There have always been very few ghost cultivators in the world of cultivation. It is very difficult for a living person or a soul to become a ghost cultivator.
If the soul body has no physical attachment and no magical treasure to support it, it will slowly weaken until it disappears.
The same goes for the souls of mortals. Most of them have been reincarnated, but there are also a few who have been killed in accidents. Of course, some have turned into ghosts.
"That male cultivator doesn't look like a ghost cultivator." Gu Qingxi thought for a while. The man's shining white light, warm breath, and gentle smile didn't look like a ghost cultivator.
"Then there are souls that have not been reincarnated." Liao Kong said thoughtfully, "The monks who died in the secret realm will be reincarnated here immediately when the secret realm is opened. When did this soul body die?"
In the last sentence, Liao Kong was just subconsciously doubting, not asking everyone.
Because I’m afraid no one can answer this question.
Gu Qingxi did not speak anymore, but carefully recalled what happened in the "dream" just now.
What did the man with different eyes tell her at the end?
Rain, fog, red.
Is it a warning that something is wrong with this secret realm?
Or do you want to find his bones, take him out to bury him, let his soul return, and then reincarnate?
"The rain has stopped." Murong Yi looked outside the cave and said softly.
"The damn rain has finally stopped and the fog has dispersed. Will it corrode my spiritual power now?" Yin Junrong complained angrily.
"But what should we do next? Do we really have to stay here for four months?" Qu Yian walked to the entrance of the cave and looked up at the sky in the distance. The sky had begun to clear up, and there was no sign that it had rained just now.
Only the ground outside the cave and the leaves were wet, showing that it had rained here just now.
"But I don't want to practice in seclusion here for four months. Then isn't it pointless for me to come to the secret realm to practice?" Yin Junrong muttered.
Gu Qingxi was thinking about the last red color that appeared in the "dream". It seemed to be a place.
Fiery red...
Could it be Hongye Lake? Could it be that?
What did the man with different eyes want to remind her?
Gu Qingxi thought of the many swords at the bottom of Hongye Lake, and she couldn't help but wonder if there was any relationship between the two.
Gu Qingxi thought of this, stood up, and said to Murong Yi: "Fellow Taoist Murong, the red patch I saw last seems to be a place. I want to go to Hongye Lake to see it again."
"Actually, I'm a little concerned about Hongye Lake." Murong Yi said. She turned to look at Yin Junrong, "Junior brother, can you try to absorb spiritual power again?"
Yin Junrong obediently began to meditate.
After a while, he opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Yes, it can! Although it's a little slow and a little difficult, but it can indeed be done."
When Gu Qingxi heard this, he frowned.
Can you regain your spiritual power now?
Is it really because of rain and fog that Yin Junrong was unable to recover his spiritual power before?
It stands to reason that Yin Junrong's current state is a good thing, and it seems to be confirmed that the reason for the inability to absorb spiritual power is the rain and fog, but Gu Qingxi still felt that something was wrong.
"Is there any problem? Can it really absorb spiritual energy?" Murong Yi asked worriedly.
"No problem." Yin Junrong nodded and said, "Then can we leave here and continue to investigate in the secret realm?"
Before Murong Yi could answer, Gu Qingxi spoke: "Fellow Taoist Murong, I want to discuss this with you. You guys will stay here while I go to Hongye Lake to have a look."
"No!" Several voices said in unison.
How could Feng Xiatian and Kong be assured that Gu Qingxi would investigate on her own.
Murong Yi felt that it would be safer for her to go together.
"I guess you won't find any problems if you go there. Because I am the only one who practices spirituality. I always feel that this secret realm has a big problem. I will go explore it myself, and you guys wait here. This jade plate is for you, and the spiritual soul is placed on the back.
You can contact me by using a stone or injecting spiritual power yourself." Gu Qingxi took out the "upgraded walkie-talkie" made by Xue Mingbai and handed it to Feng Xiantian.
This thing made by Xue Mingbai is similar to a video phone. This upgraded version of the jade plate increases the transmission distance and reduces the consumption of spiritual stones.
According to Xue Mingbai, the reason why this thing can communicate so far across the air is that many small formations similar to teleportation formations are carved into the jade plate, and the function of the shadow stone is also integrated into it.
I don’t know how well Xue Mingbai’s weapon cultivation is going now, but as a formation master, he must be a genius.
Seeing that Gu Qingxi had made such a decision, Feng Xiatian wanted to say something else, so she pulled Feng Xiatian's arm.
Of all the people present, even Gu Qingxi made people feel uneasy, so there was really no one here who could make people feel safe going out alone.
"Fellow Taoist Murong, please stay here for now. And if possible, I want you to record how long it has been since the last rain, how long it lasted, and how much it rained." Gu Qingxi felt this.
There are doubts everywhere in the secret realm, so I want Murong Yi and the others to record it in more detail and then analyze it.
"No problem. But is it really okay for you to go by yourself?" Murong Yi's brows were a little worried, "You can bring someone else with you. Just leave one person behind to protect my junior brother and fellow Daoist Qu."
Gu Qingxi once again affirmed that there was no problem with the answer, and Murong Yi did not speak again.
In this way, Gu Qingxi went down the mountain alone and walked towards Hongye Lake along the same route.
However, Gu Qingxi met a few people halfway.
Qi Fengming and several monks from the Qi family.
Seeing the cold expression on Qi Fengming's delicate and handsome face, as well as the monks from the Qi family with evil eyes, Gu Qingxi raised her eyebrows slightly.
It’s really a narrow road between enemies.
So, this battle is inevitable?
Several monks from the Qi family felt excited and happy when they saw Gu Qingxi alone.
Unexpectedly, I met Gu Qingxi who was alone. This was a good opportunity to eliminate Gu Qingxi!
Qi Fengming knew that it might not be that easy to eradicate Gu Qingxi.
Gu Qingxi is very powerful and possesses a magical weapon. All the Qi family disciples around her are no match for her.
He had the reincarnation stone given by the fortune teller in his hand, and it would only be effective if he used it on her unexpectedly.
When Gu Qingxi saw Qi Fengming and the four Qi family disciples beside him, he couldn't help but wonder if the Qi family also had a magic weapon similar to the black rope?
Otherwise, these people would not be able to gather around Qi Fengming so quickly.
"Fellow Daoist Gu." Qi Fengming bowed his hands politely. His magnanimous look was very pleasing to the eye.
"This kid is so fake. What are you pretending to be? I wanted to destroy you before in the ring, but now this attitude is definitely deceitful! Master, you must not believe him." Wan Ling screamed when he saw this.
opened.
Wan Ling hurriedly added: "This kind of hypocritical villain has deep intentions and pretends to be brilliant, but he may actually stab you in the back at any time. Don't believe him."
Seeing Qi Fengming bowing his hands in salute, Gu Qingxi just sneered: "Fight!"
She pulled out the sword in her hand and pointed it at Qi Fengming's face.
She didn't want to talk nonsense with Qi Fengming at all, and naturally she didn't believe that Qi Fengming met her here. She just wanted to say hello to her politely!