The night sky is deep and the broken stars are like dust.

Ye Chen took Lin Shihua to a mountain stream, held a handkerchief and gently wiped the filth on her cheeks.

Lin Shihua did not resist and still stared at Ye Chen in a daze, holding the unfinished steamed buns tightly with both hands. Sometimes she would pick them up and chew them hard, and swallow them voraciously, as if she hadn't eaten anything for a long time.

Ye Chen's nose was sore, and tears flashed in his eyes.

He vaguely remembered that a hundred years ago, she was also a peerless woman, but she used the psychic forbidden technique to save him, and ended in his arms on Qingluan's back and in his arms.

Now, this is not the most beautiful Lin Shihua a hundred years ago. Her eyes were filled with fear, and her body was full of traces carved from damn years, which made her look so devastated.

I'm late!

Ye Chen gently stroked the clean cheek, and he brushed away the filth for her, but he could not erase the traces of vicissitudes.

On one side, Long Yi looked at him quietly, but he felt unbearable.

Lin Shihua is the only disciple of Taixu Gu Long. In terms of seniority, he is Lin Shihua's uncle.

Why!

With a sigh of secret, Long Yi closed his thoughts and looked at Ye Chen, "Why not open the memories of her past life for her?"

"It's not that it doesn't open, it's that it can't open." Ye Chen shook his head gently.

"Can't open it? What does it mean?"

"Three souls and seven spirits, she lacks one soul and three spirits." Ye Chen said slowly, "I guess it is related to her previous life's taboo spiritual communication, and she sacrificed her soul and three spirits to the underworld, so that after the reincarnation, his one soul and three spirits are still in the ethereal underworld."

"The Underworld." Long frowned, as if he knew how it existed.

"Because of this, as a monk, she is unconscious and does not know how to absorb spiritual energy. She has to use food to fill her hunger." Ye Chen said again, "A person who lacks soul and spirit like her cannot open the memory of her previous life. If she forcefully opens it, her soul will probably be scattered."

"This is a bit difficult."

"You are the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor, there should be a way." Ye Chen looked at Long Yi.

"There is no way." Long Yi pondered, "Using her only two souls and four spirits, she has no choice but to summon the missing one soul and three spirits, but the underworld is not an ordinary existence. It is not on the same plane as the world we live in. Even if it is a great emperor, it is difficult to communicate. It requires a spirit-calling array that intertwines souls. If the missing one soul and three spirits have been destroyed, even if I can't do it."

"I have to give it a try."

"So, I'll prepare." Long Yi immediately retreated from the mountain stream, found an open space with strong spiritual power, and began to use the power of Taoism and bloodline to depict the array pattern, which was a mysterious magic array.

On this side, Ye Chen had already stood up and gently took off Lin Shihua's ragged clothes, leaving nothing left.

Under the moonlight, Lin Shi's paintings are exquisite, but dirty.

Ye Chen picked her up, without any evil thoughts, and put her into a clear spring.

The spring water rippled, soft ripples appeared, wetting her body and hair, constantly brushing away the filth on her body. Under the bright moonlight, every inch of her skin shone with luster.

After taking a shower, Ye Chen took out a fairy dress, covered her body, and put on embroidered shoes.

Lin Shihua's delicate body still trembled from time to time, and the steamed bun in her hand had been replaced by Ye Chen to a crystal clear spiritual fruit.

Next, there was a mirror. She sat, and he stood, holding a sandalwood comb in his hand, and gently combing his hair. "Your name is Lin Shihua, you are a disciple of Hengyue Sect of the Great Chu, your master is Taixu Gu Long, your senior brother is Ye Chen, you have a Qingluan Divine Beast..."

Ye Chen said while combing, his words were soft, for fear of scaring Lin Shihua.

Lin Shihua!

Taixu Ancient Dragon!

Ye Chen!

Qingluan!

Lin Shihua murmured foolishly, listening to Ye Chen's words quietly, looking at herself in the mirror, looking confused and her beautiful eyes blurred. This may be the first time she looked at herself like this, and it was also the first time she knew what she looked like, familiar and unfamiliar.

The stars are shining and the moon is bright.

This picture is very warm, just like a groom dressing up his wife.

When Long Yi came, he couldn't help but sigh.

However, after he glanced at the mirror, his eyes narrowed slightly, because there was only Lin Shihua in the mirror, and there was no Ye Chen.

Long Yi thought he had read it wrong, so he hurriedly rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, very sure that he had read it wrong. There was indeed only Lin Shihua in the mirror, but Ye Chen who did not comb her hair.

Long Yi frowned and looked at Ye Chen, "What's the situation with you? Why can't the mirror reflect you?"

"You're handsome!" Ye Chen shrugged.

"I didn't joke with you." Long Yi's eyes narrowed into a line, gathering sharp divine light, staring at Ye Chen, as if he wanted to find a clue from Ye Chen's body.

However, he did not find anything wrong and his brows became deeper.

Ye Chen smiled and said nothing, combed Lin Shihua's hair like water waves, and then he did not forget to gently insert a bead hairpin on her tied hair. This was the end.

Lin Shihua looked at herself in the mirror and smiled foolishly. She smiled and didn't forget to eat a bite of the spiritual fruit.

Ye Chen took out the wine pot, took a sip, and then looked at Long Yi, "The spiritual summoning array is ready."

Long Yi nodded slightly and still looked at Ye Chen with deep meaning.

Ye Chen poured a pot of wine into his stomach, then he pulled Lin Shihua and went straight out of the mountain stream.

In the open space outside the mountain stream, there was already a huge magic array of thirty feet in radius, carved with ancient divine patterns, and there was also a kind of power that Ye Chen could not explain clearly, as if it did not belong to this world.

Sit on!

Ye Chen smiled gently at Lin Shihua.

Lin Shihua took a step back a little cowardly, but when she saw Ye Chen smiling at her, she walked up again and sat in the center of the magic circle. Her delicate body began to tremble again, looking around in horror.

Long Yi took a deep breath and began to pinch his handprints quickly. The handprints were so complicated that even Ye Chen was amazed.

Call the spirit, open it!

As the dragon shouted softly, his handprints were frozen.

As his handprint freezes, the spiritual summoning array also opens, and the divine patterns on it begin to flow, one by one, blooming with brilliant divine flowers, and mysterious power begins to flow.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his fairy eyes faintly, and stared at the spirit-calling magic array.

For some reason, the power flowing from this spiritual encouraging array is very similar to the magical powers that once were used by someone.

Buzz!

The magic array was buzzing, and the magic array was divinely gathered on Lin Shihua.

Hmm!

Lin Shihua hugged her head and moaned in pain.

Soon, a gorgeous fairy light shone straight into the misty sky and penetrated the sky and the earth.

Ye Chen subconsciously raised his face and stared at Piaomiao quietly.

There, a vortex appears, constantly rotating and growing. On the other side of the vortex, it communicates with a dark world, darkness and silence, like a black hole in space, and it can't see the end at a glance.

It is vaguely heard that in the dark and quiet world, there are the wailings of evil spirits and the power of Yin Ming rage.

Is that the underworld?

Ye Chen murmured, even if he just looked, he felt that his mind was about to be swallowed.

Don't look at it, take your eyes back!

Long Yi, who was in charge of the magic circle, suddenly shouted coldly.

Needless to say, Ye Chen had already withdrawn his gaze, and a ray of black blood flowed out from the corner of his left eye. The mysterious and powerful world of the underworld was an unknown existence, which made his heart tremble.

Hmm!

Lin Shihua in the formation was still moaning in pain, and his soul was always about to rush out.

Ye Chen frowned and looked at Long Yi.

Long Yi's face was pale, but he still maintained the magic circle. "The underworld is too big and there are too many spirits of death. Even if there is a soul as a guide, it is difficult to find it. This takes time and cannot be controlled by you and me."

"Poetry and painting can't last long," Ye Chen said hurriedly.

"Of course I know." Long glanced at the poem and painting, and then glanced at Piaomiao, "I still underestimate the underworld."

"For example, the dead people cannot reincarnate in the world. Will they return to the underworld after death?" Ye Chen asked.

"Not all." Long Yi said slowly, "In his later years, the Supreme One also used the power of reversing the world to communicate through the underworld, and could truly see a corner of the underworld. There are creatures in the underworld. The Taixu Dragon Emperor called it the spirit of death. The underworld also has an existence that is as shoulder to shoulder as the emperor. As for people after death, some may return to the underworld, but there are very few such people."

"This world is really full of unknowns."
Chapter completed!