Hu Qing and Ling He were both stunned. They looked at the lifeless Hong Luo.
Twelve people came here to cultivate the true world. Hong Luo, a disciple of the Bahuang War Sect and a descendant of the true king, just disappeared into thin air?
There was unbearable fear in their eyes, and even more happiness.
If they were at the foot of Longchi Mountain in the past, and they were like Hong Luo, who didn't know whether to live or die, would the outcome be different now?
In their minds, Qin Xuan's obliteration without any hesitation, as casually as crushing an ant, flashed in their minds, as if a sharp blade had completely cut into their hearts.
If they act recklessly in this star, they will really die!
The journey of more than a hundred years has been lost here.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, he turned his head slightly, and his peripheral vision fell on Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang.
At this moment, the injuries on the two women are still recovering, and it will take time to recover.
If Xiao Wu's broken arm is to be completely reattached, it will take several months.
As if aware of Qin Xuan's gaze, Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang woke up from their cultivation.
They had felt completely at ease since Qin Xuan came, and even their minds were immersed in healing.
This is a kind of trust, for Qin Xuan, for this current Qing Emperor.
Even though Hong Luo is terrifying, how can he be even half as powerful as Qin Xuan?
"Dead?" Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu looked at each other and sighed quietly.
The two of them tried their best, but Hong Luo, who was covered with bruises and bruises, could not compete, was perished at the hands of Qin Xuan.
How long has it been since then?
Even Xiao Wu couldn't help but sigh. She thought about her future path to cultivation. What would she do if there was someone like Hong Luo again?
The road travels alone and has its own path forward.
Xiao Wu seemed to understand why when Qin Xuan mentioned the world of cultivation, he never looked up at it like a mortal would look up to an immortal, but as if he saw endless withered bones and endless disasters.
Worry!
Xiao Wu looked at Qin Xuan, and she seemed to understand Qin Xuan's thoughts.
He was worried about her, worried about all the people related to him who were about to step into the vast starry sky.
Qin Xuan once said before that he was surrounded by the endless storm and the blazing sun. If she, Mo Qinglian, or even Jun Wushuang and others came close, they would be nothing more than moths rushing into the fire and destroying themselves.
Xiao Wu knew what he said before, but didn't know what it meant.
But now, Xiao Wu has realized that with Qin Xuan's strength, since he entered the realm of cultivation, how terrifying will the enemy he faces be?
Xiao Wu boasts that she has been practicing Buddhism for more than thirty years, condensing the relics, and looking at the stars at this moment, the earthly immortals and she can just turn their hands and be destroyed. Just like when she went overseas to break the feud, even the gods
, it was the blood monk, the Holy See of Light, she could make him pay a heavy price, but facing Hong Luo.
She is like a mayfly shaking a tree, unable to shake even a bit.
But Hongluo Yu Qinxuan is nothing more than an ant.
What if she is Qin Xuan's great enemy? Compared to Hong Luo, who is hundreds of times more powerful, what should she do?
Xiao Wu looked at Qin Xuan, her heart trembled slightly, and a whisper from the past seemed to reappear in her ears.
"My heart and the bright moon, the Tao speaks to whom!"
Not Xiao Wu, Jun Wushuang was also in a complicated mood at the moment.
She, Xiao Wu, and even Qin Hao had already glimpsed a corner of the world of cultivation, and there was a hint of disaster.
Despite this, if it weren't for Qin Xuan's presence, they would have died long ago and had their blood extracted to refine their bones.
Is this what the world of cultivation calls danger and disaster?
This is the world of cultivation they will face when they enter the vast starry sky ten years later?
Qin Xuan looked at the two girls Xiao Wu and said calmly: "Go to Longchi to recuperate. Although you have not recovered, you can still walk."
With that said, he slowly turned around and faced the Hongluo corpse again.
In his palm, a tower suddenly appeared
.
The tower has nine levels, with faint green fire and thousands of skeletons locked up and hanging layer by layer, as if the tower exists in the underworld and purgatory.
When Ling He and Hu Qing saw this scene, their pupils suddenly condensed.
Endless panic emerged in Ling He's chest, "Purgatory Tower?"
Purgatory Sect, one of the three major fourth-grade soul refining arts!
Ling He came from the Demon Emperor Sect and knew what the Purgatory Tower was. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, it was recorded in the Demon Emperor Sect's books.
Refining the soul burns the soul, rejecting the soul is like entering purgatory.
This Qing Emperor actually has such magical powers?
His face suddenly turned pale, as if he knew what the Qing Emperor wanted.
I saw the Purgatory Tower flying across the sky, and from within the Hongluo corpse, a face that was as vague as a duck appeared.
It was a soul that had not completely dissipated, but at this moment it was forcibly captured by the Purgatory Tower and appeared in the world.
Hong Luo's soul was full of fear, his face was ferocious, and his lips moved and closed but there was no sound.
As Qin Xuan's eyes paused, suddenly, the Purgatory Tower began to rotate, absorbing Hong Luo's soul into it.
Immediately, the Purgatory Tower shrank again and entered Qin Xuan's dantian.
Ling He and Hu Qing were already cold, and their hearts were almost filled with fear.
This is the true magical power of soul-repelling and soul-refining in the world of cultivation. The pain of the soul is a hundred times more acute than that of the body. It is even unimaginable for them to imagine that their souls will enter that purgatory tower, unable to survive or die, and endure endless pain day and night.
Qin Xuan ignored Hu Qing and the other two. He rolled up his sleeves in the strong wind and took Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu away in the air.
…
At the foot of Longchi Mountain, Qin Xuan returns.
Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang looked for a place to heal their wounds, but behind Qin Xuan was Qin Hao.
Qin Hao's feet were already stained with blood, and when he stepped on the ground, there were still faint traces of blood, but Qin Xuan never treated Qin Hao's injuries.
Jun Wushuang also felt soft-hearted, but unfortunately later he sighed quietly and made no move.
Qin Hao's face was pale, and he followed Qin Xuan with a trace of blood.
Along the way, he almost walked from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
When he reached the top of the mountain, Qin Xuan slowly turned around and looked at Qin Hao.
"Hao'er, do your feet ever hurt?"
Qin Hao's face was pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead had dried countless times.
"It hurts!" Qin Hao lowered his head. He ran all the way and met Qin Xuan on the road from the mountains and fields south of the Yangtze River to Longchi.
While running wildly, he scraped his shoes and soles of his feet, which is why he ended up like this.
Fortunately, his father arrived and saved his mother and Aunt Xiao Wu.
Qin Xuan slowly sat cross-legged and looked at Qin Hao, "Sit down!"
As Qin Hao sat cross-legged, Qin Xuan saw Qin Hao's soles with mud and sand entering his wounds and grass branches entering his flesh and blood. Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but tremble slightly when he saw this scene.
After all, this is his biological son, connected by blood, but soon, this trace of heart tremor has disappeared into nothingness.
"I originally gave you eleven years to refine your heart in this mortal world, but now seven years have passed, but time has not waited for you, and you can't do anything according to your will." Qin Xuan said softly: "It's time for you to choose a path!"
"In this life of mortals, I may go forward into the starry sky."
Qin Hao looked at Qin Xuan and his father.
He was silent for several minutes, and finally said slowly: "Dad, I want to enter the stars!"
Qin Xuan's eyes paused, "Have you thought about it?"
"Think about it!"
"Then, you have to be prepared!"
Qin Hao's eyes flashed with tears, and his eyes were full of determination.
"Dad, Hao'er feels the pain!"
"So, Hao'er doesn't want to be in pain anymore!"
"I want to be like my father, who is strong enough to protect everything in my heart, rather than being powerless like a lost dog!"
Qin Xuan sighed quietly, "When you enter the starry sky, you will endure more suffering, thousands of times more than the pain under your feet. If you think about it like me, the pain and disasters you have endured will be greater than those of countless people in this world.
"
Qin Hao looked into Qin Xuan's eyes, tears were left in the corners of his eyes, and he seemed to be crying and laughing.
He pointed to his chest, his voice was faint and heartbreaking.