Sword rises in the storm

Outside the sword ruins, there are stone mountains.

Gu Hengsheng controlled the magic trick in his hand, and threw the soul of Yan Chenge, which had been twisted into a palm-sized piece, into the air, and then began to slowly put it together.

One by one, the broken souls slowly moved in an orderly manner, and Yan Chenge's illusory body slowly took shape.

Not long after, when the last soul fragment was covered, Yan Chenge's illusory body was restored to its original state.

"Ah......"

At the first moment of soul reorganization, Yan Chenge's face was so hideous that he looked up to the sky and roared.

One roar after another slammed into the Nine Heavens like a terrifying wave. Yan Chenge was roaring, shouting, his handsome face was extremely hideous and terrifying, he seemed to be venting the depression that had been locked in the sword ruins for a hundred years, and seemed to be shouting because of the severe pain of the previous soul shattering.

After a long time, Yan Chenge stopped panting, his illusory body was trembling a little, it should have been too much consumption when the soul was shattered and reorganized before.

"Lord...... Lord, please forgive the little slave for being presumptuous. Yan Chenge turned his head to look at Gu Hengsheng, who was calm and silent, and directly bowed down and hugged his fists respectfully.

"I reminded you a long time ago, the process was a little uncomfortable, do you believe it now? Gu Hengsheng stared at Yan Chenge with a smile.

"It's okay, as long as you can come out, no matter how much pain you have, it's worth it. Yan Chenge gritted his teeth, feeling the quiet aura around him, and felt that everything was worth it.

However, Yan Chenge remembered the feeling of having her soul broken just now, and an endless chill surged in her heart. That feeling is a hundred times more cruel than ten thousand arrows piercing the heart and Ling Chi cutting flesh.

Looking at Yan Chenge's resolute answer, Gu Hengsheng couldn't help but stare at him for a few seconds.

The pain of the secret technique of Mengtian, Gu Hengsheng had experienced it personally. In his previous life, he was approaching, and he had to perform the

reincarnation technique he obtained by chance in order to recover the memory of his previous life when he was weak in this life.

And the art of blinding the heavens is the first part of the art of reincarnation, which requires you to crush your soul, erase your cause and effect, and break off the connection with the heavenly way.

In his previous life, Gu Hengsheng used the cultivation of the peak of the Heavenly Xuan Realm to shatter his soul, which was more than a hundred times stronger than Yan Chenge's soul, and his pain had increased a hundred times. In this regard, even Gu Hengsheng's scalp tingled when he thought of the feeling of soul shattering and reorganization.

Yan Chenge's face was pale, and his illusory body was crumbling, but he didn't dare to move, and waited respectfully by Gu Hengsheng's side.

"You are still a resentful soul now, so you can gather your breath and not be noticed by others, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Gu Hengsheng looked at Yan Chenge and said in a slightly gentle tone: "Also, I said that there is no need to stick to the title, there is no need to call yourself a slave, just be casual."

"Yes, Lord. I...... I understand. Yan Chenge nodded in response.

Then, Gu Hengsheng took out a long black robe from the package he took with him and asked Yan Chen Ge to wear it. Covering his illusory soul body in this way, as long as Yan Chenge didn't make a random move, others would not find out that his origin was a resentful soul.

So, Gu Hengsheng and Yan Chenge walked towards the outside of the Sword Ruins, and their figures became farther and farther away from the Land of the Sword Ruins.

Leaving the Sword Ruins, passing through the dusty town where they came.

Gu Hengsheng was dressed in a white robe, and with Yan Chenge, who was covered by a black robe, he stepped into the small restaurant where he lived when he came.

In the lobby of the restaurant, there are still five or six tables scattered around.

In the corner of the wall, the gray old man was already immersed in his own world, unhurriedly polishing a piece of heavy iron in his hand.

When Gu Hengsheng looked at the hall of the restaurant, he was greeted by two men and a woman, who were sitting at a table in the middle, drinking and chatting.

"Hey, Childe, welcome back to the shop. With a crisp voice, Wen Ruomei came to Gu Hengsheng in a coarse floral skirt and said with a smile.

"Miss Wen, please also have some food and drinks. Gu Hengsheng grinned lightly and smiled.

"Okay, Childe, please wait a minute. Wen Ruomei hurriedly replied.

When she turned around and went back to the backyard to prepare the wine and food, Wen Ruomei's ethereal eyes stayed on Yan Chenge, who was silent, for a few more seconds. Although she was very curious that Gu Hengsheng was a person ten days ago, but now there was an extra person next to her, she would not ask. After all, open the door to do business, why bother to make a fuss about things that you can, some things are not known.

Afterwards, Gu Hengsheng and Yan Chenge sat at an empty table.

Yan Chenge's face was hidden under the wide black robe, but it couldn't affect him to look around. He hadn't come out of the sword ruins for a hundred years, feeling the breath of a living person and the comfortable environment that he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't help but show a touch of excitement.

"Gollum ......" Yan Chenge glanced at the two men and a woman at the next table out of the corner of his eye, and his throat couldn't help but roll, emitting a slight and undetectable aura.

"Hmph!" Gu Hengsheng raised his eyes, pretending to be dissatisfied and staring at Yan Chenge, and snorted coldly.

The body of a resentful soul is the best flesh and blood, especially the blood of the living. The first time Yan Chenge appeared in front of Gu Hengsheng, he couldn't help but want to devour Gu Hengsheng's vitality and flesh.

Looking at Yan Chenge's behavior at the moment, Gu Hengsheng knew that his soul was a little hungry and unbearable.

"Restrain me, and don't forget the path you're going to take. Gu Hengsheng used an extremely small voice to slam Yan Chenge's heart hard.

"Lord, I'm sorry, I'll hold back. Hearing Gu Hengsheng's admonition, Yan Chenge hurriedly shook his spirit, and the bloodthirsty tyrannical mood was also reduced by half.

The most taboo thing about the way of ghost cultivation is to take away the opportunity of life and suck the flesh and blood of living beings. Otherwise, the next nine Heavenly Dao tribulations will definitely be contaminated with the cause and effect of life and death, and it will be difficult to get through.

"It's good to understand. Yan Chenge's attitude made Gu Hengsheng slightly satisfied, so he didn't say more.

Soon, Wen Ruomei from the restaurant served some wine and food and asked Gu Hengsheng to eat it slowly.

For more than ten days in the Sword Ruins, he was eating dry food, and Gu Hengsheng felt that his mouth was a little dry. Now that he has returned to Dusty Sand, he naturally wants to exchange some wine and food for the taste.

So, Gu Hengsheng drank and ate meat, while Yan Chenge, who was sitting together, was sitting motionless. This scene was reflected in Wen Ruomei's ethereal eyes, and she couldn't help muttering curiously: "Strange person." "

Yan Chenge is a soul body, without a substance, there is no way to eat and drink at all. I haven't eaten wine and food for a hundred years, but now I can only watch it and have no way to enjoy it, Yan Chenge is more aggrieved than anyone else.

"Miss, let's go back! Just here I can feel the terrifying sword intent inside the sword ruins. If you really step into the land of sword ruins, I'm afraid it won't be safe. At the next table, a thirty-year-old man admonished the young girl next to him.

"No, I must enter the Sword Ruins, only by finding Xingyue Grass can I heal my father's injuries. The young woman gripped her fist unwillingly, and Silver Fang bit lightly.

Xingyue Cao?

Gu Hengsheng vaguely heard the conversation between the men and women at the next table, and then indifferently drank the wine in his hand.