I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!

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Bai Qiuran let go, Tang Zhouxie’s body covered in blood fell on the altar, and the blood ran down the ground.

He turned around, dusted off the body, and then looked at the two hundred virgins, civil and military officials, and Crown Princess Tang Ruowei who was still standing in place.

The girl stared at him blankly, and Bai Qiuran wiped the blood from his hands after thinking, and showed her a harmless to humans and animals smile.

“Stop evil, do all evil.”

He pointed to the corpse beside him and said:

“He was the first to let people do it.”

“I know.”

Tang Ruowei nodded his head blankly.

“wu!”

At this time, next to Bai Qiuran, the Imperial Preceptor Fu Qianqiu standing on the edge of the altar suddenly clutched his head and let out a painful grunt, a moment later , The emperor of Shangxuan Country also groaned holding head.

It seems that when Tang Zhouxie died, the sorcery that was used on their bodies to control the heart disappeared without the caster, and the cultivation base of the Imperial Preceptor and Emperor Shangxuan were the highest, so the most Wake up first.

But those thousands of soldiers are different. In order to increase their battle strength, Tang Zhouxie used another method. Already transformed them into something like corpse soldiers, so Bai Qiuran killed them. There is no psychological pressure.

His this is actually convenient for Bai Qiuran. Although he can also be killed by forcibly breaking through with a gas mask, when the time comes, there must be many entanglements.

Tang Zhouxie transformed these soldiers into human yet not human, ghost yet not a ghost stuff. The process cannot be reversed. It is better to kill them and let them go to Samsara as soon as possible.

“Imperial Father!”

Seeing Emperor Shangxuan holding his head, he seemed to be awake, Tang Ruowei hurried to the altar and supported him.

“Are you okay?”

“Why do my head hurt so much?”

Emperor Shangxuan shook his head and said:

“I remember that I was offering sacrifices to the sky, what happened afterwards?”

“It’s like this…”

Tang Ruowei began to introduce the story to his own Imperial Father. While Bai Qiuran each minding their own business has escaped into the ground. He still has things to do. Those innocent people who were captured by Sima Yingbo and others for Tang Zhouxie to build the formation, their souls are still tied to the soil under the altar. In the formation, there is no liberation.

As soon as he entered the cavity in this formation, Bai Qiuran’s nose smelled a pungent bloody smell. In Spirit Vision, all the slaughtered people gathered towards him. They His facial features are like melted wax figures, and his eyes and mouth have turned into black lacquer voids, looking exceptionally painful and terrifying.

Bai Qiuran stepped on, unmatched true qi pouring, ruining the formation on the ground that bound their freedom, and then pinched the Secret Technique to begin to transcend these souls.

However, his transcending method is different from the transcending method of Heavenly Sacred Buddha Gate. Those big bald heads weave bridges with scriptures to cleanse the resentment qi for these souls and connect the other shore, but In this way, after soul escaped into Ghost World, it had to wait a long time to complete the procedures because it did not enter through the formal channel from Yin Messenger. Bai Qiuran is much simpler. His method is to some extent a direct call to sound an alarm and ask the police to deal with it.

After playing a few runes out, Bai Qiuran stopped. Two minutes later, a crisp watchman’s clapper sound that only dying people like him can hear, from far to near, in the sky came over slowly.

In the vast nothingness, there is a dark road winding and stretching, and then Bai Qiuran saw the silhouette of Xue Ling, his old acquaintance, slowly consolidating from nothingness, towards him Come.

Yin Messenger is still the dead face with no expression. He took the watchman’s clapper back with his stern face and asked:

“Bai Qiuran, why is it calling me to cast a spell?”

“Here.”

Bai Qiuran raised his head in the direction of the ghosts gathered in this hollow, because With the arrival of Yin Messenger, these ghosts instinctively felt a kind of fear.

“These souls, your work is here.”

Xue Ling swept the soul over there, lightly frowned.

“So many people who have not reached the end of their lives in the Life and Death Book, what did your Demon Cultivator of this World do?”

“It’s still the same, Killing, taking blood, constraining the soul, and then preparing to practice.”

Bai Qiuran replied:

“But that guy killed me, soul, you don’t need to search again. “

“humph.”

Xue Ling snorted coldly, but didn’t say anything. Demon Cultivator like Tang Zhouxie, who did too much and hurt the sky and things, was They seized it and sent it to Avici Hell, where he was tortured until soul and was wiped out. Bai Qiuran beat him soul flies away and scatters, which to some extent saved Ghost World’s effort.

Yin Messenger began to work in an orderly manner. He took out the iron chains. Originally, it looked like Seizing Soul Chains with only one arm length, but they could stretch indefinitely. Xue Ling took all the ghost wrists here. They were tied up and lined up in a row, while Bai Qiuran was watching the whole process.

At the end, he asked:

“Hey, this time, can I write a sum in your karmic virtue book?”

“That’s it.”

Xue Ling tightened the chain in his hand and replied:

“But you have repeatedly escaped the guilt of life span restrictions, don’t think you can It’s so easy to pay off.”

“Hmm, I know.”

Bai Qiuran nodded and said.

He doesn’t have a lot of debt anyway, and Chaodu Soul never thought of using these to offset his record in Ghost World.

Xue Ling lined up all the ghosts into a long dragon and stood on the trail that stretched out of nothingness. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he looked at Bai Qiuran and said:

“By the way, Bai Qiuran, you…”

“What am I?”

Bai Qiuran touched his head and asked in confusion.

“No, it’s nothing.”

Xue Ling retracted his gaze, pulled the iron chain in his hand, and then took out a paper lantern from nowhere. The lantern radiated A glimmer of light illuminates this path in the void.

“Let’s go, all come with me.”

The cold watchman’s clapper echoed in the darkness, accompanied by a burst of sound coming from nowhere, as if Wudi sang softly, the green-faced Ghost Messenger with a long line of ghosts slowly walked into the void, disappeared.

“Hey, how do you say it is cut off.”

Bai Qiuran is still thinking about the hesitant and silent manner before Xue Ling, but can’t think of it What can he say to himself.

He had to clapped hands, whispered:

“mental illness.”

He escaped from the soil, and his body emerged from the solid ground of the tomb. But before he stood firm, he heard someone yelling next to him.

“Come out! He is out!”

Bai Qiuran turned his head and found that Emperor Shangxuan and Imperial Preceptor were pointing in his direction excitedly, and Tang Ruowei next to him was full His face flushed and pulled the corner of his Imperial Father’s clothes. All the civil and military officials present seemed to be already awake, and they are currently making a circle with Bai Qiuran as the origin, watching him emerging from the ground together.

Bai Qiuran stood up and looked at them speechlessly, while Tang Ruowei coughed and reminded in a low voice:

“Imperial Father, manners, manners!”

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“Hmm.”

Emperor Shangxuan coughed softly and concealed his lost self-control. He thought, and then hesitated to Bai Qiuran cupped one hand in the other across the chest.

“Immortal Elder, this time, many thanks Immortal Elder set out a helping hand, I am representing thousands of people in Shangxuan Country, thank you for your kindness.”

“Well, It doesn’t matter.”

Bai Qiuran waved his hand.

“You guys play slowly, I’m going to leave.”

“Huh? Immortal Elder, at least let me be grateful for Immortal Elder’s great favor!”

Emperor Shangxuan shouted to him.

“No, you can’t give me what I want.”

“Then, at least let me host a dinner for Immortal Elder.”

” I don’t want to eat.”

Bai Qiuran refused decisively, and then he waved to the Imperial Preceptor Fu Qianqiu:

“The Imperial Preceptor over there, I have something to ask you. Ask, you handle the matter here first, I will come to you later.”