Fire and theft prevention

You know, no matter how powerful a monk is, as long as he doesn't break through the boundary between the body and the fairy, it is impossible to use his aura to harm the fairy soul or the devil soul.

Just like in the battle of Qingqiu Mountain, the mysterious magic cultivator chose to use the void box to trap the fox fairy. Part of the reason was that he couldn't use the power of his body to hurt the fairy soul.

But at the last moment of the City Lord's Palace, it was Huo Wei's golden flame who hunted and killed the demon.

Combined with the endless dialogue between him and the abandoned demon at that time, there may be some unknown secrets in Huo Wei's bloodline.

And this secret may also be related to the soul-returning wood on Mu Qingjia's body.

After all, the soul-returning wood is not a real thing, but comes from the illusory Santu River.

"Do you still remember what Bu Chen said, that there is only one family in the world of cultivating immortals that 'produces' spiritual roots?" Huo Wei asked.

Mu Qingjia understood: "The Huo family."

Huo Wei nodded, and said: "In addition to breaking the taboo of the spirit root and combining the water spirit root with the fire spirit root, my ancestors also violated other rules of heaven."

Mu Qingjia listened carefully.

Huo Wei paused for a moment before saying: "The ancestor of the Huo family is a human female cultivator with a single water spirit root, and a butterfly demon from Santu River."

"Butterfly demon? Santu River?"

Mu Qingjia was greatly surprised.He knew that his junior loved exquisite and beautiful flowers and clothes when he was young, which is the nature of a teenager who loves beauty, and it is also a manifestation of his natural love of beauty when his junior only favors butterflies.

He involuntarily leaned back and took a closer look at his junior brother's back, as if a pair of butterfly wings would grow out of that shoulder blade at any moment.

The corner of Huo Wei's mouth twitched, he straightened his head, and said, "It won't grow wings, tentacles or turn into fleshy bugs, so please rest assured, brother."

Mu Qingjia said "ah" with some regret, and squeezed his shoulder blades: "If you grow wings, it must be very beautiful."

Huo Wei glanced at him strangely when he heard this, "I thought you hated bugs."

"That's true, but I won't dislike my junior no matter what." Mu Qingjia laughed.

Huo Wei coughed twice, turned his face away, and said: "Since the generation of the butterfly demon, the Huo family has been passed down for a hundred generations, and there has never been an example of combining with a demon. Now the blood is thin, even if you want to see it..."

He blinked in distress, as if he was really thinking about how to create a pair of wings for Mu Qingjia to enjoy.

Mu Qingjia felt a little itchy in his heart, but he knew that being too abrupt would be counterproductive, so he changed the subject, and continued: "Ahem, so, you mean, this bloodline from the butterfly demon gave you the flame to burn the fairy demon? "

"Yes." Huo Wei responded, the blush on his face gradually fading.

A cluster of golden flames rose in his palm, and he said: "The demon clan in Santuhe River is different from the demon clan in Kyushu. They have souls as their bodies and have no flesh|body. They are born to hurt immortals and demons."

"After the death of the ancestors, the butterfly demon refined his own soul into the sword and passed it on to future generations. This is the Underworld Butterfly Sword passed down from generation to generation in the Huo family." know about this past."

But knowing the past does not mean having the talent of Hades. When the Huo family was still prosperous more than 50 years ago, only the brother of the Huo family used the fire of the butterfly once, and thus gained the right to wear the sword of the butterfly.

And Huo Wei, as the double spirit root of water and fire, did not have such a pure blood of the butterfly.But this time, in the process of fighting the abandoned demon, he inspired the power of the butterfly, and burned the demon soul in one fell swoop.

Mu Qingjia nodded her chin and thought about it: "Aside from the one in Guyi City, has Ah Wei had one before..."

"That's right. This is not the first time I have used it." Facing the bustling crowd, Huo Wei said, "The Tree of Life and Death at the bottom of the Santu River was injured by me."

Three rivers and rivers, a country that only the souls of the dead can go to, an abyss where there is no return.

Huo Wei went to Santu Hechuan only for one thing: to bring back Mu Qingjia's soul from the tree of life and death.

Mu Qingjia stopped, stared blankly at him for a while, and said, "You're crazy."

In fact, he had doubts for a long time. He remembered that he was killed in the sea of ​​fire, and there was no body left when he died. He should have left his body on the spot, entered the Santu River immediately, and scattered in the tree of life and death.

But the fact is that his soul was well preserved, and he was reborn with the Soul Returning Wood.

During this period, someone broke the rules of heaven and morality for him, and reversed the cycle of life and death.

This person is Huo Wei.

"I've always been a lunatic." Huo Wei said without emotion, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to cultivate the useless spirit root."

"This is different." Mu Qingjia said dully, "To enter the Santu River, you must be a dead person. You killed yourself just to find me? Even..."

Even if he doesn't know what's under the Santu River, doesn't know if Mu Qingjia's soul has long been scattered, doesn't know where to find him, and doesn't know how to bring him back to the living world.

Just for a faint possibility, you can give your life all over.

Unexpectedly, Huo Wei turned around to look at him, and smiled happily: "What's your expression?"

"stop laughing?!"

It's hard to sum up Mu Qingjia's current mood. He wanted to hug his junior fiercely, but also wanted to draw a few red marks on his palm fiercely, so as to teach him from the beginning what it means to cherish life.

Seeing that he was really angry, Huo Wei held back his smile and squeezed the restless wooden hand that was thinking of hitting someone.

"I've never been so grateful for my bloodline." He said with concentration, "This is how we can kill immortals, demons, ghosts, enter the Santu River, chase your soul, and kill the soul-returning tree, and then bring you back .”

At that time, when he first heard the bad news, all thoughts were lost. He recalled the message about the afterlife world in the Butterfly Sword, and turned into a lonely soul in a daze, trying to catch up with Mu Qingjia.

The soul inhabiting that branch of the tree was connected with his heart, and it was the only thing he could bring back with all his soul power.The feeling from the senior brother in the branches appeared and disappeared, he couldn't be sure if he lost his mind and went crazy, so he felt that Mu Qingjia was in it.

Fortunately, Le Lu's words later confirmed his guess, and he escaped from the days when people were neither humans nor ghosts.

At the same time, Mu Qingjia stared at Huo Wei with her spiritual eyes, returning to the day when the flaming figure broke into Santu River in a trance.

"He" had slept peacefully at the bottom of the Santu River since the beginning of the world, until that day, when the invaders suddenly attacked the tree of life and death and cut off his body with flames.In severe pain, "he" was separated from the mother tree and brought to the present world.

The burning sting was forever imprinted in "his" body, teaching him what pain is and what fear is.

Mu Qingjia slowly hugged her arms tightly.

This is the memory of his body, the memory of the Returning Soul Wood.

Since his rebirth, he has lost his sense of body, but he can only feel Huo Wei's flame.This is not only because Jin Yan is the only flame that can hurt the soul-returning wood in this world, but also because the pain has already been engraved in the body by the soul-returning wood.

This man tyrannically cut off the connection between him and his past life, brought him back to this life, and kept him by his side.

"It's just arrogant." Mu Qingjia murmured.

A smile flashed in Huo Wei's eyes, he grabbed his hand arrogantly, and continued to walk forward along the flow of people.

But Mu Qingjia thought again, although they have gone through so many twists and turns, at least the result is good so far.The younger brother went back and forth to Santu River and was safe and sound, and he himself was able to make up for the regrets of his previous life and continue to write down the unfinished love.

He was thinking silently, when suddenly Huo Wei stopped.Then he stopped, and only then did he hear the noisy voices around him.

They wandered outside the main palace without knowing it. There were two scarecrows standing in the middle of the spacious street. The guards tried their best to stop them, but people kept breaking through the blockade and throwing things in their hands at the scarecrows in the middle.

"This is?" Mu Qingjia asked.

"Dummy in clothes." Huo Wei said, "The bodies of the city lord and his wife have been burned, and tomorrow the dummy will replace their heads in public display."

The voices of abuse from the common people in the village came continuously.

"Bah! You poisonous weed dealer, you son of a bitch!"

Eggs, stones, and rotten vegetable leaves crackled and hit the two scarecrows, staining the plain white prison uniforms so that they couldn't tell the original color.

"The actor is wronging the country! In my opinion, the city lord shouldn't have married her in the first place. This bitch is so dishonest that she instigates everyone to eat her!"

Hearing this, Mu Qingjia frowned slightly, and said, "□□? It's obviously the devil's spirit."

"The emperor made up a lie to prevent riots." Huo Wei said indifferently, "Ignorance is bliss, they cannot bear the truth."

Mu Qingjia's heart sank when he thought of the old sugar seller and her granddaughter.

Indeed, sex will be an easier excuse than the transfer of soul and life.If the girl knew that the old woman's life was taken away by her, it would be even more difficult for her to forgive herself.

But the injustice of this lie goes beyond that.

"The original wife of the city lord was completely innocent." Mu Qingjia said, "But she bears the burden of abandoning the demons and the sins of the city lord."

"Both monks and emperors in the world probably wouldn't care about a humble woman of the bottom class." Huo Wei said sarcastically, "That person could neither 'save' her, nor 'save' himself."

Mu Qingjia heard that he used "that person" to refer to the city lord, and suddenly asked curiously: "Do you know the name of the city lord?"

Mortals who have spiritual roots and can contact monks are not common, maybe this city lord is from a certain family of cultivators?Maybe the letter writer is related to that family of cultivators?

This time the news was delivered extremely fast. Maybe the Immortal Cultivation Family has not had time to intervene in this matter, and the real name of the city lord has already been made public here...

Huo Wei understood, and looked at the wooden sign hanging on the male dummy's neck.The wooden sign was smashed to a mottled and dirty state, and the mucus from the egg slowly slid off, revealing three ink characters.

His eyebrows furrowed suddenly.

"What?" Mu Qingjia realized something was wrong.

"Bu Chenyuan." Huo Wei said in a deep voice, "That man's real name is Bu Chenyuan."

Mu Qingjia was startled and thoughtful.Before he could sort out the clues, he heard a familiar voice shouting from afar: "Mu Xianyou, Huo Xianyou, I have found you!"

Just as Mu Qingjia wanted to ask Bu Chen something, he pulled Huo Wei through the crowd and came to his side.

Bu Chen involuntarily glanced at the hands they were holding, his expression was mixed with "it's like this", "it's really like this" and "this is not what I should see", and he quickly avoided his eyes in embarrassment.

Mu Qingjia didn't pay attention, and asked: "Friend Bu Xian, may I ask, is there any Xianxiu of the Shui generation on the Bu family tree?"

Bu Chen didn't understand, so he said, "Yes, I am a younger generation."

"Have you ever heard of the name 'Bu Shen Yuan'?" Huo Wei asked.

"Never." Bu Chen said without hesitation.

Mu Qingjia and Huo Wei looked at each other.

After Bu Chen answered, he remembered his reason for coming, and said worriedly: "I wonder if the two immortal friends have seen my senior sister? Ever since Huo Xianyou was controlled by the demon, she disappeared."

Mu Qingjia remembered such a thing, and said: "You haven't found her yet? Didn't she leave a message or trace?"

"I've searched through the whole girl city, and the tracking charm has been cut off. Although I can feel that she's still alive, I can't find her location—it's as if the world has evaporated." Bu Chen clenched his fists. Said, "It's all my fault, I failed to take good care of her..."

Mu Qingjia comforted: "Don't blame yourself too much. At that time, all of us were at a loss | what to do, and it was very difficult to protect ourselves. Fortunately, you rescued immediately. If it weren't for this, if the demon soul got the soul-returning tree, I am afraid that Kyushu would be destroyed. A catastrophe is coming."

What he was thinking in his heart was that, seeing the chaos in the situation, some thoughtful people took the opportunity to take away Shi Zhao who was helpless.But who has the ability to take away Xuanzong's disciples quietly?What is the purpose of taking her away?

Blackmail?Or seek revenge?

Bu Chen said again: "Speaking of the tracking talisman, earlier today, the tracking talisman on Mudi also disconnected for a while, very similar to senior sister. I wonder what happened to Mudi at that time?"

Earlier—wasn’t it when he was invited by Le Lu to Xuanyuan Mirror?

A spark suddenly flashed in Mu Qingjia's mind.

Mu Qingjia had a guess in his heart, so he said to Bu Chen: "I didn't find anything unusual at that time, maybe it was some kind of characteristic of the soul-returning wood."

He changed his mind and comforted him: "But Bu Xianyou don't have to worry. Yao Ji's abandonment of demons has been eliminated, and the power of words can be solved on its own. Your senior sister should have returned to normal. She is a cultivator in the stage of transformation, and she can definitely take care of herself."

"Of course you are right." Bu Chen heard this consolation, and frowned slightly, "It's just that the senior sister has been missing for more than ten years. After we reunited, she disappeared again before we had a word. —— I did this Junior brother's dereliction of duty."

"There will always be a chance to see you again in the future." Mu Qingjia patted him on the shoulder, "By the way, what are your plans for the future?"

Bu Chen sighed, cheered up a little, and looked at the two people opposite.

"Since Senior Sister is no longer in Guyi City, I need to go back to the sect and report this matter to Master in person." He raised two thick eyebrows and said seriously: "At the same time, I hope you two will go to Xuanzong with me. Otherwise , I will not take human sympathy into consideration—even if it is not my wish."

Huo Wei snorted coldly, stroked the Underworld Butterfly Sword on his waist, the deterrence was beyond words.

Mu Qingjia thought that she could escape the first day of the new year but not the fifteenth, so she told Bu Chen from the beginning to the end of the origin of the soul-returning wood that she had just known as her body.

After Bu Chen listened carefully, he was shocked: "So that's the case. Huo Xianyou's affection for you is so... unimaginable."

"Although it sounds unbelievable, it is the truth, and I don't want to deceive you." Mu Qingjia smiled wryly, "I just learned the whole process just now."

Huo Wei said coldly: "It's pointless to tell him, it's a waste of time."

Mu Qingjia said gently to his junior brother: "Whether he believes it or not is one thing, how to choose is another thing, and whether we tell the truth or not is another matter."

Bu Chen clenched his fist under the cuff, looked down at it, and said, "I'm sorry, I might disappoint your good intentions. ——I will stick to my original decision: return to Xuanzong with me before the truth comes out."

"Extremely arrogant." Huo Wei drew his sword, stared at Bu Chen, and took a step forward: "You should know that once you and I start a war, there will only be one ending. That is, you will be defeated by my sword."

Under the strong oppression, Bu Chen was not afraid, and calmly said: "Huo Xianyou is right, but if I summon Xuanzong disciples, the reinforcements will arrive in Guyi City in less than two hours. Although I can't beat you, I will trap you An hour and a half is more than enough."

He reminded: "Also please Huo Xianyou, proceed with caution."

Mu Qingjia pressed the Underworld Butterfly Sword back to the riot, and slowly persuaded: "You two calm down first, our spiritual energy and physical strength have not yet recovered, and rashly starting a war will be harmful and useless to everyone."

He suggested, "Since fighting is unavoidable, how about resting for a while and fighting in the mountains at midnight?"

"Wait for him to call for a helper, and wipe us out in one fell swoop?" Huo Wei sneered.

"I won't do that." Bu Chen said decisively.As soon as he spoke, he felt that he had fallen into a trap again, and added, "At least before fighting."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingjia clapped his hands and said, "That's it." He smiled at Bu Chen again and said, "Then don't disturb Bu Xianyou to rest. Xianyou can know my position at any time, so You are welcome to visit us anytime."

"Then it's a deal." Bu Chen cupped his hands, and when he raised his head again, the two of them had squeezed into the crowd, out of sight from him.

He watched as Mu Qingjia pushed Huo Wei away from the Palace of the Lord, walking further and further until he disappeared into the depths of the crowd.

The sound of scolding and the cracking of eggs and fruits kept hitting his heart. Bu Chen raised his clenched fist, placed it directly above the heart, and pressed it tightly.

"Don't forget, your life belongs to Xuanzong." He said, "so you must never disobey. No matter what. Even..."

He shook his head and sighed, put his hands on his back, and walked slowly.