Wei Suifeng and others didn't know what they encountered in the Pixiang Palace, but Qin Mu gritted his teeth and obviously suffered a lot.
Qin Mu told them the location of Yujing City, and while checking the lame man's injuries, he said: "You go first and send the Pixiang Palace into Yujing City. If the seal above is touched, leave immediately. Don't stay."
"Don't worry, I've been there before. Although I haven't been able to enter the deepest part, I know something about the layout inside."
Shujun said quickly: "With me leading the way, there should be no business trips."
Wei Suifeng put away the Xiangdian and left quickly with him.
Qin Mu took out the medicinal materials, refined the elixir, and gave it to the lame man. The lame man's breath was sluggish, and he carried Qin Mu through the seal of the Pixiang Hall, causing his life to be damaged and his origin to be damaged. After Qin Mu nursed him back, he felt better.
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But it will take a period of recovery to return to peak condition.
Qin Mu refined some elixirs, divided them into categories, and gave them to Granny Si, telling Granny Si when to give the medicine to the lame man.
Granny Si was surprised when she saw that Qin Mu took out the glazed blue sky banner and gave it to Yan'er. He also took out the souls of Emperor Nan, Emperor Ming and others that he had seen and gave them to Lan Yutian Xushenghua to take care of.
Granny Si was startled, and quickly pulled Qin Mu over, worriedly saying: "Mu'er, don't scare me. Did you suffer an incurable injury in the palace?"
Qin Mu shook his head and said: "I fell into the scheme. Mother-in-law, I need to keep dreaming these days to use Dharma to fight against the invasion of Yuan Sheng of Miluo Palace. You protect me. If you see all the people in my dream, I am chanting sutras."
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He hesitated for a moment, then took out the divine bow and handed it to Granny Si. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then shoot my soul!"
Granny Si's face changed drastically and she threw the magic bow aside.
Qin Mu hurriedly said: "My Yuan Shen will not die even if I am shot. I can still regain my soul. The worst is to abolish the Yuan Shen's cultivation and cultivate it again. If the Yuan Sheng of Miluo Palace comes out of the Xiang Palace with the help of my power, I am afraid that
Even if the Ten Heavenly Lords join forces, they can't do anything to him! Mother-in-law, if necessary, you must shoot my soul, don't hesitate!"
Granny Si had a complex expression on her face, silently picked up the magical bow and handed it to the blind man. The blind man took the magical bow, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I can't do it."
He wanted to give the bow to the mute, but the mute also shook his head: "I can't do anything to the child I raised..."
"Let me do it."
Granny Si took back the divine bow, took a long breath, and said decisively: "I picked up Mu'er back then, so it would be better for me to do it myself. I am cruel!"
She took a few deep breaths, and it was obvious that her heart was not as cruel as she said.
Qin Mu said to Lan Yutian: "You need to make your own decision whether to fuse your own remnant soul, and no one else can make the decision for you."
Lan Yutian hesitated and nodded.
Yan'er took away the soul of Nan Emperor Suzaku, and the mother and daughter finally reunited, and naturally they had a lot to say.
Only Emperor Ming's soul was floating in this strange land, a little confused: "Where is this? Am I not dead?"
He looked down at the sky and the earth, and this world was so strange. He didn't even know how long he had been dead, nor why he came here.
"Don't leave here!"
A little girl stopped him, looked up at him, and said in a clear and sweet voice: "This is the Hundred Thousand Sacred Mountain, a place that cannot be covered by the netherworld. You are a ghost. If you leave here, the uncle will take you to the netherworld! You will be taken to the netherworld!
Being imprisoned in the Pixiang Hall, you must have done a lot of bad things during your lifetime, right? Tubo will whip your ass hard with a whip!"
Emperor Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stopped and asked, "Who are you? Why are you blocking me?"
"My name is Hua Xuanxiu, and this is Wen Yuan, my senior brother."
The girl pulled over a handsome young man and said with a smile: "He is the young leader of our Tiansheng Sect. After a few years of assessment, he can inherit the position of leader. Of course, the old leader is still alive. The rules of our Tiansheng Sect's young leader
It's best to kill the old leader before he can legitimately take over the throne. I'm afraid Wen Yuan won't have this chance. Our old leader is very strong..."
Patriarch Wenyuan said helplessly: "That is a bad habit passed down by the leaders of the past generations who misunderstood Patriarch Wei's teachings. Now that Patriarch Wei has returned, there is no such rule. Emperor Ming, you have no body now and are in a ghost state. It is best to stay here."
.When the leader wakes up and finds the fragments of your former body, he can recreate your body and bring you back to life."
Emperor Ming saw how cute the two of them were and couldn't help but feel close to each other. He said, "I am just a lonely ghost now with nothing to gain. I might as well teach you my unique skills as compensation..."
Hua Xuanxiu and Wen Yuan looked at each other, raised their heads and said, "Is it the Mysterious Art of Creation without Leakage?"
Emperor Ming was stunned, nodded, and wondered in his heart: "Even children know about my mysterious art of creation without leakage? What era is it now? Has even my secret that has not been passed down become a piece of cabbage?"
"We've all practiced."
Patriarch Wen Yuan thought for a while and said: "Yes, when the leader mentioned you before, he said that you were killed because you couldn't practice the Yuan Shen with your Wu Leak Creation Mysterious Skill, and you couldn't let the Yuan Shen follow the physical body.
Transformed into three heads and six arms. It just so happens that you can't leave now, so we will teach you the immortal consciousness of the Red Emperor's Three-Yuan God."
Emperor Ming's eyes widened, his mind was confused, and he nodded eccentrically. He suddenly woke up and asked: "Two little Taoist friends, what era is it now?"
"Yankang!" Hua Xuanxiu and Patriarch Wenyuan said in unison.
Lan Yutian looked at his other self, which was Yu Tianzun. At this time, Yu Tianzun was a remnant soul carrying his memories of millions of years ago. Is it compatible with his own remnant soul and turned into Yu Tianzun? Let him
Some hesitation.
Yu Tianzun was also looking at him. The two young men looked almost exactly the same. Of course, Lan Yutian was slightly fatter. With Yan'er around, it would be difficult for him to lose weight.
He still has a childish look on his face, while Yu Tianzun looks much more mature, but his figure is illusory, without a physical body, and his soul is severely mutilated.
Lan Yutian looked at his former self in confusion. Although his soul was the same and his consciousness was born from this body, he felt that he was not Yu Tianzun.
Yu Tianzun seemed to see his confusion, smiled gently, and said: "Can you tell me about your experience over the years?"
Lan Yutian hesitated and nodded.
One person and one remnant soul were sitting on the edge of a cliff. Lan Yutian slowly talked about his experiences over the years.
From the time he was resurrected and lost all his memories, to You Tianzun bringing him back to Youdu, and then sending him out of Youdu, entrusting him to Qin Mu, and then Qin Mu took him to travel to various colleges and palaces to learn various basic runes.
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Then Qin Mu entrusted him to the elders of Canlao Village to learn from them. Then the Yankang Tribulation broke out and he returned to Youdu. After the calamity, the cripple stole him out of Youdu.
Only then did he realize that his experiences over the years were so colorful and unique.
He talked about how he traveled around to realize the Tao, accepted many disciples, and made many friends. He couldn't help but smile, and stammered to his remnant soul to explain all kinds of weird magical powers and ideas.
He also talked about his many disciples in detail, and about the things between himself and his friends, such as the big head Shujun was arrested by the pharmacist, and he and he were soaked in the medicine vat by the pharmacist for research;
Like an empty flower with an expressionless face, but a burning heart in its chest;
Such as the mature and cunning Taoist Master Lin Xuan, the paranoid and persistent Xiaoyu Jingwang Muran Wang Xianren, the Nandi Princess Yan'er who always likes to serve others, the founding emperor Qin Ye who is obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, and those who are full of thoughts.
Eat, talk to Qin Fengqing about how to eat delicious food...
He met so many interesting people that he couldn't help but laugh out loud as he talked.
He didn't know why he had so much to say. Although Yu Tianzun was his remnant soul, he felt like his dearest brother.
Yu Tianzun listened with a smile. Lan Yutian talked about sunset, but he didn't finish telling his story. He started talking about sunset and the sun was about to rise.
The east spits out white.
Yu Tianzun asked: "Are you not in danger?"
"Brother carried it for me."
Lan Yutian looked back at Qin Mu who was sleeping and murmured: "He has shouldered it all. No matter how big the danger is, he has shouldered it with all his strength. He wants me to concentrate on enlightenment and doesn't want those disputes to interfere with me.
He doesn’t want me to get involved in those disputes. I know his intentions..."
"You know what?"
Yu Tianzun supported the ground with both hands, leaned back, looked at the white sky, looked sideways at himself next to him, and said with a smile: "My experience is different from yours. Before the Longhan era, the human race had too many hardships to survive.
Difficulties. I used to wish that all the sufferings of the human race would be shouldered by someone, a hero, but then I found that no one would be the hero. So I stood up. If no one was the hero, then I would be the one to do it.
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His eyes were full of spirituality. Although it was a period of suffering, he was very relaxed when he said it. He said softly: "I have to work hard. I have to improve my own strength and at the same time be distracted from thinking about how to make the human race stronger.
When I become stronger, how can I find hope in the midst of countless dead situations? I always feel very tired, physically and mentally. For this ideal, I must give up my path of seeking the truth and wait for more powerful human beings.
Those who rise.”
He stood up, faced the rising sun, and opened his arms: "You are luckier than me. In this era, more people have stood up. They are heroes and heroes. They have carried the burden for you and carried the burden forward for you."
OK. Seeker Lan Yutian, you are the real Lan Yutian!"
His figure is slowly becoming transparent, and his memory is like fleeting smoke.
He looked back at Lan Yutian with a pure smile on his face.
"I am not the real Lan Yutian, I am just Lan Yutian who was suppressed and changed by the times. Yu Tianzun is, after all, just a memory of Lan Yutian."
He waved to Lan Yutian and said goodbye to himself in this era.
Lan Yutian stood up in a hurry, only to see Yu Tianzun disappearing quickly, leaving only his honest and gentle voice.
"This memory will delay you and make you become the past me. Let's let the memory of the past be lost along with history..."
Lan Yutian reached out to grab him, but he didn't catch him. He only caught a few strands of his own soul.
The remaining souls sensed his soul, penetrated into his body, and merged with him.
Lan Yutian looked at the rising sun and burst into tears unconsciously.
He felt as if he had lost something, but also as if he had gained something.
He walked towards the sun, and the sunlight gradually became dazzling. He raised his hand to cover the sun, and saw Qin Mu sitting on the ground, with layers of dreams expanding outward.
I will update it once in the evening, because this chapter has more than 3,200 words, so I can’t bear to divide it into chapters...