For three days and three nights, Feng Xiu and others dug in the black desert, but nothing but quicksand was still quicksand. The so-called secret realm of the Great Formation of Gods seemed to have never appeared before. It was just the quicksand next to the Green Lake, with a little spiritual energy.
There was no fluctuation, let alone the shadow of Qin Liuxi.
No, not to mention her shadow, not even her soul, even if everyone works together to summon it, they can't be summoned.
Teng Zhao was like crazy. Regardless of everyone's objections, he broke open the ghost door and forced his way in. He didn't believe that the master was really gone.
He didn't believe it.
Little Ginseng cried like a ginseng and dragged him tightly, saying: "If her soul is still in the underworld, why can't she be summoned? She saved the world and the people, even if she died, she deserved it.
Return to heaven, not to the earth."
Teng Zhao's eyes were red: "What if she just lost a little bit of her soul and couldn't hear the call? What if she got lost?"
Little Ginseng was startled and felt heartbroken. He did not believe that the Great Demon King was gone forever, but the fact was the fact. She sacrificed her soul to the heaven and the common people in exchange for the vitality of the world.
Now that this life is full of life, she must be...
The little ginseng howled, squatted on the ground, buried its head and cried.
The golden rat emerged from the ground with a head of quicksand on its head, and squatted beside it, wiggling, without saying a word.
It couldn't find any trace of that person, whether it was physical body or soul.
It's like she never existed.
But it has clearly been blessed by her.
The golden rat hugged its paws and buried its head in its chest. A drop of golden tear fell and disappeared into the quicksand.
Teng Zhao turned around and walked towards the Ghost Gate. However, before he could enter, a gust of wind blew out from inside, and Wei Xie walked out of the Ghost Gate.
He was still wearing a long gown, with a cow's head on his head and a flower in his hair, but the color of the flower was not the pink peony of the past, but a small white camellia.
Everyone looked over, why did the bull head appear here?
Wei Xie returned to his former self, looked at Teng Zhao and said, "Don't go."
Teng Zhao's heart sank.
Wei Xie had no expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "The red lotus karma fire in the underworld has gone out."
He went to the Karma Fire Hell with his own eyes, and even grabbed the book of life and death from the judge's hand, trying to find the person, but there was none, not at all.
She does not exist in this world!
Everyone's expressions changed after hearing this.
The red lotus karma fire is extinguished. What does this mean? It means that the fire is really gone.
A sadness spread, which was even more painful than seeing Qin Liuxi sacrifice with his own eyes. In the past three days, they still looked for it with some hope, but the fire of karma was extinguished, that is, the fire was not there.
Teng Zhao seemed to have lost his soul and knelt on the ground, looking at the quicksand with a pale expression on his face.
Qingyuan wiped the tears from his eyes, bowed to all the surviving monks, and said: "Fellow Taoists, please come back. The evil ghost no longer exists, and the world is settled. All Taoist friends, including those who have died, have disappeared."
, all have immeasurable merits and are great good deeds. However, in the world of common people, people’s hearts are unpredictable, and evil spirits will breed. In this world, we still have to rely on fellow Taoists to punish evil spirits and defend the Tao, so there is no need to stay here for a long time.”
"Fellow Taoist Qingyuan, if you don't ask for the True Lord to dare to prove the Tao for the common people, we will always give her a ride. I wonder when the funeral ceremony will be held? We will definitely be there." Someone asked sincerely.
Qingyuan shook his head: "Although the right path has won, after this catastrophe, the world is about to regain vitality and stability. There are also many people who have been affected by the disaster and need help. We will not arrange complicated funeral ceremonies. You can do whatever you want.
Give the True Lord a stick of fragrance."
It’s not that I won’t do it, it’s that I’m unwilling to do it.
They would rather believe that she was in seclusion than believe that she really died.
"This...is fine."
Although they won this battle and they were also survivors, their spiritual power was damaged due to the spiritual power being absorbed in the formation of becoming gods, which caused their cultivation to decline greatly.
Si Luo is an evil soul that has survived for thousands of years. He has seen the vast world and the era of spiritual cultivation. He knows more than them combined. But in this era of lack of spiritual energy, their cultivation
Because, it’s really not enough.
They even defeated the army of skeleton men. In that big formation, they couldn't even hold on to their spiritual power.
After all, this is not an era of cultivating immortals, but an ordinary mortal world.
They are far inferior to him, not even as powerful as those bones that have been around for thousands of years.
If Qin Liuxi had not sacrificed himself and burned his body with fire, he would have fallen into nothingness forever, and I would have feared that the common people would not exist.
If you don’t seek the true king, you should respect him.
Everyone sincerely bowed to the sand and left one after another.
"Amitabha." Master Huineng recited the Buddha's name, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and recited the Sutra of the Past.
Fankong also sat down, and the young monk named Jingning also sat down next to him.
Hui Quan's face was full of sorrow and he said to Qingyuan: "Elder Jingci has passed away, the Jade Buddha Temple has also been greatly damaged, and there are no more poor monks left."
Qingyuan nodded and said: "Resigning to the elders is also a perfect merit and great mercy!"
He looked at Qi Qian, who had been unconscious, and said: "Sage, please send him back to the palace. Although his dragon body is severely damaged, he has the spiritual power from the True Lord to protect his heart and other veins, so he will not be fatal.
But life span is..."
Hui Quan sighed: "This is fate, there is no way to escape it."
Qingyuan watched as he carried Qi Qian on his back and entered the void. When he looked back, Taicheng Zhenren, Cheng Yangzi, and Si Lengyue were all there. Qinglan Temple left He Ming behind. Master Qinglan Temple was here this time.
During the battle, he also died because of protecting a monk with low cultivation level.
And although only one person in my family died, that one person was worth tens of millions.
Qingyuan's throat felt fishy and sweet. He swallowed back the blood that was about to gush out and looked up at the land.
Feng Xiu has been sitting at the position where Qin Liuxi disappeared, and his demon power is constantly being consumed, probing the ground.
His demon elixir was missing a corner because he left some adult sea-protecting beasts in the East China Sea. After this catastrophe, he stopped the tsunami, and that demon elixir had long since disappeared. He suffered a backlash and was in the big formation again.
Zhongda used the power of the Demon Emperor to turn the nine-tailed fox into three tails. Its fur was withered and yellow, and it was no longer as shiny and smooth as before.
But it doesn't matter, as long as she responds, he won't have any tail left.
But that heartless little bastard didn't respond at all. She deserved to die. They agreed to fight monsters together, but she snatched the big one by herself. What a bastard.
Respect the human world, is it worthwhile to come here?
Fuck you!
After three days and three nights, the demonic power finally dried up, and his spirit shattered and he fell to the ground.
At the same time, Si Lengyue knelt on the ground with a pale face and vomited a mouthful of blood on the sand. The Gu Emperor struggled to crawl out from the ground and came to her feet dying, and soon lost all movement.
Not even the Gu Emperor could detect the slightest breath of the golden silkworm Gu on her body.
