Chu Muchen was about to lose count of how long it had been since he had killed an opponent in a scheming manner.

In fact, even if it is hard, Chu Muchen also has the ability to kill Jun Wuwu, but he will definitely have to pay some price more or less.

But this does not affect his decision, the fight of life and death, killing an opponent who is not worthy of respect, it doesn't matter.

Jun Wuwu's corpse has been burned into ashes by the Qinglian Star Flame, and at this moment, Chu Muchen's palm is filled with a blurred gray mist, from which he can vaguely glimpse Jun Wuwu's hideous and terrifying face.

I really didn't expect to return to the pinnacle.

Chu Muchen originally only knew that Jun Wuwu was returning to the virtual realm, but he didn't know that he had reached the peak, after all, the battle process was actually very short, and there were at least seven or eight drastic methods before Jun Wuwu died.

On the earth, the soul body that returns to the peak of the void is already worthy of this puppet king refined by the deity.

A trace of the true yuan containing the power of the Qinglian Star Flame was sent into the gray mist, and it only took more than ten breaths before and after, and there was no more than a hideous image of Jun Wuwu in the gray mist, and instead of a mellow soul body as pure as water.

Purifying the soul body, for others, may take a lot of effort, but under the Qinglian Star Flame, it is just a matter of effort.

Chu Muchen made a magic decision between his fingers, and with a flick of his hand, the gray mist turned into a streamer and submerged into the body of the orange cat lying in front of Chu Muchen's heels.

"You have spiritual wisdom, and from now on, you need to work hard to cultivate, and it may not be impossible to return to the Supreme with me in the future. ”

Chu Muchen spread out his palm, and the little orange cat jumped into his palm with a "whoosh", and the two jewel-like cat's eyes lit up with two clusters of human-like wisdom.

The puppet king has obtained a pure soul body, that is, it is equivalent to having life.

With a thought, the little orange cat got into Chu Muchen's arms, and Chu Muchen took out the mustard seed ring that he had obtained after killing Jun Wuwu, a mustard seed ring with a space of three cubic meters.

The storage space was full of piles, but most of them were evil things, Chu Muchen was too lazy to use them, so he simply took them out and burned them all with the Qinglian Star Flame.

In the end, there are only a few things that are left and valuable.

The two medium-grade magic weapons are the Blue Soul Knife and the Black Wind Realm.

A Nine Yin Xuanling Grass, a half-human Gaodan furnace made of refined copper.

A broken tortoise shell that even Chu Muchen couldn't identify what it was, this tortoise shell was only one-third complete, and it was engraved with rough lines, which felt like some kind of map or something.

More than a dozen pebbles look a bit like pebbles, and their surface has some pale cyan luster.

Playing with pebbles in his hands, Chu Muchen once again doubted the difference of the earth in his mind.

There are also spirit crystals on the earth, and there is more than one spirit crystal mine.

With Chu Muchen's familiarity with spirit crystals, the universal currency of the astral realm, just by the texture on the surface of the spirit crystals, it was enough to judge that these more than ten spirit crystals were mined from at least three different spirit crystal deposits.

With my current contact with the Earth Monk Realm, I have not yet touched the true core, and the mystery of the Earth will never be simple, this suspicion will be put aside for the time being, and the mystery will always be slowly revealed.

Now, it's time to go home.

......

The next day, at Shendu Fudong Airport, Chu Muchen, who was alone, walked out of the airport.

After more than 800 years, he set foot in his hometown again, even with Chu Muchen's calmness and calmness, he still couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

Standing outside the airport, Chu Muchen took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Fortunately, although I have been gone for more than 800 years, under the great shift of the world, time has been distorted, and I have returned to the earth, only ten years have passed in the world.

When riding in Tibet and encountering an avalanche, Chu Muchen was twenty-two years old, that is, a fresh college student who had just stepped into society.

When I went to the astral plane, my father was forty-six years old, my mother was forty-three, and she was in good health, so I didn't think anything would happen in the past ten years.

After getting into a taxi, Chu Muchen directly reported to the driver the address of his home that was imprinted in the deepest part of his memory, and then looked out the window, appreciating with great interest the great changes in Shendu in the past ten years.

The taxi pulled up in front of a high-end property along the river.

Chu Muchen looked at the unfamiliar and towering building and frowned.

The old house has been demolished!

In the guard room, the security guard stopped Chu Muchen, who was about to walk in.

"This is a private house and no outsiders are allowed to enter it. ”

"My home is here. ”

"What's the number?"

"It used to be here, when was it demolished?"

The security guard was stunned at first, and replied casually: "Here, it has been demolished for seven or eight years, and our real estate has been built for more than five years." ”

"Can you help find information about the original demolition residents?"

"Young man, we can't find it here, you haven't been to Shendu for a long time, right?"

Chu Muchen was touched: "It's been a long, long time. ”

The security guard saw that Chu Muchen was good-looking, and he didn't look like a bad person, so he pointed out: "I'll give you an idea, you can go to the police station to which this area belongs to check it, there is old household registration information to check." ”

"Thank you. ”

After Chu Muchen asked the address of the police station, he no longer took a taxi.

On the Selina ship, Chu Muchen used up all the funds, and the extremely black card that Zhao Changying gave him could not be used now because he had not yet bound his identity information.

The only cash he had on him had just paid for the taxi.

That's it, it's still a piece of Grandpa Mao that came out of the pocket of the Green Pupil Ancestor.

It was in the afternoon, and it seemed that an international metropolis like Shendu was full of people, and Chu Muchen, who didn't want to shock the world, had to walk at the speed of ordinary people.

"It's been so long since I've been in the WTO that I have neglected the common sense of carrying some cash with me. ”

Half an hour later, after several inquiries for directions, I finally found the police station.

In front of the information window, Chu Muchen told the police about his needs.

The reply he received was that he had to show his ID card from the local police station to prove that he was related to the subject of the investigation before he could help him make the inquiry.

This is also reasonable, Chu Muchen has the heart to integrate into this once very familiar world, but now there are many strange worlds, so he is unwilling to use many extraordinary means.

After all, both parents are from Shendu, and if they cause trouble and make waves in their lives, it is not what Chu Muchen wants.

"Then let's get a replacement ID card first. ”

In front of the reception window, Chu Muchen reported his past ID number and waited for the other party to inquire.

The person who received Chu Muchen was a young policewoman, who looked indifferent, but after Chu Muchen reported his ID number and entered it into the computer system for inquiry, her eyes flashed with surprise.

"Please wait a moment, the machine is out of order, I'll find someone to take a look. ”

Chu Muchen's attention was not on the policewoman, and she nodded to indicate that she understood.

Two minutes later, two sturdy policemen suddenly walked out of the side door of the hall, followed by the policewoman who had received Chu Muchen before.

The policewoman whispered behind the two of them in a voice that could only be heard by three people: "It's the one sitting in front of the reception desk, there is his wanted profile picture in the system, the Ministry of Public Security's A-level wanted criminal..."