Chapter 274 The Unchanged Boy

Sun Yulu flew around the pit, stopping seven times in between. Each time, she lit the oil lamp and observed the direction of the flame. Then she narrowed the range and observed again in the inner circle. Finally, she returned to Mu Xingqiu. "Within five miles, there is only one soul that is less than seven days old. I guess this is Qin Lingshuang. There are also fourteen souls that are seven days old but less than forty-nine days old. They are probably left over from the previous battle. The souls can be captured at midnight tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow? That's already the eighth day." Mu Xingqiu looked around. Under the white snow, he could vaguely see the fierce battle scene. It was hard to believe that seven days had passed.

"Not absorbing living souls is the iron rule of Luanjing Mountain. I must wait until the eighth day to cast the spell."

"I heard that after seven days, the soul will gradually lose its memory."

A trace of pity flashed in Sun Yulu's eyes, "Souls are not the continuation of life, nor are they another way of existence. They are like... the echoes in the valley, the aftermath on the water, weakening every moment until they disappear without a trace. The candle spell can prolong this process, but it cannot reverse their weakening trend. I hope you can understand this now. After retrieving Qin Lingshuang's soul, you will face a choice. I hope you choose to let nature take its course."

Mu Xingqiu inherited Fangfang's habit and smiled, "Look, you want to defeat Feng Ruhui and retake Luanjing Mountain, Zuo Liuying and Shen Jixian want to rescue the Grandmaster and the Five Elements disciples, and I have my own plans, so let's Cooperate with each other, but don't interfere with each other. "

Sun Yulu also laughed, "I'm sorry for talking too much. Zuo Liuying reminded me that you have a special magic sword that can be used to bind souls. You don't need to use yourself as a magic weapon."

Mu Xingqiu carried the big sword on his back, and the big sword's clone phantom was stepped on by him, "Zuo Liuying really knows everything."

"He has the ancestral tower and can see many more things."

"This is the magic weapon I just refined more than a month ago. It absorbed a lot of demons in Wangshan."

"This may be the last batch of magic weapons that were infected with demons before Wang was closed." Sun Yulu stared at the sword shape under Mu Xingqiu's feet for a while, "I need to test it. See if it is suitable as a residence for souls."

Mu Xingqiu pulled out the main body of the big sword, holding the hilt with his right hand, holding the sword with his left hand, holding it in front of his chest, and handed it to Sun Yulu, but he didn't mean to let go.

Sun Yulu did not take the sword. She lit a candle and an oil lamp in the air, holding a bronze mirror in each hand, patiently shining the light on the sword, but her eyes were fixed on the flames of the candles. It seemed that she was talking to them.

The two flames were strong and weak, and kept swaying. To Mu Xingqiu, there was no pattern at all, but Sun Yulu's eyes did not blink,

for fear of missing a little information.

After a full quarter of an hour, she put away all the magic tools, "Okay, there will be several Taoist priests from the candle department rushing to Duanliu City tomorrow, and we will bless this sword with the soul-binding spell together. What is its name?"

"It has not been named yet."

"A good sword should not be unknown. This is prepared for Qin Lingshuang, so let's call it 'Frost Soul'."

Mu Xingqiu said nothing.

Sun Yulu continued, "There is one more thing. We only want Qin Lingshuang's soul, although it will inevitably absorb other nearby souls. But the fewer the better, especially not to affect the living people nearby. Someone has to create a circle of forbidden spells. The two chiefs Zuo and Shen are not good enough, and the other Pangshan Taoists are too few. I still need a large number of talisman masters."

The chief is not good enough? Mu Xingqiu was puzzled but did not ask, and Sun Yulu did not explain.

"There are many talisman masters on the other side." When Mu Xingqiu occasionally turned around, he could see the situation on the east bank of Jie River and knew that the various troops had not retreated. Especially in the Huangfu Army camp, there were a large number of talisman masters.

"You have to invite them. Luanjingshan is not familiar with Longbinhui."

"Even at this time, you are unwilling to forget your identity."

"Taoists will not forget anything. We will only ask for help from various Taoist sects. The other Taoist sects rejected us, not because they were completely indifferent, but because we could not agree to their conditions. Only Pangshan is different. Your people are trapped in Luanjingshan. We are helping each other and no one owes anyone anything. Longbinhui is insatiable. It is risky to ask them for help in the name of the Taoist sect, but you are different. You are not only a Taoist priest of Pangshan, but also 'General Mu'."

"I will find a talisman master to help." Mu Xingqiu said.

Sun Yulu nodded, "This is the last day that Qin Lingshuang's soul has all the memories. Although it doesn't make any difference to me, it is impossible for a living person to communicate with a soul, but... this place belongs to you.

The Taoist priest from Luanjing Mountain flew back to the city.

Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, like a picky host who finally sent away the uninvited guest.

It was afternoon, a rare sunny day in a few days, just like the day of the decisive battle, but there was a big pit under Mu Xingqiu's feet, and the bottom of the pit was full of golden solidified copper liquid. Although the heat had long disappeared, the last heavy snow did not leave any traces on it. It was yellow and clear, like a lake reflecting the sunset.

This feeling can be explained in a hundred ways, and each one has nothing to do with the soul, so Mu Xingqiu did not mention it to anyone, but refused to move half a step, for fear that this feeling would disappear. Even if it was just an illusion, he had to keep it.

The sun set, the night was dyed, the moon rose and fell, and Mu Xingqiu floated motionless until the next morning, seven days after Fangfang broke the pill, he finally landed on the ground.

Half of the people in Duanliu City saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh softly at the same time, as if their hearts also dropped.

Under the dilapidated city gate, several Taoist priests were standing there waiting for him. Each of them prepared a few words of comfort. To their surprise, Mu Xingqiu walked towards him with a rosy face and a smile. He had just landed. It was slightly unstable, but it returned to normal after two steps.

He didn't seem to need any comfort at all, and seven days of not eating, drinking, or moving seemed to have any effect on him.

Shen Hao stepped forward. Although he had the heart of a Taoist priest, he was still an inspiratory Taoist priest. He was far from being ruthless and giving up his desires. "We heard about Sun Yulu's intention. Do you really agree... Jushou Fang Fang’s soul?”

"Yes. I agree."

Shen Hao glanced at the other Taoist priests and said, "We all feel that this Sun Yulu is not trustworthy."

Mu Xingqiu nodded and looked around, his eyes lingering on Yang Qingyin's face for a while longer. She was the only one with no confusion or questioning in her eyes, but a suppressed anger.

"So I'm asking you to do me a favor."

"What's the matter? Just ask." Xin Youtao rushed to say.

"Tonight at midnight, the Taoist priests of Luanjing Mountain are going to use the method of soul-binding and soul-pulling. From now on, help me guard the surroundings. Don't let anyone get close, and don't let anyone out during the spell."

Sun Yulu is a Taoist priest from Dinxia, ​​and her helpers are not low-level. It is not easy to stop them, but several Taoist priests from Pangshan happily agreed.

Mu Xingqiu said to Yang Qingyin: "Can you accompany me to the Huang Fu Army camp? I also need some help from some Fu Lu masters."

Yang Qingyin hummed, and Xin Youtao interrupted: "You two don't need to go, I can go, or let my sister help..."

Mu Xingqiu patted Xin Youtao on the shoulder and said, "This is just a small matter. You and the princess don't need to come forward."

Shen Hao and others stayed behind, while Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin flew to the east bank of Jiehe River, keeping silent all the way until they flew over Jiehe River. Yang Qingyin suddenly lowered her height and stopped, and asked seriously: "What on earth are you thinking? This is not like the Mu Xingqiu of before."

"What would I have done in the past?"

"In the past, you practiced heaven-defying techniques, dared to refuse invitations from the Five Elements Department, and did not forget to condense elixirs at the place of use. But now, like a high-level Taoist priest who has practiced for hundreds of years, you seem to have seen through everything. You really have seen through everything. "

"Zuo Liuying once said. Fangfang and I are in a love catastrophe. Unless one of us dies, the other can end the love catastrophe."

Yang Qingyin was slightly startled, "Have you survived the tribulation?"

"No. Zuo Liuying is not omnipotent. He also makes mistakes sometimes. He was born as a Taoist priest and only has cultivation in his eyes. Billions of mortals live in the world, but he turns a blind eye. He cannot imagine a life without cultivation, let alone a life without cultivation. Some people will refuse to practice and endure tribulations.”

"What do you mean? You don't want to survive the disaster?"

"Why should I survive the tribulation? This is the memory Fangfang left for me, and I will keep it forever."

Yang Qingyin looked at Mu Xingqiu, "You know the danger of not being able to survive the disaster, right?"

"I know, this means that every time my cultivation level improves, there is a possibility of becoming a demon, especially when I achieve a higher level of Taoism."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I am not a disciple of the Taoist sect. I am Mu Xingqiu from Yelin Town. I have been riding horses since I was a child. I am a child from a poor family. I will always encounter various accidents in my life. My father used to say, 'Life is not easy. Even rich people always have troubles. At that time, no one loved the poor, the rich looked down on the poor, the government harassed the poor, and even God did not care about the poor, always making rain and snow when you were hungry. Life is not easy for everyone alive. You should all feel lucky that you are not sick and have no disasters, and you should be even more grateful if you have arms and legs. So stop cheating with me and get up and let the horse go. The big stick in your father's hand is not forgiving."

Yang Qingyin listened carefully at first, but in the end she couldn't help laughing, "You want to say that you don't care about being possessed at all?"

"Only those who wear silk and satin will walk carefully with umbrellas on rainy days, for fear of catching a drop of water. Children from poor families want to take off all their clothes and roll in the rain and mud, regardless of whether they are dirty or not. , is there any danger? Zuo Liuying is afraid of all possibilities of being possessed. To me, 'may be possessed' means 'maybe not possessed'. I have nothing to fear."

Yang Qingyin understood a little bit, and a knot in her heart was slowly unraveling. This knot was not formed recently, but had existed for many years. "According to what you said, I am also a rich person, and I can't bear to part with the silk and satin on my body. Don’t dare to get wet in the rain.”

"It's up to you to decide. I just want to keep the Taoist calamity that Fangfang left for me. www.kansh.cIf I become possessed tomorrow and am killed by Zuo Liuying, so what? My life is full of accidents. , Don’t care about one more. Everything that is known is in the hands of the strong, and everything that is unknown is the hope of the weak.”

Yang Qingyin said in shock: "It's really strange. You said you and Zuo Liuying are not from the same place, but you actually said similar things. Xiao Qingtao told me that Zuo Liuying once said, 'The unknown is the best friend of Pangshan Taoism. '.

"That's because the current Pangshan Taoism has become weak." Mu Xingqiu shrugged, not paying attention to the tacit understanding between himself and Zuo Liuying.

"If Qin Lingshuang knew your thoughts in advance, she would still..."

"She can. She is also a born Taoist priest, but she was not born into a Taoist family. She is a 'rich person' and unexpectedly fell in love with me, a 'poor boy'."

Yang Qingyin laughed and found that Mu Xingqiu had not changed. "What should we do now? Will Qu Xungui really help you?"

"Rich people pay, poor boys fight, this is my plan."

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