at the beginning, so he took a lot of time and blindly wandered in Chishui Cliff and enjoyed himself.

If you don't say anything, it's more powerful than coercion and inducement.

Nothing happened, Wei Qiqi summoned Qin Zhen and asked her to memorize the ghost cultivation method on the stone wall of the Yin Fire Cave to Ruan Qing word by word. The sky fox is brilliant, smelling one and knowing ten, carefully contemplating the exercises, and finding that the danger of cultivating ghosts with a human body lies in two difficulties, one is that the soul is fragile, like a candle in the wind, if you are not careful, you will be pounced on by yang energy, that is, there is a doom; second, the soul is separated from the body, and it can be guaranteed to be clear for seven days, and the time is a little longer, the external evil invades, the turbidity is impregnated, and the consciousness is annihilated, and it becomes an unconscious lonely soul and wild ghost, even if there is a practice, there is no way to cultivate.

Kunlun handed down this ghost cultivation method, quite contradictory, cautious, but also brave and diligent, two diametrically opposed mentalities mixed together, it is for these two difficulties to hinder, people are at a loss. The more this is the case, the more it can be seen that the true dragon essence blood is precious, Qin Zhen is just a sword cultivator, he is not good at divine soul and divine thoughts, he is blessed by essence and blood, and his soul is strong, and he can have several months of hard work to cultivate, and he does not need to worry about the invasion of external evil turbidity.

Three days later, Jin San Province still had not made up his mind, Wei Qiqi was impatient to wait for a long time, took Qin Zhen Ruan Qing to the town demon tower, and ordered Jiuli to open the "water cloud" magic circle, isolating the sky, wind, fire and yang energy, and then through the Dongming ghost city, from the hometown of Huangquan in Nanhua Valley, the demon town was brushed inside and out thousands of times, brushed the yin wind gusting, ghostly energy, and in the end, even Jiuli couldn't eat, so he had to escape out of the tower to avoid one or two.

The sky above Dongming City was covered with clouds, the wind was whimpering, like crying and complaining, Jin San Province was on a whim, fidgeting, pinching his fingers and calculating carefully, but he couldn't calculate the heavenly opportunity. He went straight to the city and asked Jiu Li why, he was stunned for a long time, so he had to shake his head, practicing the ghost path for a woman beside him, and he made such a big scene, it seems that Qin Zhen's weight in his heart is really not light. Seeing that the underworld qi was gathering more and more, the demon tower was buzzing, the talisman on the tower body suddenly brightened and darkened, the demon qi was disordered, and it slid to the edge of losing control, since Wei Seventeen did not come out, he had to be the master without authorization, and at that moment Jin San Province summoned Xiaobai and Chu Ge and ordered them to seal the city.

For a time, many monks scattered as birds and beasts, and ordinary people came out of the city gate, helping the old and the young, dragging children and daughters, carrying large and small burdens, pushing large carts and small carts, avoiding thirty miles, looking forward, and feeling uneasy.

The night is low, the stars and the moon are dark, the hundred ghosts travel at night, the wailing sound resounded through the world, the ghost king Xu Hu held a long flag, wandering in the empty streets and alleys, where he passed, the paper money flew like snow. The bronze bell of the bell tower rang suddenly, and the sound shook the whole world, and even Chu Tianyou, who had not appeared for decades, crawled out of the tomb, breathed in the cold air, looked up at the nine-story and eight-sided tower, and opened his mouth and hissed silently.

The last wisp of humanity has long since disappeared, and he is just a walking corpse, without consciousness, without thoughts, without desires, making "flying money" day after day year and becoming a part of Dongming City.

The Demon Suppression Tower was impregnated by the dark air, black as ink, hidden in the night, the "Water Cloud" magic circle could not bear the heavy pressure, gradually disintegrated, and the prohibition turned into countless shining points of light, rising, disappearing into the night sky like a spark, the dark qi poured and spread, not passing every inch of land in Dongming City, and finally blocked by the thick city wall, which must not be leaked. Jin Sansheng stopped and watched, his eyebrows beating for a while, how much underworld qi did Wei Qiqi extract, and he actually submerged the entire Dongming City! If the city wall collapsed, the spiritual energy poured thousands of miles, and the monks could still fly away, but those ordinary people had nowhere to escape, and they all became ghosts.

Interesting! It's really interesting! Heavenly Demon Yu Wenshi stood at the head of the Chishui Cliff, looking at the strange scene in Dongming City, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his expression was radiant, the cave heaven turned into a ghost domain, and the dark aura was all over the wilderness, but what was this going to do? Is it to give birth to a ghost mother and a ghost child? He was full of interest, and he was looking forward to it for a while.

Under the Demon Suppression Tower, the dark qi condensed into water droplets, attached to the stone wall, accumulating more and more, converging into a trickle, flowing around Ruan Qing. Ruan Qing was sitting precariously when she suddenly said, "Don't you let me see her?"

Wei Qiqi shook his head and said, "Only by having obsession can you achieve the ghost path." ”

Ruan Qing was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he said resolutely: "Okay, as you wish, please help me to relieve the army." ”

Mortals in the Yin Fire Spring, bit by bit to remove the skin, flesh and bones, endure the pain of the bones, inhuman torture, just to ensure that the weak soul is intact, Ruan Qing is the Heavenly Fox of the upper realm, the strength of the soul is far better than that of the people in this realm, there is no need to be so cautious, you can use the magic weapon to solve the problem, the knife into a fast, clean and neat, saving the boundless pain.

Wei Qiqing took out the dragon slaying knife and said with a low smile: "Time is like a dream, today is yesterday, fade away from the old skin, and achieve a new situation." ”

After that, all the soul eyes around the body lit up, the dragon slaying knife disappeared suddenly, the blue light flashed, the sky fox was cut into two, the flesh and bone were separated, the viscera was entrusted, the blood gathered into a shallow pool, the black smoke curled up, uncertain, and after a while, it condensed into a small nine-tailed fox, his eyes were clear, and he looked directly at Wei Seventeen.

Wei Qiqi waved his hand, and a ball of true dragon essence blood flew out, enveloping the soul of the sky fox. Ruan Qing was like a spring breeze, her spirit was lifted, she stretched her body and rolled, turned into a woman's appearance, sat cross-legged, her heart was facing the sky, there was no sorrow or joy, she slowly absorbed the spirit of the underworld, and began to cultivate the ghost path.

Qin Zhen snuggled up to Wei Qiqi's side, not leaving an inch, relying on the power of her soul to resist the invasion of the underworld, she stared at Ruan Qing intently, remembering her every move, comparing them with the ghost cultivation exercises one by one, as if she had some understanding.

Ruan Qing's present is her future.