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Rin Mu is playing a song of Xiaoxiang with Qin Kei.

More than a hundred years is enough time for Rin Mu to learn to play the piano, and the piano is also to learn the music theory of this difficult situation that is completely different from the demon city.

Being able to have a common topic is decisive for the promotion of the relationship between the two, at least the two have cultivated an unusual tacit understanding over the years, and often one action can know each other's minds.

Suddenly, a string in Rin Mu's hand suddenly broke, and there was a clanging sound like a longbow, bringing out a trace of killing and a trace of unease.

When he raised his head, he saw a pair of pupils with doubts, it was Qin Kei who knew that the broken strings were ominous, and he had some worries and concerns about Rin Mu.

"What the hell happened that you were so upset on this day?"

Why do you feel restless?

It's just that I can't help it, and I want to devote my attention to the battle in the West Martial Arts.

"There's one thing I haven't told you. In fact, Mi Gui's burial is my demon body, and the two of us are the same person. ”

This is Rinmu's most important secret, and only the sword ghost knows about it so far, but Kotoki doesn't seem surprised, and seems to be waiting for Rinmu to say the point.

"I heard that there was a demon god in Xiwulin, and the demon body went to seek a battle. Actually, I still have some worries in my heart, worried that the demon body will not be resurrected if it dies. ”

After all, he had never died before, and Rin Mu didn't know if what the Bipolar Heart Source Exercise said was true. And in addition, half of the demon's strength depends on the absorbed dragon qi, in case the dragon qi is no longer after the resurrection, the demon's strength will fall to the bottom.

It's just that there is no turning back arrow from the bow, and it is not so easy to come down after he has already gone to the battlefield, and he can only pray that the back hand of the arrangement is useful, so that the demon body can avoid death.

It seems to feel that Rin Mu's heart is entangled, and the qin is lightly twisted in his hand, but it is a pure heart mantra, and with the melodious and clear sound of the piano, Rin Mu's mood also calms down.

But in fact, with the practice of the qin path of the qin, she shouldn't have studied the song of the pure heart to this point, her Hades song is the main one, and it seems that the correction is a bit of a reversal?

The sudden doubts were undoubtedly expressed in Rin Mu's eyes, but he suddenly thought that every time he meditated on the sword score sent by the sword sea, there was also a burst of the same qin sound to meditate for himself.

"Kotoki..."

Suddenly spit out the name, but then he didn't know how to speak, at this time he already understood Qin Kei's mind, but he didn't know how to respond better.

However, it seems that he doesn't need to worry about it anymore.

Because the corners of the coop have suddenly curled up.

She could also feel Rin Mu's intentions, and the words at this time were already superfluous.

"Qin Ji, why did I say that Mi Gui's burial is my demon body, and you are not surprised at all?"

"Well, you guess?"

The girlish playfulness that the koto basket suddenly revealed instantly pierced Rin Mu's heart. The style of raising his head at that moment, taking into account elegance and purity, made the man stunned for an instant, and also made the corners of Qin Ji's mouth even more upturned.

"This fool, for so many years, I can feel you with my eyes closed, but how can I not recognize you when I change my identity?"

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Confucianism.

There is no limit to learning.

"Has the Shepherd made any recent moves?"

Confucianism is powerful, it is not simple to say, even if Rin Mu has never made a big move to return to the bitter realm, he has already fallen into the perspective of Confucianism.

"On the surface, there are no special movements, and I am still as obsessed with swordsmanship as ever.

However, according to the shadow detective, he has been secretly looking for a method that can build a spatial passage, and he has been looking for a long time. ”

This person is the elder generation of several ministers of the Edict Ji Mingde, but unfortunately what he did was not Mingde's act, at this time he was reporting the news of Rin Mu to the Taixue Master, and it seemed that he was the person in charge of learning sea intelligence.

Space Channel ,,,

While listening to Ji Mingde's narration, Master Taixue was splashing ink, only to see that with his pen and ink, the ink dyes on the paper were gradually hooked into distant mountains.

"It seems that he has never forgotten the experience of being trapped in the Gathering Realm!"

"Then do we need to make a move, preemptively?"

Ji Mingde is a good person, he just likes to make decisions, probably because he handles too much information every day, and he unknowingly catches this habit.

However, in front of the Taixue Master, it was not his turn to make a decision. I saw that the master of the Taixue turned a deaf ear to what he said, and just opened his mouth again and asked:

"Now that you are studying the sea, is there anything you can create?

"The genius of the six arts!"

"Oh, isn't there anyone else like it?"

"There is no one else like this!"

"So, except for him, the rest are mediocre?"

The vision of the Lord of Taixue is more long-term than everyone else. No matter how much power Confucianism usurped at this time, without the continuous emergence of talent, it would face decline.

As for the reason why he didn't do anything to Rin Mu, it was also because of the rat trap, no matter what Rin Mu's strength was now, as long as Xuehai made a move on him, there would immediately be a large number of forces dissatisfied with the dominance of Confucianism to come and take a bite.

"Go ahead, teaching and cultivating talents is the main business of learning the sea, don't reverse the priorities again. ”

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West Martial Arts.

Lava Fields.

In the midst of the flames, there is only the black of destruction and the endless evil red.

The long knife should have no enemy, but unfortunately the extraterritorial demon god is not comparable to the mortal world, and no matter how fierce the knife technique is, it can't break through the scale armor, but the burial method of Mi Gui has been hit several times by the evil heaven imperial martial arts.

Crack.

Spread above the Dharma.

This is a sign that the body is close to being broken.

No matter how strong the Demon Body Burial Method is, the power of the Evil Heaven Imperial Martial Evil Fire cannot be completely unharmed.

The stalemate of the battle situation may overturn at any time, and when it comes to attacking the sword technique of Qi Guifu, it is not as good as Luo Yu, at least the power of the Heaven Slashing Star Technique he has no extreme tricks to achieve.

At this time, he was just defending.

Relying on a solid law phase, with the help of the giant blade Falling Sky Dragon, it unloaded.

It's just that the constant impact of power also makes the Falling Sky Dragon groan for a long time, and the thick-backed giant blade is even a little unbearable, especially the boiling evil fire seems to melt the long knife bit by bit.

But Mi Gui was smiling.

Because he finally found out.

"Demon God, false god! I thought you were really born to be a god, but I didn't expect you to be just a beast with the power of a god. ”

Feeling the power of the evil heavens and martial arts that came to him, Mi Gui Fu finally understood how the power of the gods was different from that of mortals, just like the divine power of Nuwa in the legendary Suffering Realm, the power that truly transcended the mortal world had its own imprint in the world.

"It's a pity that the power of the Evil Heaven Imperial Martial Arts is not yet a divine power!"

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