Qin Haoxuan was not in the mood to care about those things, and he only wanted to cultivate the soul tree. Since others stole him, he stole the other party as well, and there was nothing to be polite to him. He walked to the disciple closest to him. The disciple was trembling all over, his spine was soaked in cold sweat, and his mouth was trembling, "Don't...Don't kill..."

brush!

The dragon scale sword was unsheathed, and the sword tip pointed directly at the disciple.

"Ah!" The disciple burst into tears, and he rolled and crawled in front of Qin Haoxuan, "Please don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"I won't kill you, I will take me to get the Soul-raising Wood." Qin Haoxuan's voice was cold and without any emotion.

"Yes, yes!" The disciple responded, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up. Qin Haoxuan narrowed his eyes impatiently, and the disciple ran forward with a cold and excited look at Qin Haoxuan carefully while walking.

The Jubao Pavilion of the Ming Ling Sect is also different from other sects. It was actually built by hollowing out underground. The more precious the thing, the more it is, the lower it is.

When I arrived at the bottom floor, white mist was filled with coldness and coldness. The huge room was completely covered by a huge piece of cold jade, which was condensed and penetrated through the bone marrow.

"Just... it's there..." The disciple of the Ming Ling Sect was covered in tears and pointed to the west of the room with a trembling look.

Qin Haoxuan looked at it and it was a jade platform with a green color. A piece of golden log that was only the size of an index finger was suspended from the top. The surface of the log was flowing, exuding a natural Taoist rhyme.

"Is this the Soul-raising Wood?" Qin Haoxuan asked strangely. In his impression, is this a bit too small?

"Yes, this is the treasure of our Ming Ling Sect, which can nourish the soul for thousands of years." The disciple swallowed and said.

Qin Haoxuan nodded, raised his hand and grabbed the wood directly, then put it in his dragon scale sword, and turned around without delay.

The disciples of the Ming Ling Sect only felt a gust of wind flashing by. When they came to their senses, Qin Haoxuan beside them had long disappeared. He stared blankly and said, "Isn't you really going to kill me?"

...

Qin Haoxuan did not stay away from the Nether Spirit Sect, but found an extremely hidden place in this dense forest and began to study how to safely put Xing's soul into the soul-raising wood.

Although the golden soul-raising wood was so small that Qin Haoxuan was surprised, when he held it in his hand and observed it carefully, he could feel the power of peace and peace of mind emitted from the soul-raising wood.

"It's indeed the most soul-raising treasure." Qin Haoxuan's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

Then, it took Qin Haoxuan a full month to completely put Xing's remnant soul into the soul-raising wood. At the moment when the remnant soul left the body, Xing's body completely dissipated and dissipated into a black smoke. Qin Haoxuan was shocked and reached out to grab it, but he didn't catch anything.

He looked at his hands a little dullly. After a long time, Qin Haoxuan came back to his senses. He wiped his face hard and said to himself: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Xing's soul is still there. I will definitely be able to help him re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

After exploring his spiritual sense, he checked the soul-raising wood in his hand in inch by inch, Qin Haoxuan's face became heavier and heavier: "It's impossible... why is this happening..."

The residual souls moved into the Soul-raising Wood, although no longer obviously dissipated, are still unstable!

Closed his eyes, and anger erupted in Qin Haoxuan's eyes: "Didn't it mean that the soul-raising wood can nourish people's souls for thousands of years?!"

Carefully exploring the residual soul in his hand, Qin Haoxuan took a deep breath: "Yes, Xing himself is a demon clan. The demon clan has a strong body, but his soul is weak. This is just a wisp of his residual soul. It was previously frozen by the domineering cold breath, and then it almost dissipated..."

From this point of view, the soul-raising wood can only protect the soul for up to five years, but five years is not enough!

Qin Haoxuan tightened his fists: "Five years are too short. I can't complete the reincarnation array for him. I need time, time!"

"What should I do? How can I save Xing's soul?" Qin Haoxuan's brain was running rapidly, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "What if there is something that can make the Soul-Healing Wood stronger? As long as the Soul-Healing Wood's function remains unchanged, will Xing's residual soul be preserved soon?"

What are the things that nourish trees?

"All things are water!" Qin Haoxuan suddenly stood up, "When the immortals in the Ten Thousand Sects were left behind, the disciples of the Lingcao Sect once told me that the Lishan Sect has holy water that can nourish all things. Even if you put an ordinary stone in it, you can also give birth to life if you have an adventure!"

Yes, everything is water!

The Lishan Sect is a sect that has been around for more than 5,000 years. It is located to the east of the Ming Ling Sect and is thousands of miles away from Qin Haoxuan at this time. After thinking of a method, Qin Haoxuan no longer delayed and headed straight to the Lishan Sect.

The Lishan Sect is as its name, with its main peak majestic and straight into the sky, but from the top of the peak to the foot of the mountain, it seems to be split by someone with a sword, broken into two halves, and the cut surface is flat, which is a pity to look at.

Qin Haoxuan didn't look at this sect much, but directly knocked on the mountain gate. He was secretly alert at the same time, because... after the last incident, he had already understood that without Taichu as his backer, these immortal cultivating sects today would not be much good to him, but for the sake of punishment... they would have to take risks.

The disciple of the Lishan Sect guard looked at Qin Haoxuan with great vigilance, his eyes flashed, and he asked, "Who is coming?"

"I am teaching Qin Haoxuan in Taichu. If you have any questions, please help me." Qin Haoxuan bowed.

Who knew that when he said his name, the disciple's face turned pale: "Qin Hao...Qin Haoxuan?!"

Qin Haoxuan didn't know what happened, but he actually made the disciple afraid to this point. He took a step forward and just now he heard a wave of figures shaking, and several figures appeared in front of the sect of the Lieshan Sect!

Bang!

Without any warning, the mountain guard formation of Lishan Sect started, and without saying anything, the people in the mountain sect began to manipulate the formation to attack Qin Haoxuan!

The surging spiritual techniques came overwhelmed. Even though Qin Haoxuan reacted quickly enough and retreated in an instant, his arm was still injured by the spiritual techniques, and the warm blood was flowing out.

Qin Haoxuan knew it was not easy to come to exchange for things, but he didn't expect that the other party's reaction was too intense, right? He just came to the door and opened the formation directly, completely treating himself as a bandit who robbed him!

"Everyone, why do you treat me like this?" Qin Haoxuan held his long sword and acted as a defense, staring at the other party cautiously.

Taoist Qingsong, the head of the Lishan Sect, brought people to the mountain gate. His hair was gray, his body was still strong, and his wrinkled eyes were still shiny. However, the emotions inside were too cold and heartbreaking. He looked at Qin Haoxuan with an expressionless face and asked coldly: "Are you Qin Haoxuan?"

"I am."

"It's you who beat me!" Taoist Qingsong said sternly.

Qin Haoxuan didn't care about his bleeding arms, but looked at the Dragon Scale Sword in his hand and said in a faint tone: "I'm just here to be a sect for the first time. I've been beaten before I could say a few words. I have to give me a reason."

A middle-aged man next to Taoist Qingsong snorted lightly, with thick eyebrows standing upside down on his square face, showing a sense of cruelty. He said in a loud voice: "A month ago, have you been to the Ming Ling Sect?"

"Yes." Qin Hao frowned, and without waiting for the man to ask, he said directly, "I killed their head master, the master of the church."

The Chishui Taoist, who had originally wanted to ask again, gritted his teeth: "Devil, are you admitting your sins?!"

Qin Haoxuan looked up at him: "What sin?"

"You covet the treasure of the Ming Ling Cult, the soul-raising wood. First, you deceived people to open the mountain gate, and then ruthlessly kill people and seize treasures! Shouldn't you, a blood-filled demon?!" The Chishui Taoist shouted angrily.

"First, I'm going to change the Soul-raising Wood, not rob, second, they are not me who want to kill people first." Qin Haoxuan said expressionlessly.

"I'm just making trouble, you're still quibbling when things are at this point!" Taoist Qingsong, the head of the Lishan Sect, narrowed his eyes, "Because of you, no one of the superiors of the Ming Ling Sect survived. Do you recognize such grievances or not? Your killing nature was revealed in the remains of the immortals in the Ten Thousand Sects. How many people died tragically in your hands, and you still don't repent and kill people everywhere. You are really the devil in the world of immortal cultivation!"

When he heard Taoist Qingsong mention the immortal relics of the Ten Thousand Sects, a feeling of sadness mixed with anger surged into his heart. Qin Haoxuan said in a deep tone: "My original intention is not my intention to kill people in the immortal relics of the Ten Thousand Sects. At that time, Qin was deceived by the inner demon and made a big mistake. But then I conquered the inner demon and apologized to various sects. This matter has been revealed long ago. What do you mean?"

"Hmph, it sounds nice. I think you are hard to change your nature, right? The disciples of the Ming Ling Sect have made all the crimes you committed in their sect to the immortal cultivation world. Qin Haoxuan, you devil, everyone can kill him!" The Taoist Chishui sneered.

Qin Haoxuan took a deep breath: "Who is right in the Ming Ling Sect and who is not right? How can outsiders know? Qin exchanged the treasure sincerity for the soul-raising wood. They were too greedy and wanted to poison me. Then I took action to defend myself. I, Qin Haoxuan, can't recognize people and slaughter me? I, Qin Haoxuan, have a clear conscience in all of these things, and I can completely confront the disciples of the Ming Ling Sect!"

Taoist Qingsong shook his head and looked at Qin Haoxuan with heartache: "At this point, you are still stubborn! Because of you, the Nether Spirit Sect has no leader and is robbed by passing cultivators. The entire sect was robbed. The tree fell and the money was scattered. The disciples of the disciples ran away. Where can I find their disciples?"

Qin Haoxuan never expected such a thing to happen. He closed his eyes: "If the leader of the Ming Ling Sect had not been confused by greed and had the desire to harm others, their sect would not have fallen to this point. All this has nothing to do with me."

Taoist Qingsong, the head of the Lieshan Sect, looked at each other with the elder Taoist Chishui, but neither spoke.

Qin Haoxuan looked at the people of the Lishan Sect who were waiting for the battle and said aloud: "Qin is definitely not a person who is ambitious, and everything about the Ming Ling Sect has nothing to do with me. This time I came here to exchange for something for you."

Taoist Qingsong looked at Qin Haoxuan without any trace: "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!