Fire and theft prevention

Steal it from Xuanzong?This is too arrogant to say.

Xuanzong has been cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, and Bu Chengbi, who has been ranked first in the list of mysteries, is in charge. Going to Xuanzong to steal treasures is not easy.

And if you look closely, when Le Lu said this, he did not hide his malice towards Xuanzong. Mu Qingjia was sure that if Xuanzong was stolen, Le Lu would definitely gloat over it.

In connection with the token of Xuanzong specially saved up in the secret room of the city lord, this Lelu may really be the mysterious letter writer.

What is his purpose?Take revenge on Xuanzong?Put the blame on Xuanzong?Did you experiment with mortal towns first because you were eager to get a new body?

Motivation makes sense.Mu Qingjia thought.

In addition, taking him away at a critical moment may also be used to blackmail the younger brother——

He turned back and forth in his mind, and heard Huo Wei from the past ask: "Is there any other way?"

"Does this make it difficult?" Le Lu's voice was slightly colder, "To tell you the truth, Xuanzong is the only way to revive your senior brother." He said, "Returning the soul is a thing of the underworld, and it can only be obtained by entering the three-way river. See. Only the dead can reach the place where the returning soul tree grows."

Bang dong.

Mu Qingjia suddenly heard, very close, that heart beat.It is as if a puppet is injected with life, as if a drop of spring rain falls on the dry land, the hope of life is revived.

"What's so special about the soul-returning wood?" Huo Wei's voice could not hear anything unusual.

Le Lu looked up at him, with a trace of inquiry hidden in his expression: "Why, have you seen it?"

"Never." Huo Wei said in a deep voice, "If I only knew it was a piece of fairy tree, I would have no way of doing it."

"That's right." Le Lu put down his defenses, "I will give you a map of Xuanzong's treasure house, and the rest can only be felt by yourself." He explained, "Returning soul wood has the effect of attracting souls. The soul-returning wood does not need to use eyes, but to use its own soul."

He paused, looked directly at Huo Wei and said, "You sword masters know better than me what a soul feels like."

Before Mu Qingjia could fully comprehend the meaning of Le Lu's words, her hearing was quickly overwhelmed by the beating of her heart.

Boom, boom, boom.

Huo Wei's heart pumped blood continuously, urgently and heavily, which made Mu Qingjia tremble slightly.

If it was the first drop of spring rain just now, now it is the rolling spring tide, tearing apart the frozen ice, unstoppably radiating vitality.

The autumn wind blew by, blowing a strand of Huo Wei's hair and wrapping it around the pendant attached by Mu Qingjia.

The wind has been blowing for a long time day and night, but since the end of the Immortal Demon Tribulation, Huo Wei discovered the existence of the wind for the first time.He put the messy hair back, combed it, and tied it high.

"What should I do after I get the soul-returning wood?" He said.

"Come find me after you get the soul-returning wood." Le Lu played with Jiulong Qian and said, "I will tell you how to operate it."

"I can't trust you." Huo Wei said bluntly, "Returning Soul Wood has always been something you can't ask for, isn't it?"

Le Lu narrowed his eyes annoyed, and said, "So what if I really took the soul-returning wood? After all, you can't revive your senior brother without me. Do you still want me to help you for nothing?"

"Only the soul-returning wood can't do it." Huo Weiyi said in a single word, "As long as you don't hinder me from resurrecting him. Whether it's the immortal grass that strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence, or the elixir that washes the essence and cuts the marrow, I will take it."

Le Lu inexplicably gritted his teeth: "Stop, stop, stop. The matter of returning to the soul tree has not been written yet, don't talk about it." He looked at Huo Wei with strange eyes, "For a senior brother, is it worth it? Even if it is a Taoist companion , not like you...so..."

When the words came to his mouth, he got goose bumps again and couldn't continue.

When Mu Qingjia heard the sound of "Tao Companion", his heart moved, an indescribable sweet and sour taste surged up, and he forced himself to press down again.He paid attention to how his younger brother would answer, but his younger brother just remained silent.

Huo Wei stared intently at Le Lu, his pupils were extremely dark and deep, as if looking into it, he could see the abyss and the raging fire.

After a while, Le Lu was defeated, looked away, and casually threw him a jade slip.

"Take the "Records of Fu Ling" and Xuanzong's map. However, except for the resurrection chapter of the last volume, the rest must not be practiced without authorization. If you become a crazy short-lived ghost, your brother and you, don't blame me No reminder."

Huo Wei took the jade slips in his hand, put them into the storage jade pendant, cupped his hands and said, "I am very grateful." After saying that, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

"I won't accept the benefits." Le Lu muttered behind him, "White-eyed wolf."

Huo Wei paused suddenly, turned his back to him and said, "If everything is ready, what if he still can't wake up?"

"It should be impossible." Le Lu replied, "If that's the case, I advise you to give up the idea of ​​resurrecting him and give me the soul-returning wood, which can be of some use."

His voice gradually sank, and when he looked at Huo Wei's back, there was a little loneliness in his eyes.

"Because not being able to wake up means that the soul is not complete." Le Lu said, "The soul is not complete, so there is really nothing to do."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingjia's vision began to distort.Flowing clouds flowed into rivers from the sky, mountains and rivers collapsed, and all voices were turned into noisy noises. He could no longer distinguish Huo Wei's voice.

He became more and more dizzy, until at a certain point, all images and sounds disappeared, leaving only boundless darkness.

It was only then that Mu Qingjia realized that someone was grabbing his shoulders and dangling from side to side.

"Hey, Mu, Mu Qingjia, are you awake?" Le Lu's slightly anxious voice came clearly from beside his ears, but this time it was no longer the past, but the present.

"Easy." Mu Qingjia said, "Dizziness."

After seeing the past, he felt that although Le Lu had many doubts, he would not harm his younger brother or himself for the time being, so he became less defensive.

Le Lu confirmed again: "Who am I?"

"Little liar." Mu Qingjia pushed him away and sat up by herself, "What was that just now?"

Seeing that he was fine, Le Lu took a few steps back, sat down and said, "Tell me what you saw first?"

"The past." Mu Qingjia said, "The past between you and Huo Wei—that was probably after my death. Until you said 'the soul is incomplete, helpless', the 'past' became unstable, and then you shook it woke up."

Le Lu had mixed feelings, bit his lip and said, "It didn't fail completely. But it didn't last long enough..."

"How did you do it?" Mu Qingjia asked.

"Hmph." Le Lu raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you curious?"

"Curiosity." Mu Qingjia said with a smile, "Tell me, I'll go out and buy you candy."

Le Lu ignored the second half of his sentence, and smiled triumphantly: "I won't tell you."

"Forget it then." Mu Qingjia sighed, "I have heard about Xuanyuan Mirror, and I was wondering if I could help you in return for the grace of resurrection, but now it seems..."

Le Lu choked, and said: "There is no need to repay the favor, we have already settled the dispute."

"Two Qings?" Mu Qingjia said, "We used to know each other?"

Le Lu was reluctant to bring it up, and said, "Do you still want to know about Xuanyuan Mirror?"

"I would like to hear the details." Mu Qingjia could only say.

They sit cross-legged on the transparent water surface, the sea of ​​clouds rises and falls under the water surface, and there are pines, stones, bamboos and cypresses hidden in it, they seem to be suspended in the air.

Le Lu's hand touched the surface of the water, and lifted it up gently, the transparent water slipped from his fingertips, falling into the water drop by drop, causing circles of ripples.

"Water has memory," he said.

"A novel idea." Mu Qingjia said while sitting upright.

"That's the truth. The picture you saw just now is the verification of it." Le Lu focused on the water droplets on his fingertips, "Each drop of water has a different experience, and the texture is also different. Sound, warmth, The sun shines and the wind blows...every nuance will have a different impact on them, forming their own different textures."

"You mean, to restore the past experienced by the water droplet based on the textures?" Mu Qingjia stroked his chin lightly. "Even so, how can we identify the factors that each pattern represents? The information is too complicated."

The water droplets on Le Lu's palm dripped, and he clenched his fists slowly and vigorously.

He stared at his ever immature hands, and said: "If you spend your whole life and spend 300 years to accomplish this, the impossible will become possible."

Mu Qingjia was silent.Indeed, this is not impossible.Let two drops of water experience exactly the same thing, only change a certain point, and find the difference between the two results, and then a conclusion can be drawn.

However, a conclusion is just a drop in the ocean, just the sound is ever-changing, let alone other factors?

"Are you the only one doing research all these years?" He slowed down his voice and asked.

"No, I created a lot of formations to solve puzzles, and their efficiency is much higher than mine. The mountains, rivers, flowers and trees you see are all part of the formation." Le Lu smiled. Said, "Although they are still not perfect, if I don't have them, I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve the current results until my life energy is exhausted."

"Why are you so obsessed with looking back on the past?" After blurting out this question, Mu Qingjia said again: "Sorry, I was the one who made the shallow remarks."

Le Lu smiled, stood up and said: "Why don't you ask, I am over three hundred years old, how can I maintain this child's figure?"

Mu Qingjia quietly waited for him to speak.

"300 years ago, my closest relatives gave me a strange poison in the world. Although the poison failed to kill me, it destroyed my cultivation base and root meridians, so that my vitality was completely destroyed, and I would never be able to grow up .”

Le Lu's voice was calm, but deep pain was hidden under that calmness. "I have searched all over Kyushu for immortal medicine and elixir, but none of them can resist the strange poison, so I have to stop at Nascent Soul for the rest of my life."

Although he was smiling, the smile was extremely ferocious: "But the person who harmed me has become a powerful man, living in a fair and bright manner, and being admired by others. ——He, no, deserves it."

Mu Qingjia whispered: "So you have to use the Xuanyuan Mirror to restore what happened 300 years ago, and expose his evil deeds in the cultivation world. However, even if the Xuanyuan Mirror is successfully transformed and records the water from 300 years ago, where is it?" to find?"

"I have it." Le Lu said, "I drank half of that cup of poisoned tea, and left the other half. In order to identify the type of poison, I collected the other half cup of tea at that time, and it would tell me who put it Make it and send it to me.”

"...I think your enemy is from Xuanzong." Mu Qingjia said, "So you have to take revenge on Xuanzong, set up a suspicious formation in Guyi City, wait for your enemy to appear, and then use Huo Wei to kill him. "

"Did you guess like that? Then you think of me too kindly." Le Lu said with a smile, "I think it would be good to kill him, but I want him to be ruined first, and then use my own hands, Personally pour him the remaining half cup of poisonous tea, let him taste what it's like to be a cripple."

Mu Qingjia was puzzled: "Didn't you make the Yao grass in Guyi City? Those puppets, and the failed spirit-enchanting technique of the city lord's wife, these..."

"That kind of semi-finished puppet? How could I create such a low-level magical weapon?" Le Lu interrupted him, "It's the news from the Fuyu Waterside Pavilion that there is a resurrected person in Guyu City. I suspect there is another soul-returning wood I came here to investigate after I was born."

"It turned out that the revived one wasn't even a fake." He shrugged. "Although I was a little disappointed, I found a surprise—someone was pretending to be my talisman."