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After the affairs of the Gongsun family were dispersed, Wushuang rushed back to the small courtyard in Baixi as quickly as possible, ready to return to his body, since the master drank that medicine, now Xu Qingrong's bastard can't continue to occupy the magpie's nest!

Along the way, there are many traveling monks everywhere, much more than before, I'm afraid that now the news that the Gongsun family has the Heaven Breaking Sword has also spread in the two domains, but I don't know how these people will react if they know that the Sky Breaking Sword is missing again!

Wushuang thought about it in a good mood while walking, and even the steps that had been a little heavy recently unconsciously became brisk. However, she made up her mind to pay attention, and if there was any news of the Sky Breaking Sword in the future, she would not mix it up anyway.

"What do you think, laughing so much!" Ruo touched Wushuang's shoulder with bad intentions and interrupted her with a wicked smile.

Wushuang looked at her helplessly, alas~ This person is really getting more and more out of shape! However, she still replied very seriously, "I want to go home." ”

"Go home ......" As soon as Wushuang's words came out, Ruo suddenly quieted down, and the atmosphere froze for a moment, and Wushuang only reacted at this time that she seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Hey, what's wrong? Homesick? If you want, how about we go back and see? Wushuang hurriedly said, wanting to wipe away the low aura that surrounded Ruo, wanting to wave away this emotion that she didn't understand.

"There's no going back, and there's no more." Ruo straightened his face and looked at Wushuang again, his eyes had returned to calm, but Wushuang was still very sensitive to see her sadness.

"Why do you say that, even if you don't want to go back to that place, go back to Hualing with me to see how it goes. Let's go to Xuanyun Temple together, and then go to see the queen mother... By the way, she's always liked you more than me, she's so jealous......" Wushuang said in a rambling voice, trying to bring the atmosphere back to normal.

"Why are you doing this, I don't care anymore, really." If you look at Wushuang like this, your hand suddenly touches Wushuang's mask - the place that should be on your cheeks, say it gently, caress it gently.

"No, it's more than that." Wushuang interrupted her, "Do you still know what our cultivation is for?" ”

"Of course it's an inheritance, I can't let the Wu clan lose it." If you take it for granted.

"I mean, your purpose is not for the sake of other people's expectations." There is no double positive color.

"My purpose...... Maybe it's to achieve the Great Dao, to become the first great witch after the Witch Spirit God - the real witch, not the ones who are now in decline. "I thought about it, I thought about it very seriously, and finally said this.

"Yes, achievement, we are all for achievement, your purpose is Wu, my purpose is to figure out the secret of the family and restore the glory of the past." Wushuang looked at Ruo, and his eyes seemed to look into the distance through her, looking at himself in the distance.

"Then have you ever thought that when we stand at that height, the people and things we once cared about are still around? Do you feel lonely......" Wushuang suddenly asked her very seriously, and he was also asking Quan Luo and Song Yiqing, who suddenly came to the two of them.

"Is it lonely......" if there is silence.

"So, I want to go back, see how the father and queen mother are doing, see if the eldest brother and second brother are okay, and see how the old Xuanyun Temple is. I can't work hard for the Huaqing clan, but in the end I can't even see my relatives, and I regret it when they all turn into loess. ”

Wushuang said very seriously, this is not only what she wants to do because she suddenly mentioned it, she has been thinking about it for a long time.

Cultivation, no matter what the purpose is, the pursuit of the ultimate path of immortality, after building the foundation to obtain a life span of two hundred years, among the monks can only be regarded as a white horse through the gap, since then with the increase of cultivation, the life span has gradually increased.

However, the lifespan of even the most inconspicuous foundation building monk was already more than twice that of a mortal. Wushuang is now in her early twenties, and her face is also young and beautiful, which can be said to be the same on the outside, but when her cultivation age gradually increases, she may still look like this in a few decades, hundreds of years, but by that time...... The people she once cared about may not be there.

Needless to say, Emperor Zhao of Huaqing and Mrs. Xiong are all mortal bodies, and they will die in less than a hundred years. The same is true for those who have gaps in cultivation, and sooner or later they will drift apart.

It's not a reluctant separation, it's just that in the long river of time, Wushuang doesn't want to leave any regrets.

So, when things are understood, let's go back and see.

Don't forget, she still has a legacy to give, and she doesn't want to go back in a few hundred years, and no one will know her again, and it will be interesting then.

Quan Luo suddenly approached at this time, "Childe, you also have a family?" ”

The tone, as if he was very surprised, Wushuang frowned and looked at him, what was going on, could it be that this person thought that he was popping out of a crack in the stone?

Xu saw Wushuang's displeasure, and Quan Luo smiled, "Could it be the same place as that person?" Or rather...... You're all the same. ”

He said this obviously speculation, but miraculously it was all right. What he said was very vague, but Wushuang heard it, that person was Kun, a person who accounted for a large proportion of Wushuang's memory.

She didn't know if Ruo knew all this, and she didn't know for what reason, some things Wushuang didn't tell Ruo everything. It's not distrust, it's just ...... These are some secrets after all, and besides, one less person knows that it is safer, and Wushuang doesn't want to drag Ruo Zimu and the two of them into such a dilemma.

Of course, if they can guess or feel it, everything will go naturally.

After speaking, the group finally arrived at the courtyard of Baixi, the residence of Wushuang, however, what was waiting for them was a person who was unexpected by everyone.

The simple guest room without a little extra decoration has a personal style that belongs to Baixi - a cold bookish atmosphere.

Because more than one person will look at Wushuang's body here, Baixi arranged a relatively spacious room for her, and a screen was erected in front of the bed at some point, splashing ink landscape paintings, which is very elegant. I couldn't see what was going on behind the screen, but the man who dragged a chair and sat in front of the screen didn't hide it at all.

The familiar black and white Tai Chi fish robe, the shoulders seem to be swimming in the smart yin and yang fish, the green silk that is bundled, and the slightly pale skin, which seems to have been modified to a certain extent, this is not his true face, it looks like a lot of ordinary facial features appear delicate, with an elegant and sharp temperament, perhaps because there is no one else here, so he did not hide his momentum too much, just like the cold and dusty on the ethereal peak, not like a real person and respect.

Quan Luo and Song Yiqing didn't know this person, so they were shocked to see a stranger appear here, no matter what, Wushuang's body was still behind this screen.

"I don't know how to drive ......" Song Yiqing was stopped by ignoring before he could finish speaking.

"Master, why are you here?" Wushuang opened his mouth suspiciously, and at the same time signaled a few people not to be nervous, and when he saw his master's disapproving eyes, he asked a few of them to leave first.

"Hey, hey, childe, childe-" Song Yiqing, who was forcibly pushed out of the door, still had something to say, but was pulled away by Ruo, "Do you still want to do it?" That's her master, not an outsider. ”

"Oh, yes, I thought I thought it was ......" Song Yiqing muttered, didn't say anything more, and left with the two.

In the room, Wushuang had already walked behind the screen, looking at the lifeless "self" lying on the bed, he really felt more and more weird, checked that there was nothing else wrong with this body, and casually asked the master who had been sitting there since he had not moved.

"Master, didn't you say that there was something else going on in White Earth City? How did you come to me. ”

"Wushuang, Wushuang, you are really embarrassed to ask this question, just like this, the big lama threw his body here, if those people have bad intentions...... Hehe, you're going to have to be a spirit completely! ”

He Jing walked into Wushuang angrily, his tone was much harsher than usual, and even Wushuang had never seen him so out of shape, and the wide Dao robe kept rolling because of his violent movements, like the flames of his anger now.

His right hand pinched Wushuang's neck defenselessly, a warm touch stimulated Wushuang's nerves, and before she could feel the warmth carefully, the hands suddenly ......

"Uh...... Master......"

A strong feeling of suffocation overwhelmed Wushuang's mind, which made her deeply realize that in the face of absolute power, even the gap between the spirit and the physical body could not be stopped.

"Division... Father ......" Wushuang spat out a few more staccato syllables from his mouth.

"It's better for me to kill you directly than for you to die in some messy place, for some messy reason." He Jing added a little more strength to his hand.

No-no-no-

Wushuang wanted to beg for mercy, but at this time she couldn't make a sound, and hallucinations had already appeared in front of her eyes, and colorful halos were mixed together, constantly changing in front of her eyes.

"Hmph, next time you're doing it yourself!" He Jing let go of his hand and let go of Wushuang's neck, "I haven't found the next apprentice I want yet, you have to take a good look at yourself, don't die!" ”

"Ahem... Ahem... Hahaha, haha...... Don't worry, Master, I won't die so easily. Wushuang fell to the ground, gasping for breath and coughing, listening to Hejing's awkward concern, turning his head and smiling at him.

Seeing her smile, He Jing felt even more depressed, and directly gave up the idea of continuing to say something to her, and waved her hand to come over, "You go back to your body, you still need me to cast a spell for you, come here, your current body is not bad, I have suppressed Xu Qingrong in the past two days, but you also have to be careful, after all, this person is very weird." ”

"Well, I see, thank you Master." Wushuang leaned over, tidied himself up, and prepared to lie down in his body.

"Wait, what are you doing here?" He Jing stopped her and asked puzzled.

"Aren't you going back?" Wushuang was puzzled.

He Jing was speechless, "Do you think that if you lie down in its shape, you can go back?" ”

This time it was Wushuang's turn to be surprised, "Or else?" ”

He Jing Fu forehead, how could he teach such a bold and stupid apprentice!

"Come here, if the living soul wants to return to his own body or take away others, he must first condense his divine consciousness and oppress the divine soul, and then occupy the dantian of the physical body, and then expand to the sea of consciousness and control this body. You even think that you can just lie down and reunite, you, let me say something! ”

He Jing said helplessly, he is now sure that Wushuang really doesn't know much about the soul, but if he is involved in this aspect, he won't do such a heartless thing!

But fortunately, if she had taken the liberty to return to her body at that time, maybe with her weak soul, she would have been completely strangled by Xu Qingrong.

He Jing directly asked Wushuang to prepare, condense his soul, and condense all his consciousness into one, Wushuang emptied all his consciousness according to what he said, and then condensed and squeezed.

After a strong twist, Wushuang's already visible form gradually blurred, slowly becoming transparent, and finally turning into a wisp of green smoke, twisting, twisting, condensing, and finally turning into a palm-sized mist.

Black and white are intertwined, it looks black and white, but the flowers that actually want to separate them are simply a fantasy, black and white are mixed with each other, water and milk are blended, you have me, I have you.

This...... Is it the soul?

He Jing didn't mean to be surprised at all, stretched out his hand, and the black and white soul floating in mid-air obediently came to his hand, and rubbed his palm quite obediently.

He Jing looked at this little guy who was not at all similar to Wushuang, and a gentle light flashed in his eyes, it seems that what Wushuang shows on weekdays is not all her true side!

He continued to pinch the unconscious body on the bed, this time the things to do were much more complicated, between his two hands kept changing, one by one the complex tricks were dazzling, and a rich aura rose from between his hands, and was slowly pushed into the body of Wushuang by him.

The body on the bed was suddenly entered by the aura, and it reflexively twisted a few times, and then it quieted down again, and He Jing reached out and pushed out the soul of Wushuang.

"Go ahead!"

A small mass of souls collided with the body, like a drop of oil dripping into the water, and erupted with extremely powerful power.

Wushuang's body seemed to be undergoing a huge stimulus, like a dying fish, constantly tumbling and jumping, sometimes listening to his body, supporting himself high, sometimes curling up, bowing like a shrimp......

I don't know how long it has been, a soul and body that have not yet fused, as well as a complete person who is watching from the sidelines, are undergoing such an unbearable test, sweat is dripping down from Hejing's forehead, he really didn't think that it would take so much strength to fuse his body, or... Is it because Xu Qingrong's soul is still there?

Finally...... The man in the bed fell silent.

"Wushuang, Wushuang?"

He Jing cast a spell at her, and the rippling spiritual power rippled on her body like a stone thrown into the water, flooding with layers of ripples.

"Master......"