[Death] Xue Qing Corpse Soul Realm

In a forest of purple bamboos, countless bamboo leaves are falling down freely, and unknown birds are singing in the quiet forest.

Qingxue stood opposite the woman, looking at each other quietly.

"Get familiar with this place, and then go back to Soul Soul Realm!" the woman said lightly.

Qingxue smiled slightly, and didn't believe the woman's words at all, but heard the woman's words ringing in her ears: "I remember that I saved you in Liuhun Street!" : "How to go back?"

The woman grinned and rolled her eyelids: "It's really a girl who doesn't want to stay!"

Qingxue didn't care about what to say to this woman, and asked nervously: "How to go back?"

The woman raised a finger, shook it, and signaled Qingxue not to worry: "You still have things to do, so don't worry about these. As for Qianye Binglian's identity, Jie will help you conceal it."

"Aizen Soyousuke?" Qingxue frowned, disapproving: "Why did Aizen help me? He was nice to me before, but he just wanted to learn about you from me, why..."

"Hey, Jie really had this kind of thought at the beginning, but he didn't know when, his thought changed, so you also believed in him, otherwise you would have killed him long ago to avenge Yi instead of like now It's half hanging like this, isn't it?" the woman said.

"That's Lanran, how did I kill him?" Qingxue said with a mocking smile and folded her arms.

"There is only one thing that can defeat a woman who can compete with the sky, and that is love." The woman analyzed Qingxue and explained Qingxue's confusion: "At the beginning, you just couldn't let go of love, that's why you did it. Cut off the root of love, right?"

"You really approved of Jie, that's why you can't do it. You are the strongest person in the world now, but you are also the weakest person." The woman said.

"Impossible!" Qingxue said arrogantly.

"Just imagine, if Ukitake or Byakuya used a sword against you, what would your reaction be?" The woman didn't show any sympathy, and ruthlessly poked Qingxue's weakness: "You don't even have the courage to draw a sword, do you?" !"

"You are so scary~" Qingxue said helplessly, which also indirectly showed that the woman was right.

The woman smiled and shook her head slightly: "It's not that I'm great, it's that you are too weak, that's exactly what happened. Jie let you go, otherwise how could he tolerate you lingering among the three of them with his character?" Seeing Qingxue's wrinkled face , the woman stretched out her finger and flicked Qingxue's forehead through the air: "43 years, you still have 43 years, 43 years later is the time to rebel against the Soul Realm. And the time flow speed of the Immortal Realm is ten times faster than that of the Soul Realm. Times, that is, 430 years, work hard!"

"So what?" Qingxue asked.

"Hurry up and get acquainted with everything here, practice, condense the divine weapon, and then return to the Soul Realm!" the woman said.

Qingxue nodded knowingly, and then said: "Give me yours!"

The woman shook her head: "Do your own thing."

"Then let's start quickly!" Qingxue said.

Time is like flowing water. In the fairyland where spiritual energy is highly dense, it seems that even the flow of time can be affected.In the blink of an eye, 360 years have passed, and Qingxue has been practicing day and night in the Immortal Realm.

"Tatata..." The jade feet stepped on the orange maple leaves, like a forest elf, and the white robes fluttered, and the interweaving of ice and fire showed a beautiful grace.

"Lord Qingxue, do you want to play with your subordinates?" Under the maple tree, a man with bright red long hair was leaning on the tree trunk, his peach blossom eyes were full of spring water, frivolity and charm made the pool of spring water sparkle.The slender body is wrapped in a gown of the same color as the long hair, and the lowered collar reveals the chest inside. A red crystal with a fox's head hangs on the waist, and the whole person is as dazzling as a flame.

This is a vixen, with the help of that woman, she became a fairy.Not only him, a total of eighteen goblins from the central flying island ascended.Originally, when they became immortals, they had to go to the four outer islands to choose a place to live, but because Qingxue always practiced on the central flying island, they often came to look for Qingxue.

The fairyland was originally a wild place, but it took that crazy woman 5000 years... No, maybe I don’t know how many years to create a series of creatures that only exist in ancient Chinese mythology to protect the five islands, divide the regions of the fairyland, and guide the cultivation of the creatures in the fairyland , these seem to be no longer something that an ordinary cultivator or god can create.

Because of that woman, this world became alive, and there were mythical beasts. Until 200 years before Qingxue Feisheng, alien cultivators headed by eighteen strongest demons continued to ascend, and created something that belonged to China in this world of death.Standing in the fairy world, Qingxue couldn't even tell whether she had traveled to the world of the god of death, or whether she was in the sky of China, or whether these were all dreams.Qingxue once asked the woman why she did these irrelevant things, but the woman just smiled lonely, that was her rare expression other than indifference.

"What is Lord Qingxue thinking?" The man suddenly appeared next to the dazed Qingxue, his face, which was more beautiful than a woman's, was almost pressed against Qingxue's shoulder.

Qingxue glanced at the man, shrugged, and shook the man's face away: "Mei, don't you practice anymore?" She took two steps forward and moved away from Mei: "Aren't you afraid that woman will blame you?"

Mei approached Qingxue again, leaning against Qingxue's body even more frivolously than before: "As long as you don't blame me, what will she say?" She pouts mischievously, her lips curved seductively: "Tell me When will you call her by her name? How bad is it always for women? "

"Not good? What about you? Isn't she the one calling?" Qingxue threw Mei out with a flick of her sleeve, then turned around and left without looking at Mei's health.

"Lord Qingxue, are you going to kill your subordinates? You are the strongest immortal in the fairy world, how can your subordinates bear it?" Mei patted the gray that didn't exist on her body, approached Qingxue with a smile, and followed Qingxue to fly north to the island Walked over: "And try to avoid misunderstanding!"

There is no communication between the flying islands, and the barrier set up by the woman, only the ascended immortals can walk between the islands.

Landing on Beifei Island, Qingxue stopped and turned to look at Mei: "Aren't you going back to your West Island?"

Xizhidao, the flying island to the west of the central flying island, was named Xizhidao by that woman.In the same way, the place where Qingxue is standing at this time is the North Island, the one full of seawater is the East Island, and the one full of volcanic magma is the South Island.

"Go back to your fox den!" Qingxue flicked her sleeves and ignored Mei.

All the way to the north, the snow fell on the highest peak in the northernmost part of Beizhi Island, and he sat down casually on a huge ice rock.

"Hey, woman, I'm leaving." Qingxue said.

"Do you think you are Ulquiorra?" The woman's voice came from the ice, and then a white figure appeared: "Going?"

Qingxue nodded, turned and left: "Will this be our last meeting?"

"It's over here, I won't show up again, so I'm saying goodbye." The woman said with a bit of vicissitudes, and she seemed to think of something again: "Leave your artifact in the fairy world, you don't need it anyway, stay here and use it in the fairy world The spirit of the fairy spirit is brewed and nourished, and it is also reserved for guarding."

Qingxue didn't say anything, raised her hand and threw a sword with no fixed shape flowing like a transparent wave into the iceberg and left: "Farewell!"

Returning to the central island again, seeing the Eighteen Immortals sitting or standing in front of her, Qingxue looked at them strangely: "What are you doing?"

"Lord Qingxue~~~~" Mei's voice really turned nine turns and eighteen turns, and Qingxue got goosebumps all over her body when she heard it: "You take me out to play, just go to the soul world, okay? "

"Not good!" Qingxue replied simply and clearly, and walked around the Eighteen Immortals.

"Farewell to Mrs. Qingxue!" A woman in a long cyan dress with a snake pattern on her eyebrows walked up behind Qingxue and gave a slight salute.

Qingxue nodded, tilted her head and thought for a while, and said to a man in silver clothes, white jade hair, and a cold face: "After I leave, that woman will also leave. You are in charge of the fairy world, and you must not let them run around. This The world is already in chaos, so don’t let others find out. It’s okay for the soul world, but it will be troublesome if the old fellow Spirit King finds out!”

Seeing the man nodding, Qingxue turned around reassuringly, her white wide-sleeved flowing fairy dress changed into a purple Tang suit, and the Zanpakuto appeared in her hair, and Jingwei ran out when Qingxue changed into the death state.

"Ah~ I finally saw the sun again! Sister Qingxue, I am so lonely, you have ignored her for more than 300 years!" Jingwei complained while hugging Qingxue's arm.

Qingxue withdrew her hand and looked at Jingwei with some amusement: "I'm back to the Soul Realm."

"Really? How to go back?" Jingwei immediately stopped complaining when she heard Qingxue's words. It's good to be in the fairy world, but it's too quiet, which makes her always feel like returning to Kunlun Fairyland.

Qingxue inserted the Zanpakudao into the air, and patiently explained to Jingwei: "To return to the Soul Realm, you need to open the world-transmitting gate, and to return to the Soul Realm from the present world, you need to twist the Zanpakutao to the right, and the woman connects to the fairy world. The world-transmitting gate of the Soul Realm is set to turn to the left."

"Eh? It's that simple?" Jingwei said unwillingly.

"As expected of that woman, in addition to the world-transmitting gate, she actually set up a teleportation array. These are things that only appear in fantasy novels." Qingxue admired sincerely.

"Don't sell melons here, Wang Po, the most shameless thing to brag about, go back!" Jingwei urged.

"I'm telling the truth!" Qingxue's voice was soft, as if the wind would shatter it, she said, she moved, and a hell butterfly flew out and circled Qingxue.

Qingxue finally swept through the Immortal Realm and the Eighteen Demon Immortals not far away, and stepped into the Broken Realm.

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