Fang Tianmu has been trying to go to the Shuling Realm in the Immortal Realm, and finally succeeded. Quan Tianqi had already done something on the mirror land of the Shuling Realm, so that no matter how he moved in the real Immortal Realm, he could Directly communicates with the Mirror Land.
Standing on the loess soil, Fang Tianmu suddenly felt no pressure at all, as if he was about to achieve enlightenment again. A bolt of thunder and lightning flashed, and Mu Ziyun came back. Everyone gathered around Fang Tianmu, and Fang Tianmu informed them about Zhou Xiqin and Deng Manzhou.
Several people thought together and returned directly to the realm of immortality in reality.
The first moment he met Zhou Xiqin, Mu Ziyun knew that she was a reincarnation linked to his destiny. Although she did not have any aura of cultivation in her body, the feeling of being corresponding in the world could not be concealed.
Mu Ziyun called Sister Zhou, but was suddenly stunned, because many days ago, in the realm of immortality, he accidentally encountered a "fate" fantasy beast, and then shouted inexplicably: "Sister Zhou!"
Now it seems that this Sister Zhou is exactly that Sister Zhou. Unlike Zhou Xiqin and everyone talking freely, Deng Manzhou did not say a word no matter how much Ling Dang asked. He looked at everyone indifferently until Mu Ziyun fully understood the old grudge between mother and son and expressed that there was indeed a way to solve the problem. Hope, Deng Manzhou said the first sentence.
As soon as he came up, he asked Mu Ziyun: "How to solve it."
Mu Ziyun said: "We reincarnations must rush to the Heavenly Palace to understand the truth. The truth may tell us about the previous reincarnation relationship, so that we can have a chance to break the incompatible situation between the two of you."
"Where is the Heavenly Palace? When will we go?" Deng Manzhou asked coldly.
Mu Ziyun replied: "Don't worry, I judge that after knowing the truth, the reincarnations will encounter changes that may affect our life and death, so we have been practicing hard these days and accumulating more means to save our lives."
When he heard the word "cultivation", Deng Manzhou suddenly became furious and cursed: "I know you are talking nonsense, get out!"
Zhou Xiqin said apologetically: "I am already at this age and can no longer practice."
Mu Ziyun frowned and glanced at Deng Manzhou, then replied: "We are all different. Even if you start practicing now, Sister Zhou, you will get twice the result with half the effort in terms of martial arts cultivation. You must have your own unique abilities, and , if you practice well, you will be able to keep him safe when the catastrophe comes."
Deng Manzhou hated others making excuses for his spiritual practice, and walked away full of resentment.
Zhou Xiqin sighed and said, "Forget it, Manchuria and I are already in conflict with each other. If I were a little stronger, he would have no chance of getting ahead."
"But..." Mu Ziyun refused to give up, "Sister Zhou, can you tell me first, what are your abilities? Do you think there is anything unique about you?"
Zhou Xiqin did not hide anything and said: "Before I was twenty years old, I was just an ordinary woman. But when I was twenty years old, after I gave birth to Manchuria, I had a special feeling, which was blood. I have a special feeling for blood." I felt an indescribable sense of longing."
Lingdang asked curiously: "Are you bloodthirsty, Sister Zhou?"
"No, I'm not longing for blood, it's..." Zhou Xiqin was silent for a long time, and carefully recalled her past, and then said: "It's a sense of ownership, yes, that's the feeling. I'm standing in front of a person. , but I feel that all the blood in his body is my own. The blood of every living being is different. I have become accustomed to using the smell of blood to identify people. A person's temper, illness, cultivation, life span, and even hobbies, thoughts, and desires can all be used. Informed to me by its blood."
"Then can you control the blood?" Mu Ziyun stretched out his arm and made a slight cut. The blood flowed out and dripped to the ground. "Sister Zhou, give it a try."
Zhou Xiqin looked at the blood seeping into the loess drop by drop in a daze. Just between his breaths, suddenly, strange blood-colored flowers bloomed in the loess. Lingdang was surprised: "It's the Biangan flower, I saw it in Huangquan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Ziyun, Fang Tianmu, Ling Dang, Tang Daoyuan, Deng Manzhou, and all the phantom beasts in the Immortal Realm all felt their legs unsteady and dizzy. One word emerged from the depths of their minds - die.
The blood-red Bianhua flowers bloomed one after another along with the blood. When everyone looked at Zhou Xiqin again, they found that she was sitting among the Bianhua flowers like the blood demon of Yama. They could no longer see her expression, and everyone seemed to be trapped in the sentence before death. , this is simply an "arrangement" that cannot be questioned and resisted, just like Wangxiang was sentenced to death by a pen.
Is this really blood? Where is the blood!
In an instant, everyone around him disappeared. Mu Ziyun seemed to be standing in a sea of blood. It was a real sea of blood. The strong smell of blood impacted Mu Ziyun's spirit, making him extremely awake. He looked around at the empty space, but blinked. Suddenly, the flowers of the other shore bloomed around me, and the flowers of the other shore seemed to have become roads, one after another, finally converging on one point, and that point was Zhou Xiqin who was sitting upright.
At this time, Zhou Xiqin's aura changed drastically. She was covered in a blood robe, and flowers of the other shore were flying around her. In the empty sea of blood behind her, a magnificent and terrifying palace suddenly rose up, a ghost palace that occupied half of the world.
The majestic palace gate seems to be hundreds of miles wide and thousands of miles high, with gloomy bricks and tiles, and ghost sounds can be heard from every brick. And this ghost palace, which Mu Ziyun considered to be an illusion, continued to become complete and clear. He saw countless images of living beings, following the road paved with flowers on the other side, colorless and godless towards the door of the palace, and gradually Earth, they also lost their color and turned gray.
What a magnificent ghost palace, it really occupies half of the world! In the buildings, bells, drums and birds stand, demon bones climb on the bricks, divine crows step on the eaves, and countless flying objects are either flowers from the other side or gods, ghosts and demons.
After a moment, a gap opened in the pitch-black palace door, as if a ray of light had been cut between heaven and earth. It was just light, and all the creatures that followed the Flower of the Other Side entered the palace door.
Mu Ziyun no longer thought it was an illusion, so he whispered in fear: "Sister Zhou?"
Suddenly, Zhou Xiqin moved. She slowly raised her hand, and a clean crystal appeared on the sea of blood in front of her. Her face was hidden in darkness, and a drop of blood oozed from her raised finger.
Mu Ziyun seemed to know that it was his own blood, and the blood dripped and slowly flowed on the crystal surface. Mu Ziyun's life and death seemed to depend on that drop of blood.
"Zhou...Sister Zhou..." Mu Ziyun's voice began to tremble.
After the drop of blood dispersed, a pattern slowly formed at first, but it was not completely formed. But Mu Ziyun suddenly felt that his time had come, and he couldn't help but step on the flower of the other side and walk into the palace door. However, the pattern again It immediately disappeared and dispersed again, and actually formed the language of the human race, which is one word - life.
In an instant, Mu Ziyun saw the realm of immortality. His blood no longer flowed out, but was replaced by cold sweat all over his body. Everyone was paralyzed on the ground, and Zhou Xiqin and Deng Manzhou had fainted.
