Middle Earth, outside Heyang City, an abandoned charity house.

This charity village was originally at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. Not only Qin Mu, but also Zhou Yixian put away his vulgar expression, revealing a sigh of revisiting the old place.

He took the lead and walked in. Xiaohuan and the wild dog followed him. Walking into the charity village, he saw that the grass and trees were desolate in the small courtyard, and there were messy and falling wood chips everywhere. There seemed to be some white things shining in the grass. Xiaohuan's face turned a little pale, and he couldn't help but hold Zhou Yixian's clothes.

Zhou Yixian looked back at her and whispered to comfort her: "It's not the first time I'm here, why are you afraid of? Besides, this is also where your father lives. Will he harm us?"

Xiaohuan nodded, and his face improved a little.

In front of the courtyard was the gatekeeper of the Yizhuang Village. Zhou Yixian walked forward and saw that the door was covered with dust. I really didn't know how long it had been since anyone had been here. He was speechless, shook his head, sighed again, and pushed open the door.

"Cruff..." The wooden door made a harsh sound and slowly retreated into it. A stream of mold came out. In the dim light, three coffins were placed everywhere, but the lids of the coffin were scattered aside.

The indescribable years were as if they were in this small room, faintly emitting. Zhou Yixian's mouth twitched twice, his face was bleak, and he slowly walked up, without looking at the scattered coffins beside him, and walked straight to the sacrificial table where the incense was originally burning incense and offering spiritual seats, looking at the dozen or so spirit cards that were tilted around on the table.

The room was silent, and no one seemed to dare to speak. Zhou Yixian slowly reached out and picked up the spirit cards, slowly wiped away the thick dust on it, took a look, put it aside, and then went to find the next one. In this way, when he cleared the seventh spirit card, he saw the words "The Spiritual Position of Beloved Son Zhou Xingyun" written on the tablet.

Zhou Yixian stopped and looked at the spirit card silently. After staring for a long time, Xiaohuan slowly walked up, looked at the spirit card in his hand, his eyes were also a little wet, and he whispered: "Grandpa, put your father's spirit card!"

Zhou Yixian breathed a sigh of relief, his face was a little desolate, and he nodded. Xiaohuan took the spirit card from his hand, carefully placed it on the altar, then took a step back, folded his hands together, saluted respectfully to the tablet, and whispered: "Dad, Grandpa and I are back to see you again. I have been entrusting with you over the years. Although Grandpa and I wandered around the world, everything is fine. I will come back to clean up for you today, and I hope you don't blame us."

After saying that, he bent down respectfully and bowed three times.

Qin Mu stood behind them, expressionless, and looked at the charity village with a little frown.

"Is this the place you call the extreme yin?" Although this place is a little gloomy and weird, it seems to be neither painful nor itchy to Qin Mu, not to mention that he has even come into contact with monsters like the Beast God who are completely generated by evil spirits.

Zhou Yixian smiled and touched the beard on his lips, looked at Qin Mu, and argued loudly: "What do you know? The divine objects have been restrained since ancient times. This is recorded in my classics. The outlet of all evil spirits in Qingyun Mountain is extremely beneficial to the ghosts."

Knowing that he was indeed not as professional as Zhou Yixian in this regard, Qin Mu nodded, looked at Xiaohuan beside him, and then said, "Are you ready?"

Xiaohuan nodded, and the double braids behind her head rose and fell with her movements.

However, Zhou Yixian seemed a little hesitant, and opened her mouth, but she seemed to have some hope and was at a loss in the same place.

"Let's get started."

With this sentence, I saw a blue arc suddenly appearing around the small ring, a circular area of ​​three meters in a radius, surrounding the little girl who closed her eyes and regulated her breathing.

The quiet voluntary village suddenly rang out, as if someone had walked slowly from the ground to the world.

Zhou Yixian's eyes widened even wider, and she looked around Xiaohuan without blinking, and looked carefully.

It trembled, all the spiritual positions were trembling, and the sleeping soul slowly woke up.

I saw a look of extreme pain suddenly appeared on the small ring surface. The green light on the ground slowly dyed a layer of blood, and a scream came from the air.

Qin Mu looked at him silently. Even at this moment, he had no intention of taking action. Instead, he restrained his blood and blood in his body to avoid frightening the evil spirits here.

When martial arts reached Qin Mu's stage, it began to walk out of the same constraints, but instead showed all its magical aspects. For Qin Mu personally, he had already faintly touched his next path.

But for martial arts, Qin Mu's path is far from the only feasible one.

The spirit of martial arts is far from being for fighting, but deeply exploring a person's deepest potential.

Qin Mu, who had understood the endless principles of the earth, has embarked on an unprecedented path to enlightenment. The seventy-two gods in his body will never grow for a day, and will slowly bring him subtle but fundamental changes.

At this time, Qin Mu's body began to evolve automatically, and even for monks, his body began to belong to the inhuman category.

But when this method hit Xiaohuan, different flowers bloomed.

Xiao Huan is the most talented person in the world of Zhuxian. If Qin Mu had not taken him as a disciple, her cultivation in the future in the ghost realm should not be underestimated.

With Qin Mu's guidance, she was a little faster than Qin Mu thought. In just three years, she began to open up her secrets and form the seventy-two body gods.

But Qin Mu's premonition that day was not wrong. She seemed to be the natural heir of the name "Hou Tu".

At this time, her martial arts began to become a completely different path from Qin Mu - connecting yin and yang and seizing unjust souls.

At this time, Xiaohuan was communicating with the various evil spirits nourished by Qingyun Mountain.

On Qingyun Mountain, there were countless monks who died. In addition to inviting them to the Ancestor Hall, there were also countless demons in the Demon Sect who also died during the deaths. Day after day, they were attracted by this charity village and gathered here.

Once the Zhuxian sword is opened, the evil spirit here will no longer be restrained, and the evil spirit will escape and cause trouble to the world.

But in other words, the ghosts here are also the strongest group in the world.

Xiaohuan's face began to flush, and it gradually covered with a layer of iron blue. Even when he was breathing, he began to weaken.

Zhou Yixian was shocked and jumped up and rushed towards the aperture.

Even Qin Mu secretly used his qi and blood, and his masculinity was hidden deep in his chest and abdomen, so he waited for action.

Xiaohuan was unaware of anything, and a golden light suddenly appeared on his face, illuminating the charity village. Even families two or three miles away could feel the warmth here.

I saw her gradually opened her eyes, and there were tears like dew on her long eyelashes.

"Grandpa, I saw my father."

Zhou Yixian, who rushed forward, was stunned and furious: "This rebellious son, why don't you say that I'll come and see me!"

He held Xiaohuan's shoulder tightly with both hands and asked, "How is he?"

As if he was pinched, Xiaohuan shrank his shoulders and said, "He is very happy."

"Master, you are right. My father will always protect me in the future!" Xiaohuan turned his head and looked at Qin Mu on the side.

Qin Mu nodded, knowing what the little girl meant.

Xiaohuan's body is far less powerful than Qin Mu, and he is not even of high qualifications in martial arts. It is very difficult to make the orifice automatically generate a body spirit.

But her ability to communicate with ghosts allowed her to find a different approach, and could combine her powerful residual soul with the seeds in the orifices to become a body god.

Sometimes, this powerful soul will also carry the power of magical powers.

Qin Mu called this kind of existence the guardian god.
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