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After the evil fire was burnt out, the dark sky began to rain again.

Qi Zhong was woken up by the rain, and found that there were no burn marks on his body, but his bones were aching, and he couldn't move. He leaned against the tree blankly, looking at the light rain outside the tree.

Suddenly, a light scent of crabapple flowers drifted over.Qi Zhong raised his eyes, and was surprised to see a woman in a lavender dress appear in front of him, with her back turned to him.

"Little Hibiscus..."

Hearing the familiar call from childhood, Qi Zhong suddenly jumped up, ignored the pain, hissed, looked at the back, and softly called out in disbelief: "Sister Atang..."

The woman turned around when she heard the sound, and gave him a gentle smile.

Qi Zhong dilated his pupils, staring in astonishment at the face that was exactly the same as Fang Yanxiao, unwilling to admit it, and ran away repelling: "No, no, you are not my sister A Tang... No..."

He ran away in a panic, not daring to look back, covering his ears, not listening to the man's call.

"Illusions are all illusions."

I don't know where to go, on the way, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, gradually blurring my vision.The ground was muddy, Qi Zhong didn't pay attention to his feet, and fell to the ground, the pain worsened.

Falling down covered in mud, weeping in despair.

At this moment, a Su Ying came with an umbrella.The umbrella was held so low that Qi Zhong couldn't see the face of the person coming, so he had to raise his head until the person got closer to see his true face.

"Does it hurt from the fall? Come on, I'll help you up."

A gentle voice confuses his ears, and the face of the visitor confuses his heart even more.

Qi Zhong stood up in a daze, not daring to take his hand, for fear that his hands would be dirty with the dirt all over his body.

"Yun, Brother Yun..."

Mu Yun stepped forward with an umbrella to cover him from the rain, and said with a light smile, "Xiao Zhong, I'm here to pick you up, this time, do you want to go with me?"

"I would! I would! But . . . where can we go?"

Qi Zhong was so excited that he didn't doubt the other party's authenticity at all.

Mu Yun smiled, took out a dagger from his bosom, and handed it to him: "We...go to Xianshan. There will be no more pain, no more sadness, and I will always be by your side and accompany you... "

"Fairy Mountain?" Qi Zhong was confused and at a loss.

"Yes, just once, as long as the knife is stabbed into the heart, we can be together forever..."

There was gentle bewitchment in his ear, Qi Zhong trembling hands, took the dagger in a daze, as if hypnotized, slowly moved the tip of the knife to the position of the heart.

At a critical moment, his heart shrank suddenly, and the short suffocation made the knife in his hand fall weakly, and countless frames of pictures flashed in his mind, with all the sounds and colors, which disturbed his mind even more.

In the evening, the old man's body is like a pine tree, pointing at the setting sun with his sword, the wind rustles at night, and the flowers fall on the cold sword, which is amazing in every way.

Under the stars and the moon, the old man passed by holding the lotus, gazing at the lake pavilion, the shadows in the water are like illusions, and the red carps accompany him, which is elegant.

In the pine forest, the old man raises his head and closes his eyes, caressing the shade of the pine, the light is not stained with dust, he is surrounded by crystal jade, and his Chinese clothes are clean.

……

All kinds of beautiful scenery in the memory awakened Qi Zhong's consciousness, he became more clear, and fell to the ground, holding his face and crying: "You, you are not him...you are not him..."

Roaring sadly, the fake Mu Yun in the illusion immediately dissipated.Qi Zhong covered his heart and looked around, feeling helpless, he walked slowly to the edge of the cliff not far away, looked down at the churning magma underground, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley for a moment, no more nostalgia, and then he jumped up, no matter what Shake off all illusions.

……

×

The cool night is cold, and the autumn insects hum.

There was a sudden pain in his heart, and Mu Yun panicked for a moment, and quickly opened his eyes.The night shrouded his face with panic after waking up from a dream.

He sat up and calmed down a bit, not daring to recall that nightmare again.Now, he should forget everything about his past, how could he still have dreams related to that person?

By the green screen window of the Zen room, a large piece of cool moonlight came in, and a few small flying insects stopped on the edge of the table, flapped twice, and were about to crash into the oil lamp.

Mu Yun stepped forward in two steps, turned off the broken lamp, and prevented these ignorant creatures from flying into the flames.

Waking up in the middle of the night with no more tiredness.

He opened the door and went out. Outside the meditation room, there were deep vegetation and no one was there.

Wearing a simple plain dress, he went out alone, the moonlight was shining, and the night wind was full of sleeves.

Mu Yun walked around the corridor slowly and entered the main hall of the Buddhist hall. Looking at the tall Buddha statue, he knelt down abruptly, clasped his hands together, and looked devoutly.

I couldn't help but glanced at it, and saw a pair of scissors on the tribute table.

Mu Yun was a little puzzled. It seemed that there was no such thing just now. It is impossible for some rash disciple to wake up in the middle of the night and put it here by mistake.

Could it be an instruction to him?

He lightly picked up the pair of scissors, and in an instant, his mind became clear: this sharp object can cut off all the threads in this world, but it can't cut off the thread of sin...

Mu Yun put down the scissors, closed his eyes and meditated, and recited the scriptures, with one heart and one mind, detached from everything.

Suddenly, under the tall altar, a golden door appeared, slowly opening to light.Mu Yun's mind was as calm as water, and he entered with his sleeves folded.

……

×

In Jueming Hall of Jiugai Mountain, Li Yuanxie touched the murals one by one with his hands behind his back. Looking at the surrounding scenery, he thought of his senior brother Liu Zhen who used to sit in such a bright place and dismissed him.

But now, these powers are back in his hands, Li Yuanxie should be proud and happy, but there is a trace of sadness in his heart.

At this moment, Luo Qingchen hurried into the palace and reported the matter: "God, the big thing is not good."

Li Yuanxie frowned in displeasure: "Say."

Luo Qingchen hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "Kuo Cang Mountain was burned, the whole mountain was burned..."

"Who did it? How did it happen? Where's the consciousness in the furnace?"

"Just last night, the furnace exploded, the evil spirits fled, and the flames soared into the sky, burning the entire mountain... and the consciousness was taken away by Qi Zhong..."

Even Luo Qingchen himself couldn't believe this fact, the more he said it, the more angry he became, there is always a mistake in everything, damn it!

"Ah! Then what should we do? Luo Qingchen, please think of a way for me!"

Li Yuanxie was greatly shocked and sat down slumped.

"Shen Zun, now there is no other way but to use formations to consolidate two-thirds of your spiritual consciousness. You can only regain the remaining spiritual consciousness after you recover your internal energy."

Luo Qingchen knew that he was in a mess right now, so he took advantage of the situation.

"Quick, then go get ready."

"God, don't worry, this matter still needs the right time and place. After everything is settled, I will bring Xi Yan to help you form an formation..."

Enduring the last bit of patience, Luo Qingchen hurried out of the palace gate after coaxing Li Yuanxie.

Xi Yan saw him leave in a flick of his sleeves, knowing that he was dissatisfied now, so he hurried to catch up: "Master, master..."

"What else do you have to say?"

When no one was there, Luo Qingchen immediately turned his face and turned to question.

"Things that are not good for doing things. Didn't you say that you can temporarily suppress him by trapping him in a furnace, and take it out for our use in the future. How come it has become like this now?"

Xi Yan lowered his head, his face under the hood was cold, and he said slowly: "It is impossible for him to escape. Not to mention that the fire of the furnace can separate his soul and fall into the illusion of his own thoughts... just rely on He has a pair of fairy roots and bones on his body, which will definitely suppress that divine sense. How could he destroy the furnace and escape..."

"Hmph. Do you think I'm blind? Or deaf? What I saw with my own eyes can be fake? You'd better give me an explanation, otherwise..."

Luo Qingchen glared at him fiercely, this trace of disgust was caught by Xi Yan sensitively, and his fingers couldn't help curling up slightly.

"There is only one reason."

"What's the reason?" Luo Qingchen asked.

Xi Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly replied: "He, he crippled the other half of the immortal root and immortal bone."

Hearing this, Luo Qingchen was rather surprised: "How could it be? Even if he is willing, he will have to endure a lot of pain in order to..."

"I also find it inconceivable that this method will not only undo the remaining seal in his body, and completely reduce him to the host of spiritual consciousness, but the process is also painful, like removing bones and peeling skin, destroying heart and liver, the chance of success is extremely small, and it is completely close to death possible."

After Xi Yan explained the reason in detail, Luo Qingchen was so confused that he didn't even open the fan, obviously flustered.

"Then now, the change in our plan will only come from Qi Shengsheng. We must find him quickly and deceive him. On the day when the battle begins, we will take off the spiritual consciousness of the two and fuse them together."

Xi Yan nodded slowly, and said again: "Master, I can try to stabilize Li Yuanxie's side, you just need to focus on finding someone."

Luo Qingchen was a little relieved: "Of course I believe in what you do, but where will this kid go after he escapes from birth?"

……

By the stream.

A figure in silver clothes leaned over and scooped up a handful of water to wash his face, then lay on his back exhausted on the bank, squinting at the blue sky, and fell into a daze.

"Mu Yun, how are you doing now?"

Qi Zhong raised his hand and touched a white cloud in vain, muttering to himself.

Suddenly, two farmers carrying hoes passed by, and they complained as they walked: "Oh, it's going to be a war again, it's really hard."

Another person added: "That's right, the immortals are gone one after another, don't the gods protect us? Even the big devil is sitting on the throne of the great hall in Jiugai Mountain..."

"Hey, I hope that the young master of Fufeng can lead those fairy families to take back Jiugai Mountain this time..."

"Hey, there are big dark clouds over there, the sky is going to change, go, go..."

After Qi Zhong and the others left, he lifted the straw hat on his head, revealing a pair of bewildered eyes.

Gone?What do you mean gone?Is it because Mu Yun is not a fairy?

Take back Jiugai Mountain?Could it be that Jiugai Mountain has fallen?

All kinds of doubts aroused unreasonable panic in his heart. He had just escaped from the furnace not long ago, and he knew nothing about what happened to the outside world in the past half month.

After pondering for a while, he decided to help Fengfeng and pry into the truth, so as to get rid of the uneasiness in his heart.