Mu Xingqiu saw a city full of souls, and the soul was invisible, so he just walked in an empty city and vaguely noticed something was around him. To be more precise, he did not walk, but stood still, a city came towards him, and streets, houses, and trees passed by one after another.

The city’s pattern is very similar to Duanliu City, but it is even bigger, almost ten times more than it is.

This is a bustling city, a bit like the Baizhang City of Xijieguo where he had been to a few years ago. It is bustling with invisible souls walking past him, making sounds like falling trees. It is these sounds that made Mu Xingqiu believe that they are all souls.

"General Mu." From time to time, a vague and affectionate call came out, which further confirmed his speculation.

The city continued to sweep backwards. Before he knew it, Mu Xingqiu was already standing on the dilapidated city wall. Outside the city was a quiet desert, flat and endless. Occasionally, a breeze blew a stream of wind and sand, adding a hint of vitality to the desert. He was wondering what he was looking at. Two armies suddenly appeared in the desert, one was the Xuanfu Army of the human vassal states, and the other was the demon army with horned stigmas.

The two armies walked towards each other calmly, without running or shouting. After meeting, they also raised their weapons and stabbed them at the enemy calmly, as if the farmer had forked up bundles of weeds. The slow-moving side fell down, and the fast-moving side continued to move forward until they were stabbed.

Soon, corpses lay in the wilderness, and blood spread the monotonous earth into a red lake.

"This kind of war is meaningless. You are dying!" Mu Xingqiu said loudly. He paid more attention to the human soldiers and shouted at them: "Charge, rush forward, kill the enemy, and you will survive!"

No one listened to him, and the battle continued calmly. When the deceased fell, helmets scattered, revealing their faces. Some of them were familiar with Mu Xingqiu, including Zhang Lingsheng from Jinghu Village, Shen Tongyou from Yelin Town, and some soldiers from Duanliu City.

Mu Xingqiu was finally convinced that he was in a city of the dead, and the souls detained in the sword were reenacting their own death. But he didn't understand that he was sitting next to the fire of prophecy and saw the future, so why did the past scene appear?

Not long after, his view changed. More and more people died, and new faces began to appear.

Daliang Shen Xiuming should be recovering from his injuries in Duanliu City, but he fell in front of Mu Xingqiu in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe his death.

Princess Nishisuke lost that trustworthy smile on her face, was stabbed by a spear, and fell on her back.

Every mortal that Mu Xingqiu knew fell down, even the reckless man named Tietou, who was also expressionless and did not struggle at all.

The blood on the ground really accumulated into a lake. The Taoist priests arrived, and thousands of them landed on the ground. They waded through the blood and fired spells at the demon clan opposite. The demon clan fell in pieces, but it continued to flow. Finally, they met the Taoist priests.

The Taoist priests also fell down, Xin Youtao, Shen Hao, Xiao Qingtao, Yang Qingyin, Zuo Liuying, etc., were all among them. Their bodies were lighter than mortals, floating above the blood lake, swinging around the middle of the corpse like duckweed.

Mu Xingqiu was trembling all over his body, and there were too many deaths. Even though he knew that these deaths were false, he still felt heartbroken. These were the people he knew, his companions, and his friends.

"Xiaoqiu." A voice that was lighter than falling leaves came.

Mu Xingqiu suddenly turned around, and the huge city appeared in front of him, as if it was more crowded than before, but there were still no creatures appearing.

"Xiaoqiu." The voice sounded again, so familiar that his heart melted, "Look at yourself, look at yourself..."

The sound completely disappeared, Xiaoqiu felt that he was blown by the wind, and he left the place, but his body remained.

He had this experience. It was the feeling that his soul was leaving his body when he passed the level of the Niwan Palace in the upper Dantian. He saw himself again, but this time it was different. He not only saw the body, but also could see the inside of his body. He saw the mercury-like magic power flowing slowly in the meridians. The light yellow inner elixir the size of a pigeon egg in the lower Dantian rotated at a constant speed, and he kept stopping. There were two strange gases in the Jiang Palace in the middle Dantian and Niwan Palace in the upper Dantian. He had never heard of what this was.

The gases are milky white and emit light. You have to look carefully to find that they are rotating very slowly.

"What is this?" Mu Xingqiu asked. As before, he always asked Fangfang for advice when he encountered something he didn't understand.

"You know what this is." said the familiar voice.

Mu Xingqiu watched carefully and gradually realized something, but he felt that it was not enough, so he entered the state of thought again in the illusion. At this moment, he found that he could see the real scene. It was when Shen Geng teased the bald man. Mu Xingqiu wanted to break free from the illusion created by the fire of prophecy, but fell into the battlefield outside the city.

Reality and illusion overlap, and Shen Geng stood in a pool of blood proudly proclaiming that he would surpass Lan Bing Curling within thirty years.

Mu Xingqiu fell into a double illusion, where the real scene also became a illusion. If it continues, the number of layers of the illusion will increase, and eventually crush him and swallow him up.

Mu Xingqiu struggled out without reminding others, nor help. He relied on his will and efforts to get rid of the second illusion. He could see himself again. The two balls of gas in Jiang Palace and Niwan Palace fell into the lower dantian and merged into one, wrapping the inner elixir, and suddenly burned. The inner elixir turned faster and faster, expanding, retracting, and returning to its original state.

Mu Xingqiu had not yet understood what was going on. Two balls of white qi appeared in Jianggong and Niwan Palace. This time, it did not descend to the lower dantian, but turned into a mercury-like magic power and joined it to the meridian circulation. When the two balls of white qi disappeared, Mu Xingqiu's eyes lit up and saw the translucent human figures all over the city.

Both changes happened very quickly, and Mu Xingqiu suddenly understood what this meant.

It was still in Duanliu City that the first of the Five Elements Department of Pangshan gave each disciple who had made great contributions to defending the city a Daohuo Infant Pill. Mu Xingqiu was the first to take effect after taking it. He had already reached the seventh level of inhalation, but because of a sudden heartbeat, he dropped back to the fifth level of inhalation. However, the potential for the Daohuo Infant Pill to stimulate did not disappear, but remained in Jianggong and Niwan Palaces.

Mu Xingqiu rose from the first level of the illusion to the second level, but that had nothing to do with the Daohuo Infant Pill, it was all his own power.

The two changes in the white qi indicate two futures. One is the Taoist fire quenching pill, which pushes the inner elixir to go further. This is what most Taoists dream of, and the other is to transform qi into water to enhance the power of the illusion of mind. Only Mu Xingqiu will encounter this choice.

The city and the translucent crowd in the city gradually dissipated like quicksand. This is about to get rid of the fire of prophecy. There is only one potential, either to quench the alchemy or to enhance the illusion. It is extremely difficult to improve the inner elixir. With such an opportunity, you should have chosen the former without hesitation. But what Mu Xingqiu needs most now is illusion improvement, because he wants to identify Fangfang among the many souls. One day, he will use the help of the Si Ming Ding to enter the Frost Soul Sword. He hopes to see the soul at that time, even if it is roughly the same.

Mu Xingqiu woke up. The double illusion and the process of transforming qi into water to enhance the illusion consumed a lot of his energy, but he did not feel tired. Instead, he had the urge to cast spells. He challenged Shen Geng. Then he said to the bald man: "I will catch him later and let you take a bite."

The bald man nodded happily, "Bit hard."

Shen Geng snorted briefly, "I have given you a chance. Not once, but twice or three times, but you refused again and again."

"It's not an opportunity to use death as a threat." Mu Xingqiu took the bald man back. He wanted to keep a distance, "You fight for yourself, I fight for Erliang and bald man. Maybe you are a Taoist priest better than me, but you are not qualified to live in the world. If you want to save this world, it is actually another way of destruction."

After fifteen steps, Mu Xingqiu stopped, swung his right hand and showed a black whip.

"Aren't you planning to use a sword?" Shen Geng didn't need magic weapons. Liuguang Treasure's self-defense effect was excellent, but it was not very useful for attacking. He would rather have empty hands. "Living without qualifications, it requires strength."

Shen Geng made claws with his hands, and the weeds under his feet immediately withered a large area. He was about to use magic magic spells, but there was no breath of demonic thoughts. After leaving the Yangshen Peak, this was his third time fighting with Mu Xingqiu. He knew the roots and the bottom line, and there was no need to test it again.

"What a pity." Lan Binggu sighed meaninglessly, "Isn't this Zuo Liuying's trick? Let a Taoist priest Pang Shan die here and then frame the blame?"

"The bald man will witness everything and leave him to Zuo Liuying, which will make you out of the matter." Mu Xingqiu said, but his eyes were always staring at Shen Geng, and a few feet long whip hanging on the ground.

"I will prove that Brother Xiaoqiu defeated Shen-Ouch." Before he finished speaking, he was summoned by Lan Binggu.

"Yes, you are a witness. You have to stay by my side. Don't die for no reason. The battle between the two little Taoist priests of Pangshan is all their personal grudges and has nothing to do with me. I treat it equally. The fire of prophecy is so good, but others don't have a chance to use it." Lan Binggu suddenly raised his voice and said to the casual cultivators around him: "Look, although you are just mortals and only have mixed inner alchemy, you finally understand some magic and can see things that ordinary people cannot see. Observe the fighting of Taoist priests, and smart people will benefit a lot from it."

The casual cultivators had already stared at the two Taoist priests for fear of missing a glance. Shen Geng attracted more eyes. He had just shown his strength and blocked the three attacks of the Dharma King. In the casual cultivators' eyes, the chance of winning was higher.

The bald man struggled a few times and could not escape from Lan Binggu's mastery. He had to give up and shouted: "Brother Xiaoqiu, slap him hard!"

Shen Geng casts the spell first, and the withered grass under his feet suddenly expands again. Then a huge ball of black light rushes to the enemy on the surface, leaving a burnt mark.

Only then did he learn to control magic with Taoist fire. Shen Geng was not skilled enough in using new powers. Once he exerted his full strength, he leaked a lot to the surroundings. Even these leaked powers also shocked the casual cultivators flying in the air and cast spells to protect themselves. Many people were forced to land and dared not watch anymore.

Mu Xingqiu has just obtained new power. He has reached the third level of the illusion and can use all three things. For him, there are many options for offense and defense, but like Shen Geng, he is eager to taste the feeling of attacking with all his strength.

An arm, a whip, no defense or tricks, faced the magic straight towards the magic, and the lightning attached to the whip illuminated the entire peak.

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