My Sister is Tianzun

"Why is this? Suddenly so many people disappeared. What happened!"

The two learned the news when they came out of the valley, and Qianjia was very distressed. The most likely way to see people alive and dead is to make a medicine furnace for other races.

Chen Ze frowned, "I'm afraid this incident was not done by a foreigner."

Qianjia was puzzled, "But we inside the ghost clan don't have to do this."

"It happened these two months. Think about what happened two months ago?" Chen Ze asked her.

"Chong Ye was ingested by you five drops of blood."

Chen Ze nodded affirmatively, "Yes, at that time his life could live up to three months. I didn't kill him immediately. I believed that the ghost emperor should have any means to save him. At that time, the ghost emperor's mind was full of nights. Only then can we have more opportunities to escape."

"You mean, this is the work of the ghost emperor? But... it was the lives of thousands of ghost girls, just to save one person!" She couldn't believe it.

"In the eyes of the ghost emperor, whether it is a ghost or not, how is it different from the grass mustard?" Chen Ze sighed, "I was only thinking about our escape at the time. life."

Qian Jia pursed her mouth at this time, "Chen Ze, I beg you for one thing."

Chen Ze nodded, "I know what you are going to say. Don't worry, if you run into it in the future, I will kill this heavy night and personally end this cause and effect."

The two are not in the realm of the ghost clan now, but because of their proximity, they heard the news.

On the road, Qianjia was in a bad mood and was always depressed. It seems that the deaths of these thousands of women have dealt a great blow to her.

It is not so easy to get to the Zhudan clan. They need to cross a place called Yinyuehai, which is like the Hunhe River in the Mortal Realm, which is very mysterious.

The two of Chen Ze sat on a fairy ship, a merchant ship that traveled to and from the Silver Moon Sea, and was a monk who ferryed to and fro.

The storyteller on the boat was talking eloquently and telling stories.

"The so-called silver moon does not cross the sea, and the tide cannot be boarded. Although the name of the silver moon sounds good, it is extremely dangerous. Of course, the danger is not the silver moon itself, but a reef island in the silver moon sea.

It is rumored that the silver moon is in the sky and the sea rises. Hailing hidden in the silver moon sea will sit on the reef and sing. Anyone who hears the singing will have three souls out of the body and seven souls wandering. If he can't return to his body when the singing stops, he will become a lonely soul that will never drift away on this silver moon sea. The body will also become a walking corpse and eventually die. "

Chen Ze was bored listening to the story he told, and couldn't help but smile, "This story is quite interesting, is it really so dangerous here?"

"In fact, it is not as dangerous as imagined. The law of the appearance of the silver moon has been roughly understood. If there is no tidal phenomenon for three consecutive days before going to sea, then the silver moon will not be encountered." Qianjia said.

"Do you know so much detail?" Chen Ze was surprised.

"I've been here many times before, and this story is almost terrible. But this storyteller is very mysterious. He can't imagine that he is still telling the same story here for more than two thousand years."

The last time Qianjia took a boat must have happened more than 2,000 years ago, so this storyteller has been talking about books for more than 2,000 years here, which is indeed incredible.

Chen Ze couldn't help but glanced at him a few more times, and found that this old man made him unable to see through.

The immortal ship flew quickly in mid-air, and it would take two days for them to cross the river. As night fell quietly, the person in charge of observing the water came to the captain's side with a solemn expression, "Deacon, the tide is rising below."

Although the captain frowned, he didn't panic, "We have been out for a day. The tide rises at this time, so you can dock when the silver moon rises. Don't worry."

The man said, "But... this time is very strange. We only noticed the rising tide, and the wave height reached ten feet in less than half an hour!"

"what!"

The captain was also shocked after hearing this. The wave is one foot high, which is the height that the tide can reach within three days. They go to sea here all year round, and it is very clear that the tidal wave has this great relationship with Yinyue.

The wave is one foot high, which represents at most a few hours, and the silver moon will rise.

The silver moon rises, then Hailing's terrifying singing will become their urging tone!

"Quickly, let the notification go down and let everyone be prepared."

He took a step outside as he spoke, and a long and quiet song came to his ears, which was very beautiful and melodious.

Immediately, the captain felt a shock and dizzy, and then his body straightened to one side.

However, there still remained a phantom of him in place, clearly an out-of-body soul.

That's it!

This was the last bit of the captain's mind, and then the eyes of the soul turned into confusion, and he walked out in a daze.

"Strange, what are they doing?" Chen Ze didn't understand, seeing the passengers walking out one by one, all standing on the side of the ship's gunwale. Just a little pause, then jumped off.

But Qianjia did not respond to him. Chen Ze was puzzled after seeing him, "Hey, are you asleep?"

He pushed Qianjia's shoulder lightly, who expected her to lie back directly.

Chen Ze hurriedly held her back, but he didn't even breathe until he realized that something was wrong. Feeling carefully, Qianjia's spiritual platform is actually empty, without a trace of soul power at all.

Did the storyteller's words come true?

But he didn't hear the singing.

"Hey, come to live again." At this time, a sigh sounded.

Chen Ze turned his head and looked at him, officially the storyteller.

"Hey, what's the situation now? Even if the story you told is true, why didn't I hear the singing?" Chen Ze asked loudly.

The storyteller was surprised, "Are you okay?"

Chen Ze looked at him, "Aren't you okay."

"I'm okay, it's someone who I am originally a soul cultivator, and I have long since lost my physical body. So when there is no soul out of the body, naturally I am not afraid of that singing." The storyteller said.

Chen Ze was surprised now. Although he has always known about the existence of Soul Cultivation since Earth, he has been in the immortal world for more than a hundred years, and this is the first time he has seen a real soul Cultivator.

If he hadn't spoken himself, Chen Ze couldn't believe that the person in front of him didn't even have a physical body. The mighty power of the soul makes him no different from ordinary people.

"It's you, how can you be okay?" he said.

Chen Ze shrugged, "I don't know, I didn't hear any singing at all."

The storyteller was taken aback for a moment, "You turned out to be an earless man!"

"What's the mess, my ears are not furnishings, so why don't they have ears." Chen Ze was unhappy.

"Don't get me wrong, the earless people I'm talking about are people with a special physique. They are inherently immune to Hailing's singing. If they can't hear nature, they don't have the spirit to separate from the body." The storyteller said humanely.

Chen Ze saw people jumping down one by one, but he didn't see Qian Jia, and couldn't help but feel anxious, "What's the situation now?"

"This time the silver moon came suddenly, but it is reasonable. Although everyone has found out the law of the silver moon, there are always a few times beyond expectations. Now the spirits of these people have gathered to the reef island. , You have to find a way to bring them back." The storyteller said: "Young man, you are earless, and you are born to be the nemesis of Hailing. Do you dare to go for a while?"

"What about you?" Chen Ze was always alert to this storyteller.

He said: "Although I am the soul body without fear of the sea spirit, but the sea spirit sings, the souls that have been lost here will also gather. They have been wandering for a long time, and they have long lost their nature. In order to survive, they will only continue to swallow. The other souls, because they are all soul bodies, will cause great damage when they attack me. But unlike you, you are an earless person, and you are not afraid of their soul-sound attacks."

The storyteller paused and continued: "If I were not for you, I would have to go to death, and I will save as much as I can. But with you, I believe these people will be fine."

"Okay, then please take care of seniors to protect the flesh of this ship's person." Chen Ze clasped his fists.

The storyteller said: "You hold this bottle, and you can earn it when you encounter a living soul, and bring it back. Remember, be careful. Although you are not afraid that the sound waves of the dead souls are more anxious, but they swallow each other extremely powerful. The soul body is like an entity, which can cause harm to your physical body."

"Thanks for letting me know, I'm going!"

As a result, Chen Ze jumped down from the transparent bottle. For him, he really doesn't care about the lives of other people. Now that he got on this ship, he had to bear the consequences of encountering Yinyue.

Chen Ze just wanted to bring Qianjia back. As for the others, they can only save as many as possible.

He flew out of Xu Yuan and broke through the clouds to see a silver moon hanging in it. It was very beautiful.

The silver moon reflected on the sea surface, but it was a weird blue. He fell slowly and saw that those living souls were captured by several black shadows whose bodies were filled with powerful black soul power.

That should be the dead soul.

Chen Ze secretly said, leaping up, and volleyed with a punch.

The powerful offensive power made the black shadow jealous, and immediately retreated, and Chen Ze walked closer and put the soul that was about to be captured and swallowed into the bottle.

"He actually appeared and cut him together!"

A voice floated into Chen Ze's ears, making him very surprised.

Haven't the dead spirits wiped out their minds, why can they still speak?

In an instant, seven or eight black shadows covered in black mist rushed over, opening their mouths one by one, making terrifying sound waves.

However, Chen Ze did not hear and was not affected. He coldly punched out: "Die all!"

He slammed a punch, and a black shadow was the first to be ignited by the fire in the heart of the earth, then screamed again and again, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

"Lao Zhou was killed, this person's flame is fatal to us, go!" A black shadow said.

"But what about these souls?" said another shadow.

"We can't protect ourselves. Where can we take care of this, let's go!"

Then these dead spirits quickly receded. Chen Ze didn't chase after him, his main purpose was to save these souls, not to waste time.

Once Hai Ling's singing stops, both living and dead souls will dissipate. At that time, in the vast Yinyuehai, where would he go to find Qianjia's soul.

He can't look for it either. He flies all the way and takes whatever he meets. Then he flew straight to the reef island.