After learning of Yan Jiu's thoughts.
Cain felt a surge of pity, a pity for the entire Asura race.
To be stuck with this kind of king.
The Asuras will suffer.
It's all cause and effect, karma!
Yan Jiu exuded an aura of dismissal, and Lucifer, with his keen insight, left first, not forgetting to take Cain, who still wanted to watch the show, with him before he left.
Lang Zongyi checked the time.
Before he could speak.
Without saying a word, Yan Jiu separated the wisp of Lang Zongyi's soul from his own and released the soul from Luo Jingyi. The soul transformed into a warm current that flowed into Lang Zongyi's soul, forming threads that wrapped around the two souls and six spirits, repairing and fixing the original three souls and seven spirits.
Every human being has three souls and seven spirits.
The three souls that can hold a person's memories are Tai Guang, Shuang Ling, and You Jing.
Once Lang Zongyi's soul is complete, his missing eight years of memories will also be restored.
Lang Zongyi felt his soul return to its complete state. His gradually fading memories from his previous life, as well as the memories of his eight years in a coma, were slowly returning to his body. He couldn't hide his astonishment: "This is..."
Yan Jiu continued, "Part of your soul that you lost when you were five years old was taken away by Luo Jingyi. On the day the nine stars aligned, you were in a state of remnant soul and traveled to a parallel world. That's why you don't remember those eight years."
She finally knows why.
The reason she couldn't use the traction spell to recognize Lang Zongyi was because the missing part of Lang Zongyi's soul happened to be bound to the traction spell. It was all a coincidence, as if there was a mastermind behind it all.
Lang Zongyi pursed his lips and remained silent.
He finally found out who Yan Jiu's senior brother was, but sadly, he had once been jealous of him.
Let's look at Yan Jiu again.
Those who once followed him have grown up.
His master's identity was so complex that he felt completely bewildered.
Lang Zongyi swallowed the memories of those eight years.
He inexplicably felt like he was being kept by a powerful figure, as if he were playing the role of a pampered young wife.
Yan Jiu took Lang Zongyi's arm and said, "Let's go and figure out how to revive you and how to threaten the Heavenly Dao to release Master."
Lang Zongyi never thought he could be resurrected; he originally thought he would live as the Lord of the Underworld forever.
He looked at Yan Jiu holding his hand.
Despite having no body temperature, Lang Zongyi inexplicably felt his blood surging and becoming hotter than ever before.
Lang Zongyi summoned Bai Wuchang and temporarily entrusted the affairs of the underworld to his secretary, who had a miserable expression on his face.
Bai Wuchang looked at Lang Zongyi cautiously: "Excuse me, how long is 'temporary'?"
He always felt that Lang Zongyi was going to be abducted by Yan Jiu, and that this was just a temporary excuse, while he and the Underworld would become left-behind "children"!
Yan Jiu said in a serious tone, "Children shouldn't meddle in adults' affairs."
White Impermanence: "..."
He touched his face, thinking back to how he was 27 years old when he was alive and 11 years old after his death, which together made him older than Yan Jiu, but he didn't dare to say it.
Yan Jiu stopped halfway and, arm in arm with Lang Zongyi, returned to the White Impermanence who was holding the travel coin.
The White Impermanence looked pleasantly surprised.
The person in front of him finally realized that kidnapping the patriarch of the underworld was irresponsible to the underworld.
That's great!
Yan Jiu stared thoughtfully at Bai Wuchang's face: "No wonder I couldn't see through the old lady's face. It turns out she has a son who is a Wuchang in the underworld."
While the impermanent can't hide a person's face, the impermanent in the underworld can absolutely.
Previously, Yan Jiu was only focused on waiting for Lang Zongyi to appear from behind the gates of the underworld, thus neglecting Bai Wuchang.
White Impermanence was shocked: "You've seen my mother?"
The underworld today is not what it used to be.
However, the system hasn't changed much. For example, after becoming a "nothingness" (a person who has passed away), they can still protect their ancestors and descendants.
The old woman's face was obscured, which is the reason why she is a White Impermanence; it can be said to be a perk of becoming an Impermanence.
Yan Jiu nodded: "She seems to know a lot about paper figures. I was originally thinking of hiring her as a paper craftswoman, but she is determined to die."
She suspected that the paper figures near the Black Well were left by the old woman for Shao Mozi after they met, but she couldn't verify it. She also didn't know whether the old woman would choose to commit suicide again after returning home, under the watchful eyes of the vampires.
A thousand words stuck in Bai Wuchang's throat. He suppressed his longing and worry for his mother. Life was life, and he knew his main task now was to manage the underworld well while Lang Zongyi was away.
Waiting for the gates of the underworld to close again.
Yan Jiu sincerely asked, "Where did that dedicated employee find it?"
Lang Zongyi thought for a moment.
When he met Bai Wuchang, he had just realized he was dying. Bai Wuchang had fooled a group of spirits with just his words. At that moment, he thought Bai Wuchang was a talented person.
After a brief explanation, Lang Zongyi said solemnly, "The matter of resurrection needs to be considered carefully."
The Heavenly Dao made so many preparations to prevent him from coming back to life; he could foresee the hardships involved.
Yan Jiu raised her eyes: "I want to know who else He can use to stop it besides coming forward in person."
She desperately wanted divine intervention.
At that time.
Everything can be resolved.
Lang Zongyi looked at the unconscious merman, and after confirming that Xiluo was still breathing, he remembered that he had arrived a step too late and missed the opportunity: "Are there still Asuras who haven't been brought to justice?"
Yan Jiu gave a smile that seemed to be seeking praise: "They were destined to meet Chu Sisi. Before coming to the Water Village Ruins, I gave the magic artifact to Ma Weiwei and told them to go and wait for her."
Looking at the person beside him who seemed to have a perfect plan, Lang Zongyi once again felt like he was just a leg accessory.
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"Prajna, how much do you still remember?"
After escaping from the ruins of the water village, Nagara tried many spells but still failed to regain her past memories.
Nagara's eyes held a hint of confusion, like a lost traveler standing at a crossroads, unsure of which way to go.
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