The golden lake bottom formed by brass magic vessels has disappeared. It is said that it was destroyed by the demon clan that occupied Duanliu City. It was replaced by ordinary aquatic plants. As a result, fish and shrimps flourished and swam around the bottom of the water, which is more leisurely than the humans who rafted on the water.

Mu Xingqiu and Mr. Qin were driven out of Xizhao Tower. No matter how much gold and silver were, they could not match the words of the powerful. Moreover, they could no longer find larger pieces of gold and silver in their bags. Xizhao Tower was about to usher in the most prosperous period of business, and two strange guests, one old and one young, had to give up their room.

Mu Xingqiu didn't care. He didn't think Xizhaolou was so attractive. He was very happy to be able to leave the small room filled with wine.

Mr. Qin didn't care. Folding flowers as medicine is a business, which can be carried out year after year, day after day, but enjoying flowers in the scenery is a capture of the instant feeling. Once you catch it, the feeling will disappear. The aroma of the wine has become so strong that it changes its taste, getting closer and closer to the drunken vomit. The two singers also lost their graceful figure in the bored waiting, and their waists bent like roasted shrimps. They really can't stand the quirks of these two guests and are determined to show their faces with the least beautiful faces.

"Beauty cannot last, it is eternal in change." Mr. Qin sat at the bow of the boat, a few steps away, Mu Xingqiu rowed himself. The little bit of scattered silver left in his hand was only enough to hire a small boat. Mr. Qin did not complain, "This is the beauty of reincarnation. I experienced the most beautiful part of life in the process of rebirth over and over again, and then escaped in time before it became abominable."

Life is full of accidents, and Mr. Qin is fascinated by this, just like those connoisseurs who are obsessed with collecting certain items. At the beginning, they pursued the collections with obvious differences, and slowly, their eyes became tricky and accurate, and the differences between collections became smaller and smaller. From this time on, they began to divide the collections from insiders. In the eyes of outsiders, there were clear differences and levels in the eyes of insiders.

Good and bad are clear at a glance, but only experts can identify the difference between good and better.

Mortals collect flowers, birds, woods, stones and other objects, and demon souls collect life.

Emperors, generals, strange people, like wine that is drunk in their stomachs. Beauties who are too intimate are all evil actions such as broken flowers. If you accidentally reincarnate into such a body, the demon soul will die of depression and be reborn soon after awakening.

The seemingly mediocre ordinary beings are the life that the demon soul is most interested in. He sees endless differences from them and experiences the wonders from them.

Mr. Qin was very ordinary. He was born in a declining official family. He wanted to be a teacher when he was very young. He thought this profession was "very interesting". Only after he woke up did he realize that the teacher was a life he had never experienced before.

Teaching is a very interesting business. Mr. Qin likes to see children's blank eyes. For him, the words and books are a world full of light. For ignorant children, this is a dark forest with poisonous snakes and beasts everywhere. Mr. Qin is not concerned about teaching, but only likes to stand in the bright world and watch the children timidly groping forward with fun.

He decided to enter the cycle of reincarnation at the age of thirty-five. The joy of teaching was just that, not worth spending too much time, but an accident disrupted his plan.

In life, he has to go through marriage and having children. The demon soul will naturally not omit this step. He tastes the happiness and appreciates the beauty of it, and then scatters his hands before his wife grows up and grows up. He never thinks about his wife and children's future life, because this is a part of life. Some people who die young in their prime at the age of thirties and forties are, how should these people live? How should their wives and children live?

Fangfang's mother is a gentle and virtuous woman, well-educated and well-educated, and there is no more special features. She is a very ordinary mortal, who died at a young age. But this will not affect Mr. Qin's decision to reincarnate at the age of 35, and orphans are also a common life phenomenon. Fangfang has no privileges.

But there is one thing that is not common, that is, the soul.

This is the first time Mr. Qin has seen a soul in many reincarnation careers, not to mention the soul with his bloodline. But he has known the soul a long time ago, and he knows it more than ordinary people.

"The three souls and seven spirits carry insight, will, memory, and other things that are invisible and intangible but very important. The reason why you are still Mu Xingqiu after you change so much is that I can reincarnate for more than 100,000 years is because I have souls. There are no beasts, and no powerful strange beasts. The soul is the fourth soul that can make the owner smarter and more firm. However, in ordinary life, this special thing does not play much role. Only practice can the greatest potential of the soul be realized. As far as I know, among the more than 30 Taoist ancestors, at least ten have souls. The first three ancestors all have souls, so they can understand the Tao."

"Fangfang can also be the ancestor, if..." In front of Mr. Qin, Mu Xingqiu was able to calmly mention her name, and couldn't help but think that if Fangfang was still alive, she had to go through the love disaster to become the ancestor. What changed was not only her life, but also his.

"There is no rule for the creation of the soul. It is a coincidence and may appear in the body of the humblest and will never be discovered in the whole life. The number of demons is rare, so there are even fewer souls. In the era when I was named the Demon King, the demons have not had souls for tens of thousands of years."

Mr. Qin was not interested in Fangfang's possible fate. All he cared about was his soul. "Fangfang is a god-given thing for me. If you miss this time, you may have to wait for another hundred thousand years, so I postponed the next reincarnation."

Delaying reincarnation brings a serious problem. As he grows older, Mr. Qin's demonic nature becomes stronger and stronger, which means that the possibility of him being discovered by Taoist or demonic species is becoming greater and greater.

Mr. Qin was reluctant to give up the opportunity to observe the soul. There was only one safe way, that is, to let Fangfang get married as soon as possible, and then he was reincarnated as Fangfang's child. For ordinary human demons, this was an extremely unfamiliar act, but the demon soul didn't care.

"The boss of the Shen family is a suitable candidate. Fangfang's soul will not be easily discovered in the Shen family. The harsh environment can also stimulate the power of the soul. I am reborn and have enough time to observe the changes of my mother. After awakening again, these memories will become a precious wealth."

The demon soul doesn’t want to change anything, he just wants to enjoy a unique life.

Mu Xingqiu gradually saw Mr. Qin's context and began to understand what the demon soul was.

"But I waited too long enough to attract the arrival of the demon seed."

The demon seeds in Yelin Town came for Mr. Qin, but it could not find the specific whereabouts of the demon soul. So according to the previous practice, all the residents of the town were invaded and then searched for the soul. It was probably a change in the soul in Fangfang's body as a demon soul.

Mu Xingqiu knew what happened next. Feng Ruhui took the opportunity to steal the soul. Ten teenagers in Yelin Town gave birth to Taoist roots, "The names of ten of us..."

"This is my fault. After the magical nature is enhanced, I became proud and couldn't help but want to leave a trace so that the Taoist pride can know my existence. The piece of paper that records the name should have been discovered for a long time. At that time, I had been reincarnated for several lifetimes and left no traces."

Feng Ruhui, a Taoist priest from Luanjing Mountain, intends to steal his soul, so he sends his dreams to many children in the town, hoping that someone can take Fangfang away so that she can give her a chance to attack. Mr. Qin saw it, but he cannot directly interfere, so he came up with a way to use Feng Ruhui's dream to push a group of children to destroy Fangfang's escape plan. When choosing tools, he naturally thought of those children with special names.

If everything is normal, Chen Hao will sooner or later take Fangfang home. Whether it is out of jealousy of Mu Xingqiu or guilt towards the family, he will do this in the end.

The result was different from Mr. Qin and Feng Ruhui's original plan. Feng Ruhui successfully stole the soul, so Mr. Qin could only "died" in advance to avoid the attention of Taoism. Compared with studying the soul, he cared more about his own safety.

The demon soul hides in the "clear and bright zone" between the void and the reality. Except for him, no creature knows the existence of this place, and even the ancestors of the Taoist dynasty have known it. In order to hide their whereabouts, the cycle of the demon soul is usually randomly selected for reincarnation, and will only actively choose the target in very few situations.

Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and a deadlock in his heart finally unraveled, "So, you did not manipulate my behavior."

"No one manipulates you, and Feng Ruhui doesn't. In fact, Chen Hao and the others are not manipulated either. That's because of nature. I just pushed it lightly. You have seen ants. If you want them to go a certain path, you just need to put a little honey in the right position, and there is no need to control the specific behavior of an ant."

"Mu Xingqiu, you are still a little different. If possible, I am very willing to experience your life. Your persistence and strength are a little better than others. After accumulating to this day, you are the one you are now." Mr. Qin rarely flattered Mu Xingqiu.

The two of them had already set foot in the center of the lake, and the lights were on the lakeside, and another lively night was about to come.

"Why don't you enter the cycle of reincarnation again?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"I was already ready, but things were developing too fast. When I knew that the demon species would soon return to the world, the cycle of reincarnation was over because I had to accumulate some magic power to deal with many crises. The ten years of ignorance would make me even more dangerous."

The demon soul could not withstand the reawakening again, and even the land of the Ming Dynasty was not so safe. He quietly accumulated magic power, but without the support of the demon seed, he could not accumulate powerful magic power no matter what. He had to find a protector.

"It's only you, Mu Xingqiu. You have this strength and this will. This is not a waste of help. I can help you to reach the highest level of cultivation and allow Fangfang to enter the cycle of reincarnation. That's right, she will still think of you in more than ten years."

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