I am rich in the fairy world

I am obviously not a scumbag, but I am being morally judged as a scumbag.

Su Shan pretended to be considerate and said, "I should avoid it?"

Hu Qing was overwhelmed and said solemnly: "You know everything about me."

There was a cold sneer from the side, and Hu Nuan said: "I don't know everything."

Hu Qing couldn't stand her any longer, so he took off his shoes and threw them at her: "Get lost."

Hu Nuan's spiritual power knocked her shoes back to her feet. She carried A Yuan back and pouted: "Mom, Xuan Yao is coming here. Don't forget that it was you who asked him to come back."

Don't ask me to call you again.

Hu Qing pointed at her arrogant back and said, "Look, look, you've grown wings and dared to show me your displeasure."

At this time, Su Shan couldn't agree with her, so he just asked: "Which handsome guy is looking for you?"

Hu Qing paused, and suddenly his face darkened: "It can't be Shui Xin's demon body, that ugly thing, if it weren't for Shui Xin's face, I would have killed him long ago!"

When she arrived at Shuangyang Sect, she found out that the person who wanted to see her was Jing Zhi.

Jingzhi, they haven't seen each other since they returned from the Ghost Country. The Changsheng Palace is far away from the Inch Realm. If it wasn't for saving his life, the Lord of the Changsheng Palace wouldn't have come to the Inch Realm.

Hu Qing was very happy: "Is it the Palace of Eternal Life that is doing business with us?"

Waiting for her is Han Li, who reminds her, "Jing Zhi is very different now. He came here to save his father."

He briefly mentioned the affairs of the Palace of Eternal Life.

During the years when the Nine Sects and Nine Clans were busy with their own affairs, the Changsheng Hall also suffered a change. The subordinates rebelled and the blood flowed like a river. The Changsheng Hall was destroyed. The hall master was killed, and Jingzhi fled with his men and disappeared.

When he appeared again, he came to Shuangyang Sect to seek medical treatment.

Han Li said: "He used a small amount of thick soil back then, and he is asking for it this time as well. The sect leader and his men have seen it and said that the soul of the Jing Palace Master has disappeared, but Jing Zhi refuses to give up—"

Hu Qing was surprised. Such a big change?
"It's better to lend it to him. It will definitely not lead to any result. He keeps saying that he wants to see you. I think he seems to have practiced evil. If you don't want to see him, just turn it down."

Jing Zhi now gave people a very bad impression. He didn't want Hu Qing to come, but the clan leader said it was not a big deal and Hu Qing didn't need them to block bad people and things for her.

Sure enough, Hu Qing said, "I'll see him."

Han Li hesitated.

Hu Qing said again: "I will go see him myself."

Jingzhi probably doesn't want to see many people.

Han Li couldn't help but look at Su Shan.

Su Shan's expression did not change. He looked at him and smiled.

Han Li unconsciously explained: "Jing Zhi is in a state of uncertainty right now, I'm afraid he might hurt Hu Qing."

Su Shan still just smiled.

It was a quiet place with no one around. The people Jingzhi had brought were all outside. When they saw Hu Qing, they all looked over. There were only a few familiar faces inside. Hu Qing glanced at them and walked up the steps calmly.

Han Li and Su Shan stopped at the bottom of the stairs. After looking at everyone for a few seconds, everyone stood in their own position and no one spoke.

Hu Qing kept walking inside. The room had been cooled down and he could feel the coolness on his cheeks as he walked. As he went further in, he could even feel tiny ice needles condensing in the air.

Hu Qing frowned. These ice needles were not real ice, but condensed from Yin energy and moisture in the air.

Jing Zhita——

"Hu Qing, you're here." A white figure slowly turned around. It was Jing Zhi.

He still looks the same, but his temperament is completely different. Back then, Jingzhi was the little prince who slept in an ice crystal float. Today, he looks gloomy, looks at people with cold eyes, and exudes a cold aura from the inside out.

Hu Qing fixed his eyes on his long silver hair, which was loose without any hairstyle or decoration. And his whole body was completely white, with no other color.

It's as if this person no longer has any good feelings.

"Ah, here I come." Hu Qing walked straight to the ice coffin behind him without stopping. It was not the float of the past, but a solid ice coffin, and the master of the Jing Palace was lying in neat clothes inside.

She looked back at Jing Zhi, her eyes turning into those of a ghost king, and then she lowered her head to look at Palace Master Jing.

That's right, it's just an empty shell, the soul is completely gone.

There was a thick pile of soil under the ice coffin.

Although there was no one else here, Hu Qing knew that the sect must have sent people to guard Xiaohoutu at all times.

Hu Qing said directly: "The soul is scattered and cannot be saved."

She bowed to the ice coffin. There was no such etiquette here, but - the Palace Master of Jing was very kind to her back then, and as a junior, she should perform the ceremony.

Jing Zhi watched silently, Hu Qing stepped back and stood with him: "What are your plans?"

What are your plans? Jing Zhi's eyes flickered, and that was a stubborn light. His sight involuntarily fell on the small thick soil under the ice coffin, and there seemed to be a flash of ill intention.

Hu Qing sighed inwardly and spoke softly: "Jing Zhi."

Hearing such a gentle and sighing tone, Su Shan, who was guarding outside, quietly moved his ears.

Jing Zhi looked at Hu Qing with a bewildered look on his face, and it was clear that he was immersed in his own situation and couldn't get out of it.

Hu Qing sighed in his heart again and smiled gently: "We have known each other for a while, and I don't want you to die in my hands." Don't steal my things.

Jing Zhi froze, a cruel look slowly showing on his face. He spoke, his voice became hoarse, as if he was suppressing a huge emotion: "Hu Qing, you don't understand, I want to save my father."

Hu Qing was silent for a moment, then asked, "Where did your father's soul go?"

Jingzhi lowered his head and said nothing.

Hu sighed lightly, his soul must have dispersed on the spot.

She said: "Have you ever summoned a spirit? Is there any remaining consciousness?"

The capital was in mourning.

Hu Qing was helpless: "How can you be resurrected like this? Didn't Palace Master Jing leave a backup plan for you before? Or don't you have his spiritual mark on you?"

Even if there is a spiritual imprint, pulling it out, putting it back into the body, and refining it into a corpse puppet, it is just a thought.

No one in the capital said anything.

Even if he didn't say it, Hu Qing could guess that there was probably a riot in the Changsheng Palace, and the Palace Master of Jing had used all means to protect Jingzhi.

At this time, Jing Zhi raised his head and said, "Can you use my blood and spirit to refine my father's soul?"

Hu Qing asked back: "Have you summoned a spirit before?"

Jingzhi was overwhelmed with grief.

What is this?

Hu Qing felt that he had no right to persuade him to give up, so he could only think of another way: "If you just want to revive your body, you can grab some soul threads scattered between heaven and earth. These soul threads no longer have self-awareness, but if they are put into the body, at least they will look alive."

Jing Zhi was in agony: "No, is there any other, better way?"

Hu Qing thought for a moment and said, "How about I open the ghost gate and send you in?"

Jingzhi: “.” Looking at her, “It’s not funny at all.”

Hu Qing spread his hands helplessly: "Then I have no other choice. Otherwise, let's talk about revenge. Have you taken revenge?"

Jing Zhi grinned, "They are all dead. The Hall of Eternal Life is gone. I built a Hall of Rebirth. Do you want to come with me?"

Hu Qing was shocked and pointed at his nose: "I'll go with you - brother, I also have a family business, why don't you follow me. I think you will have a hard time out there with your evil ways."

Evil cultivators can be killed by anyone in the territory of a famous and upright sect. (End of this chapter)