Fire and theft prevention

"One fate cultivator." The female demon cultivator with her hands wrapped in black gauze said.

Those who explore the secrets of heaven, seek good fortune and avoid evil, are called Mingxiu.

In the world of cultivating immortals and the world of humans, it is not uncommon for people who call themselves "fate cultivators" to tell fortunes and change fortunes for others, but most of them are liars who walk the rivers and lakes.

However, real life cultivation is extremely rare in the Three Realms, and the restrictions are extremely high, and they are all born by chance.And among these very few fate cultivators, most of them died young because they violated the law of heaven, and the rest were only two people and one demon.

One swears not to spy on the heavens anymore, travels all over the world, and lives in seclusion in the mortal world; the other is the master of the floating jade water pavilion, sitting in the most powerful intelligence organization in the world of cultivating immortals, and ordinary people have no chance to see it.

Once the fox fairy was the king of all monsters, he used his racial talent to predict the future, and he was also regarded as a life-cultivator among monsters.

The demon cultivator in front of her was not one of them, and Mu Qingjia had never heard of her existence.

"Why are you here?" He had an inexplicable affection for this female cultivator, and immediately thought of Du Yuan, "Forced by Venerable Haoyan?"

"Voluntary." Xue Ziyi knelt down gracefully, with a dignified manner.

Mu Qingjia was surprised, seeing that she was harmless and willing to talk, so she also sat down opposite her.

"Why?"

"Because only in this way can I avoid the punishment of heaven and live here." Xue Ziyi said.

"There is such a magic weapon in the world?"

Mu Qingjia thought: If the fox fairy is sent to this place, she can survive without absorbing the soul.

"It's not a weapon, but a fragment of the world." Xue Ziyi said.

"...world fragments?" It was the first time Mu Qingjia heard such a statement.

Xue Ziyi nodded and explained: "Although Kyushu is divided into three realms, it is just a geographical division. It has a name but no reality. Kyushu itself is an independent world, and outside of Kyushu, there are another three thousand worlds, which are different from ours. The places where they are located do not interfere with each other, nor are they connected to each other."

"The consciousness of the Dao of Heaven belonging to Kyushu is the existence of absolute power in Kyushu, but it cannot touch the rules of other worlds." She said lightly, "And this star sand is the fragments left after the destruction of another world. The Dao of Kyushu cannot touch it." touch."

Mu Qingjia had never heard of these remarks, so she listened intently and kept thinking about them.

The rules of Heaven forbid the resurrection of life after death. If the price that the juniors pay is related to violating the Heaven, then as long as they live in other world fragments, they can escape the catastrophe.

"Are there any other fragments of the world left in Kyushu?" he asked.

"Have."

Mu Qingjia cheered up: "Do you know where it is?"

"I don't know." She then turned around again, "But I know, you have entered that world fragment."

Mu Qingjia was delighted: If he could remember the location of the fragments, there might be a breakthrough in the current difficulties.

But the question is, what part of the memory did he miss?

He combed from a young age until his death 50 years ago—by the way, after defeating Venerable Liyan, he returned to Qingqiu Mountain, what happened to him there?

Only the memory of that point in time is missing.

Just like a complete ink portrait, the most important eyebrows are covered by smudges, making people feel stuck in the throat.He carefully explored the stain, trying to reveal the secret hidden under it, as if he heard some voice in a trance.

"...to make you..." a familiar soft female voice said.

"Fox fairy?" Mu Qingjia looked around but didn't see her.

"What's wrong?" Xue Ziyi said.

After recovering, the hallucination about the fox fairy disappeared, but the strange feeling in Mu Qingjia's chest became stronger and stronger.

"My heart is beating." He clenched the front of his chest, "It's been beating all the time, but I didn't feel it before, and now suddenly—"

The vibration of the beating heart, the friction of blood flowing, and the air passing through the nasal cavity and pouring into the lungs bring coolness and freshness.

The wound in the eye socket pierced into his mind like a blade, causing severe pain.

Once these things that he could not feel before returned, they stimulated his nerves crazily.

——The last of the five senses, Mu Qingjia's sense of body has recovered.

As if being separated from the mother's body for the first time to contact the outside world, the feeling of being alive made him extremely painful.

Pain to unconsciousness.

"In order to save you from heaven's punishment," the voice of the fox fairy came from afar, "if you leave here, you will forget everything that happened here, and forget everything about the future."

Mu Qingjia only felt that half of herself was facing Xue Ziyi in the black sand, and half was sunk in the past memories, in an ice blue world.

"In this way, you will die in Gaotu Mountain according to your destiny." Hu Immortal said in a deep voice, "Even so, do you still insist on this?"

"I've made up my mind." Bai Yi Xianxiu smiled, "I'm lucky if I get it, but my life is lost. There are too many people I care about, so I have to go back."

He frowned, and gently stroked the big white fox's nose.

"And, I've left 'hope' with you."

The memory screen was dazzled by ink, and returned to the darkness.Mu Qingjia found herself curled up in pain, her back was drenched in cold sweat, her heart beat so fast that it seemed as if it was about to squeeze out flesh and blood, and jumped out of her chest.

"All five senses are back." Xue Ziyi said coldly, "Congratulations, you have been 'completely' resurrected."

"What do you mean...'complete'?" Mu Qingjia struggled to get up, retching non-stop under the excruciating pain, and his heart and mind were in a mess.

One question after another that had been overlooked popped up: Why is he only now "fully" resurrected?

Why is his five senses missing?

Vaguely, he thought of Du Yuan, and the wife of the lord of the city: they all had flaws, but they were all complete and healthy people.

Unlike him, the five senses and memory start from scratch and recover slowly.

Obviously he himself is the "perfect" resurrection, why...?

At the beginning of rebirth, Ah Wei told him—"I will protect you until the soul and body are fully integrated, and the five senses and memory are restored."

Fusion of soul and body?what does that mean?

Messy lines shuttled in his mind, the words lost their original meaning, reversed, twisted, and endowed with absurd meanings.

There are three conditions for a perfect resurrection: soul-returning wood, a wooden body that is exactly the same as the physical body, and a complete soul, all of which are indispensable.

"Until the soul and body are fully integrated."Huo Wei's words reverberated in his mind repeatedly, disassembled and reassembled, and gained new meaning.

Mu Qingjia has always believed that it refers to his own soul, and it is difficult to coordinate with the reincarnated wooden body from outside.

——What if it’s the other way around?

——What if it takes time for Huo Wei's soul to fuse with his own soul-returning wood?

"You...you're fine." A vague female voice came.

Mu Qingjia vaguely felt that the female cultivator approached him and stroked his sweaty forehead behind his ears.The movement is extremely light, but with concern.

Her voice was cold and pleasant, full of characteristics, which evoked another sentence in his mind.

"Today, someone will die here."

"Get out of here." Mu Qingjia's lips trembled, biting the tip of her tongue, "I have to go out."

----

Fifty miles away from Shaoxian Mountain, there is a cold moon.

All kinds of strange spells converged at one point, and hit Du Yuan's soul-returning wood, instantly erupting a wave of demon energy, stirring up billowing smoke and dust, and knocking away the nearby demon cultivators.

After the smoke and dust passed, the grass, trees, soil, and lime within a radius of one mile were wiped out, leaving a too clean open space.

"Venerable Hao Yan will definitely not survive this time!"

"With so many people attacking at the same time, who is to blame?"

"Wait, look carefully...!"

The smoke and dust were blown away by the cold wind, and the vision gradually became clear. Everyone who saw this scene was stunned and speechless.

All four limbs of "Du Yuan" were gone, but the head of the body made of soul-returning wood was floating in mid-air, intact.

"This!—Could it be my eyesight, how is this possible?!"

"The combined attack just now has the power of the late stage of transforming gods! I'm afraid that old man Songhe won't be able to stop it, why is Venerable Haoyan not dead yet?"

This is the strength of the Soul Returning Wood.Among the three realms, it is indestructible.

Except for Tianlei and the golden flame used by the Underworld Butterfly Sword when it completely exploded with Huo Wei.

However, as long as there is no soul control in it, even the returning soul wood is just a piece of dead wood.

Qin Guan let out a deep breath, and the Baiqian sword turned into a galaxy, cruising behind him, and put the sword back into its sheath.He quickly tapped the acupoints around his body to stop the bleeding, and slowly used the healing technique to repair the wound on his body.

His strength was much different from that of Venerable Haoyan, and he relied on one breath to support the nine swords. As soon as he drew his breath, he felt tired and brain-swollen, and just wanted to close his eyes and fall down.

——To be able to kill this kind of monster, the Huo Wei back then was simply...

He has been envious of the second senior brother's sword heart for a long time.Huo Wei was like an overly dazzling sun, burning in front of him, getting too close, eating away his flesh and exposing his blackened bones.

The second senior brother is the most like a master, he doesn't pay attention to anything, he is proud and aloof, no one can compare with him.

Qin Guan tried his best to touch the light of the sun, full of confidence every time, and found that he was farther away from the sun every time.

Over time, this envy turned into jealousy, and twisted arrogance.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew from the dark place, and caught the piece of returning soul tree.Qin Guan immediately recognized that it was a demon cultivator named Lou Qing under the Venerable Haoyan, who, like his senior brother, could use spirit-enchanting techniques.

Even if a magic cultivator in the early stage of transforming into a god can use the spirit-enchanting technique, he has not been able to shine in this battle of absolute power, and he will definitely not make any splashes.

Du Yuan is dead, and the rest of the party is just at the end of the road.

"Don't let them run away." Qin Guan ordered in a deep voice, "Du Yuan remnants, shoot and kill."

All the devil cultivators in Qili Palace listened to the order, and felt that it was a good time to claim credit, so they all attacked the remaining devil cultivators with evil smiles.

Seeing this, some of the remaining subordinates of Du Yuan wanted to fight to the death, most of them scattered like birds and beasts, and some wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, to be included in the Hall of Chili, and to earn a living.

"Your Highness, no, Master Mozun! Spare me!" He kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Your obedience to the traitor is just forced to help you! Now that the traitor is dead, and the Heart-Eating Curse is gone, the little Return to orthodoxy, and listen to Lord Mozun's orders!"

Lou Qing paused.

The one who knelt down and begged for mercy wanted to say some flattering words, but suddenly let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground in pain.

Seeing him in such pain, the rest of the people didn't know what happened, only Si Jun and Qin were concerned.

Looking at it like this, it has the same symptoms as the yellow weasel monster in the palace, and it is clearly the appearance of the heart-eating curse.

Could it be that the Heart-Eating Curse still works after Du Yuan's death?Or--

"What did you just say?" Lou Qing said suddenly, "'Don't let them escape?'"

He speaks smoothly and confidently, completely different from Lou Qing's dull and gloomy feeling.

Qin Guan looked at the man in black.

"Lou Qing" raised his head and looked at him from a distance.

"The deity will run away?" "Lou Qing" grinned, "It's you who should run, bastard."

With the sound of the "bastard" falling, veins popped up on his pale skin, and the blood in his eyes flowed, overflowing the end of his eyes, and several cracked magic lines were drawn.

The aura around him suddenly soared, and his realm continued to rise until the late stage of transformation.

"Back off!!"

Qin Guan roared, Baiqian sword spun and held up a round umbrella.

However, it was too late, the magic flame exploded centered on Lou Qing, and more than a dozen demon cultivators were the first to bear the brunt, screaming and becoming part of the flame.

"What's going on?" Gu Rong and most of the Demonic Cultivators of the Temple of Chili were hiding behind the umbrella, "Suddenly..."

The silver umbrella burned into orange, and there were countless wraiths screaming in pain in the heat wave.Qin Guan gritted his teeth and held on, but the silver umbrella was still unscrewed a thin crack.I saw red light flashing, and majestic flames gushing out from the gap!

In that ten-thousandth moment, he clearly captured the curved spear in the raging flames, but he only had time to raise his arm.

The Jiuqu spear brushed against his arm, broke through the armor, and pierced through his left shoulder fiercely!

Qin Guan flew upside down, blood gushing from his left shoulder.

"Your Highness!" The thin monkey picked him up in the air, and looked back at the demon cultivator who was in the flames, "Who is that?!"

"Lou Qing" reached out to recall the Jiuqu Spear, and stretched his arms.

"The thorn is off." He said in distaste, "This body is really difficult to use."

He threw the soul-returning wood into the black sand in the palm of his hand, and then his temples turned white in the blood flames, like white-haired evil spirits in Shura's hell.

Looking closely, he still has Lou Qing's facial features, but his temperament has changed drastically.With that self-respecting aura, anyone would think that it was Venerable Haoyan reincarnated.

Their instincts were right.