Fire and theft prevention

Outside Shaoxian Mountain, the night is hazy.

A thin and scarred weasel was crawling behind the rocks. While everyone's attention was being diverted, he raised his body, avoided the lingering flames, and shuttled among the grass.

Soon, he found his goal—the grain of black sand.

As early as when Mu Qingjia flew out in a flying car, the grain of black sand escaped from Du Yuan's palm and fell into the grass.At that time, everyone was shocked by Xingru and the white-clothed swordsman, only the weasel demon remembered the location where the black sand fell.

After all, he still has tasks to do.

"The soul-returning wood that the old crane wants, let's put it here." He said to himself, "I didn't expect that old man to be right, Du Yuan's power is gone, it's time to vote for Mingzhu."

Although the yellow weasel demon has the cultivation level of the early stage of transformation, it does not serve Venerable Haoyan personally like Lou Qing.Therefore, he had never seen black sand before, and he didn't know that Xue Ziyi lived in it.

He glanced around cautiously, then took out an elemental pouch magic weapon, and put the grain of black sand into the pouch with the levitation technique.

He was careful enough not to dare to make physical contact with the black sand, and because the master of the black sand, Du Yuan, was too busy to take care of himself, he decided that the weird purple flame would not be able to burn him.

Unexpectedly, a woman's voice suddenly came out of the yuan pouch.

"Who is the new master you want to rely on?"

The yellow weasel demon turned pale with fright, and immediately threw away the yuan pouch.However, a stream of purple flames had unknowingly climbed onto his arm, quickly spreading towards the demon baby in the dantian, and began to erode the demon baby.

He was so painful that he wanted to scream, but Zi Yan had already burned his vocal cords, so he could only clutch his neck and kneel on the ground.

The entire devouring process happened silently, and after half a stick of incense passed, the last trace of aura of the weasel demon disappeared, leaving only a skeleton of the demon body.

Inside the black sand, Xue Ziyi exhaled slowly, black magic lines ran down his cheeks, and rushed into the black veil in front of his eyes.

After being brought to the Demon Realm by Du Yuan, she inevitably cultivated the Demon, and practiced the Demon Art that refines other people's cultivation.In the name of her master, Du Yuan often asked Lou Qing to catch monks and force her to feed her. Among them were demons, demons and immortals, too numerous to count.

This fragment of the world is not only her hiding place and place of imprisonment, but also regarded by Du Yuan as the safest storage of spiritual jade, as well as an obedient and powerful magic weapon.

From the moment Mu Qingjia left, the Heart-Eating Curse in Xue Ziyi's body had been aching, and the pain was getting stronger and stronger, almost stopping his heart.

Venerable Haoyan is exhausted, and he is the one who ordered her to protect the lord.

Xue Ziyi raised the corners of his mouth with difficulty, feeling somewhat happy in his heart.She ignored the warning pain in her heart, and then concentrated on reading the soul memory of the weasel demon just now.

Soon she found her answer, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Honor Songhe?"

She had already heard about the dirty deal between the leader of the Immortal Dao and Venerable Haoyan.She is not too surprised that the two are black and white.

It's just that the half crimson antidote pill in memory is a turning point.

With this in mind, Ziyan tentacles rummaged through the corpse of the weasel demon, found the rolled up half of the pill, and then drove the black sand to fly towards the direction where Du Yuan was shot down.

There, Du Yuan had only a wisp of remnant soul left, but he still did not give up survival.Lou Qing's soul was slowly waking up, and what they were facing were more than 20 demon cultivators left in the Hall of Chili.

The murderous aura condensed into a vortex net, making it difficult for them to fly.

When Venerable Haoyan fell, it was tonight.

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Not far from the murderous center, Mu Qingjia and Huo Wei sat facing each other. There seemed to be an invisible barrier around them, blocking the storm and disputes outside.

"I want to find my primordial spirit." Mu Qingjia's eyes were red, "If you find it, you have no reason to reject me."

"Okay." Huo Wei was very cooperative.

Mu Qingjia began to question in detail about the whole story of her resurrection, including the time of resurrection, the state of the soul in the tree of life and death, and whether there was any abnormality before waking up.

After Huo Weiyi answered, Mu Qingjia frowned and said, "You didn't know this news until 24 days after I was burned, and you went to Huangquan to look for me?"

"Yes." Huo Wei said with downcast eyes.

At that time, he survived the catastrophe, achieved fame and success, and when he brought Shui Jingzhe back to Gaotu Mountain, he only saw nothingness after the flames of war.

The nephew and servant who were lucky enough to be rescued by the mountain protection formation cried to him about how terrifying the magic cultivator was.

There is only one sentence in my mind: Mu Qingjia has been dead for 24 days.

"I don't have a whole body when I die, and my soul has nowhere to go. The moment I die, I should go to hell." Mu Qingjia pondered, "But after 24 days, Ah Wei still heard my voice in the tree of life and death?"

Huo Wei nodded, and said: "That's why, I can chop off the soul-returning wood that carries your soul."

Mu Qingjia was suspicious, as far as he knew, after the soul enters the underworld, it will be broken up and merged into the tree of life and death, becoming a whole without distinction between you and me, losing self-awareness.

24 days is enough for the soul to enter the next reincarnation, how can his soul remain intact and communicate with Ah Wei soberly?

He continued to ask: "After this, Huihunmu has been in a coma, and there has never been any abnormality?"

Huo Wei nodded again, and said: "Until I learned from Le Lu that you were unconscious because of an incomplete soul. But Xingru told me that what you lack is the primordial spirit."

Mu Qingjia thought for a moment, and felt a little relieved.

"A Wei, we still have hope." He smiled, "If I guessed right, my primordial spirit has been stranded in the three realms of Kyushu."

Seeing Huo Wei's suspicious expression, he confided all his conjectures: "From the beginning, my consciousness of the soul-returning wood was hazy and I couldn't really wake up, so there was no primordial spirit on the soul-returning tree you cut back from the underworld. .”

"And before that, the God of Consciousness and the God of Desire stayed for 24 days without dispersing—I think this is precisely because they stayed in the human world for a long time before falling into the underworld."

"you mean……?"

Mu Qingjia's eyes brightened: "The God of Knowledge and the God of Desire have always wanted to return to their bodies, in other words, they returned to the Yuanshen, so they stayed in the Three Realms. My Yuanshen is within the Three Realms!"

After the words fell, Huo Wei's grip on his hand became tighter and tighter. His eyes flickered slightly. Although he didn't say a word, it showed the shock in his heart.

"Do you still remember where the Yuanshen is?" he asked.

Mu Qingjia frowned in thought, and soon recalled that memory that was most likely erased by the fox fairy.

That should have happened when he returned to Qingqiu Mountain after capturing Venerable Li Yan and before the Immortal Demon Tribulation.The Fox Immortal seemed to have foreseen the future bad luck, so he wanted to keep him in Gaotu Mountain; but he remembered that there were still brothers, sisters and nephews in the mountain, so he insisted on going back to the mountain.

Finally, the fox fairy compromised.However, for predicting the future, he will be punished by heaven. For the purpose of protecting him, the fox fairy erased his memory about the future.

At that time, Mu Qingjia said to the fox fairy: "I have left 'hope' with you."

Could the so-called "hope" be his soul?

And since he came back from Qingqiu Mountain, he did have a strange feeling in his body. Thinking about it now, it is probably due to the lack of primordial spirit.

Perhaps when seeing the fox fairy again, all problems will be solved.

"Awei, let's go, let's go to Qingqiu and meet the fox fairy." He smiled, "My primordial spirit may be there."

Thinking of the fox fairy's prophecy, he inevitably thought of the dream she entrusted to him a few months ago.The third divination of the fox fairy is for him, and it is also for the turning point of the survival of Kyushu.

What is the relationship between his life and death in Kyushu?

This thought is like a ray of gentle wind blowing, although the force is light, it pushes the door of dusty memory open a thin crack.

The wind blew his temples, covering his eyes.Mu Qingjia brushed her hair away, and when she opened her eyes again, her pupils narrowed in astonishment.

I saw the scene in front of me changing drastically, the wind and cloud changing, the mountains and rivers shattered, and everything withered.The setting sun is reflected on the dead branches, blood is flowing in the river and sea, and floating corpses are drifting.

In a world without any signs of life, there are clumps of white mist, squeezing each other, as if squeezing out all the living space.

This is definitely not the real world, and he has entered a certain illusion again.

Mu Qingjia heard the terrified screams, turned around and saw a middle-aged man who was described as desolate and ran towards the river. Behind him, the thick fog was chasing him at an even faster speed.

After a few breaths, the thick fog touched his skin, and the middle-aged man yelled in fear and collapsed to the ground.As time passed, his shouting gradually subsided, his expression became calm and dull, and finally he closed his eyes.

There is some white mist flowing from his body and blending into the thick fog.

Mu Qingjia was shocked to realize that the white mist was actually a soul.Peaceful and harmless, trillions of souls.

When the souls in the underworld are put into Kyushu, when the boundary between life and death is confused, the undead flow into the three realms, instinctively merging the souls of the living.

This is the end of Kyushu.

It was not the battle between immortals and demons that Mu Qingjia imagined before, but a natural disaster.

And at the end of Kyushu, there is a man standing with a sword in his hand.

Mu Qingjia was very familiar with that person's figure, and murmured softly.

"Awei...?"

Thunderclouds billowed in the sky, with thick strokes of ink and color, covering the sky and the sun.There is lightning and thunder dormant above the clouds, and when it rumbles down, it has the ability to split the sky.

In the next moment, the bright light engulfed his vision.Mu Qingjia shuddered and woke up from the illusion.

"Mu Qingjia!" Huo Wei yelled, hugging him and retreating.The two flew hundreds of meters in an instant, narrowly avoiding the thunder penalty.

Mu Qingjia put her arms around Huo Wei's shoulders and neck, strands of warmth continuously came to him through the skirt, and the scent of cinnamon lingered.

Huo Wei beside him was real, while the lonely figure of Jianxiu in the distance became more and more blurred.

"What's going on?" Huo Wei beside him asked hoarsely.

"It's God's punishment." Mu Qingjia pressed his forehead, "I remembered 'future'."

What frightened him even more was that the coming of divine punishment represented a future that could still happen.

——Why did he see Ah Wei's figure in the Nirvana of Kyushu?

"Hold Yuan Shou Yi, don't think about anything!" Huo Wei whispered in his ear. .

Mu Qingjia didn't dare to think any more, and silently recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart.However, the door that was pushed open could no longer be closed, and countless images of memories flowed into his subconscious uncontrollably.

Thunderclouds rolled violently, like dragons soaring and snakes dancing.Huge thunderclouds gathered and swirled from all directions, condensing into a tornado vortex, and stretched out its purple claws towards Mu Qingjia.

Everyone's attention in the demon world was attracted by the thundercloud covering the entire sky. Many people recognized that it was not the catastrophe that appeared when the pill was formed, but the heaven that would put people to death before giving up. penalty.

The situation is irreversible.

Mu Qingjia realized that what had just landed was only the remaining prestige of Heaven's Punishment leaked, and the real Heaven's Punishment, relying on the two of them, could not escape or resist no matter what.

All Tiandao wants is his life.

That being the case, why bother A Wei?

It was so hard for them to get together again, Mu Qingjia thought, he hadn't looked at Ah Wei well, and he hadn't seriously confided his friendship.

——The time given to them by Heaven is too short.

Thinking of this, he smiled wryly, broke free from Huo Wei's embrace suddenly, and pushed him away.

"Go to Qingqiu to find the fox fairy!" Mu Qingjia shouted.He suddenly remembered the lonely figure in the foresight picture again, and his heart tightened. "Don't do anything stupid, Awei."

His voice was drowned in the rumbling thunder.