In the darkness, Chu Xunyu was sitting on the ground, only remembering that it suddenly exploded in the burning pain. Chu Xunyu subconsciously hugged his head. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the darkness, sitting on the ground, touching his body, and all the wounds healed. It was incredible, but where was this? Chu Xunyu was confused because he could not see his five fingers. What was strange was that the five senses of the cultivator seemed to have been ruined at this moment. He could not feel anything. The only thing he could feel was... darkness, and boundless darkness.

Chu Xunyu tentatively got up, wandering around in a daze for a long time. Where is this? He opened his mouth and shouted Wangchen and Muyuan around him, but he couldn't get a response. He couldn't help but curse Maomao loudly. He also pretended to be Phoenix Ash with some unknown thing and ate himself like this. Maybe he had been poisoned for many days and was brought here. He didn't know how to fight Rukong and Ruhuan. Chu Xunyu ran away in anger, not knowing where to run. In short, it was right to run. He had to find an exit and press Maomao into the toilet after going out, and had to clean it up.

As a result, it was almost half an hour since I ran away. Chu Xunyu was still in the darkness, and he couldn't help but wonder where he was? The long sword of the love was not by his side, and he could not get a response when calling Ting'er loudly. He couldn't help but feel a little lack of confidence. He sat on the ground and rested with anger, flexing his muscles and bones, and collected all the classics he had read in his life, but he had never described the strange place in front of him. He couldn't help but feel very strange. He simply lay flat on the ground, feeling the endless darkness around him, thinking about what else to do to go out. It's really time to use the book.

I hate that I am not only not rich enough, but my life is also very simple. I have two different things in total, one is medical and the other is martial arts. At this moment, if I know some space or time techniques, I might be able to use them. I don’t have any other things on my body, so I am so poor. I don’t have any magic weapons except a long sword of love. I would have taken more relics in the polar places. I wouldn’t have been able to use them one day. Now that I have lost my sword and I don’t have other treasures. I’m not going to be able to use them. I’m going to be dead. There are no dangers or monsters here, so I don’t have to fight.

Chu Xunyu was in a bad mood. After exploring his body for a long time, he couldn't think of a solution. There was no other thing available on his body. He was very upset. He suddenly found that there was a jade pendant on his chest. He had been carrying this jade pendant since he was a child. Later, he also knew that it was carved by Zhang Jianzi of Yin and Yang family for himself after returning to the past. Now it was just a thing, but he didn't know what it was for now. He was really amused and laughed. He subconsciously played with the jade pendant with his hands, looking at the darkness on it, and kept thinking about ways. He didn't know what to do.

Chu Xunyu lay down in a "big" shape with one hand on his head, and touched the jade pendant with the other hand. He accidentally remembered when he said goodbye to Xingluo Zhang. Xingluo Zhang pretended to be mysterious and bragging to himself. If one day he got lost, the jade pendant he carved would guide him to find his way home. He couldn't help but snorted coldly and spat: "Blind Zhang is also talking nonsense, pretending to be a god and ghost all day long. People from the Yin and Yang family are talented in the world. They can see through the next eight hundred years when they blow around. This jade pendant doesn't even count as a magic weapon. I want to see how it takes me home."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a blurry shadow at his sight. He couldn't tell what it was. Chu Xunyu was overjoyed. He was a human or a ghost and finally got a little frowning. He jumped up and ran there. He didn't run far away. He couldn't help but be happy. This shadow was actually a mountain wall. I don't know how high the mountain wall is. I looked up and couldn't see the head. I tried it with my hands. It seemed not very strong. Then it was easy to deal with. Who was afraid of whom? Chu Xunyu rolled up his cuffs and picked out the stones on the mountain wall one by one. Sure enough, he saw a little light in the gap. Chu Xunyu laughed, speeded up, and opened a big hole in a few strokes. He silenced his head and drilled into the light...

The sun is too dazzling. Chu Xunyu stayed in the dark for too long. He couldn't even open his eyes when he came out. Everything was blurry. There must be people around him. There were many, and there were many, because the voices of several children were ringing in his ears and asked who they were. When his vision gradually recovered, Chu Xunyu slowly lowered his hands and found that he was in a mountain, on the top of the cliff, and stood by several five or six years old children standing around him. He dragged his nose and looked curiously at himself, lowered his head and looked around at the foot of the mountain.

It was a large village with smoke rising from the cooking stove. This village was surrounded by mountains and waters, with waterfalls flying, and terraced fields on the slopes of the forest. Chu Xunyu looked at the children around him who were curious about him, and slowly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and looked back and found that he had come out of the cave. He shook his head helplessly. A little fat child looked at Chu Xunyu with a face man: "Big brother, you jumped out of the stone,"

Chu Xunyu asked the child next to him without answering: "Little guy, I'll ask you, where is this?"

The fat little boy curled his lips and said unhappily: "My mother said that, don't let us talk to strangers."

Chu Xunyu shook his head and asked again, "Come on, I'll ask your mother, where is your mother?"

The fat boy replied angrily again: "My father said, don't take men to find my mother."

Chu Xunyu asked again angrily: "Then how do you find your father?"

The fat boy continued to shake his head and replied: "The village chief said, you can't bring outsiders into our village."

"Then how can you find your village chief?" Chu Xunyu smiled angry and pointed at the fat boy with a stern face and scolded, "If you dare to say that the village chief can't find me, I will tie you up on the tree and throw cold water while beating you."

This scared the children. The children scattered and took Chu Xunyu down the mountain to find someone. Chu Xunyu followed them around and soon arrived at a big house. After a short while, he pushed the door open. An old man in black coat and long robe stood in the yard, holding a crutch and directed the old woman to clean the bathroom. The old man was not very fat, but he was energetic and had three long beards. He looked a little bit. He was quite curious when he saw Chu Xunyu coming, so he asked, talking about Sichuan and Shu dialect. Chu Xunyu said roughly and asked the old man where is this? What era is it?

The old man was also puzzled, saying that this was the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. Of course, it was the Hongwu period. Chu Xunyu breathed a sigh of relief. Just the time was right. Don’t send him back to the past like Zhang. But the location was wrong. Isn’t it in the far sea? What did Maomao give him food? How could he blow himself back to Shu? He was almost sent to Qingcheng. But now he couldn’t prepare yet, and he could really go there for help. Mo Yu could see if he was there. After saying that, he asked the village chief where he left. The old man was generous and told Chu Xunyu that our village was small, and that there was only one road after leaving the entrance of the village. He could see a river not far away. After crossing the bridge, he went to the nearest county government lobby. He took advantage of the early days to get on the road.

Chu Xunyu thanked the village chief and looked up and was about to leave. Suddenly, a villager came to report it outside the door and said that something was wrong. Chu Xunyu understood it when he heard it. It turned out that there was a rich man in this village. Of course, the village was not rich, and there was only one rich man in total. The rich man Liu fell in love with the little widow at the east end of the village two days ago and insisted on taking a concubine. Everyone advised him that the little widow was so beautiful that he was not a good man. He killed his ex-husband. Why should he think about this when he was old? Liu refused to listen and insisted on marrying him. Isn’t this a problem? In just two days, the old man couldn’t even get out of bed, and he was lying in the room and humming, looking almost out of the way. Chu Xunyu shook his head helplessly and volunteered to tell the village chief that he was a doctor, otherwise he would go and take a look.

The Liu family's servant was overjoyed when he heard this. The village was closed and there were not many doctors. He finally couldn't let him go if he had a doctor. He quickly asked Chu Xunyu to go there immediately. The village chief didn't care. He followed behind and said that Old Liu deserved it. Why did he do this leisure? It's a pity that the little widow who was so smart, advised Chu Xunyu to stop worrying and hurry up and hurry up in the sky.

Since Chu Xunyu promised the servants to save people, he had to do it. Besides, it would be not very troublesome to see mortals sick. The village was not big, and he arrived in front of several large houses. When he entered the inner room, he found that Liu Qiangzhu was lying weakly on the bed, with a listless and blue face. Chu Xunyu took a set of pulses and looked at the seven orifices, and knew something. So he asked the servant to take a pen and ink, leaving a prescription for replenishing qi and strengthening the foundation, and told Liu Qiangzhu's family to be in the dark. The patient was old and weak and needed to lie towards the sun and had to change the room. In addition, he took a large bowl of rooster blood, brushes, yellow paper, ink buckets and other items to come for later use. Although the family was not sure about this, the doctor told him not to refuse to obey, so he quickly carried Liu Qiangzhu to change the house and prepare things.

Seeing the Liu family busy killing chickens to get blood, the old village chief looked inexplicably in the yard, and entered the house with a crutch in one hand, waved the account book with the other hand and shouted: "Aren't you a young man going to rush forward? Let's go quickly, you kill chickens and write here, and you still have to stay here for the New Year? Do you know how many cattle and sheep can be raised in our village a year? You want to kill a big live chicken when you open your mouth? You are too dark."

"Hey?" Chu Xunyu was so amused and cried, and quickly said perfunctorily, "Missar, don't get me wrong. I only use chicken blood as a medicine introduction and prep medicine. I won't eat that big rooster. I'll respect you. I'll take the blood back and stew the rooster and drink it with you for two cups."

"This is almost the same." The old village chief licked his mouth with satisfaction, as if he was greedy. The next moment, he deliberately said with a stern face, "Who do you think of me as? How can I take the villagers' things?"

"No, no, you misunderstood." Chu Xunyu waved his hand repeatedly, "I have cured Liu Caizhu's illness. No matter how much their family says, they will hold a banquet to express it. Then, you are the old man and I will accompany you. The Liu family is here, so you will eat this big rooster for the main course."

"I was thoughtful." The old village chief was overjoyed, but he still insisted, "Then you can treat the disease quickly."

"It must be, I've prepared medicine. The secret recipe passed down from the ancestors, and I don't see outsiders." Chu Xunyu pushed and coaxed the old village chief out of the house. When the servants brought the things they needed, he closed the door, dipped his brush in chicken blood and ink to draw a simple formation on the ground. Finally, he drew a straight line in the middle of the house, threw the pen casually, pinched a magic trick and said, "Show me!"

The room immediately became a little cold, but nothing changed. Chu Xunyu sneered and stepped up his efforts: "I won't come out yet!"

A blurry female figure in the formation flashed intermittently and couldn't see clearly. Chu Xunyu smiled and said, "You are a lonely ghost, but you are not very brave. You are here to harm people's lives. I just took advantage of the medical treatment and pulled out a strand of your hair, and you will be honest and stand in your place. This rooster blood thread on the ground is of no use to living people, but it is a wall to deal with ghosts like you, and you can't cross it."

The female ghost raised her hand and wanted to say something, but her body couldn't hold her steady. Chu Xunyu was furious: "How dare you hide?" He picked up the chicken blood on the table and drew a simple amulet on the yellow paper and hit it. The female ghost instantly stabilized, revealing her true face! Chu Xunyu was shocked: "Ting'er?"

Ouyang Bingting was disgraceful and saw Chu Xunyu anxiously, "Young Master, I finally found you, what are you doing here?"

"Little widow, I'm here to catch the little widow." Chu Xunyu replied subconsciously, then felt that it was inappropriate, so he quickly changed his words, "What, no, this family is haunted. I heard that it was the rich man Liu who married a little widow. When he came over, he saw that there was a female ghost. I guess the little widow was not a good person and planned to exorcise the ghost. Why did it end up being you? What about the little widow?"

"Uh..." Ouyang Bingting said with a little embarrassed expression and a little angry, "Actually... this is not wrong. I am indeed a widow."

"No." Chu Xunyu waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm not talking about you, I'm asking if you are staying in the sword, why are you going to harm others?"

"I don't." Ouyang Bingting was anxious, "Young master, don't you know anything?"

Chu Xunyu looked suspicious and asked, "What do you know?"

So Ouyang Bingting told the story of Chu Xunyu's death after taking the phoenix ashes and exploding. Chu Xunyu looked ugly after hearing this, touched her chest and said, "Then I'm dead when I say that? Well? Then where is this place?"

"Okay, no, I've let them stew the chicken!" The old village chief stood on a crutch and suddenly pushed the door in with his account book. When he saw Ouyang Bingting, he was stunned for a moment, unable to control his old eyes, and exclaimed: "What a beautiful little widow!"

Chu Xunyu shook his head, put down the bowl in his hand, rubbed his hands, took a step back, waved his hand, "Come here, village chief."

The village chief took a strange step forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Xunyu took another step back, "Come here again, village chief."

The village chief stood still and urged impatiently: "What the hell is wrong?"

Chu Xunyu looked extremely disappointed, lowered his head and signaled the chicken blood line on the ground and asked sadly: "You can't cross it, right?"

The old village chief asked inexplicably: "Isn't it just a line? What's so great about it? Besides, don't you go through it?"

Chu Xunyu spread his palm silently. He used his fingers to dip his chicken blood and rubbed his hands secretly. In fact, it was a secret talisman drawn, which was corroding violently in the palm of his palm. Chu Xunyu said disappointedly: "I painted this formation. It is a compulsory course for all cultivators since childhood. The formation he drew himself must leave a secret door for himself, but this rune burned so much that I felt. I am... I am a ghost, right?"

The old village chief put away his exaggerated expression and asked seriously in cheerful and official words: "Actually, it's not that bad, right?"

"Who are you?"

The old village chief smiled slightly, straightened his body, and stood in front of him with a seven-foot body. He held a crutch in front of him with his right hand and rolled the account book on the back of his right hand. What was particularly strange was that the wrinkles on his face disappeared in an instant. Although they were so ordinary that they could not be in an ordinary face, their white hair and beard were spotless, their eyes were deep, and their thin face was full of cold expressions. They were tall and thin in black, with a majestic tone, and they said without answering: "Guess? Aren't there any records of my books in your home?"

Chu Xunyu looked back at Ouyang Bingting and found that Ting'er was breathing hard, and stared at the person in front of her in panic. Chu Xunyu had never seen Ting'er's expression along the way. She was calm and composed no matter how big the life and death scene was. Only at this moment, Chu Xunyu had a faint feeling in his heart. Because he had seen such a record in the book, he said with some melancholy: "Is that the end? Are you here to take me away?"

The man in black smiled and nodded, comforting: "Everything has a beginning and an end. I am the one who stands at the end and waits for you, but you always make me full of surprises. Really, you must know that according to the rules, you will not wake up from the darkness so early. Every soul will sleep in the darkness after death, because there are too many dead people and the number of our messengers is limited. We have to wait until the messenger who comes to pick you up to wake you up before following you, but you actually wake up by yourself. What's more amazing is that you actually wander here on your own initiative."

“Where is this?”

"Didn't I remind you all? Let you leave the gate of the village entrance, there is only one road. Follow the road and you can see a river. There is a bridge on the river. After passing the bridge, you will be at the county government hall."

"Ghost Gate, Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge..." Chu Xunyu's eyes were a little tears, and he felt mixed feelings in his heart, muttering to himself: "But I still have many things that I have not completed. The black lamp I hated in my life is close, but it is forever close to the world." He has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, licking blood from the knife, and never thought, and never thought that the world after death is like this. He couldn't help but ask in disappointment: "Didn't it mean that there is no art in the world that can resurrect the dead? I'm now entering the Ghost Gate?"

"No, young master, you are not dead yet! You haven't entered the gate of hell yet..." Ting'er quickly encouraged Chu Xunyu, but unexpectedly, the man in black turned around and glared at her. Ting'er suddenly lost his voice, and opened his mouth silently. Ting'er was shocked herself, touching her mouth and trying to speak, but she just didn't say anything.

Chu Xunyu looked at Ting'er in panic. The man in black said calmly: "You have not entered the gates of hell yet. We are not lying. As for why you are here, I don't know it, to be honest, but I probably have something to do with the jade pendant on your neck. There seems to be a force in this jade pendant that can affect fate, just like the list in my hand." He waved the booklet in his hand, "I don't know who gave that jade pendant to you, you must know that it can find the fate.

It is too rare for people to reveal the secrets of heaven. This is outside the gates of hell. Logically speaking, you are only one step away. However, the villages around you all have real existence. The jade pendant on your neck brings the world and the world of the dead. One corner of the two worlds briefly overlaps in this inconspicuous small village. So you always surprise me. I advise you to follow me along the way, because I want you to accept this fact naturally."

Chu Xunyu felt uncomfortable, but there were still too many questions to ask, because people never knew what would happen in the world of the deceased and no one had ever been resurrected, so no one could bring back the news from the underworld. He was worried and asked tentatively: "What would happen if I followed you? What would happen to me? A fire fell into the oil pan?" Ting'er next to him kept shaking her head.

"Why would you ask?" The man in black was a little surprised.

Chu Xunyu smiled pale and said tentatively: "That... your reputation is not good. Am I afraid? If it were the other one, I would be relieved."

The man in black was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and nodded: "What you said makes sense. Because you killed too many evils, you are on my list. Lao Bai's side is full of people with deep blessings. He will definitely not come to pick you up, but you don't have to worry, because it is not the ones that Lao Bai will pick up, and the ending will be bad. In the end, it is not my final decision. The master will personally try your case. There are many people you kill and save along the way, so you don't have to worry. Our rule is 'If you are willing to do good, you will not reward even if you are good; if you are unwilling to do evil, you will not punish if you are evil.' The master is very fair. And generally speaking, I will not come to pick you up in person. There are messengers below, but when you know it is you, I came here from afar."

"Why?" Chu Xunyu had no choice but to be curious.

"Because you always give me surprises." The man in black said with some envy and excitement, "You must know that you have escaped death several times along the way, and your name always appears and disappears in my booklet. I can't help but wonder what kind of person can have such a situation. So when my subordinates come to report that you are indeed dead today, I must come and see you." After a pause, stared at Chu Xunyu's eyes, and exclaimed word by word, "Actually, it's really not easy for you. It's a good job, my child."

Chu Xunyu swallowed his saliva and asked unwillingly: "But I am really unwilling to accept it. Can you be tolerant to me? Even if you are tolerant, the black light is right in front of you."

"Don't do this, never do this." The man in black kept shook his head and said contemptuously, "Everyone has to say the same thing to me like this. Aren't you very special? Never say this to me like ordinary people. I advise you to follow me along the way, just to let you accept this fact."

Chu Xunyu's heart was ashamed. He read in books since he was a child that people died like lamps. The King of Hell wanted you to die in the third update and would not leave you until the fifth update. The fact of life and death is too difficult to figure out. The person in front of him is exactly the same as what Shushan records. He really does not give any affection. If he is so firm in this life, he is unwilling to accept it. He asked with hope: "Can I ask you a question?"

"You know everything and you can say everything." The man in black smiled and nodded slightly, "Ask every question and answer, we won't swear."

"Can I meet my wife? She is here with you, too." Chu Xunyu asked.

"Who is your wife?" the man in black asked, looking at the list on the booklet in his hand, "You have two wifes in the main house. General Sun is still alive, and the first wife Yin Fang, who is not here with us."

Chu Xunyu widened his eyes. Sure enough, he was really good at what he expected. The man in black also confirmed his idea: "The soul of the Dengnu is not here with me. Its magic power is boundless and has exceeded our cognition."

Chu Xunyu bit his lower lip, Ouyang Bingting shook her head tightly beside her and signaled Chu Xunyu not to give up. Chu Xunyu looked at her, then looked at the man in black, and plucked up the courage to ask loudly: "What if I don't leave with you? You can't get over it."

The man in black snorted coldly, laughed contemptuously, and pointed to the bloodline of the rooster on the ground: "Of course, you can not follow me, at least you can escape before this bloodline of the rooster is dry. You are not the first cultivator in history to do this. Cultivator, flying in the sky and escaping, omnipotence, isn't there anyone around you? But you have thought clearly that if you don't follow me, you will slowly lose yourself over time and become one of the lonely ghosts you have killed all the way. You wandered alone between heaven and earth all day long, without language and communication, you will gradually disappear, hurt people, kill people, harm people, and harm people, until you meet another cultivator who has eliminated you, just like you have done countless times before, and your souls will eventually fade away. How do you think this scene came about today? I have arranged it for you specifically. You expel ghosts for the rich master Liu's family, which will be your future."

Chu Xunyu looked back at Ting'er, his eyes were extremely complicated. He had never considered the world after death, nor did he know that Ting'er and the others came here like this. Ting'er's eyes were a little lost. The man in black added: "This is the sword soul beside you. A cultivator has always been lawless and old with the world. His life will naturally not be aging. However, people died because of unexpected situations such as fighting, war, failure to overcome tribulation, etc., and the ways we think of are endless to escape after death. Look, the boundaries between the two worlds of the deceased and the real world are temporarily blurred.

Isn’t it also one of the methods of your cultivators? In fact, we are not surprised, because in the end you harm yourself, why are you not willing to reincarnate? Can’t bear to leave this world? Or can’t let go of grudges, love and hatred? Your sword soul should be very old. She is lucky, and her soul has been dealt with and has been stable. This is fate, but not every soul has such honor. And if she takes a step back, she has been stranded in this world for many years? One hundred years? One thousand years? Ten thousand years? Is it still necessary to continue like this? Isn’t it a good way out for her reincarnation?"

Chu Xunyu looked back at Ting'er and asked tentatively: "If one day, I mean, if I have the chance, can you help me and send Ting'er to reincarnate?"

Ouyang Bingting looked shocked, so scared that she took a few steps back, as if she was reluctant to follow this advice. The man in black nodded: "Of course, this is my duty. As long as she is not running away, I can take her away at any time."

But Ting'er's eyes were very scared, and she subconsciously retreated, as if Chu Xunyu was a stranger. Chu Xunyu was a little strange at first, but soon realized that Ting'er must have something unspeakable, so she quickly comforted: "No, don't misunderstand, I don't want you, nor do I force you to send you away, it's just a suggestion. Maybe this is a good way out. If you don't want to, just forget it." Ting'er's eyes were slightly calmer.

"Okay, I've said so much, it's getting late." The man in black tidyed up his clothes and his expression was serious. He pointed at the ground with a crutch, and gestured to the door with his other hand, "Do you decide, my child, are you leaving? Or! Yes! No! Go?"

Chu Xunyu also felt cold in his heart, looked around, sighed for a long time, raised his hand and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the man in black took the lead and spoke first. He looked up strangely and asked Chu Xunyu strangely: "Is this your escape technique?"

Chu Xunyu was also puzzled. He looked around and was surprised to find that the whole room was shaking lightly and darkly, disappearing and appearing, but it was obvious that the servants outside the door were slaughtering chickens and cows were chatting and laughing. They seemed to be unable to see anything. Ting'er pointed to the window behind him while he was messing around and signaled Chu Xunyu to jump over the window and escape. Chu Xunyu turned around and looked at the man in black, then looked at Ting'er, and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to stop here." After that, he grabbed the window and came out.

The man in black was trapped by the bloodline under his feet and could not cross it, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he shouted to Chu Xunyu in disappointment: "Escape, just run away, run away, I will always be waiting for you here!"

Chu Xunyu ran with Ting'er all the way, but he couldn't tell the direction. He just ran all the way. He didn't know how long he had run and didn't know how far he ran. When he stopped, he found that he was standing next to the pond in the valley. Ting'er had recovered his voice at this moment and said to Chu Xunyu anxiously: "Young Master, it's a blessing that we ran out."

Chu Xunyu was also extremely depressed: "To be honest, I don't have any confidence in my heart when I ran out, and I don't know what to do next."

"There must be a way." Ting'er answered firmly, "You are looking at the jade pendant on your neck carefully. You must know that as a soul, you can't take away all the real things in the real world. You have lost my sword, but you are wearing it? It was obvious that the connection between reality and the underworld is getting weaker and weaker, and you are almost unable to connect. Are we using this to do an article?"

Chu Xunyu felt that Ting'er's words were reasonable, and he had already figured it out a little. Yin-Yang family could understand the past and present and peek at the fate of heaven. Blind Zhang must have foreseen that he would have come to this point at the beginning, so he left a jade pendant to save his life. Don't let himself cross the gate of hell, because it is said that once a human soul enters the gate of hell, he will never come back. But what angered is that Blind Zhang didn't say what to do next. He is not from the Yin-Yang family and does not have any related skills at all. Moreover, Blind Zhang's speech is mysterious and cannot explain clearly. He has escaped the disaster of being taken away, but he can't always wander around like a wandering soul. How can he return to his own world?

While thinking, he couldn't help but play with the jade pendant in front of his chest repeatedly. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He looked down and asked Ting'er suspiciously: "Did I have hallucinations? Why does the water in this pond feel a little higher? It's all over my instep? I remember we were standing by the pond just now."

Ting'er didn't know why such a question was unfinished, and she advised impatiently: "Young master, what are you thinking about now? You're going to think carefully about whether the master who gave you the jade pendant had any advice."

Chu Xunyu's efforts echoed, and he really couldn't remember the key. He was quite curious: "I really don't know, but this is the first time I have seen the world of the deceased and the first time I heard about you. Why didn't you reincarnate?"

Ting'er hesitated for a moment and sighed: "I was born in a famous family and a lady from a noble family. I was too young and energetic during my lifetime and had a high opinion of myself. Finally, I died for love. After my death, I was like countless cultivators. I was unwilling to be reincarnated easily and wanted to find a way to resurrection, so I attached myself to this sword. The first master of the Jianqing Sword was my deceased husband. However, because I did not want to be reincarnated, I stayed in the world for too long. In addition, my cultivation level was too high before my lifetime, so I gradually lost my mind and became a very cruel evil spirit. Many people coveted the Jianqing Sword, but none of them were obtained. They were killed by me who had lost my mind. After my husband died, the Jianqing Sword changed hands several times but failed to get his master. Until later, a great master of magical power came to me. This man was proficient in the art of controlling ghosts and had exquisite methods. He captured me and was willing to help me restore my reason.
To be continued...