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Sun Yulu has already passed the love disaster, but this does not mean that the three words "Meng Yuanhou" are meaningless to her. She is still paying attention to all the news about him, but she will not cause many troubles in her heart anymore. "It should be an accident that he can become an Amber Taoist priest."

In a corner of the tent, Sun Yulu was about to investigate Mu Xingqiu's soul, and layers of restrictions blocked the sounds outside. She was reminded by the Xinglu Taoist priest Zhang Suqin in advance that she should not mention Amber Taoist priest again, but Mu Xingqiu had already obtained an explanation from the non-demon Pei Zihan, and she felt that she had no need to abide by the ban anymore.

"When Hou Meng Yuan decided to stay at the Ancestor Peak, he probably decided to practice the amber body. This requires the release of all mana, forming an indestructible shield on the surface of his body, and then absorbing earth and rocks to integrate with the surrounding environment, which is enough to avoid the attention of demons. There are not many people in this kind of spell, because it has a fatal danger: after all mana is released, the inner alchemy will stop rotating at any time. Hou Meng Yuan likes to take risks. He has succeeded many times on the road to defiance of the heavens, but this time he has overdosed it. It must be a problem in a certain link. His inner alchemy did not slow down, but gradually expanded and merged with his body."

"Is the Mengdu Sect dead or alive?" Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword and did not hand it over to Sun Yulu for a long time. This sword is of great significance to him, and he is a little worried if anyone touches it.

"He was not dead, his whole body was immortal, and he was not half different from his life. He was not alive. His soul could no longer feel anything outside, and he could not distinguish between Taoist priests and demons. He would only constantly absorb all the power around him."

"Is it possible to awaken Mengdu Cult...?"

Sun Yulu smiled slightly, "You are the first person to care about this issue. Everyone is eager to grab him, but no one wants to wake him up. But you asked me down. I am just a priest of the Swallowing Swallowing Swordsman from the Candle Department. I only know so much about Amber Taoist Priests, and I still hear from fellow Taoist Priests. As far as I know, Amber Taoist Priests are hard to come by, and there are only a few of them for more than 100,000 years. I don't know if anyone has been awakened."

Zhang Suqin on the other side of the tent frequently looked here. She couldn't hear the sound, but could see the two of them talking all the time without casting spells.

Mu Xingqiu held the sword in both hands and handed it to Sun Yulu, "Let's start."

Sun Yulu did not take the sword immediately, "This is the first time I have to arrest my soul, and it may be the only time in my life. You must keep a distance from the dead soul in the sword. If there is danger, I will summon you out in time. After a quarter of an hour. No matter what the result is, I will stop the spell."

Is there a distance between souls? Mu Xingqiu did not ask. He handed over the Frost Soul Sword and sat down to enter the state of indulgence. The soul quickly left his body.

He had this experience. When he opened the Shangtian Niwan Palace, he experienced the soul and soul that was free from his body. The young demon was born at that time. The second time, the soul and soul were resigned to the soul in Duanliu City. He had entered the city of Soul. Unlike these two experiences, Mu Xingqiu was trapped in the magic weapon by the Taoist priest of the Lanzhuke. The soul could not help but see nothing. The eyes were pitch black, and he just felt a gust of wind blowing beside him.

I don't know how long he had been able to see things. What he saw in his eyes was neither the real world—there was no tent or anyone around him, nor the city of souls—there were no houses or streets. What he saw was an endless dark passage, neatly arranged with countless glowing beads.

The beads are big and small, and the lights are strong and weak. There is a vague image of someone inside. Mu Xingqiu wanted to get close to watch, but he could not move freely and was still blown forward by the wind.

How can I find Fangfang in this way? Will her soul be bigger and brighter? Or do I have other characteristics? Mu Xingqiu knows nothing, and Sun Yulu, who has never conceived her soul before, is also inexperienced.

Mu Xingqiu wanted to see more detailedly, but in the Frost Soul Sword, he could not use his eyes to move forward like a flower. The bright and destructive pearl light gradually turned into a line. Some places were very thick, while others were vague, but no matter how weak they were, they were not interrupted.

Mu Xingqiu suddenly realized that the light of these beads is flowing, and they are connected in this way. The light is the power of the soul, and dimness means that the power is not strong enough.

Mu Xingqiu tried his best to compete with the wind that blows himself, slowing down a little, hoping to see clearly the situation in the dim beads. He wanted to know what impact the spell had on these souls.

Finally, a bead appeared in front of me, very large and dim. Only when the afterglow of other beads passed by will its existence be revealed.

Mu Xingqiu still couldn't control his soul. He only came to take a look inside the bead. Countless images came at the same time, and there were monsters, as if they were quarreling at the same time, as if they were talking to each other. Mu Xingqiu continued to move forward and suddenly realized that the bead had lost most of its soul power, so the memory it showed was not its own, but from other beads.

The beads are connected by light, and memories of life are also permeating each other.

He didn't need to find which bead Fangfang's soul was. He could see more or less part of Fangfang's memory in any bead.

In this way, can Fangfang's soul still exist alone? Is it already difficult to distinguish from other souls?

Mu Xingqiu no longer confronted the wind that pushed him, moved forward rapidly, and the beads connected into a line in his eyes, becoming closer and closer. In the end, they no longer distinguished each other. Light is no longer light, and darkness is no longer dark. It is like a continuous mountain range, with peaks and troughs, but it is always the same mountain; it is like a person, with black moles and incompleteness, but it is always a living person.

"Fangfang." Mu Xingqiu did not open his mouth. This sound came from his mind and entered the line in the form of light.

"Fangfang." Mu Xingqiu spoke for the second time, just calling out this name, without any extra words, because he knew that Fangfang's soul could no longer be separated from it alone. He just wanted to know how many memories of Fangfang remained in this soul line that had been integrated into the whole.

"Fangfang." Mu Xingqiu spoke for the third time, and suddenly he felt another force, contrary to the wind pushing him behind him, this was a frontal pulling force, as if he wanted to pull him into that line.

Keeping distance from the dead soul is Sun Yulu's reminder. Mu Xingqiu remembers this sentence, but he cannot obey it. He longs to enter the light and to know the source of this pulling force.

The wind behind him no longer pushes Mu Xingqiu's soul, but changes direction and wants to pull him out of the Frost Soul Sword.

Sun Yulu felt danger and wanted to end this spell casting.

Mu Xingqiu hesitated for a moment, but did not obey the power behind him, but accepted the pull of the soul power and tried hard to approach the light. At the same time, Sun Yulu also strengthened her strength, and Mu Xingqiu moved forward slowly.

But he gradually approached the light. Even if the speed slowed down, what he saw at this moment was no longer a single bead, but a whole uninterrupted line.

The scenes inside the line gradually became clear. They were the memories of more than 100,000 souls. When they were roughly looking, they were mixed together, but when they were closely looking, they all had their own positions. The crying people were laughing around them, and both sides were at peace and no one was disturbed.

Mu Xingqiu tried hard to identify it, and finally, he saw Fangfang standing there, mingling with countless humans and demons. As soon as she looked at Mu Xingqiu, her side began to become empty. Her image became closer and closer, and she was waving, and it was her that pulled power.

"Why haven't it started yet?" she said with her mouth open, as if she was still a hundred steps away from Mu Xingqiu, but the voice sounded in his ears.

"What?" Mu Xingqiu was confused.

"Why haven't it started yet?" Fangfang's expression was a little cold, like those high-ranking Taoist priests, but her voice was still as gentle as before, as if she was in the Langhuan Blessed Land in the Forbidden Secret Tower. She raised her head on the desk and asked Mu Xingqiu on the other side why she hadn't started studying yet.

But this question obviously has nothing to do with reading. Mu Xingqiu was full of doubts, "Is it the second page of memory you gave me? I haven't cracked it yet. I have another inner alchemy at the Starfall realm, but I still can't understand it."

"I'm waiting, you have to start, as soon as possible, as soon as possible..."

The power emitted by Sun Yulu suddenly increased several times, pulling Mu Xingqiu back quickly. He wanted to break free from this power and continue to ask Fangfang, but everything was useless. Fangfang's image disappeared irreversibly and disappeared into the sea of ​​demons in the crowd, becoming a slight ray of the entire light.

Mu Xingqiu's soul returned to his body, and the pulling force was still there. He leaned back and then jumped up, finding that Sun Yulu on the opposite side was looking at him reproachfully.

"You shouldn't be tempted by the dead soul..."

"Fangfang is still alive!" Mu Xingqiu was very excited.

"Don't be deceived by illusions, especially if you are a disciple of the Minxin Department, it's even worse." Sun Yulu frowned slightly.

"No, this is not an illusion. You said that the soul only has memories of life and cannot feel the present, but Fangfang...Ke Fangfang..." Ke Fangfang's question clearly had the meaning of "now". Mu Xingqiu didn't know how to express it, but he could clearly feel that Fangfang's soul was different.

Sun Yulu's eyes were no longer blame, but concern and doubt.

Zhang Suqin crossed the ban and walked in directly, "What happened? Have you arranged Qin Lingshuang's soul?"

Mu Xingqiu took a deep breath, suddenly regretted his excitement, nodded, "No problem. Has the new king explained Yao Yun's loophole?"

The new king Yin Buchen is very willing to help the Taoists, but he does not admit that the holy cloud has loopholes. After listening to his lengthy and detailed introduction, Zhang Suqin found its weakness. "The higher the position of the demon cloud, the stronger the power. Just find a way to pull them down."

"Who is the Taoist priest they sent back?"

Zhang Suqin turned around and pointed. Pei Zihan did not perfunctory Mu Xingqiu. The one he sent back was Feng Dongchen. The Taoist priest of Wandishan was looking at Mu Xingqiu and nodded to him.

"Let's go."

Zhang Suqin did not get out of the way, "We say there are seven people here, but at most we will help you block the unclean energy. Defeat the seven demon cloud envoys all depends on your Frost Soul Sword."

"You will see it." Mu Xingqiu said.
Chapter completed!