Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 130 I Want You to See Through the Hearts of the World

"Have you forgotten everything my mother told you from her grave?"

"No, I will kill your fallen evil spirit within my sea of ​​consciousness while I am destroying it."

"You are wrong!" Mo Ling said softly.

"Why is it wrong?"

"I ask you, why have I already broken through the restrictions of heaven and earth and reduced the black divine consciousness in our sea of ​​consciousness to dust, but still haven't deprived you of your consciousness?"

"This..." This is indeed a question that cannot be explained.

Mo Ling whispered again, "Because, a divine thought from my mother has been injected into your sea of ​​consciousness. The mission of this divine thought is to kill my sisters, Qing Ling and Zi Ling!"

Du Fang finally understood a little: "This divine consciousness is here, so my consciousness is still here?"

"Yes!" a soft voice.

Du Fang suddenly flew into a rage: "You lied to me. Why, after I summoned the power of the immortal spirit, did you personally stab my master, my senior sister, and my fellow disciples to death on Lingxiao Mountain?"

Mo Ling sighed softly:

"Because... the power of the immortal spirit is the power of killing... As long as there are living beings nearby, they will be slaughtered... I can't control it!"

Mo Ling said again:

"There have always been only three immortals in the world. One dies, and one is born. When my sister Qingling passed away in the swamps of Zhongze Province, it was the last immortal that died. I was reborn from it and became a new immortal. The Longyuan Sword Sect knew where I was buried and plucked me out..."

"And then you met me, right?"

"Yes, that was fate, and it was also the blessing of my mother's spirit in heaven. You brought me into the tomb, and I was parasitized by my mother's divine consciousness..."

Du Fang suddenly said, "Don't talk so much nonsense. Just tell me, why do I always transform into a woman's body when I use my immortal power? Is there any way to solve this problem?"

"Immortals are the most yin beings in the universe. It's normal for you to become a woman... If you can cultivate to the peak of the ninth level, you will naturally be able to suppress the immortal body and restore your male body..."

"How to solve it, just tell me..."

"The path to improving your swordsmanship to the ninth realm and becoming a true master of heaven and earth is too slow. With your aptitude, it will take forever. Even if you were given a hundred years, you might not succeed. I'm afraid you'll be halfway there before you've even finished. Just like right now, this perfect body of your immortal spirit has already been refined into a human pill... There's still another way..."

"What road?" Du Fang pricked up his ears.

"Devour the blood and energy of living beings, the flesh and souls of monsters. This method is much faster than your slow cultivation!"

Du Fang suddenly stopped talking. He remembered the scene at Lingxiao Mountain where all the living creatures had their blood, energy and souls sucked away, turning into mummies.

He knew in his heart that compared to the previous path, the latter path was closer, but more risky.

"As long as you devour living beings, you will continue to grow stronger. Once you become stronger, this body will reveal its true form and become a male body."

Then you can find the other two fairies and complete the instructions of Emperor and Empress Qingyao.

Thinking of this, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed through Du Fang's mind:

Mo Ling just said that there have always been only three fairies in the world, one dies and one is born. When my sister Qing Ling passed away, she was the previous fairy who died, and I was reborn from her and became a new fairy.

If this Mo Ling doesn't die, how can Qing Ling and Zi Ling be born?

Isn’t this a paradox?

Is there really a long river of time in this world that can span the past and the future and kill my future self and my past self?

"You are wrong!" Mo Ling knew his thoughts and concerns.

"What's wrong with that?"

"This is the inner slash and outer cultivation..."

"You must cultivate the Nine Sword Techniques to the highest level and slash away my evil spirit. Once Mo Ling dies, Qing Ling can be born. By then, you will have become a supreme powerhouse beyond the ordinary world. The other two immortal spirits born will have nothing to do with you, and you will be able to slay them... This is the true inner slash!"

Du Fang finally hesitated and said, "You must have been weaving this deceptive rhetoric for a long time! You yourself are a fallen evil spirit, corrupted by the saints of heaven and earth, used to eliminate all living beings in the world. Would you be so kind as to tell me the method of your own destruction?"

Mo Ling was silent for a long time before she spoke, "Because my father is a great hero of all races, Diqiu, and my mother is the beloved queen mother of all races. My sisters and I are their daughters, but we were transformed into murderous spirits by the saints of heaven and earth. If you kill the evil thoughts, we will return to our mother and father's side..."

Continued:

"This is a curse that has been passed down for thousands of years. I can't get rid of it, so I can only rely on you..."

Du Fang was skeptical and curled his lips.

"I've said so much, and you still don't believe me?"

"I don't quite believe it..." Du Fang said.

"Then go up to the ninth floor. You will see that underworld artifact, which will destroy your soul alive. As for me, I will be refined into a human pill and continue to wield the power of killing in the world!"

To verify the truth of what she said.

Du Fang immediately went up to the ninth floor.

There was no body of a monk on the nine-story Buddhist pavilion. On top of his head was a huge blue eye.

Mo Ling was not wrong when Du Fang's eyes began to focus on the huge eyeball.

His soul began to blur and shatter.

A green porcelain bottle appeared in his eyes. The bottle was beautiful, elegant and noble.

But it exudes an evil aura.

Du Fang watched with his own eyes as his body began to melt and disintegrate. He felt no pain, no discomfort.

He finally saw the black body of Mo Ling in the Tomb of the Human Emperor, flying out of his body and into the green porcelain bottle.

His eyeballs began to shrivel and everything in front of him suddenly went dark.

at the same time.

His body suddenly felt lighter and he floated up silently.

The blue eyeball began to slowly disintegrate and disperse his white soul. At this moment, Mo Ling's voice came over:

"Do you believe it now?"

“I believe it!”

The feeling of helplessness and despair completely enveloped his soul. Everything Mo Ling said was true, and she did not lie to him.

Master Qinghe misled him from the very beginning, saying that the immortal spirit was taking over his body, and made him believe that he had to remove Mo Ling's flower soul.

Brought him to this place, the so-called Mr. Qiu and Boss Gao are all people serving this goal.

They should have known each other for a long time, but I was the only one kept in the dark.

All the false care that the old monk showed on the road was just to gain his own trust.

And he still has a grateful heart.

He was still too young and didn't know the wickedness of human hearts. The evil intentions of people in pursuit of power taught him a profound lesson.

Sadly, this is the last lesson!

It's too late. I am Lingxiao's last disciple, carrying the expectations and dreams of so many people.

If I die, all 3,600 of Lingxiao's disciples and master will have died in vain.

There will no longer be any Lingxiao Sword Sect in the Nine Divine Continents.

The compassion he had always held was deceived by the old monk who appeared to be the most compassionate!

So ironic, yet so funny.

Unfortunately, it was too late, when the last trace of soul dissipated.

A strong blood energy suddenly emanated from Mo Ling's body, completely enveloping his soul.

“It’s not too late!”

Mo Ling's cold voice sounded in his mind:

"A mere seventh-rank underworld artifact is simply wishful thinking, thinking you can take away the power of the immortal spirit!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The unexpected turn of events made Du Fang's entire soul tremble:

"Because I want you to see through the hearts of people in this world and plant a seed of revenge in your heart!"

A great sense of grief and indignation instantly filled Du Fang's mind.

revenge! revenge!

A strong thought occupied his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

When Mo Ling's body touched the green porcelain bottle, the beautiful bottle suddenly shattered and flew everywhere.

Du Fang once again felt the joy of having his body reshaped by the immortal blood.

A sense of coolness entered his mind, and his body began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The vast blood and energy in his body soared into the sky.

"Let's go! It's time to go out!"