After the death of the living soul, the earth soul in the three souls and seven spirits will not be brought back to the underworld by the Yin Envoy and the heavenly soul back to the heavenly prison until seven days later, and the soul power of the life soul and the seven spirits will be exhausted, and it will completely dissipate from the world. However, there are exceptions to everything, some people are born with a soul that is not condensed enough, once they die, their soul leaves the body, it is not enough to stay in the yang world for seven days, in this case, their earth soul and heavenly soul will return to their respective places in advance, and the life soul and the seven spirits are also weaker than ordinary people, and they will be washed by the yang qi and will not need to be consumed in 14 days.

At this time, it was only six days before Zhu Liancheng and Qiu Lin died, and the two of them were cultivators, so where could there be a theory that their souls were weak? Even so, before the seven days came, it would be difficult to find the souls of the two people, and there was only one possibility: The souls of the two had already been detained by others before that.

In front of the altar, Yu Qingwu's Yuan Shen body was scorching. Before him, someone had already detained the souls of Zhu and Qiu, and the person who detained the soul was afraid that nine times out of ten they were members of the Four Seas Gang, and their purpose should be to prevent someone from finding out some shady things about the Four Seas Gang through the souls of the two.

"How many masters are hidden in these Four Seas Gang?" Yu Qingwu whispered, after the death of Zhu and Qiu, he had placed a ban on the corpses of the two to seal their souls, which could at least ensure that they would not disperse for at least seven days, and during these seven days, unless someone's cultivation was higher than his, it was impossible to detain the souls of the two of them! But at this time, the souls of the two were detained, and they were silent, which proved that the soul dementor's cultivation was higher than him!

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the black-robed man he met in the South China Sea Trap Island, when he was only a little monk in his infancy, he only had a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of the black-robed man, even if he was now in retreat in the Sea King's Hall for a hundred years, and cultivated to the highest level of immortality, in retrospect, he still didn't think that he was the opponent of the black-robed man.

If the dementor is the black-robed man, it would be forgivable, but if not, then it would be really terrifying. How terrifying should it be for a Jianghu gang to hide such a super master even if it is a great sect of cultivating immortals?

At this time, he couldn't delve into the affairs of the Four Seas Gang, so he had to sigh, and then cast his soul dementorship again, and said softly: "Where is Yingji?

What is different from the previous one is that when the ghost light penetrates the sky, the wind suddenly blows in all directions, which is even more biting in this cold night. The yin wind is blowing the branches and leaves, and the snowflakes that were originally falling slowly are swept by the yin wind, straight like a whirlpool in the sea, soaring upward.

Not long after, ten wisps of ghost fire floated in the distance, and those ten wisps of ghost fire seemed to be the same as the ghost fire around them, but in fact they were fundamentally different. The rest of the ghost fires are completely formed by soul power, but these ten wisps of ghost fire contain wisps of mental power.

Yu Qingwu, who was closing his eyes, seemed to see the ten different ghost fires, and turned to the ghost fire suddenly, and said in a voice: "Ah, it's not condensed yet!" The two seals of yin and yang suddenly separated, and the ghostly light between the palms and fingers condensed into a vein, and hit the ten ghost fires with a snap.

Wow......

The ghost fire was hit by the ghostly light, and the inexplicable force pulled them into one. The next moment, the faint light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the void was no longer a ghost fire, but a translucent female figure. Looking at his face, although he is as pale as snow, it is difficult to hide a trace of beauty, who is it not Yingji?

Ying Ji opened her eyes and looked around in confusion, and when she saw Yu Qingwu, who had opened her eyes in front of the altar, a trace of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then her eyes widened, and she exclaimed: "It's you, Fuyao Wang Yu Qingwu?"

"It's me. Yu Qingwu looked at Ying Ji expressionlessly and replied, Ying Ji, who had received an affirmative answer, looked at her translucent body, and then looked at the dark night around her, and wondered: "Am I not dead, why am I here?"

Yu Qingwu put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "It was I who reunited your soul, and in the words of mortals, you are now a ghost." ”

The Nailhead Seven Arrows has the ability to ecstasy, but not all of the Nailhead Seven Arrows for Ying Ji have been cast, so Ying Ji's soul has not been extinguished and can be regathered. It's just that once the time has passed, it will be the seventh day, and the underworld envoy should take her back to the underworld.

As soon as she heard that she was now a ghost, Ying Ji's body trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but then it was replaced by a thick sadness: "My child...... Is he okay? and His Majesty...... Xiaoyi ......"

During this time, although she has been in a state of dormant soul, she can also feel the people in the outside world, Zhilu Dao Xia Luqi and her sister Yingyi are sentimental day and night, and her sister is washing her face with tears every day, without the liveliness of the past.

"They were nice. Yu Qingwu nodded, then glanced at Ying Ji floating in the air, and said in a deep voice: "You don't want to know how you died?"

Hearing Yu Qingwu's words, Yingyi laughed at herself and said, "Death is dead, is it still useful to know this?" and ......" She didn't continue, just looked at Yu Qingwu calmly, the latter seemed to be afraid of her calm gaze, and couldn't help but turn her head away.

"Looks like you've guessed it. Yu Qingwu looked at Ying Ji and smiled suddenly.

Ying Ji nodded and said softly: "Although I don't know what the Seven Arrows of the Dao Nailhead are, I have heard you say that it is a forbidden technique of Taoism, and it is impossible for ordinary people to learn it. Your Highness, you were born in Kunlun Immortal Mountain, you will know, and at this time, you will summon my soul with Your Majesty on your back, presumably the nail-headed seven arrows are also for Your Highness. ”

Her words were calm, as if she were an outsider.

It has always been rumored that Yingji Niangniang is exquisite, ice and snow are smart, if she is a man, she will definitely be able to become a good king of Qingzhou in the future. In the past, Yu Qingwu felt that the rumors might be exaggerated, but today, it seems that the rumors are not false at all, Ying Ji does have extraordinary wisdom, and she can guess that she is the real murderer just through clues. He turned around leisurely, looked at Ying Ji's eyes with the same expression, and wondered: "Don't you hate me for taking away your young life, making Xia Luqi's heart ache and sadness, and making Chunwei motherless since he was a child?"

Ying Ji swayed with the wind, and when she was about to float away, Yu Qingwu raised her hand and waved it back. She leaned on the altar, smiled slightly, and said, "Ying Ji is just a mortal, she loves her husband and her newborn child, how can she not hate you before she can see Chun Wei grow up and be taken by you?"

"It's just that you are not a great traitor, if you are not bewitched, or for some other reason, how can you harm your sister-in-law?"

I have to say that Ying Ji is a woman's body and has a big mind, which is enough to make most men ashamed. She is like a fairy in the world, without resentment or resentment, Yu Qingwu listened to her words, and the guilt in her heart was like a glacier spring, and her anger was surging. He opened his mouth and told him what had happened......

Ying Ji, who understood the cause and effect, was surprised and surprised, where did she think of the so-called exorcism of the Yu family before, it was actually after Emperor Shun, and the Yu family had an indissoluble enmity with the Xia family! After calming the shock in her heart, she shook her head and sighed, and said: "Retribution for injustice is endless, I can't say that you did wrong, because if you were someone else, I am afraid that you will have similar behavior." The past is like an illusion, and the ancestors have grievances, this is the most torturous, right?"

Yu Qingwu laughed at herself, looked up at the snow in the sky, and said: "If I am not from the Yu family, Xia Luqi and I will definitely be good brothers who take care of each other, and you will also be my beloved sister-in-law." However, fate is impermanent, life is troubled, from the moment I was born, I was destined to flow through the sea of blood, climb over the mountain of corpses, and be a cold-blooded and ruthless demon of revenge. ”

"Why do you want to impose shackles on yourself?" Ying Ji sighed softly, she had only been with Yu Qingwu for a short time, but she had deep pity for Yu Qingwu, knowing that he was just a pitiful and pathetic person.

She shook her head and sighed again, and said softly: "I know that the hatred of the Taoist family is indestructible in your heart, no matter how I say it, you will not give up revenge." It's just a wife and a mother, I have a plea, I just hope that you can remember Your Majesty's true feelings for you, and spare him and Chunwei in the future!"

Yu Qingwu didn't speak, turned around and slowly snuffed out the earthy incense on the altar. Seeing him like this, Ying Ji already knew his answer, and immediately smiled, and said: "I heard that people will go to the underworld after death, and if they have not done anything evil in their lives, they can be reincarnated." Listen to what you said, when the time comes, I should also leave the yang world and go to the underworld, right?"

She had a smile on her face, but a wound in her eyes. When you go to the underworld, you have to drink Meng Po soup before you are reincarnated, and forget your past and present lives. In this short life, there is no stimulation of ups and downs, there is just plain happiness, but this is bland, but it is unforgettable, she can't give up loving her husband, and she can't give up her son who hasn't seen a few times.

"Don't want to be reincarnated?" Yu Qingwu said as he removed the altar.

Ying Ji laughed to herself and didn't speak, but reached out to catch the falling snowflake, but the snowflake went straight through her hand and fell to the ground.

At this time, Yu Qingwu had already withdrawn the altar, he turned back to his senses and looked at Ying Ji who was stunned and said: "Yin spirit enters the underworld, this is the Heavenly Dao Lunchang, the six realms of reincarnation, this is also the Heavenly Dao Lunchang, unless you are willing to fall and voluntarily give up the opportunity of reincarnation, but at that time you neither belong to the yang world, nor belong to the underworld, not only a lonely ghost, but also be chased and killed by the enforcers of the underworld, once you are caught and returned to the underworld, you will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, and you will never be able to be reborn!"

"If I had to do that, I would. Yingji's eyes were hurt, and she whispered, "So that you won't forget their ......"

At night, Yu Qingwu's body shook like a ghost, appearing in front of Ying Ji, and at this time, in the dark fog dozens of zhang away in front of her, there was a sudden crisp sound of iron chains, the sound was extremely weird, as if it had the power of a dementor, as soon as it reached Ying Ji's ears, her whole body involuntarily drifted towards the place where the sound came from.

Yu Qingwu's eyes were quick, and he raised his hand to make a mark on Ying Ji's soul, so that it was no longer disturbed by the sound of the soul, and then he pointed his sword at the center of his eyebrows, and the smooth eyebrows opened a vertical eye in an instant, and the immortal light shot out from the vertical eye, spreading dozens of zhang away.

Xianhui opened the way, and the dense fog gradually dispersed, revealing two figures, one black and one white.