Chapter 7: Reincarnation and Rebellion!
With a firm conviction step, he walked into the distance step by step. The ice and coldness in his eyes seemed to witness the dignity of a man.
But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly and slowly echoed in Li Mucheng's ears.
"Fog Forest?"
Li Mucheng turned his head and looked at the fog forest expressionlessly. As early as when he was in the Demon Realm, Wulin used a stratagem to lure him to a hiding place, and then asked Li Mucheng to provide his clan with the Demon Pagoda to live in. At that time, Li Mucheng agreed, and also included Wulin and others in the Demon Luo Tower. For so long, they have not had information. Until now......
It seems that the fog forest is like this as always. Every time, when Li Mucheng needed help the most, he would appear. Last time, it was like this, and this time, it is the same.
"If you continue to take her away now, it won't be half an hour before she is really dead. When the time comes, even if you go to heaven and earth and get close to all the powers, it will be useless. β
Looking directly at the fog forest coldly, after a while, Li Mucheng spoke softly, "Do you have any way to save her?"
"Nope. Kirin shook his head. "The real way to save her is in you. I can only guarantee that if she is in the Demon Pagoda, her body will not be corrupted, and her soul will not be scattered. And whether you can find something that saved her life is up to you......"
Misty Forest sighed, "And I've already told you, if you go on like this, she won't be able to come back in less than half an hour......"
Looking at Wulin's face that seemed to have some vicissitudes, Li Mucheng suddenly bit his lip. After a while, only to hear a pop, Li Mucheng actually ...... Got on your knees!
The boy had gold under his knees. At least, the matter of kneeling down on his knees has not been done to anyone except for his father and the Blood Demon Master of the Nine Netherworlds!
But the fog forest at this time is worthy of this kneeling. For the sake of the pupils, Li Mucheng can even give up his life, let alone kneel and thank you?
"Less...... Mucheng, get up quickly. β
Seeing Li Mucheng's actions like this, Wu Lin's face showed obvious surprise. "I'm just saying that I can only seal her soul and body for the time being. Whether you can save her or not depends on you. β
"How can I save her?" Li Mucheng stood up, his hands hugged Wulin's shoulders, and said eagerly, "For her, I can accept any consequences...... What am you looking for...... Or whatever you want from me, I'll promise you. β
Wu Lin looked at Li Mucheng's appearance, and shook his head helplessly, "This is easy to say, but when it comes to doing, do you think it's so simple? The qi and blood and longevity in her body have almost been exhausted." In the whole world, I am afraid that only the legendary Tianyin Huangquan Fruit can change his life against the sky......"
"Tianyin Yellow Spring Fruit?"
The moment he heard this name, Li Mucheng's heart suddenly moved...... It seems, where have you heard this name?
"Yes. As far as I know, Shura also found a Tianyin Yellow Spring Fruit for his beloved Qiuluo. But his movements were too slow, causing Qiuluo to die completely, and he had no way to return to the sky. Since then, Shura has completely fallen into the ruthless way, fighting the world, and bathing in blood. And the Tianyin Yellow Spring Fruit was also thrown into his internal space by him...... That is, the Shura Killing Realm. β
"This matter is also related to the Shura Killing Realm?!"
Hearing this, Li Mucheng was a little surprised. "Shura is ruthless, and his beloved autumn falls, where does it come from?"
"You'd be wrong. β
There was a hint of a smile on Wulin's face, "If you want to fall into the Shura Dao, the first condition you need to have is extreme affection. Only those who are most affectionate can fall into the path of Shura. Shura is thirsty for killing, and the world calls it a demon. But maybe only Shura knows whether what he did was killing or saving the common people, right?"
"Why do you know so much about Shura?"
Li Mucheng looked at the pupil in his arms, and seemed to be a little uneasy to hand over the pupil to the fog forest. Seeing this scene, Wulin also smiled bitterly. "We've known each other for a day or two, and although we're a little stranger to each other, you won't believe me, will you? If I wanted to hurt you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be alive now. As for Shura...... All I can say is that I've lived too long. β
A trace of vicissitudes gradually appeared in the eyes of the fog forest. Looking at the pitch-black abyss in the distance, it seemed that he was thinking about something.
"Alright. I can't say much about the rest. Make your decision. Now, it is estimated that there will be more than ten minutes, and you will not be able to see your pupils at all. β
After about ten minutes, the fog forest finally came back to his senses. He looked at Li Mucheng, who was full of tenderness in his heart, and said helplessly.
"I believe you ......"
Li Mucheng's gaze was a little evasive. He stepped forward, gently setting the pupil aside, then took a step back. Seeing Li Mucheng's actions, Wu Lin nodded. "Don't worry, in the next six months, my life will be used as a guarantee for her safety. β
"Half a year ???"
Obviously, Li Mucheng was a little surprised.
Hearing this, the fog forest seemed to come back to his senses in an instant. He looked at Li Mucheng, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, if you don't find the Tianyin Huangquan Fruit for half a year, then even I can't save her body...... At the beginning, Shura also did not find the Huangquan Fruit within half a year, which caused Qiuluo to leave him forever......"
"Qiuluo's corpse is also your responsibility for preserving. β
Pursing his lips, Li Mucheng said lightly.
Wulin's body stiffened, and it wasn't until a few breaths later that it gradually recovered. He looked at Li Mucheng and hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly.
"Within half a year, I will definitely return to the Demon Luo Pagoda and hand over the Tianyin Huangquan Fruit to you with my own hands. Before that, if something went wrong with the pupils......"
"Don't worry. Before Li Mucheng finished speaking, Wu Lin patted his chest, looking full of confidence, "Before this, even if the sky falls, there will be no problem with the pupils." As for you, go and look for the Tianyin Yellow Spring Fruit with peace of mind. β
"That's fine. Li Mucheng nodded, "Spirit Devourer, how's it going?"
The Spirit Devouring Clan is the tribe that Li Mucheng saved back thenβa tribe that lives by eating spirit stones. It was the Fog Forest who begged him at the beginning that he let the Spirit Eater enter the Demon Pagoda to survive. After such a long time, many years have passed outside, and inside the Demon Luo Tower, I am afraid that nearly a hundred years have passed.
A hundred years, until today, the fog forest has not appeared. There shouldn't be anything going on with that Soul Eater.
Sure enough, after hearing Li Mucheng's inquiry, Wulin nodded and responded, "Nothing." The heaven and earth in the Demon Luo Pagoda are full of spiritual energy, and they are born every day. By absorbing the majestic aura of heaven and earth, the Spirit Devourer Clan can survive, and there is no need to rely on spirit stones to continue their lives. I have to say that if it weren't for the existence of the Demon Luo Tower, the Spirit Devouring Clan would probably no longer exist between this heaven and earth. β
"That's good. β
"Well, then I'll go back first. β
Hugging the body of the pupil, a smile appeared on the old face of the fog forest. In the middle of the smile, there are wrinkles. He looked at Li Mucheng and nodded slightly.
"Wait a minute......"
Just as the fog forest was about to return to the Demon Pagoda, he suddenly heard Li Mucheng call him. Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked at Li Mucheng suspiciously.
"The last question, Shura Rahu, is he still alive now?"
The clear eyes are as cool and clear as the water of a mountain stream. But at this moment, it gives people a sense of unfathomability.
It's as if the stream suddenly turned into an infinitely deep cold pool, exuding a chilling chill.
Looking directly into Li Mucheng's gaze, after a moment, Wulin sighed.
"He's dead. β