Qin Mu was thinking about how to design accurate magical powers of creation to help Di Yiyue treat his injuries without damaging her brain. The woodcutter climbed to the rooftop of Yongjiang Academy to prepare for the method to help the people of Lizhou attract souls, saying: "If the people of Lizhou are separated from their souls for too long, will they damage their bodies, or will they still pull their souls or souls back."

The First Ancestor Human Emperor showed his grief and said, "Snatching the soul from Youdu and letting the dead return to the sun will damage your life. Although the Heavenly Master is a god and has endless lifespan, he will anger Yinqi, and Yinqi will attack you and restrain your soul. If he cannot escape this disaster, he will suffer from Youdu, and may even be killed by Tu Bo. Even if he escapes this disaster, if he dies in the future, he will suffer from Youdu and will be eaten by Tu Bo. Lizhou is so big and there are so many people, the punishment must be even heavier!"

The woodcutter shook his head and said, "This time I designed to use the lives of the people of Lizhou as bait to lure Lou Yunqu and others to come, and then use Qin Mu to lure the Yin Emperor, which would harm the lives of the people of Lizhou. The source of this matter lies in me, how can I cherish my life? Let's talk about everything after I die."

He also has a deep study of Youdu language and Youdu spells, so it is not difficult to use the soul-hiding guide.

The words of Youdu came from his mouth, and gradually a portal emerged from the virtual reality.

He did not refine the Gate of Chengtian like Qin Mu, nor could he refine magical powers such as the Slaying God Xuanmen or the Mingdu Tianmen. However, he took a different approach and used magic runes to form a portal connecting Youdu.

This method is similar to the original soul-sacred spirit, which is different from the soul-sacred spirit transformed by Qin Mu. The soul-sacred spirit power transformed by Qin Mu is extremely direct. After activate the magic power, the Gate of Chengtian appeared directly, and it was very easy to summon the soul of the dead from Youdu.

The woodcutter's saint's soul-hiding guidance is time-consuming and mana-consuming, but the effects are almost the same.

He stood on the rooftop, with the demonic energy of Youdu behind him, and the darkness became thicker and thicker. It was now during the day. Although the sun in the sky was shaking, the sun was very strong. However, it was invaded by the demonic energy of Youdu, and the sun could not shine at all.

In the dark demonic energy, a portal stood up, and souls kept flying out, flying from all directions. When he found his body, he crawled in. After a moment, the owner of the body woke up quietly.

The woodcutter saint practiced the demonic energy of Youdu became wider and wider. The demonic energy extended from the Yongjiang Academy, covering Yongjiang, spread to Dijiang County, and spread from Dijiang County to several other county towns.

More and more souls flew out of that portal, and more and more people woke up. At this moment, the lights were faint in the darkness, and a small boat floated in the darkness and drifted towards the portal.

"I'm here, maybe I'm here to condemn my soul."

The woodcutter saint was depressed, but his face was very calm, and he said to himself: "As long as I don't implicate others, it's good. If I die, I will be worth it. Besides, it will be a big deal for the lives of the people of Lizhou. Besides, it will be a big deal for Emperor Yin and King Yiyue, and block the natural disaster. It's worth it. I have three disciples, and they... are all very good. Without me, they can go on."

The gloom in his heart disappeared, waiting to meet his final destiny.

The boat sailed to the doorway in the darkness, and the old man at the bow stood up, took off the horse lantern, and took a photo at the woodcutter saint.

The woodcutter and saint were unstable when the soul was illuminated by the light, but they still recited Youdu Words. They did not dare to slack off at all. They only hoped that they could summon all the souls of the people who died in Lizhou before they could start.

The boat sailed out of the door, and the old man was about to enter the living room from Youdu with a horse lantern. The woodcutter and saint were in awe of heart, and stopped casting spells, saying, "Can the Lord of Youdu, please stay tuned for a moment and wait for me to fulfill my wish?"

The old man was about to speak, but suddenly, Qin Mu leaned into the door and looked around. When he saw him, he was overjoyed and smiled and said, "So it's the Lord of the Mansion!"

The old man in the dark face said, "I originally thought you were summoning souls, so I planned to come and see it, but it wasn't you, so I thought that the people who dared to summon souls were very brave. In the past two days, many people have been summoning souls, causing chaos, and Tu Bo was very unhappy!"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Forgive me, I asked them to summon souls. Why didn't Fu Jun do anything to them?"

The old man's face was gloomy and he snorted.

Qin Mu hurriedly said, "This time the soul-conjuring is my teacher. I am busy and have no time to conjure the soul, so I asked him to do it. What he doesn't understand and mess with the Lord of the House, and I'll forgive the guilt. Otherwise, if I were to conjure the soul-conjuring myself?"

The old man in Yin Crazy was silent for a moment and said in a stiff tone: "No need, although the seal is very reliable, you must act carefully, so as not to feed your brother the soul you summoned."

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Don't worry, the willow leaves on my eyebrows are well pasted and never exposed, so my brother can't run out."

The old man in the Yin Crazy face was slightly slower and instructed: "It's better not to expose it. If you release your brother, it will cause trouble for you to wipe your butt. I won't pursue the matter of soul-suming this time. You have a rule, that is, the first seventh person in the deceased is not considered the dead, and you can still return the Yang. So it's not that You are afraid of you, nor is I want to give you face, but that there is really such rule. Be careful."

Qin Mu repeatedly claimed that he was, saying: "Great send."

The old man was sent back to Youdu on a small boat and disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Mu trotted back again, leaving the dumbfounded woodcutter and saint on the rooftop, and couldn't come back for a while.

"Brother Dao, I really envy you for having such an outstanding disciple who can eat well in Youdu."

Furiluo was filled with emotion and envious: "How did you cultivate him so outstandingly? Can you teach me too?"

The Chixi Divine Man hurriedly listened, not daring to miss a word.

The woodcutter saint opened his mouth: "I..." but he couldn't continue.

"This guy is so shameless that he hides his own privately in front of us!" Chi Xi was indignant.

He had a bad impression of the woodcutter, but now he is even worse.

The woodcutter could not explain, so he had to continue to summon souls and said in his heart: "What have I taught him? Why don't I know..."

Qin Mu ran back to Di Yiyue, and Di Yiyue also looked at him curiously and whispered: "Do you recognize the Holy King of Tianqi Ren?"

Qin Mu focused on calculating the design of the rune of creation, and said without raising his head: "I recognize it. I have had several dealings and a very easy-to-talk old man."

Di Yiyue widened her eyes and was amused and crying: "It's easy to talk to? Don't you know that Tianqi Rensheng King is the second largest figure in Youdu, second only to Tubo? If he is easy to talk to, wouldn't the gods and demons who were beaten to death by him cry to the point of crying? As long as he violates the rules of Youdu, even if he destroys a world, this Rensheng King will do whatever he wants!"

Qin Mu designed the rune of creation, tried it, shook his head and said, "It must be a rumor. Fujun is a good man and never has a temper. Sister, don't move, I want to heal you."

Di Yiyue quickly stood firm and remained motionless.

Qin Mu wanted to do something, but felt it was a little uncomfortable, so he had to say, "Sister, you are tall, you should lie down, so I can do it."

Emperor Yiyue lay down flat as he spoke, floating in the air, five feet away from the ground.

Her look flowed down like tassels, and her black clothes were hanging down like smooth silk. Qin Mu glanced at her chest that was erect even when she was lying down, and exclaimed in her heart: "Sister is so beautiful."

Although a simple boy also looks at his face, because of the teachings of the old elders in the village when he was young, he stubbornly believed that he could not only look at his face, but also his chest.

Girls with big breasts are beautiful.

He calmed down and cast spells. He didn't need many creation runes to repair Emperor Yiyue's wounds. He only needed to select creation runes specifically for the forehead and brain from the three-yuan spirit immortal consciousness and the unleashed creation Xuan Sutra. However, how to reorganize and prevent other brain tissues from proliferating, this is the key.

This is why Qin Mu had to calculate and calculate for so long.

In addition, some runes of creation need to be cut and reorganized the rune structure. This is the first time for him, so he must be careful.

After all, the brain is very fragile. It is not good if there is less, and it is not good if there is too much.

Moreover, Di Yiyue was injured not only in her body, but also in her soul. Qin Mu redesigned the Rune of Creation this time to heal her soul's wounds.

He cast the spell carefully and saw that the brain tissue inside Di Yiyue's mind was growing slowly, and the missing parts slowly grew back, filling the blood hole.

Qin Mu was extremely careful in every move, with layers of array patterns emerging in his pupils, staring at the blood hole on Di Yiyue’s forehead, and carefully observing the growth of brain tissue.

He controlled his magic power to make the rune more subtle changes. Only when the brain tissues completely grew out can he carefully change the rune and let the wounds between her eyebrows grow into bones.

When the bones grew, Qin Mu changed the rune again, this time to repair her forehead skin.

"Muer, our pharmacist may be unemployed." The pharmacist's voice came.

Qin Mu's last rune civilization was undetermined, and finally the rune dispersed. Di Yiyue raised her hand and touched her forehead, surprised and smiled and said, "The great master is really a skill of creation!"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Sister turned over. There is still a hole in the back of your head that has not been repaired... Slowly, be careful that the brain is flowing out. Grandpa Pharmacist, the art of creation cannot replace medical skills, nor can it replace pharmacist."

He treated the back of his head for Di Yiyue and said, "It is difficult to master the art of creation. It is not impossible to practice to achieve this level of my life. His talent is as outstanding as mine. He spends tens of thousands of years of hard practice and practice, and most of the time can be done."

Although others do not know the difficulties of the art of creation, he understands it very clearly. His art of creation mainly comes from the thinking of the Red Emperor. If there is no thinking of the Red Emperor, he will not know when it will take to comprehend the current level.

"Also, the human body is a large system, and the physical bodies of gods and demons are a small world. The art of creation can repair the body, but maintaining the balance of the human body system and the balance of the physical bodies of gods and demons, then a pharmacist is needed."

Qin Mu dispersed the runes, took out a small mirror and handed it to Di Yiyue, and said, "Sister, see if it's the same as before?"

————The pig will go home tomorrow!
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