As soon as Bu Xiaotian said this, everyone in Zileifeng glanced at him and exited the tent tacitly.
They all knew something about Bu Xiaotian and Mo Li, and knew what he wanted to ask. Although they cared about him, they also knew Bu Xiaotian's temperament, so they didn't force them to stay.
After everyone from Purple Thunder Peak left, Bu Xiaocai looked at the other high priests and said:
"I have something to ask the High Priest of the Ghost Spirit Tribe alone. I wonder if some of you can step aside for a moment?"
The five high priests looked at each other and nodded.
"sure."
Then he also left the tent.
After everyone else left, only Bu Xiaotian and the High Priest of the Ghost Clan were left in the tent. The originally lively tent suddenly became quiet.
Perhaps because he has been dealing with dead souls for many years, there is a cold air lingering around the high priest of the Ghost Tribe. In addition, he is wearing a black robe, making him look a little gloomy.
Even the light in his tent seemed a little afraid of his presence, and the side around him seemed darker than other places.
In the quiet tent, Bu Xiaotian and the High Priest of the Ghost Spirit Tribe looked at each other for a moment, but it was the High Priest of the Ghost Spirit Tribe who spoke first:
"I can feel that there is another person's remnant soul in you. The thing you want to ask must be related to it, right?"
His tone seemed a bit sinister, and as his voice sounded, a gloomy wind seemed to blow in the tent, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.
Bu Xiaotian's cultivation was advanced, so he was naturally unaffected. When he heard the words of the High Priest of the Ghost Clan, he was slightly shocked, but then he felt relieved.
The Ghost Clan has been dealing with ghosts all year round, so they are naturally more sensitive to the existence of souls, not to mention that the other party is the high priest of the Ghost Clan.
After calming down, Bu Xiaotian said truthfully:
"The high priest is right. One of my...friends burned her soul to save me, leaving only a few residual souls. I wonder if the high priest can save her?"
After listening to Bu Xiaotian's words, the High Priest of the Ghost Tribe pondered for a moment before speaking:
"Being able to burn your soul to save your life means that in her heart, you must be more important than her life. Such a person should be more than just a friend, right?"
Hearing this, Bu Xiaotian recalled Mo Li's original determination, couldn't help but twitch slightly in his heart, and said in a low voice:
"Yes, in my heart, she is more important than anything else. I have traveled all over the Central Plains these years just to find a way to save her, but there is no way to cure her. As long as I can cure her, I can Give me everything in exchange!"
As if sensing the determination in Bu Xiaotian's words, the High Priest of the Ghost Clan took another look at him and said:
"Let me see that remnant soul."
Bu Xiaotian carefully took out the jade pendant hanging on his chest and never left it, as if he was afraid that it would suddenly break into pieces, and moved it very gently to the high priest of the Ghost Clan.
The High Priest of the Ghost Tribe also knew that this jade pendant was very important to Bu Xiaotian. He took it solemnly, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then closed his eyes. It was as if an invisible wind came from his hands, slowly surrounding the jade pendant. Slow flow.
After a long time, under Bu Xiaotian's nervous gaze, the high priest of the Ghost Clan returned the jade pendant to him and shook his head with regret.
Even though he had been disappointed countless times, Bu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw the high priest of the Ghost Clan shaking his head.
The High Priest of the Ghost Tribe looked at Bu Xiaotian who looked a little lost. Although he couldn't bear it, he still said truthfully:
"This jade pendant is a treasure that can warm and nourish the soul. Even the remnant soul can slowly recover as long as it is fostered in it. But the remnant soul inside is too broken. If it is not forcibly broken by someone with great magic power, The remaining three souls gathered inside may have completely dissipated long ago, and even reincarnation is impossible. And if you want to use the power of this jade pendant to fully nourish them, it will take a long, long time, a hundred years, a thousand years, or even longer. , even if you are not like this now, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day."
"Is there really no other way?"
Bu Xiaotian was unwilling to accept this cruel fact.
The high priest of the ghost tribe shook his head and said:
"At least I have no choice here. Judging from the degree of damage to this remnant soul, her seven souls have been completely burned out long ago. Even if you can find a way to restore her three souls, you will either send her to reincarnation or send her to reincarnation. She was forcibly transformed into a spirit ghost, or you could find a body with three souls dispersed and seven souls still there, and you might be able to bring her body back to life.
But the cost of the latter two methods is very huge, because you disrupt the order of reincarnation. If you do this, then her soul will be intolerable to heaven and earth, and she will never be able to enter reincarnation. The moment she dies again, Her soul will be completely dissipated, and there will be no room for recovery! "
The high priest of the Ghost Spirit Clan summoned his Ghost King and continued:
"Just like me, this spirit ghost was made by voluntarily dedicating three souls after the death of the previous generation of high priests. Because he violated the will of heaven and earth, he not only lost the chance of reincarnation, but also failed to retain his consciousness. He became A mindless weapon."
As the High Priest of the Ghost Clan finished speaking, the light in Bu Xiaotian's eyes gradually dimmed, as if the whole world had lost its color.
After a long time, Bu Xiaocai cupped his fists towards the High Priest of the Ghost Clan and said in a dry voice:
"Thank you, High Priest, I understand."
The High Priest of the Ghost Tribe did not speak, but quietly watched Bu Xiaotian walking stiffly outside the tent step by step.
It wasn't until Bu Xiaotian left for a long time that a sigh of regret came from the tent.
Although everyone in Zileifeng left the tent before, they didn't go too far. When they saw Bu Xiaotian's devastated look when he came out, they had already guessed the outcome of the matter.
Chu Yungong saw Mo Li blocking Bu Xiaotian with his own eyes, and could best understand his mood at this time, but even he, who was always eloquent, didn't know how to comfort him for a while.
When Bu Xiaotian came to the crowd, they didn't ask anything, they just stayed with him silently and walked towards the tent where they lived.
Everyone was silent along the way. After arriving at the place, Bu Xiaotian entered the tent alone without saying anything to them.
Although everyone else was worried about his condition, they also knew that he needed to be alone at this time, so they did not follow him in.
Seeing Bu Xiaotian enter the tent, Chu Yungong looked at Xiang Yunwen and said:
"Elder brother, we..."
Xiang Yunwen shook his head and said:
"Give me some time, we can't help him."
Then everyone fell into silence again.
Bu Xiaotian stopped moving as soon as he stayed in the tent.
Everyone knew that he wanted to stay by himself for a while, and they could only hope that he could come out on his own sooner.
Yun Ying looked at the silent tent and couldn't wait any longer. He was worried that Bu Xiaotian would get confused and wanted to break in, but when he approached the tent, he was bounced away by a huge force.
The tent was unknowingly placed with a barrier.
Everyone was shocked when they saw Yun Ying being bounced away.
You must know that Yun Ying's cultivation has already reached the fifth level of "Dao Xuan Jing", her soul has been perfected, and she has even faintly touched the threshold of "Shenxu". Ordinary barriers cannot stop her at all.
Xiang Yunwen stepped forward and examined it carefully for a moment, with a slightly relaxed look on his face.
This is the barrier set up by Bu Xiaotian himself. The existence of the barrier at least means that Bu Xiaotian's life is not in danger.
If he used all his strength, he could break the barrier, but since Bu Xiaotian used the barrier to lock himself in the tent, he obviously didn't want to be disturbed, so he gave up the idea.
It was not until a few days later that the entire Barbarian Royal Court had been renovated, and there were not many traces of the previous battle visible from the outside.
On this day, when Yun Ying was habitually sitting in front of his tent and looking at Bu Xiaotian's tent, the curtain of the tent that had been silent for a long time was suddenly opened, and Bu Xiaotian walked out of it.
"Brother Xiaotian!"
Seeing Bu Xiaotian's figure, Yun Ying's face showed a look of surprise, but when she saw Bu Xiaotian's pale face, the look of surprise that just appeared on her face was immediately replaced by worry.
Bu Xiaotian looked at Yun Ying's pretty face, barely smiled, and walked towards her slowly.
Looking at Bu Xiaotian's frivolous footsteps, Yun Ying immediately realized something was wrong.
At their level, it actually doesn't make any difference whether they eat or not. Even if they haven't eaten enough water or rice for a few days, they definitely shouldn't be like this.
Yun Ying saw that Bu Xiaotian looked like he might fall down at any moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
Just as he held Bu Xiaotian's arm, Yun Ying couldn't help but scream:
"Brother Xiaotian, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, everyone else also heard Yun Ying's voice and walked out of their tents.
When they saw that Bu Xiaotian had to rely on Yun Ying's support to stand firm, their expressions all changed drastically.
Wu Yang and Zi Yue quickly ran to Bu Xiaotian and helped Yun Ying support Bu Xiaotian.
Xiang Yunwen looked at Bu Xiaotian solemnly, frowned and asked:
"Junior brother, your soul?"
Bu Xiaotian shook his head and stopped Xiang Yunwen from continuing:
"I'm fine. I'll just recover for a while."
Hearing Bu Xiaotian say this, Xiang Yunwen frowned even more tightly.
The soul is already showing signs of being scattered. How can it be restored after a period of cultivation?
But seeing Bu Xiaotian's unwillingness to say more, he didn't ask too much.
Pressing his hands on Bu Xiaotian's temples, he used his own cultivation to help him stabilize his soul.
After a moment, Xiang Yunwen withdrew his hand.
After Xiang Yunwen's help, Bu Xiaotian's condition improved a lot. Although his face was still very pale, he could stand firm without the help of others.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Bu Xiaotian thanked him.
Xiang Yunwen shook his head and said:
"There is no need to be so polite between you and me."
Bu Xiaotian didn't say anything. He looked at the worried people around him and said with an apology on his face:
"I'm sorry for making everyone worried."
Chu Yungong shook his head and said:
"Junior brother, please stop talking for now. It's better to go back and recuperate. There are some Qingshen Pills here, which may have some effect on your current situation."
Bu Xiaotian took the porcelain bottle from Chu Yungong's hand, nodded, and returned to his tent with the support of his two apprentices.
A moment later, in the tent.
Bu Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the mat, with Ziyue and Wu Yang standing in front of him.
Bu Xiaotian looked at his two apprentices and said:
"Although I have accepted you as my disciple, I haven't taught you much. I really feel ashamed to call you master."
Perhaps because he was too weak, Bu Xiaotian spoke a little slowly, and it took him a while to finish a sentence.
He stopped the two of them from speaking with his eyes, and then said:
"The troubled times are coming. I have a piece of mental teaching here called "The Heavenly Sutra" that will be of some help to your practice. I will pass it on to you now. Please remember it..."
