() The reincarnation pen hummed, hanging above the wood dust, wisps of divine fiber fell, this is the holy radiance, but it is not violent at all, but very gentle, like a glow bathing down.

The Saint King Soldier was activated, swallowing the holy glow, and soon wrapped him, and a divine voice sounded, becoming more and more vast, resounding in the medicine hall.

This is the Ode to the Soul, which was created by Confucius in that year, recorded by the reincarnation pen, and recited by the holy soldiers at this moment.

"At the beginning of man, the source of goodness and evil, a thought is born, there is no merit and no action, there is no disaster and no difficulty, the desire is difficult to stop, and the pain is in a thousand ways..."

An ethereal phantus appeared, with the rhyme of the Great Dao, sitting on Mu Chen's body, and when he recited, his mouth bloomed with golden lotus, and then turned into fruit leaves, and one by one melted into his body.

I have to say that the effect is very significant, the reincarnation pen is amazing, and it is also the top existence among the holy soldiers, and the supreme holy power is very magical, it actually freezes everything, so that the fire of Mu Chen's divine soul stops dissipating.

Although there was only the last little bit of spark, a pitiful few, it really stopped, protecting the last trace of fire.

"Finally saved..."After seeing this scene, the old fox finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you don't completely let the soul out of the body, but it doesn't seem to be useful, although the last bit of fire is saved, but now Mu Chen is actually the same as a dead man, to be precise, he can be called a living dead.

"Seal this place, then send him to the holy furnace to slowly recuperate, and make plans for the rest later. The old fox said.

Several elders stepped forward and turned on the big furnace in the center, and suddenly, a heat wave came, as strong as they were also sweating profusely in an instant.

It was a pale golden flame, as if it was alive, beating flexibly in the furnace, and the group of people looked at the golden flame with some solemnity.

Because this is a fire outside the sky, rootless, immortal, it was picked by Confucius from outside the sky in ancient times, and it is said that when Confucius was young, he used this fire to burn an existence that was about to be sanctified.

"Put him in. The old fox nodded at them.

The old man stepped forward, carefully cut out the space, and pushed the wood dust and the reincarnation pen into the furnace.

In an instant, the golden flames were flourishing, and they immediately boiled over, and the waves of fire rushed towards the man who was dying.

Wisps of soft light fell, covering the surface of Mu Chen's body, and the Holy King soldiers hung on the top, hanging down like silk, protecting him from robbery and isolating the golden flames.

It can be seen that the strange fire outside the sky is burning wildly, but it can't damage the wood dust at all, it is purified by the holy light, dissolving the violent power in it, and the peaceful secret power is transmitted, nourishing his shattered body.

The wound finally stopped bleeding and began to heal slowly, to put it simply, Mu Chen's physical body was completely wasted, the spiritual veins were broken, the spiritual power was empty, and he had turned into a mortal body, even if he was alive now, he could only be an ordinary person.

The realm of the emperor was scattered.

What he needs is rebirth, a complete nirvana, not healing, but reshaping, using the heavenly fire to burn all those broken spiritual veins, and then using the breath of life to regenerate the meridians.

Polar Rebirth!

And this is just an external injury, which can barely be done by borrowing the Outer Heaven Fire and the Holy Soldier and the Nine Rank Lotus Terrace, but now the main problem is Mu Chen's divine soul, even if the physical body is reshaped, if the divine soul is extinguished, it will be useless.

The golden fire and the holy glow were intertwined in the furnace, and a man lay quietly inside, waiting for the small miracle.

"It's all gone, everything that can be done has been done, and the rest depends on this kid's creation, it's useless for us to stay here. The old fox said, rubbing his forehead a little tiredly.

They left, let the heavenly fire slowly recuperate, after all, the situation of Mu Chen is too tricky, even if the saint himself comes to estimate, there is no way, they can only keep that little bit of origin first, as for whether they can be saved in the future, it is still two words.

......

A few hours later, most of the high-ranking people in the academy arrived, and a group of older figures gathered in the conference hall.

"How are the others?" asked the dean at the top of the house.

"It's just an overdraft transition, and there is no big problem, as long as you cultivate for a while, you should be able to recover. One replied.

The old fox nodded, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the log table, and after a while he said, "What do you say, what can make these madmen hurt like this?"

He had to be curious, it stands to reason that with the current strength of Muchen's group, even if they encounter the city lord, they can't beat it, but it's always no problem to escape, and they won't be injured like this.

Especially Mu Chen, when he was in the Third Imperial City, he stoned a bunch of great honorables to death in front of many people, and I don't know how many people were left an indelible impression on that scene.

In his opinion, this kid is a thorn, even if it is the imperial city, he dares to break into the imperial city to save people, but he is such a madman, and now he is almost hanged, how can he not be shocked?

Rumble!

Suddenly, at this moment, the expressions of a group of people changed at the same time, and a powerful coercion enveloped the courtyard, and there was a holy power that echoed in the air, instantly alarming everyone.

"Damn, what's going on again?"

Hua Mo smiled and frowned, a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart, and the holy power was swaying, this was clear

It is aimed at their Confucius Institute, and someone is threatening them from afar.

This is a great disrespect to the academy, as one of the top ten academies in the ancient world, who dares to be so bold and use the holy authority to cover the academy so openly.

"Zhuo Lifei, Hua Mo smiled, hand over that group of outsiders, otherwise you will be bloodied in the Confucius Institute today!"

A loud shout resounded through the courtyard, and in the sky above the academy, outside the guardian circle, one after another world doors were opened, and a large number of figures appeared.

It is dense and menacing, and there are even dozens of great human beings among them.

In front of the crowd, a middle-aged man with a cold and terrifying expression held a measuring ruler, it was a holy soldier, exuding a terrifying aura of the Holy Dao, forcing the entire academy.

"Oh my God, isn't that the people from the Sixth Imperial City, what are you doing here?" a student exclaimed, trembling under the Holy Authority, like a boulder pressing down on his chest.

"He even brought holy soldiers, and the one who came was not good. ”

"He just said that he handed over the outsiders, did he come for the sake of Mu Chen?"

The academy was in turmoil, fearful and uneasy, and dozens of top masters came with holy soldiers, which was obviously not a good thing.

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see people's anger, and almost everyone has a big hatred on their faces.

"Are those madmen going to provoke the Imperial City again?" a woman muttered quietly with black lines on her head.

It's no wonder that she thinks so, it can be said that everyone thinks about this, after all, not long after Mu Chen's arrival at the academy, the people from the Sixth Imperial City have come to ask for people with holy soldiers, and they still have such a strong attitude.

It was clear that it was a good thing done by that group of outsiders.

"I'll give you a pillar of incense, and if you don't hand over those people again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The middle-aged man spoke again, and anyone could hear the monstrous anger in his tone.

Not only the Confucius Institute, such a movement has alarmed the entire Ancient Yan City, and the sudden change has made everyone feel incredible, and the figures are in the sky, all in the distant Confucius Institute.

In the main hall, the faces of the high-level people in the courtyard were not very good-looking, and now they don't have to guess to know that Mu Chen's injuries are related to the Sixth Imperial City.

But the person who came was so strong, he opened his mouth to wash blood, and he didn't put the whole courtyard in his eyes.

Hua Moxiao looked at the outside world and sneered: "Arrogant enough, bring the holy soldiers to ask for people, is our courtyard his backyard?"

"These troublemakers. ”

The old fox had a headache and was helpless, stood up and walked out, and said, "Let's go, let's go and see how he will wash our courtyard in blood." ”