Before entering the Shinto, the potion prepared by Uncle Nian for Cen Qianshan was very effective. After using it, Cen Qianshan and Fu Yun's serious injuries were finally curbed.

Mu Xue looked through the bottles and jars and found many good things that she once looked familiar with.

Huichun Pills, Dedu Powder, Baihua Dingshen Pill, Jinchuang Regeneration Paste... are all top-quality elixirs that are not easy to buy in normal times.

"It's all good medicine, the old man is quite good." Mu Xue murmured in a low voice.

She suddenly realized that there was a clear omission in her words. She hurriedly glanced at Cen Qianshan.

Xiaoshan sat not far away, staring at the black lotus in his hand intently, without even moving his eyebrows. He probably didn't hear what he said just now.

Mu Xue let out a sigh of relief in her heart.

"I charged this black lotus and promised to seize it for the Yan family." Cen Qianshan turned to look at the white lotus on the stone tablet of Chi Xin, "Don't you take that white lotus back?"

This is a spiritual plant in the divine realm, and it is of great value. The Yan family offered a nine-turn black lotus with a 100,000-yuan spirit stone plus a magic weapon.

Mu Xue looked at the tombstone in the water and the people who were forever locked up on the tombstone.

When he took out Wuchang's heart, he watched his eyes lose their light and lowered his head, and a feeling of unbearableness arose in Mu Xue's heart.

She spent a lot of her life with these puppets.

From the earliest rough and simple iron-clad villain to the increasingly exquisite and agile Qianji. She has devoted countless hard work and sincere emotions to these puppets of all sizes, and has even been able to enter the Tao with her skills.

For a person who is obsessed with the art of refining weapons, he cannot bear to see such a delicate puppet that has become enchanted.

At the same time, she couldn't help but want to take this opportunity to verify the magic she had suddenly realized from the false realm.

Perhaps it was the cause and effect planted by this impermanent himself that in the delusional realm where he guided Mu Xue into the gate of the temple, Mu Xue vaguely peeked into a trace of the realm belonging to the gods.

While riding a dragon to fly to the sky and seeing the birth and death of all things, she vaguely saw the true meaning of the origin of all things.

Taking advantage of the indescribable enlightenment in his heart, Mu Xue stretched out her hand and focused on planting the green and turning white jade lotus into the chest of Wuchang, which lost her heart.

Seeing the living lotus and the mechanical bloodline merged together under the guidance of his own spiritual power, Mu Xue had a sense of enlightenment at the edge of the divine realm.

Such an enlightenment is more precious than any genius treasure.

The man imprisoned on the stone tablet still lowered his head and his eyes were closed. But Mu Xue clearly felt that the vibrant lotus had merged into his blood and opened in his chest.

Mu Xue couldn't bear to pick the lotus again, and finally kept the precious immortal plant.

There was a legend that there was an ancient god who could replace human body with lotus roots.

Mu Xue hopes that this white lotus can slowly bring a glimmer of vitality to this impermanence.

"I just suddenly felt a little unbearable and wanted to help him." Mu Xue scratched her head and explained to Cen Qianshan with a little embarrassed, "I am not so soft-hearted."

In the Demon Spirit World, soft-heartedness is a word that will be ridiculed. Although she is young, she doesn't want Xiaoshan to laugh at her.

Cen Qianshan endured the pain and, despite Mu Xue's opposition, barely carried Fu Yun in a coma and walked out.

Mu Xue couldn't bear it very much, and with her current short height and insufficient physical strength, she really couldn't carry her senior brother out by herself.

Xiaoshan was also so seriously injured. After walking a few steps, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Is it really okay? Can you walk?" Mu Xue asked all the way with concern.

Cen Qianshan looked at her side, and a little smile appeared in his eyes.

You are already soft-hearted. Is there anyone in this world who is softer than you, Master?

Walking to the edge of the floating island and stepping on the stone beams pouring rain, the black lotus lit up a light slightly. Within the aperture of the lotus, the rain no longer hurts people.

Fu Yun woke up once in the middle of the journey, and the first thing he saw was Mu Xue.

"Here, here. Hold it well, senior brother, don't worry." Mu Xue immediately raised the water jug ​​in her arms to show him, "I have pulled out a lot of purple heart grass, and they have all been kept well."

Fu Yun smiled. He wanted to reach out and touch the little junior sister's head.

"It's really good that I brought you junior sister."

When they arrived outside the gate of the temple, everyone was surprised to find that Miao Honger had already broken free from the petrochemical state.

Her fingertips, which she raised in the air, had recovered the color of her skin, and her face had also faded away from petrification. Unfortunately, she could not move in other parts of her body, so she could only stand there stupidly and turn her round almond eyes around.

Mu Xue poured endless pool water on her petrified body. Soon, the lively senior sister came back.

Miao Honger, who recovered, hugged Mu Xue and rubbed her, "Haha, good Xiaoxue, I knew you would definitely come back to save me."

Then she saw Cen Qianshan and Fu Yun's miserable condition.

"Oh, you two are so injured." She sighed and reached out to take Fu Yun from Cen Qianshan's back. "Thank you, Brother Cen, please let me do it."

Miao Hong'er carried Fu Yun on her back and pulled Mu Xue slowly walked on the road back.

"Actually, I'm quite afraid. When I opened my eyes, I found that my eyes could move, my mouth could move, but my body could not move at all. I'm really afraid that from now on, I will have to stand here every day, and I can't eat anything delicious, so I'm anxious. Fortunately, you come back to save me, thank you so hard. Xiaoxue."

She said to the person lying on her shoulder again, "Thank you too."

The person who answered her was the man uttering softly.

The roads in the Shinto are a strange loop. They come in a lot of danger, but the way back is much calmer. You can even avoid those dangerous areas and go directly to the human world.

After all, this is the divine realm, and the mercy of the gods to humanity is everywhere.

But Mu Xue chose to re-enter the iron siege.

Baiyi Wuchang seemed to know everything, and stood in front of the gloomy tower waiting for her.

When the metal heart was put into his empty chest cavity, several bright red tubes in the chest cavity swam over, hesitated for a moment, and merged with the heart.

The heart made of metal began to pound and pound, and soon made a heartbeat.

Mu Xue was entrusted by others to be loyal to others. She took needles and thread to carefully sew the cracks in the chest cavity.

A drop of water hit the back of her hand holding the needle.

When he looked up again, Wuchang looked down at the water droplets on the back of her hand.

"So, this is tears."

"At the beginning, there was only my brother in my world." He slowly talked about the past, "We snuggled together with each other, connected our hearts, and lived in a bright and dazzling sea of ​​fire. At that time, our world seemed to have nothing, only a piece of warmth and comfort. It was God who took us out of the fire together and refined us to what we are today."

"The gods ordered my brother to guard the endless pool and let me keep the Nine Nether Tower forever. Although we can no longer lean on each other, we can still hear each other's voices and see the world in each other's eyes."

He raised his pale arms, wiped off a little water light from the corner of his eyes, and looked at the little water mark on his fingertips at the setting sun, "I used to envy my brother. He has a heart that I don't have. He can know what happiness and pain are like humans. I quarrel with him every day, saying that I want a heart, too."

Mu Xue sighed: "So, he asked me to dig out his own heart and give it to you?"

"I can see everything. For thousands of years, there is always a endless water surface in my brother's sight. He often says he envys me and says he feels pain. But I have no heart and I don't understand what pain is." Wuchang pressed his pale fingers on his chest, "Today, I finally understand."

They were created and given a mission, bound here for thousands of years, and held on to the tasks assigned by their master. They were enlightened and thoughtful, and looked at the joys and joys of the world alone, and felt envious in their hearts. They did not understand the pain in their brother's mouth.

Now even the only brother who can respond to him is gone. He may be even more lonely after getting his heart.

It was an annoying guy, but now I look a little pitiful.

"Wait for a while. Your brother may be able to break free from that pond, wake up, and talk to you." Mu Xue comforted, but she was not particularly sure about this. After all, she was a mortal, doing things like ghosts and gods.

"I have seen everything you have with your brother." Baiyi Wuchang looked at Mu Xue with a smile on his face. His smile finally stopped being so stiff and disagreeable, and he became a creature who truly understands what joy is.

"Humans are really strange creatures, sometimes so greedy, sometimes pure warmth."

His palms were facing upwards, and a bright red velvet flower grew in his palm.

Mu Xue had seen this flower, which had turned into a red rope, tied the hill and hung it in front of him.

"You haven't taken the Nine-turn White Lotus, just give it to you." Wu Chang waved his hand slightly, and the red flower broke away from his palm and flew lightly to Mu Xue.

"This is a rope to tie up the immortals. It's a thank you gift, take it back."

Mu Xue reached out to take it, but the flower penetrated into her palm. A beautiful red flower-shaped pattern appeared at the back of her hand that had just been wet with tears. Mu Xue thought about it and noticed that a bright red velvet bloomed in Huangting and beside the lakeside of her heart.

Wherever the spiritual consciousness goes, the petals turn into a red rope, which can be long or short, and the heart moves at will, which is actually very convenient.

Wuchang waved his sleeves and sent them back to Wangchuan's ship.

Mu Xue lay on the edge of the boat, looking at the white figure in the lonely eternal town of the undead.

I wanted to say something to him, but I felt that I was too pretentious.

The boat slowly left the shore and floated along the Forgetful River.

"Hey. My name is Miao Honger, a disciple of Xiaoyao Peak of Guiyuan Zong." Miao Honger waved to the white figure on the shore, "Although you have fought, you are not annoying. If you can come out in the future, remember to play with us."

Fu Yun was still speechless, his voice was low and he waved his hand gently, "Xiaoyao Peak, Fu Yun."

Mu Xue quickly waved her hand, and the bright red pattern was printed on her fair little hand, "Xiaobai. My name is Xiaoxue."

Cen Qianshan raised his hand and clasped his fists: "The Demon Spirit Realm is Fuwangcheng, Cen Qianshan. The winner is still not decided, and we will fight again next day."

The white figure heard these words, raised her head and ran two steps forward along the shore.

Getting friends is joy, and parting is suffering.

Joy, joy, birth and death are sometimes called impermanence.

...

Life is impermanent, but the journey has its end.

The Nine-Turn Black Lotus and Purple Heart Grass have been obtained, and the time for separation will finally come.

Senior Brother Fu and Senior Sister Miao stood at the fork in the road and pulled Xiaoshan and said a lot, but Mu Xue was speechless and didn't know what to say.

It was a normal and a habit to be by her side. It seemed that at this moment she suddenly realized that the two were about to part, and she didn't know when she saw each other again.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" Cen Qianshan squatted down in front of her and looked into her eyes.

His back was facing the setting sun, his shoulders were stained with the sadness of the dusk, and his eyes were filled with too many unexplained things and that little bit of careful expectation.

"Little...Brother Xiaoshan, don't suffer so much injury. You must take care of yourself after you go back. Your master will be happy only if you know it." Mu Xue said.

Cen Qianshan's eyelashes drooped.

After parting ways, Mu Xue followed her senior brother and sister forward, and couldn't help but look back frequently.
Chapter completed!