"This is the Tower of Babel. Zhuo Xiaowan said softly: "Senior brother, people can't be resurrected after death. ”

Song Yunge was silent.

He kept thinking in his mind that if he didn't choose to use the Covering Tianjue and directly rushed to Tianyue Mountain with Chu Xiaoyun buried his head, could he rush back before Yuntian Palace reacted.

If you are not greedy, if you are not an unstoppable comprehension of the Immortal Sutra, you will not go mad, and Yuntian Palace will not be able to find yourself.

What if I woke up a moment earlier?

Even if you don't have to cover Tianjue and force Luo Shiying to escort all the time, what will happen?

These thoughts are constantly surging in my heart, and I can't stop it.

Guilt has been haunting him, turning into monstrous anger, a strong murderous intent against Yuntian Palace.

Even if he killed all nine of Ma Zhihua, he still couldn't calm his anger and killing intent, and the nine of them couldn't be compared to Chu Xiaoyun.

Zhuo Xiaowan pressed her jade hand to one of the handprints on the body of the tower.

"Boom!" A hole appeared in front of the jade tower, and Zhuo Xiaowan entered lightly.

Song Yunge hugged Chu Xiaoyun to follow up.

On both sides of the slanted steps are night pearls, with a soft light like moonlight.

A quick turn down the stairs brought you to a wide flat ground.

The open space was about the size of two football fields, with thick and strange symbols carved into the ground, and fifty-two jade beds in the center, one person lying on each bed.

The jade bed exudes a warm luster, and the luster envelops the people on the bed, and the complexion is ruddy as if they are asleep.

Song Yunge squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the qi technique.

Zhuo Xiaowan said calmly: "These are all the disciples of our Tianyue Mountain who died in Daluo City within a hundred years. ”

Song Yunge's face was calm, and he said slowly: "What a Babel Tower!"

but his heart was empty like a wave of wrath.

The souls of these people on the jade bed are still there, and they have not dissipated at all!

It's simply impossible.

A hundred years, the soul is still there, this is too incredible.

"This Tower of Babel looks ordinary, but it has a great history, it is said to have been built in ancient times, and it is still standing firmly after countless dynasties, which can be described as a miracle. Zhuo Xiaowan said softly: "So it was chosen by our ancestor of Tianyue Mountain to become a place for us to store our heroic spirits." ”

"This ancestor is really extraordinary!" Song Yunge nodded lightly.

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head lightly: "Actually, everyone hasn't found anything strange about this Babel Tower, it has been studied for hundreds of years, and it's still the same, but it can keep the body immortal." ”

Song Yunge said: "This is already a great thing!"

Not only the body is immortal, but the soul is also divine.

He carried Chu Xiaoyun to a bed and looked at Sun Tiantong lying on the bed.

Sun Tiantong's face was ruddy, if it weren't for the lack of breathing, he would really wake up at any time as if he was asleep.

He put Chu Xiaoyun next to Sun Tiantong and let the two lie side by side like a couple.

He will never say anything about the soul, one is too shocking, and the other is that he will leak the news, there is no impermeable wall in the world.

Obviously, no one has discovered this mystery now, so let's keep this secret forever.

Anyway, the soul is still there, then give him a glimmer of hope, and his guilt is not so strong.

"Let's go. Song Yunge turned around.

Zhuo Xiaowan came out with him, watching Song Yunge continue walking, without stopping to talk to her.

"Senior brother, you might as well tell me about it. ”

Zhuo Xiaowan felt that Song Yunge was calm on the outside, but boiling on the inside, and she couldn't leave it alone after all.

Song Yunge showed a smile: "There's nothing to say, junior sister, go back and rest." ”

He waved his hand, his footsteps did not stop, and gradually walked out of Zhuo Xiaowan's field of vision.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned and sent him away.

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Song Yunge returned to his small courtyard and sat at the familiar stone table, just a few days, but it was like a world away.

He stroked the stone table, feeling every crack and pothole on the table, a familiar feeling gradually emerged, and his heart gradually settled.

Mentally concentrate, throw all the guilt, anger and murderous intent out of your mind, and don't let them interfere with you.

People can't be resurrected after death, even if they destroy Yuntian Palace, Chu Xiaoyun can't come back to life.

The soul is still there, and there is a glimmer of hope for resurrection.

I have gained a lot in this industry.

First of all, Zheng Xifeng's soul, the soul of the Sword Marquis realm has greatly improved his comprehension.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to comprehend the Sutra of Absence so easily.

Jianhou has broken through the first iron threshold, and his perception of the world is qualitatively different from the previous realms.

The second is the cultivation of lifelessness.

This made him feel clear, and he became himself again, no longer changed by those spirits.

Even the influence of Zheng Xifeng's soul has been eliminated, stripped of all the imposed influences, the heart is like a rock, and the wind is unshakable.

With the Sutra of No Life, there is no need to fall from the heart of heaven.

At this time, there was only one golden rune in his mind, which was the fusion of the Lifeless Sutra and the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune.

He couldn't help but think of the moment when he was stabbed in the heart by the master of Yuntian Palace and was on the verge of death, this golden talisman reversed, and turned the surging death qi into anger, as if reversing time and restarting.

He intently tried to reverse the golden talisman again, but unfortunately the golden talisman did not move, so he made it turn smoothly.

The golden rune rotates slowly.

He gritted his teeth and reversed again, until his eyes turned black in the drowsy, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and his face turned pale, but the golden talisman still did not reverse.

Was it a delusion?

He shook his head slightly, it was no illusion!

The shaking of his head began to dizzy again, and his spirit was overdrawn severely, and the sequelae of swallowing nine souls at once also attacked.

He turned and went into the house, threw himself on the bed, and fell straight into a coma.

Early in the morning, to the crisp chirping of birds, he woke up.

Holding the Great Heavenly Demon Bead, he looked at the caisson in a daze.

The fresh air wafts into your nose, and you can smell the dew outside, the fragrance of flowers and plants.

He was thinking back to last night's dream.

In the dream, he took Chu Xiaoyun back to Tianyue Mountain, and then when he returned from Tianyue Mountain, he met Ma Zhihua and them again.

Ma Zhihua and the others were more numerous, nearly 100 people, and he slaughtered all the 100 people in one go.

He suddenly waved his hand when he thought of this.

"Whew!" there was a cracking sound in the air.

A faint black line flickered, and then the wind howled, blowing dust into the house.

He was not in these days, did not clean, and shed a lot of dust.

The sleeves of his robe were rolled up and flicked, the window "banged" open, and the dust was rolled out of the window.

He looked at his hand with satisfaction.

The sword god is becoming more and more perfect, as if it is deep in the dream realm, and the killing in the dream makes it deeper.

Now this sword god style is more powerful than the Nether God claw, and the power is more amazing, the sword god style plus the broken void step, killing the sword saint is as easy as a snap.

He slowly smiled, looked down at the Great Heavenly Demon Bead, and reluctantly threw it back into the bedside box, it was still difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, I don't know if it was an outer bead.

And swallowing nine souls in one go, he originally thought it would be troublesome, but now he found that his mind was calm and there was nothing unusual.

It seems that this Lifeless Sutra is in harmony with the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and it can really eliminate the invasion of demons in the heart, and directly dissolve the influence of the soul on himself.

Finally solved a big problem.

But he couldn't be happy, the battle between the Immortal Sutra and the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune caused Chu Xiaoyun to die, and he couldn't forget it.

Trying to calm his state of mind, putting aside these, he came to the courtyard to slowly practice swordsmanship, and his own foundation was still the swordsmanship of Tianyue Mountain.

After practicing for a long time, Zhuo Xiaowan knocked on the door and came in, carried a rice box, took out the food and put it on the stone table.

After Song Yunge thanked him, he started eating directly.

Zhuo Xiaowan looked at him with bright eyes.

Song Yunge lowered his head to eat, pretending not to know anything.

Zhuo Xiaowan should have known what had happened to her, so she would be like this.

Otherwise, you will never take the initiative to help you deliver food and take the initiative to approach yourself.

Zhuo Xiaowan just looked at him quietly, without saying a word, and waited for him to finish eating silently, put back the lunch box and left lightly.

Her graceful figure left the courtyard, and Song Yunge suddenly felt that the courtyard was overshadowed, empty, without fragrance and warmth.

He shook his head and put these aside, and was about to go to the Vermilion Bird Guard, when Feng Jin broke in.

When he came up, he patted Song Yunge on the shoulder first and comforted: "Senior brother, Senior Sister Chu can't complain about you." ”

Song Yunge smiled reluctantly: "Senior brother also heard the news?"

"Now the whole city of Daluo has spread all over it. Feng Jin shook his head and said, "I just ran over after receiving the news, nine masters died in Yuntian Palace, you killed them, right?"

Song Yunge nodded.

"Then you must be careful!" Feng Jin frowned and said, "Yuntian Palace will never give up. ”

Song Yunge let out a sneer.

That's exactly what he wants!