Fire and theft prevention

a moment ago.

Du Yuan received a fatal blow from the Underworld Butterfly Sword, eight out of ten of his soul was burned away, and he fell to the ground from a high altitude.

Twenty demon cultivators from the Hall of Desperation sharpened their knives, gathered from all directions like dark clouds, and wanted to take the first rank.

Lou Qing's consciousness gradually recovered, and he soon realized that he had lost a lot of blood, his magic energy was exhausted, and he had lost the ability to fight.

Besieged on all sides, he sat up silently and slowly.In the body, Du Yuan's soul conveyed the will to survive, but Lou Qing had difficulty even moving a finger, so he had to sit in a daze.

All the demon cultivators were bitten by a snake once, and they were afraid of the well rope for ten years. Seeing his expressionless face, they thought it was because he still had back tricks, so they didn't dare to go forward for a while.

"bluff!"

Someone finally couldn't bear his temper, and tentatively breathed his devilish energy towards Lou Qing.

Lou Qing remained indifferent, enduring the pain silently, just like the past few decades.

Just when the devilish energy was about to touch him, a burst of purple flames struck, forcing the devilish energy back in an instant, and forming a circle of flames around him.All the demon cultivators in the Qili Palace retreated one after another, and it was difficult to see the description in the flames.

Lou Qing's expression finally changed, he blinked slowly, and said, "Junior Sister."

Heisha appeared in the purple flame.

Du Yuan recognized his own life-saving straw in a delirium, and while activating the Heart-Eating Curse again, he said to Xue Ziyi: "Kill, kill them!"

A generation of heroes, with impaired consciousness, can't even utter a complete sentence.

"Don't punish her." Lou Qing said.

"Du Yuan, I finally see that you have come to this point. You have suffered a crushing defeat, and you will never recover." Xue Ziyi said coldly, "I don't know if you have thought about it, what is the reason for your failure?"

"I didn't fail!" Du Yuan was furious.

"I'm sorry, it's a disciple who can't be a venerable." Xue Ziyi said in a vicious tone, "After all, with the venerable's current intelligence, he can't think about cause and effect other than bossing around."

Regardless of Du Yuan's angry yelling, she turned to Lou Qing and said, "Senior brother, let me ask you. Senior brother has been running around in the Three Realms these years, and he was going through fire and water to resurrect him. But do you know why the soul-returning wood failed to resurrect Du Yuan perfectly? "

Lou Qing stared at her silently.

Xue Ziyi replied: "Is it a fake soul-returning tree? No, what Venerable Songhe handed over to you is indeed the treasure of Xuanzong Zhenshan. Because the soul is incomplete? No, when Huo Wei slaughtered Shaoxian Mountain more than 30 years ago, It didn't hurt Du Yuan's soul."

Heisha approached Lou Qing, and said slowly: "The real reason is that senior brother failed to carve a wood carving that is exactly the same as his body."

"I."

Lou Qing didn't know how to explain, but just looked at her blankly, a little innocent.

"It's not your fault, brother." Xue Ziyi said in a soft tone, "You are born with the strongest spirit-enchanting technique in the Three Realms. You can sculpt people's flesh and simulate their appearance ability just by looking at them."

She turned and said: "But the requirements for a perfect resurrection are even more stringent. You can describe it like its shape, but without its bones."

Lou Qing said: "I have been by Master's side for 50 years." So he already knew Du Yuan's personality well.

At that time, Yanshi killed Venerable Liyan and freed him from the torture of Mengji.Although he spared his life, but because he couldn't take care of himself, he had to let him live and die.

The weak Lou Qing was wandering on the snow field. When he was devoured by monsters, Du Yuan came down from the sky, rescued him, and took him as his apprentice.

Yanshi gave him a flash of warm light, while Duyuan taught him how to walk in the dark.

"It has nothing to do with time spent together." Xue Ziyi said coldly, "You can't carve out his character because he has never been a 'benefactor' in your eyes."

"Master saved my life." Lou Qing said.

"Fate." Xue Ziyi lowered his eyes and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "I once predicted the fate of my senior brother. Senior brother should have been a mortal from a scholarly family, and his life would be rich and well-fed, without any worries."

"And when you were five years old, your fate was forcibly reversed." She sighed softly, "The fate of a mortal is so fragile. A monk can cut off his life with just a single thought, and then the monk can renew his life. Log in to the fairy way, or...becoming a plaything in the hands of Moxiu."

Lou Qing had a splitting headache, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and couldn't help pressing his head with both hands.Under the guidance of Xue Ziyi's words, he vaguely remembered the moment when his fate was reversed when he was young.

Under the hibiscus tree, the attendant fell to the ground and fell asleep. The mysterious and handsome Moxiu showed the hibiscus flower in his palm, tempting him to hold his hand.

The sweetness of hibiscus is like a flash in the pan, and it is also the beginning of a nightmare.

"It's Venerable Li Yan." Lou Qing said dully, "He tricked me away and took me as a servant."

"Is it really him?" Xue Ziyi asked coldly.

Lou Qing still wanted to persevere, but suddenly found that Du Yuan's soul was trembling.Their minds and souls are attached to each other, and their emotions are connected with each other. Lou Qing immediately realized that it was an emotion called fear.

What is he afraid of?What is he guilty of?

"...Master?" Lou Qing said blankly.

The memory became clearer and clearer, and the young self looked up at Moxiu, and saw his signature silver hair and blood-red pupils.

That is the physical sign only possessed by the Northwest barbarians with pure blood. The person who abducted him back then was not Venerable Li Yan, but——

"It's not me!" Du Yuan roared out of composure.The incomplete consciousness made it difficult for him to control the leakage of emotions, and his thoughts and imaginations were as transparent as a child's.

The sky thunder exploded not far away, Lou Qing's ears buzzed, and the bright thunder and lightning were like sharp claws, tearing his dark pupils.

Everything became clear.

"It's not Master." Lou Qing said very calmly.

Hearing this, Du Yuan just breathed a sigh of relief before being squeezed out of his body by a huge force.He looked at Lou Qing in fear, but the eyes of the instigator remained calm and did not reveal any emotion.

He easily picked up the strand of remnant soul and put it into the wooden ring from before.

In fact, since the death of Du Yuanshen, he has always been able to hold the former Venerable Haoyan in his palms, but out of absolute loyalty and gratitude, he has never had the slightest intention of disobedience.

"What are you going to do?" Remnant Soul panicked, "I didn't do it! I've never been to Yangzhou!"

Lou Qing supported his body, stood up slowly, and turned to the Thundercloud of Heaven's Punishment not far away.

"Looking for death!" The remnant soul yelled incoherently, "The Heart-Eating Curse on your body is still imprinted on me, my divine consciousness!"

Ziyan stretched out her tentacles and stuffed half of the antidote pill into Lou Qing's mouth.Lou Qing was not on guard, swallowed the elixir, and looked at Heisha puzzled.

"Brother, just do what you want." Xue Ziyi said, "Now, the Heart-eating Curse cannot affect you."

The erosive pain in Lou Qing's chest was indeed relieved.After the physical pain faded away, he felt a numb pain coming from the depths of his soul.

It was perhaps, he realized dully, the empty pain of disappointment.More precisely, disillusionment.

"When I broke through to become a god, the master was very afraid of the sky thunder." Lou Qing said, "The sky thunder can destroy the soul-returning wood, right?"

The remnant soul trembled: "No, no..."

Seeing his dying appearance, Lou Qing's heart moved slightly.His thinking suddenly became clearer than ever before, and his previously empty heart was gradually filled with his own thoughts and emotions.

"Erasure the imprint of black sand's consciousness, and the heart-eating curse on Junior Sister." His eyes reflected the traces of lightning, "Otherwise, Master can only taste the taste of heavenly thunder."

-------------------------------------

In the mirage, the vast land of Kyushu was covered by white mist.

Fog souls are peaceful and harmless, they just instinctively want more souls to integrate into them, understand them, and become a stronger whole.Little do they know that all living beings lose their souls, and there is only one death.

Mu Qingjia fell into the sky thunder, and felt himself floating up gently, all the way to the end of the Three Realms, and saw the lonely back of that sword repairman.

The setting sun was like blood, and Jianxiu Crow's black eyebrows and temple hair were all dyed a muddy color like blood-stained rouge.There was nothing in his pupils, only darkness.

One can tell at a glance that although he is so powerful that he dominates the entire world, he is already a corpse, his body and spirit have been separated, like a walking corpse.

When Mu Qingjia saw it, although he knew that these scenes were the future that hadn't happened yet, his heart ached.

"Awei." He suppressed his sorrow, "What happened here?"

Huo Wei seemed to feel his presence, and his pupils slowly moved towards him.The setting sun seemed to drip a ray of light into his eyes, and then slowly dimmed.

"You came to see me again." He said, "Don't you blame me?"

Mu Qingjia thought that the other party was regretting the quarrel before the Tribulation of Immortals and Demons, so he hurriedly said seriously: "That's not A Wei's fault at all. Going back to Gaotu Mountain is my own choice, how could I resent you?"

There was a trace of bewilderment on Jian Xiu's face.

"But I ruined you." He said in a hoarse voice, "I also ruined your afterlife and your place of return."

The place of afterlife and return?What's the meaning?

Mu Qingjia was puzzled when he heard the words, but saw Huo Wei suddenly flying towards Bai Wu with his sword.

"Awei! Don't go there!" He hurriedly said, "Those souls will..."

Then he was shocked to find that Huo Wei passed through the white mist with his sword, but the white mist did not take away his soul, and he was unscathed.

"It's strange." He gazed at Mu Qingjia tenderly, with a smile on his lips.

"The tree of life and death was broken, and souls flowed into Kyushu, and no one survived." He said hoarsely, "Only the murderer who killed it will live forever."

Mu Qingjia was stunned, unable to believe the meaning of his words.

Huo Wei narrowed his eyes and said sarcastically, "This is the so-called way of heaven."

All the clues threaded into a thread, and Mu Qingjia understood everything in an instant.

From the beginning to the end, those who threatened the survival of Kyushu were not evil demon cultivators. At least for the Three Realms, they were just scavengers who sent their souls back to the tree of life and death.

From the beginning to the end, only Huo Wei was the hidden danger that would bring Kyushu to "destruction".

But before the death of the world happened, he didn't know his own fate. He didn't know that he couldn't find the soul of the person he loved in the underworld.

It is also unknown that the breaking of the tree of life and death will turn Kyushu into an eternal Shura hell with no life or death.

In other words, this is just the "hell" that creatures wishful thinking.

On the contrary, for the consciousness of the way of heaven that transcends the scope of life, it is extremely full and abundant.

When the worlds of life and death merge, he will occupy all the souls of the tree of life and death, and these souls will not perish or pass away due to the short life.

He no longer has to think hard just to keep his soul in the Three Realms, or to fight for the amount of soul from the tree of life and death.

After eradicating the boundary between life and death and eradicating reincarnation, He will have trillions of immortal souls.

And Huo Wei is the "Son of the Way of Heaven" selected by him after millions of years, the only monk who is strong enough and has the blood of Huangquan monster.

The author has something to say:

Huo Wei, the son of the way of heaven who worships the way of heaven alone, the son of destroying the world who avoids all people in Kyushu like snakes and scorpions.

And, if you lose your horse, you don't know it's a blessing, and the cause Mu Qingjia planted may not necessarily be a bad result.

OOC maid draft:

The Way of Heaven: Choose me, and you will become the son of the Way of Heaven, the overlord of all things, invincible and immortal, and dominate the world.If you want, you can create a new race, full of beauties and handsome men, who are absolutely obedient to you...

Mu Qingjia: A rowdy Taoist companion.

Huo Wei (decisive): I choose a Taoist companion.

The way of heaven in this article is only one of the three thousand worlds, the unique world consciousness of Kyushu.In the three thousand worlds, all world consciousnesses are competing for the souls in the tree of life and death, the more the better.The reason for the so-called "Heaven has the virtue of good life" is to occupy the soul as long as possible.

By coincidence, Huang Quandie strayed into Kyushu and fell in love with the aborigines; the way of heaven used tricks to push the boat along the river to break the reproductive isolation and let them reproduce.Then Tiandao will find a strongest person among the descendants, cut off the tree of life and death, and swallow all the souls.

Of course, Brother Xiaoyan will not let this happen.If he really reaches the step mentioned in the previous article, Yan Yingchuan will soon come to Kyushu, obliterate the way of heaven, and replant the tree of life and death.

Heaven:?It's always me who suffers.