In fact, saying this is just to comfort Chu Qingyan, and Taoist Song also knows that it is different.

Chu Qingyan's mind was so hard that he didn't know about it for years.

After a pause, he sighed, "You... just think she is sleeping in the Soul Locking Array again, but just wait a little longer. Perhaps, this time it doesn't take ten years, maybe people will come back in three or two years..."

The difficulty of finding a spirit body that is in harmony is equivalent to the appearance of the legendary immortal medicine. It is an illusory dream. A glimmer of hope for a dream will be better than despair all over the sky. This is how people are. No matter how hard the day is, as long as a little hope, it can make people live with a long time.

I don’t know when Taoist Song left. It was a long time, but Chu Qingyan slowly opened her eyes and her eyes were red at the ends.

He didn't want to die.

As long as he is alive, she will be able to come back, and it doesn't matter if it's late.

Slowly sat up and dressed neatly, Chu Qingyan drank the medicine brought by Taoist Song cleanly, and then walked out of Zikonglou.

The sunset outside is setting, and the sunset in the sky seems to have stained the whole world, and the eyes are full of dazzling rays.

Chu Qingyan narrowed her dry eyes and looked at her for a while before gradually getting used to it.

Today is her first seventh day. I woke up at this time. Does she want to see him too?

Back at Xiaofeng Cangyue Residence, Chu Qingyan saw a white porcelain jar in her bedroom.

The white porcelain jar is not decorated at all, and the lid is sealed.

He knows what that is.

As he walked slowly over, Chu Qingyan's heart, which had been so numb that it was already painful, still felt a dull pain. He slowly reached out and carefully picked up the white porcelain jar, and then put it on his heart.

Ah, wait for me, must be waiting for me!

If I am poor for the rest of my life and cannot wait for your return, please wait for me in the Huangquan area.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t wait for me. If you have been reincarnated, I will be waiting for you there. Even if you have drunk Mengpo soup and have long forgotten me, it doesn’t matter.

Even if...

Even if you already have others around you, it doesn’t matter. I don’t have to occupy you, I just need to watch you get well.

Finally, he squatted down, hugged his body and hugged the cold porcelain jar tightly, and tears from the corners of Chu Qingyan's eyes slid silently.

Ah, I can't bear to leave it...

Holding the porcelain jar, sitting quietly in the room until the cold moon rose, Chu Qingyan got up and left Yun Wuxin.

Xiao Fengqin had heard from his disciples that it was Zhenren Qingzhuo coming here, and he couldn't sit still, worried that Chu Qingyan was coming to settle the score with him. After all, while Chu Qingyan was in a coma, he took advantage of the fact that he had made a decision to cremate the person. He handled this matter inconsistently.

He was a little selfish, but after seeing how Taoist Song went crazy back then, he was worried that he would go crazy too. The key is that this true man Qingzhuo had a higher cultivation level than him, so he could not beat him!

He beat him up silently, and he admitted that if Chu Qingyan used the forbidden technique in the back mountain to go astray and harm the people, Xiao Fengqin would not be able to redeem his sins even if he died.

While rubbing his hands and walking back and forth anxiously, something strange suddenly came from behind him, which scared Xiao Fengqin. Turning around and seeing that it was Chu Qingyan, he gasped, took several steps back, and looked at Chu Qingyan holding a dazzling white porcelain jar with a look of alert: "You, you... what do you want to do! There is a rule in the bitter world. Don't beat the head of the sect, and don't be disrespectful to the head!"

Chu Qingyan, who was much thinner, looked even colder. When she heard Xiao Fengqin's words, she just glanced at him lightly.

"Now... there is no such item in the sect rule now, I will send someone to add it!" Xiao Fengqin saw it and retreated again, "You, don't think you can do whatever you want because your cultivation is so high than me..."

Suddenly feeling sad for her sudden humility, Xiao Fengqin suddenly patted the Grand Master's chair next to her and cried bitterly: "I don't care. Chu Luofeng, you can't hit me anyway! I don't think about it, but I am the head of a sect, what can I do? The body of that girl Qin was seriously damaged, and I was worried that you would feel in love with the scene. Besides, A Song said that her body is indeed not suitable, and you have nowhere to put your soul back after recalling it."

Chu Qingyan sat upright at the table without saying a word. Looking at the head of the sect who was crying, he lowered his eyelids and wrote a line of words on the table with tea: "I want to eat, and I also need a pot of wine."

Xiao Fengqin wiped his tears, leaned forward and looked, and wanted to cry again: "I have the strength to beat me when I'm full?! You're so cruel..."

Chu Qingyan: “…”

He added another line of words: "Today is Ah Chang's first seventh day, I don't have time to hit you."

Xiao Fengqin breathed a sigh of relief and ordered people to go down and arrange the book. After looking at the words that were about to disappear, he hugged his fat self and said pitiful and humble: "When you have time, do you still want to hit me?"

Xiao Fengqin didn’t expect that Qingzhuo would be so cruel!

It would be better to beat him up just by hanging him like this. He was so worried all day long that he still could not survive.

"I want to bring Ah Chang's soul back and raise it in Xiaofeng and Cangyue's residence. I go down the mountain to find a suitable spirit," Chu Qingyan remained silent, and suddenly raised her hand and wrote, "I will leave Ah Chang here, and I will take care of everything."

The spiritual power in the Jiaocao Pond is the most abundant, and it is indeed the best place to nourish souls.

When Chu Qingyan asked for that place, she wanted to bring Qin Meiyu, who was trapped in the soul locking array, but she didn't regret that the journey was too far from the place where the soul locking array was set up. He had reluctantly tried it once, and almost let Qin Meiyu's soul, which had returned to his position, separate again, and he never dared to take risks again.

The matter of soul cultivation requires constant attention. Once the formation is completed, a loyal person will be sent to protect it and pay attention to it at all times. You can find a spirit body...

This is really a huge problem.

A suitable spiritual body is to choose one in a thousand or one in a thousand. Even if you encounter it, who is willing to sacrifice your life!

It is still a bit hopeful to find a needle in a haystack, but this matter is so slim that it is hopeless.

After being unconscious for six days, Chu Qingyan became much thinner and haggard, and her cold eyes were not as distracted as before.

"Lufeng, I know I can't persuade you, but I still want to say something." Xiao Fengqin felt sad when he saw it. He pressed the corner of his eyes that was sore and painful. "It's the most laborious thing to nourish the soul. You are willing to do this for her, but I can't give up on you."

I don’t know when I will be able to come back this time.

But this was his only spiritual sustenance, and it was too cruel to not let him go.

"Luofeng should know the mission he shoulders and will never despise himself." Chu Luofeng used his finger as a pen and slowly wrote, "Don't hate anything in the bitter world, and summon Luofeng to return immediately."
Chapter completed!