Wei Suifeng and others didn't know what happened to them in Pixiang Temple, but Qin Mu gritted his teeth, obviously suffering a lot.
Qin Mu told them the location of Yujing City, and while checking the lame man's injuries, he said, "Go ahead and send Pixiang Palace into Yujing City, and leave immediately if you touch the seal on it, don't linger."
"Don't worry, I've been there before, and although I haven't been able to enter the deepest part, I know a little about the layout inside."
Shu Jun said quickly: "With me leading the way, I shouldn't be on a business trip."
Wei Suifeng put away the Pixiang Temple and left with him quickly.
Qin Mu took out the medicinal materials, refined the elixir, and gave it to the cripple. The cripple was weak, and carried Qin Mu through the seal of the Pixiang Palace, causing his life to be damaged and his origin to be cured by Qin Mu. .
But it will take a while to get back to peak condition.
Qin Mu also refined some pills, sorted them into categories, and handed them to Granny Si, who told Granny Si when to give the cripple medicine.
Granny Si was surprised, but she saw that Qin Mu took out the glazed blue sky building and handed it to Yan'er, and invited out the souls of the Southern Emperor, Emperor Ming and others in his vertical eyes, and handed them over to Lan Yutian Xushenghua to take care of them.
Granny Si was taken aback, she quickly pulled Qin Mu over, and said worriedly, "Mu'er, don't scare me. Could it be that you suffered an incurable injury in the palace?"
Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I've been tricked. Mother-in-law, I need to sleep in my dreams for the past few days, and use the Dharma to fight against the invasion of the Yuansheng of Miluo Palace. You will protect me. If I see everything in my dream, I will be chanting sutras." …”
He hesitated for a moment, took out the divine bow and handed it to Granny Si, gritted his teeth and said, "Then shoot my primordial spirit!"
Granny Si's complexion changed drastically, and she threw the bow aside.
Qin Mu hastily said: "I can't die if my Yuanshen is shot, and I can recreate the soul. At worst, I will abolish the cultivation base of the Yuanshen and rebuild it again. If the Yuansage of Miluo Palace uses my power to come out of the Pixiang Palace, I'm afraid Even if the Ten Heavenly Lords join forces, they can't help him! Mother-in-law, if necessary, you must shoot and kill my primordial spirit, don't hesitate!"
Granny Si had a complex expression on her face, she silently picked up the divine bow and handed it to the blind man. The blind man took the divine bow, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I can't do it."
He wanted to hand over the divine bow to the mute, but the mute also shook his head: "I can't do anything to the child I raised..."
"Let me do it."
Granny Si took back the divine bow, took a long breath, and said decisively: "Mu'er was picked up by me back then, it's better for me to do it myself. I'm ruthless!"
She took a few breaths, obviously her heart was not as cruel as she said.
Qin Mu said to Lan Yutian: "Whether to integrate your own remnant soul, you need to make your own decision, and no one else can make the decision for you."
Lan Mitian hesitated and nodded.
Yan'er took away the soul of the Southern Emperor Suzaku, and the mother and daughter finally reunited, so naturally they had a lot to say.
Only Emperor Ming's soul was floating in this strange land, a little confused: "Where is this? Am I dead?"
He looked up to the world, this world was so strange, he didn't even know how long he had been dead, and he didn't know why he came here.
"You don't get out of here!"
A little girl stopped him, looked up at him, and said in a clear and sweet voice, "This is the holy mountain of one hundred thousand, a place beyond the shadow of Youdu, you are a ghost, if you leave here, Tubo will take you to Youdu! You must have done a lot of bad things while you were imprisoned in the Pixiang Palace, right? Tu Bo will whip your ass hard!"
Emperor Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stopped and asked, "Who are you? Why are you blocking me?"
"My name is Hua Xuanxiu, and this is Wen Yuan, my senior brother."
The girl brought a handsome young man and said with a smile: "He is the young leader of my Tiansheng Sect. After a few years of assessment, he can inherit the position of leader. Of course, the old leader is still alive, and the rules of our Tiansheng Sect are the young leader. It is best to kill the old leader, so that he can succeed to the throne in a legitimate way. I am afraid that Wen Yuan will not have this chance, our old leader is strong... "
Patriarch Wen Yuan said helplessly: "That is a bad habit passed down by the past lords who misunderstood Patriarch Wei's teachings. Now that Patriarch Wei has returned, there is no such rule. Emperor Ming, you are now in the state of a ghost, you'd better stay here .When the leader wakes up and finds the fragments of your former physical body, he can recreate your physical body and bring you back to life."
Seeing that the two of them were icy and cute, Emperor Ming couldn't help but felt a sense of closeness in his heart, and said, "I'm just a lonely ghost with no long-term possessions, why don't I teach you brothers and sisters my unique knowledge as compensation..."
Hua Xuanxiu and Wen Yuan looked at each other, then they both raised their heads and asked, "Is it Wulou Good Fortune Mysterious Art?"
Emperor Ming was stunned, nodded his head, and wondered in his heart: "Even a child knows my profound art of perfect creation? What era is it now? Could it be that even my untransmitted secret has become a Chinese cabbage?"
"We've all practiced."
Patriarch Wen Yuan thought for a while, and said: "That's right, when the leader mentioned you before, he said that the reason why you were killed was because you couldn't practice the primordial spirit with your flawless fortune-telling profound art, and couldn't let the primordial spirit accompany the body. It has changed into three heads and six arms. Just as you can't walk now, we will pass on the Chihuang's three-yuanshen immortal consciousness to you."
Emperor Ming's eyes widened, his mind was muddled, he nodded his head in a strange way, and suddenly came to his senses, he asked: "You two little fellow Taoists, what era is it now?"
"Yankang!" Hua Xuanxiu and Patriarch Wen Yuan said in unison.
Lan Yutian looked at his other self, which was Yu Tianzun. At this time, Yu Tianzun was a remnant soul with his memory from millions of years ago. Is it compatible with his own remnant soul and become Yu Tianzun? Some hesitation.
Yu Tianzun was also looking at him, the two teenagers looked almost identical, of course Lan Yutian was a little fatter, and it was difficult for him to lose weight in the smoke.
There is still a childish look on his face, while Yu Tianzun looks much more mature, but his figure is illusory, without a physical body, and his soul is severely damaged.
Lan Yutian looked at this former self in confusion, although the soul was the same, and he was also the consciousness born from this body, but he felt that he was not Yu Tianzun.
Yu Tianzun seemed to see his confusion, smiled gently, and said, "Can you tell me about your experiences over the years?"
Lan Yutian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Sitting on the edge of a cliff, one person and one remnant soul, Lan Yutian slowly talked about his experiences over the years.
From when he was revived and lost all his memories, to when You Tianzun brought him back to Youdu, sent him out of Youdu, and entrusted him to Qin Mu, and then to Qin Mu taking him to various academies and palaces to learn various basic runes .
Then Qin Mu entrusted him to the elders in the disabled village to learn from them, and when the Yankang calamity broke out, he returned to Youdu, and after the calamity, the lame man stole him out of Youdu.
Only then did he realize that the experiences he had encountered in these years were so colorful and unique.
He talked about how he walked around to realize the Tao, accepted many disciples, made many friends, he couldn't help smiling, and stammered to explain to his remnant soul all kinds of weird supernatural powers and thoughts.
He also talked about many of his disciples and the things between himself and his friends, such as the big head Shujun being arrested by the pharmacist, and he was soaked in the medicine tank by the pharmacist for research;
Like an imaginary flower with a blank face, but there is a hot heart in his chest;
Such as Taoist Lin Xuan who is mature and cunning, such as the paranoid and persistent King Mu Ran of Xiaoyu Jing, such as Yan'er, the princess of the Southern Emperor who always likes to serve others, such as Qin Ye, the founding emperor who is obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, such as Qin Ye, who is full of only thoughts. Eat, Qin Fengqing, who communicated with him how to eat delicious food...
He met so many interesting people that he couldn't help laughing out loud while talking.
He didn't know why he had so many things to say. Although Yu Tianzun was his remnant soul, he felt like his own elder brother.
Yu Tianzun listened with a smile, Lan Yutian didn't finish telling his own story when he talked about the sunset, and then talked about the rising sun from the sunset.
Dongfang vomits white.
Yu Tianzun asked: "Are you not in danger?"
"My brother carried it for me."
Lan Yutian looked back at Qin Mu who was falling asleep, and murmured: "He has shouldered it all, no matter how big the danger is, he has carried it with all his strength. He wants me to concentrate on enlightenment, and doesn't want those disputes to disturb me. He doesn't want me to get involved in those disputes. I know his intentions... "
"do you know?"
Yu Tianzun propped his hands on the ground, leaned back, looked at the white sky, looked at himself next to him, smiled and said: "My experience is different from yours. Before the Dragon Han era, there were too many sufferings for the human race. Survival Difficult. I used to wish that all the sufferings of the human race would be borne by someone and a hero. Later, I found that no one would be the hero. So I stood up. If no one would be the hero, then I would do it. "
His eyes were full of spirituality. Although it was a period of suffering, he said it very easily, and said softly: "I have to work hard, and I have to distract myself from thinking about how to make the race stronger while improving my own strength." When I become strong, how can I find life in the thousands of dead situations. I always feel tired, physically and mentally tired. For this ideal, I must give up my path of seeking the Tao and wait for more strong human beings. rise up."
He stood up, faced the rising sun, and opened his arms: "You are luckier than me. There are more people standing up in this era. They are heroes and heroes. They have carried the burden for you and carried the burden for you. Alright. Seeker Lan Mitian, you are the real Lan Mitian!"
His figure is slowly becoming transparent, and his memory is like a fleeting cloud of smoke.
He looked back and looked at Lan Yutian with a pure smile on his face.
"I am not the real Lan Yutian, I am just Lan Yutian who was suppressed by the times and changed by the times. Yu Tianzun, after all, is just a memory of Lan Yutian."
He waved to Lan Mitian, saying goodbye to himself in this era.
Lan Yutian hurriedly got up, but saw Yu Tianzun disappearing quickly, leaving only his honest and gentle voice.
"This memory will delay you and make you the old me. The past memory, let it be annihilated along with history..."
Lan Yutian stretched out his hand to grab him, but he didn't catch him, only a few wisps of his own soul.
Wisps of remnant souls sensed his soul, penetrated into his body, and merged with him.
Lan Yutian looked at the rising sun, tears streaming down his face unconsciously.
He felt like he had lost something, but also like he had gained something.
He walked towards the sun, the sun was gradually dazzling, he raised his hand to cover the sun, and saw Qin Mu sitting on the ground, with a series of dreams expanding outward.
There will be an update at night, because this chapter has more than 3,200 words, and I can't bear to divide it...