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This space is vast and boundless. When you stand on top of the Heavenly Palace and look far into the distance, you can see a fairy tree with a dome. Whether it is an illusion or not, there is actually a bright moon growing on the top of the tree.

A figure with gray eyes stood quietly, raising his head and looking at the moon. What he stepped on was the palace that Xu Mu had tried so hard but could not get close to even half of.

His identity is special, and even he himself does not know how he was created, but he has been living in this space since he became conscious.

So as Charles said, this is his palace.

He didn't want Xu Mu to come in. No matter how hard Xu Mu tried, he couldn't get even half a step inside.

This principle also applies to any place in this space, so when he looked at the training ground and saw Xu Mu training hard, an unknown smile suddenly appeared on his emotionless face like a puppet.

There is no free lunch in the world, and this principle applies whether it is Blue Star or Taichu Realm.

And since Xu Mu's soul has come here and is borrowing the training ground he and Charles built, he must ask for some reward.

For example, the outer body.

Although he had always stubbornly believed that it was his body and Xu Mu was the sojourner, his soul could not compete with Xu Mu because the other party was the real body.

Therefore, he could only take advantage of the opportunity when Xu Mu's energy and spirit were at his weakest after watching the night, and tried his best to expel Xu Mu's soul into the heavenly palace, and then briefly became the master of that body.

But when Xu Mu wakes up from his deep sleep, he will be driven back to the Heavenly Palace again without any resistance, so how long he can stay outside depends on Xu Mu's condition and when he wakes up.

When Xu Mu woke up, he wanted to go back.

Therefore, during the few years he controlled his body, the world he saw was always dark, and he never even saw the sun hanging high in the sky.

The brightest sky he has ever seen is the chaos before the red sun rises. The sky and the earth are dark and turbid.

So this kind of opportunity today is rare. If Xu Mu's soul comes to the Heavenly Palace, he can take the opportunity to occupy the body of the outside world. Even if it is only for a short time, he can see the daytime.

Thinking of this, the gray-white pupils could no longer suppress their desire for the sun. They immediately clasped their hands together and used their consciousness to communicate with heaven and earth.

Woo...

There seemed to be a distant flute sound, and his spirit slowly floated towards the sky along the pillar.

Three seconds later, a white light flashed, and Xu Mu's eyelids trembled in the house in Fengqing Village.

Whoosh!

When he opened his eyes this time, his pupils had turned gray-white!

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In the house in Fengqing Village, gray-white eyes slowly stood up.

He looked through the window at the warm and innocent sun hanging in the sky, thinking on his face.

This is the first time he has regained control of his body during the day, so what should he do?

Should you hone your sword skills, practice alchemy, or continue to search for the holy relics in the Night Realm?

After Gray Tong thought for a long time, his stomach growled suddenly, so he awkwardly walked into the kitchen on the side.

Looking at the dazzling array of leftovers in front of him, he was silent for a moment, then picked up a dry and hard sugar cake and put it into his mouth with difficulty.

This is his first time eating.

"Although I have never learned cooking skills, this taste is really not delicious. I really don't know how Charles taught you."

Gray-white pupils took a sip of water with an expressionless expression. The taste of this pancake was really not that good. It was even stiffer than the frozen bacon in the corner in winter.

——Although he has never eaten bacon.

But he believed that even if he had never cooked or eaten, he could definitely judge that Xu Mulao's cake was really the most unpalatable cake in the world.

After finishing the cake, he began to think about the previous problem again.

It is estimated that he only has seven hours of activity at most. When the sun sets, Xu Mu will withdraw from the Heavenly Palace and regain control of his body.

Seven hours is basically the same amount of time he has to control his body at night. He can do all the things he should do at night, such as drawing a sword to kill ghosts.

But the difference is that it's daytime now and the sun is outside.

He didn't want to waste this wonderful time on fighting. Searching for holy relics was the serious business... But the faint aura of the third-stage superpower next to the ancient tree in Fengqing Village was really tempting.

people!

"No." As if he had decided something, he raised his head and took another sip of cold water, swallowed the last bit of sugar cake in his mouth, and then opened the door and walked onto the street.

He knew what happened in Xishan last night, and now there was a third-stage superpower user in the village. This made him very curious, so Gray and White Tong decided to go over and have a look and have a fight with the opponent.

After the fight is over, it's not too late to look for the holy relics.

But the moment the gray eyes opened the door, the fallen leaves in the small courtyard suddenly flew up, and they gathered together in a spiral, forming a tornado.

Sensing the movement, Xu Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately used his right hand to open the door with less force.

The courtyard suddenly became calm.

...

In the Realm of Weird Night, the battle was fierce outside the Western Mountains. Birds and beasts were scattered in all directions. Countless Daxia officers and soldiers were wearing armor and waving their swords at the strange ghosts all over the mountain. The screams of humans and animals were intertwined with each other, blood was flowing, and the wounded were constantly being treated by medical staff.

Soldiers carried a stretcher and rescued him.

On a relatively flat hillside, a command post like an underground palace was excavated downwards. There were torches hanging on the walls, and there were many turns. If there were no special formulas, unless you had spiritual powers, you would definitely

get lost.

Yin Shui'er was taken into the underground command post by a slightly older Demon Slayer superpower. After going through a series of twists and turns, they walked into a stone room.

Inside the stone house, there was a long stone table. On both sides, two rows of red-robed strangers from the Demon Division sat at attention. They all looked solemn, and some of them seemed to be injured.

"If the wounded are not treated in time, why do they come here?"

Yin Shui'er looked at the middle-aged man at the end of the long table, and sneered in her heart while gasping for air. Her uncle liked to play tricks most, using these forms. People were dying outside every second. The dignified Governor of the Demon Slayer Division was actually here.

Have a meeting here?

"We have been fighting for so long and can't even attack the outer perimeter. Don't you think it's embarrassing to receive the salary from the imperial court?"

The man at the end of the long table cursed and threw the map on the table angrily. The chaos in Xishan had been going on for seven hours. All members of their Demon Slayer Division were dispatched, and even the 30,000 garrison troops who had not fallen into the city were moved over.

But it still couldn't completely drive the White Walkers back to the interior of the Western Mountains.

Seeing that the man could only complain, but there were dead soldiers outside all the time, Yin Shui'er couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up angrily and snatched the map from Yin Zhongxiu's hand:

"I think such blanket searches are not applicable to Xishan."

Yin Shuier's eyes were as sharp as knives. Ever since she was recalled from Fengqing Village, she had already understood the seriousness of the matter.

On the road, she was thinking about ways to break the situation all the time, and finally came to the conclusion that the only one that seemed feasible was one.

"The current situation is that an unknown high-level pollution source has appeared in the Western Mountains, which is continuously providing energy to the White Walkers. Our purpose this time is to find this pollution source."

Yin Shuier stretched out her index finger and began to analyze.

"But Xishan is too big, and the terrain is complex and dangerous. If we continue to do this and evenly distribute our troops to investigate, it will be difficult to find the source of the pollution before the strange night comes. We will not be able to find it, let alone get rid of it."

"So I think we should gather the aliens we have on hand and divide them into several troops, march straight in, and conduct a quick search deep in the Western Mountains. This will make it easier to find the source of the pollution, instead of wasting it like now.

time!"

Yin Shui'er finished speaking angrily, still holding the map in her hand. The man on the seat had a very bad look on his face, so everyone in the room suddenly fell silent.

Because not everyone is Yin Shui'er, they don't have the courage to challenge the governor's authority head-on, let alone laugh at his jokes, because that man has a very bad temper.

"Drive in all the way? That's easy for you to say!" The man held back his anger, rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand, and let out a heavy sigh, "Xishan Mountain is too big and too dangerous. Like you said, if you want to drive in all the way, you need at least three people.

Combat power above stage."

Yin Zhongxiu stretched out two fingers with a serious expression:

"Counting me, there are only two third-level aliens in the entire company. The remaining twenty or so second-level aliens, together with more than eighty first-level aliens, can barely make up two third-level aliens.

With the combat strength out, that is to say, we can only form three teams in total, and this is on the premise of giving up peripheral defense."

"What can three teams do? If the speed is slower, they can't even check one-tenth of the Western Mountains, let alone find the location of the source of the pollution and eliminate it under the obstruction of the mountains of ghosts!"

Yin Shuier looked ugly: "But this is the only way, isn't it? Do you have to wait like this and let those ordinary soldiers rush forward and die?"

After saying that, Yin Shui'er took out the black gold dagger from her waist, and then turned her head fiercely:

"If you don't go, I will go by myself. You can collect the body for me at the rear. This will save my aunt from worrying about me every day and bury it in the mountains for me instead of transporting it back to the imperial city!"

Seeing that Yin Shuier was about to leave the temporary headquarters and walk out, Yin Zhongxiu had a headache.

His niece has been a mistress since she was a child. Not to mention himself, even in the imperial city, Yin Shui'er is lawless. She calls the prince a brother-in-law, beats the legitimate son of a first-grade bachelor in the street, and even throws stones into other people's mansions.

No one lives there.

If she really wants to become a fool and insists on going to Xishan, the only way he can do is to knock Yin Shui'er unconscious, but if she wakes up, the consequences will be very serious.

"Come back here!"

Yin Zhongxiu slapped the table and stood up with an angry look on his face:

"That's Daxi Mountain, the tomb of strangers. Do you think it's for nothing? When you enter Xishan yourself, in less than half an hour, even the sword in your hand will be eaten by those big monsters.

There’s nothing left!”
To be continued...