Qin Hong took a deep breath.

Fortunately, helping mother, father and Han Won do not require such harsh conditions to be reborn.

It seems that it is impossible to help Wu Xia reborn now.

Only by resurrecting parents and Korean won first!

"Qin Hong, and your two friends, it is probably impossible for you to open the door to the Soul Palace in a short time!" Lu Xue said again.

Qin Hong nodded slightly. Only one person could enter the Soul Palace at a time, and only one soul could be brought out at a time.

Duan Yi and Yang Qi had no choice but to wait for the next chance to find Li'er's soul.

...

Baimang Mountain.

Chu Xie stood on the top of the mountain in a white robe.

Seeing Qin Hong's figure, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of this god.

"The Lord of Light!"

Qin Hong bowed slightly to Chu Xie.

"Qin Hong, you are here! Are you planning to return to Xuanwu Realm?" Chu Xie's face showed a happy smile, "As long as you bring Chuchu back, I will definitely do what I promised you!"

"Okay, I'll meet the Xuanwu Realm now!" Qin Hong paused and said, "If I want to bring some people from the Xuanwu Realm to the Realm, I wonder if it's okay?"

"No problem!" Chu Xie smiled and handed a token to Qin Hong.

"Now the passage between the Xuanwu Realm and the God Realm has been opened. As long as there are enough divine stones, you can freely travel between the God Realm and the lower realm. Of course, the minimum cultivation level required by people from the God Realm from the lower realm is the virtual god realm. However, if you have the token of me in your hand, naturally no one will make things difficult for you!" Chu Xiedao.

Qin Hong glanced at the token in his hand, which had the word Zun written on it, and on the other side, it was the word Light. I think this token represents the identity of the God of Light.

There is an identity token that symbolizes the God of Light, so naturally no one dares to stop it.

"Okay, I'll take you to Baimang Palace now, where is there a teleportation array!"

Chu Xie walked in front, and Qin Hong followed Chu Xie.

When people from Baimang Palace saw Chu Xie, they would quickly kneel down to salute. As for Qin Hong, many people had seen him, so they would secretly wonder who this person was, and they would actually join the God of Light to move forward together.

Along the way, a teleportation array came in the awe and suspicion of everyone's eyes.

"There will be such a teleportation array in every field of the God Realm, which will lead directly to the lower realm. Generally speaking, the divine stones to be paid in the lower realm are 10 billion yuan per person!" Chu Xie said.

"What? One hundred billion!" Qin Hong was shocked.

One hundred billion, this is a very terrifying amount.

You know, Qin Hong refines hundreds of pills with the medicinal materials in the Hongyuan Pagoda, and only sells 200 to 300 million.

For others, it is even more difficult to make 200 million or 300 million. As for 10 billion, it is probably only a top-notch force like the White Mang Palace that can afford it.

And it’s one person with one hundred billion. If it’s ten people, it’s one hundred billion.

It seems that it is too difficult to go from the God Realm to the lower Realm.

Even ordinary gods cannot afford such expensive fees.

Chu Xie and Qin Hong walked outside the teleportation array.

The two gods were in charge of guarding.

Qin Hong could feel that the strength of these two gods was very strong, and they were definitely not comparable to those of Zhang Wanping.

Those who have comprehended the four kinds of Xuanyuan are the lower-grade gods, while those who have comprehended the six kinds of the upper-grade gods.

The top-grade gods are naturally much more powerful than the top-grade gods.

"Prince Lord!"

Two gods saluted Chu Xie, and then their eyes fell on Qin Hong.

When I discovered that Qin Hong was just a god of status, the expression in his eyes also changed.

They originally saw Qin Hong and Chu Xie walking at the same time, and the two walked side by side, as if they were of the same identity.

Therefore, I was secretly surprised, who is the big shot?

Now that I found out that Qin Hong was actually a god of status, I couldn't help but look down on Qin Hong.

I guess this guy should be a personal servant or a elixir boy next to the palace master...

Chu Xie nodded slightly, "Open the teleportation array!"

Without any hesitation, the two gods quickly turned around and pressed several buttons on the teleportation array.

Buzz...

The teleportation array fluctuates continuously.

Below the teleportation array, light and shadow gradually appear, intertwining into a square light gate.

"Go in! Friend Qin Hong!" Chu Xie smiled.

The two gods suddenly widened their eyes when they saw that the palace master actually called the God of Status as their friend!

He is obviously a god of status, why does the palace master call him a friend?

"Hmph! You look at the guy who is lowly!" Qin Hong glanced at the two gods, and gradually disappeared into the teleportation array in their surprised gaze.

...

Xuanwu Realm.

Xuanwu Continent, Tianshan Wucheng.

The majestic Tianshan Mountains are as gifted as before. At the foot of Tianshan Mountains, a huge statue stands here at the center of Wucheng.

This is a statue of Qin Hong.

And Qin Hong is the soul of the entire Wucheng.

Although Qin Hong is no longer in Tianshan, nor in Xuanwu Realm.

But in everyone's hearts, Qin Hong is an irreplaceable god.

Establish Tianshan Mountain, create Wuzong, build Wucheng, forge ancient martial arts roads, and defeat the immortals in the upper realm.

Qin Hong's life was like a myth, with heavy ink and heavy colors, painted countless twists and turns.

In the middle of the night, a ray of light and shadow flew from a distance into the martial arts city.

None of the soldiers guarding the city discovered it.

"Haha, I'm back!"

Qin Hong landed on the ground and his eyes swept around.

Wucheng is more prosperous than before.

Although it was night, the city was brightly lit, as bright as day, and people came and went on the streets.

Qin Hong walked among the crowd, enjoying the warmth and tranquility that the divine world could not feel.

This is the taste of hometown!

"Hmm? Tianpin Painting Museum?"

Qin Hong's eyes suddenly fell on a huge banner sign.

Tianpin Painting Museum once had some interactions with Qin Hongke.

"I wonder if this Tianpin Painting Museum is the one I once kept with calligraphy and painting!"

Qin Hong thought and walked in.

As soon as he entered this painting gallery, Qin Hong suddenly felt a familiar atmosphere. This atmosphere seemed to be exactly the same as what he had experienced many years ago.

As his eyes slowly swept across every part of the painting gallery, a faint smile appeared on Qin Hong's face.

Unexpectedly, except for changing a lot of scrolls, the layout of the entire gallery is almost exactly the same as before.

Then, Qin Hong discovered the painting he had left behind in the center of Tianpin Painting Museum - the Thousand Mountains of Dusk Snow.

"In that chaotic day, I often traveled in the snow country thousands of miles away. During that day, my horse's back was my habitat. I watched the snow of a country by myself, watching the snow of thousands of mountains gradually disappear in the twilight. Later, as time passed, the carriage could not pull my memories, so every time I recalled, there was only the endless mountains and endless snow in my mind. They gradually fell into silence in the twilight!"
Chapter completed!