"But you're late." Qian Xun looked at Su Jing and said something incomprehensible.
But Su Jing's eyes were full of panic, and he was so panicked that he couldn't speak clearly: "Teacher, please take care that those things are in the past. Don't think about it anymore. The past is over."
Panic, because Qianxun is getting older. It can be seen with the naked eye that she is getting older bit by bit. Her skin is slowly losing its luster, and wrinkles are slowly forming at the corners of her eyes and forehead. Time seems to have sped up ten thousand times faster for her. The beauty of the woman in the yellow dress is... The bright colors are being quickly eroded and worn away by the wind!
Forty-year-old Qianxun.
She was already white-headed. When she was twenty, she didn't show any signs of aging. When she was thirty, she could hardly tell how old she was. But when she was forty, her appearance and pale hair made her look old.
Qian Xun shook her head, indicating that she had no problem, and kept talking: "Before you came, I had already thought about what to do for him, something he couldn't refuse." After that, she changed the subject: "Lu Ya In this world, there are three relatives: Lu Jiaoba, Qianxun, and Qi Tonger. If Nannan is gone, I will no longer be worthy of being his wife, and he will only have one brother left. Later, Lu Jiaoba also died."
"I heard Lu Ya talk about Lu Jiaoba's abilities in detail. His practice failed to ascend, and he ended up becoming a demon. It really surprised me. But when I heard about his death, I thought of making up for Lu Jiaoba's death. Ya's solution: go into the underworld and bring this person back!"
"I harmed Lu Ya's dearest daughter, and I want to find Lu Ya's siblings! This can be considered as repayment. Besides, Lu Yajiu has such a good heart, he can't do it alone in this world."
She came down to look for Lu Yajiu's brother, Lu Jiaoba.
In the past, Su Jing had guessed countless times as to why the young lady entered the underworld with her Yang body. After much deliberation, she could only sum it up in one sentence: It must be an earth-shattering plot. She could never have imagined it even in her dreams. She came to this world of fierce ghosts and only To 'make up for' the husband.
Such a simple reason.
She was aging faster. After three sentences, another ten years passed, and she was now fifty years old. Her originally plump and red lips shrank, and the corners of her mouth also collapsed. Su Jing's eyes filled with tears. , he watched her grow old with his own eyes.
Qian Xun was talking to himself, ignoring his 'age': "It's just that Lu Jiao's death was too sudden, and I was completely unprepared. I had to start from scratch, and use Shen Shiyuan's secret method to regain the corpse-linking method. I want to enter In the Netherworld, twelve seven-story tower corpses must form an array to clear the way."
"Refining corpses and formations took a lot of time. I was worried, fearing that Lu Jiaoba would be reincarnated, but it was useless to rush about this kind of thing. Later I figured it out. If I go too late, I will chase his reincarnation. Wherever, wherever in this life, and then find a way to restore his memory. No matter what, I will always come to this Netherworld."
"But what I'm most worried about is Lu Yajiu. I'm afraid he won't be able to wait. Years pass so fast, it seems like it was yesterday that Nannan left. Unknowingly, he has reached the end of three thousand years. Fortunately, he has Qingdeng and can continue to live. ."
Three more sentences, Qianxun has aged ten years again. The sixty-year-old woman's eyes are no longer empty, but cloudy. Her eyes are cloudy, and her eyes are the windows to the heart. Not only her body has aged, but her heart has also aged. Heart.
Su Jing couldn't stop crying. The woman who kept getting older as she spoke was so shocked that her heart was filled with grief!
As people get older, problems come with them. Qianxun coughed a few times, managed to stop, took a few deep breaths, and continued her story: "Finally, I refined the corpse demon and opened up the formation. I came to the Netherworld. , there are some differences from what I thought, but this is good. It will be more convenient to do things if we only talk about the sword and not the reason."
"It is not easy to find a wandering soul in the vast world, and it has been many years. But the sword in your hand is sharp, and the road under your feet will be much easier. In the end, I still found it. When Lu Jiao comes, he has not entered reincarnation, but he is not taken away by the Onmyoji like ordinary wandering souls. He comes down, knocks over the ghost and escapes!"
"He is in the Netherworld, but I don't know where he went. It surprised me. But after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no surprise. He is Lu Jiao."
With tears still hanging on his face, Su Jingcuo was stunned. He was the judge now. Although the wandering souls of the Xiu family were not under his control, he probably understood the basic principles:
Cultivators refine their energy, temper their bodies, and gather energy to strengthen their souls. Their souls are far more powerful than ordinary people, but the "wandering souls" who die and enter the netherworld are only the "spiritual wisdom" in the soul, not the entire soul.
Even if you cultivate the soul in the world, it is useless, because what comes down is not the soul. Strictly speaking, the wandering soul is just a ball of 'memory', which is extremely weak. As for practicing again in the netherworld, becoming a fierce person. Damn it, that’s all in the future.
It is absolutely impossible for a "wandering spirit" to defeat a ghost.
Knowing the disciple's doubts, Qian Xun gave an explanation without the need for Su Jing to ask: "From what I can tell, Lu Jiao did not rely on himself. He brought the 'bowl' down. The wandering soul has no power but a magic weapon. Lu Ya told me, His brother refined a treasure bowl into a sword, which is incredibly powerful when activated. With this treasure, defeating a few little brats is nothing."
It was okay not to explain, but after the explanation, Su Jing became even more confused.
It must be understood that Master Lu Jiaoba did not break through the world like Qian Xun and Su Jing. He died and the Tao disappeared! How could he bring the magic weapon from his lifetime into the netherworld?
A wandering spirit comes with a sword? This is even more incredible than Lu Jiaoba killing ghosts with his bare hands.
But Qianxun's knowledge only ends there. If he wants to know the truth completely, he can't find Lu Jiaoba.
"Looking for Wandering Soul Lu Jiao is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, his bowl is special, so I started looking for the bowl. I went wherever there was a bowl. I tried to capture Si Yue alive because I heard that he had a bowl." Looking at it, Qian Xun frowned: "It's just different from the world of the earth. There are quite a lot of 'bowls' in the Netherworld."
The old woman kept talking and aging, with gray hair and chicken skin, and gray spots on her face. Su Jing saw it and her heart trembled.
From sixty to seventy, from seventy to eighty-year-old, and then she becomes too old and loses her appearance. Her skin and flesh seem to have shrunk, and her body is hunched. She is still leaning on the branch, a small and dry mass, looking like a faded old woman.
After the story was finished, the old woman slowly closed her eyes, panting lightly, and all her good years left her between breaths! Suddenly, Qianxun began to cough.
One after another, it was suffocating and laborious, and the skinny hands waved stubbornly, preventing Su Jing and the three corpses from coming forward to help.
This is her old age and her cough. Qianxun doesn't want anyone else to help her!
Her body twitched, and her thin shoulders were so high that they almost stabbed her cheek. After a moment, a mouthful of thick blood coughed out of her mouth!
It's not fishy or smelly, but it overflows with blood that has a strong bitter taste.
She kept coughing, twitching, and vomiting blood, which even gave people the illusion that the blood she coughed up was more than the blood contained in her body! She cried into tears while holding flowers, and thunderous His eyes were filled with sadness.
The three corpses all flew up the tree, but because Qian Xun sent several sword energy around them, they couldn't get close!
Nian Hua gritted his teeth in anxiety and reached out to grab Su Jing's sleeve: "Find a way quickly!"
Instead of taking action, Su Jing stretched out his hand and raised a gust of wind, which swept the three corpses away from the tree. After landing, they continued to step back ten feet without stopping.
Chimu was furious: "Su Qiangqiang, what are you doing!"
Su Jing shook his head solemnly: "Wait quietly and don't disturb her anymore, otherwise it will be counterproductive." After saying that, he knelt down towards the big tree where Qian Xun was standing. He didn't move a little or say a word. The three corpses didn't kneel down. Everyone was anxious, walking back and forth behind Su Jing. The dense branches and leaves blocked their view of Qian Xun, and the loud coughs clearly hit the eardrums, making people unbearably anxious!
After a long while, Su Jing suddenly said: "Stop and listen!"
The three corpses immediately pinned themselves to the ground and did not dare to move. They even held their breaths and listened carefully. They still coughed, but there was no change. Akame was the most impatient and couldn't bear it after listening to a few times. He paused and said, "I'm still coughing, I can't stop it!"
Lei Dong was much calmer, as if he heard something, Dao Tiaozi showed joy on his face: "You are younger, your voice has changed, listen carefully!"
What I heard was that the coughing sound was slowly becoming louder and clearer from being hoarse and weak, from aging and desolate. Although the cough was full of pain, it was clear that her voice was returning to youth little by little.
What you can't see is a cough, a sound of blood, and then a few days or a few months? It's hard to tell for a while, but if you accumulate it and check it, you can see with joy: she is coming back, and those years that were lost due to sadness are leaving her body in bitterness. , return to Qianxun’s body again!
Akame listened in rapt attention, and unknowingly he grinned widely, looking stupidly happy; Nianhua cried even harder, for fear of disturbing his wife, he didn't dare to make too much noise, so he held it in, held it in, The crying was choked up and turned into a hum that was louder and smaller, rising and falling.
Lei Dong knelt down next to Su Jing, stretched himself up a long distance from his body, and waited quietly.
After a long time, finally, the breeze blew past the woman in the yellow skirt, and she jumped out of the branches and leaves, landing in front of Su Jing.
Black hair hangs down like a waterfall, and her face is filled with coolness and indifference. Her eyes are bright and there is no trace of emptiness. The blood stains around her mouth are wiped clean. There is still a thin layer of blood remaining on her lips, but it makes her lips more vivid. She is in her early twenties. Qianxun returned to Su Jing's eyes.
"Today is Qi Tong'er's birthday, the hundredth birthday, the twenty-sixth century." Qian Xun said calmly, looking at Su Jingcheng and nodding: "Thank you very much. The twenty-sixth time is the most relaxing one."
On the 100th birthday of her beloved daughter, how will the mother feel and how desolate will Qianxun feel? Since the little baby left, she will face this "heartache" every hundred years.
From the perspective of spiritual practice, this is an obstacle, a 'demonic obstacle' that reincarnates once in a hundred years; for Qian Xun, it is a huge torment.
The unbearable pain, hurting the body and making it even more sad!
Hao Duan suddenly mentioned the past events between himself and Lu Yajiu. It was impossible for Qian Xun to do so because of Qian Xun's temperament. This happened only because today is Qi Tong'er's 100th birthday, and today is Qian Xun's century-old obstacle.
Because of the confession, breaking the barrier today hurts more than the previous twenty-five times;
Because of her talk, the twenty-sixth 'Hundred Year Barrier' hurt Qian Xun much less than every previous time. But even so, her steps were still a little frivolous. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, The novel is better and updated faster!)