The memories that appeared in Mu Xingqiu's mind did not belong to him, but came from Zhao Chuye. He wanted to destroy all the memories, but he took away part of them. It was a series of inconsistent scenes, mostly meaningless daily trivial matters, only one unique thing.

Master Xingshan is the first of the nine major disciplines of precepts. There are countless Taoist priests who were found to be wrong or guilty by him. As a great law enforcement master, his image has always been perfect. No one can tell the priests more clearly about what they should do and what they should not do than him.

Looking at the Taoist priest who was as steady as a mountain, as firm as iron, and as quiet as a spring, Mu Xingqiu almost dared not recognize each other. Except for the consistent appearance, Zhao Chuye was not at all similar before and after the Five Elements Tribulation. This also explains why none of the surviving Taoist priests of Xingshan came to join the master. Di Yuanfu and Shi Gen, who were eager to find a backer, were not disciples of Xingshan.

That unique memory may explain the reason, that is, this memory caused a strange force to generate in Mu Xingqiu Niwan Palace, which penetrated directly into the Santian.

"The demon cave is still holding you." Qin Lingshuang kept staring at him, her eyes did not deviate for a moment.

"I've already...Who are you? I think I must recognize you, but I'm sorry, I've lost my past memory and never found it."

A faint smile appeared on the familiar and unfamiliar face, "You are so lucky."

Mu Xingqiu was stunned. His mind was still in Zhao Chuye's memory. It occupied his mind and could not tolerate him being distracted.

This memory is very unique because Mu Xingqiu actually recognized this place, which was a place full of light, endlessly, with no shadow on the ground, and he could even call out the name of this place without any cover. These four words suddenly appeared and were lost in his mind.

Zhao Chuye stood there, looking very surprised. As the Grand Master of Xingshan, the Great Master of Taoism, and the holder of the Demon-Pull Cave, he actually entered the uncovered land for no reason. It was really incredible, and what was even more incredible was that another Zhao Chuye walked across from him, exactly the same. This person walked to the real Zhao Chuye. He attached himself to his ear and said a long sentence.

Zhao Chuye obtained the long-lost Taoist talisman, but Zhao Chuye's illusion said a few more words: "The Talisan may not be a match for Kun Dun, but it can cause him some trouble, restrain his attention, and gain some time for Taoist talisman. This is what you must do. It is your responsibility, and I believe you are ready."

The illusion disappeared, Zhao Chuye withdrew from the unblocked land and returned to the concealed room in the Taoist throne. Two days later, Kun Dun launched the Five Elements Tribulation, and the Taoist throne was destroyed. Most of the Taoist priests inside were killed in an ignorant state. Zhao Chuye escaped, but did not perform his "duty".

Master Xingshan was frightened. The moment the Taoist heart broke, he had deep doubts about the whole thing: Why did he have to engage in a hopeless battle? Just to buy some time for the already destroyed Taoist sect that is likely to be useless?

That illusion gave Zhao Chuye a arduous task that would definitely die, but he refused to reveal any more information. What should I do to get time? What other tricks are there in the Taoist sect besides talismans? Zhao Chuye didn't understand at all.

Zhao Chuye became the Grandmaster of Xingshan two hundred years ago. Since then, he has always arranged the fate of others. When a stronger hand was pressed on him, he chose to betray him and would rather surrender to Kun Dun than accept the task.

Memories flashed by. Mu Xingqiu still had time to carefully check the contents of the Taoist talismans in the future. He was not in the mood to regret Zhao Chuye. In front of him, there was a strange woman standing. Behind him, there was also the injured Mu Donger.

"Mu Dong'er! Mu Dong'er!" The little demon Feifei's voice was filled with panic.

Mu Xingqiu hurriedly turned around and looked at Mu Dong'er, who had just claimed to her friends that she was fine, suddenly turned pale and her lips turned blue, which was definitely not like she was "free".

Mu Xingqiu flew over. Without saying a word, Yi Shijun stuffed Mu Dong'er over first, "You can deal with the trouble you caused by yourself."

Mu Dong'er was as cold as ice, her whole body was trembling, but her mind was still awake, and she could speak. She even tried hard to squeeze out a smile, "It's me who caused the trouble, not Jincuo. Thank you for saving my life. I owe you... owe you..."

Mu Dong'er finally couldn't hold on and fainted.

The people around were silent. The bald man stretched out his hand and wanted to pull out the short sword on Mu Donger's chest. A thin layer of frost condensed on the sword, which made the injured person feel cold.

Mu Xingqiu hugged his son tightly and shook his head at the bald man, "Let him sleep for a while. Feifei, check what's going on with this sword."

Mu Xingqiu issued an order naturally, not caring about what he had to do with this little demon in the lost memory. Feifei also naturally accepted the order and took out two orbs, one with one hand, and was about to cast a spell, the Yi Shijun on the opposite side said seriously: "It's useless, it's too late, it's better to get early..."

"He can't die." Mu Xingqiu said coldly.

"Hey, what does 'can't die' mean? These three words have no meaning at all. Is there anyone 'can' die'? You are an expert in destroying you, and you can't save people." Yi Shijun shook his head repeatedly. Except for his own life, he didn't care about anyone's life and death.

Feifei did not listen to the words of the souls, but raised the beads and shot out two rays of light, overlapping them, pointing to the dagger.

"This is a seventh-grade and level six magic sword. Zhao Chuye wrote some talismans on it. They were these talismans that hurt Mu Dong'er. I... I can't see the content of the talismans clearly and cannot be cured."

Mu Xingqiu gently placed his index finger and middle finger on the exposed sword, "Seventeen Talismans!"

Mu Xingqiu was very surprised. He could find out the number of talismans, but he didn't recognize any of them. They were all Taoist talismans. There was no record in the Longbin Society. He was about to find clues from Zhao Chuye's memory when Qin Lingshuang's voice sounded in his ears, "Give him to me."

Mu Xingqiu turned his head to look at the face. He had a hundred reasons to ask the reason first, but he handed Mu Dong'er over without hesitation.

Qin Lingshuang hugged Mu Dong'er with her right arm and pressed her left hand on his forehead. After a while, the back of her hand was frozen and blood-colored, as pale as paper. Starting from her fingertips, it spreads upward little by little, and soon entered her sleeves. Not long after, her cheeks were as white as Iceman.

Yi Shijun coughed twice, "Miss Dragon Demon, you need to come out. If Taoist Qin continues to tossing like this, your two bodies will be gone."

The dragon demon did not appear, Qin Lingshuang took back his left hand and returned Mu Dong'er to Mu Xingqiu. He did not speak for a while until his skin color returned to normal, but said, "Come with me."

The dragon demon led the way to fly south, Mu Xingqiu and others followed behind. Yi Shijun looked at the Fuhuang City among the mountains, sighed, and was a little reluctant. Finally, he used his magic to make a sound: "The cloud-shaped talisman master listened to the orders and stayed in Fuhuang City to protect its safety. During the time when the chief was away, the lion rider would be the city lord."

Luo Xiaoliuer, who was riding on the lion's back, looked up and said loudly: "Are you talking about me? I can't do it. I am not a talisman master from Yunxinghui. I don't even know the words!"

Yi Shijun was not interested in explaining more. Anyway, he chose the lion rider, so the rest depends on Luo Xiaoliuer's luck.

The clone of the ancestor tower was still floating in the air, and Yi Shijun grabbed it in his hand and chased everyone in front of him.

Qin Lingshuang flew hundreds of miles away, fell by the river, and said to Feifei: "There is a kind of Concubine Sheep, do you recognize it?"

"I recognize it, it's similar to ordinary aquatic plants, but after pulling it up, it won't float, but will keep sinking to the bottom of the water."

"I need at least seven."

"I'll go pick it right away and let everyone go with me. I'll teach them how to find grass."

Qin Lingshuang nodded, dozens of children followed Feifei to look for grass, and Mu Xingqiu was going to go, but Qin Lingshuang called out: "You stay."

The bald man also stayed. He did not recognize Chen Feicao and could not learn complicated spells for a while. He stared at Mu Dong'er with concern and touched his forehead every once in a while. He stopped until he was so cold that he couldn't stop.

"His injury has nothing to do with the talisman." Qin Lingshuang waited until the children were flying around before explaining, "Although the talisman on the short sword is powerful, Mu Dong'er can bear it, and it is Kun Dun who hurt him."

"Kun Dun... Why?" Mu Xingqiu's doubts came back. What kind of fire did Mu Dong'er spew out? Why could it cause a little memory instead of everything? Why could it attract Kun Dun magic in the clone of the ancestor tower?

Yi Shijun flew over, holding the small tower in his hand, and said to Qin Lingshuang: "Do you really want to explain everything to him? He forgot everything about the past. Zuo Liuying thought it would be better not to let him know too much about the past for the time being."

"Zuo Liuying is only right in major events. He has never experienced some things and will never understand them." Qin Lingshuang was extremely calm when she spoke of Zuo Liuying's name, without admiration or jealousy.

"To be honest, I don't have a good impression of Zuo Liuying, but he is as good as a god. He is correct every time. It's really a headache and even more disgusting." Yi Shijun turned around and admired the river view. He had never experienced some things and did not want to understand them.

"Tell me the truth, I must save him." Mu Xingqiu no longer cared about Zuo Liuying's reminder.

"I just guess that you don't have the memory of the past, so I won't start from scratch, just tell you the conclusion. Mu Dong'er is the reincarnation of the demon soul, and his power is awakening. Kun Dun's spell is to kill the demon soul. We blocked most of it, but there is still a little bit of it into Mu Dong'er's body."

"Wait." Although Mu Xingqiu lost his memory, he had heard of some things that are well known to the world. "The demon soul entered the cycle of reincarnation in the imperial capital more than two years ago, and Mu Dong'er was born almost thirty years ago."

"This is exactly the intelligence of the demon soul. He did not reincarnate into the newborn body like before, but chose Mu Dong'er, who was also in the imperial capital at that time. I don't know the specific situation, but Mu Dong'er must have a demon soul in his body, otherwise it would not attract Kun Dun's magic."

"It's not just that." Yi Shijun turned around, holding the small tower in his hand, "It also attracted the Patriarch Tower. This is not a clone, but a real tower that is included. The Demon Soul is smart and Kun Dun is not stupid. Mu Dong'er only has three fields and a little warmth. At most, when he persists tonight, the Demon Soul will be finished with him. Alas, Kun Dun is still more skilled and can't fight, he can't fight, he can't fight."

"Not necessarily." Mu Xingqiu suddenly realized that he had to take over the responsibilities that Zhao Chuye gave up, and that was the only way to save Mu Dong'er.
Chapter completed!