Cultivating immortals and destroying the world is their duty

Chapter 65 The Soul Master Is a Little Clever Ghost

The jade bracelet should have a long history, but it's so old that even Dongli himself doesn't remember its origin, and he can't even remember whether he had already worn it on his wrist when Nanshan was just taken to Xianling Mountain by him. this bracelet.

Dongli gently wiped the fingerprints on the jade bracelet with a silk handkerchief, turned his head and said to Qingyue lightly: "I'm going to find Nanshan, and I'll leave it to you here, is it okay?"

"Oh, does your tone seem to be discussing with me?" Qingyue pointed the tip of the sword on the ground, pressed his hands on the hilt, and asked a little sullenly.

"It looks all right."

Dongli pretended to look at the sword that Qingyue was holding down. He had already wiped the jade bracelet clean on his hand. He carefully put the bracelet into his closest pocket, and at the same time threw away the silk handkerchief—Wannian He was so generous with the veil woven by the nine-headed demon silkworms.

"Hey you..."

Seeing Dongli turning into a dazzling golden light and rushing up to the sky, Qingyue had no choice but to swallow the words back into his throat abruptly.

But he couldn't swallow this breath after all, and with a flash of cold light in the corner of his eyes, he immediately glared at the remaining group of alien dead souls.

In the last sight of the leopard's legs, Qingyue was dressed in white, and the sword flower he danced was also white. All the white light fell fiercely on them, this group of alien dead souls. He seemed to have returned to the time when he was alive and was dying. The scene seen before is very similar to the present.

He was a villain, and he died at the hands of heroes when he was a human being, but he never imagined that he would end up in the same end after entering the Netherworld after death.

After finishing the group of minions, Qingyue immediately felt much better. He put the long sword on his shoulder and walked towards the woman in high spirits.

Guangyuan's wife was still groping for the ashes on the ground obsessively, Qingyue couldn't bear it, quickly put away the long sword and squatted down, trying to help her up, but found that her whole body was overflowing with soul energy, as if she was exhausted. , is not far from extinction.

"You are seriously injured, here... eat this quickly, it can delay the loss of soul energy." Qingyue took out several porcelain bottles from his bosom, picked them out, and handed a few pills to him.

"Husband..."

Guangyuan's wife ignored Qingyue, and continued to rummage silently for a while, as if she had found all the ashes, her expression gradually changed from mourning to relief, and for a while, a smile appeared on her face.

She raised her head and looked at Qingyue, pushed away the elixir that Qingyue handed over, tried her best to calm the turbulent soul energy in her chest, and said intermittently after a long time: "No need... Your husband died, I, I... how could I live alone..."

"Why did those aliens drive you all to death?" Qingyue spread his palms flat, stubbornly exposing the elixir to her eyes.

"I don't know... But, it's not important anymore..." The brilliance in her eyes just now was fading away bit by bit. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and grabbed Qingyue's arm.

"Please, please help the hero..." She tremblingly placed the brocade in her hand on Qingyue's open palm.

"Ma'am, this is..." Qing Yue stared at the brocade in his hand, and through the patterns embroidered with layers of gold silk patterns, he saw a handful of clear ash wrapped inside.

Guangyuan's wife used all her soul power to maintain her last sanity. She coughed twice and said, "I wrapped the ashes of my deceased husband in brocade. When I'm gone, I beg the hero to also take my... my ashes." It is also collected in one place, this is the last bit of soul energy of our dead souls..."

While speaking, the purple soul energy was flowing out along every wound of hers, she paused and continued: "Catch it with brocade, so it won't be blown away by the dark wind of the underworld... "

"And then?" Qing Yue frowned.

"Please take me and my husband...to the Ten Thousand Souls Tower of the Nether Division, yes, the Ten Thousand Souls Tower...the soul-guiding lamp will allow us to meet again at the bottom of the Agron River, my concubine..." She smiled wryly. I want to say that in the next life, I have to repay my kindness to be a cow or a horse, but I think miserably that I am just a dead soul, and I am still a dead soul that is about to die, so there will be no afterlife.

"Ma'am, don't worry, I'm taking orders." Qingyue clenched his fingers tightly, his eyes determined.

Therefore, Guangyuan's wife finally smiled calmly. She looked up at the gray sky and muttered to herself, "You can't live in the same room, but you can die in the same acupuncture point. Guangyuan, I'm very satisfied..."

Nether Division, Wanhun Pagoda.

As soon as Jasmine and Zhaotai landed on the ground, the guards guarding around Wanhun Pagoda immediately came up to welcome them, and they lined up to bow to Zhaotai, very courteous.

Even though the master of the underworld for tens of thousands of years ignored political affairs and was used to idleness, he never seemed to lose his due status and respect for a single day.

"Oh! I don't know that Lord Pluto is here, and I am greeted from afar, and welcome from afar!"

Behind the dark group of Hades, an old man with long beard stepped out vigorously. He was dressed in the blue official robe of a soul master, with a weather-beaten look on his face.

The old man's eyes were shining brightly, and he saw Jasmine standing beside Zhaotai very alertly, and immediately smiled politely and said hello: "Lord Jasmine, you are here too."

As we all know in the upper and lower underworld, Jasmine was dismissed from the inspectorate by Zhaotai long ago. Right now, except for Jasmine's own old members of the Tianzi group, who will habitually call her "Master" when they meet, there will be no one in the entire underworld. Call her that.

However, the old soul master did not hesitate to follow the previous title. It has to be said that he is indeed a person with deep thoughts and unique vision.

"Lord Palm Soul, Jasmine came here to ask for something important." As Jasmine said, she scanned the surrounding teams of Hades and frowned slightly.

The old man instantly caught the hesitation on Jasmine's face, and said seriously: "Don't dare to act, please come in and talk."

"I haven't visited the Nether Division for a long time, Lu Hua, how long has it been..." Zhaotai asked loudly on purpose, as if announcing his intention to come to everyone.

The soul master Lu Hua is so clever, he answered immediately: "Uh, it didn't take long, my lord is busy with affairs on weekdays, so I should go down to the Hades Palace to report more..."

The two asked and answered tacitly, and walked straight to a two-story building next to Wanhun Pagoda. Seeing this, Jasmine also hurriedly followed their footsteps. They broke up laughing and laughing, as if they were used to this kind of visit from Pluto Zhaotai.

After entering the room, Lu Hua gently closed the door, and stood silently on one side with a submissive expression.

Zhaotai sat down on Lu Hua's soft chair with a carefree attitude, pointed to Jasmine with his chin, and signaled that she could start asking questions if she had any questions.

"Master Palm Soul, I actually came to bother you before..." Jasmine ignored Zhaotai's sloppiness, and said politely to Lu Hua: "It's still about the missing members of our Tianzi team, I want to trouble my lord Help me adjust the file again."

"Oh...the one who is missing..." Lu Hua pouted his mouth, as if he was trying to search for his memory. Suddenly, he said with a puzzled expression, "I remember that I had already given Lord Jasmine a copy of that page of the Ecstasy Book."

He quietly glanced at Zhaotai who was sitting on the chair, and found that Zhaotai's attention was on the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on his desk at this moment, and he felt relieved immediately, and then said: "Master Jasmine, what do you say?" What's the matter with the disappearance? Didn't it be concluded that those girls died on the spot?"

Jasmine gave a bleak smile, and replied softly: "Master Palm Soul said yes, maybe I haven't been in the Tianzi group for a long time, and I'm confused about such a big matter. I'm here today..." She slowly took the bag from her sleeve pocket. A blue and white brocade bag came out, and I stared at some clumsy embroiderers on it for a while, then raised my head and asked, "I want to send my best friend off for the last time. I wonder if Lord Palm Soul can help me?"

Lu Hua didn't dare to answer for a moment, his eyes flickered with hesitation and doubt. With his years of experience in dealing with various spirits of the dead, he certainly knew what was in the kit.

"Who is this?" Lu Hua asked cautiously.

"Tianzi group... the new group leader - Nanshan."

Jasmine spoke slowly, and kept looking at Lu Hua's long wrinkled face, trying to catch something strange from his next reaction.

(End of this chapter)