It was impossible for Zhenyi Pavilion to lose the reckless help of the Great Elder of the Yuan because of the interests of one person, but he decided to save the Bailing himself, and they could give the greatest support within their ability.

Forty-nine days later, the Soul Leaving Soup was successfully boiled.

The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan solemnly handed over the body of Bailing to Elder Bu Yi and asked him to take care of it, and then drank the Soul Leaving Soup in one go, his time was very urgent, only three hours.

In these three hours, no matter whether or not he finds a ghost king with a full lamp, he must jump into the water of the Lechuan River and use this as a medium to return to the yang world, otherwise the soul and the body will be cut off, and he will probably only stay in the underworld to be a ghost, let alone save the hundred lings.

Elder Bu Yi repeatedly admonished him, fearing that he would make a wrong step and eventually ruin all his merits.

"Don't worry, junior brother, I know it in my heart. He didn't say much, originally because of his advanced cultivation, the appearance of the crane's childish face had aged very quickly in the past few days.

No one would believe this, because they all knew that he was the one who could sacrifice his life for his daughter.

He sat cross-legged on the couch of the Liunan Temple, his face slowly withered and grayed, and after a while, his chest was steady, and he completely lost the signs of life.

Everyone knew that his soul was really out of his body, and six elders stayed behind to sit around him to protect the Dharma, and the rest went back to rest first, and then came back to replace him after half the time.

The pavilion master was also impressively listed, sighed and led out first.

Xu Moling knelt under the corridor of the Liunan Palace, since that day the Great Elder of the Yuan Dynasty came back with the corpse of Bailing, he knelt here, he wanted to go to the underworld to find the full spirit lamp to help Bailing resurrect, but the master didn't take him seriously at all, seeing him was like seeing the air.

He felt so uncomfortable and guilty that he could only pray for repentance.

The pavilion master went out and saw this stubborn boy, in fact, he didn't think that all this was Xu Moling's fault, as a mortal, his fate was controlled by something in the dark, for example, he was arrested and sent to the demon world, met Nianyun, and changed his study of the Yin Scroll Exercises, as well as Bailing's pampered and pampered personality.

"You don't have to kneel here, your master has already drunk the soul leaving soup, you have to understand his feelings as a father, if it's okay, go back to cultivation, and don't blame yourself too much." The pavilion master earnestly comforted Xu Moling.

"Thank you, Master Pavilion, my sister's accident is entirely because the disciple is at fault, and if there is a mistake, he should be punished, I kneel here, and I feel better. Xu Moling kowtowed to him and thanked him, but his body still didn't move.

The pavilion master did not persuade him, just as he thought, many things in this heaven and earth have a fixed number, and for example, this child can't think about this matter here.

But he said that the soul of the Great Elder of the Yuan Dynasty was out of his body, and when he opened his eyes again, it was pitch black, and the place was still his own Liunan Palace, but he couldn't touch the senior brothers who were sitting around him to protect the Dharma.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a winding path suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the black and white impermanence mentioned in the words was waiting at the intersection with chains.

The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan was as good as a stream, and was ready to use these two winds to find the way to the underworld first, he clenched his fists, and felt that the cultivation mana was still there, so he left with the two of them with confidence.

The three of them walked through the long corridor in solitude, and the only sound in the air was the sound of chains and iron objects clashing.

Knowing that this line of heaven was revealing light, the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan discovered that there were originally the same streets in the underworld as in the mortal world, but the people who lived on this street were either ghosts or bitter masters who could not be reincarnated.

They have their own forms, most of them look miserable, he followed the two impermanence ghosts closely, walked to a bridge but stopped, Bu Yi senior brother said, anyone can go to the underworld, but the bridge can't be crossed, and the underworld is only that bridge, as long as it is across the water, you must stay away as soon as possible, in case it passes, you can't turn back.

"Two impermanence ghosts, in fact, I didn't die a normal death, I have a lot of grievances in my heart, I can't just end this life hastily, and I want to ask the two of you to take me to the ghost king for trial. As he spoke, the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan wiped a handful of his clothes, grabbed out the many dark banknotes that Bu Yi and the others had burned, and handed them to the black, one and one white.

"Yo, I haven't seen such a ghost in a few days, so come with us. "The currency of the ghost world can't be made by itself, it must be burned by the living, so their circulation is very limited, and the level of impermanence ghosts can't get much money a month at all, and it all depends on the filial piety of the new ghosts.

The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan went to the mansion of a ghost king in charge of this place with someone, and what he wanted was to get things back to the yang world as quickly as possible, thinking that he could give up everything in order not to delay his efforts, not to mention the dark money that they didn't need at all for those who were alive.

It's just that he was really surprised by one thing, the ghost king here seemed to have known that he was coming, and he was waiting for him in the mansion.

As soon as they met, they gave an easy-going salute.

"The immortal crane of the True First Pavilion, the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan, is polite here. "The etiquette he used was a little strange, as if it were in ancient times, including the clothes he was wearing, which were very old, and were blown by the wind and hunted.

"You are polite, you are polite!" The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan was unexpectedly recognized, and he was a little caught off guard for a while.

"I know what you're here for, anyway, there are only two kinds of people who come to this underworld, one is to be reincarnated in a hurry, and the other is to have a deal to do. As he spoke, the Ghost King conjured the full lamp he had dreamed of from his hand and placed it on the table.

The calm Great Elder of the Confused Yuan was like a hairy boy who had never seen anything, and stepped forward to touch it. After a long while, it was confirmed that this was the magic lamp that the junior brother said could save the Lingling.

"What kind of reward does the Oni-oh want?" he asked.

"It's really a refreshing person, then use the rest of your life to exchange it, I'm just out of the score, if you become an immortal, I will make you a friend, if it is not a king, it is not too much of a loss, although you take it to use, I will take it back when I take it back. The ghost king smiled and brought a gust of wind to his face, carving out paths on his old wrinkled face.