Mu Wushuang slowly put away the Juluo Sword and felt that there was nothing and was emitted from Shu Jiu's body. Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping naturally knew that Shu Jiu's merit was gone and he was no longer a god. A red light from the woods four miles away rushed straight to Jiutian. Mu Wushuang and the other two saw it clearly. It was the plague species called Laotu. Wuwuwen went to the underworld to reincarnate. The formation was broken, and the oldtu could go back to the heaven to report. Shu Jiu smiled and said, "Use my merit and fruits to not only save my master, but also save him.

That lady, this deal is worth it!" Li Tianmu clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty is loyal to the God of Plague, and I admire him very much." Shu Jiu shook his head and sighed: "That's Lord Plague God. If it were someone else, Shu Jiu might not be like this - the immortal is not as clean as you imagined. My master is an upright god, and having her is the blessing of the people of the six realms. Alas, Shu Jiu has a cultivation level of nine thousand and six hundred years. He has served his master for three hundred years, and there is no regret in his life."

Mu Wushuang heard that Shu Jiu was sad and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Shu Jiu continued, "I will show my true body after I die. You will peel off my true body's fur, make a vest and a vest, and protect swords and guns. As for the physical body to be used to refine elixirs, I can save a few more people." Mu Wushuang immediately said when he heard this, "How can this be done! Brother, don't worry, I will definitely bury you with you." Shu Jiu smiled and said, "Brother, don't be polite. If Shu Jiu's life is not long, I will definitely have a good drink with you. Just physical body will be used as a gift for you. By the way, don't waste Feng He Mengchen in this paper man, burn it for Shu Jiu!" Li Tianmu nodded and responded, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiu, Li will do it for you."

Shu Jiu walked to an open space, raised his head and stared at the night sky and sighed: "The stars tonight are so beautiful. I don't know if you can see them in the next life... Everyone, Shu Jiu has another thing to ask for. If you see that Qian Huoming in the future, you will thank him for your behalf. Then you will remind him that if you ruin the gods, you will be punished." Lu Xianping said: "Don't worry, Master Jiu, we will do it." As soon as Lu Xianping finished speaking, he saw the Paper Man falling straight to the ground, and Shu Jiu's demonic aura disappeared without a trace. Li Tianmu sighed and slowly knelt down and said: "Junior Jiu Yi, Feng Jue Wushuang, let's bury Master Jiu's true body." Before Li Tianmu finished speaking, he saw the silver runes on the Paper Man's body floating towards the sky like flowing water, shining with flowers.

The three of them looked at the runes all over the sky like fireflies, flying towards the sky one by one. Lu Xianping said in surprise: "Someone has unlocked the spell of this Dharma body? Who will it be?" Li Tianmu thought for a while, and hurriedly supported his hands to the ground and kowtow respectfully and said: "Li Tianmu, the master of the Nine Sword Pavilion, thanked Lord Plague God, and gave Shu Jiu's complete corpse!" Lu Xianping and Mu Wushuang heard this, and quickly knelt on the ground. At the same time, a gentle female voice fell from the sky: "Shu Jiu's greedy cups are wrong and cannot report it for a long time. He should be sent to hell. Thinking of his hard work and good deeds on his daily life, I will not pursue it anymore." Li Tianmu respectfully straightened his waist and said: "Thank you, Lord Plague God!" The runes on the paper man's body had all dissipated, and the silver light in the sky was flying and swaying, as beautiful as a gem river.

Mu Wushuang looked at the lifeless paper man and felt extremely disappointed. The paper man's body suddenly cracked in half. After Feng Hemengchen's wine mist was dissipated, no fire burned spontaneously. The blazing fire illuminated the surroundings. Li Tianmu and others slowly stood up. Lu Xianping said with admiration: "Jiu Ye liked to drink during his lifetime, and Lord Plague God has sent it for him... I didn't expect that this righteous god is also a person with temperament! No wonder Jiu Ye is willing to abolish his merits and achievement priesthood, and he also wants

Save her." In the Nine Heavens, a goddess in red robe lowered her right hand, and her fingers were still holding her hand-pinching posture. The old picture crawled in front of her and said, "The old picture reported to Lord Plague God." The plague God turned his head and had a delicate oval face, willow eyebrows, peach eyes, pink cheeks, red lips. Although it was not as stunning as Gu Xin and Wood Spiritual Feather, she was also an absolute beauty. The plague God nodded, and there was an extra gold sandalwood box on his hand. The red light of the old picture flashed into the box.

The plague god put away the wooden box and sighed softly. When he turned around, he saw Gu Xin standing behind her with a smile. The plague god hurriedly saluted: "Little God has seen Lord Zhenjun!" Gu Xin waved his hand and said, "Don't give me a gift, Xie Yan, why are you polite to me? By the way, your plague seed has been retrieved?" Xie Yan, the plague god, relaxed and nodded slowly when he heard Gu Xin say this: "The plague seed has been retrieved... But Shu Jiu is dead..." Gu Xin frowned and said in shock: "What? That one

The little mouse died? How could this happen? There are not many good people in the sky, and there is one missing!" Xie Yan lowered her eyelids and said slowly, "It is a blessing that someone has used the Unjust Heaven Formation to deal with me. He has lost his soul." Gu Xin put his left hand behind her, and glanced at Feige Tingyu, who was surrounded by fairy mist in the distance with some disgust, gritted her teeth and said, "Xie Yan, I want to go to the human world. You must be careful in the sky. Those people will definitely try their best to deal with you while I am not here."

Xie Yan looked at Gu Xin worriedly and said, "Your Highness, are you going to the human world? Why..." Gu Xin smiled indifferently: "It's just that someone thinks I'm annoying! Send me to the human world so that everyone is quiet." Xie Yan frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "But, it's just that if you go to the human world..." Gu Xin comforted her and said, "Xie Yan, if someone makes things difficult for you, go and find Xuanwu Zhenjun. He is respectful and fair in his actions. I will come back as soon as possible." Xie Yan nodded and said, "Your Highness must be careful."

Gu Xin was silent for a moment, took a deep breath and said, "Shu Jiu liked to drink during his lifetime, so I'll take him some - how can this little thing die if he dies!" Xie Yan lowered his head and said sadly: "Heart, please bring my part with you too! Shu Jiu desperately brought back the plague seed, and I want to cure his sins. This is really..." Gu Xin clenched his right fist and narrowed his eyes: "The way of heaven is originally fair. Some people take advantage of the loopholes in the way of heaven, and they will be retribution sooner or later! Okay, I'm going to leave. Xie Yan, you can keep the position of the righteous god, and someone will rest uneasy, and Shu Jiu will not die in vain." After that, Gu Xin patted Xie Yan's shoulder and walked straight towards the South Heaven Gate.

Mu Wushuang and others waited for Feng Hemengchen's wine to burn out, and they all walked silently to the paper man. They saw a golden mouse over two feet long lying quietly in the paper man. Mu Wushuang bent down and was about to pick up Shu Jiu's body, but suddenly a stern shout came from a distance: "Don't move! That Wannian Rat Monster is mine!" Mu Wushuang and the other two were shocked when they heard this and immediately looked at the person who spoke. Bai Xiaogu pinched Li Yu's right hand on his neck, staring at Shu Jiu's true body with a greedy face. Bai Yanyan, Xiao Rong, Meng

Guo, and there was also a short and thin middle-aged Taoist whom Mu Wushuang knew, standing around Bai Xiaogu. This short and thin Taoist was an old acquaintance to Lu Xianping: Bei Mingkun Cheng Yue. Li Yu grinned and twisted in Bai Xiaogu's hand, but he had no ability to break away from Bai Xiaogu! Li Tianmu's cold sweat fell in an instant. Lu Xianping also frowned and subconsciously pressed the sword on his waist. Cheng Yue and Bai Xiaogu did not seem to see Mu Wushuang's master and disciple, and they stared at Shu Jiu's body intently.

Bai Yanyan curled her lips and said, "Uncle Second, isn't she just a rat demon? What's the rare thing about it? The boy holding the sword over there bullies me repeatedly. Second Uncle Second, you have to help me teach him a lesson!" Bai Xiaogu said with his eyes shining: "Bai Xiaosier, you are a melon baby. This rat demon has nearly ten thousand years of cultivation to cultivate a golden retriever. You can't even tell me that? Even the second uncle has never seen this golden retriever mouse!" "What!" Bai Yanyan was happy when she heard this.
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