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"It's just that this void is boundless, and the little fairy has been patrolling here for thousands of years, and there is no boundary, and you wander aimlessly like this, I'm afraid that thousands of years of hard work have been wasted. Besides, beyond the void, who knows what it will be?"

Seeing that Peng Yu's face was a little lost, Ye Youshen continued: "From this to the south for five thousand miles, there is a three-life hall, there is a well in the hall, the wind is windy all the year round, the bottom is not visible, and the legend can go straight to yin and yang. I've been there a few times, but I've never heard of anyone crossing the two worlds. If Brother Yu is interested, he can go and take a look. ”

"Without further ado, let's go, Immortal. ”

When Peng Yu heard that there was such a magical well, he was already impatient, urging the night wandering spirit to float south.

Ye Youshen looked at Peng Yupiao's fluttering figure in front of him, and said with a smile: "At the speed of Little Brother Yu, I'm afraid that I won't be able to reach the Three Lives Hall five thousand miles away in two or three years." ”

After speaking, he took out a gourd from behind him and said: "This Xuantian Divine Gourd is forged with Nine Heavens Xuantian Iron, which can accommodate all things in the world." Brother Yu can come in, and the fairy will take you there. ”

Peng Yu looked up, only to see that the gourd in the hand of the night wandering god was about half an inch long, the body was blue and yellow, the upper belly was curved and slender, and the lower belly was fat and bloated, and it was not as good as the ordinary gourd picked in the mountains and wilderness on weekdays, and asked with some doubts: "This is the Xuantian Shenhu?" ”

"Don't worry, you're standing. ”

The night wandering god opened the lid of the gourd, aimed the mouth of the gourd at Peng Yu, and said something in his mouth, Peng Yu felt that his body became more and more blurred, and finally with the sound of the night wandering god, it directly turned into a green smoke and flew into the gourd.

The space in the belly of the gourd was like the dark void outside, Peng Yu sat quietly on the ground, and the sound of whirring wind faintly came from his ears. After about an hour or two, it finally stopped.

The night wandering god opened the lid again, chanted words in his mouth, and called again: "E", and a stream of green smoke erupted from the gourd, piled up on the ground like a cloud of mist, and slowly transformed into the appearance of Peng Yu.

Peng Yu opened his eyes and found that he had come to the door of a small hall. It is said to be a palace, but it is not much smaller than the palace of the king of Hades, like a small ruined temple in the mountains.

The broken red lacquered wooden door has been crumbling, and there are two stone statues of the town hall with faces like lacquer, eyebrows facing the sky, and fierce gods on the left and right sides of the door, which are the pair of door gods Yu Lei and Shen Tu that were pasted on the gate of Shangshu Mansion before.

Peng Yu looked at it carefully, it was okay not to look at it, but at a glance, the stunned eyes of the god on the left seemed to be fierce, and he was about to pounce on Peng Yu, so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and ran towards the hall.

This hall is a small courtyard courtyard, which is similar to the Zhangxi Courtyard of the Splendid Dart Bureau. In the very center of the courtyard, there was indeed a well. Peng Yu hurriedly ran over to look at the bottom of the well, it was dark and deep, and a strange fragrance emanated from the bottom of the well, which made him dizzy, and there seemed to be an invisible force pulling his body down.

In an instant, a gust of wind whistled from the mouth of the well and rushed straight into the endless void, as if accompanied by a few chattering snickers. The Night Wandering God's body flickered, stepped forward and pulled Peng Yu away, and said angrily: "Don't you want to live anymore?" You know that you are just a weak yin soul now, if you are washed by that yin wind, it can make your soul fly away in an instant. ”

Peng Yu patted his chest in shock, and said with some shame: "Peng Yu was so anxious that he almost made a big mistake, and he was tired of going to the immortals." ”

The Night Wanderer shook his thick head slightly, waved his hand again, and said, "Since you are here, I will help you to the end." Before I begin, I would like to remind you that this well leading directly to the Yin and Yang worlds is only a legend, and no one has personally testified to it. Looking at the yin wind just now, I'm afraid that this road is very dangerous, do you still want to go?"

Peng Yu nodded firmly and said, "Even if it is the Hell Fire Sea and the Underworld Sword Mountain, Peng Yu will die without regrets." ”

"That being the case, the fairy will talk to you again. Seeing that Peng Yu had made up his mind, he didn't persuade him anymore.

"Man has a body and a soul, the body is the base, and the soul is God. After death, the seven spirits remain in the body, and the soul is divided into three, which remains in the heavens and the earth. The three souls are each the Yuan Soul, the Yang Soul, and the Yin Soul. The Yuan Soul wanders in the world, the Yang Soul soars to the Nine Heavens, and the Yin Soul falls into the underworld. Only by bringing the three souls together can the soul be reshaped and reborn. ”

"But if the body dies for more than seven days, the seven spirits are gone, and the resurrection is weak, or the body is corrupted and damaged, and the soul cannot be reborn. Brother Yu, have you really thought about it?"

Peng Yu didn't speak anymore, just nodded heavily.

"This set of soul gathering and returning yang Dafa has been useless for some years. You sit cross-legged by the well, and the little fairy will help you gather the three souls first. After the Night Wandering God finished speaking, he grabbed the void with both hands, and unexpectedly conjured a bunch of spell-casting props out of thin air.

Peng Yu was secretly stunned, this night wandering god is really a little unpredictable.

The night wandering god first placed a small and delicate incense burner in front of Peng Yu, lit three red sandalwood, and then took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms, bit his index finger, and wrote a true edict spirit talisman on the yellow paper with blood, and pasted it on Peng Yutianling.

Then he sat down opposite Peng Yu, and said silently: The Extreme Ancestor helps me, and the Ziwei Divine Emperor helps me.

The heavens and the earth are dim, and the avenue is dark;

The widow was wronged, and the body and soul were clear;

The soul of the yuan is scattered, and the soul of the yang soars;

The immortals of the eight directions give me power;

The sun turns into a spirit;

......

This large section of the spell was very simple at the beginning, Peng Yu sat upright, and saw the night wandering god opposite closed his eyes tightly, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn and sacred.

Slowly, the more the mantra was recited, the more it was recited, the more complicated it became, and Peng Yu couldn't understand what he was reciting at all. He watched the Night Wandering God's lips move rapidly, and he unexpectedly felt an irrepressible sleepiness.

Then, as if he felt that the darkness around him was no longer boundless, a faint light shone down from the nine heavens, gently soothing his body. As the spell deepened, the heavens and the earth were covered with bright light, and there was light everywhere, and there was no more darkness.

The body seems to be gradually becoming fuller, and it is no longer as empty as it used to be. Sometimes it is like bathing in the warm breeze of nine days, the whole body is comfortable, sometimes it is like facing the frozen snow, the deep cold erodes the bones, and sometimes it is like the nine suns shining on the body, and the heat is like a department. In the end, the body turned into a puff of green smoke again and burrowed into the Xuantian Divine Gourd.

The gourd seemed to be lifted by a gust of wind, floating above the deep well, slowly spinning with the spell of the Night Wandering God, turning faster and faster.

The night wandering god suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, and he was reflected on the Xuantian Divine Gourd, and he shouted:

The three souls return to the body, and all the qi is full;

Shenhua is clear, and the word is still alive.

There was no sign of it, and the gourd disappeared out of thin air as if it had never appeared in this space.

Peng Yu could feel that he was in the gourd, as if he had entered a mysterious passage, and the wind was gusting in his ears, as if he was in the underworld, and there were some creepy screams, sinister laughter, and moans......

As time passed, the sound grew lower, lower, inaudible, and finally returned to the long silence......