The young man said: "You know that the Spirit King is the Lord of Gods and Demons, right? That guy controls demons."
Yun Lingyuan said: "I know."
Of course she knew, and she once speculated that Ye Ming's predecessor was the Lord of Gods and Demons. After all, such a big coincidence and such a heaven-defying method of controlling demons has never happened in tens of thousands of years!
However, the more she knew about the story of God, Demon King and Pluto, the more she hoped that Ye Ming was just Ye Ming herself!
Yun Lingyuan said: "Who won in the end between Pluto and God and Demon King?"
"No one wins!" The young man picked up the glazed tiles and flew them out one by one. He said while playing:
"The fighting became more and more intense. Tiandao sent gods to arrest him, but unfortunately no one stopped him. Tiandao had no choice but to kill Pluto and the Lord of Gods and Demons, so he had to operate on a woman." The young man paused and said, "Tiandao killed the saint.
The soul is gone!"
Yun Lingyuan was heartbroken, "...the result is like this."
The young man suddenly raised his lips and said easily: "No, the saint was later rescued by Pluto."
Hearing this, Yun Lingyuan seemed to understand a little bit. When the young man told this story, he probably wanted to tell her how to save a dying person, so she asked: "How did Pluto save him?"
"There is no good way. He used his soul to plant a field of purple soul flowers, brought back the broken souls of the saint one by one, condensed them, and then played the Requiem just like you, and finally saved them."
The young man said that the wind was clear and the clouds were calm, but Yun Lingyuan imagined the scene. It was inexplicably miserable and cold, and how deeply this Pluto loved the saint.
The young man sighed and said: "However, what is disappointing is that the saint woke up and shouted the name of the God and Demon King."
"Then Pluto must be very sad."
"No, it's as expected."
"Then what?"
The young man said leisurely: "The saint is also a person of temperament. How could she be saved by Pluto and then abandon Pluto? She can't betray the gods and devils and join Pluto. Because she alone caused chaos in the three realms, she even
I can't stay in the three realms... In the end, I just threw myself into the plane and disappeared into the three realms."
Yun Lingyuan blinked, "Is that so?"
The young man continued: "How can Pluto and the Lord of Gods and Demons agree if the saint disappears? The two of them are turned upside down again. God has no way. I can't afford to offend these two bosses, so I negotiate a deal with them."
"What deal?"
"Heaven promised to find the saint."
"What about the conditions?"
"Of course they are told to seal their power and re-enter reincarnation..."
"What a cunning Tiandao. Wouldn't this stop the two of them at the same time? It makes one wonder whether the saint entered the plane on her own or is a conspiracy of Tiandao."
The young man picked off a nearby tile and threw it out, "I can't."
Yun Lingyuan said: "Then did they meet the saint girl later?"
The young man looked at Yun Lingyuan and said, "We met."
Yun Lingyuan asked: "What happens next?"
"I don't know." The young man stood up, threw away the tiles in his hands, took a deep breath, seemed to regain his energy, and turned back to her and said: "By the way, didn't I just tell you to save the man after listening to the story?
Is there any way to use the divine soul? I have a bag of purple soul flower seeds for you."
Just as Yun Lingyuan was about to reach out to pick it up, the young man immediately retracted his hand and said:
"This is a thing from the underworld. The king of Hades used his own soul to plant purple soul flowers and almost got eaten by them. You are just an ordinary spiritual magician who has not yet become a god or enlightened. Do you know that once
If you use your soul to plant this flower, your soul will be in the flower bag. When the soul of the person you save returns to his body, it will be your soul..."
"Thank you for telling me this." Yun Lingyuan interrupted his warning and quickly took the black bag from his hand.
The flower seeds in the bag were not small seeds like soybeans as Yun Lingyuan understood, but balls as big as fists with sharp teeth. Yun Lingyuan did not pay attention to squeeze them tightly.
At the mouth of the bag, a ball flew out of the bag. She was startled, but she didn't want to scare it. The ball opened its upper and lower rows of fangs and bit her thumb.
She was bitten, but her expression did not change at all. She held the ball tightly with her other hand, and it gently opened its mouth. Its two green bean-sized eyes blinked, and it looked very...
Well-behaved, but just as she was about to put the ball back into the bag, the ball flew away from her hand.
Yun Lingyuan frowned and said, "I didn't expect this Purple Soul Flower to be a living thing."
Before she finished speaking, she felt her wrist tighten. She looked up and saw that it was the young man who had grabbed him. Yun Lingyuan was slightly startled and said, "Zi Hua?"
The reason why she called Zi Huo's name was because the young man's face suddenly seemed to look like Zi Huo's, but the next moment it didn't seem to be the same, so Yun Lingyuan suspected that she was delusional.
The young man stared closely at her wound. The wound felt nothing at all at first, but after a while, Yun Lingyuan felt burning pain, as if she had been licked by tongues of fire!
The young man's face was dark, and his expression was somewhat similar to that of the angry Zihu. He patted it casually, and the Bi Lingqin on the roof instantly transformed into Mo Fu. He ignored Yun Lingyuan's stunned look, grabbed Mo Fu and placed it on his face.
Yun Lingyuan's wrist was wrapped around her, stopping the flow of blood.
She only became friends with this young man after hearing a story, and she didn't even teach him to heal her wounds. She thought to herself that she had never suffered any fatal injuries along the way, and she didn't take this kind of injury seriously.
Just as he was about to speak, the young man slowly stretched out the tip of a sword from his palm. Only three inches of the sword were exposed, and its entire body was glowing with the color of amethyst, which immediately reminded people of Zi Huo's Purple Soul Sword.
The tip of the sword scratched the wound very lightly and quickly. He put his fingers together and used his spiritual power to squeeze out a pool of black blood.
Yun Lingyuan was a little embarrassed by his actions. His friendship with this young man was not enough to make him do this...
Also, could the shadow of Zi Huo on his body be an illusion?
Yun Lingyuan said: "It's okay, I guess it's not a fatal poison."
The awkward opening remarks were destined to fail to save the embarrassing atmosphere. The young man ignored her and drained away the blood for her before raising his head and saying: "Purple flower seeds bite people and they will eat their souls."
After saying this, he looked up and looked around for the purple soul flower seed that flew out. His eyes finally settled on a big tree opposite. He felt a flash of purple light in his eyes, and heard "
There was a loud bang, and the flower seeds exploded into a puddle of jam.
If Yun Lingyuan knew that that kind of flower was formed by gathering the breath of souls from the underworld for tens of thousands of years, and was specially cultivated by Hades. There would never be more than three flowers in the three realms, she didn't know how she would feel at this moment.
Of course, it's not within her control for young people to waste their natural resources violently.
She only thought that the Purple Soul Flower Seed was a treasure that could save Ye Ming, and she immediately became anxious: "What should I do? Do you have any other flower seeds?"