"Amitabha." Jueyue chanted softly again, silent for a long time.

The light was dark and dark for several rounds, until a stream of light flew from a distance. After the light disappeared, an old man with white hair and hair tied with a hairpin as a hairpin was walked out of it.

The man looked at Jueyue and seemed to be looking at something. Jueyue also came to his senses, folded his hands together, bowed slightly to him, and said, "Senior Mu."

"Your condition is a little wrong, what's wrong?" said Master Mu from Wanlin Valley.

"When I was chasing the green lion in Nanzhou, the man once gave me the method of changing the soul and changing the soul, but the monk seemed to have taken the wrong path. Now that evil thoughts have arisen, his heart is covered with dust, and he no longer has a clear mirror, and he will never take the last step." Jueyue said according to the truth.

"Hongyue or Xiao Chengwu?" Zun Mu frowned.

"Senior Hongyue." Jueyue said.

"It's him! I knew that this guy would not make everyone feel at ease even if he died. Hongyue was so determined. It seems that he had some relationship with Yu Xing a long time ago, otherwise how could he set up a plan to harm you? Could it be that he wanted Yu Xing to imitate the old story of Wan Jian?" Master Mu said with fear.

"It should be so. But this is also my wish. Senior Xiao sat in the pagoda for hundreds of years, and realized it once and realized it and discovered the confusion. Although the concept he upholds is different from the four masters, this is the understanding of each person, and there is no mistake or right. Over the years, I have been wondering who I am, Jueyue, is a demon soul or a mysterious tragedy?" Jueyue said with a little puzzled look.

That Xuanbei is a divine monk in the White Horse Temple. The relics left by him were used by the four men of Sarakus to entrust a demon soul, and this relics are born with Jueyue.

So the situation of Jueyue is that you have me and I have you, and I have you, and the three will not be distinguished for a moment.

"You are yourself, you are the self and the self, it has nothing to do with anything else. In the past, in the pagoda forest, Xiao Chengwu once asked the four men of Ku Tuo what practices and what Buddhas are? Since the Buddha is compassionate, why did they stand by and watch the clans cause harm to Nanzhou and treat sentient beings as pigs and dogs? Although I don't know how your four masters answered at that time, a few years later, Xiao Chengwu suddenly realized and used his simple knife to break the pagoda and cut off the mountain gate. More than ten years later, the news of Hongyue, Xuanshan, Xiao Chengwu and the others destroying the clans were sent back from Nanzhou. Have you ever heard of how the clans answered?" Mr. Mu recalled.

"No, the masters kept their mouths tightly." Jueyue said.

"Is that so? No wonder they asked me to come today. I must have not thought about how to face you! I don't know what happened between them, but judging from what happened later, Xiao Chengwu followed Jueyue, and Xuanshan did not find the answer in his heart, otherwise he would not have practiced the method of changing the essence and soul, and divided another fellow Taoist Xiao to support his other side." Venerable Mu said suddenly.

"Is that so? Then what will my answer be, and where?" Jueyue whispered, ignoring the Mu Master in front of her as if she was talking to herself.

"You have to find it yourself, I can't help you with this." said Master Mu.

"This is natural, the little monk understands." Jueyue said.

"That's good. Actually, I've been a little confused over the past few hundred years! Why did the thirty-six mysterious souls differentiated from the mysterious souls that were used by the Demon Lord, and the situation of Wan Jian and Yu Xing? Thousands of years ago, why did Wan Jian count the demon body and suppress it in different places?" asked Master Mu.

"Senior asked me this. How could I know about thousands of years of things? The mysterious souls separated by the demon body are different, and their memories have not been passed down. However, as for Wan Jian and Yu Xing's mystery in the womb, it was just an accident. When the mysterious soul's body was not settled, it was just a matter of instinct." Jueyue said.

Just as the two of them were having a Q&A answer, Jueyue suddenly looked into the distance and said in a deep voice: "Two more fellow Taoists have fallen."

"Can you feel who it is in at which direction?" asked Mr. Mu hurriedly.

"It's still in the coastal direction, maybe a little further away, the distance is too far, the sensing is blurred, and it's impossible to determine where it is? The time a few years ago should have been Hai Dafu. Now the aura of the two people is a little strange. I have never seen them before. They should be the two fellow Taoists who have never appeared before. I have never felt the improvement of my own cultivation. These two should have been killed by other fellow Taoists. I wonder which one did it?" Jueyue said.

"Damn it, since it's in that direction, it's either Cao Xiu or Ye Ning, the two mysterious soul cultivators." Venerable Mu said in a deep voice.

"It seems that something will happen later. Senior Mu, let's go back and discuss with the four masters. If you continue to be stalemate with Yu Xing, you will only be able to reap the benefits of others." Jueyue said.

"Okay, follow me." Venerable Mu said. With a wave of his sleeve, a vortex-like space crack appeared in front of him. Then he wrapped Jueyue with magic power and flew into it.

The next moment, the two appeared in the holy city where the Golden Sword Tribe in Hanhai Moyuan was located. In less than a cup of tea, they used the ancient teleportation array here to return to the White Horse Temple in the Western Desert.

After the two walked out of the magic circle, they flew into the air and came to the pagoda forest on the back mountain of White Horse Temple.

Jueyue walked into an extremely ancient blue brick pagoda with a familiar voice, followed the wooden staircase circling in the pagoda, and walked slowly up.

When he arrived at the top floor, he saw an old monk with wrinkles on his face sitting cross-legged and meditating.

"It's Jueyue, you are here. Is there anything urgent to do? You have to hurry back." Kuang said slowly, only the whites of his eyes could be seen, and no light could be seen.

Jueyue sat cross-legged and said what had just happened.

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Cao Xiu, who was in Binhai City, was practicing in a cave with rich spiritual energy in Lianggu Peak. He suddenly looked towards the South China Sea and then crushed a mysterious bead as big as a baby's fist.

After half a cup of tea, a light of light fell in front of the stone gate of his cave. Then Qin Feng took several feet and appeared in front of Cao Xiu in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Qin Feng asked.

"Things have changed. Two fellow Taoists fell in the direction of Beihai. Those two are extremely strange and are not old acquaintances! It is very likely that two fellow Taoists who have appeared. It seems that two more fellow Taoists have been relieved. It's great!" Cao Xiu said slowly.

"Is it because of Ye Ning, the Black Turtle clan, who did it?" Qin Feng frowned.

"I may not have met Ye Ning before, I wonder if it is?" Cao Xiu said.

"Since that's the case, when I call Qinghe Yudan back, I will go to the Black Turtle Clan in the North Sea together. No matter whether it is, the mysterious soul cultivator has fallen, and your sense of emotion between you may be able to find Ye Ning. At that time, we will entangle Ye Yuan and the other three, and Ye Ning will be handled by you and Jifeng and Shimeng to see if there is a chance to get rid of this guy. If the situation is wrong, you will escape immediately and don't worry about Jifeng Shimeng and the others." Qin Feng said.

"This is natural. But the chance is slim. If those two fellow Taoists were killed by Ye Ning, then their cultivation level is probably better than me, and maybe I will die at that time." Cao Xiu said with a smile.

"You should take your life more seriously. After all, it is not easy for you and me to get to this day." Qin Feng said, and he sat cross-legged and faced with Cao Xiu.

"As a demon soul, the end is already destined. It is born from the demon body, and it will eventually return to the demon body. Now there is only the last few years left, and it doesn't matter. In the dark, the throbbing of my soul is getting stronger and stronger. It should be the mysterious soul that is affecting me. Don't worry, I will do my best to help you, but I just hope that one day, you can ask the demon Lord openly what he treats us demon souls, what am I?" Cao Xiu said without any haste.

"If you have the chance, I will." Qin Feng said.

"Just just joke, don't take it seriously. There is not a Mahayana monk among the monks. You and I are too far away from that existence. Besides, if you use His power to ascend to the spiritual world, the price can be imagined, and it is impossible to escape his control. As a demon soul, my fate is already destined, and it is no wonder that Wan Jian and Yu Xing, who had wanted to resist. It's just a pity that before I escaped into this body, I was confused, otherwise I would have to fight and throw myself into the mother's womb to compete for the opportunity to become a real creature, rather than just a pitiful derivative of a secret technique." Cao Xiu shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, I will do it." Qin Feng said with great affirmation.

Hearing Qin Feng say this, Cao Xiu suddenly laughed, his laughter getting louder and louder, so that a few tears appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Do you know? Has anyone ever said that you are very conflicted, sometimes you are really naive, sometimes you are so cruel. You treated your disciple like this hundreds of years ago, and now you treat the person in the Zhang family the same way. Are you bleeding all the time? Is it sad? Can't let go of Qin Xiangshan's affairs?" Cao Xiu laughed and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pointing to Qin Feng's chest and said.

"I don't know what's up! How long have you lived? The bridge I crossed is longer than the road you walked." Qin Feng pushed Cao Xiu's hand away, stood up, turned around and walked out.

"Wait for me, are you angry? Is it because of me that you can't give up your heart and emotions? Don't worry, in a few years, you will be able to let go after I leave." Cao Xiu stood up and chased after him, holding him on Qin Feng's shoulder.

"Stop being self-indulgent." Qin Feng said impatiently.

"If I go to Qinghuo Valley, I will tell that fellow Daoist Zhang what kind of person you are. Would it be interesting to tell me about things?" Cao Xiu said.

"Be careful I will kill you." Qin Feng responded coldly.

"Really? That's a big deal!" Cao Xiu said with a smile.

Qin Feng's silent voice.

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When Jueyue in Baima Temple, Cao Xiu and others in Binhai City each had their own senses, they were on a small island in the North Sea.

Mingyu held a white handkerchief indifferently and slowly wiped the sword body. In the two ice coffins beside him, two middle-aged monks, one man and one woman, were lying in the coffin, with a wound piercing through his chest.

The extremely majestic inspiration was gushing out of the two bodies, accompanied by a wisp of blood and rushing out of the two bodies, completely integrated into Mingyu's body.

He was originally in the late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, and now he killed two more demon souls and plundered all of the other party. His aura suddenly increased a lot, so that the wind and clouds gradually gathered over the North Sea, and the spirit tide surged.

But suddenly, the surging spiritual tide dispersed like a tide.

In that small island is a hundred miles apart, there is no spiritual energy at this moment, and it has become a place of utterly spiritual power.

Without the huge spiritual energy, after the two mysterious soul cultivators dissipated into ashes, Mingyu's breath also stopped abruptly, stopped at the last step, took one step to transform into the gods, but the other foot was still in the middle of the Nascent Soul period.

Even though he swallowed several bottles of precious pills with lean mana in a row, it was useless.

"Give up, the normal path of cultivation in the Xiaohuan Realm has long been cut off." Xiao Chengwu, who was close to him, said slowly.

"What a pity, it would be great if I could reach the level of transformation of God this time. But I still have to thank the Venerable, the two mysterious soul cultivators. In this way, whether it is Jueyue or Yuxing, I will have the strength to fight." Mingyu nodded and said, his whole face was constantly squirming with blood, and dense bloodshots, forming a pair of extremely complex and mysterious secret patterns, and then slowly disappeared into the flesh.

He did not show any disappointment, after all, this matter was already expected.

Xiao Chengwu felt the dispersed demonic aura on the entire island, and was a little shaking. He said, "The secret technique you passed on is really wonderful. It can imitate the demonic aura of the Xuan Turtle clan so vividly. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. No wonder you could hide under Hongyue's nose for so long."

"It's just an inconspicuous method that can change slightly." Mingyu said. With the method he inherited from the demon body, he changed his breath, bone age, and other conditions, so that he could stay in the Red Moon Tower.

Otherwise, a cultivator who is six or seven hundred years old and has a late stage of Nascent Soul would be extremely obvious!

"If this is inconspicuous, then there is nothing in the Xiaohuan Realm now. Okay, let's leave early, Ye Yuan and the others might be coming here. White Horse Temple may come a little later, but Qinghe Yu Dan and the others should be soon. By then, these monks will collide together, and there will be a good show." Xiao Chengwu said.

After saying that, after the traces of General Xiao Chengwu himself disappeared, he turned around and stepped into the crack of the space he had opened up.

Mingyu gathered the demonic aura emitted by himself nearby. After it was exposed, he immediately followed in without hesitation.

Not long after the two of them walked, a giant dark green tortoise twenty or thirty feet high surface of the turbulent sea on the island surfaced. Two space cracks appeared not far away, and two ferocious dragons, one green and one black, one seventy or eighty feet long, rushed out from them.

"Ye Yuan, what happened?" Qing Jiao Ao Yu asked.
Chapter completed!