Chapter 1245: Resurrection method

The first thousand two hundred and forty-five chapters of the method of resurrection

Wang Shaoqing looked a little, and smiled strongly: "Old ancestors, what do you say?"

"This guy is yours."

Xuanzhen Dasheng suddenly waved his hand, and a figure suddenly rolled to Wang Shaoqing. The guy was a late monk in the eternal life. He looked up in horror and saw Wang Shaoqing, and quickly asked for help: "Master, save me!"

"You! Damn!"

Wang Shaoqing's face changed, and a palm was shot on his head. The guy suddenly violently died. When he was dying, his eyes still had a trace of unbelievable color.

"It’s useless to kill him."

Xuanzhen is a faint road.

Ning Qi frowned at this scene, ‘I finally tried your fox tail? 'Xuanzhen Dasheng's words, kept echoing in his mind, just a few moments, Ning Qi's complexion changed in vain, angry and incomparably looked at Xuanzhen Dasheng, eyes filled with killing meaning.

"Old ancestors, don't listen to this little man, I..."

Wang Shaoqing’s words have not been finished yet, and his face suddenly shows a horrible color. He saw that Xuanzhen Dasheng had reached out and grabbed her. Wang Shaoqing’s body suddenly became extremely stiff, and then narrowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Great Saint is caught in the palm of his hand.

"I want an explanation."

Ning Qi took a deep breath and looked at Xuanzhen Dasheng.

"Explain? At the beginning of your mother and Feng Jiuxian, this holy time has not been disposed of, and suddenly passed to the ear of the air, the old man feels that the Wang family has a ghost communication, but for many years, has been unable to catch her, this time, Give it a try, and then I will try her out. You should be happy, if it is not this person, you may be with your mother now."

Xuanzhen is a faint road.

"Do you want to let her spread the news in order to catch the ghost?"

Ning Qi cold road.

"Ok."

Xuanzhen Dasheng nodded.

"The marriage between me and Cher, from the very beginning, is the bureau of your cloth?"

Ning Qi's eyes are getting colder and colder.

"This is not the case. On the day of returning from Wang Hao, the Holy Spirit was ready to be deployed. At that time, the Holy Spirit had some doubts about Wang Shaoqing, but there was no evidence."

Xuanzhen is a faint road.

"You sacrificed the life of Cher, even I almost died in the hands of the other party, just to catch... an inner ghost?"

Ning Qi looked incredulously at Xuanzhen Dasheng, and the expression of the other party was indifferent at the moment.

"You achieve eternal life in the flesh, you are not so simple to die."

Xuan Zhen Da Sheng smiled slightly.

"But what about Cher? Her body is the same as a normal monk! Do you know she will die and lay this game?"

Ning Qi whispered.

"A sub-brother of a district, died and died. Can you find Wang Shaoqing as a ghost inside the family. Is there anything worthwhile? When the original Saint asked her to go to the 9th-order Tianlong Dan, but to prepare for you. A tripod, otherwise you can't bear the potency with your cultivation."

The mysterious brow of Xuan Zhenda was slightly wrinkled, and it seemed that Ningqi’s reaction made him somewhat unhappy.

Ning Qi silently looked at Xuan Zhen Da Sheng, and his heart raised a chill. This is a completely unrecognized existence. From the beginning to the end, he only acts in his own way, even Wang Xue, who is going to marry him, said Give up and give up, just to grab a ghost, just to determine the guess in your heart!

In other words, he may want to take revenge for Wang Muting, exporting bad luck, but he is the son of Wang Muting, but there is not much weight in his eyes!

"Take a good body."

Xuanzhen Dasheng's faint road, patted Ning Qi's shoulder, he turned and left.

The place was silent for half a time, and Ning Qi suddenly showed a hint of hope. "Snow still has to save! She is still not dead! As long as I can go to the underworld, I will have the chance to find her!"

Ning Qi is convinced that the scene he saw when he fainted before is absolutely true. The soul of Wang Xue was taken away by the monks of the underworld!

As long as he finds the way to the underworld, there is still a chance of one in ten thousand, which can bring Wang Xue back. Although this road is very difficult, but Wang Xue is dead because of himself, it is difficult, Ning Qi has to go Finish!

.........

Ninety-nine homes.

When Ningqi came back here, everyone looked at his eyes and they all shimmered. The fierce air said that they would wait another twenty years. If Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian did not appear, he would come to Ningqi, one only. For the rest of the 20-year life, and the people who have been sinful for half-step creation, everyone naturally fears to avoid it.

"You, what are you doing?"

Wang Hai and Wang Shan and his wife saw Ning Qi. His look changed slightly. Looking at Ning Qi’s eyes is very complicated and angry. I can't talk about it, but Wang Xue died because of Ning Qi, no, or because his father died, and Wang Xue was in front of Ning Qi. Otherwise, she might not die, so she was angry and there was of.

"What about Cher's body?"

Ning Qi faint road.

"Snow is dead, Bei Xuan, let's go."

Wang Hai sighed.

"Snow is not dead."

Ning Qi looked at Wang Hai with great care.

"Dead! Really dead in front of our eyes, killed by the fierce air! I don't want to see you now, if you don't leave, don't blame me!"

Wang Shan angered.

Jane pulled his arm and motioned him to calm down. Then, the other party almost became their son-in-law, and in the Wang family, they were much higher than them.

"What about Cher's body?"

Ning Qi did not seem to hear the voice of Wang Shan, still watching Wang Hai.

"She has been buried in the family ancestral tomb, you, have time to see her..."

Wang Hai’s eyes are reddish.

"Family ancestral tomb?"

Ning Qi nodded and looked at the three people deeply. Suddenly said: "Snow was taken away by the underworld monk, I will bring her back."

Not waiting for the three to react, Ning Qi has turned and left.

"Underworld monk?"

The trio glimpsed a little, and after a few interest, Wang Shan’s eyes showed a hint of hope: "Hey, madam, he, what he said is true?"

"There was a saying that there have been many sayings in Qinglong mainland. But who knows if there is really a underworld in this world? Even if there is, he... can you enter the underworld to bring Cher back? ?"

Wang Hai silently said.

"Hope is always good! Hope is always good!"

Wang Shan muttered to himself.

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Family ancestral tomb.

There were two lawsuits in the early days of the monk guards. After they saw Ningqi, they let them take a step and watched Ning Qi walk into the ancestral tomb. Here, the ruins of the Wang family’s dying, dying, and dying monks, a tombstone, show The color of time in different eras.

There is no light, rich and extravagant, and Ning Qi's eyes are on the lowest and the latest tombstone.

Before going to the tombstone, Ning Qi looked at the inscription above, subconsciously reached out and touched the tombstone, and slowly said to himself: "I will take you away, as long as your body is still there, there will always be a day to meet."

"If you bring me the ruins of the ruins, I will tell you a way to save her."

Meng Tianshu’s voice rang lightly behind Ningqi.