Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

At the end of the secret passage is a secret room with bookshelves on three sides.

The books one by one are neatly placed on it, and there is a desk in the middle.

There is a faint smell of books in the room, and the wax oil on the table is made of something, but it is still bright.

The dim yellow light of the fire danced when the wind came, Yan Yun walked to the table and picked up the scroll on the table.

The picture scroll was somewhat heavy, and it was slowly unfolded in her hands, and a woman was drawn on it, with a bit of Rong Hui visible between her eyebrows.

She knew in her heart that this was the mother Rong Hui was talking about.

"Host, this is the soul painting scroll. It can keep your own or other people's souls in the painting. It is an eighth-grade magic weapon."

"If one day you can't escape, you can abandon your body and keep your soul in it, but the time limit cannot exceed one year. Otherwise, even if you reshape your body, you won't be able to go back, you can only enter the path of reincarnation."

Duo Cai's voice sounded, "But now there is a soul in it, you need to release her soul to use it again."

"You can punch in the power of the soul, and then draw this symbol, but this scroll has been used several times, and it may be used three or four times in your hands."

It is indeed a good thing.

Yan Yun followed its method, and after a while, a phantom of a woman appeared out of thin air on the scroll.

Her slender eyes were as gentle as water, and after a brief thank you, she disappeared before Yan Yun's eyes and turned into a cloud of green smoke into the world.

She took the picture scroll with her, and when she left, she returned to the yard where she met Rong Hui.

Yan Yun took out a pack of unknown seeds that he got a long time ago, dug up the dark ground, and planted them.

"Host, are you planting here?"

In fact, it can't identify what this bag of seeds is, but if it is planted like this, Duocai still feels a little distressed. After all, such a special thing must not be simple according to the urine nature of the novel.

She spread her hands and recited the mantra lightly, urging the seeds to germinate.

The wisps of wood aura turned into visible green aura surrounding this bud that broke out of the ground. In the desolation, it is the only living thing.

"I only have this, don't worry, I only planted a part, let it bloom here."

"Although it may not be a flower, I hope it can survive."

Yan Yun nodded, thought about the current situation where there is no grass growing in the Demon Realm, and the situation is full of resentment, and added another sentence.

The vitality contained in the flowers and plants is the foundation of all things, the purest vitality. She has a small manpower and cannot perdite all things, so she will leave the seeds of hope in this desolate land.

The camellia tree on the top of the wall has become a dead branch, and only the remaining stumps are blackened at the foot of the wall. If new vitality can be bred here, he will be happy too.

When she returned to the human world, the one-day time limit for transforming the gods had just expired, and the timing was just right.

The moment Song Qingyue regained consciousness, she was in a trance, as if she had a dream.

In the dream, she wholeheartedly admired the respected master, who brought her into the devil world, and put her soul into another body.

Then she returned to her own body, but this body seemed to have two people.

Sometimes it's her, sometimes it's someone else.

She began to lose track of reality, and she didn't know what she was doing, or even why she was alive.

When she told Yan Yun about this dream, Yan Yun realized that Song Qingyue still had Qinghui in his body when he came back.

They coexist as one, but it is clear that most of them are dominated by Qinghui.

"Then, am I a demon now?"

Song Qingyue was a little confused, so what is she now?
"You are Song Qingyue."

Listening to Yan Yun's words, Song Qingyue's eyes suddenly filled with tears. She raised her hazy eyes and looked at the girl in front of her. She had a face similar to hers. She smiled slightly and looked at her with strong and gentle eyes. .

"Come on, let's make this public."

Song Qingyue looked at her gratefully, and took Yan Yun's open hand towards her.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Yan Yun flew directly to Changle Sect with her Yujian. The crimson light shone on the two of them, and even their hair became dreamy.

The Changle Sect in the distance greeted the sunset in the sky, as if coated with a layer of sacred and lonely light, it came into view.

They landed at the gate of the mountain, and the disciples guarding the mountain were almost scared to death when they saw the faces of the two of them clearly, and rushed into the sect to report to the suzerain as if fleeing.

Liang Xun just came back from the outside and hadn't had a break yet, when he heard that Yan Yun had cheated on the corpse, Song Qingyue came out from the Demon Realm and wanted to kill them all, he was so scared that he almost didn't come up.

He ordered them to report to Xianjun, and then rushed to the gate of the mountain to check the situation.

Not only him, but the entire sect was alarmed. If it wasn't for being suppressed by the Discipline Hall, the gate of the mountain would have been trampled to death.

Several elders looked at Song Qingyue vigilantly. Song Qingyue's ferocity after being enchanted was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although this person has no demonic energy in him now, he still has to be worrying.

But when their eyes touched the person behind Yan Yun, Qi Qi fell into a huge silence.

"How is it? Is Xianjun here?"

Liang Xun pushed his way out of the crowd, not forgetting to ask questions while pushing.

"Don't ask him, he's here."

Before Liang Xun walked out, Yu Feng, who had completely lost his cultivation and had his meridians cut off, appeared in the eyes of everyone with the girl's clear voice, causing an uproar.

"Yu Feng abused the forbidden technique with his own selfish desires and harmed his disciples"

Word by word, she announced his evil deeds to the public, and her spiritual power poured the words into everyone's ears. The entire Changle Sect was as quiet as death, only her voice resounded everywhere.

The expressions on the faces of the elders and the master of the peak became more and more complicated. Looking at the numb Yu Feng, no one said a word.

"If you don't believe me, you can check whether Qingyue's soul has been replaced."

Song Qingyue took a step forward, "If it wasn't for Yan Yun, I'm afraid we would still be deceived by it!"

She looked at Yu Feng with countless disappointments and anger in her eyes.

"Xianjun."

Liang Xun digested all the information he had just learned, looked at Yu Feng, who was at the end of his life, and sighed, not knowing what to say, "Come in first."

He opened a corner of the mountain guard formation and brought them into the Changle Sect.

At this time, the place is still quiet. Everything they learned just now completely overturned their cognition. The immortal monarch who is full of glory and devoted himself to Tao actually killed so many people in order to resurrect the demon woman.

What they said just now is that the woman from the demon world infected many people with demon energy in their Changle sect, so wouldn't they!
For a moment, people were panicked, and all the disciples couldn't help but doubt themselves and the people around them.
People who are determined to write [-] manuscripts suddenly realize that they have played with their mobile phones for three hours before starting to write. Happy weekend everyone~