The Virgin of Wanzi walked on the streets of Yelin Town, attracting the attention of almost all the people in the town.

Yelin Town has just changed from construction to preparation for war. There was no time to do too much in a hurry. Each household built simple wooden towers of varying heights, equipped with some crossbows, and the weapons were even more complicated, including black wood brought from Zhibuli, and talismans, swords and guns from old residents' homes.

A large number of residents stood on their wooden towers and watched the banshee who was level with them or even higher slowly walking by.

The Virgin Wanzi's cheeks looked a little too thin, and their eyes were very close. Apart from this, there was no cruelty or roughness of the demon race. Because of this, a normal appearance and a scary tall body made it look weirder than a monster with three heads and six arms.

The Virgin Wanzi smiled and was more interested in the residents watching her, especially when facing those children, she would even stick out her tongue and make faces, "Little guy, I can see that you have the blood of the demon clan. At this time, you still don't forget to eat, it's a good thing."

Yelin Town could not find a chair suitable for her. Chen Xiuming saw the figure of the Virgin of Wanzi from afar and immediately thought of this problem. Although the Taoists could create various things at will, as the elder of the town, he could not be rude. After a few turns, he thought of an idea to let his son Shen Cunyi move the largest bed in the house into the courtyard, lay a thick bedding, which could be used as a temporary seat, and then break the gate of his own home.

The Virgin Wanzi sat on this bed and felt good. He said to the nervous and uneasy father and son of Shen, "Thank you, there are not many humans as hospitable as you, I really need to sit for a while. Is this your son? It's very similar to you, it's so good to be young, full of vitality and energetic. Have you gotten married? Why are you blushing? Haha, sorry, I asked too many questions."

Most Taoist priests were still defending outside the town, with only a few people following him. At this time, they were sitting or standing opposite the Virgin of Wanzi. Chen Xiuming had never seen such a scene. He stood aside from a distance and handed over the matter to Yang Qingyin and Yi Shijun.

Yi Shijun didn't care about the matter. He held the fragments of the Frost Soul Sword in his hand and observed them carefully, and from time to time he issued a small spell on it and kept silent.

Yang Qingyin said, "I know you don't like humans, and you don't want to join forces with us."

The Virgin Wanzi had no expression of "dislike" on his face and said with a smile: "The demons and humans dislike each other. I am willing to join forces with you. Do the Taoist priests behind you agree? They concealed it well. But I can see that they would rather treat me as a prisoner than a helper. Since that is the case, why don't I refuse in advance? At least it seems more dignified."

Yang Qingyin was speechless. More than one Taoist priest had hinted to her that it was her who they defected to, not Yi Shijun. If the demon master of the souls was involved, they would rather find another place to settle down. Today's battle incident suddenly happened. If Yi Shijun always regarded himself as the leader, the Taoist priests would really leave here.

Yang Qingyin also smiled, "You are right, let us all retain our dignity: this is not a joint effort, it just happens to meet the same enemy, and we will disband after the battle."

The Virgin Wanzi pointed at Yang Qingyin and pointed his slender fingers in the air a few times, "I understand why Mu Xingqiu likes you. You are not entangled in meaningless trivial matters. You are a human being able to do great things. No wonder he ran around so confidently that this world can't hold on to him anymore, and he dared to go in and out of the void."

Yang Qingyin was still a little happy to be praised by the Virgin of Wanzi. "He is too 'reassured'. Who knows if he can escape again this time? Not to mention him, let's talk about the Three Spirits. It's amazing that you can create such a powerful demon clan in such a short time."

The three soul monsters stood nearby, and Daoyi had not woken up yet. The demon 2 and the demon 3 were also drowsy. They needed to supplement the Demon Lord's Dharma, but Yin Buchen escaped from death and was hiding in the forest to calm down and had no time to come and cast spells.

"Where is the beast-raising master brought by the Spirit King, who truly admires all living beings in the world. What is rare is that the Spirit King has no different teachings and opens up the methods to the demon clan. In the Chafeng Mountain, they are the absolute main force."

Most of the beast-raising masters are demons, and they have chosen to go to Chufeng Mountain before. Only Feifei who came to Yelin Town is the demon race. He and Xuanwu died in the world and floated over Yelin Town, blocked by a white cloud and cannot be seen by ordinary people.

Xiao Hao followed Yang Qingyin and heard it boring, "You two praise each other, no matter what others think, praise me, I won't bother with trivial matters. The world is destroyed, I can cry at most, and I can say mysterious words. Cough, um, the power of the three souls is not the three heads, not the demon soul, not the god spirit pill, that is the demon baby's own soul."

The Virgin of Wanzi laughed, "The advantages of the Spirit King and I are exposed outside. You are a beautiful woman. If you can't see through your naked eyes and your heart, you will naturally be unable to praise you."

Xiao Hao showed a child-like smile and said to Yang Qingyin: "I like her too. The first time I saw someone so good at praising people, I must learn it. I can use it when I see Zuo Liuying again."

Yang Qingyin only stared at the Three Spirits Monster, "Xiao Hao is right. The only possible source of power for the Three Spirits Monster is the soul of the demon baby, but... where does the soul come from? How did you discover it?"

Virgin Wanzi nodded and admitted that Xiao Hao was right, "No matter what, if you do more, sooner or later, you can summarize some rules. What I have been doing for a long time is childbirth. As I was born, I suddenly had a little insight: What is the soul? Carrying memories, emotions and will, without it, we are walking corpses. On the contrary, without **, the soul will become weak and weak and gradually dissipate."

The Holy Mother Wanzi waited for a while, and saw that no one was in contact, and continued: "Some demon races will catch some souls to create demon weapons. Occasionally, they can use miraculous effects, but they are not lasting. The Taoist Lantern Candle Category is more powerful. It is said that it can extract powerful power from the soul. The Siming Cauldron has existed for more than 100,000 years but has not declined. So I have a doubt, is the soul weak or strong? It is said that it is weak, and it is more helpless than a leaf without its body. It is said that it is stronger and can support the Taoist Lantern Candle Category."

The real Taoist priests of the Lanzhu Department are outside the town. Only Xiaoyao stayed in the Lanzhu Department for a while in the yard and immediately replied: "The Lanzhu Department has a saying, the souls are both strong and weak. Their power cannot be used directly by Taoist priests and needs to be transformed. Just like the wind cannot be used for sailing, just stand up a sail and transform it. Hey, old monster, aren't you the demon of the souls? Is there any statement?"

Yi Shijun observed the fragments of the Frost Soul Sword at the sunlight, and no answer.

"The Lamp and Candles are indeed unique in their eyes." Holy Mother Wanzi praised. "I will not transform the power of the soul, but I am just curious. Will the soul also have a world of its own, where there are a group of creatures. They can directly use the power of the soul? The Taoist sect says that the soul will completely disappear after forty-nine days after the body dies. Is it possible that they just return to their original world?"

This time Xiao Hao couldn't answer the words, and she only knew so much about her soul.

"When I was still in Ice City, I thought about this question while giving birth. The children I gave birth to look similar and have similar personalities. Who put these similar souls into their bodies? Or can the soul choose their own and take their body by appearance? Can I find a way to control the types of souls? After leaving Ice City, I finally had the opportunity to change the birth method, so that the demon babies each have their own father and their appearance is very different."

Yang Qingyin and others were stunned when they heard this, and finally believed that the Virgin of Wanzi was the strangest demon clan in the world. In comparison, Yi Shijun was normal. Xiao Hao became more and more interested in it the more he heard it. "What did you find out? Does the soul really take its appearance? What kind of soul would like my body like?"

"Sorry, I didn't find anything. I still know nothing about the soul, but I have a small discovery that babies born shortly afterwards are actually willed and very weak. When the baby grows a little older and starts to produce memories, the will disappear."

"What about people like Zuo Liuying and Mu Donger who have roots in the fertility? Their memories can be traced back to the womb. Do you still remember Mu Donger?"

Mu Dong'er kept turning around the Triple Spirits, saying without looking back: "The black and black one. What's there to remember? But I remember my mother often talked to herself at that time..."

"Hmm?" Yang Qingyin cast a stern look.

"As for what I said, I forgot everything. I've grown up, there are too many things." Mu Dong'er was not stupid either.

The Virgin of Wanzi smiled for a while, "I have a guess. Just think about it casually, the soul that the one who has the root of the Vitiligo may be designated."

"Specify? Who specified? Why?" Xiao Hao's questions came one by one.

"I don't know, maybe it was designated by some Taoist priests. After their death, their souls did not dissipate and they were parasitized on the newcomer again, so they began to practice in the womb."

"Are you talking about reincarnation like a demon soul?"

"I don't know this even more. It is said that some human talisman masters can transform their souls and use other people's bodies to prolong their lifespan. What they can do, can Taoist priests do, right? It may not be reincarnation, it may be other means."

Xin Youtao was not there, and he had been replaced by a soul and almost died. Yang Qingyin remembered this incident and suddenly felt that the words of the Holy Mother Wanzi might really make some sense, so she couldn't help but look at her son. There have been prophecies that she would give birth to unique descendants. Although the prophecies of the Yin-Yang Department are mostly unreliable, they must have some real ability to be able to make a single class. If the Taoist priest of the previous generation really arranged some things, the prophecies would have a real foundation, and would no longer just random guesses.

But when she thought that someone might have a soul arranged in her son, she felt disgusted.

The Virgin of Wanzi continued to describe it with a difficult description, "I kept giving birth, checking, and no one fell to the end. I found that the will of some babies was special, but it was not very obvious. Until last year, Kun Dun came to the world and the demon soul entered the cycle of reincarnation. Mu Xingqiu entered the demon-drawing cave. The world was in chaos, and even the soul seemed to be in chaos. I found that the will of the three demon babies were unique one after another."

Everyone in the yard looked at the three-minister, especially Shen Xiuming, who secretly lamented that he had lived for so many years and had been in Taoism for several years, but he didn't expect to hear such incredible words.

"I naturally thought about whether the demon souls were born into my stomach, but the demon souls were one, not three, so I was confused. These wills would disappear soon, and I had to keep them, so I thought of a way to suppress the original souls with new souls and make them produce memories as late as possible. But what happened later was completely beyond my expectations. Except for Pei Zihan, the other two souls were not arranged by me, and the other demon races I sent were killed by Taoists. As for the three souls that can have such powerful power, it is not within my plan, but this does hint, right?"

No one could answer, and even Xiaohao, who had been in the Dingzhuke Department for several years, couldn't speak.

At this moment, Yi Shijun turned around and ended his inspection of the fragments. "There is a real fantasy here, two souls. Are you wondering if you think it's strange?"
Chapter completed!