Chapter 298: City of Souls

Mu Xingqiu saw a city full of souls. Souls are invisible, so he just walked in an empty city, vaguely aware of the existence of something around him. To be more precise, he did not walk, but stood still. A city rushed towards him, and streets, houses, and trees passed by one after another.

The layout of the city is very similar to that of Duanliu City, but it is larger, almost ten times as large.

This is a lively city, and it is a bit like the Baizhang City of Xijie Country that he had visited a few years ago. It is bustling, and those invisible souls walked past his body, making sounds like the rustling of fallen leaves. It is these sounds that make Mu Xingqiu believe that they are all souls.

"General Mu." From time to time, a vague and intimate call came out, which further confirmed his guess.

The city continued to pass by, and before he knew it, Mu Xingqiu was already standing on the dilapidated city wall. Outside the city was a silent desert, flat and endless. Occasionally, a breeze blew up a gust of sand, adding a touch of vitality to the desert. He was wondering what he was looking at when two armies suddenly appeared in the desert, one was the Xuanfu Army of the human vassal state, and the other was the demon army with horns and bones.

The two armies walked towards each other calmly, without running or shouting. After meeting, they raised their weapons and stabbed the enemy calmly, like farmers forking bundles of grass. The slower one fell down, and the faster one continued to move forward until he was also stabbed.

Soon, the wilderness was full of corpses, and the blood painted the monotonous earth into a red lake.

"Such a war is meaningless, you are sending yourself to die!" Mu Xingqiu said loudly. He paid more attention to the human soldiers and shouted at them: "Charge, charge, kill the enemy, and you will survive!"

No one listened to him, and the battle continued calmly. When the dead fell, the helmets scattered, revealing the faces inside, some of whom Mu Xingqiu was familiar with, including Zhang Lingsheng from Jinghu Village, Shen Tongyou from Yelin Town, and some soldiers from Duanliu City.

Mu Xingqiu finally became convinced that he was in a city of the dead, and the souls trapped in the sword were reenacting their own deaths. But he didn't understand why he was sitting by the fire of prophecy and should be seeing the future, so why did the past appear?

Not long after, his view changed. More and more people died, and new faces began to appear.

Daliang Shen Xiuming should be recovering in Duanliu City, but he fell in a pool of blood in front of Mu Xingqiu, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe his own death.

The princess of Xijie lost the trustworthy smile on her face, was stabbed by a spear, and fell on her back.

Every mortal that Mu Xingqiu knew fell down,

even the rough man named Tietou, who was also expressionless. There was no struggle.

The blood on the ground really accumulated into a lake, and the Taoists came, thousands of them, and fell to the ground. Wading through the blood, casting spells at the demons on the opposite side, and the demons fell in groups, but in a continuous stream. Finally met the Taoists.

Taoists also fell down, including Xin Youtao, Shen Hao, Xiao Qingtao, Yang Qingyin, Zuo Liuying, etc. Their bodies were lighter than mortals, floating on the blood lake, swinging among the corpses like duckweed.

Mu Xingqiu was shaking all over, too many deaths, even though he knew that these deaths were false, he was still heartbroken, these were people he knew, his companions, his friends.

"Xiaoqiu." A voice lighter than a falling leaf came.

Mu Xingqiu turned around suddenly, and a huge city appeared in front of him, which seemed more crowded than before, but there was still no living creature.

"Xiaoqiu." The voice sounded again, so familiar that it melted his heart, "Look at yourself, look at yourself..."

The voice disappeared completely, and Xiaoqiu felt that he was blown by the wind. He left the place, but his body remained.

He had this experience before. It was the feeling of the soul leaving the body when the upper dantian Niwan Palace was cleared. He saw himself again, but this time it was different. He not only saw his body, but also could see through the inside of his body. He saw the mercury-like mana flowing slowly in the meridians. The light yellow inner elixir the size of a pigeon egg in the lower dantian rotated at a uniform speed without stopping for a moment. There were two strange gases in the middle dantian Jianggong and the upper dantian Niwan Palace. He had never heard of what this was.

The gas was milky white and emitted a faint light. You had to look carefully to find that they were rotating very slowly.

"What is this?" Mu Xingqiu asked. Just like before, when he encountered something he didn't understand, he always asked Fangfang for advice.

"Do you know what this is." A familiar voice said.

Mu Xingqiu watched carefully and gradually understood something, but he felt that it was not enough, so he entered the state of imagination again in the illusion. It was at this time that he found that he could see the real scene. That was when Shen Geng was teasing the bald man. Mu Xingqiu wanted to break free from the illusion created by the fire of prophecy, but fell into the battlefield outside the city.

Reality and illusion overlapped, and Shen Geng stood in a pool of blood and proudly declared that he would surpass Lan Binghu within 30 years.

Mu Xingqiu fell into a double illusion, where the real scene also became an illusion. If it continued, the number of illusions would increase, and he would eventually be crushed and swallowed.

Mu Xingqiu struggled out, without the reminder of others or help, and got rid of the second illusion with his own will and efforts. He could see himself again. The two groups of gas in the Crimson Palace and the Niwan Palace were like ripe fruits, falling into the lower Dantian, merging into one, wrapping the inner elixir, and suddenly burning. The inner elixir turned faster and faster inside, expanding, shrinking, and returning to its original state.

Both changes happened very quickly, and Mu Xingqiu understood what it meant at once.

That was when they were in Duanliu City. The head of the Five Elements Department of Pangshan gave each disciple who had made contributions to defending the city a Dao Fire Baby Pill. Mu Xingqiu was the first to take effect after taking it. He had already reached the seventh level of breathing, but because of a momentary impulse, he dropped back to the fifth level of breathing. But the potential stimulated by the Dao Fire Baby Pill did not disappear, but remained in the Crimson Palace and the Niwan Palace.

Mu Xingqiu did rise from the first level of the illusion to the second level, but that had nothing to do with the Dao Fire Baby Pill, it was all his original strength.

The white gas changed twice, indicating two futures. One is the Dao Fire Quenching Pill, which pushes the inner pill further. This is what most Taoists dream of. The other is to transform gas into water and enhance the power of mind illusion. Only Mu Xingqiu will encounter this choice.

The city and the translucent crowd in the city gradually dissipated like quicksand. This was about to get rid of the fire of prophecy. There was only one potential, which could be used to temper the elixir or to enhance the illusion. It was extremely difficult to improve the inner elixir. With such an opportunity, he should have chosen the former without hesitation. But what Mu Xingqiu needed most now was to improve the illusion, because he had to identify Fangfang among many souls. One day, he would enter the Frost Soul Sword with the help of Siming Ding. He hoped to see the appearance of the soul at that time, even if it was just a rough appearance.

Mu Xingqiu woke up. The process of double illusion and turning gas into water to enhance the illusion consumed a lot of his energy, but he did not feel tired. Instead, he had an urge to cast a spell. He challenged Shen Geng. Then he said to the bald man, "I'll catch him later and let you take a bite."

The bald man nodded happily, "Take a hard bite."

Shen Geng snorted briefly, "I gave you a chance. Not once, but twice and three times, but you refused again and again."

"To threaten with death is not an opportunity." Mu Xingqiu retreated with the bald man. He wanted to distance himself. "You fight for yourself, I fight for Erliang and Baldy. Maybe you are a better Taoist than me, but you are not qualified to live in this world. You want to save this world, but it is actually another way of saying destruction."

After fifteen steps, Mu Xingqiu stopped, swung his right hand, and showed a black whip.

"Are you not going to use the sword yet?" Shen Geng did not need a magic weapon. The Liuguang Treasure Mirror was very effective for self-defense, but it was not very useful for attacking. He would rather go empty-handed. "You don't need qualifications to live, you need strength."

Shen Geng's hands formed claws, and a large area of ​​wild grass under his feet withered immediately. He was about to cast a magic spell, but there was no trace of evil thoughts. After leaving Yangshen Peak, this was his third fight with Mu Xingqiu. He knew everything about him, so there was no need to test him again.

"What a pity." Lan Binghu sighed in vain, "Could this be Zuo Liuying's trick, to let a Taoist priest from Pangshan die here, and then frame him?"

"The bald man will witness everything, hand him over to Zuo Liuying, so that you can stay out of it." Mu Xingqiu said, but his eyes were always fixed on Shen Geng, and the several-foot-long whip hung on the ground.

"I will prove that Xiaoqiu defeated Shen--Ouch." Before the bald man finished speaking, he was called over by Lan Binghu.

"That's right, you are a witness, you have to stay with me, don't die inexplicably. The fight between the two young Taoist priests from Pangshan is all their personal grudges, it has nothing to do with me, I treat everyone equally, the Fire of Prophecy is such a good thing, others want to use it but have no chance yet." Lan Binghu suddenly raised his voice and said to the casual cultivators around him: "Watch out, although you are just mortals with only a variety of inner elixirs, you know some magic after all, and can see things that ordinary people can't see. Observing the fight between Taoist priests, smart people will benefit a lot from it."

The casual cultivators' eyes have long been fixed on the two Taoist priests, ｋash.co afraid of missing a glance, Shen Geng attracted more attention, he just showed his strength and blocked the three attacks of the King of Dharma, the casual cultivators think the chance of winning is higher.

The bald man struggled for a few times, but couldn't get out of Lan Binghu's grasp. He had to give up and shouted, "Brother Xiaoqiu, beat him hard!"

Shen Geng cast a spell first, and the withered grass under his feet suddenly expanded again. Then a huge black light rubbed the surface and rushed towards the enemy, leaving a burnt mark.

Having just learned to control magic with Dao Fire, Shen Geng was not proficient in using the new power. Once he exerted his full strength, a lot of it leaked to the surroundings. Even these leaked powers made the scattered cultivators flying in the air terrified, and they cast spells to protect themselves. Many people were forced to land and dared not to watch.

Mu Xingqiu had just obtained new power. He had risen to the third level of the illusion and could do three things at the same time. For him, there were many options for attack and defense, but he, like Shen Geng, was eager to taste the feeling of a full-strength attack.

One arm, one whip, no defense, no tricks, straight to the magic, the lightning attached to the whip illuminated the entire peak.

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