"Since I abandoned my body and concluded a double cultivation spiritual contract with her, I am no longer an independent monk, saying that it is a double cultivation, saying that it is a double cultivation, saying that the cultivation is shared, this kind of sharing is actually one-way, and then I woke up, this spiritual contract has a lot in common with the ghost contract of the Eternal Infinite Sect ghost cultivating ghosts, and I am similar to the spirit ghost she domesticated, or a puppet, because my body is fake, and what survives is only my Yuan Shen ......"

"That's the case!" Mo Pingyi and Feng Yiluan both looked at Duanxu with both surprised and sympathetic eyes.

Duanxu shook his head and laughed to himself: "It's been hundreds of years, because there is a forbidden spell attached to the spirit contract, I can't tell anyone about it, whether it's a fellow disciple or a stranger, hey~, is this my own doing?"

"No wonder......" Feng Yiluan finally understands now, why she always feels that Duanxu feels weird and awkward to get along, making people feel that there is something uncomfortable to writ with, after knowing Duanxu's experience and encounters, she finally has a complete impression of this person, and finally, she can understand him.

Mo Pingyi asked, "Have you really double-cultivated with her?" I mean, the real double-cultivation that everyone understands?"

Duanxu lowered his head: "No, after changing the body, how can the body created be compared to the real human body, I can't have offspring." So...... In fact, until now, I have been a child. ”

When Mo Pingyi heard the second half of the sentence, he almost laughed, he forced a smile and said: "Fortunately, you finally got rid of the illusion, I remember that day I had a thought, I didn't want to agree to help you, but now I know that this thing is done right." ”

Duanxu expressed his gratitude again: "Venerable Mo has the grace of regeneration for me, and I can't repay it, if I need anything in the future, I will be duty-bound and driven by you." ”

Mo Pingyi shook his head lightly: "It's serious, don't say such things, the deity doesn't want to control anyone." ”

Feng Yiluan said curiously: "Uncle Duan, then how did you kill your little junior sister?"

……

Duanxu's original strategy was to use the power of Fenglou and Yue, coupled with Mo Pingyi's help, to destroy Jiu Wan, and by the way, start in the chaos, catch Phantom Zhen or kill him on the spot.

He originally thought very thoroughly, if Fenglou and Yue Yan joined forces to go on the expedition for Jiuwan, then Phantom Zhen would definitely not dare to show up, if there was a war supervisor present, as long as she dared to show up in any form, she would be immediately caught by An Zhenge.

In fact, on the day Mo Pingyi made his move, the chief envoy was investigating the matter, and the Holy Emperor had also instructed that once it was verified, he would allow Fenglou to send troops to fight against Jiuwan.

As long as the country of Jiuwan is destroyed, whether King Hengjiang dies or is sent to the dynasty, Phantom Zhen will definitely be left alone, and that is when he will start.

If the people of the Pillow Pavilion would arrest Phantom Zhen at that time, he would ask Mo Pingyi to try to ambush him and intercept Phantom Zhen before the Pillow Pavilion.

He calculated well, and the odds of winning were eighty percent.

The worst result is nothing more than that Phantom Zhen is also captured by An Pillow Pavilion, if that is the case, he will find another way, or wait patiently for a few hundred more years, and wait for Phantom Zhen to die in the hands of An Pillow Pavilion.

He could afford to wait.

But he didn't calculate that Mo Pingyi had his own temperament, and it was impossible to completely listen to his arrangement, so he still insisted on destroying Fenglou Guo on the day of the Craftsman's Day.

Fortunately, Venerable Mo never forgot the agreement, and sent thousands of painting souls to Jiuwan Country at will. Duanxu didn't hesitate to catch up with those painted souls, he knew that this was his chance.

There are no planned armies of the two countries, no warlords and envoys of the dynasty, only thousands of painted souls, and all of them are the souls of the royal family and courtiers of Fenglou.

He followed thousands of painted souls all the way to Chulin City, the king of Jiuwan, and at that time, the envoy just left Jiuwan Kingdom and flew to Fenglou Kingdom.

After Duanxu landed, he found that those painted souls only attacked the monarchs and ministers of Jiuwan Kingdom, but did not attack him!

He guessed that this should be deliberately done by Venerable Mo to make the painting soul regard him as an ally, or it was possible that because he himself was alive in the form of a primordial god, he was no longer a living person in the true sense of the word, but happened to be the same kind as the painting soul, so the painting soul did not attack him.

In short, after discovering this, Duanxu cast a ghost escape, and also covered his whole body with a black mist, mixed with the painting soul, and rushed into the palace of Jiuwan Kingdom, and went straight to find Phantom Zhen.

At that time, the entire Chulin City was already in chaos, just like Mo Pingyi destroyed the Fenglou monarchs and ministers at that time. Those painting soul primordial gods from Fenglou Kingdom were full of powerful resentment, and they were killed by resentment, and all the monarchs and ministers of Jiuwan Kingdom were caught off guard by this sudden attack, and everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, so no one would pay attention to a woman who had been hidden in the palace for a long time.

Duanxu soon found Phantom Zhen in the chaotic palace, and she had a panicked face, struggling to avoid the painting spirit, intending to escape. Duanxu sneaked up behind Phantom Zhen, and without saying a word, he launched a sneak attack, and the shot was a fatal blow with all his strength!

He knew that this was his best chance, and that he had to strike a lethal blow, otherwise it would be difficult for him to defeat the woman he had loved and hated again.

There were also more than a dozen painting souls beside him, and they also attacked Phantom Zhen almost at the same time.

……

Duanxu described the whole process very simply, but no one knew what kind of complicated state of mind he experienced at that time, and what kind of thrilling fight.

He said it very simply, because his heart seemed to be tired and he didn't want to remember that moment again.

……

"She died like that?"

"Yes. Duanxu said: "After she fell to the ground, I immediately planted a long-prepared magic circle around her body, captured her primordial spirit, and finally extracted the double cultivation spirit contract that had tormented me for a long time, and successfully lifted the spirit contract. In a few days, I will take her Yuan Shen back to the sect and completely refine and sacrifice her Yuan Shen, so that her soul will be destroyed and she will never exist. ”

Feng Yiluan and the three of them all nodded slightly, they didn't have much to say about a woman like Phantom Zhen.

Duanxu suddenly asked, "Miss Luan, I heard that you have been learning to refine weapons this year, do you want to refine the instrument spirit?" I can give her to you to refine the instrument spirit." ”

Feng Yiluan shook his head: "Don't, I haven't learned so much, and besides, I'm afraid that if she backs up that day, it's not fun." ”

Duanxu nodded: "Don't do it, let her disappear in a few days." ”

"By the way, did you get back the 'soul staff' you mentioned earlier?"

"I took it back, and I took it with her, and after she died, I searched her whole body, and I didn't leave anything that should have been taken. ”

"Oh, that's good. ”

"From now on, I am free, and then I will try to find a way to crack the forbidden art of this Eternal Infinite Sect, I believe that I will always find a way to break it, and one day, I will turn back into a normal monk, and I can also fly to become an immortal, and cultivate the way of eternal life. ”

He smiled as he said this, his eyes full of longing and hope.