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It was pitch black before his eyes. Mu Xingqiu arrived at a new place and felt more confused than Kun Dun. But he soon understood one thing. This was not a hidden place to destroy the body and soul, nor was it a selfless place that specifically imprisoned the remnant soul. His body was still there, his soul was still intact, and his seven emotions and six desires were honest and dedicated. This showed one thing: Kun Dun failed.

Kun Dun failed, Mu Xingqiu fled to another place, and even he didn't know where he was. He shouted, and the voice came from afar, accompanied by echoes, but he did not get any answer. It seemed that he was the only one here. Echo meant the boundary, Mu Xingqiu flew forward, but there was nothing around. He floated in the void, and could not even be sure that he was really flying. It might be just flying in the original place.

Mu Xingqiu, full of confusion, decided to enter a state of thought. The most basic method of practice in Taoism once helped him to calm down in an unobstructed place. He wanted to see if there were miraculous effects here.

This time, the degree of indifference was relatively shallow. Mu Xingqiu was eager to achieve success and opened his eyes quickly. At that moment, he saw a glimmer of light passing by in front of his eyes. It disappeared too quickly, more like the blurry thing that arises when he suddenly opened his eyes or suddenly got up. But for Mu Xingqiu, who has a heavenly eye and has been practicing for a long time, this is impossible.

Kun Dun, Fangfang's soul, soul, Feng Grandma, Yang Qingyin, Shen Hao... appeared in his mind one after another and slowly disappeared. Mu Xingqiu entered the thoughts again. This time he threw away all his thoughts and entered the thoughts in depth, without considering the effect, nor thinking about when he would wake up. In short, he had to let it go.

It is not easy to achieve long-term thoughts. A little interference from the outside world and a little fluctuation in the heart may awaken the thinkers. Mu Xingqiu woke up and had no idea how long it had passed. In this silent and colorless world, he had the purest thoughts.

But the world is no longer completely dark.

There was a faint light covering the four sides, as if it was within reach, and as if it was far away in the sky. It was still very shy and stared at it tightly, it would slowly retreat, revealing a pure darkness.

Mu Xingqiu pondered for a long time and entered the thoughts again.

In this way, he repeatedly changed between meditation and thought, doing nothing else. After each thought, the light around him became stronger a little. After countless times, he was able to see roughly where he was outside.

He floated in a huge pearl, or he became too small. In short, compared to him, pearls are a world.

Mu Xingqiu was shocked. Could it be that he was dead and his soul was taken into the Frost Soul Sword? He looked down and saw nothing in front of him. He reached out to grop. It was also empty. He thought that all normal bodies did not exist at all. His previous touch was an illusion.

He really only has his soul.

He really entered a magic weapon, which may not be the Frost Soul Sword, or other magic weapons of the candle.

But there is still one thing that cannot be explained. The soul only exists in the past and will not think about new problems. But as far as he knows, the other soul that can do this is Fangfang.

Thinking of Fangfang, Mu Xingqiu regained his calmness and continued to think deeply, over and over again. The rest in the middle was used to think about two questions: How did the soul bypass the Kun Chaos spell? What is the origin of power?

Mu Xingqiu had a premonition that the final answers to these two questions would point to the same thing.

The light in the pearl increased very slowly, but Mu Xingqiu didn't care anymore and focused on thinking. After closing his eyes countless times - this was just his imaginary action. If it weren't for this, he could not enter and exit the state of thinking - he noticed that there was a line of words ahead.

"I already know the truth..."

One line of words disappeared and another line of words appeared. With his own guesses, most of the doubts in Mu Xingqiu's heart were finally answered.

Kun Dun's speculation was correct. Before Mr. Qin entered the samsara, he did inject a samsara technique into Mu Xingqiu's body, sealing it on his soul, but Kun Dun ignored the Frost Soul Sword.

Many years ago, in order to prevent the Frost Soul Sword from being lost, Mu Xingqiu asked Zuo Liuying to cast a spell and carved the sword on one of his bones. From then on, Fangfang's soul could not be disturbed.

But there are some things that Mu Xingqiu cannot stop, and the soul is one of them. Fang Xunmo, the 37th generation ancestor of the Taoist dynasty, sent his soul into the Shibubang before his death. It automatically returned to his old master, and Mu Xingqiu was unaware of it.

Mr. Qin gained Mu Xingqiu's trust and injected several magic into his body. One of them produced a side effect, unbuttoning the seal of the Frost Soul Sword. Mu Xingqiu did not want Fangfang's soul to be disturbed, but Mr. Qin did the opposite, wanting to let external information enter the sword.

Compared with the memory and reincarnation technique handed over by Mr. Qin, this was really an inconspicuous spell. Kun Dun was blinded. After guessing a complete plan, he gave up searching for other possibilities.

Mr. Qin knew Kun Dun's strength very well. The hope he chose was not Mu Xingqiu or any creature in this world, but his daughter, even if she only had a wisp of soul left.

Fangfang quietly learned the causes and consequences from Mu Xingqiu's mind and also understood her father's wishes. The first thing she did was to replace the art of reincarnation, because Mr. Qin's magic could not be concealed from Kun Dun anyway. Sooner or later, he could infer it and spare no effort to seize this magic.

But even Kun Dun, who has the most powerful power in ancient times, could not snatch the art of reincarnation from Mu Xingqiu. He had to be sent into the Demon-Battle Cave, and he could only be seized after his body and soul separated.

Fangfang did it because she had a soul, which was something Mr. Qin had not expected in advance. He handed over the mess to his daughter's soul, and except to understand the seal, he did not give any advice or help.

The replacement of the soul and the art of reincarnation became a trap, waiting for Kun Dun to come to him on his own initiative, while Mu Xingqiu played the role of plants and dust spread over the trap to cover up.

Kun Dun was trapped, but the soul could not kill him or even hurt him. Kun Dun was like a towering mountain of steel. The soul could bypass it and avoid it. If you want to destroy it, you must use the same powerful force, and this kind of power cannot be found in the world.

All the soul could do was to make Kun Dun dizzy for a while, and most of the spells he issued were invalid. It took about one breath. This time was enough for Fangfang's soul to do many things.

The fireball in the Frost Soul Sword is actually a technique of reincarnation. After the explosion, the sword was destroyed. Before that, Yang Qingyin and Mu Dong'er's souls were sent out and returned to their original bodies.

The prohibition cast by Kun Dun disappeared, and the dragon demon finally removed the magic spells in the flea eyes and took everyone into the hiding place she had prepared, which is Mu Donger's retreat.

Seeing this, Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief. The people he cared about the most were at least temporarily safe.

In the Demon-Pulling Cave, Fangfang's soul was indeed hidden in Grandma Feng's body. During that crucial breath, she sent the prisoners in the silent and uncovered land into another void, with only Grandma Feng and Shen Geng being the exception, because Fangfang had another place to go, and Shen Geng could not move at all.

Fangfang did not explain where the "other void" was, nor did she reveal where she was going. She was not hiding it from Mu Xingqiu, but was to beware of Kun Dun's exploration.

The words continue to appear one by one, which is the practice method left by Fangfang to Mu Xingqiu, and is not completely unfamiliar to him.

Fangfang's soul has been practicing in the Frost Soul Sword for a long time. It has no more effect except that she can control more than 100,000 souls. She has no body or inner elixir, and her practice is just a habitual behavior used to maintain quietness.

Mr. Qin's move to break the seal of the Frost Soul Sword changed many things. Fangfang not only knew the existence of Kun Dun from Mu Xingqiu's mind, but also saw various methods of practice, which were completely different from what she learned during her lifetime.

Demon cultivator, casual cultivator, soul cultivator, beast cultivator, demon cultivator, fantasy cultivator, natural path... Mu Xingqiu's mind is like a chaotic library, full of useless books, but some great ideas are also hidden in it.

Mu Xingqiu is a firm-minded actor. In terms of intelligence and intelligence, he is not as good as Zuo Liuying, and inspiration and insight, as good as Fangfang. He once tried to integrate the methods he had learned, but he didn't even get a glimpse of the ways he had learned.

Fangfang saw that in the long-term process of thinking, her mind was extremely simple, like a thin blade, able to avoid obstacles and hit the key points.

In the moment of breaking the pill, she glimpsed the light of the origin of power, but after that, she got farther and farther away. Mu Xingqiu's memories finally gave her the necessary help to see the light again.

Power exists in everything, including flowers, plants, trees, stones, birds and beasts, human demons, Taoist demons and demons, all collecting power little by little and learning to control them. Kun Dun has reached the extreme on this road, collecting power almost endlessly, and his control skills are slightly insufficient, but he can quickly improve it.

If you want to defeat Kun Dun, you must fight head-on. There is no other choice, and there is no choice, even the soul has no choice, because the word "defeat" itself means entering the other party's rules.

Literary scholars can despise wealth, but cannot fight against them by calligraphy and painting alone; planners can look down on millions of soldiers, but cannot truly defeat the invading enemy in the tent; hermits in the mountains and forests can ignore emperors and generals, but cannot use mysterious ways to rebel and steal the world.

The soul is similar to it. It can avoid the rules of power, but unless a powerful force like the Siming Ding is used by it, it cannot defeat another force.

The key to defeating Kun Dun is here. First of all, there must be a strong man who is almost the same as that, so that the soul can play a role in the decisive battle.

Fangfang took away his soul, while Mu Xingqiu was responsible for becoming that strong man.

Mu Xingqiu understood that he and Fangfang were another pair of demonic species and demon souls - unlike the demonic souls that were addicted to reincarnation, this pair would not refuse to merge, and would be stronger.

Fangfang pointed out the direction of his move forward in the Dharma. Mu Xingqiu could not see the origin of power for the time being, but he was more convinced than ever that the origin was ahead and more certain than ever that he needed the unintentional use of the illusion of mind, which was the key to opening the palace.

But how can we see the remnant soul of the descendant of the Nianxin Academy?

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