Three Realms, Two Lives, One Separation

Killing intent surged up.

The spirit grass stands on this vast mountain range.

The immortal cultivator chased him for seven days, and Shenhuncao escaped several times, but he didn't know where he was.

Muzu looked at the spirit grass, and said something seductive: "Do you want to kill him?"

"think"

Shenhuncao wanted to kill this immortal cultivator, because if he didn't kill him, he would not escape the fate of being refined by him.

Muzu looked at the spirit grass and licked his lips. From the very first sight, he fell in love with the soul of this immortal cultivator.

Shenhuncao carefully placed the Wutongqin in a cave, and said softly to Muzu: "Muzu, is it true that as long as I can't learn how to kill immortal cultivators, you will keep tossing me."

"as you wish"

Divine Soul Grass sighed softly.

Shenhuncao said helplessly: "Wutong, I can only take you here, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to find Yingfeng."

Hunbuli has already made up his mind, if he really can't escape this time, even if he burns everything and turns himself into dust to nourish this spiritual mountain, he should not be arrested for alchemy.

Shenhuncao walked out, and Mu Zu just looked at the broken back like this, knowing that Shenhuncao was really angry with him this time.

"Why is it different from what I thought, but a mere cultivator, you beg me, why do you have to die like this?"

"Aren't you always exquisite and translucent, able to bend and stretch?"

"I guess I did something wrong"

Mu Zu said the last sentence silently.

The soul grass released all the spiritual power, crystal clear spiritual power, emitting little green fluorescence, and the vegetation in the mountains shook slightly.

It is not easy for a fairy grass that has been cultivated for hundreds of years to transform into spiritual wisdom. It has a quick mind and a clean appearance, which are given by heaven and earth, and now he doesn't want it anymore.

"I have cultivated my mind and entered the way of heaven to practice. You are a cultivator, why do you still force me so hard?"

Divine Soul Grass looked at the cultivator, his hair swaying with the wind.

The immortal cultivator looked greedily at the spirit grass.

"A little demon, dare to say that the way of heaven is cultivating immortals. The Jiuling Pill I want to practice just needs a medicinal material that can be opened by spiritual intelligence. I didn't expect that you sent it up. A mere little fairy grass, let me chase after it!" It’s been so long, wait a minute, I will refine you slowly.”

The soul grass's eyes looked at the sky, the entire mountain range was covered with a layer of dark clouds, the clouds gathered on the mountain peaks, the sky became dark all of a sudden, and the rain hadn't fallen yet.

At this time, a gust of wind blew up, trying to blow away the dark clouds, and the five elements restrained each other, flying sand and rocks for a while, and the soul grass turned around and floated into the sky.

The immortal cultivator looked at the sky, knowing that once the rain fell, he would no longer be able to mobilize the fire spiritual power. He smiled, and sacrificed his top-grade cultivation tool, a small cauldron. Fear from the soul arises spontaneously.

The soul grass seems to have heard the wailing voices of countless remnant souls. The way the soul grass shook its body was noticed by the immortal cultivator. He likes the soul grass like this, and the feeling of fear that comes from the soul.

This is not the first time he has refined the fairy grass that unlocks spiritual wisdom, but it is the one he is looking forward to the most.

He wanted to see him, with such a handsome and lingering face, howl a little bit, beg for mercy, and even shed tears like dew.

"What a joy it is to destroy the most beautiful things"

The immortal cultivator sighed, looking at the spirit grass in the strong wind, how slender the figure was. The cauldron has a special spell to suppress the spirit grass. , Shenhuncao also looked at him, he never knew that the most intoxicating appearance of beautiful eyes is calm and gentle in the wind, sand, and heavy rain.

"I won't let you get what you want. I am a creation of heaven and earth, not an object in your cauldron. Even if I disappear, I will return it to heaven and earth, not you."

The Soul Grass caressed his chest, there was its demon pill there, when the cauldron cover was placed on his head, he knew that he was about to dissipate.

The Soul Grass could no longer maintain its human form, and a green and crystal-clear grass appeared in the cauldron under the canopy.

The world is the place that can give Shenhuncao the most sense of security, and this cauldron will definitely take away his space.

The demon core in his body is running, and there is only one layer of lines on the demon core, because he has only practiced for a hundred years.

The fire spread out from the cauldron, as if it was going to cover the sky and cover the earth, and the spirit grass was going to support the rain in the sky, consuming spiritual power, and the sanity began to be a little blurred, and it was only when I was about to die that I realized that I really liked being human so much.

I like it so much that I want to use up the last bit of strength to transform into a human, and then die.

Maybe this is a kind of unyielding after spiritual enlightenment.

After all, it took a lot of effort to cultivate into a human form, and I didn't expect to become a fairy grass that can only enter the pill.

"Fate"

The Soul Grass sighed.The wind and rain are still falling, and the mountains are shrouded in dark clouds.

Muzu's soul came out of the cave and looked at the sky without saying a word. The wind blew through the black mist condensed by his soul, but nothing could be taken away. He liked the rain very much, just like the tears of that divine soul grass Similarly, the wind and rain all carry the smell of green grass.

Muzu looked at the torrential rain.

"Why don't you come and beg me? You want you to speak up and say, Muzu, save me, so you don't have to hold on anymore."

"You die if you want to die, why should I be hurt?"

After Mu Zu finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation and was about to go back to the cave.

Mu Zu stopped at the entrance of the cave, was he going to compromise with an unremarkable little fairy grass?

"I'm right here, why don't you speak"

Mu Zu was still whispering, he suddenly had a very angry feeling, after acquaintance for so long, that silly little grass had never taken him to heart.

Mu Zu finally understood why he was so angry, and panicked.

"It turns out that in your eyes, I am just a passerby, a passerby who seems to have never existed, dispensable, when will I, Muzu, be dispensable in the eyes of others?"

After Mu Zu finished speaking, he turned around with a smile, and countless thoughts flashed by.

"You want to die, but you haven't asked me if I allow it?"

The rain in the sky suddenly became fierce and harsh. If the rain just now was a storm with strong winds, then the rain now is like the water on the sea, rushing down, and it is still gloomy and cold.

"how come?"

The expression of the immortal cultivator changed, and the fire in the cauldron suddenly went out.

The figure of Shenhuncao fell from the cauldron upside down in mid-air, and a black air caught it. Looking at the defeated Shenhuncao, Mu Zu breathed heavily in his chest for some reason, unable to move up or down.

Why did the Soul Grass become like this? Speaking of it, he was the culprit.

"Demon, Demon Cultivator!"

When the immortal cultivator saw Mu Zu, his expression became terrified.

He never expected to see a great demon with an out-of-body soul here. The level of demon cultivators is closely linked to their soul and body cultivation.

"Since you're here, do you still want to leave?"

Mu Zu set up a barrier under the four directions of heaven and earth

"Where can you run?"

Mu Zu's body flickered, his soul moved, and black threads wrapped around the body of the cultivator.

Muzu let out a mocking laugh: "Isn't a cultivator a slayer of demons and a guardian of Taoism? Seeing me like this, you're so frightened?"

Mu Zu looked at the other party, and before he begged for mercy, he penetrated his body and grabbed his soul with one hand, using some method to pull out the soul of this immortal cultivator.

The moment the immortal cultivator's soul was drawn away, the cauldron in the sky lost control and fell to the ground.

The blackness of the day gradually dissipated, and even the rain became smaller.

No matter how the soul wailed, Mu Zu swallowed it down.

The body scattered on the ground, after the soul dissipated, the spirit pool disintegrated, and a wave of spiritual power scattered in the air, and suddenly merged with the heaven and the earth.

Mu Zu looked at the sky, this time he made too much noise, he wondered if he would be discovered by the fairy world.

“Don’t stay here for long”

Mu Zu stretched out his hand, took away all the things on the cultivator, turned around and left, a black smoke enveloped the body of the cultivator, and instantly burned the cultivator's body to nothing.