Fire and theft prevention

Inside the black sand, the world is silent and empty, and there are two people standing in the blank.

"I have to go out." Mu Qingjia's heart ached unbearably, and he felt that his whole body was going to be torn in half by the pain.

When the cruel truth came, everything was instantly covered by dark clouds.

Outside, Qin Guan's life and death are uncertain, his mysterious fate is indistinguishable from the enemy, and the Venerable Haoyan is like a mountain pressing him hard to breathe.

Inside, there was only Huo Weiyi's back.

Since his rebirth, he has always used Ah Wei's primordial spirit.

Whenever he listens to the singing of mountains and rivers and birds, smells the fragrance of flowers and plants, whenever the inexhaustible smell entangles and explodes in his mouth, and even whenever he feels a little bit of pain and pleasure, that back becomes farther away and sinks deeper. One point deeper.

until it disappears completely.

——It was him, Mu Qingjia, who should have disappeared. Didn't the fox fairy warn him 50 years ago?Returning to Mount Gaotu, he will surely die.

He didn't believe in fate, and went against the law of heaven.But the karma of violating the destiny was ultimately borne by Ah Wei.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.He dug his nails into the palm of his hand and picked out the sawdust.

my fault.

it's all my fault.

Mu Qingjia's heart was pierced by a knife, her breathing was difficult, she blamed herself so much that she almost died a million times, but her body ruthlessly maintained her life.

Reason told him: don't fall down.Don't think about anything now.

He still has work to do.

He was in such a state of distress, as if only a pair of bones were supporting his heavy flesh and blood, and only a sliver of reason was supporting his broken spirit.

"You have a way to get out of here." Mu Qingjia said calmly, the rapier left by Qin Guan stuck to his forearm and hidden in his sleeve.

"Not yet." Xue Ziyi said, "They can't kill Du Yuan, even if you are added, the ending will not change."

Mu Qingjia only felt that this sentence seemed familiar, as if the fox fairy had said the same thing to him a long time ago.

He didn't think deeply, and gave the same answer: "No matter what the outcome is, I can't just stand by."

Xue Ziyi seemed to feel something, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly. "Unfortunately, this world has been smeared with Du Yuan's spiritual brand, he can come and go, and neither you nor I can leave this place."

At this moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the blank sky, and a hard object fell from it.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Qingjia flew up and crashed into the vortex, but was blocked by a transparent force.

He had to drop to the ground and pick up hard objects that fell in from the outside.

It is Duyuan's soul-returning wood.

"Little brother succeeded. But why...?"

Why is he still in the black sand?Why did Du Yuan's soul-returning wood fall into it?

"Qin Guan can't win." Xue Ziyi's tone was calm but firm, "Brother, no, Lou Qing is Du Yuan's last trump card. He is special."

"The soul of ordinary people is like viscous water, between solid and liquid, and it is difficult to separate." She explained, "But Lou Qing's soul is like air, which can be deformed and split at will. Ordinary people are different."

Mu Qingjia remembered that when Lou Qing used the spirit-enchanting technique when he left the hall, both the main body and the avatar had a certain degree of consciousness.That is to say, he split the consciousness soul itself into two parts.

This is something Mu Qingjia can't do by himself. If he forcibly divides the mind into two, it will leave a permanent mental split or mental disability.

If "split" refers to the consciousness left on each spiritual object, then "transformation" means...

Only Xue Ziyi continued: "The body is like a container, and the body of an ordinary person can only be controlled by a healthy soul. But Lou Qing's soul can be compressed to make room for another person's soul to live in it completely. Giving the body over to others to manipulate."

Mu Qingjia looked at the Soul Returning Wood.

Duyuan's soul-returning wood is here, and there is nothing in it.So Du Yuan's soul is now in Lou Qing's body.

----

Outside Shaoxian Mountain, the flames were soaring into the sky, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

"It's Venerable Haoyan! Venerable Haoyan has taken the house!" Shouted the thin monkey.

In the next moment, the nine-curved gun swept across, knocking him into the air for dozens of miles, and a trail of smoke and dust streaked across the night sky.

Du Yuan raised his gun and was about to throw it to kill him, but the barrel of the gun was bound by several gold wires and stopped for a moment.The cold air climbed up along the gold thread, freezing his hand holding the gun.

At the end of the golden thread, Gu Rong's legs were frozen on the ground for fixation, and her slender white hands were bloody cut, but she still refused to let go.

When the ice cracked and she was about to snap off her ten fingers, the Baiqian sword turned into a silver ribbon and wrapped around the Jiuqu spear, relieving her urgent need.

Qin Guan panted heavily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come to me."

"As you wish." A smoldering look flashed across Du Yuan's eyes.

With the pulling force of the gold thread and silver belt, he swooped down.The explosive flames at the tip of the spear scatter the gold threads, twist hundreds of thousands of swords, roll up layers of flame waves, and rush towards Qinguan.

With the sharp sound, the muscles of Qin Guan's whole body exploded, and the blood gushing from the blood hole in his left shoulder was absorbed by the Baiqian sword behind him.

The nine swords were fully opened again, and each sword was cold and cold, forming a sword array of clouds and waves, casting a heavy defensive shield.

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of breaking the defense, the distance between the two shortened extremely quickly.When the distance was approaching the limit, Qin Guan suddenly pulled out a long sword, stretched it across in front of him, and met with the tip of the nine-curved spear.

This is the sword master of his Hundred Thousand Swords, and it is also the natal spirit sword he forged in Gaotu Mountain at first, named Suanxue.

When the Suanxue Sword was forged, he found a pursuit worth devoting his life to.

"Little brother's natal spirit sword is so beautiful, like an ice edge." Mu Qingjia's eyes reflected the snowy light on the sword, "Tianyi sword is dark, and Xiangjun's sword is slender, they are not as cold and bright as yours. "

"Thank you, big brother." The little boy blushed excitedly.

Shui Jingzhe got started earlier than him, but he is younger than him, and is still at the stage where he can't control his aura and runs around.The little girl's watery eyes were black and white, and she said in a milky voice, "Sword Beauty!"

"Thank you..." The young boy flicked the little tug on her head, "Little Senior Sister."

"Practice harder." Huo Wei urged from the side.

"En!" the young boy admired, "I will become a sword repairer as powerful as the second senior brother in the future!"

"Why not like me?" Mu Qingjia said heartbroken, "Tian Yijian will be sad when he hears this."

The two junior brothers laughed when they heard the words, but the little girl didn't understand that it was a joke, and thought he was really sad, so she hugged the senior brother distressedly.

There was a smile in Qin Guan's eyes.

What if... could they still laugh like before?

— but no "if."

He has never regretted it.

Fifty years ago, when Qin Guan broke through the Nascent Soul, when the blood of the demon revived, when the memory of the northwest barbarian's inheritance appeared in his mind, when a powerful power at his fingertips was presented to him-he was shaken.

In his hand, the Sword of Dispelling Snow, which was boasted as a brand new cold light, was too pure and white in his eyes at that time, so simple that it made people hate it.

He once tried his best to wash away his blood of demon cultivators, and became a fairy cultivator in the eyes of others.But in the face of that powerful force, that delusion is extremely fragile, and it can be shattered with a single blow.

When Fang seeks black, he thinks it is pitch white; when Fang seeks white, he thinks it is snow black.

The greed rooted in his blood makes him never satisfied.

The heart demon that has been lurking for a long time has grown into a colossus at some point, and the devil energy contained in his flesh and bones since he was conceived, with the power of the heart demon, devoured the Nascent Soul in one fell swoop.

The devil baby has been completed, and there is no turning back.That was not what he wanted, but after the incident, he didn't feel angry and sad, and even felt a little relieved.

——At least in this way, he can surpass the second senior brother, or even the master.

——At least in this way, he will be able to live with his true colors in an open and above board manner.Xianxiu, who once despised and humiliated him, will be trampled under his feet.

——At least in this way, he is strong enough to impress others.Eldest brother will never treat him as a child again, and he can protect all the people around him that he cares about.

Qin Guan grinned his sharp teeth, his snow-white curly hair fluttering in the air.

The magic flame ablated the sword body, and black cracks spread on the Suanxue sword.Once the natal spirit sword is destroyed, Baiqianjian will lose its backbone and be defeated.

He once abandoned everything in exchange for being strong, but he suffered a crushing defeat under absolute power.

"This time, I won't miss it." Du Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Go ahead." Qin Guan's teeth overflowed with blood.

The tip of the spear was wrapped in flames and pierced the long sword, and as the broken blades flew, he condensed the last ray of golden aura, and the snow sword grew again, and the Jiuqu spear was stuck in the blade.

"Stealing people—!" he roared.

The moment the thin thread tied with black sand floated out of Du Yuan's neck, the golden thread snaked out like a spirit snake, cutting the thread instantly.

"It's done!" Gu Rong said, "...No!"

A purple flame burst out from the black sand, forcing the gold thread back, and then it floated back into Du Yuan's palm.

Qin Guan breathed his last breath away, feeling that the Xue sword was broken in two, leaving only the blood dripping man, waiting to be killed.

The nine-curved spear stabbed down.

Suddenly, brilliant golden flames burst out in the dark night!

A trace of golden light was still far away in the sky in one moment, and it was already in front of Du Yuan in the next moment!The majestic golden flame blatantly blasted at the Jiuqu Spear, and Du Yuan's spear was deflected, missing the opportunity to kill Qin Guan, and his right arm was numb due to the huge force.

Blood red and brilliant gold are like two scorching suns rising in the dark night, colliding with each other, and the burst of flames dyed half of the night sky red.

The remaining flames splashed, and the flames scattered across Jianxiu's fluttering long hair.

Huo Wei has arrived.

A pair of golden flame butterflies landed on his shoulders, Jianxiu frowned even tighter.They followed the weak connection with Mu Qingjia and led Huo Wei here, but they couldn't determine the exact location.

Zhuang Shuo Moxiu backed up half a mile while protecting Qin Guan, his muscles were burned by the lingering flames, exposing his white bones.

"Second senior brother..." Qin Guan looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and then shouted: "Second senior brother is in the black sand on his left palm!"

Huo Wei ignored it, and the Underworld Butterfly Sword flew up and down, colliding with the Jiuqu Spear for hundreds of rounds in a few breaths.

The Nine-curved Spear is strong and fierce, while the Underworld Butterfly Sword is more flexible and fast, cruising around the body of the spear, just like a butterfly play.

Seeing that the Jiuqu Spear was invincible, Du Yuan released three more Ice Soul Needles.Helpless, Huo Wei's aura was in full swing, circles of golden flames swayed around his body, shaking the ice soul needle five feet away.

His sword eyebrows were erected, his true energy was harmonious, and he used the sword of no mercy.The huge golden butterfly came out from the sword, forcing Du Yuan back a hundred steps.The figure of Chu'er rushed out from the golden butterfly, and Mingdie slashed down with his sword.

Du Yuan barely held his sword, and the distance between the two was less than a palm, and the bloodshot eyes of both sides were clearly visible.

"Where is Mu Qingjia?" Huo Wei asked hoarsely.

Qin was concerned and surprised: He had already told Huo Wei about Mu Qingjia's whereabouts just now, why did he ask again?

Suddenly, out of his peripheral vision, a black figure suddenly sprang out from the dark, with ten claws like knives, it shot into the air, and stabbed at Huo Wei's back.That black shadow was the weasel demon. He had been conserving his power to hide his strength and bide his time, and now he took advantage of the chaos to attack.

"Be careful behind your back!" Qin Guan coughed up blood and roared.

However, the sword cultivator in black didn't notice anything.

Qin Guan's eyes widened: his previous guess was good, but Huo Wei couldn't hear it!

Fortunately, Huo Wei's body protection zhenqi was strong enough, even if he was unsuspectingly hit by a cultivator in the middle stage of transformation, it would only leave six spots of blood on his shoulder.

The weasel demon was bounced back and flew out, and then the thin monkey rushed past and took out his demon pill.The weasel demon hissed and howled miserably, lost its original shape, and fell into the forest.

His blow interrupted Huo Wei's aura, and the rhythm of the attack faltered, and Du Yuan immediately took the initiative.

The tip of the nine-curved spear was pointed at the Butterfly Sword, and the tip of the spear stabbed frequently. Huo Weiyi held the sword and supported it with one hand, dancing dazzledly, blocking the attack.

Suddenly, he was in a trance for a moment, and the sword dance was a little slow, but the nine-curved gun found a flaw and broke through the door.

He flew back hundreds of meters with a spin and looked at the sword in his hand.

The Xuanying-colored sword trembled slightly, even though he had ignited the flames all over his body, he still couldn't tame it.

——I can't tame a sword that belongs to Mu Qingjia.

The more powerless he was, the more it proved that his primordial spirit had completely belonged to Mu Qingjia.And the Butterfly Sword refined by his primordial spirit also changed hands with that primordial spirit.

The Underworld Butterfly Sword now belongs to Mu Qingjia.It will take his place and protect the ones he loves forever.

— that's exactly what he wanted.

In front of a strong enemy, Huo Wei suddenly smiled.That smile is a slight trembling of the eyelashes, like a beam of light golden sunshine on the top of a snow peak, fluttering butterfly wings, fanning the wind of life, short and intoxicating.

He loosened the shackles on the Butterfly Sword and threw it at Du Yuan.

The spirit sword looked for its owner, and suddenly turned in the air, stabbing directly at Du Yuan's left palm.Huo Wei's eyes sharpened, the rune spread to his neck, and his arms were like flaming blades, attacking Du Yuan.

Caught off guard, Du Yuan caught both arms, but his left palm was pierced by the Butterfly Sword that suddenly turned around.

Heisha came out of his palm, but under the sharp edge of Mingdie's sword, he was not damaged at all.

Du Yuan pressed the wound on his left palm, and said with a wicked laugh, "With the imprint of my spiritual consciousness, even if you snatch it, you won't be able to save him."

Huo Wei read his mouth shape, and said coldly: "Kill you, the brand will disappear."

"It's too late." Du Yuan said with a smile, "I put a chess piece inside, and this chess piece is something that your kind senior brother will never touch."

There was a trace of doubt in Huo Wei's heart, and his killing intent was even heavier.

"Can't you guess? What a cold master."

"Purple clothes." Huo Wei was astonished.

"She's not dead, and now her life is in the hands of the deity, and she is obedient to the deity's orders." Du Yuan couldn't help but said happily, "Do you think she will give up her life to take care of the master and apprentice for half a year?" Is it an old relationship?"

He laughed and said, "It's your senior brother who tried his best to protect her on Mount Gaotu. Now that he sees her, he might be too late to owe her."