Chapter 108 Chapter 108 Welcome Emperor Jiuyou Xuanming
Pei Zichen listened to the voice and looked at them blankly.
Their words seemed to enter my ears from another space. I didn't know what they were saying, nor did I care what they said.
As if anticipating this, the two men watched as darkness slowly descended around them. A young man in white, clutching an orange palace lantern, stepped forward and spoke gently, "Master, your original form is damaged and cannot return for the time being. Your other spiritual form survives within the Cangming Sea, but it is condensed from resentment and cannot hold anything good. After we escort you into this body, we will return to the divine artifact. We'll see you again someday, when you have channeled your resentment."
As he spoke, the young man turned around, raised the palace lantern and pointed. Pei Zichen felt a huge force sucking him in.
The thick black water rolled up like a giant python, sweeping him into the abyss.
Suddenly, screams and howls filled my ears, and countless bizarre images flashed before my eyes.
He once had a puppy, which was cut open by a knife.
He once had a junior fellow apprentice who died on his back;
He was framed by his master and pointed at by thousands of swords;
He was in love with his master's wife, but she pointed the arrow he taught her at him: "I only have pity for you."
…
Pain, resentment, and despair were all over the place, pouring down on him. He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in shock, suffocating.
A cold air blew in from the surroundings, blowing the talismans hanging around the bed. He stared carefully at the runes above that were filled with strong demonic energy, and listened to the chanting of spells by the people around him.
This voice made him feel as if his soul had merged with something else. He clutched the quilt tightly and turned to look.
Inside the palace hall, a group of cloaked magicians stood around his bed, chanting and casting spells. When they saw Pei Zichen turning around, they fell silent, put their hands behind their bodies, and stepped back to salute.
The hall outside them was densely packed with people. These people were dressed completely differently from the people in Central Continent, and there were huge individual differences. Some were even demon cultivators who were unwilling to get rid of their demonic nature. They stood in the main hall with the symbol of being a demon, looking half human, half beast.
In front of this huge group of people, the one closest to Pei Zichen was a woman wearing a red palace dress from Silla.
Seeing Pei Zichen wake up, Silla Yi smiled, immediately raised his hand, led everyone to kneel down and salute, and shouted: "Congratulations to the Lord for returning to the throne, the three realms are unified, and only I am the Nine Netherworld!"
Hearing this, Pei Zichen was stunned. Then he saw everyone in the hall kneel down, and the voice came like a wave: "The three realms are unified, only I am Jiuyou; the sun and the moon are of the same age, only I am Xuanming."
"Welcome back Emperor Jiuyou Xuanming!"
Pei Zichen's pupils shrank sharply.
Then everyone's voices echoed repeatedly in the Demon Palace:
"Welcome back Emperor Jiuyou Xuanming!"
"Welcome, the Great Emperor Jiuyou Xuanming—return!"
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"Father has already paid his due due to karma. From now on, he only needs to seek treatment from Medicine Master and he will slowly recover."
In Jiang Pingsheng's bedroom in Penglai, Jiang Zhaoxue raised his hand, wiped his forehead, and closed his third eye.
After the eye closed, it quickly disappeared, leaving only the golden divine seal between the eyebrows, making Jiang Zhaoxue look even more aloof and cold.
The Ninth Realm Destiny Master will open his third eye. Once the third eye is opened, he can see the cause and effect destiny line completely.
If the illness is caused by unresolved karma, she can adjust the cause and eliminate disasters by adjusting the karma.
Three months ago, she brought Pei Zichen back to Penglai.
She came alone on a crane. When she arrived in Penglai, everyone first saw her crane, and then saw her falling covered in blood. Everyone was so frightened that they quickly called for her mother to come out.
When Dong Huaiyu saw Jiang Zhaoxue, he saw Jiang Zhaoxue sitting on the ground holding Pei Zichen. Her clothes were stained with blood and were in disarray. The young man in her arms was even more so. His blood-stained clothes had cracks after solidifying, and he was leaning softly on Jiang Zhaoxue's shoulder.
This was the first time Dong Huaiyu met Pei Zichen, but he could tell at a glance that he was a handsome man rarely seen in the entire world of cultivation.
At the same time, it can be seen at a glance that this young man has long been dead.
Dong Huaiyu was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She just saw Jiang Zhaoxue smiling at her.
"Mom, this is Pei Zichen," she introduced, "I brought him back to Penglai."
After hearing these words, Dong Huaiyu was at a loss, while Jiang Zhaoxue seemed to have finally reached the end. She closed her eyes tiredly, hugged the young man and fell down.
Her spiritual power was too depleted, and she slept for ten days. When she woke up, Jiang Zhaoyue had also returned.
He sat next to Jiang Zhaoxue and told her about the current situation.
"This is the Book of Destiny that you brought back from the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion that day."
Jiang Zhaoyue handed her a book that looked normal, but clearly had immortal energy flowing through it in the past. He explained, "When Pei Zichen used the God-Slaying Sword to sever the thread of your marriage with Shen Yuqing, the Book of Destiny was damaged, and its luck and spiritual energy leaked out. Now that the spiritual energy depletion in the True Immortal Realm has been reversed, this book is completely useless."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, took the book, and gently stroked the lines on it.
This book looks no different from any other ordinary book, and no one could have imagined that it once had such powerful power.
The power is enough to kill Pei Zichen who is fighting against hundreds of sects alone.
When Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it, he wanted to tear it apart.
But he also knew that it was just an ordinary book now and had no power to resist.
She thought for a moment, put the book away, and asked, "Where's the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion? What's going on?"
Jiang Zhaoyue explained it to her in detail.
The capable people in Lingjian Xian Pavilion knew that the spiritual veins of Lingjian Xian Pavilion would be sealed in the future, so some left and some left. Only Liu Mingxiu and Shen Yuqing remained in Lingjian Xian Pavilion. Liu Mingxiu became the new Pavilion Master and even wrote a letter to apologize to her, saying that Lingjian Xian Pavilion would do its utmost to find a way to resurrect Pei Zichen.
Shen Yuqing's tendons were damaged and he had to recuperate. Although he saved his luck because he did not marry her, it was impossible for him to return to the peak of his swordsmanship.
"I went to see him when I came back," Jiang Zhaoyue said softly, "He looked very different from before. He talked to me for a long time, all about trivial matters. He asked me to tell you that he owes you this life. If you need him in any way, ask him as soon as possible."
"No."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened to this person and felt that all the past memories were gone.
Jiang Zhaoyue saw her expression, thought for a moment, and finally said, "The Xingyun Sect is similar to the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion. The other sects have also sent letters of apology, and there's also the Immortal Alliance..."
Jiang Zhaoyue took out the golden seal and document and handed them to Jiang Zhaoxue: "Shen Yuqing is no longer the leader of the Immortal Alliance. Now that the Nine Nether Realm has not been destroyed, the Immortal Alliance must have someone to take charge. Everyone wants you to succeed the Immortal Alliance leader..."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhaoyue.
Jiang Zhaoyue couldn't speak for a moment, and said hesitantly: "If you are willing..."
"If I were the leader, I could use all the resources of the Immortal Alliance, right?"
Jiang Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, then reacted and immediately said, "Yes."
"good."
Jiang Zhaoxue answered without hesitation, saying calmly, "Have them send me all the methods for summoning souls. Have all the spies of the Immortal Alliance search for them. I want every method in the world for summoning souls. As long as they can provide me with the resources to resurrect Pei Zichen, I will become the leader of the alliance."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoyue fell silent for a moment.
He didn't mention this person from the beginning because he didn't know how to start.
Their parents were not present that day, but he was there. He witnessed Pei Zichen's death with his own eyes and understood how tragic the process was. Not to mention Jiang Zhaoxue himself, even he felt a tremor in his heart when he mentioned it.
I thought Jiang Zhaoxue would avoid this person, or even burst into tears when she talked about it, but I didn't expect her to start planning for the future in such a calm tone.
He didn't know whether Jiang Zhaoxue had figured it out or was just suppressing her grief. If it was the latter, it would make people more worried than just crying.
He thought about it for a long time, and finally said, "I understand. You don't have to worry about this matter. I will explain it clearly to them. This is..." He hesitated for a moment before saying, "This is what we owe you."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhaoyue blankly.
Jiang Zhaoyue's heart sank, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Yaoyao, I... I didn't help you and him at that time..."
"elder brother."
Jiang Zhaoxue interrupted him. Seeing Jiang Zhaoyue's guilty expression, she thought for a moment, reached out her hand, held Jiang Zhaoyue's, and said, "Don't be sad, I'm very happy. You are the Young Master of Penglai. You shouldn't be willful. You have done very well."
"Yaoyao..."
"I'll be fine." Jiang Zhaoxue comforted him and smiled, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Where's father?"
Jiang Zhaoyue heard her tired tone and knew that she didn't want to talk anymore, so he whispered, "In the bedroom."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, then got up to wash and dress, then went to the bedroom with Jiang Zhaoyue and finally saw her father.
Jiang Pingsheng has aged a lot and is lying in bed, looking extremely thin.
Ever since she got married, she rarely saw Jiang Pingsheng. The last time they met was at Jiang Pingsheng's birthday party when she was 150 years old.
She brought Shen Yuqing to see him once. That day, Jiang Pingsheng had a quarrel with her, and then scolded her, telling her never to come back.
The dispute between father and daughter lasted for fifty years. She later apologized and wanted to return to Penglai, but Jiang Pingsheng never allowed it and refused to see her.
She had always thought that Jiang Pingsheng was blaming her, but now, looking at her, she smiled and said, "Father drove me away because he was afraid that I would see you like this, right?"
Jiang Pingsheng lay on the bed, looking at her weakly, and finally said: "Yaoyao has become a ninth-level destiny master..."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Zhaoxue didn't know why tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
But she quickly suppressed it and said calmly: "Let me show you."
She learned to use her third eye and saw clearly Jiang Pingsheng's causal line. There was a huge abscess on one section of it, which blocked the causal line. Jiang Zhaoxue frowned and raised her hand to touch the abscess. The moment she touched it, she saw the Dingkun needle fall down with a bang. Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked and turned to look at Jiang Pingsheng: "Father?"
Jiang Pingsheng looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Twelve hundred years ago," Jiang Zhaoxue hesitated, "I used the Dingkun Needle to connect to Penglai and asked for help from Penglai. Why did you destroy it?"
Hearing this, Jiang Pingsheng was stunned, then recalled: "I...did you use the Dingkun needle?"
"I did," Jiang Zhaoxue said confidently, "I also sent you a message to tell you that I am your future daughter and asked you to help me."
Jiang Pingsheng listened, recalled carefully, and said, "The Dingkun Needle can use the spiritual power of Penglai. There really was such a thing back then. But... at that time, Gu Jun suddenly visited Penglai and said that an evil creature had appeared in the human world and forged a Dingkun Needle to steal the power of Penglai, so..."
"So you destroyed it at that time?" Jiang Zhaoxue understood.
Jiang Pingsheng also reflected Jiang Zhaoxue's meaning: "Is my illness related to this?"
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and closed his eyes.
If the Dingkun Needle had not been damaged at that time, she would have rescued the people long ago. Millions of mortals died indirectly at the hands of Jiang Pingsheng. Even a cultivator like his father would find it difficult to resist such a sinful debt.
The only good thing was that Jiang Pingsheng had done countless good deeds throughout his life and did not intend to harm anyone. Jiang Zhaoxue took a deep breath and said softly, "Yes, I can only rely on my luck to survive."
As she spoke, she condensed Jiang Ping's vitality into a magical light and dropped it on the abscess.
This method of transforming luck into spiritual power is only possessed by the Ninth Realm Master.
However, this method consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Jiang Zhaoxue cannot get rid of it all at once, and can only eliminate the pus a little bit every day.
She cast a spell on Jiang Pingsheng for a while, and Jiang Pingsheng felt that the pain in his body disappeared a lot, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Dong Huaiyu burst into tears upon seeing this, sobbing softly: "He hasn't slept for a long time... He wakes up in pain every night... Yaoyao... Thank you..."
"Mom," Jiang Zhaoxue smiled bitterly, "How can you say thank you to me?"
However, once Dong Huaiyu started crying, she couldn't stop, as if the worries that had been accumulating for a long time suddenly burst out.
Jiang Zhaoxue stayed with Dong Huaiyu for a long time, and it was already night when he finally coaxed her into submission.
Dong Huaiyu came to his senses and seemed a little embarrassed. It was not appropriate to cry like this in front of his daughter.
She held Jiang Zhaoxue's hand, and then she remembered the scene when Jiang Zhaoxue had just returned. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered, "Yaoyao, that child... I put it in the reincarnation pool. I asked all the medicine kings in Penglai to come and see it, but..."
Dong Huaiyu didn't say anything. After a long while, she whispered, "Yaoyao, life is a journey that you have to take one step at a time. Can you let go of Zeyuan..."
Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyes, and Dong Huaiyu was speechless.
Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly felt a little tired. She didn't even want to respond. She just raised her hand and patted the back of Dong Huaiyu's hand.
Then she walked out alone. When she walked out, she didn't think about anything. When she reacted, she was already in the reincarnation pool.
The reincarnation pool in Penglai is composed of small pools of water of different colors, which emit various lights under the moonlight, creating a bizarre and magnificent scene.
After a demon cultivator dies, the demon pill is placed in the reincarnation pool to repair the demon soul, and it will naturally reincarnate.
The reincarnation pond has the natural effect of gathering souls and is a natural place to summon souls.
She crossed one puddle after another and finally saw him.
His demon core in the pool had long been cleared out, leaving him alone in it.
Penglai changed his clothes into Penglai clothes.
She wore the same white clothes with gold patterns as herself, with her hair loose. According to the customs of Penglai, she was given hanging jade, earrings, a jade pendant around her chest, and foot bells.
Compared to Lingjian Xian Pavilion, he seemed to be less refreshing and upright, and more handsome.
Jiang Zhaoxue stood in front of the pool and couldn't help laughing when she saw Pei Zichen dressed like this.
"Why didn't I think of dressing you up before..."
She murmured softly, suddenly wanting to be closer to him.
She waded in. The water of the Reincarnation Pond was icy cold. She reached out and wanted to hold his hand.
However, the moment she held his fingers, she was so shocked by the soft touch that she withdrew her hand abruptly!
When Pei Zichen hugged her for the last time that day, the injuries she had sensed rushed into her mind in an instant. In the blood-red sky, he held her tightly, and the pain of the spiritual power of the Tianji Lingyu filling her body spread throughout her body. She seemed to be back to that day, and the pain made her mind go blank, and she couldn't help but take a step back.
She gasped softly, at a loss for a moment.
She knew that people should always look forward, and there was no reason to be heartbroken and want to die for a man, but this was Pei Zichen...
Thinking that this was Pei Zichen, Jiang Zhaoxue felt that it seemed reasonable.
Who in this world would not feel sorry for meeting Pei Zichen?
Who wouldn’t think it’s worth meeting Pei Zichen?
But such a good person... such a good person... she had met and lost him, what should she do... what could she do...
She stood in the cold pool, gasping for breath. She didn't want to cry, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
This is the first time I feel so lost.
Until finally, she gave up struggling and couldn't help crying.
She felt embarrassed and wondered why she had fallen for a man again, but she couldn't control herself.
I just sat by the pool until the sound of a flute started from somewhere.
The sound of the flute was very similar to the one Pei Zichen played, like the sound he played for her when he was young, sitting outside the window.
But compared to her youth, the sound of the flute was obviously more steady and heavy, as if it was a confession to her lover.
She stood there in a daze, not daring to move. She knew that this might be an illusion she had created. If she moved, she might die.
She just stared at the young man in the water and listened to the sound of the flute. After a long time, the sound of the flute gradually faded away. She followed it in a trance, led by the sound of the flute all the way.
I forgot what happened next, and when I woke up again, she was already lying in bed.
The sunlight fell on her face. She thought about the illusion of last night and suddenly felt that maybe Pei Zichen had come.
His soul must still be there, so she shouldn't be discouraged so early.
If he were still alive, why would she be sad?
Pei Zichen didn't know that the future was waiting for her to come back, and she could do it too.
So when she woke up that morning, she dressed up nicely and seemed to have returned to her usual self.
She went to see her father every day, and then went to the reincarnation pool. She first used the rare treasures she had collected from all over the place to repair Pei Zichen's body, and then used the soul-calling method she had collected to call back Pei Zichen's soul.
The sound of the flute never appeared again, but she always vaguely felt that someone was accompanying her, so she would search for interesting things, good books, and delicious wine every day.
One night, she and Qingye drank too much and poured some wine into the pool for Pei Zichen to drink. When she woke up, she found the whole pool was full of the smell of alcohol. She was so scared that she quickly changed the water. She touched Pei Zichen and said to Qingye, "He is worthy of being the man I like. He was soaked in wine all night and he is still unharmed!"
After three months, Jiang Pingsheng's health had almost recovered.
After Jiang Zhaoxue finished examining Jiang Pingsheng, Jiang Pingsheng saw her smiling face and said with a wry smile, "Are you going to see Shi Cang again?"
"Yes." Jiang Zhaoxue stood up, raised his hand and took a pill to replenish his strength, turned around and said, "Father, you have a good rest. I'm going to find your son-in-law."
As they were talking, Jiang Zhaoyue walked into the room. Seeing Jiang Zhaoxue walking out happily, he said coldly, "Are you going to look for that damn ghost again?"
"Can you please speak more nicely?" Jiang Zhaoxue turned back in disdain, "My dead ghost is prettier than you."
Jiang Zhaoyue sneered and threw a pile of documents at her: "News from the Immortal Alliance."
When Jiang Zhaoxue heard that it was the Immortal Alliance, he immediately became interested.
The Immortal Alliance searched for many soul-calling techniques for her. She hugged the document and said happily, "I'm leaving."
As she spoke, she came to the reincarnation pond with the documents in her arms, and saw two young men, one in blue and one in green, standing not far away.
The two young men were similar in appearance and both were extremely handsome. They wore wide-sleeved and gorgeous clothes, which were embroidered with intricate patterns made of crystal-clear stones, which glowed brightly in the sunlight.
Seeing Jiang Zhaoxue, they bowed respectfully to him and said with a gentle smile, "The lady is here."
"Butterfly blue, butterfly green."
Jiang Zhaoxue greeted them. These two were servants who had served her when she was young. They were very good at close combat and their bodies were butterflies, which made them extremely beautiful.
Back then, because Shen Yuqing didn't like it and was also concerned about the rules of the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion, he didn't bring the two attendants of the opposite sex with him.
Now that she is back in Penglai, everything is arranged according to the arrangements she made when she was young. Dielan and Dieqing are not married yet, so they come back to continue serving her.
"Where's Aoba?"
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and greeted them. The two of them turned sideways, revealing Qingye who was preparing tea and snacks for her.
"Aoba is preparing food for you."
Die Lan likes to talk, and she responded proactively: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, handed the document to Die Qing, walked forward and sat down next to the pool.
Qingye saw her and showed joy. He quickly poured her some tea and said, "Lady? Is the island master alright?"
"alright."
Jiang Zhaoxue took the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said softly, "If father gets better, Penglai can rest easy for another thousand years."
"With you here, Penglai can rest assured!" Qingye immediately flattered him, but Jiang Zhaoxue said nothing. He took a sip of the tea and turned to look at Pei Zichen.
The sunlight fell on the water. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the young man under the rippling water. His expression seemed to soften a little.
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but smile, then he took out a knife, dripped a drop of blood into the pool, and began to draw the formation skillfully.
When Qingye saw her drawing the formation, he showed hesitation: "My Lady, are you going to summon spirits again today?"
"When won't you recruit?"
Jiang Zhaoxue asked calmly, and Qingye tried to dissuade him: "Excessive use of spiritual energy is not good for your health. You need to take a break."
"Have you fed me today's bone-growing pill?"
Jiang Zhaoxue ignored her and asked about the daily "care" for Pei Zichen's body.
It is necessary to summon the soul to avoid any accidents while it is traveling.
But no matter when her soul comes back, she will give Pei Zichen a complete body.
So I feed him Shenggudan and Xujinwan slowly every day.
The only thing is the spiritual root, which is a natural thing and difficult to recreate.
I can only look for it slowly, maybe there are rare treasures like Tianyan Teng somewhere.
Seeing that she had made up her mind, Qingye sighed and said, "I feed him. I feed him every day. He eats more diligently than I do myself."
"Dieqing." Jiang Zhaoxue saw that Qingye was unhappy, so she called Dieqing next to her and found something for Qingye to do. "Give the document to Qingye, she will read it today."
Now that she is the leader of the Immortal Alliance, she needs to read news reports sent from all over the place every day.
Qingye knew she was looking for something to do, so he lazily took the document, flipped through it, and hesitated, "Which one should I start with?"
"From the Cangming Sea."
Jiang Zhaoxue said decisively: "After Gu Jun's death three months ago, the seal of the Cangming Sea barrier loosened. I sent someone down to check on Li Xiuji. I just saw the color in the direction of the Cangming Sea."
Documents from different directions were of different colors. Qing Ye nodded and opened the blue document from the Cangming Sea direction, muttering, "After investigation, the deep-sea barrier of the Cangming Sea has been broken, the ice coffin has been damaged, the Xuanming Emperor is missing, the investigation disciple has been captured, and negotiations are underway with the Jiuyou Realm..."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue's expression turned cold, but he was not surprised.
In fact, she had noticed the unusual movement in the Cangming Sea since the day she left the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion. Back then, Li Xiuji was sealed by Gu Jun and the elite of the entire True Immortal Realm. Ten cultivators above the Mahayana stage died to seal him.
Since it was Gu Jun who took the lead, it is normal for the barrier to loosen now that Gu Jun is dead.
But at that time she didn't want to care about anyone. What mattered to her was whether someone died or lived.
Now that she has calmed down, she can't just sit back and watch if Zhongzhou is destroyed and Penglai will be in dire straits.
"Have them have a good talk with the people of the Nine Netherworld Realm. Avoid fighting if possible. Try to bring back the disciples who went out to investigate. When they return, they will be promoted to a higher level and rewarded with 100 high-grade elixirs. Also, have the Cangming Sea side reinforce the barrier between the two realms and keep an eye on the situation in the Nine Netherworld Realm. The Immortal Alliance will dispatch personnel to garrison the Cangming Sea border."
Jiang Zhaoxue gave the instructions calmly, and Die Qing beside him wrote them down one by one.
After resolving the issue of Cangming Sea, Qingye began to read other news.
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and replied. After a long time, the formation in the pool lit up.
The water turned into a whirlpool, as if calling for something.
Qingye knew that it was a critical moment and fell silent. Everyone looked at the pool in silence. After a long time, the formation began to vibrate, as if it could no longer bear it and shattered.
Failed.
Jiang Zhaoxue had cold sweat on his forehead, but he calmly accepted the result.
I'm used to it anyway.
But after repeated failures, Qingye was still a little confused. She couldn't help but glance at Jiang Zhaoxue and said tentatively: "My lady..."
"Um?"
"Have you ever thought..." Qingye gestured, "Is there something wrong with your necromancy?"
Jiang Zhaoxue paused after hearing this, and then he said thoughtfully, "There's definitely no problem with this necromancy. I've confirmed that someone has summoned it before."
"But I don't think so. It feels like a charlatan trying to trick you..."
"Impossible." Jiang Zhaoxue said firmly, and then said, "If you don't believe me, let's try someone else."
"OK."
Qingye immediately took out a sachet from his sleeve, handed it over and said, "Try it."
"What's this?"
Jiang Zhaoxue took it curiously. Qingye supported his chin and explained, "This was given to me by the young master. He said it was left by the man who sent me to the reincarnation pond. I haven't seen him yet. Can you call him over so I can see him?"
"Summoning a soul can only summon the spirit," Jiang Zhaoxue frowned. "It's not appropriate for a living person's spirit to leave the body."
"Oh, forget it." Qingye was a little disappointed and was about to take it away.
Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly remembered something and pondered, "But I do have something to ask him, so let's give it a try."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue held the sachet in one hand and drew a formation with the other.
The water in the pool swirled into a whirlpool again. Jiang Zhaoxue closed her eyes and called softly, "Ye Tianjiao, your soul has returned. Ye Tianjiao, your soul has returned."
At this time, Ye Tianjiao was running wildly in the dense forest.
Three months ago, when the Cangming Sea just started to move, he realized that Pei Zichen was about to return and was about to come out of seclusion. However, when he pushed the door open, he found that the courtyard was lit up with a large formation.
He knew something was wrong, so he quickly protected his disciples and helped them escape. Then Silla Yi came in person and chased him with the Nine Demons.
He had been hunted for three months, his spiritual power had been exhausted, his talismans had been used up, and now he was at the end of his rope.
He heard a feather arrow flying towards him, and was so scared that he jumped high.
The feather arrow flew past his crotch, startling him so much that he turned around and threw out a talisman, cursing angrily: "How can you shoot an arrow like that? It's immoral!"
"Ye Youshi."
The people behind him laughed when they heard this, and then saw a rain of arrows flying from behind. They just asked: "Then can I shoot like this?"
Seeing the rain of arrows, Ye Tianjiao was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, starting to frantically search his bags.
While frantically searching his pockets, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Stop! Don't shoot! Help me!!"
However, the rain of arrows was as dense as the drizzle on a spring night, forcing him to dodge frantically and making his clothes disheveled. He dodged left and right and finally touched a piece of talisman paper.
“We’re saved!”
Ye Tianjiao took out the talisman paper and took a closer look. It turned out to be the most useless summoning talisman -
It's a sub-summoning talisman, waiting for the mother talisman to summon it!
But who would summon him now?
But he had no way to retreat. He could only hold the talisman paper in his hands and shout, "Save me! Save me! Someone save me!!"
At that moment, a voice rang out: "Ye Tianjiao, your soul has returned."
“No,” Ye Tianjiao was a little confused and retorted subconsciously, “I asked you to summon, not to summon the soul!!”
However, the other party obviously didn't listen and continued: "Ye Tianjiao, your soul has returned."
As he spoke, his talisman lit up and Ye Tianjiao opened his eyes wide.
It's over, it's really over.
The soul of a living person has left his body. Which god is calling him?!
But before he could react, everything went dark before his eyes.
Jiang Zhaoxue and Qingye stood by the pool, watching it turn.
Qingye propped up his chin, feeling a little puzzled: "How come this person's turn is longer than Pei Zichen's?"
As he spoke, Qingye looked at Jiang Zhaoxue suspiciously: "Did you secretly reveal some shocking information to prove that you are right?"
"Am I that kind of person, Lady?"
Jiang Zhaoxue turned around to look at her and said seriously, "It must have sensed someone."
"I don't believe it. If you have the guts, call someone over to take a look."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and said, "How is that possible? This is a soul-calling formation. It's good enough if it can call the soul over."
Jiang Zhaoxue twisted his fingers into a magic spell and yawned. He felt that there was no chance of really summoning anyone today, so he just said, "Call twice more. If no one comes, forget it."
As she spoke, the magical light on Jiang Zhaoxue's fingertips lit up, and she shook her head again: "Ye Tianjiao, your soul has returned."
"Ye Tianjiao, your soul has returned."
"Ye Tianjiao..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a loud "puff" sound, and a figure suddenly emerged from the pool.
The man bared his teeth and claws, and the moment he appeared, he smashed a huge wave in the pool, startling Qingye so much that he subconsciously stepped forward and protected Jiang Zhaoxue behind him. Die Lan and Die Qingye immediately stood up and blocked in front of Jiang Zhaoxue.
"Who is this?"
Ye Tianjiao stood in the pool, wiped the water off his face, tried to see his surroundings clearly, and complained, "Who summoned people into the water?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tianjiao felt something was wrong.
The surrounding area is filled with birdsong and flowers, and the spiritual energy is rich, which is completely different from the Nine Netherworld Realm.
He quickly shut up and raised his eyes cautiously, and saw a woman in green holding a knife, and a face exactly like Qian Sisi appeared in front of him.
He looked at Qingye in front of him in shock, and his gaze moved in disbelief to Jiang Zhaoxue who was kneeling behind her.
There was a handsome man standing on each side of Jiang Zhaoxue. The man sat upright in the middle, dressed in luxurious clothes and with an elegant posture. The only thing that didn't fit in was the water that was splashed on his face.
She stared at him with a cold expression. Seeing this expression, Ye Tianjiao was frightened and subconsciously turned around and crawled in the opposite direction, running away wildly.
Jiang Zhaoxue sat motionless, and seeing the figure turning around and running away without hesitation, he said calmly, "Heaven has called, Ye Tianjiao, stop."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Tianjiao instantly felt an uncontrollable force holding his whole body in place.
What the hell?! What you say is what you mean?!
Ye Tianjiao opened his eyes wide in shock, and then he heard the sound of someone holding up a teacup behind him, and ordered in a flat tone: "Get back."
The moment the sound fell, Ye Tianjiao fell uncontrollably, his hands stretched upwards, as if he had turned himself into a cylinder, and rolled smoothly in front of Jiang Zhaoxue, with a lot of grass in his mouth.
Jiang Zhaoxue lowered his head and took a sip of tea before continuing, "Kneel down."
Ye Tianjiao jumped up and then fell to his knees with a bang.
A talisman cultivator, who belonged to the category of Dharma cultivator, had a very fragile body. He was immediately in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes. After realizing what kind of monster was in front of him, he immediately gave up all resistance and tried to maintain some ties, wailing loudly: "Sister! My dear sister! I miss you so much!!"
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Everyone in the Nine Netherworld: "Master Xinluoyi, what does the master plan to do after returning? Will he expand the company? Will he strive for a listing? Will he start a big business?"
Silla Yi: “He didn’t want to do anything. He was crying in bed hugging the quilt, mourning his lost youth.”
【Small Theater 2】
Pei Zichen took Jiang Zhaoxue to visit the Nine Netherworld for the first time. As soon as they entered the main hall, he said, "The three realms are unified, only I am the Nine Netherworld. The sun and the moon are of the same age, only I am the Mysterious Netherworld!"
Pei Zichen: “…”
Jiang Zhaoxue: "How could you tolerate them shouting such shameful slogans?"
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