Jingxiu County.

Kiyohara stood in front of the gate of Hefu.

He Mansion is not big, just an old mansion, which looks very old, and there is no pomp and circumstance, and there are no servants guarding the door. The reason why there is this house is because He Hu is the magistrate, but he is poor, and he only guards this house, and it is quite difficult to eat and drink on weekdays.

He Hu is a clean official, and no one has questioned him.

But he wasn't a good father.

Qingyuan looked at this house, his face was gloomy, and he was vaguely murderous, but after thinking for a moment, he finally left.

As soon as he stepped into the county seat, he heard many people talking.

He Zhixian's daughter, He Qing, died.

She was starved to death.

Because she got something from someone else.

"A girl's family, how can you take something from outsiders, and it's a man's thing, what's the word shame?"

"Can this be used as food?"

"I He Hu all my life, never reach out to ask people for food, even when I was young, I lived poorly, pulled grass roots, ate tree bark, and still refused to be helped by neighbors, how can I have such a daughter as you today?"

"If you want to eat, then eat this bottle, and from this day onwards do not eat any food in my house. ”

According to rumors, this is He Hu's original words.

He Qing, that little girl, has a stubborn temperament, and then she really doesn't eat any food until she ...... Starved to death.

......

He Qing is dead.

He Hu ignored it, but He Mu was very sad, and finally took some private money, asked someone to find a feng shui treasure, and buried it.

But the man took the money to himself, dug a pit by the river, and buried He Qing by the river.

To this day, Kiyohara has arrived at the river.

The two banks of the river are three or four zhang apart, and the river is turbulent, flowing down from the top and rushing to.

There is an arched mound by the river.

Under the mound, a little girl should be buried.

"I never thought that a bottle of elixir would kill you. ”

Qing Yuan squatted down slightly, stretched out his hand and pressed on the mound, and said softly: "That pill is originally beneficial to people, but in fact, it is not unreasonable for some people who are old and old and stagnant, and it is called a longevity pill. But I didn't expect that the so-called longevity pill would kill you. ”

The breeze is cool, and the river is still turbulent and surging.

Qingyuan stood still for a moment, Fang Zi took a picture of the mound, glanced left and right, and said: "This big river is turbulent, once the rain is heavy, I am afraid that it will break the banks on both sides, but I am afraid that you will not sleep very well." ”

He got up slowly, closed his eyes slightly, and pressed his hand down.

The mound solidifies abruptly and gradually presses downward.

He has the Five Elements of Dharma, which transforms into soil, solidifies layers of soil into rocks, and even extends in all directions, and all the land in a radius of seven or eight feet is condensed into rocks, including the soil in the river.

Immediately, in the condensation building, the western mural suddenly flashed with light.

Qingyuan added a layer of gold and iron in the middle of the soil layer, which was indestructible.

"I don't have a deep understanding of the way of Feng Shui, and I don't have any great magic power to move mountains and reclaim the sea to change the situation for you. ”

Qingyuan walked beside the mound, his mana was running, and the five elements were constantly changing, "But within a small area around this, I can still change some for you." ”

He set the changes according to the layout of the five elements and the direction of the gossip he knew, which is not very profound, but it is not bad.

After doing this, he did not leave immediately, but sat cross-legged near the mound, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and condensed a stone tablet.

The tomb of He Qing.

The small words on the side are: Brother Qingyuan Li.

"Now in the world, we are in the midst of a god-sealing situation. ”

Qing Yuan said slowly to this tombstone: "It is said that those who die in the world are expected to be gods, but it is a pity that you are not a cultivator, and you have no luck to add to your body, and it is difficult to obtain the god position." If I can become an immortal, maybe you can be dyed with the luck of the immortal family, and you can really get one. ”

"It's a pity that I didn't become an immortal, and I can't send you to the god platform, let alone occupy a god position. ”

"Fortunately, after this world, there will be an eighteen layers of Netherworld Mansion, which will be in charge of the cycle of life and death of the heavens, perhaps...... You can still hope to be reincarnated. Unlike in the past, when people die like lights go out, everything disappears, and in the future, when the underworld is built, it will really be different. ”

"Then ......" Kiyohara said in her original tone, "I'm leaving?"

There was no answer from among the mounds.

Kiyohara sighed and stood up.

However, at this moment, the light on his chest suddenly shone brightly, and the ancient mirror suddenly rose, and the light shone in all directions.

At this moment, the scorching sun was in the sky, but under the light of the ancient mirror, it made the surrounding area a little darker, and it was a little colder.

Seeing this, Qingyuan was suddenly stunned, suddenly turned around, and looked at the tomb.

Above the tomb, there was a little light, pale blue, as subtle as fireflies, flickering and flickering, as if it was almost extinguished.

Seeing this, Kiyohara was almost breathless.

"Soul True Spirit?"

It is said that with his threefold heavenly path, it is difficult to see the true spirit of this soul.

Only when you break through the four heavens, the true qi turns into mana, and your own soul true spirit condenses into a yin god, so that you can see the true soul with the naked eye. But he could see it clearly at this time, and saw the faint light like fireflies.

"It should be because of the ancient mirror. ”

"This mirror is almost connected with me, and it knows my thoughts, so it shines in all directions, isolating the scorching sun in the sky, and only then does this soul and true spirit manifest. ”

He took a deep breath and thought of the spell of the Seven Spirit Sect in his heart.

Spirit!

Qingyuan pressed his hands, his fingers were stacked, and the seal was formed, and the palms of his hands were slightly bulging, and the inside was empty. He slowly reached forward with his hands, and was about to collect the soul between his palms.

However, at this moment, a sharp sound fell on my ears.

It was the sound of arrows off the strings.

A chill suddenly rose in Qingyuan's heart.

His complexion changed dramatically, and he turned around to face the voice behind him.

Poof!

The arrow is inserted in the back.

Blood splattered, staining his back and shirt red in an instant.

But he finally condensed his hands on that bit of true spirit, wrapped them in the middle of his palms.

It was only at this time that the ancient mirror hanging in the air gradually regained its light and fell into Qingyuan's arms.

Qingyuan didn't pay attention to anything else, just used the true qi to operate, and used the technique of soul detention to detain this bit of soul true spirit in his hand, and then protect it.

As for the arrow behind him, he used his true qi to shake it slightly, but it was not destroyed.

It was not an ordinary arrow, but an arrow that had been soaked in runic water, engraved with runes, and shot by a murderous warrior with a bow and arrows.

When the soul true spirit was gathered, Qing Yuan Fang came out empty, reached behind his back, and pulled out the arrow.

Only then did he turn around.

Behind him, dozens of people were already surrounded.

The sword light and sword shadow, the killing intent is condensed, just like the substance.

(To be continued.) )