"This is the Tower of Heaven." Zhuo Xiaowan said softly: "Senior Brother, no one can be resurrected after death."

Song Yunge remained silent.

He kept thinking in his mind that if he didn't choose to use the Sky-Cha Jue and rushed towards Tianyue Mountain with Chu Xiaoyun, could he rush back before Yuntian Palace could react?

If you are not greedy and you are not able to stop comprehend the Sutra of No Birth, you will not be assimilated as the devil, and the Yuntian Palace will not be able to find yourself.

What if I woke up a moment ago?

What if he didn't use the Sky Jue to force Luo Shiying to escort him all the time?

These thoughts have been surging in my heart and cannot be stopped.

The guilt has been entangled with him, turning into a tremendous anger and a strong murderous intent towards Yuntian Palace.

Even if all Ma Zhihua and the nine others were killed, they could not calm his anger and murderous intent. The nine of them could not be compared with Chu Xiaoyun.

Zhuo Xiaowan pressed her jade hand on a handprint on the tower body.

"Boom!" A hole appeared in front of the jade tower, and Zhuo Xiaowan entered lightly.

Song Yunge hugged Chu Xiaoyun and followed.

On both sides of the slanted downward steps are night pearls, with soft light like the moon.

Turn down the steps quickly and step on a wide flat ground.

This open land is about the size of two football fields. The ground is engraved with thick and strange symbols. There are fifty-two jade beds in the center, and one person lies on each bed.

The jade bed exudes a warm luster, and the luster wraps around the people on the bed, and looks rosy and sleepy.

Song Yunge narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Qi technique.

Zhuo Xiaowan said calmly: "These are disciples who died in Daluo City within a hundred years of our Tianyue Mountain."

Song Yunge's face was calm and he said slowly: "What a tower of heaven!"

But his heart was empty like anger.

The souls of these people on the jade bed are still there, and they have not left their bodies or dissipated!

This is simply impossible.

It's too incredible for a hundred years.

"This tower of heaven looks ordinary, but has a great origin. It is said to be built in ancient times and has stood firmly and steadily after countless dynasties. It is a miracle." Zhuo Xiaowan said softly: "So it was chosen by our ancestors of Tianyue Mountain and became a place where we can place heroic spirits."

"This ancestor is really extraordinary!" Song Yunge nodded slightly.

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head gently: "Actually, everyone has never discovered any strangeness in this Tower of Heaven. It has been studied for hundreds of years, but it is still the same, it can only keep the body immortal."

Song Yunge said: "This is already a great thing!"

Not only is the immortal body, but the soul is also there, and it is magical.

He hugged Chu Xiaoyun and came to a bed, looking at Sun Tiantong lying on the bed.

Sun Tiantong's face was rosy. If he hadn't breathed, he would wake up at any time if he was asleep.

He put Chu Xiaoyun next to Sun Tiantong and let the two lie side by side like a couple.

He will never talk about souls. One is too shocking, and the other is that the news will be leaked. There is no airtight wall in the world.

Obviously no one has discovered this mystery now, so let’s keep this secret forever.

No matter what, the soul is still there, so I will give him a glimmer of hope, and his guilt is not that strong.

"Let's go." Song Yunge turned around.

Zhuo Xiaowan came out with him and saw Song Yunge continue to walk, without stopping to talk to her.

"Senior brother, why not talk to me."

Zhuo Xiaowan felt that Song Yunge looked calm on the outside and boiling on the inside, and she couldn't leave it alone.

Song Yunge smiled: "There is nothing to say, junior sister, go back and rest."

He waved his hand and kept walking, gradually stepping out of Zhuo Xiaowan's vision.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned and watched him leave.

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Song Yunge returned to his yard and sat at the familiar stone table. In just a few days, he felt like he was a different life.

He stroked the stone table and felt every crack and pothole on the table. A familiar feeling gradually emerged and his heart gradually calmed down.

Concentrate your spirit, throw all guilt, anger and murderous intent into your mind, so that they will not interfere with yourself.

If a person cannot be resurrected by death, even if he destroys the Yuntian Palace, Chu Xiaoyun will not be able to survive.

The soul is still there, and there is a glimmer of hope for resurrection.

I have gained a lot in my career.

First of all, Zheng Xifeng's soul, and Jianhou's soul has greatly improved his understanding of himself.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to understand the Sutra of Nobirth so easily.

Jianhou broke through the first iron threshold, and his perception of the world was qualitatively different from the previous realms.

Furthermore, it is the practice of the Wubian Sutra.

This made him feel clear and he became himself again, no longer changed by those souls.

Even the influence of Zheng Xifeng's soul was eliminated, and all the imposed influences were stripped away. His heart was like a rock and the strong wind was hard to shake.

With the Sutra of Non-Birth, there is no need to let the heart of heaven fall.

At this time, there was only one golden talisman in my mind, which was the combination of the Wusheng Sutra and the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Refining Talisman.

He couldn't help but remember that when he was stabbed by a master of Yuntian Palace, he was on the verge of death, the golden talisman reversed and turned the gushing of death into vitality, as if he reversed the time and re-started it.

He focused his mind and tried to reverse the golden talisman again, but unfortunately the golden talisman was still moving, so he made it move smoothly.

The golden symbol rotates slowly.

He gritted his teeth and reversed again until he was drowsy, his eyes turned black, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face turned pale, but the golden talisman still did not reverse.

Was it an illusion before?

He shook his head gently, it was definitely not an illusion!

My head shook and started to feel dizzy again, my spirit was overdrawn, and the sequelae of swallowing nine souls also occurred.

He turned around and went into the house, threw himself onto the bed, and fell into a drowsiness.

In the early morning, he woke up slowly amid the crisp chirping of birds.

Holding the big demon bead, he looked at the caisson in a daze.

The fresh air floats into the nose and can smell the dew outside and the fragrance of flowers and plants.

He was recalling his dream last night.

In the dream, he took Chu Xiaoyun back to Tianyue Mountain, and when he returned from Tianyue Mountain, he met Ma Zhihua and the others again.

Ma Zhihua and his team had a larger number, with nearly a hundred people. He killed all of them in one breath and slaughtered all of them.

He suddenly waved his hand when he thought of this.

"Swish!" The sound of silk cracking came from the air.

A faint black line flashed and then a strong wind whistled, causing dust in the house to fly.

He has not been there these days, and has not cleaned it and has lost a lot of dust.

His red robe sleeves rolled and whipped, the window opened with a "bang", and the dust was rolled out of the window.

He looked at his hand with satisfaction.

The sword god's pose is becoming more and more perfect, as if it is deep in the dream, and killing in the dream makes it deeper.

Now this sword god move is more powerful than the Netherworld God Claw, and its power is even more amazing. The sword god move is combined with the broken virtual step, killing the sword saint is easy to turn against his palm.

He slowly smiled, looked down at the Great Demon Bead, but he had no choice but to throw it back into the box at the head of the bed. It was still difficult to tell whether it was the outer bead.

He thought it would be very troublesome to swallow nine souls in one breath, but now he found that he was calm and calm, without any abnormality.

It seems that the Wusheng Sutra is in line with the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Refining Talisman, and it can indeed eliminate the invasion of the inner demons and directly eliminate the impact of the soul on oneself.

Finally, a big trouble was solved.

But he was not happy. The fight between Wusheng Sutra and the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Talisman caused Chu Xiaoyun to die, and he could not forget it.

Trying to calm down, putting aside these things, he came to the yard to practice swordsmanship slowly, and his foundation was the swordsmanship of Tianyue Mountain.

After practicing for a while, Zhuo Xiaowan knocked in, picked up a rice box, took out the food and placed it on the stone table.

After Song Yunge thanked him, he started to eat directly.

Zhuo Xiaowan looked at him with bright eyes.

Song Yunge lowered his head to eat, pretending to know nothing.
To be continued...