The spiritual power needed to repair the soul is very special, and it cannot be done by ordinary spiritual power. After Bailiyu woke up, he was not in a hurry to repair the soul, but took the initiative to trap himself in the cloud cave to practice. No one knew why.

Of course, the fact that he still has a soul in his womb has been revealed as not being pregnant, so everyone guessed that he stayed here voluntarily to wait for the soul in his womb to wake up.

Everyone is curious about who that soul is, what is its relationship with Bailiyu, and what happened the day Yucheng caught fire.

Bailiyu expressed badly and seemed unwilling to talk more, so no one knows until now.

Madam Butterfly knew that Bailiyu still had a fight with Zhou Siyang on the day of Tengyunzong, and Zhou Siyang reassured her repeatedly that he would not accept Bailiyu to join the school, so she reluctantly calmed down.

The reason why Zhou Siyang let Bailiyu stay in Tengyunzong was not only out of sympathy, but also a hint of love for talents.With Bailiyu's excellent qualifications and mastering the skills of source fire, he has been a guest of the sect everywhere he left Tengyunzong. He is not willing to cultivate a strong opponent for Tengyunzong in the future, so he will He stayed and asked Zhao Min to send him supplies every month.

Bailiyu was very quiet. When he said he was staying in Yundong, he really just stayed in Yundong, and he didn't take half a step off the precipitous cultivation cliff. His cultivation was as hard as an ascetic monk.

Zhao Min talked to him several times, hoping that he would come out for a walk, but was rejected.

Zhao Min was very helpless.

"Hopefully he recovers soon."

Looking at the white snow in front of him, Zhao Min said softly.

The lack of soul made it difficult for Bailiyu to express himself, and now he has become extremely taciturn.However, this kind of defect that does not affect normal life is already a blessing in misfortune. Many people with incomplete minds and souls have either lost their cultivation or memory, and some cannot use parts of their bodies. It is very hard.

"I hope." Song Yi also sighed.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder, gradually drifting away, and finally disappeared into the snow.

In the cloud cave, the protagonist they discussed entered the cave with a basket, put the basket aside, and did not look at the things inside.

Then he sat on the stone beside him, picked up a puppet next to him and continued to carve.

The puppet was about a foot long, with clear facial features carved on the round head, and the joints of the body and limbs were made very dexterously.

I don't know how long it took, and it was getting dark outside. He fixed the puppet's feet, and then picked up the small clothes that had been prepared on the side and put them on for him.The little dress was pure black, and it was embroidered with patterns formed by golden silk threads. The embroidery was not very good, and the patterns were crooked, but at first glance, it was somewhat similar to the clothes Rong Xi wore before.

After Bailiyu finished everything, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

He held up the puppet to watch for a while, and carefully put the puppet aside.He still didn't open the basket to eat the dumplings inside, but took a look at the black night sky outside the cave and the hazy snow light on the mountains, stood up, walked to a stone bed deep inside the cave and fell asleep.

The stone bed was not covered with any mats, not even straw, let alone quilts, it was cold and hard.

He lay down like this, folded his hands, closed his eyes neatly, and gradually fell into a deep sleep listening to the sound of snow falling outside.

He has repeated this kind of life for hundreds of days and nights, and he is already used to it.

……

Rong Xi has been dreaming, indistinctly, there seems to be a very handsome man sitting on a huge rock beside him, with a very handsome face, with a hint of evil in his eyes, but his face is very pale.

"I'm leaving, I didn't expect it to be so soon..."

The man's voice was deep and pleasant, very magnetic. After speaking, he coughed and seemed to be in a bad state.

Who is this?

Rong Xi was puzzled, the surroundings suddenly brightened, and then he found himself in a lush forest, those trees were straight, very thick, some were thick enough for people to hug.

where is this?

Rong Xi was even more puzzled.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard himself say: "You will be fine, you must be fine."

Huh?

Rong Xi was taken aback, I didn't say anything!what happened? !

Then he felt a surge of intense sadness in his heart, mixed with other complex emotions, like fear, respect, and like a sigh of relief.

This feeling is very strange, he seems to have entered a 5D movie, as if he is possessed by the protagonist, seeing everything he sees, hearing what he can hear, and even feeling his feelings and thoughts in his heart .

too weird!

He didn't have time to think about why he suddenly watched a short movie, the man in front shook his head, stretched out a pale hand and touched the top of his head, "You little heartless, I'm probably happy to see that I'm dying Are you dead?"

"No." Rong Xi heard himself hastily explain, "I... the great kindness that His Holiness has shown me to me, I will always remember it in my heart..."

"Keep it in your heart?" The man smiled, "How do you keep it in your heart?"

Rong Xi seemed to be caught by the question, and suddenly a fear arose in his heart, as if he would be crushed to death by the man in front of him if he couldn't answer.

He racked his brains, and it took a while before he said in cold sweat: "If I can become a great power in the future, then... I will call myself White Night Demon Lord, in memory of you!"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then he burst out laughing, "Bai Ye Mozun? You're really stupid, using my name as a title, aren't you afraid of being chased and killed?"

"Then..." Being denied, Rong Xi thought desperately again, and after a while he said cautiously, "Then it's called Donglin Mozun?"

"Donglin Mozun?" The man tilted his head, with a half-smile on his face, "Take my place of burial as your title?"

The man is very handsome, that kind of handsomeness is very aggressive, but also has a strong evil intention, even if he is smiling, Rong Xi's nerves dare not relax, on the contrary, they collapse tightly.

Neither of the two answers seemed to satisfy the man, Rong Xi trembled slightly with fear, "Honorable..."

He knew that the man in front of him was moody, even if he was about to die, he could easily kill him.

Just when he was terrified, the man let out a chuckle, and stretched out his pale and powerful hands to rub his hair vigorously, "It's still a bit of a conscience, Donglin Mozun is Donglin Mozun. But, to commemorate me, is it just like that?" Want me to die?"

Rong Xi was speechless, feeling that everything he said was wrong.The fear in his heart rose to another level, fearing that he would anger the man in front of him by saying something wrong.

Probably his frightened appearance amused the man, the man laughed loudly, rubbed his hair and said with emotion: "You are so stupid, without me, what will you do in the future..."

"Your Honor?" Rong Xi trembled.

"I won't tease you." The man's expression suddenly became solemn, "I handed Wuheng Mountain to you, and I also set up a barrier in advance. You will stay here to practice in the future, and you are not allowed to step out of Wuheng Mountain. The barrier can only be reached by Yuan Ying. But open it, when the time comes, you should also have the power to protect yourself." The man sighed and said, "I have made some progress in researching your physical problem for many years, and I have collected the books in my study. After I leave, you Then follow the above method to find three children with pure spiritual roots, feed them with Puluo flowers every day, and teach them to practice. Make you reborn..."

Probably talked too much in one breath, the man took a breath, rested for a while, and continued: "I have recorded the specific method, you study it carefully, there are some other methods that can change your physique, but there is no progress, only This approach can be successful."

"Raise three children and dig out their spiritual roots?" Rong Xi was taken aback and stammered, "How, how can it be?"

The head was patted lightly, "It's been so many years and you still can't learn to think about yourself, idiot! You can't protect yourself, so you still think about others?"

"But..." Rong Xi was very embarrassed.

"If you don't want to, then think of another way." The man sighed, "Your physique is destined to make it impossible for you to surpass the fusion period, and your soul cannot be reincarnated. If your body dies, there is only one soul." You can walk the road, seize the body and be reborn, or rebuild your body, and practice again to ascend through the catastrophe, but you can't cultivate to the body, and you will never be able to ascend. When the time comes, the soul will die, and you will die. I advise you to find a substitute once again Sex changes the constitution."

Rong Xi listened blankly to his words.

The man seemed dissatisfied, and patted his head again, like a ball, and raised his voice, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard it." Rong Xi trembled.

"Stupid." The man seemed angry, "After all these years, he is still so stupid."

Rong Xi retorted silently in his heart - I'm not stupid.

But he didn't dare to say it, he could only lower his head in aggrieved manner.

The man suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood, "The only thing I can do for you is this, you... Take care."

Rong Xi suddenly felt uncontrollable sadness and couldn't help crying.

"Why are you crying?" A complex smile appeared on the man's face, and he patted his head, "My silly face, if I can be successfully reincarnated... I will definitely come to you."

"You have to protect yourself well, wait for me to come back..."

"Ugh..."

"Did you hear me!"

"Yes!"

It was getting dark before Rong Xi's eyes, and Rong Xi felt that he was standing in a dark space, and there were many fragmented pictures floating around, some of which could be seen clearly, while others could not see anything.It seems that many people are talking, and as they talk, they drift away.

The fragments ebbed and flowed around him, before sinking into the bottomless darkness beneath his feet.

Rong Xi couldn't figure out the situation, whose memory he was looking at just now?Or a film excerpt?

Totally confused!

He remembered that he was diagnosed with cancer a year ago, and then started a long road to treatment, first surgery, then chemotherapy, and then continued surgery, continued chemotherapy... The pain of the process made him feel worse than death.

At the beginning, he was extremely resentful, why he contracted cancer at a young age, and had to be tortured like this. Later, after many treatments, he had been tortured so much that he lost his temper, and often thought—just give up.

A year later, he, who had undergone eight surgeries, accepted the result calmly, and his family members became calm from the anger at the beginning. Everyone felt that death was the best relief for him.

So, he left the hospital and went home, spending his last days on morphine.

He remembered that yesterday he was sitting in the garden of the villa basking in the sun, the one and a half year old golden retriever and the half year old corgi were lying on the grass at his feet, the sun was very warm.

The sound of the gardener pruning the branches and leaves could be heard in the distance. In the villa, his three-year-old nephew was playing in the piano room, with sporadic tunes.

Everything is peaceful.

The wind is blowing gently and the sun is warm.

He basked in the sun, basking in the sun and fell asleep unconsciously, and came to this place when he opened his eyes again.

Could it be that I am dead?Here is hell?

Rong Xi couldn't help guessing.

He wanted to move his body, but found that he couldn't move. Those fragments like movie clips were still floating around him, and one of them was relatively clear.That clip floated to his side, Rong Xi's vision blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in front of what seemed to be a wealthy family's door.

Surrounded by some ancient houses, carved beams and painted buildings, very similar to the houses set up in the movie city where his brother often went.

The vermilion gate of the courtyard was closed tightly, and a faint voice came from inside.

Rong Xi listened carefully, and clearly distinguished the content of the voices, which were probably the sounds of cries for help, screams, begging for mercy, and the rampant sneer of some executioners.

There was probably a massacre going on inside.

Rong Xi continued to walk forward indifferently. Suddenly, the door opened, and a little boy covered in blood rushed out from inside. Because of his speed and haste, he fell at his feet.

"Don't run!"

A few ferocious adults rushed out of the gate. Those people seemed to be well-cultivated, and their skills were not weak, and they held blood-stained swords in their hands.

"Huh?" Rong Xi heard his own voice.

The little boy got up in horror and continued to run to the alley next to him. The chasers rushed to Rong Xi, and one of them shouted, "Get in the way!"

Then he cut it with a knife.

Rong Xi lightly raised his hand to block his knife, and kicked the man to the ground, his movements were understated, as if what he knocked down was not an eight-foot man, but a kitten and puppy.

The other people were stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed up to chop Rong Xi with angry faces. Rong Xi did not flinch, but instead gave a cold snort, and waited motionlessly for the few people to rush up.

Those people rushed up brandishing knives, and were easily knocked down by Rong Xi. With the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong weapons falling to the ground, they hugged their arms, chest and abdomen and moaned in pain.

At this time, the little boy who hadn't run far probably saw this scene, ran over again, knelt down in front of Rong Xi, raised his head and said eagerly: "Immortal, please save my family!"

Rong Xi lowered his head, and said coldly: "I'm just passing by, why should I save your family? What good does it do me to save your family?"

The little boy was immediately stopped by the question, and stammered, "Benefits? What benefits does the immortal want?"

Rong Xi stared at his blood-stained little face, bent down, and reached out his hand to stroke the top of his head for a moment, as if he was looking for something, after a while, he withdrew his hand, a little surprised, "Pure spiritual root."

"Fairy?"

"I'm not a fairy." Rong Xi stood up and said slowly, "On the contrary, I'm a demon."

Probably the word Moxiu shocked the little boy. Surprise appeared on his dirty face, and fear filled his dark pupils.

"Scared?" Rong Xi smiled slightly, "Do you want me to help you?"

The little boy gritted his teeth and continued to kneel in front of Rong Xi, "Please save my family, my lord!"

Rong Xi didn't expect the little boy to still be willing to ask after hearing that he was a magic cultivator. He was a little surprised. He thought for a moment and said to the little boy, "I can save you and your family."

The little boy showed a happy expression, "Thank you, Venerable!"

"Don't thank me in a hurry." Rong Xi stared at him and said, "I can help you, but I have one condition."

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