Nie Xiaoqian held Ning Caichen and kept flying because she was afraid of catching up with the ghost soldiers.

Although she can travel back and forth between the Yin and Yang realms, she cannot take another person with her.

"I don't know how the hero Yan and Master Li and others are?" Ning Caichen suddenly said.

When he saw the group of black ghost soldiers, he felt that Li Fengning and Yan Chixia could not match the four hands with both fists, and they were afraid they would be unable to escape.

After hearing Ning Caichen say this, Nie Xiaoqian looked back for the first time.

Seeing that there were no pursuers behind her, she breathed a sigh of relief and stopped.

Then, she saw a golden light suddenly appearing in the distance.

"Um!"

She let out a muffled groan.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ning Caichen saw that Nie Xiaoqian had something wrong and asked with concern.

"I wonder if your two friends will have a very powerful way to exorcise ghosts." Nie Xiaoqian said: "That golden light makes me feel quite uncomfortable."

After a moment, the golden light passed away.

After waiting for a while, they suddenly saw two shadows flying from the horizon.

Immediately, they heard a rough shout: "Poor scholar!"

When Ning Caichen heard this, his eyebrows and eyes laughed and shouted: "Sir Yan! Master Li!"

In a moment, Yan Chixia and Li Fengning flew near by stepping on their swords.

Yan Chixia pinched the sword technique in her hand, and suddenly withdrew the flying sword, and fell down with Li Fengning.

Nie Xiaoqian also took Ning Caichen and fell to the descent.

After Nie Xiaoqian and the others descended to the ground, Yan Chixia slashed the Xuanyuan Sword in the air and split a crack.

Yan Chixia said to Ning Caichen: "Poor scholar, come here quickly. If you stay here for a while, the yin energy will invade your body, and you may be seriously ill when you go back."

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ning Caichen worriedly, and stepped into the crack with Ning Caichen.

Yan Chixia suddenly said to Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian: "You might as well separate here..."

He glanced at Nie Xiaoqian: "You can just go to the underworld and reincarnate now."

Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian trembled when they heard this, and they felt that the hand they were holding tightened.

Yan Chixia sighed: "Humans and ghosts are different paths, and they are contrary to the laws of heaven, and there will be no good results.

"If mortals and ghosts are always together, the mortal yang energy will be consumed and will definitely cause more diseases and reduce life."

At this point, Nie Xiaoqian's heart trembled.

"If a ghost stays in the world for a long time, it will either gradually lose its rationality and become a ghost, or become a ghost cultivator.

"But ghost cultivation is not the right path to practice the Tao. There are many heavenly tribulations on the road to practice. If you can't overcome it, your soul will be scattered. Moreover, the right path of ghost cultivation is not tolerated, even if the heavenly tribulations are in the future, other monks will have to destroy ghost cultivation."

After hearing this, Ning Caichen's face changed and he looked at Nie Xiaoqian.

As if he felt Ning Caichen's gaze, Nie Xiaoqian also looked over.

She stared at Ning Caichen's clear eyes, and suddenly shed tears and said in a trembling voice:

"Caichen... might as well let's separate at this dawn..."

She thought that what they would eventually part was that she could not always be by Ning Caichen's side, damaging Ning Caichen's yang energy and body.

Ning Caichen was very reluctant to part with Nie Xiaoqian, but it was too unfair to her if Nie Xiaoqian stayed, she would be just a ghost and could not be reincarnated.

"good……"

Ning Caichen said this word with great difficulty.

Yan Chixia blinked and crossed the crack with Li Fengning.

Afterwards, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian also walked into the crack.

They all returned to the woods next to Lanruo Temple.

At this time, there is still a moon in the sky.

Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian walked towards the pavilion.

Li Fengning and Yan Chixia walked back to the inn.

...

"Sir Yan, stop crying."

"Which eye does your eyes see me crying..."

...

Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian arrived at a pavilion.

Face the east and sit on each other.

They said a lot and shed tears.

I am afraid that Ning Caichen will never experience such a sad night in his life.

But he still hoped that time would always stop in his snuggle.

Dawn, forever, never, never, don't come.

...

The next day, Li Fengning and Yan Chixia returned to Lanruo Temple and met Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen looked quite haggard, with his eyes a little red and swollen.

After seeing Li Fengning and Yan Chixia, he thanked them for everything they did for him last night, and then a trace of determination flashed in his red and swollen eyes:

"It turns out that Xiaoqian was born in a family of officials. His father was harmed by treacherous officials, so that Xiaoqian's family was displaced and died one after another...

"I need to enter this court, change the current situation, and give the world a bright world."

Li Fengning:...

Yan Chixia said, "I can see clearly from the court. Even if one or two honest officials with sharp means have been produced in this court, even if the emperor on the dragon throne has changed to a wise king, it can only change for a while. After that, history will often repeat the same mistakes."

He paused for a moment and thought hard: "I have thought about this for a long time, and I vaguely felt that as long as I change something, everything would change."

It is necessary to change the leadership class and social system... Li Fengning thought, but he was a time traveler after all, and he had no feelings for this world and had no intention of becoming the changer.

In a sense, he and Yan Chixia are both hidden people.

And the scholars who were determined to deal with the world in front of them were a little angry:

"I can definitely change!"

Li Fengning suddenly said, "Brother Caichen, are you sure you can pass the imperial examination?"

Ning Caichen frowned: "Master Li, do you look down on me?"

Yan Chixia: "Yes."

...

The capital city, Leiyin Temple, and the courtyard of the back mountain.

A small pavilion stands on the dangerous cliff.

In the pavilion, you can see the boundless blue sky upwards, the clouds roll and the clouds roll; you can see the high mountains and ridges downwards, passing through forests and streams.

There was a handsome man in the pavilion, wearing a black dress with red edges, with a scattered black hair, and a little leisurely looking at Qingming and Shanhe in front of him.

It seems to be looking at his own courtyard.

"Mr. Fang."

Suddenly, a sharp male voice rang out from behind him.

The handsome man turned around leisurely.

In front of him was a monk with his hands folded, his pointed monk hat and his gorgeous monk's robe.

Even the fairy is a fairy, and the human form that has been transformed has no beauty at all... Mr. Fang smiled and nodded slightly:

"Abbot Pudu Cihang."

"Mr. Fang, the tree next to Lanruo Temple has been cut down." Pudu Cihang still clasped his hands together and said slowly.

Who cut down the tree I planted... Mr. Fang smiled in his heart and said, "Then I have to help me keep a close eye on that place."

"It must be, it must!" Pudu Cihang said repeatedly.

Then, he paused and said, "Mr. Fang, I have practiced to a small extent the "Savior of the World" you gave me last time. I will make a breakthrough again. But there are several places that are unknown, and I don't know if Mr. Fang can give me advice."

"It's okay."

After Mr. Fang answered Pudu Cihang's question, his white and slender palm flipped and a jade slip appeared in his hand.

"This is "The Golden Body of Six in the Hundredth Century". The abbot can also practice. The person who cuts down trees probably has a good body, but the abbot must cherish it."

After hearing this, Pudu Cihang was very happy. He opened his hands with one handful, held the jade slip on his head, and said in his mouth:
Chapter completed!