Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Hu Qing and Ling He were both stunned. They looked at the lifeless Hong Luo.

Twelve people came here from the cultivation world. As a disciple of the Eight Desolate War Sect and a descendant of the True Lord, Hong Luo just disappeared?

There was panic in their eyes, and even more fortunate.

If they were at the foot of Longchi Mountain in the past, they would be like Hong Luo and not know whether to live or die. Would the result be different now?

Qin Xuan's casual killing without any hesitation, like crushing ants, flashed through their minds, like a sharp blade, completely cutting into their hearts.

If they act recklessly in this star, they will really die!

More than a hundred years of Taoism, all lost here.

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent. He turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang.

At this moment, the injuries on the two women were still recovering. If they wanted to recover, it would take time.

Xiao Wu's broken arm would take several months to be completely reconnected.

As if they sensed Qin Xuan's gaze, Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang woke up from their practice.

Since Qin Xuan came, they have been completely relieved, and even their minds are immersed in healing.

This is a kind of trust, for Qin Xuan, for this contemporary Qing Emperor.

Even though Hong Luo is terrifying, how can he be a match for Qin Xuan?

"Dead?" Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu looked at each other and sighed.

The two of them tried their best, and were covered in wounds, but they could not compete with Hong Luo, who now died at the hands of Qin Xuan.

How long has it been?

Even Xiao Wu couldn't help but sigh. She thought about the future path of cultivation. If there is another existence like Hong Luo, what should she do?

The road is alone, and there is a way forward.

Xiao Wu seemed to understand why Qin Xuan never looked up to the world of cultivation like a mortal looking up to an immortal, but seemed to see endless withered bones and endless disasters.

Worry!

Xiao Wu looked at Qin Xuan, and she seemed to understand Qin Xuan's feelings.

He was worried about her, and worried about all those who were about to step into the vast starry sky, and the people related to him.

Qin Xuan had said before that he was in the endless storm and blazing sun. If she, Mo Qinglian, and even Jun Wushuang approached, it would be like a moth flying into a flame and destroying themselves.

Xiao Wu only understood his words before, but didn't know what he meant.

But now, Xiao Wu has realized that with Qin Xuan's strength, how terrible will the enemies he faces be since he entered the world of cultivation?

Xiao Wu boasted that she had practiced Buddhism for more than 30 years and condensed the relics. Looking at this star, the earthly immortals and she were just a matter of turning the palm to destroy. Just like when she went overseas in the past to break the world of hatred, even if it was the gods, the blood monks, and the Church of Light, she could make them pay a painful price, but facing Hong Luo.

She was like a mayfly shaking a tree, unable to shake it at all.

But Hong Luo is nothing but an ant to Qin Xuan.

What if she is Qin Xuan's great enemy? What if she is a person who is thousands of times stronger than Hong Luo?

Xiao Wu looked at Qin Xuan, her heart trembled slightly, and the whispers of the past seemed to reappear in her ears.

"My heart is with the moon, who can I tell it to!"

Jun Wushuang was also in a complicated mood at this moment, not Xiao Wu.

She, Xiao Wu, and even Qin Hao had already seen a corner of the world of cultivation, and a glimpse of disaster.

Even if there was this glimpse, if Qin Xuan was not there, they would have died long ago, and their blood would have been drawn to refine their bones.

Is this the so-called danger and disaster in the world of cultivation?

Is this the world of cultivation that 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 the Dragon Pool to recuperate. Although you are not fully recovered, you can still walk."

As he said this, he slowly turned around and faced the corpse of Hong Luo again.

In his palm, a tower suddenly appeared.

The tower had nine floors, with faint green fire, and thousands of skulls hanging in chains, as if the tower existed in the Yellow Spring Purgatory.

When Linghe and Hu Qing saw this scene, their pupils suddenly condensed.

Endless fear emerged in Linghe's chest, "Purgatory Tower?"

Purgatory Sect, one of the three fourth-grade soul refining techniques!

Linghe came from the Demon Emperor Sect and knew what the Purgatory Tower was. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, there was a record of it in the Demon Emperor Sect's classics.

Refining the soul and burning the spirit, rejecting the soul is like entering Purgatory.

This Green Emperor actually has such magical powers?

His face suddenly turned pale, as if he knew what this Green Emperor was up to.

The Purgatory Tower appeared in the sky, and a vague face emerged from the corpse of Hong Luo.

That was the soul, which had not yet completely dissipated, but was now forcibly captured by the Purgatory Tower and appeared in the world.

Hong Luo's soul was full of fear, his face was hideous, and his lips moved but there was no sound.

As Qin Xuan's eyes paused, the Purgatory Tower suddenly rotated and collected Hong Luo's soul into it.

Immediately, the Purgatory Tower shrank again and entered Qin Xuan's Dantian.

Linghe and Hu Qing were already cold all over, and their hearts were almost terrified to the extreme.To.

This is the real magical power of gathering souls and refining spirits in the world of cultivation. The pain of the soul is more than a hundred times more sensitive than that of the body. They can't even imagine that their souls are in the Purgatory Tower, unable to live or die, and endure endless pain day and night.

Qin Xuan didn't pay any attention to Hu Qing and the others. He rolled up his sleeves and took Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu away in the air.

...

Qin Xuan returned at the foot of Longchi Mountain.

Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang found a place to heal their wounds, and behind Qin Xuan was Qin Hao.

Qin Hao's feet were already mottled with blood. When he stepped on the ground, there were still faint traces of blood, but Qin Xuan never healed Qin Hao.

Jun Wushuang was soft-hearted before, but unfortunately he sighed and didn't move.

Qin Hao's face was pale, and he followed Qin Xuan with a trail of blood.

All the way, he almost walked from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Until the top of the mountain, Qin Xuan slowly turned around and looked at Qin Hao.

"Hao'er, does your foot hurt?"

Qin Hao's face was pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead had dried up countless times.

"It hurts!" Qin Hao lowered his head. He ran all the way from the Jiangnan mountains to Longchi and met Qin Xuan on the road.

During the run, he rubbed his shoes and soles, so 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 feet with mud and sand in the wound and grass branches in the flesh. Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but tremble slightly when he saw this scene.

After all, this is his own son, blood connected, but soon, this trace of heart trembling has disappeared into nothingness.

"I originally wanted to keep you in the mortal world for eleven years to refine your mind. Now seven years have passed, but time is not waiting for you. You can't do things according to your heart." Qin Xuan said softly: "You, it's time to choose a path!"

"A lifetime in this mortal world, or go into the starry sky."

Qin Hao looked at Qin Xuan and looked at his father.

He was silent for several minutes, and finally, he slowly said: "Dad, I want to go into the starry sky!"

Qin Xuan's eyes paused, "Have you thought about it?"

"I have thought about it!"

"Then you must 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 feel the pain anymore!"

"I want to be like my father, who has enough strength to protect everything in his heart, instead of being powerless like a stray dog!"

Qin Xuan sighed faintly, "Entering the starry sky, you will endure more suffering, thousands of times more than the pain under your feet. If you want to be like me, the pain and disaster you endure will be greater than countless people in this world."

Qin Hao looked into Qin Xuan's eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, like crying and laughing.

He pointed to his chest, his voice trembling faintly, with a hint of heartbreak.

"The pain under my feet is thousands of times!"

"Not as painful as here..."

"One ten-thousandth!"