Chapter 1089: Great Fire of Tibetan
Mu Xingqiu's tenth spell exited the mirror.
In the sky, the wind of magic transformed into the shape of Qin Lingshuang, several feet tall, but her appearance was more beautiful and gentle than ever before. She bent down towards the Patriarch Tower and called softly in a dreamy voice: "Xiaoqiu. "
The last doubt in Yang Qingyin's heart disappeared and she said loudly: "That's not the real Qin Lingshuang, Mu Xingqiu, be careful!"
Mu Xingqiu looked up at Qin Lingshuang's phantom. Of course, this was not the real her, but there was something real in her smile and her breathing, which was the same as the fragrance in Yelin Town.
He didn't move or speak. All nine of the ten functions were hesitating, recalling the fun and fighting side by side not long ago. Only one of them was questioning the two Qins Lingshuang in the two mirrors.
The phantom's fingers gently brushed against the Patriarch's Pagoda, and Mu Xingqiu felt his pores relax again and feel happy. This was a real emotion and there was no need to pretend.
"You think this is unfair, don't you? You remember me, but you don't remember her, and she is the mother of your child, so you can't make a choice. It's time for you to retrieve all your memories."
"Can you give me a memory?" Mu Xingqiu asked.
Qing Lingshuang's smile grew wider, "Of course not. You said that when you think of a fire, you can recall all your memories. I have been helping you find the source of the fire, and I finally found it. It turns out that it is on me."
"On you?"
"That's right, so you made your choice a long time ago. When you performed the Tibetan Technique in the Demon-Breaking Cave, you already made your choice to closely connect your memory with the person you care about most."
Qin Lingshuang's phantom stretched out its other hand, pointed at Yang Qingyin, and said in the same gentle voice: "Let you come first. Mu Xingqiu's great hidden fire must be on you or me. That is the most important thing before he loses his memory." At the time of life and death, what he fears most is forgetting one person, so he associates all his memories with this person."
Yang Qingyin stared at the phantom coldly and repeated: "You are not Qin Lingshuang."
"That's because you have only seen me on the surface. We have never been friends. If Xiao Qingtao stood here, she would remember me now. Xiao Qiu also recognized me, so he had no doubts. Yang Qingyin, you should You know what happens when you fall in love with someone, don’t your parents and teachers think you are a bit strange?”
Yang Qingyin was startled and speechless. The black phoenix in the sky flapped its wings vigorously, but no sound came out of its mouth.
"Use your fire to evoke Mu Xingqiu's memory. This is the simplest and most direct answer. It is truer than any words."
Yang Qingyin was moved. No matter whether Qin Lingshuang was true or false, her words were correct after all. The person to whom Mu Xingqiu tied all his memories at this critical moment must be the person he cared about the most in his heart. If Mu Xingqiu It was Qin Lingshuang who "chosen" at that time. Yang Qingyin could understand and would never continue fighting.
She clearly remembers the relationship between Mu Xingqiu and Qin Lingshuang back then.
The lunar fire became stronger, which was Yang Qingyin's best spell.
Mu Xingqiu stood blankly on the top of the Patriarch Tower, at a loss and a bit embarrassed. Only his tenth purpose was to keep calm, observe the development of the situation, wait for a turning point, and also be curious about what all his memories are. On whose body.
The tenth spell stood quietly behind two mirrors.
Yang Qingyin shook her head, and the lunar fire dimmed. She remembered that she learned the lunar fire from Mr. Yishi. After that, she and Mu Xingqiu spent less time together and separated more, and rarely used this skill in front of him. Law.
She sent out another ball of fire, the Five Elements Fire, which is compulsory for almost all disciples of the Honglu Branch. It was the first offensive spell she learned, and it was also the method she used in several fights with Mu Xingqiu.
The fireball flew towards the Patriarch Tower. After many years, Yang Qingyin's magic power was far stronger than hers back then. She tried her best to preserve her strength, but the fireball was still vigorous, like a beast learning hunting skills for the first time.
The fireball stopped in front of Mu Xingqiu.
He stared at the fireball for a while, but couldn't retrieve any memory. He stretched out his arm and grabbed the fireball. He was no longer the little Taoist priest who hadn't even condensed the inner elixir. The fireball gradually extinguished in his hand.
There are still no new memories in my mind.
"Perhaps it should be on Mu Dong'er." The black phoenix in the sky finally couldn't help but speak. She could see clearly that the fireball did not bring changes to Mu Xingqiu.
Yang Qingyin shook her head again. This was the result. She had nothing to say, let alone get entangled. She raised her head, indicating that her attempt was over.
Qin Lingshuang's phantom nodded slightly to her, turned into a breeze, and followed several balls of fire back into the mirror. Then she sent out another ball of fire, which was also a fireball. It was smaller than a fist, round and seamless, and it was difficult to tell the up and down. It's fire, but it actually looks more like a red orb.
Of course Mu Xingqiu remembered it. This was one of the memory fragments forced on him by Kun Chaos. The scene from that year was still vivid in his mind.
The fireball flew straight into Mu Xingqiu's Niwan Palace without stopping, and then exploded.
Memories came in like a tide, so many that Mu Xingqiu even felt like he was suffocating. He had to suck in all the tide before he could breathe fresh air again.
Cultivation couldn't help at this time. Like ordinary people, he desperately needed to breathe.
Mu Xingqiu held the wall with one hand and pressed the basin with the other, absorbing the memories of Niwan Palace into his mind, and everything came back.
Qin Lingshuang's phantom appeared in the air again, pointing her right hand at Mu Xingqiu, "The only ones who can defeat Kun Chaos are you and me, Xiaoqiu. This is our responsibility and the meaning of our existence."
Mu Xingqiu turned his gaze to Yang Qingyin. He could see the disappointment in her eyes, and also her strength. Her expression at this moment was very much like his mother many years ago, not the current Spirit King. That was Yang Qingyin who had sent out fireballs to chase him in the Horse Herding Valley.
Mu Xingqiu smiled at her.
Yang Qingyin was stunned, and the phantom of Qin Lingshuang froze in the air.
"Thank you." Mu Xingqiu said to Qin Lingshuang.
"You actually said these three words to me?"
"Because you are not the real her."
The gentle expression on the phantom's face disappeared, and became stern, with a hint of anger, "You tied your memory to me, but gave your trust to Yang Qingyin?"
"My memory has always been with her. It was her fire that found everything back." Mu Xingqiu raised his hand to his forehead, slowly moved away, and grabbed a ball of fire. It was Qin Lingshuang's fire, and he restored it to its original state.
Mu Xingqiu spread his palms, "The first layer of fire is the secret fire of the forbidden secret department."
The fire bead emitted a ball of light, no longer round and seamless, and the flame rose upwards, which was not much different from ordinary magic fire, but it made a slight crackling sound.
"This is the spell fire of the mind-reading department."
The crackling sound stopped, and the fireball emitted light again. The shell of the spell fire also disappeared, revealing a pure spell fireball, which became slightly larger and was exactly the same as the fireball that Yang Qingyin had sent before.
"This is my spell." Yang Qingyin said in surprise. At this moment, she could even gain control of this fireball.
Qin Lingshuang's phantom remained silent coldly.
"Your spell has been swapped." Mu Xingqiu said, and smiled at Yang Qingyin again.
Yang Qingyin was in no mood to laugh, "How is this possible?"
"You didn't even use 10% of your magic power, and what you emitted was just an ordinary five-element fire, and she also has a hidden spell. Not long ago, it was this hidden spell that fought with you outside the city. It has the ability to replace your fireball silently."
Yang Qingyin was so shocked that she couldn't speak, but the black phoenix in the sky let out a loud cry.
Mu Xingqiu didn't want to expose his tenth spell, so he said, "It's actually very simple. Kun Dun once stuffed Fang Fang's memories into my brain. Those memories are real, but where did he get them? Everyone thinks Kun Dun is omnipotent, but I don't think he has ever taken my memories. In his eyes, I am a trivial trouble and not worth taking so seriously."
Mu Xingqiu paused for a moment and stared at the phantom in the air, "There is another more reasonable explanation. That is not my memory at all, but Fang Fang's memory."
The phantom smiled, "When you retrieved all the memories, did you find the difference between the two?"
Mu Xingqiu nodded, but didn't tell the whole truth. He deliberately compared the two memories because he found that the phantom swapped the fireball, not the other way around.
Both of them are Taoist priests, and their memories are extremely accurate, with almost no difference, but there is still a little difference. In Qin Lingshuang's memory, Xiao Qiu's image is clearer, and in Mu Xingqiu's own memory, Fang Fang, who smiled with her mouth covered, is always in the center of the scene.
"Who is she?" Yang Qingyin asked, and the Taiyin fire in front of her became strong again.
"Who are you? Did you pretend to be Kun Dun, or did Kun Dun take away your memory?" Mu Xingqiu also questioned.
"You have recovered all your memories, but you still can't recognize me?" The phantom said with some sadness.
"You are Fang Fang who is possessed by a demon."
"There is no so-called demon, Mu Xingqiu, this is the real me, you are just like ordinary people, you only look at the appearance, not the true heart, when the true heart is revealed, you feel surprised and can't accept it." The sadness of the phantom disappeared and turned into anger, "This is your choice, Mu Xingqiu, you are not worthy of joining forces with me, you are like the whole world, not worth lingering!"
The phantom digested, and ten balls of fire appeared in the air, no longer gentle and harmless game techniques, but Taoist magic with powerful power.
"That's right, you are not possessed by the devil. You are invaded by the devil. Kun Dun sent out the tenth spell through you. He sacrificed the Great Light Mirror and controlled you with the Unextinguishable Furnace and the Instant Platform." Mu Xingqiu, who had recovered all his memories, did not feel weaker. He realized that Qin Lingshuang's tenth spell was not cast by the mind illusion, but came from another will.
"Today is the day you die for me." Qin Lingshuang's voice came from the mirror. She didn't feel that she was controlled at all.
Ten balls of fire rushed towards Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin respectively. This was the real Taiyin Fire, which came from the Unextinguishable Furnace. The mark in the magic weapon recognized the will of the owner and went all out without any reservation.
Yang Qingyin also sent out the Taiyin Fire that had been accumulated for a long time, but as soon as she left her hand, she knew that she would definitely lose. Her spells were powerless to fight against the Unextinguishable Furnace.
Mu Xingqiu did not resist at all. He might not be Qin Lingshuang's opponent now. Coupled with Kun Dun's own will, he had no chance of winning.
He placed all his hopes on the undiscovered tenth spell and on Fangfang's awakening.
The tenth spell had already entered a mirror.