There is a legend among mortals that a person who dies unexpectedly becomes a ghost and remains the same as when he died.

For example, if someone is stabbed to death, there will be a big hole in the stomach.

For example, if he is split in half, he will be like the brother standing in front of him now, and he can only comically tie himself together with a rope.

But, that's mortal!

Liu Qinghuan has never seen what a monk will be like after death, and monks are different from mortals, monks only destroy their physical bodies and will not really die, and a stable divine soul can also exist in the world alone for a long time, if they find a suitable physical body, they can even continue to live in a way of seizing it.

Therefore, there are so many monk souls gathered in this city, and they exist in an extremely embarrassing way as if they had died unexpectedly, which surprised Liu Qinghuan a lot.

"Phew!"

The tall dead soul who was left to the side let out a loud shout, and forcefully brought two extremely dangerous shaking heads to him: "Don't pretend you can't see me, I know you did!"

Liu Qinghuan leaned back and distanced themselves from each other: "What do you mean, why should I pretend I can't see you?"

"Hey, hey, hey!" The tall dead soul suddenly let out a shrill laugh, turned his head and shouted: "You all fucking come here, we're here again, you're welcome, greet him well!"

He sneered at Liu Qinghuan a few times: "Hmph, tell you, see the place clearly in the future and then enter, don't enter the place you shouldn't enter!"

With his words, Liu Qinghuan noticed that the atmosphere around him had suddenly changed, and those dead souls who were lazy and lazy and wandering the streets like walking corpses suddenly stopped at this time and looked at this side in unison!

Liu Qinghuan's face changed, and the brilliant golden flame suddenly rose high!

An orthodox Taoist cultivator like him, the Yang God Void Fire carried by the divine soul is the most restrained Yin Soul and ghost, not to mention that although there are many of these dead souls, they are like ashes that have burned to the end, as if they are about to disperse as soon as the wind blows.

At the same time, the Thousand Autumn Reincarnation Pen also fell into his hand, and the Dao Realm slowly unfolded......

However, the development of things was once again beyond his expectations, and those dead souls who had gradually revealed their hideous state suddenly stopped, and their eyes fell down, all focused on the faintly flashing pen of reincarnation.

Even, the tall dead soul that was split in half was already about to jump, and the crack in the middle of his body burst with crimson blood, but it suddenly died down, and he looked at his hand in a daze.

There was a strange look on the lifeless faces, which seemed to be happy and sad, like crying and laughing, and the strange silence spread out like a wave.

What's the situation?

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be stunned, raised his hand, and looked at his destiny artifact.

The dead soul on the other side opened his mouth wide, and half of his face on the left and right sides showed a look of shock, and muttered, "Are you...... You are ......"

Liu Qinghuan didn't know why: "What am I?"

When the words fell, he stopped thoughtfully: When did these two lines of dialogue seem to happen? Then he suddenly remembered that when he met the Yi Immortal before, the last sentence before the other party disappeared seemed to be the same as what the dead soul said.

A trace of excitement suddenly rose in his heart, and Liu Qinghuan asked, "What am I, say it quickly!"

"You're an extradilist!" the other party shouted, his face floating with a layer of red light as if it was a return to light, waving his hands in ecstasy, and then slipping to the ground like a loss of strength, his mouth repeating: "The extradite is here, the extradite is finally here......"

The other dead souls also stirred, and one by one the seemingly devout believers fell to their knees, and the cries and screams rang out.

Liu Qinghuan was dumbfounded, and the Yang God Void Fire on his body soared higher, preventing those dead souls who wanted to pounce on him from approaching.

"W-what, extraditerr......? Not true!"

He suddenly remembered an experience he had had, raised the pen of reincarnation, and his expression showed a little weirdness: "Shouldn't it be a ferryman?"

"You've ever been a ferryman?"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and I saw that the emotional dead souls on the street slowly stopped crying, and retreated to both sides to make way for a way, and a middle-aged man with cold facial features walked slowly.

"Yi Immortal!"

Liu Qinghuan was surprised, it was Yi Immortal, and what surprised him even more was that this person was now only a soul body, although he was not missing arms and legs like other dead souls, but a pair of eyes were burned, and deep cracks crawled around his eye sockets.

The other party "looked" at him: "When I saw you that year, I knew that you would come here one day." ”

Liu Qinghuan's expression was grim: "What happened in the abyss of repentance is not an illusion, but a real thing?!"

"Yes. The other party nodded slightly and made a gesture of please: "If you are free, you might as well go to the old place to sit down, and you can talk slowly." ”

Liu Qinghuan groaned, and said, "It's okay." ”

He had a hunch in his heart that the answers to the many questions he had about the Yin Yang Ruins Heaven before would most likely be found in the Yi Immortals.

Flying towards the city with the other party, he couldn't wait to say, "I really went back to the past time and saw you?" ”

"No, you're mistaken, it wasn't me who disappeared at the time. Yi Xian said: "It's you, oh, and the Mahayana demon cultivator who came with you." ”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't hide his shock and said: "It's true! I always thought it was a place like an illusion." In this Yin and Yang Ruins, it is difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, and the time and space are extremely chaotic!"

After saying this, he realized that the ban on speech and spirit did not "block" his mouth, and said in surprise: "The ban on speech and spirit has been lifted?"

"There are no prohibitions in the Forgotten City. Yi Xianren gestured to him slightly: "In front is the old residence, Taoist friends, please." ”

"Forgotten City......" Liu Qinghuan said thoughtfully, looking down distractedly, at this time they had passed through most of the city with complex streets, and the terrain began to rise gradually, but it suddenly broke in front.

"That's ......"

Liu Qinghuan stared into the distance, only to see the waves rolling, the river surging, and the gray-blue mist blocking the direction of the road.

Yi Immortal replied in an ethereal tone: "It is a maze, deep, thousands of miles away, cutting off life and death, blocking reincarnation, trapping us ghosts who have been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao here, and gradually forgotten by time. ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at the long river silently, and asked for a while: "So, what does the so-called extradite mean, and why do those dead souls call me that?"

He turned his head to look at the Yi Immortal, looked at the other party and said, "When I was thinking about the abyss, I seem to have heard a saying that you seem to have the title of Heavenly Punishment?"

Yi Xianren looked at him for a moment, his gaze moved downward, and fell on the Qianqiu reincarnation pen in his hand: "Extradition people is a duty entrusted by the Dao of Heaven. ”