Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

"Amitabha." Master Yuanrong recited the Buddha's name, with a sad expression, and sighed in his mouth: "The vitality is exhausted, and the number of lives is at an end."

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoyue burst into tears immediately.

Even Fang Qing's Meng Chan, who had always been in trouble, shook his head again and again, his eyes were full of pity and sorrow.

According to the Yaozu's calculation, Fang Qing's age is actually a child.

It can be regarded as an untimely death.

Qin Mu seemed to have a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't even say a word about the scene, let alone comfort him.

"Each has its own destiny." It was Master Yuanrong who comforted everyone
Although such consolation was useless, at least it allowed Qin Mu to muster up the courage to send Fang Qing off for the last time.

At this time, Fang Qing has completely lost consciousness. He is just a little hedgehog now, not a human being.

Qin Mu struggled for a moment, but in the end he didn't turn him into a human form.

Maybe Fang Qing would be much happier if he left with his original face.

Qin Mu knew in his heart that life and death were a matter of fate, but he still couldn't hold back Fang Qing's convulsions.

He stretched out his hand and quickly drew the Immovable Pluto Formation in the air. The formation landed on the ground with a bang, and a dazzling light was emitted in the next moment, and then a blue smoke came out.

Two figures, one black and one white, instantly appeared in front of them.

Master Yuanrong's expression could be considered calm, Meng Chan and Xiaoyue couldn't suppress the shock on their faces.

Except for Qin Mu, they have never seen anyone who can use the formation to summon ghost officials.

Meng Chan wanted to ask Qin Mu, why did he ask himself about Zhong Kui's appearance even though he was able to summon ghost officials?
But when his eyes touched Fang Qing, whose three souls and seven souls had begun to gradually separate from his body, he suddenly lost the urge to ask questions.

Wiping her tears, Xiaoyue understood Qin Mu's thoughts, hugged Fang Qing in her arms, and approached the two ghost officials.

"Qin Mu, this time you want to..." Bai Wuchang didn't finish his sentence, he raised his eyebrows, and he was basically sure what Qin Mu asked him to do.

But he didn't say anything clearly, so he waited for Qin Mu to speak out on his own initiative.

Qin Mu looked at Fang Qing, and after a moment of silence, he turned to Bai Wuchang and said, "My friend from the monster race came into such a crisis to save me. I want you to spare his life."

"Amitabha." Master Yuan Rong recited the Buddha's name. Even though he deeply disagreed with Qin Mu's behavior, he still considered his mood and didn't say anything to stop him, but frowned slightly.

When Bai Wuchang heard this, he smiled unprecedentedly.

He shook his head and said strangely to Qin Mu: "I never thought that you would beg me one day, it's just this matter... Forgive me for being powerless!"

Hei Wuchang said coldly, "Life and death have their own destiny, we are ghost officials, and we should abide by such rules. If I help you now, let's not talk about punishment, there will be a next time, next time, you will still come Find us. Shall we help or not?"

What he said was extremely direct, which inevitably made people feel a little uncomfortable.

But Qin Mu knew very well in his heart that every word of these words was the truth.

"I see." Qin Mu was silent for a while before answering, with a bitter tone, "This time I was the one who was abrupt and caused you trouble."

Bai Wuchang sighed softly, he just felt that Qin Mu was not enlightened at all in terms of human sophistication.

Originally, he wanted to try to let him follow in his own footsteps and sit in Bai Wuchang's position.

Looking at it now, not only Qin Mu's own thoughts are a major obstacle, but also his insensitivity to people's sophistication.

Bai Wuchang and Hei Wuchang looked at each other, and green smoke immediately rose from their feet.

But unexpectedly, they did not disappear in front of everyone immediately, but gradually became transparent.

When it was about to completely disappear before Qin Mu's eyes, Bai Wuchang gave him a meaningful look, then suddenly raised his hand, and a palm-sized object emerged from his wide sleeve, and went straight to Qin Mu. .

Qin Mu's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. The next moment, Black and White Wuchang returned to the underworld.

The touch in my hand was cold, and it was a palm-sized porcelain bottle.

The meaningful look in Bai Wuchang's eyes before he left gave Qin Mu some thoughts.

He looked at Fang Qing who had lost all vitality, slowly opened the cork of the porcelain bottle, and then leaned towards Fang Qing.

There was no need for Qin Mu to do anything, Fang Qing's three souls and seven spirits quickly got into the porcelain bottle as if being pulled by something invisible.

Qin Mu's heart was beating extremely fast, and he quickly put the stopper on the porcelain bottle.

Bai Wuchang rejected him on the surface, but actually gave him such a porcelain bottle that could hold three souls and seven souls.

"You and them..." Meng Chan wanted to ask, but just as soon as he started the conversation, he felt it was inappropriate again, so he simply pretended that he hadn't said anything.

Qin Mu also followed the trend.

Fang Qing's body was completely dead. Qin Mu was afraid of affecting his future arrangements, so he decided to take his body away and store it properly.

Seeing that Fang Qing's affairs were barely over, Xiaoyue wiped off the tears on her face and regained her composure.

"As long as the soul can be preserved intact, it may be easy to change one's fate against the sky." Even though Master Yuanrong had a different stand, he still offered words of relief.

When people die and the lamp goes out, Master Yuanrong only adheres to this sentence.

He will not do anything to reverse the reincarnation of life and death, which will affect the operation of the heavens, and will inevitably produce unpredictable variables.

Qin Mu and his group set off again, Fang Qing who seemed to have fallen asleep was placed in the backpack.

The white mist had all dissipated, but even so, it was impossible to recognize the way out.

Meng Chan simply suggested not to return from the same way. He took the lead and led the crowd to walk along the lakeside of Los Lake.

Not long after, a huge wooden sign appeared in front of him.

There are several large characters "Yihu Village" written on the sign.

The name was obtained very directly, Zhang Yi murmured a few words in a low voice, looked at Qin Mu, and asked what to do next.

After saving Fang Qing's soul, everyone adjusted their emotions along the way, and now they are calmer and more rational.

"Go in and have a look? There is no other way." Qin Mu suggested.

Master Yuanrong nodded, still in the rear.

Walk in along the sign on the wooden sign, and a village appeared in a short time.

At the entrance of this village, there are large pieces of fishing nets in the sun, and it seems that they make a living by fishing.

And at the entrance of the village, there is a station.

This station has only one sign and a few wooden stools that can be moved.

Xiaoyue frowned and walked quickly, there was only one bus on the station sign.

That is 404.

"This place is too quiet." Meng Chan said in a deep voice to remind everyone.

Qin Mu observed the surroundings for a long time, then shook his head when he heard the words, "It's not just quiet, look here."

He pointed to the nearest house, its windows thick with dust and cobwebs.Looking at the rest of the houses that can be seen clearly, it is the same.

"Maybe no one lives here at all." Qin Mu came to the conclusion, not surprised.

The village is too big, and it seems that there is no danger to life.

After a little discussion, everyone decided to act separately.

Qin Mu and Master Yuanrong acted alone, while Meng Chan Xiaoyue and Zhang Yi acted together.

Qin Mu took a closer look at almost every house he encountered.

The more he observes, the more certain he is of his thoughts.

This village is not only uninhabited, it seems to have been empty for many years.

The dry corn hanging outside the house was already moldy, obviously it couldn't have happened in a year or two.

Just as Qin Mu stretched out his hand to touch it, he heard someone nearby calling for help.

The voice is very low, except for the occasional phrase "Help me", I can't hear anything else clearly.

His face became serious, and he followed the voice and moved closer.

The source of the sound was in the blacksmith's shop adjacent to Qin Mu's. This blacksmith's shop was a bit different, the stove outside was still burning with sparks.

Qin Mu realized that if something is abnormal, there must be a demon, and his first thought was to turn around and leave.

But at the same time, the cry for help rang out again.

He hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't let it go. He stepped forward cautiously, pushed open the door of the blacksmith's shop, and walked in.

The inside of the blacksmith's shop was extremely dark, Qin Mu squeezed his hand, purple light lit up from his fingertips, then flew up and scattered to every corner of the room.

The room was bright, and Qin Mu, who was walking slowly further inside, stopped.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he could hardly hold his breath.