Mu Xue broke free from the lake-like state of oblivion, and the consciousness of the deceased souls reluctantly receded from the skin like algae clinging to the body.

The delusion confused her mind, but after she was freed from it, she felt something in her heart. The deceased friends, the memories of the past, whether good or evil, right or wrong, were all experiences in life. The joys and sorrows sank bit by bit under the lake of her heart, and then she built a new world.

My current self.

Looking back now, the lake in her heart is clear. The pain and suffering in the past years no longer scare her. She can stand calmly by the water and look at the ugly rocks and beautiful rocks.

The gems sink together at the bottom of the water. I no longer want to abandon them, and I don’t want to bury them in a panic. Let them quietly sink in the bottom of my heart together, forming a colorful inner world.

"Human beings are really interesting. There are always new things and surprises for me to discover." A light voice fell from behind Mu Xue.

Mu Xue turned around and saw a strange man sitting on the nine-story tower behind her.

His complexion is pale, with a big hole cut in his chest without a heart, and he wears a tall white hat. This is not unusual in a city where the undead gather, but what is strange is that in such a divine realm where spiritual power is lacking, his

There were four huge and strange faces floating around him.

Perhaps we shouldn't call him a human. Although he has a human appearance, he clearly has an inhuman quality. Looking down at him with eyes without joy or sorrow, he has a simple and desolate divine power, like the huge waves of the sea.

The overwhelming force swept in. Even a person with a condensed soul like Mu Xue couldn't help but feel a sense of humiliation and wanted to kneel down and worship under such pressure.

Mu Xue gritted her teeth and released her consciousness. She noticed that all the undead around her were in a state of silence. She was far away from her companions at the moment, and they seemed to be in some kind of predicament. Although they were still alive,

But it hasn't moved even a minute for a long time.

"My name is Impermanence." The pale man with four ghost faces slowly descended from the top of the tower and hung in the air. He tilted his head and looked at Mu Xue, "The human race was born by Emperor Wa twisting mud, and it is alive.

The seven emotions and six desires are impermanent. After such a long period of time, there are very few human beings who can wake up from my state of impermanence. How did you do it?"

"Am I the only one awake?" Mu Xue looked at the ghost cautiously and took a cautious step back. "Where are my other companions? What did you do to them?"

"Companion? Since the divine way was opened, countless human beings have entered the way of crossing the dead, and they are still sleeping in the realm of impermanence and misery." Impermanence spread out his pale palms, and a strange velvet flower bloomed in the palm, with thin threads under the flower base.

Thin red threads spread, stretching in all directions across the earth.

"Your companions are not very interesting. They were born in comfort and have not experienced any hardships. They can manipulate that soft and fragile heart at will." His palms contracted, and the thin red threads suddenly retracted, lifting a person from the ground.

, "This is the only one that still has some meaning."

Mu Xue's pupils shrank suddenly. If she hadn't controlled herself, she would have taken action on the spot.

The person whose limbs were tied up with red threads, who was unconscious and hanging horizontally in the air, was none other than her apprentice Cen Qianshan.

"This man is very interesting. His heart is both firm and soft. He is at two extremes." Wu Chang looked at the man hanging in front of him like a puppet, with a stiff smile on his perfect and dull face.

"I was almost like you, he broke free. Fortunately, at the last moment, I discovered a great weakness of his."

Cen Qianshan, who was tied up in the air, was placed on the ground. At this moment, he was in a coma, his eyebrows were furrowed, his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and clear water droplets were overflowing from the corners of his eyes, condensing into beads, and rolling down his cheeks drop by drop.

"He is obviously so strong, but there is a corner here that cannot be touched at all. You see, if I just touch it, he will cry." Wu Chang pointed to his open chest, opened his eyes wide, as if he had discovered

Like some novelty toy, "What about you? Do you have something like this?"

"Of course I do too." Mu Xuedi looked away from Cen Qianshan's face and looked calmly at the guy named Wu Chang, "I have an untouchable place in my heart. If I touch it, I will explode!"

She raised her arms, and her short white fingers were covered with blood. She didn't know when she had written two strange words in the air. The runes of gods and ghosts were condensed, rising into the air, and seeping into Mu Xue's white skin.

A row of red words was left on her facial skin, from her left and right eyes to her neck.

If you look carefully, you will find that the words are exactly the same as those written by Cen Qianshan on the left side of his face.

The six-path wheel-turning magic technique uses the power of ghosts and gods for her own use. This method is powerful and extremely difficult to practice. It comes from the same lineage as the infinite incarnation wheel-turning secret method. It was a unique skill that she used to save her life in her previous life.

Until she passed the tribulation, she quietly left it at home and passed it on to Xiao Shan.

The spiritual power in the Shinto is thin and suppresses all mortal things, but this set of techniques can attract the power of ghosts and gods and can still exert a certain power. However, due to her status, Mu Xue did not dare to use it in front of her senior brothers and sisters and Xiao Shan.

Now that the situation is imminent, Xiaoshan is also unconscious, so of course he shows it without any scruples.

The shadow of an ancient statue with thousands of hands and ferocious brows, and a huge ** wheel on its back rose from behind Mu Xue's small body. The statue was as big as a nine-story pagoda, with a powerful Dharma wheel and a diffuse divine light.

, countless arms overwhelming the sky, each holding a magic weapon, majestic.

In comparison, the impermanent human body seemed very small in front of such a statue, but he didn't care at all. He rose into the air and faced an enemy a hundred times his own.

"Hey, I don't like fighting the most." He raised an arm expressionlessly, and a thin barrier firmly resisted the magic weapon light coming from thousands of hands, and the two phases were locked in a stalemate in the air.

"I know you, you have your secret, you are better than others. Do you think you can defeat me?" He looked at Mu Xue with a normal expression, "Oh, by the way. You have a speech ban and can't admit it.

.”

There were four pale ghost faces floating around the impermanence. One of them smiled gracefully and happily. The second one had cross-browed eyes and angry eyes, and the ghost face was ferocious. The third one had drooped eyebrows and eyes, crying sadly. The fourth one had wide-open eyebrows and smiled, making a high-pitched laugh.

The four ghost faces represent the four emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. The magic sound shocks and shakes the mind, making Mu Xue almost uncontrollably affected by it. When she is sad, she is suffering, and when she is happy, she is extremely happy. The four ghost faces rotate in the air, and when she hears it,

My mood switches back and forth between bliss and sorrow, almost going crazy.

Mu Xue reluctantly used the Xingting Mental Technique to calm her mind, but she still felt depressed, had a splitting headache, and could hardly control the demon.

"Hey," she covered her head, her eyes were bloodshot, and she suddenly raised her head and shouted at the enemy in the sky, "You are so heartless and envious, so you like to torment people's hearts for fun, right?"

Wu Chang looked down from the sky and said in a rigid voice: "I envy you?"

The four faces beside him with loud voices and howling ghosts all closed their mouths and turned their heads together to look down.

The demonic sound stopped, and Mu Xue was finally able to breathe. She breathed a sigh of relief and continued to speak, "You are not a god at all, and you are not a living thing. You are just a creature created by gods."

The man in the air blocked the Thousand-Armed Demon God's attack with one hand. He closed his lips tightly and looked coldly at Mu Xue on the ground. The four ghost faces also lost their expressions. They closed their mouths tightly and looked down at them.

Mu Xue knew that she might have guessed the right direction. She tried to calm herself down, her mind was running rapidly, and she recalled the details of the previous illusion.

Once upon a time, she fell into an illusion created by Impermanence, but methods such as mind communication are actually two-way. While being controlled by others, you can also learn a little bit about the mentality of the super-controller through the clues in the illusion.

What kind of person is the person who controls the illusion and what kind of mentality does he have?

This little clue may be able to help her get out of trouble at a critical moment.

"In fact, you don't even understand what real joys and sorrows are, because you have no heart. So you overcontrol people's hearts, make them suffer, and push them to emotional extremes. You want to use this... to get a glimpse of what the seven emotions and six desires are in the world.

."

Mu Xue spoke slowly, put one hand behind her back, and quietly made a gesture. Not far away, a small tin man crawled out of Cen Qianshan's arms. The little tin man climbed down Cen Qianshan's body lightly.

, began to untie the red ropes binding his limbs.

"How did you know?" Wu Chang said in mid-air.

Things that are unintentional cannot be said to be scheming, they are just that, simple and pure.

The huge enemies changed their angles and attacked him from all directions, but he just raised one arm without any scruples and easily defeated them all.

All his attention was focused solely on the little human girl in front of him.

"Because you don't look like a human being at all. Instead, you look like the puppets I made. Yes, you are just a puppet created by God."

As Mu Xue spoke, she moved slowly.

Even if he is a creature created by God, he is the strongest and wisest being in this area and should not be underestimated. But at this moment, in order to attract his attention, Mu Xue can't control so much.

"Let me guess, maybe you are confined here by the master who created you and cannot leave. You can neither feel happiness nor know what sadness is. The world is only eternal gray, so you trap all creatures that enter this place.

, let them live with you in the abyss of despair forever."

As soon as Mu Xue finished speaking, the shadow of the Thousand-Armed Demon God in the sky suddenly launched a violent attack on Wu Chang. Three scorching rays of light shot out from his eyes and mouth at Wu Chang. Wu Chang folded his hands on his chest to block this strong attack.

, but the small body was also knocked back into the nine-story tower by the huge thrust.

At the same time, Mu Xue rushed to Cen Qianshan's side. In the battle just now, she tested many times and discovered a strange thing. As long as the Thousand-Armed Demon God stays away from a clear radius of the nine-story tower, Wu Chang will not follow him again.

In other words, the area where this powerful enemy can move is very limited. No matter how far it is, he may only be able to launch mental attacks.

Mu Xue supported Cen Qianshan with one hand and turned out a small yellow talisman with the other hand. She held it in front of her with two parallel fingers and said: "Please protect me, Master."

There was no runic seal written on the small talisman, but a small black whale was printed on it. The little fish swung its tail from the talisman, swam out, and its incarnation grew larger and larger.

Wu Chang seemed to realize something. He swooped down from the high tower and tried to stop them. But the phantom of the black fish had already opened its mouth and swallowed Mu Xue and Cen Qianshan into its belly, disappearing together with the fish and humans.

On the distant Xiaoyao Peak, Su Xingting seemed to have something in his mind and suddenly raised his head, "So soon, Xiaoxue will have to use the talisman?"

On the Spiritual Crossing Road, in a ruins far away from the tower, a fat big-headed whale appeared. It swung its tail and vomited out Mu Xue and Cen Qianshan. Then it disappeared and dispersed in the world.

On the day Mu Xue left Xiaoyao Peak to long for the divine realm, Master Su Xingting did not stop her. Instead, he sighed, took out three ancient-looking talismans, and carefully put them into Mu Xue's purse.

"This is a talisman left by my ancestor. It has the innate ability of the ancient demon and can be used even in the divine realm. Xiaoxue brings it with her for self-defense."

Mu Xue raised her head and looked at the black tower in the distance. She realized that Wu Chang had indeed not moved and was chasing after her. She felt temporarily relieved.

Just as he stood up, his clothes were grabbed by someone who was in a coma, "No, don't leave."

Cen Qianshan, who was in a state of delusion, saw the person he least wanted to see at this moment. He was in the mud, and the master's boots stepped on the mud and stood in front of him.

"It turns out that you have been lying to me all this time. You said that you never killed your father, but because of the frame-up, and I actually believed you." The master's voice was as gentle as ever. But it was like a red-hot iron needle, piercing through bit by bit.

Enter his chest and pierce his heart.

"No, I didn't." Cen Qianshan shook his head.

"You didn't kill my father with your own hands. But you secretly used emotionally stimulating drugs. And you placed sharp weapons where my wife and I had an argument." The adoptive father, whose head was penetrated, stretched his head from the side and said,

He spat, "You despicable, cruel little liar. It's simply disgusting!"

Master, adoptive father and everyone looked at him. The look of disgust made Cen Qianshan feel despair in his heart.

"No, Master." He reached out and grabbed the corner of the red clothes, "In the beginning, I really tried my best to be taken in by Master."

"But later, later, when Master treated me like that, my heart changed long ago. My feelings for Master... were completely sincere and there were no more distracting thoughts."

But the man who was never willing to beat or scold him coldly pushed his hand away and prepared to leave.

"No, we can't leave." Cen Qianshan held on to the red dress and said urgently, "You can beat me or punish me. You can do whatever you want to me, just don't leave me alone."

"Master, do you know how I felt when I saw Lei Jie rushing back when you sent me away, only to see the things you left at home for me..." he said

His eyes were red, staring at the chaotic water on the ground, and his body was trembling slightly, "You don't know how I survived those first years, in this house where you are no longer here, but your breath is everywhere.

I almost couldn’t hold on anymore.”

A soft little hand stretched out from nowhere. Through a hundred years of loneliness and pain, across thousands of mountains and rivers where we could never see each other, it gently touched his head just like before.
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