Chapter 109 Destroying the Reincarnation Platform

Everyone else said that Xihai Medical Immortal acted treacherously, and compared to the upright style of the Immortal School, it was more like a ghost and a ghost.

But Cheng An knew that, just like most people in the world, although the Xihai medical immortals were not very good, they were not too bad either.

At least she could not do such a thing as refining a sword spirit with thousands of ghosts.

"Yes or no, you can tell at a glance."

After hearing this, Xiu Qi shook his head, raised his hand to attract a cloudy wind, and carried them away.

With the cool breeze blowing by her ears, she glanced back at Jiang Ruxing's room:

"River……"

"I have brought some Yin soldiers back to the ghost world. He is seriously injured, so I must know that I shouldn't come."

The Ghost Ancestor added with a smile, a few unconscious ghost soldiers were silently grabbing Jiang Ruxing, who was still resting, and sprinted through the air.

From a long distance, Cheng An could see Jiang Ruxing's paler face.

"But this is also..." She raised her eyes to look at the peaceful ghost ancestor, and finally curled her lips.

"Forget it, cheapskate..."

"Are you scolding me?" The ghost ancestor laughed at Yan Yan, pretending not to know.

"How could it be—" Cheng An dragged his voice, "My Lord Ghost King is smart, witty, upright and kind, how could he secretly poke at the devil."

He was not annoyed when he heard her yin and yang, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint smile in his clear eyes.

—It seems... not so good.

Cheng An subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, and immediately shut up, only to hear him sigh softly, which made her feel guilty.

When he spoke again, he explained something from the past: "Miao Wu, I knew him a long time ago."

At that time, Miao Wu was not Miao Wu, not a golden cicada of Buddhism, nor even a cultivator, but just a very ordinary fisherman who had grown up on the seashore for generations.

When Xiuqi was still a Tiangong musician, he passed by this place and killed a few monsters that were harmful to people. Miao Wu worshiped it devoutly every day..

Later, under the vision of the world, under the rain of blood, everything dried up.

Miao Wu remembered the legend of the God of Le, walked out of the dry land, and wanted to pray for the gods for the elders, but before reaching the Yuchen Temple, he died in the dry land.

His soul awakened Xiu Qi, who was sleeping here, and saw the legendary god. At the cost of his soul and identity, he left a small piece of water for the fishing village.

"That little bald...Master Miaowu is...the real Xiuqi?" Cheng An opened his eyes wide.

"Surprised?" Ghost King laughed

, "Fate is sometimes... really wonderful."

"No... I was just thinking that he could still enter reincarnation..." She moved closer to Xiu Qi and whispered, "Ah Qi, you have a kind heart!"

"Heh..." Xiu Qi chuckled softly, "You are the first to say that about me."

Cheng An lazily lay in his arms, rubbing the pleasant fragrance on his body, but his eyes were a little dim.

In fact, the people who are kind to him... Ah Qi has never failed.

It's just...too little.

"It's the people of the world who are ignorant and let prejudice cover their eyes! Ah Qi is so good, but they don't know how to praise him."

"That's not how the word is used." Xiu Qi made her laugh when she said it, her voice was deep and gentle, which was extremely pleasant to hear.

"It doesn't matter." She pretended not to hear, "Then what happened to Gu Yun? Didn't you also know her a long time ago?"

Xiu Qi shook his head and talked about an incident not long ago.

Jin Chanzi is a benevolent person of ten generations. Miaowu was a famous doctor in the previous life, but eventually died of illness in the epidemic city.

Before he died, no one else dared to approach his dead body, only his little apprentice dragged his dead body and buried it in Jiuyungang outside Xihai City, where he has never been seen since.

"The little apprentice... is Gu Yun?"

Xiu Qi nodded.

"..."

That's off the charts.

Gu Yun knew that the Buddhist sect would not let people go, and the immortal sect didn't care much about the internal affairs of the Buddhist sect. don't know where the news came from, and they asked for it in the few remaining ghost temples.

Xiu Qi agreed to her answer, she can interfere in Buddhism, and she can also let Miao Wu know about the past, the premise is that she needs Miao Wu's consent and cannot be forced.

"It's here." Xiu Qi said lightly.

Gu Yun doesn't live in Kongsang City, according to the guidance of the little ghost nearby, this is the forest outside Kongsang City.

Camphor trees are planted on both sides, and the forest is a shade tree, lush and green, covering the sun, and ordinary ghosts can also shuttle here.

A few little ghosts were floating beside Xiu Qi. He glanced into the depths of the grass and trees, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

Enchantment?

She didn't notice it the first time?

Just as she was thinking about when Gu Yun had such superb formation skills, a voice came from afar.

"who!"

It was indeed the voice of Xihai Medical Immortal.

Although full of momentum, the voice was a little far away, as if deliberately keeping a distance.

Looking at the camphor on both sides, Cheng An suddenly realized something, quickly raised his hand to dissolve a bottle of elixir, the mist dissipated and dissolved in the air, and pulled Xiu Qi back two steps towards his own medicine mist.

"Wait, it's poisonous." She shook her head, "The smell of camphor is strong, although it is supposed to repel insects, it is almost

For ten miles, there were not even camphor silkworms on the trees, so it must have been tampered with."

Xiuqi is not afraid of poison in this world, but the reason why she tied Master Miaowu last time was not because of the ancient medicine prescription on her body.

What if?

"It's Jade Emperor Jue, parasitic on the tree. It's no different from ordinary branches to humans, but it's highly poisonous to ghosts." Xiu Qi looked at the camphor wood, and the inside of a circle of leaves was scorched as if being scorched. He affirmed,"It is indeed something from the Age of Gods."

Most of the medicinal materials in the age of gods have been lost today, and Cheng An has never heard of Jade Emperor Jue.

"It belongs to yang, suppresses ghosts, gold poison..." After Xiu Qi explained the effects he knew, Cheng An handed him a few bottles of medicine.

"Use the mist for external use. If your ghost breath activates it, you should be able to use a stick of incense."

"One bottle is enough."

Xiu Qi looked at the camphor in front of her eyes, and handed back two of the bottles with her own ghost breath to Cheng An, and put a layer of yin around her to protect her so that she could rest assured.

"Don't worry about me." He smiled and let go of his hand, looking towards the end of the camphor wood, a thin and indifferent chill gradually appeared in his eyes, which were always shining and warm, "After all, strictly speaking... camphor wood belongs to Yin."

After he finished speaking, countless fierce ghosts crawled out from the ground gloomyly, and the ghosts all over the sky, like countless ferocious black dragons, rushed towards the end of the deep forest.

... Rao Cheng An, except for the time in Yuchen Palace, it was the first time he saw so many ghosts appearing in the world.

Last time, neither the immortals nor she knew why there were so many ghosts in Buzhou Mountain.

This time, she saw clearly.

These ghosts were all created by him on the spot.

Yin Qi as a sacrifice, raising hands to create things... This is what the main god of palm wheel birth should look like.

He should be the god of the whole life, dressed in the morning glow, bathed in glory, or the moon is clear, talking and laughing, or life and death, all living beings admire him, and he should never be trapped in the ground and be restrained everywhere.

The strong wind folded the trees and willows, like a treacherous song in the forest, and the strong coercion suppressed the clouds, like dark clouds, making the ghosts fearful.

"I found it." He narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and a ghost in the air lifted a man's collar, threw him in front of them, and then disappeared together.

It was indeed Gu Yun.

The fierce ghost left several deep wounds on her body, and there was a layer of whiteness on the plain blue dress that hadn't dissipated the cold air, only a pair of ice-like eyes remained undiminished.

She stood up, shook the dust off her body to save face, stared at Xiu Qi, as if she finally recognized him, then sneered: "Your Excellency, kill him if you want, Gu Yun has nothing to say.

"..."

How could it be killed or not.

"Are you refining the sword spirit?" Cheng An asked first, rubbing his forehead.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yun answered decisively, with a stern look across the corner of her eyes, she was extremely emotional: "Yes, I need a sword spirit, kill those bald donkeys for me!"

"..."

The case was solved, but something seemed wrong.

Cheng An took a step forward and took a careful look at her: "You're lying."

"I, Gu Yun, do things, why do I need you alone..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a terrifyingly powerful pressure instantly poured over her whole body, and she almost knelt down immediately, dripping with cold sweat.

"A what?" Xiu Qi leaned forward, looking down at her leisurely, her warm brown pupils didn't have any warmth.

Gu Yun subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the rear was sealed off by the breath of ghosts.

"Sword Spirit, it's you who are cultivating, as for the purpose..." Xiu Qi looked down at her, suddenly laughed softly, and said a noun, "It's the reincarnation platform."

Gu Yun's face changed slightly immediately, but he was able to quickly restrain himself without changing: "What are you talking about?"

"Knowing that Jin Chanzi was reincarnated on the reincarnation platform, it's really not easy. But...it seems that you haven't done your homework before you go to the ghost temple." Xiu Qi said casually, "The reincarnation platform was built by ghosts and gods. If you want to destroy it, you must first destroy it."cut me."

As soon as he finished the three words, Cheng An saw a subtle expression on Gu Yun's face, like a kind of... unspeakable despair.

After realizing the huge gap, he fell into a quagmire of despair.

"..."

Cheng An looked sideways slightly, and the sense of disobedience in his heart became stronger.

"Why do you want to destroy the reincarnation platform?" She couldn't help asking one more question.

Gu Yun opened her mouth, and was about to say something, when a thunderstorm exploded on a sunny day, splitting a bare camphor tree around them.

She heard Xiu Qi laughing softly on top of her head: "Forget it."

...?

"Just hand over the container, and this matter will be closed."

Gu Yun also stopped talking, she raised her hand, and a black magic sword emerged out of thin air, as if the matter had really come to an end.

There are several magic lines on the magic sword, Xiu Qi looked down and saw it, thought for a moment, ignored Cheng An's gasp, and drew three drops of blood into the lines of the magic sword.

The bright red blood drops were like some kind of mysterious liquid gemstone, flowing slowly in the sword, and in an instant, the three drops of blood disappeared out of thin air, as if completely absorbed by the magic sword.

The long sword, which looked extremely evil, shattered in response.

He said to the spirit bodies scattered in the air: "

Let's go to the ghost world, it's not very safe there, but in the future, both good and bad will have their own destiny."

When the words fell, it was like a vortex was born out of thin air, and the transparent and translucent spirit body rushed towards one direction.

In his hand, he was holding two beads that were condensed from the remaining soul body. The two beads were surrounded by white hair, and they were Jiang Ruxing's relatives.

"I got it, let's go." Xiu Qi took back the bead, and took Cheng An's hand very naturally.

"But..." Cheng An glanced back.

Gu Yun was still standing there, but at noon, the sun shone like a cold light on her body.

Xiu Qi lightly tapped her forehead, "Don't worry, we will see you again soon."