Li Muran flew in the night sky for a long time with the Ye Yin Talisman, and confirmed that there were no pursuers behind him, before returning to Mengdiexuan.

In Mengdiexuan, everyone was in a hurry. After seeing Li Muran appear, they each breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry," Feng Ming lowered his head and said to everyone softly, her eyes were red: "Because of my impulse, Meng Diexuan was in trouble."

The shopkeeper shook his head slightly and said, "This cannot be blamed on you. Those who should come will come to Weidao Sect to deal with us Meizu monks. In fact, they have already set their sights on Mengdiexuan. If we continue to stay here, there will inevitably be a battle between us and Weidao Sect."

"What does the shopkeeper mean?" Li Muran asked.

"Like the previous few times, close Mengdiexuan and leave here to avoid this conflict." The shopkeeper sighed and replied.

Yuan Ying suddenly said, "This time, I don't want to escape anymore."

"Why?" the shopkeeper frowned.

Yuan Ying sighed and said, "Everyone sees the girl's death. She has done her best, even sacrificing her cultivation and identity, just wanting to be an ordinary person and be with her beloved. Unfortunately, she is still a monster in the eyes of the human race. As long as her identity is exposed, she will be executed without any other reason."

"We all have our own reasons, either for love, for righteousness, or for our relatives. We are determined to get rid of the Meizu identity and no longer kill any human race. We would rather let go of everything, but in the end, we are still being chased and encircled, fled again and again, concealing our identity again and again, and surviving the storm."

"I am tired of how hard we make, Meizu is the Meizu and will never be accepted by the human race, no matter how sincere we give, it cannot change the prejudice of the human race monks towards us and hide like this, and it is meaningless. No matter how humble or dignified we are, it cannot be exchanged for the recognition and acceptance of the human race."

Another young man also nodded: "Yuan Ying said it well, I don't plan to leave. I would rather die in battle than survive in this grievance."

The shopkeeper looked at everyone accordingly, and everyone nodded slightly.

"Okay," said the shopkeeper Youyou: "It seems that this time, no one wants to escape anymore, so let us let go of our shackles and fight with the Guardian Sect to defend our last little dignity."

"Haha, my phantom has not been used for hundreds of years. I wonder if I can still fight those human guardians," an old man said with a laugh.

"Fellow Daoist Li," the shopkeeper said to Li Muran: "Your situation is quite special. Strictly speaking, you are not the real Meizu. If I want to stay this time, there will inevitably be a big battle; if you choose to leave, I can understand it and I will never blame you."

Li Muran smiled slightly: "Although I am only half of the Meizu, it is no longer tolerant of the human race, and the shopkeeper and fellow Taoist Feng Ming have a life-saving grace to me. This time, I am also going to stay."

"Okay" the shopkeeper laughed: "This time I will have a happy battle between life and death, each of which is fate."

In a quiet room in Mengdiexuan, the shopkeeper talked alone with Li Muran.

"This jade pendant is a token of me. If I cannot break out of the siege during the battle with the Weidao Sect, I will ask fellow Daoist Li to hand over this item to a human monk named Liu Chenfeng. He is a sword cultivator and should practice in the Tianjian Valley tens of thousands of miles away." The shopkeeper reminded Li Muran.

Li Muran heard that the shopkeeper was actually entrusting his words and smiled bitterly: "Among all the fellows Meng Diexuan, the junior high school has the least qualifications and the lowest cultivation level. Why did the shopkeeper entrust this matter to the junior high school? I'm afraid I'm not qualified."

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Otherwise, the magical powers of Meizu monks are above the Phantom. Your Phantom is the most potential among the people, but you don't know how to use them, so you can only use some superficial magical powers."

"What the shopkeeper said is to give advice to practice the magical power of the Phantom? It's a pity that I don't know if it's too late," Li Muran said: "The Weidao Sect may come to the door at any time."

"Of course there is no time to practice temporarily," the shopkeeper said seriously: "However, your phantom inherits from Fairy Wenmo. It is a magical power that has been cultivated. All you need is to stimulate and manipulate its power."

"What should I do?" Li Muran's heart moved.

"It's very simple," said the shopkeeper: "I have discovered before that Fellow Daoist Li is very special, with both the Phantom of the Mei clan and the Divine Thought of the Human Clan. Moreover, Fellow Daoist Li's Divine Thought is particularly pure. This is a great thing for the Phantom. So Fellow Daoist Li only needs to inject his Divine Thought into the Phantom, so that the Phantom can absorb it, and naturally stimulate the powerful power of the Phantom."

"The more divine thoughts Fellow Daoist Li injects into the Phantom, the stronger the Phantom can exert, and it will even be far more than Fairy Wen Mo herself - after all, she does not have such pure divine thoughts as a big supplement."

Li Muran asked curiously: "Since the shopkeeper has long known how to really drive the Phantom, why did he not tell me until now?"

The shopkeeper sighed: "Because of this method, there are great disadvantages. The more spiritual thoughts the Phantom swallows, the stronger it will be, and at the same time it will gradually break away from the control of fellow Daoist Li. If Francis Li injects all his spiritual thoughts into the Phantom, although he can exert the most powerful strength, he is likely to completely lose his mind and become a greedy charm."

"Greedy?" Li Muran was stunned: "A monster who only knows the divine sense of killing and devouring is rumored, but has no emotional and rationality?"

"It's good that Gengmei is regarded as a monster even among the Meizu. Because they are almost uncontrollable, as long as they see the divine thoughts that can be devoured, they will immediately start killing and completely lose themselves." The shopkeeper said: "If fellow Daoist Li does not want to be Gengmei, they must not inject all their divine thoughts into the phantom."

"So thank you for your reminder," Li Muran nodded.

The shopkeeper solemnly explained: "Fellow Daoist Li seems to have the lowest cultivation level on the surface, but he has a strong phenomenon and is the most powerful space magical phenomenon with the strongest survival ability. Therefore, during the war, Fellow Daoist Li is likely to not be attacked by the Wei Dao Sect, and he has a great chance to fight and escape."

"If we have the upper hand, that's the best. If we lose, Fellow Daoist Li, please take the opportunity to leave without staying to bury us. If Fellow Daoist Li really thinks of my kindness, please continue to study the ways to solve the incomplete spiritual thoughts of Meizu monks and become a normal human race. Even if I know about it, I am pleased.

"Yes," Li Muran agreed seriously.

The shopkeeper nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly the topic changed: "Let's go to the first floor to see. Feng Ming plans to confess his identity to her sister today, but he doesn't know what the result is."

"Is that true?" Li Muran's heart moved and followed the shopkeeper to the first floor of Mengdiexuan.

Feng Ming was sitting on a teahouse, looking very nervous.

Li Muran saw that she was nervous. It seemed that Feng Ming didn't know what the result would be after her sister knew her Meizu identity. In the upcoming battle, Feng Ming didn't know if she still had her life. She decided to tell her sister the biggest secret at this time, probably because she didn't want to deceive the other party for the rest of her life.

Not long after, a girl in purple walked into the store, and Feng Ming immediately came forward and pulled her to the teahouse beside her.

Feng Ming mustered up the courage and said straight to the point and said: "Sister, there is one thing I have always kept from you. In fact, I am not a real human race, but a Meizu."

Surprisingly, the girl in purple was not afraid or shocked. She just smiled slightly and said, "Actually, my sister has told me a long time ago."

"What?" Feng Ming was stunned.

The girl in purple sighed: "On the night when my mother was killed, my sister was too sad and fell into a coma for several days. During this period, my sister said a lot of things in a daze, and I realized my life experience."

"It turns out that my biological parents were both killed by Meizu monks. They were my sister's parents, and saved me who were still babies, and raised me. And you are all Meizu people."

"You knew it long ago?" Feng Ming was shocked: "Then, why aren't you afraid?"

"Why are you afraid?" The girl in purple smiled and said, "I only know that my father and mother are the ones who love me the most; my sister has been silently taking care of me. After her parents passed away one after another, my sister deliberately turned herself into a cold and fierce person, but in fact she was just to protect me among the Meizu monks. I only know that no matter whether my sister is a human, a monster, or a monster, she is my only relative."

"Actually, I have been trying my best to pretend to be a human being over the years and endured great pain. I have long wanted to say these words, but I don't have the courage..."

Because of the sound insulation cover, Li Muran and others in the distance did not know what the sisters said, but after seeing the two chatting, they hugged each other and cried, instead of someone fleeing in panic, they couldn't help but feel happy for Feng Ming.

"This is a rare scene." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "This is the first time Feng Ming has shed tears in so many years."

"Yes, this person who doesn't even frown even if he breaks his arms, he can't tell that she has a weak side," Yuan Ying also smiled: "Speaking of it, she is quite charming when she is not fierce."

While everyone was joking, the shopkeeper suddenly changed his face.

"They are here"

"Fengming, please send your sister away. Everyone else, please welcome those human guardians with me," the shopkeeper said loudly.

Seven or eight figures flashed out of the Dream Butterfly Pavilion and flew to a green mountain outside the market.
Chapter completed!