The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

   Chapter 1175 Forget Chuan! I understand, this is the fun of husband and wife [2 more]

  ”……”

  A word, let the surroundings fall silent.

King Qin Guang, who finally broke free from the pain of the soul, only felt that he had heard the big joke, which was extremely funny: “You know? You still met with Lord Ksitigarbha? This kind of big talk, you are shy. How thick is it to tell?”

  As soon as he finished speaking, there was a very clear blasting sound from the soul. The shock caused King Qin Guang to break an arm, and even the soul was also transparent.

  Cui Jue was taken aback: “Yan Jun!”

  Jun Muqian kicked up and looked fiercely in his eyes: “One more curse, I will tear down your soul little by little.”

  Qin Guang Wang’s body trembled abruptly, and the pain made him almost unable to speak.

  He abandoned his physical body and purely cultivated the soul. His beheaded arm will not cause any defects in his body, but will lose a part of the soul.

  It takes at least one hundred thousand years to reconsolidate this part of the soul!

   “Brother, please look at them first.” Jun Muqian thought for a while, and said to Monkey King, “I have something to do.”

   “It’s easy to talk.” Monkey King waved his hand, “Without the magic weapon, the underground palace is just a decoration. Go ahead and do it for you.”

  Jun Muqian said again: “Okay, Nezha is still dealing with the King of Equality and the others, please come and help me.”

  Sun Wukong still nodded, lazily.

  Jun Muqian looked at Ying Zizhen, held her wrist bone, and said, “Follow me, let’s go here.”

  Ying Ziyan nodded, did not refuse.

   Watching the two leave, Qingdai and Cui Jue looked at each other.

   “Can the book of life and death really be restored?” Qingdai curled her eyebrows. “Although I think this is possible, it doesn’t feel so simple.”

“Then you don’t look at me, I don’t even know.” Cui Jue wiped his sweat and spread his hands. “Do you think I’m using the life and death book for hundreds of thousands of years? That’s the life and death book. Using me.”

  Indigo’s mouth twitched and stood up silently.

  Cui Jue saw it and called out: “Hey, Xiaoqing, where are you going?”

  Qingdai’s expressionless face: “Back to Naihe Bridge, the book of life and death is ruined, and the six reincarnations will be unstable. It is very likely that they will be closed suddenly. I will go and stabilize.”

“Oh—” Cui Jue suddenly realized, “I see, you are looking for Xiaobai, right? He is restless, you have to pay close attention to him, if he sees a good-looking soul, I guess he will go back. Well, then you can just…”

  Before I finished speaking, there was a pain in my feet.

   “Cui Jue, don’t worry.” Qingdai sneered, “Wait for me to develop a new Mengpo soup, let you drink a bucket.”

  Cui Jue: “…”

  **

Jun Muqian took Ying Zijin to a place where there was no one, and set up the barrier, then asked in a low voice: “What’s the matter, why did you meet the Ksitigarbha? The Qingmei said that Ksitigarbha should now I don’t know my identity yet.”

   “Well, he was right.” Ying Zijin said indifferently, “So I don’t know who the Ksitigarbha King is. I only figured out that he was in Infernal Hell and had a message with him.”

  Jun Mu lightly heard the words, and tightened his eyebrows: “In other words, the seal of the Ksitigarbha King is being broken step by step, but it is still unstable, occasionally awake, and occasionally lost?”

“Yes, not right.” Ying Zijin replied, “Because of his incomplete power, he sometimes has memories and sometimes no memories. By luck, during the period of time when he has memories, I asked How to restore life and death.”

   “Insufficiency of power?” Jun Muqian was startled, “How about insufficiency of power? But because he was injured in Infinite Hell?”

  Yingziyan raised his eyebrows slightly: “Ksitigarbha has a mount, you forgot?”

  Jun Muqian blurted out: “It’s true listening!”

  ”Ting Ting has part of the Ksitigarbha’s luck, so his own strength is insufficiency.” Ying Ziying downplayed, “So, you must also find out the truth.”

“The Ksitigarbha is so deep, he must have used the way of prophecy to erase the traces of true listening.” Jun Muqian frowned, “It’s not easy to find, but this is not the first thing. The first thing is to restore the life and death book first. .”

  The Ksitigarbha King is incomplete and cannot come out on his own. For her or for the prehistoric, it is necessary to restore his life and death records.

  She looked up: “Ki Zang also encountered something that would destroy the book of life and death?”

   Ying Zijin was silent for a moment: “Yes, we all foresee it.”

  No matter how she calculates, she has encountered all the possibilities of the tens of thousands and hundreds of millions in the future, and the result is that the life and death book is destroyed without exception.

  This is an unchangeable future. No matter how it is done, it cannot be reversed, but it can only be made up afterwards.

   Jun Muqian rubbed his eyebrows: “Sometimes I envy you and I can know what I just look at, but sometimes I feel sorry for you because it’s too tiring.”

  It is true that the unknown is scary for people, but everything can be foreseen, but it is a shackle that can never be removed.

   “What do you say about this.” Ying Zijin shook his head, “Ksitigarbha told me that if you want to restore the life and death book, you must go to the bottom of the Forget River.”

   “It seems that Wang Chuan is really related to the King of Ksitigarbha.” Jun Mu was thoughtful, “but I really don’t want to look at that color.”

  She lifted her leg and walked away, and asked as she walked: “Where to get down to the bottom of Wangchuan River?”

  ”Then go down and watch again.” Ying Zijin said, “I only exchanged such a sentence with the Ksitigarbha, and he lost his memory again.”

  Jun Muqian: “…”

   “Let’s go.” She thought for a while, “We passed through the Naihe Bridge. Although Bai Wuchang is not reliable, we can barely rely on it.”

  ”Okay.” Ying Zizhen tilted her head, her phoenix eyes were gleaming, cold and cool, “I will listen to you today.”

   “You succumbed so easily?” Jun Mu asked slightly, “Unlike you, with your temperament, shouldn’t you fight with me and fight for the right to speak?”

  嬴子衿: “Lazy.”

  ”……”

It is also when Jun Muqian and Shadow are walking towards the Naihe Bridge, Bai Wuchang is standing on the Naihe Bridge, yelling: “One person has a bowl, one person has a bowl, not a lot of drinks, whoever dares to drink more of the impermanence Turn someone into a manjusawa and send it to the garden of the dead old woman hehe.”

  After experiencing a devastating wandering soul, her complexion was bitter and her calf trembled. After the Mengpo soup that Bai Wuchang handed over dried up, Sa Yazi ran away, fearing that she would be turned into a flower.

  The wandering soul behind is desolate, Master Meng, when will you come back?

   “Xie Bian!” An angry shout came, “You just want to die!”

  Bai Wuchang was still smiling and drinking soup from the wandering souls, suddenly hearing his name, his legs fell soft and fell: “I rely on…”

  Indigo was so angry, she stepped forward and lifted him up: “Is there anyone who looks at the bridge like this?”

   “What do you think?” Bai Wuchang grinned and said with confidence, “You must not bully me, I will tell you, if you bully me, I will tell…Hey! Grandma, grandma, are you here?”

  Qingdai was taken aback, turned around and looked around, and found that the purple-clothed woman was indeed behind them: “Senior?”

   “You are…” Jun Muqian looked at them for two seconds, and then suddenly, “I understand, you are busy and you are busy, I will go to the river next.”

  Indigo: “…”

  Bai Wuchang yelled, “No! Grandma, I don’t know her, really.”

   “I understand, I understand.” Jun Muqian gave a look in the person who came over, “Sentimental, this is the love of husband and wife, go away, you will slowly cultivate your relationship.”

  After speaking, she and Ying Zijin entered the Wangchuan River together.

  The primordial spirit of the two is strong, and they are not afraid of the Wangchuan River that corrupts the soul.

  Bai Wuchang was sluggish for two seconds, and was sorrowful: “I blame you, you have ruined my reputation as a good wife!”

  Indigo huh twice: “Just go away.”

  She kicked Bai Wuchang, walked to the soup pot with Meng Po, patted the soup ladle, and said coldly: “Next, who dares to take a bite of the old lady and kill anyone.”

  Wandering souls: “…”

  Can they not reincarnate?

  **

  Today, half of the color of the Wangchuan River has returned to its original **** yellow, and it spans half an underworld, crisscrossing a long river of millions of miles.

  Jun Muqian thought that Wangchuan River was very shallow, but he did not expect to swim for an hour before he could barely see the bottom.

  After another stick of incense, they only touched the ground.

   “There is no breath of life.” Jun Muqian felt it, “It’s a dead river.”

“Except for you and me, King Qin Guang and the others will not go down to Wangchuan.” Ying Zijin faintly curled his lips. “Because they think there is a curse here. Once they enter, they will be driven into the bottom of the Wangchuan River. .”

   “But in fact, there is no curse, but they really can’t come down. This Forgetting River swallows ordinary wandering souls and also devours the memories of the gods.”

  Indigo Naturalis: Which flavor of Mengpo soup would you like to drink with apple flavor, strawberry flavor and chocolate flavor?

  That’s right=w=Today is a super gentleman

  (End of this chapter)