Chapter 1003 Mu Cangqiong's plan, the Absolute Spiritual Space
"The clan leader is so busy that he doesn't have time to see you. It's the same if you tell me what you want to say."
"Are you sure you can make the decision?"
Mu Lingshuang's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, and she looked at Mu Mingxuan with a bit of sarcasm.
"You...?"
In a hall, Mu Cangqiong and two elders were together. In front of them was a blue mirror with the scene of Mu Lingshuang's courtyard.
Every word and action of the four people were seen by them.
"Clan leader, Mu Mingshuang's words are simply disrespectful to the superiors and inferiors. Do you want to punish him?"
"No need!"
Mu Cangqiong waved his hand.
"I'll go see her!"
When he reached the door, Mu Cangqiong paused and said, "Let Mingxuan and the other three go to the market to train!"
"Yes!"
...
In the courtyard, Mu Mingxuan and the other two were still arguing with Mu Lingshuang, but they were shouted back by Mu Cangqiong who arrived.
"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Mu Lingshuang bowed first, then asked seriously: "I wonder what the senior wants to do by imprisoning me? It is not good for the Mu family to be hostile to the Li family."
"Asshole, you have the blood of my Mu family in your body, but you are so ungrateful."
Mu Cangqiong's face darkened and he scolded him harshly.
"Even if I join the Mu family under your coercion, so what?"
"I agree to join the Mu family, do you dare to let me break through the fusion? Do you dare to let me become a senior member of the Mu family?"
Mu Cangqiong was silent when he heard this. All he did was to let Mu Lingshuang return to the family, but his words at this moment were heartbreaking.
Mu Lingshuang's heart is not in the Mu family. Cultivating Mu Lingshuang is to cultivate enemies for the family.
If she is not cultivated, then Mu Lingshuang will have no value to the Mu family.
"I'll think about it."
After Mu Cangqiong finished speaking, he left directly. Mu Lingshuang also breathed a sigh of relief. It was the first time she was so bold.
After Mu Cangqiong returned to the main hall, two elders came to meet him.
"Patriarch, she is a person who has the potential to become a Mahayana. If she is promoted to Mahayana and has the blood of the Nine-Headed Ice Lion, she is not comparable to ordinary Mahayana. Do you really want to let her go?"
They all saw the scene just now, and they were also very sad that such a person was not born in the family.
"Go and prepare the Soul Exchange Formation!"
"Patriarch, are you going to?"
The two were shocked.
"I, Mu Cangqiong, have never been threatened by anyone."
"Since she doesn't want to, then let her be willing to be refined into a spirit puppet for the family to use."
The two elders were shocked. The ancestors of the Mu family passed down a formation called the Soul Exchange Formation, which can sacrifice living people to be refined into a spirit puppet.
Unlike ordinary puppets, spirit puppets can practice independently and use magical powers and magic weapons.
In short, except for having no emotions, they are no different from normal cultivators.
"Patriarch, this won't work. The risk is too great."
The two elders spoke out to stop them.
This formation has another major flaw, that is, it lives and dies together with the master. If one party dies, the other party will inevitably die.
This secret technique is used to retain those who are gifted but do not want to work for the family. In the history of the Mu family, only three members of the family have been sacrificed.
"Okay, no need to say more, as long as Mu Mingshuang is transformed into a spirit puppet, the resources of the whole family will be supplied without limit."
After that, Mu Cangqiong left.
Spirit puppets are also a kind of puppets, so there is no need to survive the heavenly tribulation. The Mu family has also encountered several crises in history, and they all rely on the sacrifice of spirit puppets to save their lives.
However, spirit puppets also require gifted members of the family. If it is replaced by a person with poor cultivation qualifications, it will be a waste of resources.
...
On a barren mountain, the vegetation here is sparse, and the sky is orange-red, just like the sunset.
Li Shimin's nose twitched slightly, and he felt a special fragrance coming into his nose.
He opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty, and a woman pressed on his chest, and his clothes were tattered.
After carefully identifying for a while, he found that it was Yang Zishan.
He only remembered that the flying boat fell into the whirlpool, and then he lost consciousness, and he didn't know where he was now.
At this moment, his waist and back ached, and his whole body was weak. He turned his head and looked around, but didn't find anyone else.
"Miss Yang, wake up."
"Um..."
Yang Zishan slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were confused.
"Ah...!"
Yang Zishan screamed, supported Li Shimin's chest with her palms and sat up, but Li Shimin groaned.
Yang Zishan seemed to realize something, and instantly got off Li Shimin, and her cheeks blushed.
She realized that her dress was tattered, and the bellyband made of white jade silk was also exposed.
She quickly turned her back, took out a robe from the storage ring and put it on, lowered her head and didn't dare to turn around.
Li Shimin didn't have so many thoughts. After changing into a long gown, he began to look around.
They were now on a barren mountain, with a barren plain in front of them. There was no vegetation and no spiritual energy.
"Let's go, let's go find your father and the others."
He took out the flying boat and was about to use his magic power, but found that he could mobilize very little magic power, and the magic power automatically disappeared, and his consciousness was also suppressed.
"Senior, what's wrong?"
Yang Zishan found that his expression was wrong and asked in confusion.
"Try your magic power."
Yang Zishan was suddenly surprised: "Why is the magic power disappearing so quickly?"
Even if you don't use mana, it's still draining away.
"This is bad, we may be trapped in a soul-free space."
Li Shimin frowned. He had read an ancient book in his family, which recorded soul-locking space, soul-forbidden land, soul-free secret realm, etc.
He was lucky that he was still a physical cultivator, otherwise it would be even worse if his mana ran out and there was no way to replenish it.
"We have to find a way out as soon as possible!"
He had been on the deserted island for more than 300 years, and his spirit crystals and elixirs were almost all consumed.
"Senior, what should we do?"
Yang Zishan's face was solemn. She was in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm, and the mana she could mobilize at this moment might only be equivalent to that of the Nascent Soul.
"There is always a way out, let's go!"
Li Shimin comforted him and walked down the mountain along the mountain road.
"Senior, wait for me!"
Yang Zishan hurriedly followed.
In order to save mana, they could only walk. Although mana was also draining away, at least the speed of draining away was slower.
Two hours later, they arrived at the foot of the mountain and found a member of the Yang family, but unfortunately he had died a long time ago.
After Yang Zishan buried him, the two continued to walk towards the plain.
On the endless plain, two figures walked forward silently.
The light like the setting sun sprinkled on the plain, and gradually stretched the shadows of the two people very long.
In addition, there were also a few simple mounds left behind the two people. I don’t know whose children and grandchildren, or whose parents, were in them.
