With just one breath, his expression changed drastically, and the look he looked at Song Ling turned into disbelief.
At this time, Qin Yu's aura was very weak, and the ghost energy on his body was so barren that it was not as good as an ordinary ghost official!
"What did you do!" Qin Zhi asked loudly.
Song Ling spread his hands, with a look of helplessness on his face, and said, "Who said you two are the ones who are ready to fight if you disagree? It's just that you are much more alert than the situation master, and you also know how to take advantage of the right time and place."
The moment Qin Yu saw Song Mo, he had already taken action.
But the problem is——
Songmo's nature is to devour.
Moreover, after death, the monster will not descend to the Nine Netherworld.
They just return to the abyss of beasts in the state of spiritual consciousness and condense into beasts again.
In this way, although Song Mo is temporarily inferior to Qin Yu in strength, he is not afraid of Qin Yu's ghost energy at all. Not only that, the tricks Qin Yu performs are more like food thrown at Song Mo. He chews it, and he can still
Fill your body which is empty due to lack of spiritual power.
In the end, Qin Yu, who was inherently inferior, was captured by Song Mo in embarrassment, and appeared in front of Qin Zhi in an extremely embarrassing manner.
"So, has Mr. Qin thought it over clearly? If it takes some more time, I'm not sure Master Qin Mirror will be safe and sound." Song Ling added with a smile: "I keep my word, as long as Mr. Qin leads me to the Eight Happiness Realm
, I will naturally let Master Qin Jing go."
Qin Zhi, who was held hostage, glared at Song Ling angrily.
After the two sides looked at each other for a while, Qin Zhi nodded in agreement.
Satisfied, Song Ling folded her hands and took back the scene in mid-air, and followed Qin Zhi, turning around and walking towards the streets of Youdu.
The entrance to the Eight Happiness Realm is on the Wheel Stone in the center of Youdu City. If you want to enter, Qin Zhi must lead the way and unlock the seals around it. Song Ling is not afraid of Qin Zhi's tricks. She can only enter the Eight Happiness Realm after she truly steps into the Eight Happiness Realm.
Only after he is happy will he let Qin Yu go.
As long as Qin Zhi can weigh the pros and cons, he can't do anything.
It is impossible to say that the relationship between the two brothers is not good and Qin Zhi wishes Qin Yu to die. Qin Yu is the master of Xuanjing South Pavilion and the mirror master appointed by the Lord of Nine Nethers. As long as Qin Yu is still in this position
One day, Qin Zhi must obey the holy order and be loyal to Qin Yu.
Without the blood moon, the sky above Youdu showed a strange pink color.
Underneath, eight human-shaped stones stand in eight directions, and among them is a giant gray dragon sculpture as tall as three people.
The dragon holds its tail in its mouth, head to tail.
Qin Zhi walked to the dragon-shaped wheeling stone, made some secrets and performed a spell to unlock the seal on it, then turned to look at Song Ling and motioned for Song Ling to come over.
"You have to go in by yourself. It has nothing to do with me, and I won't help you find someone." Qin Zhi paused and warned: "If you finally come out successfully, when you meet that person, I hope you can
Keep it tight-lipped, otherwise I don't mind making a big fuss."
Qin Zhi took some risks by letting the Lord of Nine Nethers into the Baxi Realm at will.
"Okay." Song Ling nodded obediently.
Seeing Song Ling's appearance, Qin Zhi's eyes were very strange.
He didn't know much about people, and the one in front of him was even more different from the monks who had come down in the past.
"Then when can you let go of my brother?" Qin Zhi asked with narrowed eyes.
Song Ling turned sideways and touched her palms, summoning Song Mo to her side. At the same time, she stepped forward into the open wheeling stone, her movements were particularly quick.
The cool wind instantly enveloped Song Ling.
After experiencing a brief period of blindness, she found that she was no longer in Youdu, but in a secular city, surrounded by a constant flow of carriages and pedestrians, and the noisy laughter and shouts echoed in her ears.
"Why don't you take care of the wound first?" Song Mo carefully licked the wound on Song Ling's hand.
There are barbs on its tongue.
But its saliva is also a healing elixir.
"There is no spiritual energy here. It's fake. I'm just in the realm of Baxi, not in the secular world." Song Ling took a deep breath and stepped forward, "Since there is no spiritual energy, don't waste your spiritual energy to heal your wounds. There will be nothing left.
"More, I have to go out later."
Finding Qiu Shui's parents is just one of them.
How to convince the Lord of Nine Nethers to give Qiu Shui and his family a reunited afterlife is the top priority.
"Okay, then what are you going to do?" Song Mo asked while helping to lick the wound: "Although I swallowed a lot of Qin Yu's ghost energy, it doesn't help my cultivation.
That’s all.”
Song Ling hung the autumn water to her ears, and then released strands of spiritual power, centered on the autumn water, and continued to spread.
The invisible spiritual threads were driven intentionally and weaved into a net bag in mid-air.
Pedestrians passing by turned a blind eye.
These are all ordinary people who have never done any great evil in their lives, so they will not need to go through mountains of swords or seas of fire after death.
Among these people, there must be Qiu Shui's parents.
While concentrating on finding someone, Song Ling explained to Song Mo: "I still have Xiaoyu in my hand, don't I? She will be the key to my negotiation."
"Then have you thought about how to get out?" Song Mo asked again.
"Hey." Song Ling smiled slyly, looked up in the direction of the lighted mesh bag, and said, "You'll know when the time comes."
She soared into the clouds with concentration, and flew all the way. Finally, she saw two old men with chicken skin and white hair in a temple. The old men supported each other and knelt in front of the Buddha statue, with a pious expression and murmuring words.
Get closer.
Song Ling heard their prayers.
"Please Buddha bless my daughter."
"Good men/believing women are willing to uphold sutras, recite Buddha's name, eat fasting and do good deeds forever."
Song Mo glanced sideways at the old man, curled his tongue and said, "Are these Qiu Shui's parents? If you are so old, you may have completely forgotten that you are dead, and you may not realize that you are in the Eight Happiness Realm."
According to the ghost officials, if mortals who have passed through the Baxi Realm sink here and are unable to extricate themselves, then their souls will one day be swallowed up by the Baxi Realm and will be unable to reincarnate.
"It is often difficult to recognize people who have obsessions in their hearts." Song Ling looked at the old man with compassion, walked over in a few steps, rolled up his sleeves, and easily took the two of them into his palms, "But if there is no obsession,
We probably won’t be able to find them by now.”
Without obsession, it means quickly passing through the eight joyful realms.
"Okay, then how are you going to go out now? You can't really walk through the Eight Happiness Realm." Song Mo saw that the injury on Song Ling's hand was mostly healed, so he yawned and said lazily: "In your heart
My obsession is not shallow. If I stay for a long time, who knows what accidents will happen."
Song Ling smiled and patted Song Mo's furry head and said, "Of course it's not what you said."
In Song Mo's confused eyes, Song Ling looked up at the sky and shouted loudly: "Zhuan Xuling, I'm here to negotiate a deal with you!"
?
ha?
Song Mo's eyes widened in shock.
It stared at Song Ling in disbelief.
But Song Ling's expression was too calm, as if the name he just called was not Zhuan Xuling's name, but the name of an old friend.