"But you're late. Looking at Su Jing, what he said was inexplicable.

Su Jing's eyes were full of panic, so panicked that he couldn't speak clearly: "Master, take care that those things are over, don't think about anything more, the past will pass." ”

panicked, because Qianxun is getting old, visible to the naked eye, she is getting old little by little, her skin is quietly losing her luster, the corners of her eyes and forehead are slowly wrinkled, and the time on her body seems to be ten thousand times faster, and the gorgeous color of the woman in the yellow dress is being rapidly eroded and worn away!

Forty-year-old Asakun.

She was white-headed, she didn't show anything when she was twenty, and she barely looked old when she was thirty, but she was old with forty looks and pale hair.

Asakura shook his head, signaling that he was okay, and kept talking: "Before you came, I had already thought about what to do for him, something he couldn't refuse." As she spoke, she changed her words: "Lu Ya has three relatives in this world. Lu Jiaoba, Qianxun, Qi Guer. When he is gone, I am no longer worthy to be his wife, and he will only have one brother left. Later, Lu Jiaohachi also died. ”

"Lu Jiaoba's ability, I have heard Lu Ya talk about it carefully, with his cultivation, he failed to soar and ended up in a madness, which really surprised me. But when I heard the news of his death, I thought of a way to make up for Lu Ya: enter the netherworld and bring this person back!"

"I hurt Lu Ya's dear daughter, I found Lu Ya's siblings! This can be regarded as making up for it, Lu Yajiu's heart is too good, he is alone in this world, he can't do it. ”

She came down to find Lu Yajiu's brother, Lu Jiaoba.

In the past, Su Jing guessed countless times what the little master was for entering the netherworld with a yang body. After thinking about it, I can only say in one sentence: it must be an earth-shattering plot. Even if she never dreamed of it, she came to this fierce ghost shijie, just to 'make up' her husband.

Such a simple reason.

She grew older faster, and after three sentences, another ten years passed, and the old woman of fifty years old, her originally full and ruddy lips deflated, and the corners of her mouth collapsed. Su Jing burst into tears, he saw with his own eyes that she was old.

Asakun said to himself, ignoring his 'age': "It's just that Lu Jiao died too suddenly, and I was completely unprepared." You have to start from scratch. With the secret method of Shen Shiyuan, I want to regain the method of connecting corpses, and I want to enter the netherworld, and I must have twelve seven-storied pagoda corpses to form a formation to open the way. ”

"Refining corpses, refining arrays. A lot of time was lost. I was anxious. I was afraid that Lu Jiaoba would be reincarnated, but it was useless to rush this kind of thing, so I figured it out later. It's a big deal to go too late and then chase where he is reincarnated and where he is in this life, and then find a way to return the memory for him. In any case, I have to come to this netherworld. ”

"But I'm most worried about Lu Yajiu, I'm afraid he can't wait. The years passed too quickly, and it seemed like yesterday for Nannan to leave, and before he knew it, he had reached the limit of three thousand years, but fortunately, he got the green light and could continue to live. ”

Three more sentences, Qianxun is ten years old, sixty years old, her eyes are no longer empty, but cloudy, her eyes are muddy, her eyes are the window of her heart, and it is not only her body that is aging, but also her heart.

Su Jing's tears couldn't be stopped, and the woman who kept getting older as she spoke, the shock went straight to the bottom of her heart!

When people are old, problems will follow, Qianxun coughed a few times, barely stopped, took a few deep breaths, and continued her story: "Finally refined the corpse, opened up the formation, I came to the Netherworld, here is a little different from what I thought, but this is very good, only talk about the sword is unreasonable, it will be more convenient to do things." ”

"Vast shijie, it's not easy to find a wandering soul who doesn't know if it's still there, and it's been many years, but the sword in his hand is sharp, and the road under his feet will be much easier, in the end, he was still detected by me, Lu Jiao came and he didn't enter the reincarnation, but it wasn't like an ordinary wandering soul that was taken by the Yin and Yang Division, he came down, and then knocked over the ghost and ran away!"

"He was in the netherworld, but he didn't know where he went, which surprised me, but when I think about it, it seems that there is no surprise, he is Lu Jiao. ”

With tears still on his face, Su Jing was stunned. He is now the judge, although the cultivator's wandering soul is not under his control, but the basic truth is probably clear to him:

Cultivators refine their qi and gather their souls, their souls are far stronger than ordinary people, but the 'wandering souls' that can die into the netherworld are only the 'spiritual wisdom' in the soul and not all the souls.

Even if the primordial spirit is refined in the yang world, it is useless, because it is not the primordial god that comes down, strictly speaking, the wandering soul is just a mass of 'memory', so weak that it can't be weaker anymore. As for re-cultivating in the netherworld and becoming a fierce ghost, that will be a matter for the future.

It's impossible to overturn ghosts with 'wandering spirits'.

Knowing the doubts of the disciples, there was no need for Su Jing to ask, so Qian Xun gave an explanation: "As far as I know, Lu Jiao is not on his own, he brought the 'bowl' down. The spirit is powerless, but Lu Ya told me that his brother refined a treasure bowl into a sword, and when it was activated, it was amazingly powerful. With this treasure, it's nothing to defeat a few little ghosts. ”

It's okay not to explain, but after explaining, Su Jing was even more confused.

You have to understand that Master Lu Jiaoba didn't break through the realm like Qianxun and Su Jing, he was dead! How could he bring the magic weapon of his life into the netherworld together.

The geist came with a sword, which was even more unbelievable than landing Jiaobachi to kill the ghost with his bare hands.

But what you know is only that, and you want a thorough truth, unless you can find Lu Jiaoba.

"Looking for the ghost land corner is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, fortunately, his bowl is special, it is because I started to look for a bowl, where there is a bowl, I will go, I tried to find a way to capture the wild Yue, just because I heard that he has a bowl" said, Qianxun frowned: "It's just different from the yang world, there are a lot of 'bowls' in the netherworld." ”

Talking non-stop, aging non-stop, the crane-haired old woman, with patches of gray spots on her face, Su Jing saw it in her eyes, and her heart trembled.

The sixtieth is rare to the ancient, the ancient is rare to the elderly, and then the person is too old, and there is no appearance, the skin and flesh seem to have shrunk, the body is rickety, she is still leaning on the branches, the dry and thin one, the shallow search for the wind and candles.

When the story was over, the old woman slowly closed her eyes, gasping very lightly, and what left her between her breaths was all Hua Nian!

One sound, one sound, suffocating and laborious, the thin hand waved stubbornly, and Su Jing and the three corpses were not allowed to come forward to help.

This is her old age, her cough, and she doesn't want others to help!

Her body twitched, her thin shoulders were so high that they almost pierced her cheek, and after a few moments, a mouthful of thick blood coughed up from her mouth!

It is not fishy or smelly, but it overflows with a thick bitter taste of blood.

The coughing and convulsions were incessant, and the vomiting of blood was incessant, and even gave people the illusion that the blood she coughed up was more than the blood contained in her body!

The three corpses all flew up the tree, but because of the shallow search, a few sword qi were spread around their bodies, and they couldn't get close!

Lianhua was so anxious that she gritted her teeth, and reached out to grab Su Jing's sleeve: "Hurry up and find a way!"

Instead of making a move, Su Jing stretched out his hand to raise a yin wind, rolled the three corpses together and left the tree, and after landing on the ground, his footsteps did not stop, and then retreated ten feet.

Akame was furious: "What are you doing Su Qiangqiang!"

Su Jing shook his head solemnly: "Wait quietly, don't disturb her old man again, otherwise it will backfire." After speaking, he knelt down seriously towards the big tree where the shallow search was, and there was no slightest movement. The three corpses did not kneel, each anxious, and walked around behind Su Jing. Covered by dense branches and leaves, they couldn't see the situation of the shallow search, and the loud cough clearly knocked into the ear drums, which made people feel anxious!

After a long time, Su Jing suddenly spoke: "Stop, listen!"

The three corpses nailed themselves to the ground, not daring to move a little, even holding their breathing, listening carefully, still coughing, and how could there be any change. Akame's temperament was the most anxious, and he couldn't help but pause after listening to a few sounds: "It's still coughing, I can't stop it!"

Lei Dong was much calmer, as if he heard something, and Dao Tiaozi's face showed joy: "I'm young, my voice has changed, listen carefully!"

Hearing it, the sound of the cough was slowly becoming louder and clearer from hoarse and weak, from old age and desolation, and although the cough was full of pain, it was clear that her voice was coming back little by little, younger.

I can't see it, a cough, a blood, and then a few days or months? It's hard to tell for a while, but the 'accumulation' is glad to see: she is coming back, and those years that have passed away due to sadness are leaving her body in bitter blood, and returning to the shell of the shallow search!

Akame was fascinated by what he heard, and unconsciously his mouth was grinning, and he looked stupid with joy; Lianhua cried even more fiercely, for fear of disturbing the master, he didn't dare to make too much noise, and he held it hard, holding it back, holding it back, and suffocating it into a big and small hum in his throat.

Lei Dong had already knelt beside Su Jing, standing tall and tall, waiting quietly

After another long time, finally, the breeze swept through the woman in the yellow dress and jumped out of the branches and leaves, landing in front of Su Jing.

Ru Waterfall's black hair hangs down her shoulders, Ru Shuang's indifferent face, her eyes are bright and there is no trace of emptiness, the blood stains on her mouth are wiped clean, and there is a thin layer of blood on her lips, but her lips are more vivid, and the shallow search in her early twenties returned to Su Jing's eyes.

"Today is Qi Yu'er's birthday, a hundred birthdays, twenty-six hundred years. Qianxun said lightly, looked at Su Jing and nodded: "Thank you." The twenty-sixth time was the easiest one. ”

On the 100th birthday of her beloved daughter, what kind of emotion will her mother feel in her heart, and how desolate will she be in her heart? Since the little baby left, she will usher in this 'heart hardship' every hundred years.

From the point of view of cultivation, this is an obstacle, a 'demonic obstacle' that is reincarnated once in a hundred years, and for Asami, it is a great torment.

The pain is incomparable, and the injury is even more sad!

Talking about his past with Lu Yajiu suddenly, it is impossible to do it with the temperament of Qianxun, it will be like this just because today is the 100th birthday of Qi Yu'er, and today is the hundred-year obstacle of Qianxun.

Because of the confession, breaking the barrier today hurts more than the previous twenty-five times;

Because of the confession, the twenty-sixth 'Hundred Years Barrier' hurt Asakun much less than every time in the past. But even so, her steps were still a little vain. (To be continued......)