Mr. Nice Guy and the Destroyer

Chapter 712: Mr. Nice Guy and the Destroyer

Qin Mu was thinking about how to design an accurate magical power to help Di Yiyue heal her injuries without damaging her brain. The woodcutter climbed up to the viewing platform of Yongjiang Academy and prepared to perform a ritual to help the people of Lizhou lead their souls back. He said, "If the people of Lizhou are separated from their souls for too long, it will damage their bodies. It is better to draw his soul or spirit back."

The First Ancestor Human Emperor showed a worried look and said, "Snatching souls from the Nether City and bringing the dead back to life will shorten your lifespan. Although the Heavenly Master is a god with an infinite lifespan, if you anger the Yin Messenger, the Yin Messenger will attack you and detain your soul. If you cannot escape this disaster, you will suffer in the Nether City, and you may even be eaten by Tu Bo for your serious sins. Even if you escape this disaster, if you die in the future, you will suffer in the Nether City and be eaten by Tu Bo. Lizhou is so big and has so many people, the punishment must be even heavier!"

The woodcutter shook his head and said, "This time I planned to use the lives of the people of Lizhou as bait to lure Lou Yunqu and others to come, and then use Qin Mu to lure out Yin Tianzi, thus killing the people of Lizhou. The source of this matter is me, how can I cherish my life? Everything will be discussed after I die."

He also had a deep understanding of Youdu language and Youdu magic, so it was not difficult for him to perform the Soul-pulling Technique.

The language of Youdu came from his mouth, and gradually a portal emerged from the virtual world.

He did not cultivate the Chengtian Gate like Qin Mu, nor could he cultivate the supernatural powers like the Zhanshen Xuanmen or the Mingdu Tianmen, but he found another way and used magic runes to build a portal connecting to the Nether City.

This method is similar to the original Soul-pulling Technique, but it is different from the Soul-pulling Technique modified by Qin Mu. The Soul-pulling Technique modified by Qin Mu is extremely direct. After activating the Technique, the Gate of Chengtian will appear directly, and it is very easy to summon the souls of the dead from the Netherworld.

The Soul-Guiding Technique of the Woodcutter Saint is more time-consuming and consumes more mana, but the effectiveness is similar.

He stood on the observation deck, with the demonic energy of Nether City rolling behind him and the darkness growing thicker and thicker. It was daytime now, and although the sun in the sky was shaking, the sunlight was very strong. However, due to the invasion of the demonic energy of Nether City, the sunlight could not shine through at all.

In the dark evil aura, a portal stood, and souls kept flying out of it, flying in all directions. When they found their own bodies, they drilled in. After a while, the owner of the body woke up.

The woodcutter sage performed a ritual to make the evil spirit in Youdu spread wider and wider. The evil spirit extended from Yongjiang Academy, covering Yongjiang, spreading to Dijiang County, and from Dijiang County to several other counties.

More and more souls flew out of the portal, and more and more people woke up. At this moment, a light was dim in the darkness, and a small boat floated in the darkness and drifted towards the portal.

"The ghost has come, probably to arrest my soul."

The woodcutter saint was sad in his heart, but his face was calm. He thought, "As long as I don't implicate others, it's fine. I'll exchange my life for the lives of the people of Lizhou. Even if I die, it's worth it. Besides, I've severely injured Emperor Yin, rescued Emperor Yiyue, and stopped the natural disaster from coming. It's worth it. I have three disciples, they... are all good, they can go on without me."

The sadness in his heart disappeared and he waited to meet his final fate.

The boat sailed to the dark gate. The old man at the bow stood up, took down the lantern, and shone it towards the woodcutter saint.

The woodcutter saint's soul was unstable under the light, but he still recited the language of the underworld. He did not dare to slack off in the slightest, hoping that he could summon the souls of all the people who died unjustly in Lizhou before the underworld took action.

The boat sailed out of the door. The old ghost messenger was about to enter the world of the living from the underworld with a lantern in his hand. The woodcutter was awed and stopped casting spells. He said, "Lord of the Underworld, can you please give me a moment to complete my wish?"

The old man was about to speak when suddenly Qin Mu poked his head in the door and looked out. Seeing him, he was overjoyed and said with a smile, "It's the Lord of the Mansion!"

The old ghost messenger said with a dark face, "I originally thought you were summoning spirits, so I planned to come and see, but it turned out not to be you, so I thought that the person who dared to summon spirits was very courageous. In the past two days, many people have been summoning spirits, causing a lot of trouble, and Tu Bo is very unhappy!"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Please forgive me, Lord. I was the one who asked them to go and summon the spirits. Lord, did you not do anything to them?"

The old man with a gloomy face snorted.

Qin Mu said quickly, "The one who summoned the soul this time was my teacher. I was busy and had no time to summon the soul, so I asked him to do it. He didn't understand and messed around, disturbing the master of the mansion. Please forgive him. Otherwise, let me summon the soul myself instead?"

The old man was silent for a moment, then said stiffly, "No need. Although the seal is very strong, you still have to be careful, lest the souls you summoned are fed to your brother."

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord. I have kept the willow leaf on my forehead well and never peeled it off. My brother can't escape."

The old ghost messenger's expression eased a little, and he instructed, "It's best if you never take it off. If you let your brother go, it will be Tubo who will clean up your mess. I won't pursue the matter of summoning the soul this time. There is a rule in the underworld that the dead are not considered dead on the seventh day of death and can still come back to life. So it's not that the underworld is afraid of you, nor that I want to give you face, but there is really such a rule. You better be careful."

Qin Mu said yes repeatedly and said, "Goodbye."

The old ghost returned to Youdu in a small boat and disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Mu trotted back again, leaving the dumbfounded Woodcutter Saint hanging on the observation deck, unable to recover for a long time.

"Brother Dao, I really envy you for having such an outstanding disciple. You can also make a living in Youdu."

Fu Ri Luo was filled with emotion and envy: "How did you cultivate him to be so outstanding? Can you teach me too?"

The Chixi immortal quickly listened attentively, not daring to miss a single word.

The Woodcutter Sage opened his mouth and said, "I..." But he couldn't continue.

"This guy is unworthy of the name of a saint by hiding his secrets in front of us!" Chixi was indignant.

He already had a bad impression of the woodcutter, and now it was even worse.

The woodcutter could not explain, so he could only continue to summon the spirit, thinking in his heart: "What did I teach him? How come I don't know..."

Qin Mu ran back to Di Yiyue, who looked at him curiously and whispered, "Do you know the Holy King Tianqi Rensheng?"

Qin Mu concentrated on calculating and designing the fortune rune, and said without even looking up: "I recognize him. I have dealt with him several times. He is an old gentleman who is very easy to talk to."

Di Yiyue's eyes widened, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Easy to talk to? Don't you know that Tianqi Rensheng King is the second most important person in Youdu, second only to Tu Bo? If he is easy to talk to, wouldn't those gods and demons who were beaten to death by him come back to life crying? As long as the rules of Youdu are violated, this Rensheng King will not hesitate to destroy a world!"

Qin Mu designed the Fortune Rune, tested it, and shook his head, saying, "It must be a rumor. The Lord of the Mansion is a good man and never loses his temper. Sister, don't move. I'm going to perform a ritual to heal your wounds."

Di Yiyue quickly stood still and did not move.

Qin Mu wanted to take action, but felt that it was not easy, so he said: "Sister, you are tall, you should lie down, so that it will be easier for me to take action."

Di Yiyue lay down as he was told and floated in the air, five feet above the ground.

Her hair flowed down like tassels, and her black clothes also hung down like smooth silk. Qin Mu glanced at her chest, which was erect even when she was lying down, and admired in his heart: "Sister is so beautiful."

Although the naive boy also looks at the face, due to the teachings of the elders in the Disabled Village when he was young, he stubbornly believes that one should not only look at the face, but also the breasts.

Girls with big breasts are beautiful.

He calmed down and cast the spell. Not many Creation Runes were needed to repair Di Yiyue's wound. He only needed to select Creation Runes specifically for the forehead and brain from the Three Yuan Gods' Immortal Consciousness and the Infallible Creation Sutra. However, the key was how to reorganize it and how to prevent other brain tissues from proliferating.

This is the reason why Qin Mu took so long to calculate.

In addition, he also needs to cut some creation runes and reorganize the rune structure. This is the first time for him, so he must be careful.

After all, the brain is very fragile. Too little is not good, and too much is not good either.

Moreover, Di Yiyue was not only injured in her physical body, but also had such a hole in her soul. Qin Mu redesigned the creation rune this time with the purpose of healing the wound of her soul as well.

He cast the spell carefully, and saw that the brain tissue inside Di Yiyue's head was growing slowly, and the missing part slowly grew back to fill the blood hole.

Qin Mu was extremely careful in every move he made. Layers of array patterns appeared in his pupils. He stared at the bloody hole on Di Yiyue's forehead, carefully observing the growth of brain tissue.

He controlled his magic power to make the runes change more subtly. After the brain tissue had grown out completely, he carefully changed the runes to allow bones to grow from the wound between her brows.

When the bones grew out, Qin Mu changed the runes again, this time to repair the skin on her forehead.

"Mu'er, our pharmacist may be out of work." The pharmacist's voice came.

The last rune of Qin Mu was uncertain, and finally it dissipated. Di Yiyue raised his hand and touched his forehead, surprised, and said with a smile: "The great wizard is really a master of creation!"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Sister, turn over. There is still a hole in the back of your head that has not been repaired... Go slowly, be careful that your brain will flow out. Grandpa Pharmacist, the art of creation cannot replace medical skills, nor can it replace pharmacists."

He treated the back of Di Yiyue's head and said, "The art of creation is very difficult to master. It is not impossible to cultivate to my level. If you have outstanding talent like me, you can probably do it if you spend tens of thousands of years practicing diligently."

Although others did not know the difficulty of the art of creation, he understood it very clearly. His attainments in the art of creation mainly came from the Red Emperor's thinking. If he did not have the Red Emperor's thinking, it would take him a long time to comprehend the current level.

"Moreover, the human body is a large system, and the flesh of gods and demons is a small world. The art of creation can repair the body, but to maintain the balance of the human system and the balance of the flesh of gods and demons, a pharmacist is needed."

Qin Mu dispersed the runes, took out a small mirror and handed it to Di Yiyue, saying, "Sister, take a look and see if it is the same as before?"

————The home pig will go home tomorrow!