Fu Luan

Seeing that the two of them looked strange, they kept making eye contact, they didn't know what they were planning, some general couldn't hold back, and asked impatiently: "You two really have a way to save the general?"

The tone is not polite at all.

Le Wuyan came back to his senses, and coughed lightly: "It can be saved..."

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him in unison.

Le Wuyan: "If you want us to save him, you all go out, and no one can stay, so we can take action."

He said that these people are naturally unwilling: "No..."

Le Wuyan interrupted them: "If you can't do it, you have to do it. If you want us to save his life, just do as we say. If you don't drag it on any longer, you general will not survive tonight. We are completely unarmed, so we just came in." Didn't you have already checked carefully at that time, and there are so many of you, guarding outside the tent, even if we really did something to him, we still can't escape, what do you have to worry about."

All the generals looked at each other, hesitated, and everything else was second to none, but the sentence that they could not survive tonight was pretty much in line with what the military doctor said. If it wasn't for this, they would not have invited Le Wuyan and the others.

... What if the story of immortals saving people is true?

After a while, the leader gritted his teeth, changed his attitude, clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Thank you, you two elders", and retreated first.

The rest of the people turned their heads three times at a step, and followed up one after another.

Wang De was frightened and asked Le Wuyan: "Immortal Chief, is the general like this, can he really be saved?"

Le Wuyan: "You go out too."

After sending everyone away, Le Wuyan strode forward and approached the person on the couch carefully.

I saw that although he closed his eyes tightly, he did look the same as Xu Youming, but as a general, he was exposed to the wind and the sun, and his complexion was much darker than Xu Youming's, with a patch of hair under his lips. With a stubble, the flesh looks rather rough, and his face is much more mature than Xu Youming's.

By the way, Wang De said earlier that General Qi is nearly [-] years old.

Le Wuyan reached out to touch the face, but Xu Youming pressed his hand.

"I'll touch it to see if it's a dummy." Le Wuyan said with a smile.

Xu Youming saw through his secret thoughts at a glance, frowned and said, "Don't touch it."

If you don't touch, don't touch.

Le Wuyan stroked his chin and looked at the person carefully: "You look really good, so it turns out that older people are pretty good-looking even if they are not thin-skinned and tender."

His eyes flicked back and forth between Xu Youming and the face of the lying person, and he clicked his tongue.

Xu Youming ignored him and probed into the general's body with spiritual power, his expression suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Le Wuyan restrained himself from joking, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Xu Youming: "There is no soul in his body."

Le Wuyan was startled: "Are you sure?"

"Well," Xu Youming withdrew his hand and said affirmatively, "I'm sure not."

Le Wuyan: "...Then is he human?"

Xu Youming seemed to think for a moment, and said, "Yes and no."

Le Wuyan: "What is yes and no? A person without a soul is a walking dead? No, he is obviously a famous general. How could he not have a soul? He lost his soul because of injury?"

"No," Xu Youming said in a deep voice, "Although he doesn't have a soul in his body, he has a spirit."

"Ling?" Le Wuyan was extremely surprised.

Xu Youming: "It's a spirit."

Spiritual things are like souls but are different from souls. They live for dead things and live for living things.

But spirits can also be divided into strengths and weaknesses. For an ordinary stone, the spirit in it is almost negligibly weak. Refined, nurtured by the soul and spiritual power of monks, its spirit will become stronger day by day until it cultivates sword spirits and sword spirits with self-awareness and spiritual wisdom. The most powerful ones are even no different from human souls.

But is it possible that a person, a living person, has no soul but has a spirit?At least Le Wuyan had never heard of it before.

"Can a living person give birth to a spirit? It can't be a spirit who doesn't know where it came from and robbed him of his home?"

Xu Youming: "No matter how powerful the spirit is, it is not the real soul, and it cannot be taken away. His spirit fits perfectly with the body, and it should be raised by this body."

Le Wuyan almost choked: "A spirit raised by the flesh?"

"Why not?" Xu Youming said, "Swords and spiritual weapons can cultivate a spirit with self-awareness, and the human body can naturally do the same. All things have spirits, but the spirits of living things will be fused by their souls , let the world misunderstand that only dead things can give birth to spirits."

Le Wuyan was silent.

This sounds reasonable, but a mortal who looks exactly like Xu Youming has no soul but a spirit in his body, so he can't count his fate, isn't it too weird?

Xu Youming seemed to have thought of something, and without further words, his spiritual power cut open the white cloth wrapped around the injured part of the person on the couch, revealing a shocking wound, bloody and festered, and the surrounding flesh had even turned black, it was horrible .

Moreover, this person has countless scars, large and small, and he is indeed a battle-tested person.

Gengjin spiritual power was sent into his wound, and the rotten black flesh changed rapidly. After a few breaths, it returned to its normal color, and the wound gradually shrank until it disappeared.

After that, Xu Youming sent another wave of spiritual power into his temple. The person on the couch was still unconscious, but the heat on his body had receded, his complexion gradually returned to normal, and there was no danger of his life.

Xu Youming withdrew his hand, and Le Wuyan suggested: "Why don't you help him remove these scars on his body, it looks scary."

Xu Youming still ignored him.

Le Wuyan: "..."

Forget it.

When the two of them came out, those restless generals immediately surrounded them, Le Wuyan only said: "Okay."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, and rushed in immediately. After a while, an incredible exclamation came from the tent, Le Wuyan stopped Wang De, who also wanted to go in and see: "Let's go, go back."

When the three of them reached the gate of the camp, the generals chased them out again in a hurry: "Prince Immortal, please stay!"

A group of people came forward to pay respects to Le Wuyan and Xu Youming, their attitude was almost devout, and there was no intention of slighting them.

"I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes. I was negligent before. I hope that the two immortal elders don't care about ordinary people like me. The general..."

"Your general is fine," Le Wuyan said, "you can wake up later."

The generals were overjoyed when they heard the words, thanked the two of them again and again, and wanted to keep them, but Le Wuyan refused, so they had to send gold and silver to express their gratitude.

Le Wuyan happily accepted that they would stay in this mortal world for a long time after all, and it would be troublesome to always use spirit stones to pretend to be jade in exchange for money.

The generals sent them out of the barracks all the way, followed for twenty miles before reluctantly leaving. Seeing this, Wang De respected the two of them even more, and lowered his posture, and dared not ride with them again. The car went to the front shaft to drive the horses for them.

Inside the car, Le Wuyan asked Xu Youming in a low voice, "Did you guess something?"

Xu Youming said in a deep voice, "His age."

age?

The age of General Qi is nearly thirty years old, nearly 30 years ago...

Le Wuyan's heart skipped a beat. He picked up Xu Youming at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain, which happened to be nearly 30 years ago, and it was also the starting point of time regression.

"Is it related to...?" Le Wuyan pointed upwards.

"Well," Xu Youming said, "I guess, he may be just a sign, and it should be an accident to raise a spirit."

Xu Youming couldn't explain it too clearly, but Le Wuyan was so smart that he understood it in an instant.

After going back in time, everything starts again, except for Xu Youming, everyone will not have the memory of the previous time, including Tiandao himself.

So Tiandao made a manipulation at the beginning of the backtracking, fabricated a physical body that was exactly the same as Xu Youming but without a soul, marked it, and let it be reincarnated in the mortal world. Xu Youming, the mark on his body will be activated, reminding Tiandao to find out that time has gone back, and all Xu Youming's plans will be in vain.

It is precisely because of this that an empty shell and fleshy body naturally cannot be counted as fate.

...God is playing them like monkeys.

Le Wuyan was overjoyed for a moment, fortunately Xu Youming was vigilant enough, changed his appearance in time and erased the memories of those who had seen his appearance.

"Then what should we do now? He is always a hidden danger." Le Wuyan asked.

Xu Youming: "The easiest way is to kill the person, so that there will be no future troubles."

Le Wuyan: "...don't do it."

Facing that face, he couldn't bear to do anything.

"If you really wanted to kill him, you wouldn't have saved him just now." Le Wuyan laughed.

Xu Youming: "Then just ignore it, just don't let him see my real appearance."

Le Wuyan rolled his eyes, and stretched out his hand to poke his arm: "Xianzun, the sword spirit and sword spirit you mentioned before have the same personality as the sword itself after cultivation, that is, what does the owner of the sword want? What kind of spirit will be produced by such a knife or sword, but what about the spirit produced by the flesh?"

Will the physical body created by Heaven according to your image, and the spirit raised have the same personality and preferences as you?

This sentence, Le Wuyan didn't need to ask clearly, Xu Youming understood it.

After a moment of silence, he said: "Let's not have any contact with him in the future, even if we see him again, you should stay away from him."

Le Wuyan was amused by the subtle displeasure on his face, laughed loudly and fell into his arms.

not in contact?How is it possible!

He is very interested in that General Qi!

It was late at night when we returned to Zhuangzhong, and the servant sent a letter to Wang De, saying that it was a letter from Beijing that he had received in the afternoon.

Wang De opened the envelope and looked at it quickly, his expression changed instantly, sweat came out on his brow, he saw Le Wuyan and Xu Youming were about to go back to the house, he rushed up to stop them, he almost knelt down: "Please Immortal Elder save the villain once more!"

Le Wuyan: "What's wrong with you?"

Wang De wiped the sweat from his brow, and said in embarrassment: "It's a letter from the middle of the capital, saying that Lord Hou and the prince had an accident, and the villain should set off in a few days to send the little master back, but the little master passed away last year. Well, if the villain can't send him back, they will have to skin the villain!"

Le Wuyan asked strangely: "Didn't you tell the other side that the person died, and kept it a secret?"

"Of course I said it," Wang De explained with a bitter face, "The young master is a son of a concubine, and he was not liked by his wife. He was driven here to live alone when he was young. The master's house in Beijing has always ignored him. It's been a few years, last year the little master died of illness, the villain wanted to send him back to Beijing, why should he be buried in the ancestral grave at home, but in the end he wrote the letter back, but nothing came to light, no one came to ask, just now this letter is The uncle sent it, and the villain must send the little master back, even, even if it is a fake one!"

Le Wuyan was even more inexplicable when he heard it: "Then you can find a fake one to fool them, it's useless to tell us."

"How can a villain dare to do such a thing casually," Wang De vaguely stated his plan, "You and the young master are about the same age, if, if you can pretend to be the young master, they will definitely choose you." Don't make a mistake, you are so capable, they can't handle you when you go to the Marquis Mansion, the villain heard you two said that you planned to go to Beijing, so there is still a place to stay, and your identity is also convenient... ..."

"No," Xu Youming refused, "you should find someone else."

Le Wuyan became interested when he heard the words: "What did you say that your master's house is Changxing Hou Mansion?"

"Yes, yes, have you ever heard of it? The Marquis of Changxing is an aristocratic family in Beijing, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years since the previous dynasty." Wang De said.

Le Wuyan chewed on these four words, Changxing Hou Mansion, he seemed to have some impressions.

"What's your master's family name?"

Wang Dedao: "The surname is Qi."

Le Wuyan clapped his hands, and he remembered.

Back then at the Lantern Festival in the ordinary world, the place where he sent the lost Qi Sifan and his cousin back was the Marquis of Changxing.

Supreme Immortal League.

Qin Ziyu sat on the ground with his head down. He no longer remembered how many days he had been locked up. Although the hall was lit, there were no windows, and no light from outside could come in.

Xie Shigu came once that day to let him think about it, and he never appeared again after that.

When Qin Ziyu heard the sound of footsteps, Qin Ziyu's eyelashes moved, but he still didn't look up.

Xie Shigu stopped a few steps away from him, and his voice was hoarse than a few days ago: "Have you figured it out? Where are they?"

After a while, Qin Ziyu finally raised his eyes slowly, and met Shang Xie Shi's former residence's condescending, shadowy gaze: "Where did the leader go to look for them these days? You still haven't found them?"

"Xiaoyao Mountain." Xie Shi Gu said with hatred.

Qin Ziyu's eyes showed sarcasm: "How could they go to Xiaoyao Mountain? If they go, it will make people misunderstand that Madam is the devil back then."

Xie Shigu: "Then tell me where they went."

Qin Ziyu still shook his head.

Xie Shigu stared at him, and after a while, he suddenly squatted down and looked him in the eye: "Ziyu, can't you pity me?"

Qin Ziyu asked him back: "I pity you, who will pity those who died in the half-immortal land and Baiyang Valley?"

Xie Shigu: "Do you know about the battle between immortals and demons?"

Qin Ziyu remained silent.

Xie Shigu lowered his voice: "The Phoenix clan angered the heavenly demons and provoked a war between immortals and demons, which lasted for nearly a thousand years, and countless immortals fell. My Taoist companion and I were originally immortals in the sky, and we were involved in the battle between immortals and demons. In order to save the common people, we sacrificed our own lives, but what have we gained?"

There was infinite sadness in his eyes: "I almost lost my soul, and my Taoist companion had no choice but to go against the way of heaven and use the devilish energy of the devil world again to extract the water from Tianyao Pool and refine it into a soul-gathering evil spirit." However, it is not tolerated by the law of heaven. I was knocked down to the mortal world, and I can only be reincarnated as a mortal. Every life, every life is lonely, miserable, and finally dies. What can I do? For this debt, I just want them to give me the Phoenix King bone, did I do something wrong?"

"But your celestial venerable, he wants to fight against me," Xie Shigu gritted his teeth as he met Qin Ziyu's surprised gaze and continued, "It was like this when we were in the sky. He kept blocking me, and finally the son of Phoenix King fell. In the mortal world, he and I were also punished by heaven, imprisoned in the black valley for tens of thousands of years before being reincarnated. My Taoist partner has experienced all the misery in the world, and even in this life he doesn't know me, and even hates me .”

"I just don't want him to repeat the same fate for thousands of years. I want to get the Phoenix King bone for him, help him grow spiritual roots, and go back to the path of cultivation, shouldn't it?"

"Ziyu, tell me, did I really do something wrong?"