The white-haired fisherman was silent, and no sound came from his surroundings.

Su Ji slowly put down the wine bowl, raised his head and said, "Miss Mu, since you want to travel to the underworld, why are you still staying here?"

Mu Lingyu said lightly: "When I want to leave, it's not your turn to care." ”

"Good. Su Ji slowly got up and said, "If you don't go, I'll ...... go."

After that, he jumped into Jiuquan, and Su Ji's entire body was submerged in the turbulent water.

Mu Lingyu frowned, looking at the direction in which he disappeared with a complicated expression.

All the way down the river, Su Ji dragged his wet clothes and climbed to the shore. The skin was blood-red and steaming.

In the blink of an eye, the soaked clothes were instantly steamed dry by the hot stream, revealing a simple pitch-black robe.

The red on his face had just faded, and he heard only the white-haired fisherman's voice come into his ears:

"Young man, not far ahead is the ...... of the Stygian Spring"

Su Ji looked around, only to see the crystal clear spring water, but he couldn't see a human figure, and couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask the old-timers, where is the sacred?"

The white-haired fisherman replied, "It doesn't matter who I am. If you want to reunite your soul, you can only borrow the water of the Fountain. ”

The old voice faded away, and many strange patterns gradually appeared on the surrounding stone walls. The patterns were not originally on the wall, as if they had been written down by an invisible finger.

Su Ji swept through the large and small patterns, and saw that this array was not complicated, mainly to teach how to gather souls with the help of the Stygian Spring. He recalled that the Daoist had said that Lin Zi's three souls and seven spirits were gathered, and he could use the water of the Nine Springs to return to the yang, and as long as he referred to the methods of these patterns on the edge of the Stygian Spring, he could bring Lin Zi back to life. He put his hand in his bosom, fumbled for a moment, and when he pulled it out again, he had an extra string of red beads in his hand.

After a moment of hesitation, he slowly released his palm.

Seven red beads fall into the spring. The crystal clear water of the spring turns a dark red color, and ripples ripple in circles.

The quiet surroundings echoed with a low chanting voice, and Su Ji drew runes out of thin air according to the pattern of the wall, and the faintly shiny strange words centered on his body, suddenly forming a soul gathering array. Countless strange patterns were connected together, and the intertwined blood-red patterns gradually converged in the water, flashing blood-red light, like a criss-crossing river flowing happily.

Lin Zi's three souls and seven spirits are gradually merging into one in the spring water.

Su Ji suddenly raised his eyebrows, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he saw a vague fox shadow vaguely appearing in the turbid red spring water.

Just as the fox's shadow was about to be fully formed, a sudden gust of cold wind blew, making the surroundings instantly full of murderous intent.

Su Ji closed his eyes slightly, and immediately felt a chill from his heart, and a woman's cold voice came from his ears:

"You've driven me away again and again just to save her?"

Su Ji's body moved slightly, and he turned to look. Mu Lingyu's figure slowly appeared in his sight.

The two looked at each other, relatively speechless.

Looking at her silently, Su Ji's eyes were quite complicated.

Mu Ling's angry eyes stared at the Soul Gathering Array in front of Su Ji, and suddenly stretched out his jade hand. A white phantom sword sealed in his right wrist slashed towards the Soul Gathering Circle.

Su Ji was forced to lift the string of Soul Gathering Beads soaked in the bright red spring water, and a strong bloody aura permeated.

In an instant, the red glow faded away, and the raging spring water quieted down.

There was a deathly silence all around. The seven blood-red Soul Orbs became dim.

Su Ji's face was like ashes, his mouth was slightly open, and his breathing was extremely heavy, obviously caused by Fang Cai's overwork.

Mu Lingyu could feel the pain he was enduring, and the condensed sword blade in his hand fell into hesitation.

Su Ji lowered his head and gasped: "During the birthday banquet of King Zhou, if she hadn't used the Green Spirit Nightmare Technique to help me, I'm afraid many people would have died at that time. She has given her life to save my life more than once, and you have tried to kill me more than once......"

Mu Lingyu pursed her lips and suddenly spoke: "I won't let you save her, this evil beast killed my master!"

Su Ji said gloomily: "It's not too much to kill, not long ago, she had already died once." ”

"Once is not enough, she deserves to die!"

As he spoke, Mu Lingyu exuded a faint blue aura around him, like a blooming blue lotus, and the phantom of a fox was faintly visible!

Looking at the phantom shadow of the blue fox behind Mu Lingyu, Su Ji suddenly felt that the killing intent around her was stronger than just now!

The blue fox behind her radiated light, a fox tail swaying like a blue tongue of fire, and two sharp fangs emitted a bewitching and cold light.

"Don't forget, she also killed your mother and your master. If you don't dodge it, don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

Su Ji's feet remained unmoving, and he slowly stretched his hand that was clenching the string of soul gathering beads into the spring water.

Mu Lingyu bit her lip, recalling that the Queen Mother of the West had said that all living beings in the world have a conscience, even Qingli is no exception. Qingli once acted on Nuwa's orders, and even if she didn't do those things, he would still do them for her. In the past, her good and evil were divided into two, half of which was the evil of despair, and the other half was the good of infatuation. Now her three souls and seven spirits have been reborn in the Stygian Spring, and good and evil have become one, and she has become a creature with an unclear conscience.

Thinking of these things repeatedly in her mind, Mu Lingyu gradually calmed down, and didn't make a move after all, not because Su Ji blocked her, but because she felt that there seemed to be a voice in her heart telling her that she shouldn't do this. The dark blue aura gradually dissipated, she slowly shook her head, and said in a low voice: "Nezha is right, I shouldn't have come in the first place......"

When he said that, Mu Lingyu's voice became a little choked, and he turned around and left lonely.

Looking at her back, Su Ji's lips moved, but he didn't speak, he slowly closed his eyes, and immediately integrated the last pattern of the Soul Gathering Circle into the blood-colored spring water.

There was a faint smell of blood wafting around. The color of the spring water changed again, becoming more vivid than blood. The blood-soaked water was almost boiling.

Su Ji slowly raised his head, and there was a soaking blue fox in front of him.

The green fox lay on the ground weakly, wheezing violently for a long time, his demeanor returned to calm slightly, and his face became slightly ruddy.

"Why do you want to be angry with her on purpose?" Qinghu got up from the ground, looked at the silent Su Ji, as if he could see through his mind at a glance, and sighed: "That year, you saw me after taking the seven-colored rice ear, just because you felt indebted to me in your heart. She's the one and only one of a kind to you. ”

"Let's go. Su Ji let out a long breath and said in a deep voice: "I don't owe each other in the future, I don't want to see you again." ”

The green fox took a few steps forward, then stopped, sniffed, and turned back: "She didn't go far." ”