In the darkness, Zhuanyang passed the golden elixir to Peng Yu and used Haotian's divine power to help him transform the elixir energy.

The colorful misty air flowed in Peng Yu's body, and the chest that broke into a big hole was repairing little by little.

"There is a door! The Taoist Ancestor's Golden Pill really works!" Zhuanyang was ecstatic and arranged Peng Yu in a meditative position, and began to solve the power of destruction in his body.

That is the secret technique created by Yunyang Hou's reference to the extermination of the sky fire, which is dedicated to the universe, heaven and earth, and the attributes of the universe. Under the destruction of this force, the cells of the Qiankun immortal body completely necrotic, leaving only the pure power of destruction.

Zhuanyang circulates the power of Haotian, pushing the power of the Taoist Ancestor Golden Pill to moisten the cells, and breaking out the power of destruction bit by bit. At the same time, the power of Qiankun revives in the cells again, connecting them together, and reactivates the Pangu Realm.

...

In Hunyuan Palace, the Linghuang sighed quietly.

"Everything is expected, I knew that the boy from the Zhuansun family would choose this way."

For eight hundred years of love and hate, he knew the character of that family very well. Those who were valued and protected by them would protect them at all costs.

Emotion is their biggest weakness.

It is precisely because of his love that he forced Gao Xuan to death, pave the way for his son, and stabilize the Kunwu clan's imperial throne.

After all, I am still the Kunxuan who likes to plot against people's hearts.

The Spirit Emperor watched Zhuanyang's actions and closed his eyes silently.

...

I don’t know how long it has passed, Zhuanyang felt an extra breath in the darkness.

Zhuanyang took his pulse and said happily: "You boy, you owe me a big debt this time. If you don't pay back the debt, don't try to pat your butt and leave in your life."

But after waiting for a while, Peng Yu did not wake up.

Zhuanyang tried to check the soul, but in the end he had no choice.

When practicing martial arts to the highest level, the soul and the body are combined, and there is no distinction between them. However, immortals leave their bodies and separate their spirits, and the yang gods travel thousands of miles.

Although the true spirit of the soul that was wiped out by Zhuanyun was also restored by the Taoist Ancestor's Golden Pill, it was not in the body.

"His soul left? Now?"

The soul escapes, where can I go? Go home directly?

Zhuanyang frowned and checked again. Suddenly, his vision was dazed and he saw a hazy white figure wandering in the sea of ​​flowers.

The sound of gurgling water came from my ears, and then I saw the black ring at the bottom of the water.

He is there!

Thanking the immortals of Qiankun, Zhuanyang carried Peng Yu on his back and walked deep into the cave.

...

"Will we do this?"

"Authentic, the plan of the younger generation is feasible. But even if you want to follow his plan, you should not kill variables, but send them back to your hometown."

"But I think that the plan was too long and there would be many accidents."

"But no matter what, people should be saved, right? At least during the Great Evil Tribulation, send this child away. After all, he is a descendant of Qiankun Sect."

"We will bring him over and naturally send him away and reunite with his relatives."

...

Zhuanyang walked in the depths of the dark and deep cave with Peng Yu, whose body temperature gradually increased.

Finally, he heard the surging sound of water, and a wide underground river appeared in front of him.

In the dark underground environment, with the faint light projected from nowhere, we can see the shimmering river surface.

"Walking from the underground river? Is it a legend of the goddess of Wangxiang?"

According to legend, the "ship light ceremony" in the world communicates with the hometown. If paper boats are sent into any waterway, they can reach the "Hometown" and the "Hometown Goddess" realize their wishes.

As Zhuansun clan, Zhuanyang knew the meaning behind this legend.

The clothes of the mysterious bird, the goddess of the hometown, aren’t the great-grandmother and grandmother referring to behind it?

Seeing the underground river, he suddenly understood why he had pulled Awan to find so many rivers, but he could not find Gan Erjie.

Because that ring is not in the world at all, but in the water of "looking at home".

"If his soul goes to Wangxiang along the waterway, then"

Zhuanyang temporarily placed Peng Yu in a safe place on the edge of the underground river. He dug a stone boat and went to Wangxiang alone.

...

The wonderful use of the Taoist Ancestor's golden elixir made Peng Yu's primordial spirit reshape and float on the secluded water.

"This is"

Recalling the last moment of his life, Peng Yu looked shocked and angry: "Zhuanyun, you deserve to die!"

For the first time, Peng Yu felt the fierce murderous intent that surged in his soul.

Since you have had all your friendship for many years, you can take revenge without any scruples!

No one can save him!

But when I thought about it, looking at my current situation, Peng Yu's anger was relieved again: "I'm dead, right?"

He didn't know why the soul was safe, but at this moment he couldn't connect with the body, and even the natal world could not sense it.

Now he is more like a high-quality ghost.

"Is this the ghost world?"

Peng Yu floated in the secluded water and finally came to a jade platform.

On the stage was a goddess in white, facing her back to her, looking at the gorgeous aurora in the distance.

The gorgeous and magnificent aurora is constantly moving, bringing a hint of brightness to the dark world.

He wanted to ask the goddess, but suddenly he was attracted by the aurora and slowly floated forward.

What a familiar scene!

The water-blue planet, the rooster-shaped map, and the city you are familiar with.

Peng Yu could not suppress his surging heart. Indeed, Zhuanyun killed him, his heart was filled with anger and resentment, and he was full of revenge.

But with the obsession with returning home, everything else has to be left behind.

Can you go home after death?

He floated forward quickly.

"Another companion? Death is unfortunate, but returning home is happy."

Peng Yu suddenly looked back and looked at the woman in white on the platform.

He is cold and elegant, and looks like Mi Luo, but there is a irreconcilable sorrow on his face.

Looking at her, Peng Yu understood her identity.

"Mrs. said, is the way home?"

"Yes, my feet are located under my feet. You can see my hometown and the world here, which is a magical artifact that I have created in the second half of my life. And then ahead, through the cracks between time and space, you can return to your hometown. Many people who come to Wangxiang eventually come to Wangxiang and go home through Wangxiangtai."

"Then madam, you"

Peng Yu's speech came to an abrupt end.

He saw the chains under Mrs. Yunyang's feet.

The dark red chains tied her tightly to Wangxiangtai. She could only look at her hometown and miss her, but could not take a step back.

"Recruiting resentment? This is a chain formed by the most pure and pure mind power."

Peng Yu remembered that Emperor Ling once said that the biggest curse in this world is emotion.

Any curse requires emotions as a medium. The stronger the curse, the more powerful it needs to mobilize powerful emotions.

Obviously, it was Zhuanyan's persistence that Mrs. Yunyang was bound here.

"My junior, congratulations." Mrs. Yunyang congratulated her with no sorrow or joy, and continued to look at the aurora in the sky.

Peng Yu also looked at the aurora with his eyes extremely hot.

He saw himself. It was a ward, surrounded by greeting cards of blessings and countless paper cranes. Two of his favorite orchids were placed on the shelf by the window.

My body was lying on the hospital bed, hanging with a drip and carrying an oxygen hood.

More than two months have passed since I was sleeping!

Looking at Peng Yu rushing into the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, a hint of envy appeared on Mrs. Yunyang's face.

Since creating this magical artifact, she has watched one descendants return to her hometown. However, she can only stay here, staring at the illusion of her hometown, unable to move forward and retreat.

Whenever I think of this, endless hatred surges in my heart.

...
To be continued...