The dragon changed rapidly, and Xiao Hao could no longer hold his hand, so he had to let go and let it go aside. He watched him fall to the ground and turn into a human form, and smiled and said, "This is the Yin Buchen I know."

But this was just Yin Buchen's body. The smile on his face was charming and clever, which did not belong to him. Xiao Hao was startled and took a few steps back, stepped on two magic weapons, and hurriedly bent down to help him up.

The voice does not belong to him.

"This is not the meeting scene I imagined." The voice of the dragon demon came from Yin Buchen's body. She knew that Yin Buchen was a coward, so she quietly entered his Niwan Palace when Qin Lingshuang casts a spell, adding a little "courage" when necessary.

"Yes, you have completed a task that has lasted tens of thousands of years and deserved to be welcomed by grand. Sorry, I am the only one left in the prisoner of the Ninja Department, and I am still the one who is incomplete. By the way, my name is Shouque."

Shouque turned to Xiaohao and said in a harmonious voice: "Fellow Daoist, can we have a conversation alone?"

Xiao Hao shrugged and turned and left.

"Forget it, to be honest, I haven't put in much force to break the magic hole, and I just pushed it a few times at most. What about the magic hole? Did it really break it?"

"I don't know, it seems to be ruined, but I didn't see the wreckage." Shouque smiled, "Don't you find it strange?"

"strangeness?"

"Well, you are the product of a spell tens of thousands of years ago in the Minxin Catalog. I am a collection of a bunch of residual souls in the Minxin Catalog. Who is the saver? Who is the rescuer?"

"Haha, I understand. The prisoners of Nianxin Department have all died. My mission is actually meaningless. It is just a burden imposed on me. Your appearance finally made me take off my burden, so I should thank you?"

"Don't say I'm so shameless. Of course, I thank you, but you have seen Mu Xingqiu. Can a person with amnesia still bear the emotions and responsibilities of the past? I have lost part of my memory and most of my emotions, and I don't hate the seventeen Daotong disciplines at all. For me, this is a new life. I am not the descendant of any descendant of the Imyoji, nor are they their collection. I am a flower grown in the rotten wood, a house rebuilt with old materials in the ruins. Should I inherit the responsibilities of the past like me?"

"Okay. I understand what you mean. You don't have to do anything. We don't owe each other. In fact, this is great. I always thought that the descendant of the Minxin Science Department would kill me after it came out. It's a spell. Who would keep a spell that is useless? It's a good ending for not owe each other."

The two looked at each other and smiled at each other. Yin Bushen's crystal eyes were wet than ever, like two peeled longans, but with black pupils.

The two were silent for a while, and the dragon demon said, "You are not going to let me out?"

"Since you are here, try not to go out if you can go out."

The dragon demon giggled twice, as if he heard a joke. She manipulated Yin Buchen's body and turned around, "How did you get the Si Ming Ding? Could it be that Kun Dun sent it?"

"This is not the Siming tripod." Shouque bounced up his index finger with his right hand, and a floating small tripod appeared in front of her. It was exactly the same as the giant tripod at the bottom of the pond. When it bounced again, another small tripod appeared. The appearance of the two tripods was almost the same, but the surface patterns were slightly different. "The Siming tripod had a soul-retaining pattern, which was a spell written in ancient magic text. The fragrant tripod was not a soul-retaining weapon, and the patterns were just used for decoration."

The dragon demon looked carefully for a while, "You are right. This is indeed not the Siming Ding. The fragrant Ding is used for Luanjing Mountain to refine alchemy?"

"Well, it's also considered a treasure, a ninth-grade and level nine, not as good as a treasure. But it's enough."

"What's enough?" The Dragon Demon waved his hand quickly, "Don't tell me, I'm not here to find out the secret. I don't know anything. I can hand over this memory."

Shouque smiled again, "Do you think I want to imprison you? No, no. I won't do this, I'm inviting you to stay."

The dragon demon patted his heart and found that his hands were very rough, so he put them down again, "I was scared to death. I thought... nothing, it was because I was too suspicious. Well... Thank you for your invitation, but my body is still outside, so I don't want to stay in this body all the time."

"Don't rush to refuse, listen to my plan first."

“There is another plan here?”

Shouque waved his hand, and the two small tripods disappeared. She pointed to the magic weapons around her, "It's a small plan. There are more than 1,100 magic weapons here, all of which are above the eighth grade."

"Wow, no wonder you don't want outsiders to come in. This is a considerable wealth. I believe that most Taoists would rather exchange these magic weapons with a treasure. Anyway, there are not many people who can use the treasure freely."

"It is not easy to collect them. Most of the existing eighth-grade or above magical instruments in the world are here."

"Excellent, it turns out that you turned the incense-boiling tripod into the stolen pedestal. Are you going to merge them into the tenth treasure?"

"We don't have such great ambitions. These magic weapons combined together are probably only equivalent to one to three percent of the power of the treasure. The power of the treasure is not only in itself, but also in the fact that it has been subjected to almost uninterrupted magic infiltration for more than 100,000 years. Other magic weapons, including older magic weapons, do not have this treatment."

Shouque paused for a moment, and the dragon demon suddenly raised his hand to stuff his ears and said loudly: "I don't listen to your plan, let me out quickly."

Shouque shook his head with a smile and used the illusion of thoughts.

Both of them have the ninth level of illusion, and there is still a difference between strength and weakness, especially the dragon demon is stored in other people's bodies, and is subject to many restrictions. It is OK to deal with Xiao Yao, but it is far inferior to Shouque.

The dragon demon's eyes turned dark, and then he saw a glimmer of light on one side. She was floating above a capital city. It was strange here, the air was thin, the wind was weak, the buildings looked very complete, the flowers, plants and trees were also colorful, but they all seemed dead. She could not see any moving living creatures.

"Is this... Huangjing?" The Dragon Demon put down his hands and stuffed his ears in front of the illusion.

"The Phantom of the Old Emperor Jing, this is a memory of mine. I have made a little transformation to remove irrelevant things."

A breeze blew, which was that it contained some kind of power lacking in the entire world. In an instant, Huangjing seemed to have come alive, but it was just a breath. After the wind passed, it became lifeless again.

"Is this your memory in the Demon-Pull Cave?" Long Demon guessed it.

"This is the edge of the Demon-Pulling Cave, the middle between illusion and reality. The Demon King once hid in a place similar to this."

"I can't stand it even if I just stay here for a while. I really don't know what the prison in the Demon Cave looks like."

"Do you want to feel it? I still have a few memories left."

"No, it's enough here. What exactly do you want to say? After listening, I still have a chance to refuse?"

"Of course, at most, you can remove this memory from you, and then I will let you and Yin Buchen go out. I am not a bad person like Kun Dun, otherwise I would not have summoned so many female Taoist priests."

The dragon demon laughed but said nothing.

"What you will see next is not memories, but some of my ideas."

The wind blew again, and it was still a breeze, but it continued. The dead city gasped again, like a drowning fake dead man. He first took a breath, then breathed violently, gradually becoming stable and even, and vitality gradually returned to his body.

The city has been resurrected, but there are still no living things, but the trees sway in the wind, the houses seem to have expanded a little, and the dust on the streets is swaying... This is an empty city that is uninhabited, but not a dead city.

Not long after, someone finally appeared, and the dragon demon could almost hear the noise.

The magic of Shuque ended here. The dragon demon returned to the real world, with his hands still covering his ears. She put down her arms again, confused and a little excited.

"That's my plan," said Shoque.

"You mean...is this possible?"

"Let's recall: The Taoist throne created a world with the demon-suppressing bell more than 130,000 years ago, and it was also an extremely huge prison. The demon-sperm was imprisoned. It was a dead and silent world. The demon-sperm could not get anything, so the Taoist throne became stronger and stronger, and the demon-sperm did not advance or retreat. Soon after, the Third Ancestor created the silent, unblocked, and selfless land in the Demon-Pulling Cave. The original intention was to use Kun Duan's practice, but it was regarded as a prison by the Taoist priests in later generations. This world was relatively small, so there was a vast marginal area, but this was also a dead and silent world. There was only one thing that could remove dead silence."

"Mana." Dragon Demon murmured.

"Well, Mu Xingqiu has forgotten this experience. Even if he remembers it, he may not care. He helped save people at that time." Shouque smiled and continued: "The treasure can create the world, and magic power can bring vitality. Why should we stay in this world without leaving? Kun Dun has destroyed it so badly. He likes to destroy it, so let the whole world be given to him. Here he can get what he wants. In another world, we are not affected, and everyone has their own things."

The dragon demon opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and after a while, he said, "But you don't have the treasures and don't have enough magic power. How can you create a living world? And, how to prevent Kunchun from invading? He won't let the fugitive go like this."

"This is all a problem that needs to be solved." Shouque blinked his eyes, "Maybe some have been solved."

If you want to know all the secrets, you must choose to stay. Long Demon thought for a while, "You can call Mu Xingqiu and Qin Lingshuang in, and there are others. Everyone works together. There can be no only women in the new world."

"This is a matter in the future. They are not needed now. Everyone has their own ambitions. I know Mu Xingqiu. If you know them, they must fight Kun Dun. Only after they are defeated may they consider escaping. Dragon Demon, what we can do is not persuade them, but to provide another option when they change their minds. How about it, can we stay?"

The dragon demon thought for a while, "I have to send Yin Buchen out."

"certainly."

"I have to go out and come back."

"Is it necessary? I can create a Dharma body for you, which may not be as perfect as you practiced by yourself, but it is enough."

"No, it has nothing to do with the body. I must remind Mu Xingqiu one thing: Qin Lingshuang wants to overcome the love disaster, so he should not be ignorant of this, nor should he be hurt by it."

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