The Taoist ruling, who was halfway through, ended up in vain. No one knew what Taoist Que Yan and Su Muzhe said. However, since then, Su Muzhe has never mentioned Qingsuzi's promotion to the Nascent Soul. Everyone discussed it several times in private. Finally, looking at Su Muzhe's increasingly gloomy face, no one had the courage to mention it again.

However, those who are interested can still see the surging surging under the calm surface of the Southern Region’s Conquering Gods.

Qingsuzi's promotion to the Nascent Soul realm should be a treacherous thing, but all Taoists rarely remain silent.

This is the will of the gods behind it. Not to mention Daozi, the old monsters of the Yuanying in the sects are unwilling to go against it and easily get the gods.

During such a peaceful time, Su Muzhe announced his retreat and walked into the depths of the lonely mountain alone.

This is where Su Muzhe obtained the sword of killing. In ancient times, a powerful man set up a terrain of ten deaths and no life. Finally, he was reversed by Su Muzhe, gathering the dragons in all directions, rolling hot earth fire, turning this place into the center of the earth furnace.

This is a terrifying world that ordinary people cannot imagine. No one dares to enter easily. Only when Zhao Siyu practiced the Vermillion Bird Sutra and stabilized her realm, she once went into seclusion in the depths of Gushan. After that, Su Muzhe was the second person to enter this place.

The earth fire was burning, not to mention that this place had been burned for a hundred years. Even Su Muzhe had to use his magic power to resist the burning of the earth fire.

The once quiet and cold quiet room in the mountains has now become red, and there is a faint mist of fire covering the eyes of all directions, making people unable to see it clearly.

Su Muzhe waved his hand and threw a figure from the storage bag.

Chu Han.

Molizi.

The peak of the Nascent Soul Monster.

Contemporary Xuanlong Peak Palm.

Su Muzhe has been a prisoner for more than a hundred years.

He is also his nominal master.

Su Muzhe stretched out his hand and took out the silver needle from the Baihui acupoint. This set of square inch needles blocked Chu Han for more than a hundred years, dyeing the blood of the Nascent Soul itself contained the poison of the square inch, which was said to be a ban. On the other hand, it was also the blood of the Nascent Soul that was tempering and nourishing the silver needle. Now it is indescribable. Perhaps one day, the Daoyun ban can be born on its own and become an innate magic weapon.

This is a later story, and I will not mention it.

After taking out the silver needle, Chu Han woke up leisurely. He first glanced at Su Muzhe, then looked around at the scorching earth fire around him, and finally looked at Su Muzhe.

"Are you coming up with a new way to humiliate me? Even though the earth fire here is burning, it cannot hurt my Nascent Soul body. You should know this."

There was no emotion in Chu Han's words, and there was even a little strange resentment in his calmness. Su Muzhe just glanced at her, but still didn't say anything, as if he was struggling with something. Finally, he spoke, usually for Chu Han, and more like for himself.

"I've always been hesitating. This thing can be done long ago. The method seems to be proficient. I have even successfully used both of them. But I still have no idea. You are different from them after all. You are the old monster of Nascent Soul. Even if I have been banned for a hundred years, I still have a trump card hand that I can't even imagine even my wisdom.

This method cannot be used to them. For you, it may be just a path, but I don’t have time to wait any longer. If you step late, the road ahead will be ten thousand steps later. You are also a demon cultivator and you should know that if you are a little weak, you will die and disappear...

Before you enthrone the gods and sacrifice to heaven, you once asked me that lies usually have to be fulfilled by thousands of lies. More than a hundred years have passed. How will you appear in the world? At that time, I had never figured out, and maybe I didn’t understand it now, but some people no longer gave me time to think about it. This is the answer I gave you..."

Su Muzhe's hoarse voice was very low, and he said one by one, which was a gloomy expression that Chu Han rarely saw.

He had never seen Su Muzha in such a state.

He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he became silent. He listened to Su Muzhe's constant whispering, telling many things from the beginning of the Gods' Project, including Qingsuzi's promotion to the Nascent Soul.

"In this way, it is a foregone conclusion that the old monsters of the Yuanying in the sects have entered. When you see me today, you also want to take the lead in the future. If I am right, the method you mentioned is to confine your life?"

Facing Chu Han's questions, Su Muzhe nodded silently.

"What are the disadvantages of this method?"

Facing the old monster that has been around for thousands of years, hiding it has no effect. Su Muzhe pondered for a moment and then said it truthfully.

"This method can control human life and act in the soul, but it is difficult to control the mind. You are the Nascent Soul after all, and you are the Nascent Soul, and you are above all. If you release you, even if you discuss with Lu Mizi behind your back, or the other Nascent Soul monsters in the sect, you will understand your soul restrictions together, and you will not be able to break this method. At that time, will I have a way out?"

"Do you think I'll kill you?"

This question was unreasonable, and Su Muzhe was stunned.

"I thought you hated me. I humiliated you in every way. To be fair, if I were you, I would kill someone once I broke free."

"Su Muzhe, has anyone ever told you that you will be like a madman when you kill someone, and you will be like a paranoid scholar on weekdays. Many complex emotions remain in you, but you are not like a demon cultivator."

Su Muzhe chuckled. This name had not been heard from others for a long time.

"You were the first to say this."

"You still don't understand. When you first imprisoned me, you asked about Xuan Longfeng's martial arts, magical powers, and Taoist techniques. Later, you didn't mention all the complexities, most of them are like this. Now you want to let me go out, just to gain the advantage of the Gods. At least one thing I know is that Su Muzhe, you have never had the intention to kill me from beginning to end. If you don't want to kill me, why do I want to kill you?

Because of those humiliations? You have never really climbed up from the bottom of the Demon Sect. Your life has been mostly bizarre experiences, and most of them are chances. You will not understand that any ordinary demon cultivator has surpassed the darkness in his past experiences that you once imposed on me. Being imprisoned by you is helpless. In the future, all humiliations are my means that I cannot withstand you and inform you of all the magical powers, but this is not the reason for me to kill you.

Besides, no matter what happened behind your back, when placed on the table, you are already the Taoist son of Xuanlong Peak. You are the person who carried the tripod of Xuanlong Peak in the Conquering Gods. You have the means, luck and conspiracy. As long as you are alive, you will continue to enthrone the gods. Xuanlong Peak will continue to benefit, and I will be your master and the palm master of Xuanlong Peak. Do you understand that?”

As he said it thoroughly, Su Muzhe's face became more and more bizarre.

Su Muzhe felt extremely real when Chu Han’s hatred back then. On the other hand, he is more like an old friend of some kind, but Chu Han is comforting Su Muzhe.

The spirit-slashing sword in his hand appeared. Looking at Chu Han's cold and thin face, the strange meaning in Su Muzhe's heart became stronger and stronger.

"After all, what are we?"

Chu Han's face became melancholy for no reason, and suddenly sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

"I'll have a bad fate!"

After speaking, the sword of the spirit-killing fell.
Chapter completed!