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39 Ghost Gate Undead, Long Wind's Soul and Soul are both scattered …

Inside the hall, everyone was listening to the fifth hidden spirit's explanation. The atmosphere was heavy and depressing.

Li Tuohuan glanced at the hidden spirit, and said thoughtfully, "Based on what you said, that strange black fog is very suspicious. Back then, it was possible that your mind was muddled because of the curse, and your mind was manipulated to kill innocent people wrongly."

The spirit muttered, "I don't know where that black mist came from, but the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest has never possessed such a bizarre baleful aura. Furthermore, upon entering the baleful aura, my mind suddenly became uncontrollable …"

Before the spirit could finish her sentence, Mu Xianqing said anxiously, "So you suspect that someone intentionally released this black mist aura. You suspect that there is a mastermind behind this. With your gentle, calm, and simple personality, if there wasn't someone plotting against you, you wouldn't have tried to kill anyone, right?" Mu Lengqing's sudden question revealed the thoughts in her heart, as well as what Yin Bao Scroll was about to say. Yin Baoyun's eyes were filled with gratitude as he glanced at Mu Xianqing. He didn't expect her to be the first to step out and help Taixuan.

Seeing that everyone's attitude had relaxed, Li Fengxian could not wait to say, "The mastermind behind this, the fact that we were ambushed is already very clear. The lonely souls of the dead that died in the Demon and Demon Realms have yet to be wronged, so the most urgent matter now is to punish the real culprit, to console the spirit of the loyal soul in the heavens!"

"The real killer? Are you sure that the fifth hidden spirit is the real culprit? "

"Everyone saw it with their own eyes, how could it be fake?"

"What about that ball of black mist baleful qi?" There are many doubts here, how can I make the decision just like that! "

"This tragedy doesn't even involve the Spiritual World, of course you can make sarcastic remarks."

"…"

"Alright!" Don't make any more noise! " Li Tuohuan raised a hand to stop the quarrels of the crowd in time. It seemed like there was some secret behind all this, so it would be better to have the Mysterious Ancient City investigate within a limited time. Wouldn't it be better if they found out the truth? Therefore, his gaze turned to the sword ruler's eyebrow, and said solemnly, "Chief ruler eyebrow, since the tragedy has already happened, we do not want to wrongly accuse any innocent people, and we do not want to let any innocent people go. Since everyone has doubts about the tragedy, why not give Taixuan for ten days, and let them investigate it within a time limit, so that they can tell everyone the truth?"

The ruler's eyebrow turned, he thought that with today's situation, if he were to mention punishing Taixuan, he would definitely be strongly opposed by the people. Rather than putting himself on the opposite side, it would be better to comply with the wishes of the majority, even if the time limit was extended by ten days, they would not be able to find anything. His gaze shot straight to Yin Bao Yun, and said in a clear voice: "Then, Sect Leader Li, according to Sect Leader's wishes, you will have to give a satisfactory explanation to everyone in the Profound Sky Continent ten days from now!"

Yin Baoyun took advantage of the situation and said decisively, "Many thanks to the leaders of the various realms. Even the Supreme Mystery had spoken and promised to do so. Ten days from now, his soul will definitely perish as well!"

As everyone left, Mu Xianqing walked in front of Yan Baoyun and said, "Elder Yin, I can only help you until here. I believe that there is a truth behind this. If you need help, I believe that Spirit Master will help!" Yin Bao Yun cupped his fists together in thanks.

"You've already been in the Supreme Profound for more than a month and you're now free and unfettered. Right now, the Supreme Profound is already a vortex, yet you're still not coming back with me to the Immortal World?"

Gu Xueluo was currently sad and depressed about the hidden spirit incident. She had long tossed everything to the back of her mind and resolutely said, "Now that the hidden spirit is in trouble, you want me to go back with you. Do you really have the heart to see an innocent person die a golden death?!"

Li Dayuan was extremely angry, and said with a wave of his hand: "I don't care what kind of relationship you have with him, in short … You better take care of yourself! " With that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

In such a huge hall, only the disciples of Supreme Profound City remained, and the entire hall was once again deathly silent.

"Master, we only have ten days, should we hurry to the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest now?!"

Yin Bao rolled his eyes with a worried expression as he paced back and forth, seemingly considering how he should investigate the matter within the next ten days.

The Hidden Spirit's expression was as hard as iron. It bowed and said in a deep voice, "Master, Senior Brothers, it is all the fault of the Hidden Spirit. It brought so much trouble to the Supreme Profound, the Hidden Spirit is willing to shoulder all of the responsibilities and sins."

Abruptly, Yin Bao Yun who had sunk into deep thought finally opened his mouth. His gaze locked onto Hidden Spirit and said, "Hidden Spirit, we believe that you are innocent, but we need a lot of evidence to prove that this is the most important ten days. From now on, we must work together. The two of you immediately rushed to the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest to meet up with Zong Yin. This time, even if you have to dig up three feet of the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest, you have to find clues and gather all the relevant evidence. Yu Yi, the two of you will be in charge of investigating the clues related to the journey from the Taixuan capital to the Shang father's altar. There will definitely be places for you to break through. As for me, I have an even more important mission. "

Yin Bao Yun's gaze slowly moved to Gu Xueluo, and with a tone of hesitation and gratitude, he said, "Miss Xueluo, today, even my Supreme Mystery was struck by this tribulation. I didn't think that you would not abandon me, for this Hidden Spirit kid to have such a close friend is the fortune of his previous life. Just follow the Hidden Spirit and help him investigate the truth in the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest. "

She was like a pool of spring water, unable to bear even the slightest ripple. The expression on her flawless white face was firm and resolute, and she lightly made a decision that the two of them would live and die together as she deeply said: "Thank you for your trust in me. No matter what difficulties Taixuan has, I will always be by his side no matter what tribulations the Hidden Spirit encounters."

The spirit suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around Gu Xueluo's shoulders. She whispered, "Xueluo, you …"

The Supreme Mystery City was open, and two disciples galloped their horses out of the entrance gates as if running in a race against time. That's right, they were indeed racing against time, tracking down every suspicious place as if it was only a matter of time, because ten days was too short!

In contrast to Gu Xueluo's grief and grievance, the Fifth Concealed Spirit's grievance and injustice, the Immortal World's Right Saint, Lingran Changfeng, was currently standing in grief and despair in the Mausoleum Palace of the Kunlun Ruins. This mausoleum was a place where immortals were buried in the Immortal World. After Yang Mingfei was attacked and killed, his body was brought back to the mausoleum.

The mausoleum was extremely cold. Yang Mingfei's body was coldly lying on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. His eyes and teeth no longer existed, and his smile was like a flower that could not return. However, there was nowhere to hide the true feelings. They were just like a young man with a childhood sweetheart, whose heart was filled with grievances and sorrow, floating in the wind.

Ling Ran and Changfeng no longer had the memories of their previous lives, so they had no way of knowing their previous lives' Changfeng's identity and experiences. Now that he was the long and thin wind of the Immortal World, he fell in love with the Yang Mingfei Feather. This left holy envoy from the Immortal World that was made from the feather of Linlang Lin Lianli was as if everything was destined to happen and was once again filled with sorrow.

Although the Yangming Flying Feather was already immortal and the body was here, where was the Undead?

Ling Ran's voice was filled with urgency as she asked Li Jiuhuan, "Your Excellency, Flying Feather has already passed away, but the Undead have yet to be restored. Where exactly is her Undead?"

"After these individuals from the six realms have died, the Undead would have to enter the gates of hell, and then enter the cycle of reincarnation through the gates of hell. If her Undead were to remain in the gates of hell forever, they would not be able to enter the Land of Death, and they would never have the chance to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Lingran and Long Wind anxiously said, "How can I let Fei Yu be a ghost? She wants to enter the afterlife, is there any way to let her Undead enter the afterlife?"

Li Tuohuan was startled for a moment. Looking at Linglan's urgent gaze, his heart throbbed, and he muttered to himself: "The only way is to enter the gates of hell as a living person, and recall the Undead from Flying Feather to enter the rear earth. However, the gates of hell are filled with Miasma, so it is extremely dangerous for a living person to enter the gates of hell, causing the body to be separated from the soul. The body will remain in slumber in the Six Realms, while the undead will never be able to return to the Six Realms. This method is too risky, and I won't allow the Immortal World to try it! " Li Dayuan had already seen through Lingxi's thoughts and decisively stressed them, as if he wanted to dispel this foolish idea that had just emerged in his mind.

Ling Ran's eyes lit up as her face brimmed with joy: "Looks like this is the best way to restore Flying Feather to being a Undead and enter the cycle of reincarnation. Even if there is a sliver of hope, I will try it with everything I have. "The words of Ling Ran were not only a confession to those who had passed away, but also an expression of her attitude to Li.

Li Jiu Huan turned around and closed her eyes. She thought to herself, yet another young man trapped in love. Why is there so many Exquisite Heart in the Immortal World? His face was gloomy as he said in a low tone: "Do you want me to lose the right holy emissary if you lose the ghost door?" Since Flying Feather was already dead, he could just let her go with the wind. Perhaps, this was a fate long destined for her. And now, you have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of rebuilding power in the Immortal World. I need your help, and in the future, you will have even more responsibilities! Do you understand what I mean? "

Ling Ran smiled, shook her head slightly, and said coldly: "Sir, Ling Ran, the reason why I have my day here is all thanks to Sir's meticulous nurturing and even your life. But Your Majesty, my heart has long been the Feather. If her undead cannot be reincarnated, I will never be at peace. Even if I have to use my entire world to exchange for Flying Feather's reincarnation, I would not hesitate at all, so I hope that your highness can grant my wish. " Finished speaking, he kneeled on the ground and bowed deeply towards Li Jiu Huan. After that, he stood up and turned around to leave, his clothes fluttering in the wind as if he was crying out in grief for this tragic and loyal journey.

Li Jiu Huan stared blankly at the figure of the Ling Ran's long Wind Art disappearing, and said sorrowfully: "Could it be that you want to give up the entire Immortal World, and abandon your bright future for the sake of a dead body?"

"Sir, if I am able to return safely from hell this time, I am willing to shoulder a greater responsibility in the Immortal World!"

Li Dayuan sorrowfully sighed, "To ask what the emotions of the six realms are, to directly teach them the meaning of life and death!"

Ling Ran and Chang Feng resolutely and decisively entered into the sect. It was as if they were going to participate in a duel; waves of emotions surged in their hearts.

In Father Shang's Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest, the fifth hidden spirit, Ning'an, and Gu Xueluo quickly approached. When they were about to enter the forest at the edge of the bamboo forest, Gu Xueluo felt a strange baleful aura. Bamboo waves rippled out, leaves rustled, and branches swayed, causing people to shudder.

Gu Xueluo said vigilantly, "This bamboo forest is so strange. The murderous aura is so heavy that there's no bamboo snow at all. Usually it doesn't seem like this. We should be more careful."

"You did remind me. I've come to the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest a few times, but now I feel something is different. It's cold and gloomy. Could someone have done something to it?"

The Hidden Spirit slightly raised its eyebrows and said doubtfully, "Is it because the weather is a little cold today and the snow in the bamboo forest hasn't melted? That's why you all feel this way."

Suddenly, a burst of lively and fresh music came from the bamboo forest. The three of them were shocked. This melody was elegant and graceful, yet it was also extremely refreshing. It was hard to tell what kind of musical instrument they were playing.

Gu Xueluo said in surprise: "Who is playing the tune? The tune is so strange, is there anyone else in the forest?"

"What kind of musical instrument is this? The sound is so strange …" Ning Anshi was already attracted by the sound of the melody. "Besides Zong Yin and the rest in the bamboo forest, there's probably no one else."

The spirit revealed a happy expression and slightly smiled. It wanted to say something but hesitated. Gu Xueluo and Ning Anshi both looked at the hidden spirit at the same time, flabbergasted. Quietly, he said, "Don't worry, it's brother Zhu Jiuyin."

Gu Xueluo was slightly shocked and said in surprise, "Brother? When did he become your brother? "

The Spirit Stunned and looked at the two. "This is a long story. I will tell you about it in the future."

The three of them galloped their horses into the bamboo forest, only to see Zhu Jiuyin, dressed in a black robe, fall from the top of the bamboo forest.

Without waiting for the three to speak, he stepped forward, his gaze falling upon the hidden spirit. He said anxiously: "Junior Brother Ling, I have heard about the tragedy at the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest. I am extremely anxious for you, so I rushed here to lend you a hand."

"Thank you, brother, for worrying about me. Hidden Spirits have caused so much trouble that they have to work so hard for me."

Gu Xueluo sized up Zhu Jiuyin and said with a face, "Looks like Palace Head Zhu is a worried person. May I ask if you played that melody?"

Candle Jiu Yin bowed, revealed a smile, and apologized, "Your highness is lacking in manners. That foul voice was played by Nine Yin using bamboo leaves. Please forgive me for disturbing Your highness."

Gu Xueluo said in surprise, "Oh, I'm afraid you're the only one in the world who can make such a beautiful melody with ordinary bamboo leaves. You're worthy of being the Demon Lord, I'm impressed!" Gu Xueluo returned the greeting with clasped hands.

"Just a few days ago, Jiu Yin was feeling unwell and had been resting in the palace. He did not expect that such a huge incident happened in the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest and that he was here today to share the pressure on Brother Ling. Let's hurry up and go," Zhu Jiuyin said with a smile.

The Ghost sect was an existence that was different from the other six realms. Together with the Great Sea and the Earth, it was also known as the "land of evil." At this moment, Ling Ran and Long Feng had been standing at the edge of the ghost door for a while, his face ashen, his expression wooden. In order to recall Yang Mingfei's undead soul from the ghost door, he had to risk it all.

With a leap, he quickly surrounded the evil aura and jumped into the ghost door.

Suddenly, he felt cold, damp, and suffocated. The wandering souls in his blurry vision slowly walked past. In a trance, his blurry eyes saw the departed souls of Flying Feather. She was still as beautiful as a flower, and he didn't know what to do as he stood there fearfully. Ling Ran's heart burned with anxiety, but her steps were too heavy to move away from. She could only see that Fei Yu's soul was becoming more and more blurry, and her expression was becoming more and more horrified …

Suddenly, Ling Ran and Long Wind felt a heart-wrenching pain, the evil aura had already invaded his body, "Ah …" Ah … "No …" A heart-wrenching roar. His body had fallen and the dead were out of his body. He tested himself by risking his own life, but in the end, he still could not escape the danger of his body and soul being separated.

However, at the last moment, Lingran called back Flying Feather's Undead. He used his soul to exchange for Flying Feather's Undead to enter the cycle of reincarnation, while he himself was trapped in an irrecoverable situation.

From then on, he would forever be in the gates of hell, unable to wake up, and the Undead would have to endure the torment.