Daughter-in-law wants to ascend

When Jin Zishu arrived, Meng Qi was already on the verge of collapse, his whole body was lifeless, and he didn't seem to have any vitality.

The moment he saw Jin Zishu, his eyes burst out with great brilliance, he rushed over and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Master, village head master, please save Qingyang, please save him!"

A monk actually knelt on the ground and knocked blood out of his forehead bang bang bang, which shows how much strength he used.

Jin Zishu looked at the person lying on the ground, the young man who always talked about the title of senior brother, but never could afford to put up his senior brother's genealogy, was lying on the ground now, his body was already stiff, and he had been dead for a long time.

Looking at Meng Qi who was looking at him with strong expectation in his eyes, Jin Zishu opened his mouth, he couldn't say what he had no choice but to say.But facing a person who has already died, he really has no way to bring the dead back to life.

In the end, he could only shake his head.

The light in Meng Qi's eyes faded little by little, his whole body seemed to be lacking in nourishment, his whole face instantly turned snow-white, and his whole body was a little shaky.Suddenly, as if he thought of something, his eyes lit up again, as if he was grabbing the last straw, he clung to Jin Zishu, "My lord, do you have a solution?! Those who are in the land of the magic crack, They don't rot when they die, and they stand up and move around. Just like...your lord."

He has been with Jin Zishu for more than a year, and he is the closest person to Jin Zishu. Naturally, he spent a lot of energy trying to figure out things about him. In the situation that I understand, I can vaguely guess some clues.

This kind of speculation was too appalling, Meng Qi didn't dare to say or ask, and even asked Luo Qingyang not to tell the story of where he met Jin Zishu, for fear of being murdered.

But now, he couldn't care anymore, and couldn't even think about Jin Zishu's reaction from embarrassment. He just looked at Jin Zishu expectantly as if he had found his last hope.

Jin Zishu frowned. To be honest, he himself didn't know why he became like this, but thinking about it, the walking dead don't have any even sane "neighbors", Meng Qi's words are obviously not feasible to implement.

He was about to speak and tell Meng Qi this unpleasant fact.Jiang Tong, who was silent all the time, spoke, "The demon corpse is just a walking corpse without sanity. If you want him to be like that, you can refine him into a puppet yourself." He raised his head and looked at Jiang Tong. Jiang Tong glanced at him, and he immediately shrank his neck and hid behind Jin Zishu.

Meng Qi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with pain.He naturally knew this, and he wanted to ask Jin Zishu for help because he didn't want Luo Qingyang to become such a heartless puppet.

But if... Jin Zishu really has no choice... He twitched his lips, and the expression in his eyes gradually changed from struggling to firm.

As long as he stays with him... as long as he stays with him...

For a moment, Meng Qi looked as if he had fallen into a demon.

Jiang Tong was silent for a while, and said, "You can ask him if he wants to go to the ghost way, or enter reincarnation and reincarnate. If he wants to go on the ghost way, I can help him."

Meng Qi opened his eyes wide suddenly, his eyes were full of surprise, "Okay, thank you senior! Thank you senior!!"

After a monk reaches the Nascent Soul stage, a baby-like Nascent Soul will be born in the dantian. Even if the body dies, as long as the Nascent Soul can escape, it can be seized and rebuilt.

But they are only in the alchemy stage, and they have not yet cultivated the Nascent Soul, and they are one step away, and they have lost the opportunity to seize the body.Meng Qi had never had such a moment of resentment for his own weakness. If he had realized earlier that only his own strength could truly have the right to speak, he would not have spent all that time making those twists and turns.

Only when he is strong can he protect himself and the people he wants to protect.

If he urged Luo Qingyang to have a baby early...

Thinking of this, Meng Qi wished he could slap his self-righteous self to death.

Hearing what Meng Qi said, Jiang Tong nodded, took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag, and handed it to Meng Qi.

Meng Qi took it, thanked Jiang Tong, then took out one, swallowed it in one gulp, and quickly meditated to heal his wounds.

Ghosts don't appear during the day, so they found a place to lie flat and waited quietly for the night to come.

In fact, Jin Zishu has never seen other ghosts except Luo Qingyang's father's Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Seeing that it was still early, he asked Jiang Tong about it.

Jiang Tong thought for a while and said: "After people die, if they don't have too much obsession, they will follow their instincts to go to the underworld to reincarnate. If they have obsession to stay in the world, they will subconsciously avoid us "The ghost is too weak, without thousands of skills, so it can only be used as material for monks.

Jin Zishu understood, "What about ghost cultivators? I don't think I've seen them before." Demon cultivators have seen many of them.

Jiang Tong said: "Ghost cultivation is difficult to practice. Generally, only the underworld is the most suitable place for them to practice. The conditions in the mortal world are not suitable for them, and the cultivation methods related to ghost cultivation are very rare in the mortal world. Ghosts without magic formulas If you only rely on instinct, it is very difficult to achieve anything." So it is normal not to see ghosts.

Jin Zishu nodded, and then looked at Jiang Tong with shining eyes, "A Tong is really amazing! He even has the spells of ghost cultivators!"

Jiang Tong: "..." He was a little uncomfortable being praised, but in fact he was a little bit entangled. Is it really good that he cultivated a ghost cultivator by himself?

But looking at Meng Qi's appearance, he inexplicably thought of the night when he buried his relatives with his own hands.At that time, he thought that if he had some way to keep his relatives behind, it would be great.

Later, with the passage of time, some thoughts gradually faded away, but when he encountered this formula, he still subconsciously stayed behind.

Jin Zishu didn't know what Jiang Tong was thinking, but seeing his dazed expression and bad mood, he subconsciously reached out and held his wrist, "Don't worry, it's fine."

Jiang Tong came back to his senses, felt the warmth of his palms, and his eyes felt a little warmer, he nodded, "Yeah." Although he wasn't dazed by Luo Qingyang, he wasn't going to explain anything either.

Meng Qi had already healed his injuries, and began to arrange around with formations.

He is a demon cultivator and knows a little about formations, so he wants to arrange a formation suitable for ghosts to live in, so that Luo Qingyang can practice easily.Thinking of seeing Luo Qingyang's ghost at night, Meng Qi felt his heart was full of fire, and his whole body became excited.

When a person is full of anticipation, time seems to be stretched infinitely. In the past, the time that can be passed by just doing exercises in the past suddenly becomes so long now.

Meng Qi finally understood why there was a word called living a day like a year.

Time finally passed by little by little, and he watched the sun reluctantly set in the west, and the bright moonlight gradually climbed up the treetops.

Meng Qi couldn't wait to look at Jiang Tong, and asked nervously, "Senior, is it all right?"

Jiang Tong looked at the sky, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, it was actually not a suitable day for summoning souls.However, Meng Qi's formation had a good effect and made up for these shortcomings.

When the moon moved to the center, Jiang Tong saw that it was getting late, took out a wooden doll and a jade slip from the storage bag, and handed them to Meng Qi, "This is the solid wood. You can live in this wood." As for what is in the jade slip, Jiang Tong doesn't need to say.

The primordial spirit and soul of a monk are actually very fragile and difficult to cultivate. It is self-evident how precious the solid soul wood that can nourish the soul is.Holding the object in his hand, Meng Qi was touched and kowtowed to Jiang Tong again, before walking into the formation.

Moxiu also dealt with corpses and ghosts. Although Meng Qi did not study much, he also knew some magic formulas for summoning souls. From the moment he stepped into the formation, he squeezed the wooden doll in his hand and began to read carefully, Try to use the same tone for every sentence, for fear that if one sentence is mispronounced, his little brother will never appear again.

Until a familiar brisk voice came from behind him, "Junior brother, what are you doing!"

Luo Qingyang reached out to pat Meng Qi's shoulder from behind, just like her subconscious reaction when she saw Meng Qi on weekdays.In the end, the outstretched hand missed nothing, and the whole hand passed through Meng Qi's body. He looked at his palm and was slightly stunned. Various images flashed in his mind, and everything that happened today was in front of him. Flashing forward, he immediately stopped in place.

Meng Qi had already turned around, looked at Luo Qingyang with excited eyes, his lips were trembling, and after a long time, he finally shouted two words in a hoarse voice, "Master, senior brother."

Luo Qingyang had already recovered, and smiled at him with the corners of her mouth raised, her smile was sunny and bright, without any haze, "Junior Brother~ It's great to see you're fine."

Meng Qi's eyes turned red immediately, and he bit his lips tightly, so as not to let himself cry, "But I couldn't protect you."

Luo Qingyang smiled at him, "Where is it, isn't it right for a senior to protect a junior? Since you call me a senior, I will naturally protect you." Having said that, Luo Qingyang scratched his head, "Hehehe, I've wanted to say this a long time ago, but my cultivation base is low, you used to protect me, now I can finally protect you, hehehehe, I can die without regrets."

Hearing the word death, Meng Qi's eyes became even more red, and his expression became a little ferocious. He subconsciously wanted to grab Luo Qingyang's wrist, but he couldn't, "I won't! I won't let you die!"

Suddenly thought of something, Meng Qi hurriedly handed the wooden doll and the ghost cultivation formula to Luo Qingyang, and said nervously and expectantly, "Senior brother, hurry up, come to the Soul-Guling Wood, and this is the ghost cultivation formula, both Senior gave it, as long as you learn it, we can be together again in the future."

Luo Qingyang was startled, looked at the wooden doll in Meng Qi's hand, in Meng Qi's face full of anticipation, took a step back with a smile, and shook his head at Meng Qi, "Ghost Xiu, then you don't need it."