Huan Xin agreed to these three things. He knew that these three things would not be that easy, so he put aside Widow Han and the fairy grass. Even in this volcanic hell, how could a living person want to enter the eighteenth level of hell? Child's play?
Since ancient times, there have been rules in both the Yin and Yang realms. It's not a matter of whether you can enter, but a matter of whether you enter the underworld and the Yin soldiers and the Yin commanders don't care about you.
But the only good thing is that there are quite a few people who know Qing Xin and You Shengjian, and many of them have good relationships with him.
But even so, he wasn't sure whether he could get to the 18th floor, so Huan Xin took out his cell phone and called his senior brother. He also wanted to make sure.
After answering the phone, the senior brother listened to Huan Xin's story and said only one sentence to Huan Xin: "As for Su He, Uncle Tianfeng has already used the Qingyu Token. You also know that since the Qingyu Token arrived in Tian This is the first time I have used it in Uncle Feng’s hands. Bei Ming has already supported you at any cost, so you can do whatever you want. Bei Ming will take care of you if anything happens."
After hearing this, Huan Xin suddenly felt confident. Going to the underworld did not require the strength of Tongyin. The black sign in his hand that Bai Wuchang gave him could open the door to the underworld at will without any need. He is no longer "looking for someone to build a bridge" like his senior brother.
Later, Huanxin learned from Uncle Qi that every sunset, a light would light up in Widow Han's house in Xitou, and the clock would start at that time.
At noon, Old Man Qi really stewed a hen, but he told Huan Xin that this chicken could only be eaten by that girl, so Huan Xin had no choice but to chew pickles and dry bread.
Su He looked at Huan Xin distressedly from the side. She couldn't eat the meat. Several times she secretly stuffed meat into Huan Xin's mouth, but Old Man Qi found out and ruthlessly rejected her!
Huan Xin had no doubt that there was anything wrong with the soup. After all, Huan Xin had guessed some of the old man's true identity.
In the afternoon, Su He's face turned a lot more rosy. This way Huan Xin was more excited than drinking chicken soup, so he slept with Su He in the back room. When Su He fell asleep, Huan Xin looked at his watch and walked out quietly. Door.
Su He's tears slipped silently and silently.
Naturally, the conversation between Qi Xin and Old Man Qi in the morning was not carried behind her back. Su He naturally heard it clearly. Each of the three things seemed impossible, but Huan Xin took it all for her. Come down.
Huan Xin went out and looked at Uncle Qi who was munching on the butt of a chicken at the Eight Immortals table, and bowed deeply. First, he thanked Uncle Qi for giving him the opportunity, and second, he thanked him for being an old hen.
Qi Huanxin said loudly and loudly: "I promise to do these three things in one night. When the time comes, I hope you will always help me out of your true love for me. In the future, Qi Huanxin will definitely remember this kindness."
Uncle Qi didn't raise his head, as if he didn't understand what Huan Xin was saying. After Huan Xin finished speaking, she left Uncle Qi's house with a faint smile and walked toward the mountain alone.
Although Huan Xin didn't know what Uncle Qi put in Su He's chicken soup, the plain herbal scent couldn't hide from Huan Xin's nose. After all, I have been studying occult medicine techniques since I was a child, so I am very familiar with this taste. Seeing that Su He's condition improved significantly after drinking it, Huan Xin was able to somewhat confirm the identity of Uncle Qi.
Huan Xin didn't go too far and started meditating on a hillside behind the house. During this time, she had been running around and working hard, which consumed a lot of her energy. Huan Xin also took a pill refined by the senior brother, thinking Take advantage of the time before sunset to recover your strength, otherwise you will really not be sure of these three things in the future!
Now Huan Xin's cultivation has reached the late stage of leaving the body. The reason for his rapid growth is also because of everything Huan Xin has experienced in the past three years. He has grown up in countless battles.
Soon the sun had set, and Huan Xin also opened his eyes. Looking at the beautiful sunset scenery in Shennongjia, he couldn't help but sigh. In the past three years, he and Su He have gone through too many ups and downs, but every time is considered a blessing. No danger, I hope this time I can turn the bad luck into good luck and get through it safely! !
When the sun disappeared in the western sky, the house in the west was indeed illuminated by a faint light. Qing Xin didn't feel any ghostly energy here, so he opened the door without any expression.
After walking in, Qing Xin's first impression was that no one had been in this house for many years, and the dust was so thick that half of the soles of his shoes were covered.
What was shining in the room was something like a long-bright lamp, but inside it was also in a state of exhaustion, with only a piece of jade still giving off a faint light.
Huan Xin also understood that this house just faced the west. The jade glowed because it absorbed the essence of the sun when it set in the west, so it emitted light. The principle was similar to that of a night-light pearl.
But in the room, Huan Xin didn't feel a trace of soul power fluctuations, but Huan Xin always felt like being stared at. He knew that Widow Han must be in this room but he couldn't see it.
Huan Xin looked at his watch, but he didn't have that much time. When it was late at night, he set up a Yin gathering circle in the room. Huan Xin probably couldn't see the soul body because there wasn't enough Yin energy here!
After setting up the magic circle, he opened his eyes to the extreme and could barely see a soul in front of him that was so weak that it was about to dissipate.
This is obviously the soul of a woman, but in this state it is as if she will dissipate into the world at any time if a stronger wind blows.
This state, let alone transcendence, would probably break the existing balance and cause it to dissipate if it touches even the slightest bit of Dao power!
Qing Xin also understands the difficulty of this matter! How can it be possible to restore the soul of a ghost in such a short time in one night?
But what a coincidence, Huan Xin really has a way to help Widow Han recover her soul body. The reason is that Huan Xin has always had a drop of "ghost tears" on her body!
Don't underestimate these ghost tears, they are a one-of-a-kind treasure. After all, it is impossible to move a ghost to tears. This drop of ghost tears was left by one of the purified imps when Huan Xin faced the nine-headed monster baby last time. At that time, both Zhou Jiang and Yu Liang felt that this thing was too useless and useless, so they both If you don't want it, leave it to Huan Xin.
These ghost tears are the best thing to restore the soul and body. Just one drop can restore a ghost that is about to lose its soul to its original state.
Who would have thought that this drop of ghost tears would come in handy now, so it would no longer be difficult to restore the soul of Widow Han.
Huan Xin no longer hesitated. He integrated all his Tao power into the crystallization of this tear. With the integration of Tao power, the tear gradually became crystal clear and radiant. Huan Xin controlled the tears and slowly sent them into the soul of the widow Han who was about to dissipate. For a moment, a bright light suddenly appeared. Huan Xin closed her eyes unnaturally, and then the soul of the widow Han disappeared. After a little recovery, the soul body stared a lot.
Widow Han, who had recovered her soul, turned out to be a graceful and charming woman. Looking at Widow Han's face, Huan Xin couldn't help but sigh, saying that this might be the most beautiful female ghost he had ever seen.
