"Madam, what is the cultivation level of that remnant soul?"

Hearing Xia Qinglian's words, several people stopped and Qin Gengyun asked Xia Qinglian.

Xia Qinglian frowned slightly: "My cultivation had not recovered at that time, so I was no match for him. If this person is still alive, his cultivation should not be lower than mine now."

"Half a step to becoming a god?"

Several people looked at each other, and Liusu took a breath and said, "Then are we still going in?"

Xia Qinglian said proudly: "When the body dies, only the residual soul remains. Even if you were a god in life, what does it matter? I am here, let's go."

After saying this, she stepped out of the corridor and entered the statue hall.

Qin Gengyun hurriedly followed, and Mo Xiaolan followed closely behind.

Liusu pulled Yunwu and said, "Xiaowu, we are right behind you. If the situation gets bad, I will take you with me and run first. Hey, Xiaowu, slow down!"

Yun Wu was worried about Wei Wan, so she ran out quickly, and Liu Su had no choice but to follow her.

After exiting the corridor, there was a huge and empty hall, surrounded by rubble, which was caused by the fight when everyone came in before.

In the center of the hall is a huge statue of a god with picturesque features and a heroic air. His appearance is almost exactly the same as Mo Xiaolan's.

Mo Xiaolan had already arrived under the statue. Looking up, she saw Sheng Tanglian lowering his head slightly, as if he was also looking at her.

"Same, so similar..."

Liusu watched this scene from the side, comparing the statue of Sheng Tanglian and Mo Xiaolan, and couldn't help but sigh.

Yun Wu whispered, "Sister Xiaolan is not really Sheng Tanglian's daughter, right?"

Xia Qinglian stood aside, frowning, "Where is the remaining soul?"

Qin Gengyun had searched all the secret rooms around the hall but found nothing unusual.

That remnant soul disappeared.

…

Zhenyang Mountain.

The master's immortal palace.

Chen Qingmo stood in front of an altar dedicated to Zhen Yangzi, the founder of Zhen Yang Sect. He looked at the portrait of Zhen Yangzi hanging above the altar with a self-deprecating sneer on his face.

He raised his hand slightly, and the altar suddenly moved to the side, revealing a passage leading to a secret room.

Chen Qingmo walked into the passage and soon came to a secret room.

This is the secret room where Qin Gengyun and Xia Qinglian stole the colorful bones.

But at this moment, the secret room was extremely cold, and there were faint bursts of shrill howling sounds.

As if it heard someone coming in, the howling became even more tragic.

"Give it back to me! Give me back my good relationship!"

"Give me back Tanglian! Give me back my child!"

"Ahhh! I'm going to, I'm going to kill you!"

In the secret room, a remnant soul rushed left and right, screaming miserably. His eyebrows and eyes were clear, and they were exactly the same as the portrait of Zhen Yangzi on the altar!

When the remnant soul saw Chen Qingmo, it suddenly became more excited and kept screaming and attacking.

But there was a magic circle in the secret room, and he couldn't get out at all. He could only keep bumping into the magic circle, and that hideous face was almost sticking to Chen Qingmo's face.

"My daughter! I want to see my daughter!!"

"Give me back my wife!!"

Chen Qingmo sneered: "Don't worry, I have found your daughter for you, and I will bring her to you soon."

"Daughter, daughter! Hahaha!"

"Tanglian, Tanglian, where are you..."

The remaining soul was not fully conscious, and the words it spoke became increasingly incoherent. Finally, it moved its hands back and forth in the air, as if rowing a boat, and began to sing a ballad:

"I stand at the bridge in March admiring the lotus, hoping my lover will love me. I will sail home downstream, and we will be together in the spring breeze and willow trees."

Chen Qingmo had no expression on his face. After listening to the remnant soul finish singing, he said calmly:

"You are so obsessed with love that you become like this. I am different from you after all... When I ascend to heaven, you will disappear into thin air."

…

The remains of Qinglian Sect.

There is a large round hole between the eyebrows of the huge Shengtanglian statue.

"That's where the teleportation array is. At the beginning, I was chased by the remnant soul and was forced to enter the array, and then I came to Zhenyang Sect."

Xia Qinglian pointed at the big hole, her expression solemn: "But now, the magic circle is gone, and the residual soul is gone...someone has been here."

Liusu looked around and clasped her hands together: "Miss, don't scare me, why do I feel so cold?"

Qin Gengyun frowned and pondered for a moment: "So, someone came here before us, took away the remaining soul, and destroyed the magic circle. What is he trying to cover up?"

Mo Xiaolan said: "According to what Sister Xia said, the remnant soul looks the same as Zhen Yangzi. If it is really the remnant soul of Zhen Yangzi, its strength is stronger than 90% of the cultivators in the world. Who can take him away?"

Yun Wu was a little scared and held Xia Qinglian's sleeve: "Sister Xia, didn't they say that Zhen Yangzi ascended to heaven five hundred years ago? Why is there still a remnant of his soul in the world?"

Everyone was speechless for a moment, and no one could figure out what was going on.

They traveled thousands of miles back to the Qinglian Sect's relics just to find this remnant soul and find out the secret behind it.

Unexpectedly, it was a failure.

Qin Gengyun sighed and took out a broken colored bone from his storage bag.

"If you want to know the secrets from five hundred years ago, I'm afraid you can only rely on this colorful bone..."

Liusu said to Xia Qinglian: "Miss, what should we do?"

Xia Qinglian thought for a moment and said, "There are still twelve days before we reach Feixian Pavilion. We will practice in Yunzhu Mountain for seven days, and then we will go to see the Immortal City."

Qin Gengyun said: "By then, all the cultivators in the world will gather in Jianxian City. Chen Qingmo will probably have some plans. Then there will probably be another fight. Madam, your body..."

In fact, Qin Gengyun wanted Xia Qinglian to return to Qinglian Mountain. After all, Xia Qinglian was pregnant and her spiritual power was not as good as before.

Xia Qinglian shook her head and looked at Qin Gengyun and Mo Xiaolan: "It's not me who is in danger, but you. When you come down from Feixian Pavilion, it will be the most dangerous time. I will meet you at the foot of Feixian Peak."

Qin Gengyun knew Xia Qinglian's personality, so he had to agree: "My wife, you have to take good care of yourself after I ascend the throne."

The six people then left the statue hall and prepared to return to Yunzhu Mountain.

Before leaving, Mo Xiaolan looked back at the huge statue, turned around and bowed deeply:

“Senior, whether you are my mother or not, I will find out the truth for you and give you justice.”

…

Two days later.

Qinglian Mountain.

"Caihe, Sister Xia and Sister Susu are not here. It's so boring!"

"Ling'er, didn't I tell you to practice hard? Why are you being lazy again?"

"I can't hear the wall, and my whole body is itchy. How can I concentrate on practicing?"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Xu Caihe and Zhou Ling'er sat cross-legged beside the lotus pond in the back mountain, surrounded by countless newly-initiated Qinlian disciples who were practicing.

The two of them are considered the elders of Qin Lianmen. As deputy ministers of the intelligence department, they do not have any subordinates.

Qin Gengyun and Xia Qinglian went to the Northern Wilderness again, and they were completely forgotten. They could only wander around all day.

Suddenly, Zhou Ling'er was talking about being bored, when a brilliant firework suddenly rose from the mountain:

“The spirit body of Tao, the spirit body of Tao is going up the mountain!”