Eternal Tranquility

There is a legend among mortals that people who die unexpectedly will remain the same as they were when they turned into ghosts.

For example, if someone is stabbed to death, there will be a big hole in the stomach.

For example, if he is split in half, he will be like the man standing in front of him now, who can only tie himself together with ropes in a funny way.

But, those are mortals!

Liu Qinghuan has never seen a monk look like this after death, and monks are different from mortals. A monk will not really die if his body is destroyed. A stable soul can also exist alone in the world for a long time. If he finds the right person again, The physical body can even continue to live by taking the body.

Therefore, there were so many monk souls gathered in the city, and they were there in such embarrassment as if they had died unexpectedly, which surprised Liu Qinghuan.

"Bah!"

The tall dead soul who was left alone shouted loudly, and forcefully put two extremely dangerous and shaking heads in front of his eyes: "Don't pretend you can't see me, I know you saw it!"

Liu Qinghuan leaned back and opened the distance between us: "What do you mean, why should I pretend that I can't see you?"

"Hey, hey, hey!" The tall dead soul suddenly let out a sharp laugh, turned around and shouted: "You all, come here quickly, we have a stranger here again, everyone, don't be polite, greet him properly!"

He sneered at Liu Qinghuan a few more times: "Hmph, I'm telling you, from now on, you must look carefully before entering, and don't enter places you shouldn't!"

Following his words, Liu Qinghuan noticed that the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed. Those lazy dead souls wandering on the street like zombies suddenly stopped and all looked here!

Liu Qinghuan's expression changed, and brilliant golden flames suddenly rose high!

For an orthodox Taoist like him, the yangshen virtual fire carried by the soul can best restrain the ghosts and ghosts. What's more, although these dead souls are numerous in number, they are like ashes that have burned to the end, as if they will be dispersed when the wind blows. .

At the same time, the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen also fell into the hands, and the Taoist realm slowly unfolded...

However, the development of the matter was once again beyond his expectation. The dead souls who had gradually revealed their ferocious appearance suddenly stopped, and their eyes dropped downwards, all focused on the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen that shimmered with faint light.

In fact, the tall dead soul that was split in half was already jumping up, and the crack in the middle of the body burst out with blood, but suddenly stopped and looked at his hand blankly.

Strange expressions bloomed on the lifeless faces, which seemed to be happy and sad, crying and laughing, and the strange silence spread quickly like a wave.

what's the situation?

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be stunned. He raised his hand and looked at his destiny weapon.

The dead soul opposite opened his mouth wide, with shock on both sides of his face, and murmured: "You are... you are..."

Liu Qinghuan didn't know why: "What am I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused thoughtfully: When did these two conversations seem to have happened? Then I suddenly recalled that when I met Immortal Yi before, the last words he said before disappearing seemed to be the same as what the dead soul said.

A hint of excitement suddenly arose in his heart, and Liu Qinghuan asked: "What am I? Tell me quickly!"

"You are the extraditer!" the other party shouted, a layer of red light appeared on his face like a flashback, waving his hands ecstatically, and then he slipped to the ground as if he was out of strength, repeating in his mouth: "The extraditer" Here we are, the extraditer is finally here..."

Other dead souls also became commotion, and they fell to their knees one after another as if they were devout believers. There were cries and screams.

Liu Qinghuan was stunned when he saw it, and the Yang Shen's virtual fire in his body rose even higher, preventing the dead souls who wanted to pounce on him from getting closer.

"W-What, extradite people? Um...no!"

He suddenly remembered an experience he had once, raised the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen, and looked a little strange: "Shouldn't he be the ferryman?"

"Have you ever been a ferryman?"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and the excited dead souls all over the street slowly stopped crying and stepped aside to make way for a way. A middle-aged man with cold features slowly walked towards them.

"Immortal Yi!"

Liu Qinghuan was surprised. The person who came was none other than Immortal Yi. What surprised him even more was that this person only had a soul body left. Although he was not missing arms and legs like other dead souls, one of his eyes was burned blind. There were deep cracks around the eye sockets.

The other party "looked" at him: "When I saw you that year, I knew you would come here one day."

Liu Qinghuan looked stern: "What happened in the Abyss of Regret is not an illusion, but a reality?!"

"Yes." The other party nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation: "If you are free, fellow Taoist, you might as well go sit in the old man's place and talk slowly."

Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine."

He had a hunch that the answers to many of the previous questions about Yin Yang Xutian would most likely be found in Immortal Yi.

After following the other party to fly into the city, he couldn't wait to say: "I really went back to the past time and saw you? Also, what happened when you suddenly disappeared before you finished speaking."

"No, you made a mistake. It was not me who disappeared at that time." Immortal Yi said, "It was you, and the Mahayana demon cultivator who came with you."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't hide his shock and said: "It's actually true! I always thought it was a place like an illusion. In the Yin-Yang Ruins, it's really hard to distinguish reality from reality, and time and space are extremely chaotic!"

After saying this, he realized that the restriction on speech and spirit had not blocked his mouth, and asked in surprise: "The restriction on speech and spirit has been lifted?"

"There are no restrictions in the Forgotten City." Immortal Yi slightly gestured to him: "In front is the old man's residence, please, fellow Taoist."

"Forgotten City..." Liu Qinghuan said thoughtfully, looking down while distracted. At this time, they had passed through more than half of the city with complicated streets. The terrain began to gradually rise, but suddenly broke off in front.

"That is……"

Liu Qinghuan stared into the distance and saw rolling waves, a surging river, and the diffuse gray-blue mist blocking the way forward.

Immortal Yi replied in an ethereal tone: "That is a maze, which is thousands of feet deep and thousands of miles away. It separates life and death, blocks reincarnation, and traps us ghost souls who have been abandoned by the way of heaven, and is gradually forgotten by time. "

Liu Qinghuan looked at the long river in silence, and asked after a while: "So, what does the so-called extraditer mean, and why do the dead souls call me that?"

He turned to look at Immortal Yi, scrutinized him and said, "When I was thinking about Huiyuan, I seemed to have heard a saying that you seem to have the title of Heavenly Punisher?"

Immortal Yi looked at him for a moment, then his eyes moved down and fell on the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen in his hand: "Extraditing people is a duty given by heaven."