At the moment when Shen Xingsoul's eyes were about to close, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two, stretching out his hand a little, Shen Xingsoul only felt as if something had been broken, and he was attacked by a counterattack force that swept all the spiritual veins in his body.

"Click!"

The sound was very crisp, as if something had shattered, and then the same sound continued to rise and fall, Shen Xingsoul collapsed to the ground, and there was no trace of life on his face, I am afraid that death is not far away.

As he fell to the ground, a man appeared in the field, wearing a light blue robe with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Disciple of Xuanzong, it is forbidden to fight, you are so unsuitable for cultivation, let's go down the mountain!"

This person's tone was very serious, and he didn't care about Shen Xingsoul's injury, but instead glanced at Chu Zhaonan not far away with some concern.

Even if Shen Xingsoul was in a bad state, he kept sneering in his heart, this person was obviously favoring Chu Zhaonan.

After waiting for a while, Shen Xingsoul didn't see Shen Xingsoul standing up, the man in the light blue robe took a deep breath and continued to speak:

"Well, God has the virtue of a good life, and seeing that you are in such a bad state, you can only be allowed for a few days. ”

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, Shen Xing's soul disappeared in an instant, and by the time it appeared, it had already returned to Izumo Peak.

He crawled into his room with his hands and feet, tilted his head, and fell into a complete coma, unconscious.

Three days passed, and Shen Xingsoul woke up, at this time he was already lying on the bed, not only that, but he was also covered with a quilt, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a back.

This back figure was wearing a pale yellow long skirt, exuding a faint fragrance, and was lying on the table not far away at this time, obviously a little tired, lying there to rest.

Shen Xingsoul was upset in his heart, coughed violently a few times, a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and the figure suddenly straightened up and looked at Shen Xingsoul anxiously.

What catches your eye is a delicate face, with curved eyebrows, eyes like autumn water, Qiong nose and bright teeth, and a little red lips that are moving.

Shen Xingsoul naturally recognized who this person was, it was Ming Ruoliu, who claimed to be his senior sister.

Seeing Shen Xing's soul wake up, Ming Ruoliu's tightly knit brows also stretched slightly.

"Don't move, get some rest!"

Ming Ruoliu pressed Shen Xingsoul's shoulder, and then there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and a man dressed in black walked in, it was Ye Wuqiu.

"You can really toss, you dare to fight so hard when you are so bad!"

Ye Wuqiu brought in a bowl of medicinal soup, handed it to Ming Ruoliu, and motioned for her to feed Shen Xingsoul's medicine.

Ming Ruoliu took the medicine bowl, put it to her mouth and blew the hot air, scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon, and handed it to Shen Xingsoul's mouth.

Looking at her movements, it shouldn't be the first time to feed Shen Xing's soul with medicine.

Shen Xingsoul hesitated a little, but he still opened his mouth, but his heart was very strange, he had never been treated like this, looking at Ming Ruoliu's slender fingers, he secretly praised in his heart.

"I, where is my master?"

Shen Xingsoul's voice was still very weak, and he had to pause for a while for these words.

Ye Wuqiu shook his head, they had been taking care of Shen Xing Soul for nearly three days, but they had never seen Wang Tianyun, and they didn't know where they went.

Being able to know that Shen Xingsoul was seriously injured was all because of Ye Wuqiu, after he sent the pill to Shen Xingsoul last time, he was still not at ease when he went back, and the next day he got a better pill, but when he saw Shen Xingsoul become like this, he panicked at that time, and in the end, there was really no way, so he found Ming Ruoliu.

The two took good care of Shen Xingsoul for three days, during which they fed him some heavenly treasures to help him recover.

Another three days have passed, and now Shen Xing's soul can already walk, but at a glance, he is still that thin appearance, and he has not recovered at all.

What made Shen Xingsoul feel panicked the most was that he couldn't feel the existence of the aura, and the spiritual veins in his body completely disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

He originally wanted to release the ball, but he tried several times but didn't do it, and finally wanted to look inside whether there was no aura in his spiritual vein, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

The current Shen Xing Soul is exactly the same as an ordinary person, and even his body is far inferior to that of an ordinary person.

Another four days have passed, and now ten days have passed since the battle that day, during which Shen Xingsoul is also trying to cultivate, but there is no progress, and he still can't feel the existence of aura.

"Alas!"

Shen Xingsoul sighed, got up and walked to the window, looking at the night sky outside the window, his heart was difficult to calm down.

He was confused, he lost the power of cultivation, and in this upper realm where he didn't have any relatives, he didn't know what else he could do.

The night on the mountain was a little cold, Shen Xing couldn't help shivering, and had no choice but to return to the bed and cover himself with a quilt.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had cared about the change in temperature, but now it was completely different, and a little chill made him shiver.

Not only that, but he will feel hungry now, so he has to prepare some food every day to satisfy his hunger, so that he can maintain the most basic life.

Ten days, coupled with the careful care of Ye Wuqiu and the others, Shen Xingsoul can already move freely, but his appearance has never recovered, he is still covered with skin and bones, his teeth have fallen out a lot, there is not a single hair on the top of his head, his eyes are dull and yellow, at a glance, this is an old man in his last years.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Xingsoul was spitting out and practicing against the morning sun, trying to find a way to restore his cultivation, but three consecutive days had passed, without the slightest change, and Shen Xingsoul gradually ran out of patience.

The power of cultivation is all he relies on to survive in the upper realm, and now that this reliance is gone, he wants to become an ordinary person, without the slightest cultivation, without any supernatural powers, and if he wants to accomplish anything, he must do it himself.

"Shen Xingsoul, tyrannical personality, murderous nature, Xuanzong can't tolerate you, go down the mountain quickly!"

Shen Xingsoul looked up and saw that it was the man in the light blue robe that day.

"Who are you who want me to go down the mountain with your mouth open and closed?"

The man smiled and took out a token from his body with the word "order" written on it.

"I'm from the Temple of Order, so I naturally have this right!"

"Get down the hill quickly, lest I get myself!"

Shen Xingsoul nodded, it turned out to be a person from the Hall of Order, no wonder it was like this.

"I want to see the master!"

"Heh, do you think Wang Tianyun can save you if he is here? I let you go down the mountain, and no one can change it!"

Shen Xingsoul sighed secretly, knowing that he had to leave today, don't say that Wang Tianyun is not here, even if he is really here, what can he do, he has no cultivation at all, and he can't change anything at all.

"Wait for me to leave a letter!"

Shen Xingsoul turned around and entered the room, took out a pen and paper and left a few lines of parting words.

Then he simply packed his bags, picked up a small package, and headed straight down the mountain.

"Hand over your identity jade plate!"

Before leaving, the man in the Order Hall in the air continued to embarrass Shen Xingsoul, asking him to hand over the jade plaque representing his identity.

"This is a gift from the master, what does it have to do with you?"

The man in the Hall of Order glanced at Shen Xingsoul, smiled coldly, did not speak, and looked at Shen Xingsoul's back until he completely disappeared.

Now Shen Xing's soul cultivation is completely empty, and he doesn't have any destination, this upper realm is a stranger to him, and he doesn't know where to stay.

He just walked out of Xuanzong all the way, wandering aimlessly in this vast upper realm, with no purpose and no direction.

He is like a ghost, floating in front of everyone's eyes, but no one can see it, without the slightest sense of existence.

He was at a loss, what the future would be, and whether there was still a chance to return to the Nether to take a look.

Along the way, when he was hungry, he ate some wild fruits and dried food to satisfy his hunger, and when he was thirsty, there were mountain springs to quench his thirst, and the only thing he cared about was the fierce beasts that kept appearing.

Each of these fierce beasts possessed cultivation, coupled with the fact that they were already stronger than humans, which made Shen Xingsoul almost in danger several times.

Half a month had passed, the dry food in his package was gone a day ago, and there were no wild fruits nearby to satisfy hunger, Shen Xingsoul only felt that his eyes had begun to blur.

Insisting on walking forward for a while, Shen Xingsoul was overjoyed, and finally saw a small village, this village is not only that, that is, dozens of households, Shen Xingsoul seemed to have seen the food, walked forward quickly, and used all his strength.

"Lao Zhao, you see that the medicine you picked is the spirit, I only took this disease once, and it is almost the same. ”

"Alas, how can there be such a god, it's not that you are a little martial artist, and your foundation is good. ”

Shen Xingsoul was slightly stunned, this old Zhao he knew, it was the medicine picker at the beginning.

When he first came to the upper realm, Shen Xing's soul was lying on a mountain cliff, but fortunately he was rescued by this old Zhao and survived to this day.

Unexpectedly, he came here again today, looking at Lao Zhao's face that had not changed, Shen Xingsoul smiled slightly, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, which seemed to be a sense of security.

"Zhao, Uncle Zhao!"

Shen Xingsoul hesitated, thinking about his current appearance, whether it would be a little awkward to call him Uncle Zhao.

"Are you...... Who are you?"

Hearing someone shouting Uncle Zhao, Lao Zhao subconsciously looked over, but was startled by the person in front of him.

"Uncle Zhao, it's me, Shen Xingsoul!"

"Huh, you're a star soul?"

Lao Zhao remembered that there was such a person, who was recuperating in his own home, but there was no overlap with the person in front of him.

Although Shen Xingsoul is not very outstanding, he also has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a righteous face, and the person in front of him is drooping and old, and he is already a person who is about to die.

"Uncle Zhao, this is a long story, do you have anything to eat?"

Lao Zhao's expression changed slightly, and then he laughed out loud and took out a piece of roasted white potato from his arms.

"Here, I haven't eaten the baked sweet potatoes that Ling'er brought me!"

Shen Xing's soul was instantly pulled, when he came to the upper realm, the best delicacy he had ever eaten was this thing.

After receiving the roasted sweet potato sent by Lao Zhao, Shen Xing devoured it and ate it all in his stomach in a short instant.

"It's hard to come back once, go, go home with me!"

Lao Zhao grabbed Shen Xing's soul and went straight to his house.

For Shen Xingsoul, the impression he gave was still very good, especially when he cured the birthmark on Ling'er's face, making her no different from others, this matter Lao Zhao will never forget.