Separation Is Inevitable

Chapter 212: Separation is inevitable

There were not many words in this book. Qin Mu read through it roughly and many new ideas about the cultivation of the soul emerged in his mind.

The Demon King Dutian told him that the book contained the magic of Youdu, which seemed to be a lie to trick him.

"When I speak, at least one out of ten is true. When the Demon King of Heaven speaks, only one out of a hundred is true."

Qin Mu thought to himself: "Of all the things he told me, only the Youdu language is true, the rest are all false!"

He pondered carefully, if he could fully understand the mysteries of the words in the book, he could indeed comprehend some soul-related spells. However, the words in this book were more important for strengthening the soul, and soul-related spells were only secondary.

Qin Mu memorized the words in the book, closed the book and meditated, trying to figure out the mystery of the words in an attempt to comprehend a soul-related spell.

There are spells related to souls in the Dayu Tianmo Sutra. The great wizard of the Mandi country also has spells in this area. There are also the Eight Styles of Leiyin passed down to him by Master Ma, and the Great Freedom Seal of the demon clan, all of which have wonderful methods targeting souls.

The Soul-Guiding Technique of the Jiuyou Sect is an outstanding magical power among them.

If it is verified with the text in this book, it can be made more powerful!

Qin Mu pondered for a long time, then slowly walked around in the yard, gesturing as he walked. He was trying to incorporate the principles of the Youdu text into the Rizhao Yanghun Aerial Refining move.

Sunlight Yang Soul Aerial Refining is one of the Eight Leiyin Styles, the most advanced combat skill in the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra. It is extremely powerful and has been evolved to the extreme by successive Tathagatas. There is almost no possibility of improvement or upgrading.

But now, Qin Mu is improving this move. He has not practiced the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra, but since he integrated the Dayu Tianmo Sutra with the Tyrant Body Three Dan Gong and unified his skills, the power of the Eight Thunder Sound Styles has become stronger and stronger, and is not inferior to the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra.

He practiced each move over and over again, punching out one after another. The mother of the fist was the heart seal, and the heart seal was the sun. Every time he punched out, there was a rumbling thunder and the scorching sun was strong. He refined the yang soul and his power gradually increased.

The move that Rizhao Yanghun practiced in the air had no effect on the physical body. Although it was very powerful, it only attacked the soul.

Qin Mu practiced repeatedly, and gradually a trace of fire emerged from his fist. That flame was different from ordinary flames, it was a karmic fire that burned the soul.

Each of his punches was filled with karmic fire. Gradually, the karmic fire became more and more intense, transforming into a blazing red sun around his fists.

The more he fought, the more comfortable he became. He could not help but let out long roars. Suddenly, he punched out, and a huge sun exploded in the sky. The flames rolled out and spread all around, and the hellish fire covered the entire courtyard.

Qin Mu stopped and exhaled a breath. Suddenly, his heart moved. He opened the door and saw the master of the Sword Hall walking towards him quickly.

"Jian Tang, what's the rush?" Qin Mu invited him in and asked.

"King Lu is injured."

The Sword Hall Master had a solemn expression on his face and said in a deep voice, "He is at my place now. King Lu wants to see the leader. His condition... is not good!"

Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat and he walked towards his yard with him.

"Master, I am ashamed to come to see you injured. My injuries are quite serious and I cannot greet you." King Lu was lying on the bed, struggling to get up, but couldn't, and said ashamedly.

Qin Mu waved his hand, walked forward to check his injuries, and frowned slightly. His clothes were torn and there were bloodstains on his white hair and beard.

King Lu's injuries were more serious than those of National Master Yankang. He must have been injured in a fight with several powerful leaders!

His injuries were not only physical, but also mental and spiritual. The injuries were also extremely serious!

His seven great divine treasures all suffered near-devastating blows. His spirit fetus had been petrified, three of the Five Elements Gods had been destroyed, only two pillar gods were left in the Six Harmonies Divine Treasure, the Seven Star Divine Treasure, the Heaven and Man Divine Treasure, and the Life and Death Divine Treasure were all in ruins, and the flying bridge in the Divine Bridge Divine Treasure had been broken.

If it were just these injuries, it would be fine, but the key is that he is old and his health is not as good as before. It is difficult for his body to restrain his soul that is about to disintegrate.

King Lu took a long breath and said, "Master, I have found out the whereabouts of King Qian..."

"Don't talk yet."

Qin Mu took out two bottles of ambergris and used them to treat his physical injuries. He asked him to drink one bottle, then pondered for a moment, wrote down a series of medicine names, and asked the head of the Sword Hall to go to the Treasury to get the medicine according to the prescription. As for whether these herbs could cure King Lu, he had no idea. The best case scenario was that he would be disabled, and the worst case scenario...

The Sword Hall Master left quickly. The injuries on King Lu Tian's body had improved a little, but the injuries on his soul and spirit were even more serious. He panted and said, "King Qian Tian is dead. I investigated his whereabouts, and someone took his clothes and lured me along the way, but I was ambushed..."

Qin Mu frowned and asked, "Who planned to ambush you?"

"They didn't show their faces, but I could recognize their magical powers."

Lu Tianwang's body was convulsing, the wound on his soul was erupting, causing him severe pain. Lu Tianwang gritted his teeth and endured it. His white hair trembled with his body. He laughed and said, "They are after the teleportation method of my Holy Religion... Master, I can't assist you anymore. I am ashamed of the instructions of the ancestors——"

"Don't worry, you won't die, and you won't be disabled."

Qin Mu's eyes trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "Even if you die, I will pull your soul out of the Netherworld!"

"One of the people who hurt me is a top official of the imperial court!"

King Lu's body regained its composure. "I recognize his technique. It is the Lingbao Budong Zen Technique. Among the first-rank officials of the imperial court, the Prince's Grand Tutor Sun Nanda has practiced this technique to the extreme. He sits on a thousand pagodas, and his Lingbao does not move."

Qin Mu made a quick move, his hands flew and pointed at Lu Tianwang. His ten fingers danced, leaving a series of phantoms in the air, and in an instant he sealed Lu Tianwang's soul in his body, preventing his soul from leaving his body.

He was using the Creation Demon Art, which was used by the masters of the Demon Cult to skin people and make clothes, but in his hands it was a means of saving lives.

Although King Lu's three souls and seven spirits were sealed by him, it was still difficult to stop the trend of his soul and spirit disintegrating.

"Master, even though you are a miracle doctor, you can't save a dying person."

King Lu smiled, tremblingly got up from the bed, sat down in front of the hall, his face flushed, and said with a smile: "Don't waste your energy. My soul is about to dissipate, and the divine bridge is broken. I can't hold on any longer. I thought that after the ancestor left, I could assist the leader to revive the Holy Church, but I didn't expect that I would not see this day."

There was a rumbling sound of collapse coming from his body. It was because his Divine Bridge and Divine Treasure began to collapse without the support of the Divine Bridge.

The collapsed Divine Bridge Divine Treasure crushed the Divine Treasure of Life and Death, and then crushed the Divine Treasure of Heaven and Man. Layer after layer of Divine Treasures collapsed.

Qin Mu was filled with grief. Now, even if the Sword Hall Master came back with the medicine, he couldn't save him.

A raging fire burned on King Lu Tian's body, and his soul was torn apart. This tearing was irreversible. His injuries were too severe, and the damage to his soul was even more serious. He was about to die.

If the soul is scattered, it cannot enter the underworld. If the soul is scattered, even a ghost cannot be able to do so.

"The blazing holy fire will burn my remains..."

King Lu Tian murmured in the flames: "Life and death are unpredictable, and separation is inevitable. I will not be able to see you become a Saint Master. I really want to return to Shenglin Mountain and see the Saint Master tree again... I heard the sound of the woodcutter chopping wood..."

The old man shivered in the fire and smiled: "Master, I'm so cold..."

Qin Mu stretched out his palm, wanting to grab the old man's hand, but what he touched was a handful of burnt ashes.

The fire gradually died down, leaving behind grayish-white ashes.

Outside, the footsteps of the Sword Hall Master could be heard, carrying large and small medicine bags. Qin Mu turned around and said woodenly, "Sword Hall, it's no longer necessary. King Lu has passed away..."

The medicine bag in the Sword Hall Master's hand fell to the ground. The nine-foot tall man knelt down on the ground, bowed his head deeply, and his shoulders kept shaking, but no crying was heard.

a long time.

Qin Mu swept up King Lu Tian’s ashes, placed them in a green urn, and stood in front of the urn in a daze.

He was forced to do something and was sold to the Heavenly Demon Sect by Granny Si. He became the Holy Leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect without knowing it. He did not have many feelings for the Heavenly Demon Sect. If he had any feelings, they were for Granny Si and the Young Patriarch.

However, as he got to know the Demonic Sect more and more, he slowly began to like its teachings and the various people in the sect, appreciating their personalities and the way they handled things.

He has already considered himself a member of the Demonic Cult and is working hard to become a qualified Saint Leader.

King Lu didn't get along with him for long, and perhaps he never regarded him as the Holy Leader, but just as a naughty disciple, busying himself cleaning up his mess and clearing up the mess he left behind on Shenglin Mountain.

He was more like an elder who cared for the younger generation, with a look of doting in his reproachful eyes.

Now, he is dead, and has turned into a handful of ashes in the altar...

"Sword Hall..."

Qin Mumu's eyes showed a hint of sharpness, and he said slowly: "Order the disciples in the sect to mobilize all resources and check for me. I want all the information about the Prince's Grand Tutor Sun Nanda, his life, his family, his sect, his disciples, everything about him!"

The head of the Sword Hall stood up and said, "I obey the Master's order!"

Qin Mu continued, "Take King Lu away as well. If he wants to return to the Saint Master Tree, you can... bury him there."

The Sword Hall Master left with Qingtan.

Qin Mu walked out of Jian Tang's residence and found Si Yunxiang, who had returned to Shiziju from Tianlu Tower. He asked for the bookplate back and walked towards Tianlu Tower.

In the Tianlu Tower, he came to the third floor. There were not many classics here, only about a hundred volumes. Many white-haired secretaries were studying various skills in the building and bringing forth new ideas.

Qin Mu found the Lingbao Budong Zen and read it carefully. He read it for two days without sleep. Then he walked out of Tianlu Tower, returned to his residence and had a good sleep.

The next day, the head of the Sword Hall came with a thick file.

Qin Mu read carefully, spending half a day reading all the information about the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor Sun Nanda, and then closed his eyes.

The head of the Sword Hall had been waiting quietly on the side. After a long time, Qin Mu opened his eyes and said, "Nanda Temple, Sun Nanda, Lingbao Immovable Zen... It would have too much impact if we wiped out his entire family in the capital, so let's do it outside the city."