Mrs. Fox is too serious!

On the back mountain of Qingyun Palace, behind the soaring black gate, is a stone room made of black stone that can absorb spiritual power and is indestructible.

It is rumored that this is the place where the ancestors of Qingyun Palace used fire from the center of the earth to cast swords in ancient times, but later, for unknown reasons, the sword burial furnace was abandoned, and instead became the place where Qingyun Palace imprisoned sinners.

From time to time, the fire from the center of the earth in the sword burial furnace will spout out of the ground, igniting the entire stone chamber. The fire from the center of the earth can penetrate the aura and burn people's hearts. Even people with advanced cultivation levels are imprisoned here. The hot flame will also call out spiritual energy to condense into armor to protect the body, but the longer the time of being imprisoned, the thinner the spiritual power will be. A puddle of black ash remains.

The two disciples guarding the Jianjian Furnace sat cross-legged outside the stone gate, and one of them was meditating with his eyes closed.

Even through the thick stone gate, they could feel that scorching flames were about to burst out and burn everything in the world.

A disciple opened his eyes, and a layer of fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead. He reached out to wipe off the beads of sweat, picked up a gourd from his waist, held it to his mouth, and took a gulp.

The cool water flowed down his throat, the disciple let out a sigh of relief, then turned his head to look at the closed stone door, and asked thoughtfully, "Brother, how long has the little girl been locked inside?"

The other disciple closed his eyes tightly, and replied in a deep voice: "Counting today, it's the seventh day."

The disciple took a deep breath, put down the gourd in his hand, and couldn't bear to say: "I'm afraid..."

"We just need to watch the door, we don't care about the people inside the door."

Although the senior brother didn't seem to want to chat, the disciple still couldn't help turning his head slightly and lowered his voice: "I heard that Senior Sister Mu from Zizhu Peak has been begging for that girl, saying that she didn't kill Senior Brother Xiangdigong Liu The murderer. Do you think that girl was deliberately framed by the demon cultist?"

The senior brother who had been sitting cross-legged finally couldn't help but opened his eyes, glared at the senior brother, then looked around vigilantly, and taught, "What's the matter with you? Shut your mouth, and if you dare to talk too much, believe it or not, I'll tell you." Elder."

The junior brother shook his head, as if he was not afraid of the threat from the senior brother, he just lowered his voice: "I think this matter is just like what Senior Sister Mu said, just lock that girl up somewhere else before finding out, why did you lock her up in Burial Sword?" There are very few people who can get out of the sword burial furnace alive, and it seems that no one can last until the seventh day. Uncle Liu locked her in, and he didn't order her out for so long. I thought about letting her come out alive."

The senior brother seemed to be really flustered, he looked left and right for no one, but he didn't relax at all and scolded: "How dare you talk nonsense!"

That junior barked and said nonchalantly: "Brother, there are only the two of us here and no one else, you are afraid that no one will hear it."

After finishing speaking, the younger brother sighed again, and said helplessly: "I heard that Senior Sister Mu has been standing on the Xiangdi Peak for two days, but the uncle still doesn't want to see her. I don't know why Senior Sister Mu is doing this for such a foreigner. Shangxin, because of this, she lost face and was laughed at by so many people. However, I think that since Senior Sister Mu is so persistent, then that girl should be wronged. Otherwise, why would Senior Sister Mu provoke Master Liu because of her? Bob."

Senior brother finally opened his mouth, but his tone was a bit disdainful: "So what, Senior Sister Mu is stupid. This time, she offended the disciples of Emperor Xiang and Uncle Liu because of a small person. I don't know if she has ever thought about it." as a result of."

The younger brother was silent for a while, then asked him again: "Brother, you said that if we opened the door, would the girl inside still be there?".

The senior brother shook his head: "It's been seven days, I'm afraid it's time for the oil to run out and the lamp to dry up."

"If she was really wronged, then it's really pitiful." The younger brother shook his head, feeling a bit unbearable.

The senior brother didn't seem to have any tolerance for Jiang Xundao: "So what, I'm just a casual cultivator. Brother Liu from Xiangdi Palace is the direct disciple of Master Liu and his nephew. It has something to do with her, and it is normal for the uncle to be angry and lock her into the sword burial furnace."

The younger brother retorted sullenly: "Loose cultivators are also human beings. Our Qingyun Palace is a decent sect, let alone a casual cultivator, even a beggar can't be wronged."

The senior brother raised his lips and smiled, and said with an inscrutable look on his face: "Even if she really went, even if she really wasn't the murderer, who cares. If you want to blame her, blame her for not being able to find out what happened to Master Liu." On the day she was released, she was just a nameless casual cultivator, so what if she was wronged, could someone complain for her? Who would dare? Remember, Changning, you have to be strong enough to live in this world , no one dares to move, or just like us, find a backer like Qingyun Palace, otherwise even if you die in vain, you will have nowhere to complain."

"Brother...you...how can you say that?"

"Don't be naive, don't we practice Taoism for longevity? Is it for people to look up to? Is it possible that you really want to be a saint? Don't pretend to be ignorant. How many people who shouldn't be imprisoned in the burial furnace? Should know better than anyone else.”

"..."

"Changning, from now on, talk less and do more. As long as it is the order of the master, uncle and elder, just listen to it. If you want to stand out, never think about wrong or right. There is no right and wrong in this world. There are always only two words, strong and weak. You can't do it." If you want to be strong, then attach yourself to the strong.”

Even though the heavy stone door was separated, the whispers outside the door still drifted into Jiang Xundao's ears. She curled up in the corner, calmer than the previous day's handling. Obviously mentally shaken.

"Did you hear that? Even they are more enlightened than you." The voice with a chuckle echoed in his mind.

Jiang Xundao closed his eyes, the bewitching ray of true soul penetrated everywhere, and she was numb to hearing it.

"Did you hear what they said? They don't care whether you were wronged or not. They only care about whether their uncle, that old man like Difeng, has relieved his anger. And your senior sister Mu, listen, for you and her Standing on the Elephant Emperor Peak for two days, guess how many people will watch the jokes of this former proud son of heaven again."

Jiang Xundao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dry and cracked lips parted slightly. A few streaks of blood rushed out from the cracked wound, penetrated the lips, and painted a layer of vivid and dazzling scarlet on the paleness.

"What do you want me to do?"

Her voice was hoarse and flat, like a sarcasm or an ordinary question.

True Soul is not sure about her attitude at this time. Although she is a part of Jiang Xundao, she can perceive all Jiang Xundao's emotions, but she is imprisoned by Dragon Ball after all, and she can only perceive Jiang Xundao's emotional fluctuations. But he couldn't fully know what Jiang Xundao was thinking at the moment, let alone Jiang Xundao who was already ashamed and silent.

"As long as you are willing to fuse with me, we can get all the power in Dragon Ball, we can smash Shirataki's plan, we can devour her last remaining soul, she wanted to use us to regain the body of a real dragon, but We can use her in turn. With her, the power of Dragon Ball is more complete."

"At that time, you can have whatever you want. Those who have wronged you, those who have hurt you, you can easily kill them, just like crushing an ant. You can also protect your Son, your Senior Sister Mu, who would dare to hurt them when you are around."

"Everyone will submit to our power."

The true soul forcibly pulled Jiang Xundao's vague spiritual consciousness into his territory, which was the lake that Jiang Xundao had been to when he was unconscious.

She appeared on the lake again, and the lake below her feet was slightly turbulent compared to the calmness of the last time, as if to indicate Jiang Xundao's state of mind at the moment.

"Are you moved?" This time, the appearance of the true soul appeared in front of Jiang Xundao more clearly. She crawled out of the golden egg. She was a child who did not reach Jiang Xundao's waist, short and short. The little one was standing in front of him. Jiang Xundao looked intently. It was clearly his four or five-year-old appearance. He was immature and cute. On his fair and round face, the pair of black jewel-like pupils were inlaid, compared to his original appearance. Jiang Xundao seemed to be more agile.

Jiang Xundao looked at her with a trace of surprise on his pale face: "Compared to last time, you seem to be a little older."

"Do you know how I grew up?" The child's voice was too immature and somewhat milky, but it was full of maturity and banter that didn't match his age.

"what?"

"Your approval." The child parted his lips, and his dark pupils were full of smiles.

"What do you mean? Don't you need me to release you?" Jiang Xundao was stunned. The real soul kept saying that he wanted Jiang Xundao to release her. She thought she needed to release the real soul.

The child shook his head: "It's much simpler than you think. I already exist in your body, and we are one. It's just that you don't know my existence, and I can't tell you about my existence. Now as long as you Take me slowly and I will grow until I am your age and we will become one."

Jiang Xundao was a little puzzled: "Accept? How to accept?"

The child staggered to Jiang Xundao's side, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and looked up at her: "It's like now, it's a very good start, you start to agree with me, with my existence, with my It's you, as long as this is enough."

Jiang Xundao shook her head, and she took a half step back: "I still don't understand what you mean, if I never want to be the Mataki you say, then I don't agree with you."

"It doesn't matter." The child's clear eyes were full of sincerity: "Anyway, I am you, and you are me. What you want is what I want. Bai Taki lied to you, she said she would not hurt you , because she wants your body, but I am different, I have been you from the beginning, and I am the one who will never hurt you."

Jiang Xundao was stunned for a moment, she lowered her head, watching the little child grabbing the corner of her clothes with a ignorant and cute face full of trust and dependence, Jiang Xundao slowly squatted down, and looked at Her eyes seemed to want to see the slightest attempt from inside.

But the child's eyes were too clean, and that fair, chubby face slowly leaned over, leaning against Jiang Xundao's shoulder.

"I am you."

"Yes."