"This strand of vitality can guarantee that you will be resurrected within seven breaths, and you will be allowed to go back and forth in the Nine Netherworlds. If you cannot come back after seven breaths, you will never come back!" The rain wet the clothes of everyone on the city tower. These people surrounded Wu Xian's corpse and witnessed Qin Yun's defiance of the heavens. "Seven breaths are my limit, you must remember."

"Is what he said true? Chengshou can be resurrected from the dead. How could such a thing happen? Can he still come out after falling into reincarnation?"

"Others may not be able to do it, but you can definitely do it, right?" Ye Ge held Qin Yun's hands tightly, and the slippery sweat in his palms betrayed her. Obviously, he was not very confident about Qin Yun, and it was too incredible to be resurrected from the dead.

"After seven breaths, you will naturally know!" Qin Yun took out nine long golden needles, and under the confusing eyes of everyone, inserted them one by one into various parts of Wu Xian's corpse. These parts are very important acupoints in the human body. "After a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits will leave the body. I took the golden needle to nail his two souls and seven spirits, and only let one soul leave the body. In this way, with the two souls and seven spirits, the human souls that are separated can come back, but there are big figures guarding the Nine Nether Hell, and the living souls are not allowed to enter without being in, and the dead souls are gone..."

Qin Yun didn't say it any more. Needless to say, everyone could understand that if Wu Xian's soul was caught by a big man, he would not be able to come back.

"One breath...two breaths...three breaths..." Everyone held their breath and counted silently in their hearts, "six breaths...seven breaths!"

"Seven breaths!" "Seven breaths!" "Seven breaths!" Everyone shouted continuously, but Wu Xian's body was still cold. The drizzle gently fell on his body. On his face, his pale lips could not produce a trace of blood. "He was dead without waking up!"

An old man with pale hair leaned on a dragon wood crutch and pushed everyone away. His thin body looked weak and could not help but hold his back. His dark and thin face was full of wrinkles. Ye Ge's heart was thrilled. The wrinkles on the old man's face were enough to kill flies.

"The body of disaster. You shouldn't have come here. Your arrival is a disaster in my Mozhou. Now Wu Xian is dead, so go back!"

The old man was leaning on a crutch and hitting the stone bricks on the city tower heavily, and each stroke seemed to directly hit Qin Yun's chest.

Dingdengdeng, Qin Yun covered his chest and took three steps in a row, then he stabilized his body and looked at the old man with horror.

"Who is he with unfathomable power?" There are not many people on the city tower. This is the case in every city of Bailu Thirteen City. This is an excellent place to practice, but the Witch Temple has extremely strict control over the people in the city. Only when the city guard allows it can you enter.

"He is the Lord of the City Guard of a few generations ago!" Finally someone exclaimed, recognizing the identity of the old man. The position of the City Guard of the Witch Temple was sent by the Witch Temple, and the sent people were all geniuses. "He was a genius of a few generations ago. How terrifying is his current strength?"

Qin Yun also had such a guess in his heart, but the old man obviously had no intention of dealing with him, and just persuaded him to go back.

"I'm sorry, senior, I'm sorry I can't turn around. Only this way to the nearest Sword Tomb, if you go to other kills, there will be more kills!"

Qin Yun was telling the truth, and the old man also knew that Qin Yun and Ye Ge were hunted down by the three families. "What you said is not unreasonable. So you should leave Mozhou and return to the place where you came. Or in other places. As long as you leave, I guarantee that no one will make things difficult for you."

"What are you going to guarantee for senior?" Qin Yun's expression became cold. If the old man wanted to use force, he would not be afraid!

The old man frowned. In fact, his face was full of wrinkles, and it was not considered a frown at all, but his eyelids raised upwards.

"Just because of my name Wu Batian! If the three families make things difficult for me, I, Wu Batian, will seek justice for you." Wu Batian was really domineering, and a trace of displeasure flashed between his eyebrows. He always spoke in one's own words. Any junior dared to speak back? Qin Yun was ungrateful and let him return it all over, "If you don't leave, I will send you away!"

Qin Yun knew that Wu Batian had this strength, and he was afraid that Qin Yun would not be able to deal with him with his current strength.

"I am very forgiving, there are strong presences among the three families than their predecessors. If there are, they may not be afraid of you!"

"I have not only served as the city guard here, but also the elder of the Witch Temple. I think no matter which family, I will still give the Witch Temple some face. Do you think?" The old man's other sleeve moved his hand, which made Qin Yun look alert.

"I'll talk about this matter before I save Wu Xian first!" Qin Yun squatted down, and Ye Ge hurriedly picked up the oil umbrella landing on the ground and helped to support it. Without the disturbance of rain, Qin Yun carefully pulled out the golden needles from Wu Xian's body one by one. "There are two souls and seven spirits, but there are few human souls. It must be that he has received some obstacles in hell. Wait for me to do some French to attract his human soul to return to his position!"

Om, the Chixiao Sword was thrown by Qin Yun towards the city and landed on the bamboo raft mountain without any bias. Qin Yun took out the Jinxiao Sword, and this sword could not cover up the domineering aura on the sword in the rain. "With this sword, even if you go to hell, you can still block the gods and kill the gods and Buddhas."

"The heaven and earth return to the position of the mysterious yellow, the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black wolf, four symbols return to the position, twenty-eight stars return to the position, thirty-six heavenly gangs return to the position, seventy-two earthly evil spirits return to the position, and the stars in the sky return to the position!" Qin Yun shouted, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, just as it fell on the Jinxiao Sword. The Jinxiao Sword suddenly swam away. "Originally, the Zixiao Sword is more suitable for this French style, but the Breaking Gate of Hell seems to be a little weak, and only this sword in charge of conquest can do it."

Qin Yun bit his finger and came from somewhere to where a stack of yellow paper was brought, and golden blood splashed. Qin Yun used paper instead of pen, and yellow paper was drifting, golden blood was flying under his fingers, and ranched on the yellow paper. When the runes were completed, the golden blood had turned into a red color like cinnabar, and even rain could not transform the text of the runes.

The runes are very deep, as deep as blood, as if they can't become blurred even when they reach the Nine Netherworld. This is a symbol that predicts the next life.

Boom, a vermilion flame ignited among countless yellow papers. It was Qin Yun's ice blue flame. The ice blue flame was burning, and all the yellow paper burned at the same time and turned into ashes. It became a rune chain. It combined to form a dark gate.

"This is in hell. What does this guy want to do? Do you want to break into hell and get people out?" Everyone was shocked. Even Wu Batian was silent. The dragon in his hand was tightly pinched. No one noticed the movements in his hand, but he seemed very nervous.

"There are great people in hell to guard the guard and determine life and death, otherwise the whole world would have been in chaos. I was not sure to bring Wu Xian's soul out of hell, but I could use his remaining two souls and seven spirits to attract his soul to return, because I gave him a little bit of anger. This trace of anger is a proof of his immortality. Even a great person may not be able to discover it!"

"Take it seriously!" The old man was finally moved at this time, "Wu Xian is a genius disciple of my Witch Temple. His talent is far superior to his contemporaries, but because of his talent, he has caused him a lot. Geniuses are always easy to be spoiled and spoiled. However, the real sword has to be sharpened before it can become sharp. If he is resurrected this time, it may be able to change a little. My Witch Temple will not pursue your affairs!"

"It's enough to have your promise. I'm going to enter the sword tomb to get the flowers of the next life this time. Can you notify the people of the Thirteen City Fang Xing?"

"Thirty cities are rules set by the Witch God. No one can change them. I can only guarantee that the city guarded by the disciples of the Witch God Temple will treat you more. You can eat, stay, rest, recover your energy, and enjoy the Witch God Pool. This is the maximum."

Qin Yun knew that he could not go too far. There were three city towers guarded by the Wushen Temple. Five were in the hands of the other ten major families. He was satisfied that he could rest in three cities. "That's right, let's see me bring back Wu Xian's soul."

The thunder fell, and the gate of hell kept trembling. It was about to collapse, but Qin Yun did not dare to neglect. The Jinxiao sword in his hand slashed down on the spot, and the gate shattered, and a huge dead aura overflowed from the hell. The monk who stood close to him felt dizzy and fell to the ground unconscious, but he had less yang energy and fell into a coma. Fortunately, it was not a big deal. Seeing this, everyone advanced to retreat.

"People who perform this technique must be well versed in the principles of life and death in order to open up hell, otherwise they will not be able to communicate with hell at all. However, if they want to understand the way of life and death, they must go through the cycle of life and death. Could it be that this person seems young but is reincarnated by a great man? In this way, the legend of the body of disaster may be true." Thinking of this, the old man dared not think about it anymore, for fear of bringing disasters to kill.

"Two souls and seven spirits return to their positions, but only human souls are missing. Hell does not accept creatures, so the soul of Wu Xian is returned quickly!" Qin Yun's feet were windy, and his wet clothes were also fluttering. The Golden Sky Sword in his hand kept waving, dancing mysterious trajectories in the air.

Hom, suddenly, a ray of vitality came from hell. Qin Yun knew that this ray of vitality was the trace of vitality that he left on Wu Xian. With this ray of vitality, Wu Xian's human soul could come out of hell and escape the law of yin and yang judgment.

A wisp of soul floated out of the dark hell, and at this moment, the big hand was also captured from the hell. Qin Yun could see clearly and recognize the origin of this big hand. It was a big man in hell. In addition, Qin Yun had encountered it three times this time.

"It's been three times, and we have some fate. It's a pity that I still can't let you get what you want, and the soul comes out."

Wu Xian's soul floated out and fell into the corpse. Qin Yun smiled coldly and twitched the Netherworld Dagger from his sleeve. The dark Netherworld Dagger was already full of death at some point. This was a dead weapon from Jiuyou. Qin Yun held the Netherworld Dagger and threw it out. A black light directly penetrated his big hand. "The Netherworld Dagger is your nemesis. I have no intention of hurting you, go back!"

Qin Yun's words seemed to be heard by the big man in hell, and a voice came into his ears, but the people next to him knew nothing.

"Treasure body, it's you again. I warned you millions of years ago, but you have repeatedly come and settle the score with you in the end of the world!"

After saying that, the black big hand finally sank into hell, and the dead energy was restrained. The hell in front of Qin Yun was finally unbearable. The runes shattered, and the dead energy suddenly disappeared without a trace. Everyone then recovered and had disappeared from hell.

"Cough cough!" At this time, the originally cold corpse coughed, Wu Xian was resurrected from the death and finally took a breath, "There is a great horror between life and death. I finally realized, Baoti, I really want to thank you this time. This tempering finally opened my sharpness. I have kept my last for a hundred years. Isn't it better to walk around hell now? It's a pity that such a thing is beyond the reach of people. I owe you a favor."

Wu Xian's face still looked a little pale. For a moment, his blood and energy had not recovered, and he was still like a dead corpse.

"Wu Xian, since you have woken up, then you will be responsible for this place and treat the treasure body well. The Witch Temple owes him a favor."

When Wu Batian saw Wu Xian wake up, he stamped the Panlong Gun. He had been living here for many years, practicing quietly and did not want to cause more trouble.

"Yes!" Wu Xian and others respectfully sent Wu Batian away. They invited Qin Yun and Ye Ge to drink all night without mentioning it.

The next day, it was not yet dawn. Last night, a rain passed by clear sky, and there were countless stars in the sky. Twenty-eight constellations, the southern dipper, the northern dipper, and the purple bullfighting. The stars were shining with mysterious light. Qin Yun raised his head, looked at the stars in the sky, and stretched out the bamboo pole...

At this time, at Tianshui Pass, everyone was still sleeping after a night of joy. Except for Wu Batian, no one in the city noticed Qin Yun and Ye Ge's departure. Qin Yun looked back and saw a hunched figure staring at the bamboo raft where they left. After a long time, Qin Yun laughed and waved to the figure, and the figure actually waved to him...

Because it rained last night, there was still a little fog on the lake surface, and it was difficult to see the waterway ahead, so Qin Yun simply did not distinguish the direction. This big river had no tributaries, and the next pass was the next pass, and the strong wind was south. The bamboo raft was just up the wind, so there was no need for Qin Yun to move. The bamboo raft was like a sharp arrow, running on the river. In the blink of an eye, dozens of miles were found.

The Chixiao Sword was still stuck on the bamboo raft, and blood kept spilling out of the sword body. Every drop of blood contained murderous aura. If it were a mortal, he would have been killed by this murderous aura. Ye Ge endured the pain of his skin as if he was about to be cut, and kept washing the scarlet sword body with water.

"It's useless. My sword has become a demon, and my murderous aura will only become stronger and stronger. This is not a bad thing. It's just that the hostility accumulated on this sword is becoming more and more difficult to control. My sword spirit has lost its mind. It won't take long to become a demon soldier. At that time, killing the world is beyond my control. It is my sword, so I can't erase the hostility on it, only you can!"

"How can I erase the anger on the sword? Tell me, what should I do?" Ye Ge raised his head and looked at him with a complicated expression. But she didn't tell Qin Yun anything. Since that night, a life seems to be nurturing in her belly.

That night at the Wushen Pool, she and Qin Yun were infatuated and had no idea about the changes in the Wushen Pool. At that time, she only enjoyed the joy that Qin Yun brought to her. She didn't want to discover the changes in her belly afterwards, but she didn't know that the birth of this life was not a coincidence.

Qin Yun didn't know that Ye Ge's beads were secretly knotted. He should have known it, but he didn't know it. This may be a coincidence, or maybe it was not. After tidying Ye Ge's hair with both hands, he laughed: "If your heart is full of murderous intent and hatred, then how can you persuade others to let go of killing and hatred? This sword is also a creature. He has a sword spirit named Han Qing!"

"Let go of killing and hatred?" Ye Ge forced a smile and grabbed Qin Yun's hand and put it on his face. "Thank you, I know you have always wanted to enlighten me. For you, I think I will go back and learn to let go. If one day I really let go, I will wash away the anger on this sword for you and make it the real sharp blade in your hand."

"That's great!" Qin Yun finally felt relieved on his face. He hugged Ye Ge in his arms. He didn't force him. Some things took time to erase, and hatred or love were the same. He rubbed his head leaning on his shoulder and said to himself: No matter whether you are the reincarnation of Tianxin or not, I am obsessed with it. No matter whether it is Tianxin or not, my senior sister was already dead five hundred years ago. Now you are Ye Ge!

The ink and water flow away, how can the morning breeze bear the dawn? The water goes south and calls for the monkeys on both sides of the shore! Go alone on the light raft river, the spring dawn is endless, the charm of the willows fall, and the beauty is moaning! That night, there was no speech, the sky was about to dawn, and only two people drifted on boats.

As Linshui Pass approaches, it is only one day to go. Qin Yun and Ye Ge have never noticed that there are five or six figures standing among the mountains on the shore, looking at the lonely raft in the river from the mountain. The murderous aura in their eyes is introverted, and they chuckled and looked at the tender embrace of the two on the raft, which is a good show.

"The road to the end of the world is over, these two people will be lonely souls underwater. It's better to let them enjoy this last joy!"

"The young master has already explained that he should not underestimate the enemy, so he patted the five of me and took action. The lion fights the rabbit. When using all his strength, this is the best time!"

The six people fell into silence again, waiting for the opportunity. On the lonely boat, Qin Yun was always alert. The six people were sending voices in secret, but he saw a ray of murderous intent. His empty left hand was hunched in his sleeve, secretly pinching the magic tricks. The wisps of rune light from the bamboo raft were flowing secretly. Qin Yun had already set up the first move.

"What should come is always coming. It may not be a good thing to be too calm along the way. It would be better to be able to solve it on the surface!"

Crane, a skeleton appeared above the heads of the two people. A black liquid flowed from the skeleton's mouth, and the liquid fell like black rain.

"Be careful, it's the pharmacist!" Ye Ge was shocked. Her spiritual sense was not strong enough and she had not noticed the arrival of the six people. "The poison among the pharmacists!"

"Don't panic, just a bunch of minions. In this way, I'm too lazy to do anything. They will leave it to you. Five old men in the realm of transformation, about to rotten wood, are also considered masters? Humph! After practicing some poisonous paths, I thought I could kill people. I don't know how much worse it is than Yao Chenzi. The poison lies in invisible, smelly, colorless, and even without moving or silent, so that I can kill people invisible!"

Ye Ge chuckled: "You are more professional!"
Chapter completed!