Master sees my hairy

And Yueyue will suffer from the splitting of the soul... Have you really thought about why? "

Thousands of remnant souls in Mirage City can always nourish their souls after a period of time, and enter the River of Forgetfulness to reincarnate.

Only Baizang is not allowed.

Unexpectedly, when Xi Feng heard this, his expression remained calm: "Of course I thought about it. But I only have this remnant soul. Do you want me to give up? Impossible."

He even moved, going to the sea of ​​resentment to get back the mind of the soul lamp.It's just that there are still countless ghosts and monsters in the sea of ​​resentment, and he can no longer let the world fall into crisis.

"It's okay, my spiritual power can last for a while, and if it's really impossible, I'll just break up with him.

"We're always together..."

"Xi Feng." Luo Wuhuan grabbed his hand, but suddenly choked it up, unable to say anything.

"Oh, don't cry." Xi Feng squeezed his hand and smiled, "I can't beat Jinglan now, if he accidentally kills me, you have to collect my body."

Luo Wuhuan suppressed her tears and patted him: "Nonsense! I didn't mean to say this, please stop interrupting."

"Oh good, what does the master want to say?" Xi Feng stood up with his hands in his hands, and listened obediently.

Luo Wuhuan: "I just want to say, isn't it the New Year's Eve? Every year before the Spring Festival, you fell asleep. It's a rare chance. Would you like to get off sleep and let's celebrate the New Year together?"

Xi Feng didn't expect him to say this.

The Spring Festival, in his memory, is already a very, very long time ago.The last time I celebrated the New Year with everyone was when I was guarding the city at Xieyang Pass.

"Okay." He readily agreed.

The news that Elder Xi Feng had left the customs and wanted to celebrate the New Year with everyone quickly spread throughout the Jueying Sect.Even though the valley was still covered by heavy snow, the disciples happily carried their tools to sweep the snow every day, and finally cleared all the snow.

This time everyone prepared extra grandly, and specially set up a stage outside the Jueying Hall, so that the disciples of each valley could come up with a show.

The guard disciple named Xue Yan outside the hall is from the theater troupe in front of the Jueying Gate. This time, he is going to show everyone his skills, and he practices very hard every day.When the others saw it, they didn't give up much, and they insisted on competing on New Year's Eve.

Luo Wuhuan saw them a few times, and scolded them with a smile: "If you have such great energy in cultivation, you would have already ascended."

The scolded disciple glibly said, "Master, ascension depends on chance... This competition is different. As long as we work hard, we will definitely win Elder Xifeng's smile."

"The reason why you work so hard together is to make him happy? Doesn't he just look a little younger than me? I was much prettier than him back then, really." Luo Wuhuan snorted coldly, shaking The sleeves are gone.

Xi Feng suffered an inexplicable disaster, so he hurried to chase him: "Senior Brother Wu Huan..."

Luo Wuhuan wasn't really angry, when she was grabbed by Xi Feng, her face was full of smiles: "Okay, okay."

But Xi Feng coaxed him stubbornly: "The juniors have never seen me before, they just think it's new. In fact, they have a deeper relationship with you."

"Oh, I know, you're just kidding them, why do you take it seriously." Luo Wuhuan sighed, unexpectedly, Xi Feng and Jing Lan were more serious than the other, it was really boring.

This time Xi Feng just smiled and didn't say anything more.

Jinglan took his disciples to Jinguan City to buy new year's goods, bought a lot of lanterns, and hung them everywhere in the door. It looked red from a distance, which was really beautiful.

Xi Feng asked him for two, took them to his heart, and hung them outside Bai Zang's window.

"Master, it's another year."

"Happy New Year."

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152. The Lantern of Resentment Sea (Fifteen)

This year was more lively than expected, Xi Feng was dragged by Luo Wuhuan, half pushed, drank a lot of wine, talked a lot, and told the juniors interesting stories about his early years growing up in Shenji Mansion.

When the fireworks were over and it was time to observe the new year, many young disciples could no longer hold on and fell asleep.Xi Feng was sober at this moment, stood up while leaning on the corner of the table, and walked outside.

"Are you going back to sleep now? Tomorrow, the juniors will visit you for New Year's greetings..." Luo Wuhuan chattered after her, but was interrupted by Xi Feng raising her hand.

"Someone is coming." Xi Feng said.

Luo Wuhuan also sobered up all of a sudden, and let out his spiritual sense to feel it, but he couldn't figure out who it was.

The beast's consciousness is much sharper, Xi Feng has already greeted him outside the hall, and raised his voice, "Qingyu Shangxian."

Ever since Yuan Hai said goodbye, Qing Yu returned to the Immortal Realm, and in the past 700 years, there has never been a single bit of news.

So he came here this time, definitely not to celebrate the New Year together.

Qingyu looked very anxious, and asked bluntly as soon as he landed: "Xi Feng, do you have a piece of Baizang's remnant soul in your hand?"

Xi Feng looked at him with vigilance, and asked without answering: "His fairy soul is already in the soul lamp, is there any problem?"

"Not even you?" The hope in Qingyu's eyes suddenly darkened, "Then, in this world, I am afraid that there really is no remnant soul of Baizang."

Xi Feng frowned: "What the hell are you going to do? He's already like this, aren't you even willing to let go of the remnant soul?"

The tone of this sentence was extremely blunt, almost bursting into flames.

Only then did Qingyu realize that she was misunderstood, and hurriedly said: "No, no. Sigh, it's a long story, can I go in and talk slowly?"

The veins on Xi Feng's forehead throbbed, and he didn't let Qing Yu into the house.It was Luo Wuhuan who rushed over, pushed him aside, and invited Qingyu into the hall.

After pouring tea for him and settling down, Luo Wuhuan went to coax Xi Feng: "What are you in a hurry for? Listen to him first, if it's really up to no avail, you don't need to do it, Jinglan and I will definitely let him go Do not leave the gate of absolute shadow."

Xi Feng also drank and became impulsive. After listening to Luo Wuhuan's words, he calmed down his anger for the time being, and went back to the hall to sit down.

After coming, Qingyu has been staring at Xi Feng, not surprised by his reaction at all.

"Xi Feng," he shook his teacup, "the speed of time passing in the fairy world is different from that in the human world. For the immortals in the fairy world, these hundreds of years are only a few months."

"So?" Xi Feng said coldly.

Qingyu continued: "I have been interceding for Baizang with the Emperor of Heaven, but it just happened to coincide with the Qionglu Poetry Contest, so I was delayed until now."

"... Intercede?" Xi Feng stood up abruptly, and laughed, "His life is gone, and the immortal soul has also become a lamp wick—is it possible that you still want to punish a dead person?"

"No, of course not." Qing Yu rubbed her forehead, she didn't expect Xi Feng to be so easily agitated, and she didn't give him a chance to finish speaking.

"Xi Feng, listen to me first." Qingyu gestured for him to sit down.

But Xi Feng couldn't sit still anymore, Bai Zang's remnant soul was on him, if Qing Yu insisted on grabbing it, he couldn't stop it.

Can only run.

Xi Feng thought about the escape route and hiding place in his mind, and when he felt that there was no problem, he refocused on Qingyu.

"...So, even though Bai Zang made a small mistake earlier, it was by no means to kill the immortals, not to mention that the Heavenly Emperor has kept his Palace of Tibetan Winds, which shows that he didn't really blame Bai Zang, and is still waiting for him to come back. "Qingyu took a sip of tea and continued, "As for this incident, it should be regarded as meritorious service. After all, without Baizang, this catastrophe in the Three Realms would not have been resolved so easily.

"But, alas...however, Baizang made another mirage city. This somewhat disturbed the order of the underworld, which is really not a merit."

Hearing this, Xi Feng finally understood that even though Bai Zangren was dead, those gods and gods in the Nine Heavens still pointed at him.

He didn't want to listen to Qingyu anymore, so he asked directly: "So are you here to discuss meritorious deeds, or to question guilt?"

"Gong! Of course it's gong!" Qingyu finally explained clearly, and breathed out, "I was sent by the Heavenly Emperor to find Baizang's remnant soul. As long as there is a remnant soul, he can use the Zhixiantai Soul recovery."

That's why Qing Yu first asked Bai Zang's remnant soul for this purpose.Xi Feng glanced at Qingyu in surprise.

However, Qingyu was still sighing: "It's a pity, a pity... there is not even a piece of remnant soul left, now even the Emperor of Heaven can't restore Bai Zang's immortal soul."

"...I have." Xi Feng suddenly changed his words.

"I know you didn't..." Qing Yu suddenly froze, "You have?!"

"I have." Xi Feng repeated, but there was no joy on his face, his eyes sank like a pool of stagnant water, "but I can't give it to you. He can't leave my state of mind."

Qingyu didn't look surprised: "You put him in your heart. Then, shall I take you to the fairyland?"

He said this as a matter of course, as if he was talking about bringing someone home for dinner.

"Is it okay? You don't need to go back and ask the Heavenly Emperor?" Xi Feng touched the knuckles of his clasped fingers, "You are not allowed to set foot in the fairy world, let alone, I am Burning Bone."

The name of the ancient beast did not come for nothing, if Xi Feng thought about it, if he put down the Burning Bone Fire, Nantianmen might not even be able to keep it.

Qingyu smiled indifferently: "You cooperate with me and accept a restriction? For Baizang, I believe you will not refuse."

There is another sentence that he didn't say - even if there is no restriction, with Xi Feng's current state, he might not even be able to beat the little heavenly soldier guarding the Nantian Gate.

Xi Feng shrugged, accepted Qingyu's proposal, and turned to Luo Wuhuan: "Then I'll go."

"Ah, good." Luo Wuhuan nodded quickly, remembered something, and asked a few more words, "You go and talk less, don't contradict the Emperor of Heaven. This is a rare opportunity, if you mess up,