Another escape gate was located in a remote corner of the Song Dynasty. Ning Yue found that it was also a ruined ruin.
It seems that there was once a prosperous scene, but now it has withered.
"Grandpa Ninth, are these escape gate locations related to the former Immortal Master Sect?"
Ning Yue asked.
"That's true, but it's just a guess. After all, things like escape were very important even in that era.
Ordinary immortal masters may not be able to create such a magical existence.
As you saw before, the Reincarnation Temple should also be a top immortal master sect, but it has been ruined with the departure of the immortal master. "
Jiang Zizai sighed softly. He stood in front of the escape door and took out the key, but his eyes fell on Ning Yue:
"I'll give you a chance. You can leave now and don't appear in front of me again. You don't have to go to the Shang Shen Dynasty to die."
"You are joking, isn't my aunt arrested? If I don't go, won't she suffer for me?
No matter what happens to me, I have to go this time. "
Ning Yue smiled lightly.
Jiang Zizai stared at Ning Yue for more than ten breaths before sighing: "If you choose to leave, I will definitely take you back and replace Jiang Dao.
But now you make me hesitate a little, wondering whether this is right or wrong. "
"This is my business, what does it have to do with Grandpa Jiu? Where is the right or wrong?"
Ning Yue smiled and said, "If Grandpa Jiu feels a little guilty, can I take the opportunity to ask you something?"
Jiang Zizai was silent for a few moments, then smiled and said, "Tell me, if you need my help with anything."
After these few days of observation, Ning Yue felt that the only person he could trust now was Jiang Zizai.
Once he leaves, he may never come back. He can't let Zhou Lingyun be buried with him.
Although Zhou Lingyun has only his soul left, he may not have no chance of resurrecting his life.
Ning Yue slowly took out the soul bottle.
"Soul bottle? Is that why you went to Zichuan's house? The Tianhu clan must be here. I have heard that Lord Zichuan slaughtered the Tianhu clan, but why did you collect their souls?"
Jiang Zizai frowned slightly.
As soon as the soul bottle came out, the essence inside became manic like a stream of light, rushing around. Only one figure among them looked at Ning Yue blankly, with disbelief in his eyes.
This figure is none other than Zhou Lingyun!
She didn't know what to say, but Ning Yue couldn't hear her at all and could only whisper:
"Sister Lingyun, although you only have your soul left, there is always a way in this world for you to live again.
Mr. Zichuan was teased by me, and now he must not have thought that the soul bottle is in my hands. I will leave it to Grandpa Jiu for safekeeping for the time being. I will ask him to get it back after my matter is resolved this time. "
Zhou Lingyun obviously heard his voice, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he nodded vigorously.
At least she knows that right now she and her tribe will not be used as a guide to refining medicine!
"Uncle Zhou..."
Ning Yue spoke slowly again, with some hesitation in his tone.
He did not see Zhou Lingyun's father, a very elegant middle-aged man, among these spirits.
Could it be that the other party has lost his soul?
Zhou Lingyun made a few gestures with a smile on her face. Although she couldn't understand the meaning of her gestures, Ning Yue felt that the matter was not that simple. Maybe Zhou Lingyun's father was not in a state of despair. Otherwise, how could Zhou Lingyun laugh? ?
"Grandpa Jiu, my only request is that if I can come back alive, please keep the soul bottle safe for me. If I can't come back, if there is a chance in the future, help me find a way to bring them back to life."
Ning Yue looked at Jiang Zizai and said in a deep voice.
"That is to say, whether you are alive or dead, this soul bottle will be left to me for safekeeping, right?"
Jiang Zizai pondered.
"That's what it means."
Ning Yue grinned.
"It's not a big problem. As for bringing them back to life... I heard that in ancient times there was a forbidden technique similar to seizing a body, but this forbidden technique has been lost long ago. I can't guarantee this, so... you'd better come back alive. Take it away.
Before that, I'll keep it safe for you. "
Jiang Zizai smiled lightly.
"good."
Ning Yue nodded slightly.
Jiang Zizai smiled and opened the escape door with the key in his hand. This time, the color of the key in his hand turned gray and then turned into powder and scattered on the ground.
"It seems that opening the escape door also requires paying some price, and it cannot be opened casually."
Ning Yue thought to himself.
Then he and Jiang Zizai walked through the escape gate and appeared in a pavilion.
There were some guards standing around the pavilion. When these guards saw Jiang Zizai, they all clasped their fists and saluted:
"I have met Mr. Jiang in my humble position."
Mr. Jiang?
Is he still an official?
Ning Yue was a little surprised.
"No need to be surprised, almost all of my descendants from the Jiang family serve in the Shang Shen Dynasty. After all, our ancestors are the prime ministers of the current dynasty."
Jiang Zizai said calmly.
The guards around him looked at Ning Yue with some curiosity. They didn't know who this person was, and he was able to come back through the escape gate with Jiang Zizai.
"The place where you are is called Prisoner Mountain. This mountain is the most sacred mountain in Kyoto of the Shang Dynasty. It hides many secrets and many dangers."
Jiang Zizai led Ning Yue down the mountain, introducing him as he walked.
When Ning Yue heard this, he immediately became interested. The Shang Dynasty was such a powerful country, and this mountain was known as the number one sacred mountain in Kyoto of the Shang Dynasty. There must be something special about it, right?
He looked around and suddenly realized that the mountain range was indeed majestic and majestic. With his eyesight, he could only see a hundred feet away. Anywhere further away seemed to be covered with layers of mist, making it impossible to peer into it.
Unfortunately, Jiang Zizai didn't give him much time to admire the mountain. After going down the mountain, he found the prosperous Kyoto of the Shang Dynasty, and the Jiang Mansion was not far from here.
"Aren't you taking me to the seventh prince's residence?"
Ning Yue frowned.
"Go back to Jiang Mansion first."
Jiang Zizai pondered.
The gate of Jiang Mansion is as wide as eight carriages lined up side by side, and the tall sapphire stone wall is very impressive. It stretches for several miles with no end in sight, which shows how vast the Jiang Mansion covers in Kyoto.
The great Xiantian martial artist can only be an ordinary servant in the Jiang Mansion. To be a guard, one must have the cultivation of a great martial artist.
The leader of the guard who is approaching now is an indestructible great martial artist and a powerful quasi-king.
"Master Jiu, are you back?"
The guard leader stepped forward with a smile and clasped his fists.
"Um."
Jiang Zizai nodded slightly.
"Who is this?"
The other party looked at Ning Yue, a strange look flashed in his eyes, because Ning Yue's appearance gave him a very familiar feeling.
"It's not your place to ask."
Jiang Zizai glanced at the other person, and his voice suddenly turned cold.
When the guard leader heard this, he immediately stepped aside with a respectful look on his face.
Then Jiang Zizai took Ning Yue into the Jiang Mansion.
After the two of them had gone away, the leader of the guard trembled and looked at Ning Yue's back in shock.
"He's actually back!"
"Head, who is that?"
A guard was curious and came forward to ask.
"That guy, he's got a lot of background, but don't take it to heart, he'll be dead soon."
The guard leader smiled lightly.
