My wife is a sword god.

Qin Feng had a long dream.

In the dream, he saw an old monk sitting cross-legged under a leafy old tree.

There are bursts of Buddha's voice in my ears, and the golden light above my head covers the sky like a gauze curtain.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked.

"He's just a monk who only knows how to copy sutras and chant Buddha's name." The old monk said with a smile.

"Why am I here?" Qin Feng asked again.

"Donors should ask themselves this question."

Snapped!
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng slapped himself hard, which stunned him and stunned the old monk.

"It doesn't hurt. I was indeed dreaming, but why didn't I dream of my wife? Instead, I dreamed of an old monk." Qin Feng shook his head regretfully.

Suddenly, he recalled something, and the scene before he fell into coma flashed through his mind.

With the power of the Saint and the White Deer, he stepped into the first level, shattered the Pillar of Hell, rescued his father, and fought against the Heavenly Soul.

Then he used the divine power taught by Senior Xuan Yi and the divine guidance of the stars to completely destroy the heavenly soul. However, due to the exhaustion of his energy, his body collapsed.
"Am I dead?" A terrible thought came to mind, and then could not be dissipated.

He tried to call Bailu, and he used his spiritual thoughts to attract Chi Qi and Bai Su, but there was no response.

Qin Feng's face suddenly turned pale, and then he slumped on the ground with some dejection, feeling that the truth was just as he thought.

"Hahaha." He laughed bitterly, tears streaking down his cheeks.

The old monk said: "Does the donor regret it?"

"Regret?" Qin Feng murmured again, then smiled and shook his head.

"I don't regret the choices I made. If given another chance, I would still do it, but"

But how would those who were waiting for him to return feel when they heard the bad news?
He seemed to see the heartbreak of the two ladies.

I seemed to see Qin Xiao and Qin Lan crying "Where is daddy?"

Then he seemed to see the woman in the moon-white luxurious dress, keeping the vow she made before leaving, waiting hard for him to return in Fengtian City.

The dead are gone, leaving only the living with endless sorrow.

The old monk who received the answer nodded slightly: "Good, the three realms are rotating, the world is destroyed, the road ahead is dark, and it is like walking on thin ice.

Perhaps only by showing such sincerity can we turn into dawn and illuminate the dark night. "

After the words fell, the surrounding space trembled, and the dazzling golden light gathered in one place, fell on Qin Feng's forehead, and penetrated his body.

Like the warm sun in winter, like the breeze in spring, warmth sweeps through the whole body.

"Master, you..." Qin Feng hesitated, feeling that his body was constantly reviving like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

"Although the dream is good, it's time for the benefactor to go back. I miss you so much."

The surrounding scene is like a whirlpool of flowing water, gradually blurring.

When he was dying of consciousness, Qin Feng took a quick glance and vaguely saw the old monk's forehead cracked, but no trace of blood appeared.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?" The light murmur was like the whisper of mosquitoes in summer, dispersed by the wind.

Click!

Outside the extreme realm of the Southern Territory, the giant Buddha sculpture sitting cross-legged on the lotus stone platform suddenly shattered.

A golden light shot out from between his eyebrows, and the black curtain that was constantly creeping and advancing stopped at this moment.

On the ancestral dragon standing on the top of the cloud, the Buddha's mouth, which was still chirping, suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, he said in a tone that sounded like he was crying or confused: "Old monk, let's go."

Xuan Yi once again controlled the immortals and demons in the immortal world and expelled strange things. It was the Emperor of Heaven who disappeared earlier who seemed to sense something and stood silently, finally turning into a sigh.The Imperial Master Tianjian faced south and bowed deeply.

At the same time, Qin Feng, who had been unconscious for a long time, opened his eyes leisurely, and what he saw was the expressions of concern and excitement on the part of everyone.

"Sir, you're awake."

"I woke up."

Liu Jianli held the hot tea and blew on it gently. Qin Feng, who was lying on the bed, turned his head and looked out the window, thinking a lot.

In the past few days, he also knew everything that happened after he fell into coma.

Tianhun was severely injured and was rescued by Tiantong. The ghost master took the opportunity to lead all the beings in the ghost world to catch all the immortal monsters in one fell swoop.

Qin Feng deserves the most credit for being able to break the opponent's magical power of immortality.

Just because of his desperate fighting, Tianhun continued to die and resurrect, resulting in a sharp decrease in the number of his fellow tribesmen who died in their place.

The strange things left in the ghost world have obviously become abandoned, so they can no longer rely on their own kind to replace them, and the only way is to perish.

Shen Tu was punished by the ghost master and was supposed to be imprisoned in the endless prison for a thousand years. However, the crisis in the three realms had not yet been overcome and the ghost realm was in urgent need of fighting power, so he was burned with will-o'-the-wisps for three days instead.

He knew that he had been deceived and almost caused the ghost world to fall into a place of eternal destruction, so he was willing to accept the punishment.

The gate of hell that connects the two worlds cannot be closed for some reason. The two worlds can travel through this gate.

The ghost master threatened that when the situation in the ghost world was settled, he would send envoys to discuss alliances to deal with future crises in the three realms. Old Man Baili readily agreed.

Cang Feilan clasped his fists on his side, his eyes were red, and although his tone was cold, he could not hide the worry and fear: "You have endured unbearable power, and you have repeatedly used extremely consuming killing moves, causing your physical body to collapse.

Even if Bai Lu and Bai Su try their best, coupled with the ghost master's concentration skills, they can only give you a chance to survive.

Fortunately, that bad old man stepped into the ghost world and took you to the extreme realm of the southern region, and you were able to regain your life inexplicably. "

The bad old man naturally refers to Old Man Baili.

When Qin Feng heard this, he thought of the old monk in the dream, and his heart felt sad for no reason. He seemed to have guessed something.

"Is there any change in the southern polar realm?"

Cang Feilan replied: "The moment before you woke up, the largest stone Buddha in Jiji territory collapsed, and a golden light suddenly lit up between its eyebrows.

At that time, everyone was surprised and thought something had happened in the extreme situation.

As a result, the squirming black curtain stopped, your physical body gradually recovered, and you opened your eyes not long after. "

After a pause, she thought of something and spoke again: "That bad old man said something with red eyes - he sacrificed his life for righteousness and extended some time for the Three Realms."

Is that really the case? Qin Feng closed his eyes, clenched his fists unconsciously, and looked sad.

After a while, he took the tea cup from Liu Jianli, took a sip and asked, "You two ladies, why are you here?"

Liu Jianli's voice was cold: "My husband left without saying goodbye, so you think Feilan and I don't know anything?"

Cang Feilan also had a bad face: "If I hadn't come to the Southern Territory with Sister Jianli to defend against the people from the ghost world, I might have only been able to see you for the last time!
The words I vowed to promise back then were never fulfilled.

If we leave without saying goodbye and end up in a situation of near death, do we really think that my sister and I will not lose our temper? "

Qin Feng broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly said, "Why did you leave without saying goodbye? The situation was urgent and I left in a hurry, but before I left, I told Ya'an to inform the two ladies. "

Sorry, Ya'an, you have to pass the door anyway, Qin Feng thought with peace of mind, taking over the pot for her husband.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a beautiful figure stepped into the room and threw herself into Qin Feng's arms. Her delicate body trembled: "If I had known that this trip would be so dangerous, I wouldn't have said anything to hide it for you. I must tell my two sisters, let me They are the ones stopping you."

Feeling the flatness of his chest, he knew that it was Ya'an who came without looking.

Well, where did the murderous aura come from?
Qin Feng turned his head and looked around. The faces of the two ladies were as cold as frost.