Chapter 1208: Magic Tricks and Broken Scriptures! ! (5 More)

‘Practice again——! '

When the last piece of pumice was fused, Mu Qingge did not put away the strange fire, but let the strange fire burn more violently, continuously tempering and merging the Jiuchongtian.

In the gap, Mu Qingge took out a handful of pills and swallowed them directly.

The strange fire burns with her divine power as fuel. After persisting for so long, she had run out of fuel and had to supplement it with elixir.

The fire in Jiuchongtian burned for two days and two nights.

On the ground, all the adherents of the Mu clan and all the followers of Mu Qingge waited silently.

During this process, Mu Qingge had taken the elixir countless times, and her divine power and consciousness were constantly being consumed and recovered.

At some point, the flames in the Nine Heavens became smaller and smaller...

Three days later, the colorful flames finally completed their mission, turned into a fire lotus, and merged into Mu Qingge's body. At this time, Mu Qingge also slowly opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is only the original color of the meteorite. In the Jiuchongtian, not only the vegetation has been burned, but even the ruins of the walls have been burnt to nothing, leaving only its original appearance.

All the people on the ground had their necks stiffened in three days.

Now, the flames disappeared, and the Nine Heavens that came into view disappointed them greatly. The Nine Heavens hanging between the heaven and the earth, like the mountains and the earth, was scorched, bald, and lifeless, which was not the Nine Heavens in their minds.

Is this their Nine Heavens?

Countless survivors of the Mu clan who walked out of the Nine Heavens thousands of years ago are all asking themselves in their hearts.

There was even a moment when they thought their memory was messed up, did they remember it wrong?

Xu Xiu and the high priest were also silent, because they knew it clearly. Jiuchongtian is a magic weapon of the supreme space, now Mu Qingge just retrieved its form, but what about the soul?

The spirit of the weapon is the soul of the weapon. Without the weapon spirit, even if Jiuchongtian sees the sun again, it is just a dead thing!

A kind of depression, silence, longing that has been waiting for thousands of years, accompanied by disappointment, spread in the hearts of everyone. However, none of them would blame Mu Qingge, because at least she had brought back Jiuchongtian's previous appearance, even if it was just a lifeless barren mountain.

Lost, anxious, hopeful, disappointed...

Various emotions are repeatedly tormenting the people on the ground.

However, Mu Qingge, who was standing on the Jiuchongtian, looked very calm.

'Mengmeng, are you ready? I'm about to start. ’ Mu Qingge asked in her heart.

Mengmeng sits cross-legged in the space, and under her body is a mysterious pattern of scenery, which is the core of the space and her root. She nodded and responded, "I'm ready."

How to do?

Mengmeng told Mu Qingge that first of all, she had to strip her own space out of her own consciousness, and then merge the space with Jiuchongtian.

The rest is up to Mengmeng herself.

Although the spirit of the weapon before Jiuchongtian has been erased, there will still be resentment left, accumulated over thousands of years, and its strength is no small matter. For Mengmeng to become Jiuchongtian's new weapon spirit, all these resentments must be cleared away.

'Mengmeng, no matter what, I'm by your side, you can't force it, if you can't, then give up. ’ Mu Qingge instructed.

‘Don’t worry, master silver! I'm your Mengmeng, how can I be so weak? ’ Mengmeng said confidently.

'Okay, let's get started then. ’ Mu Qingge said in a deep voice.

She restrained her mind and prepared to strip the space.

Stripping space is a very painful thing. It is equivalent to using a sharp knife to peel off the space from her consciousness little by little.

I am afraid that the pain of skinning and tearing bones cannot be used to describe the pain from the spiritual consciousness.

Just at the beginning, Mu Qingge's face turned pale without blood, sweat dripped from the corners of her temples, and no one knew that her back was already wet with sweat.

The people on the ground could only see her still tall and straight back.

"What is the young master doing?"

"do not know!"

"Has Nine Heavens been rebuilt?"

"The young master has done his best."

"Yes, rebuilding Jiuchongtian is not something that happens overnight. It is really rare for the young master to reunite the broken Jiuzhongtian now. In the future, we will work together to restore Jiuzhongtian to its appearance ten thousand years ago."

"Then shall we go up?"

"..."

Everyone was talking about it, and when they wanted to go to the Nine Heavens, Xu Xiu spoke up. "Wait, the young master hasn't called me to come forward, so we can't easily go up and disturb."

In a word, everyone was appeased.

And it also made their hearts hang up again.

On Yuan Yuan's pretty face, her lips were tight. Looking at Mu Qingge's back, she clenched her hands tightly.

Of the people here, only he knows what Mu Qingge is doing, but he can't tell anyone!

"Qingge will be fine." Bai Yu said worriedly.

Yinchen said, "Jiuzhongtian is the holy land of the gods, how can it be easy to rebuild? But Qingge has its own measure, so we don't have to worry too much."

In his hand, he was holding a piece of jade that sent a message. Once Jiuchongtian came back to life, he would send a message to those who were waiting on the West God Land, lurking in the Four Gods Realm.

"Young Lord..." You He took a step forward anxiously.

Huayue was beside her, holding her hand together.

Mo Yang also pursed his lips and remained silent, his handsome face was tense. Those of them who followed Mu Qingge all the way here from Linchuan Qin Kingdom were never worried about Jiuchongtian, let alone the Mu clan. In their hearts, only Their little lord!

The Nine Heavens is suspended between the sky and the earth, above the clouds, and is too far away from the ground, making it difficult for people on the ground to see clearly.

They couldn't see Mu Qingge's trembling body clearly, couldn't see her pale face, couldn't see how she was enduring the pain.

In her consciousness, the connection with space is being stripped away little by little.

When the last thread was cut off, Mu Qingge couldn't help but spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, her back was facing everyone, so no one saw her.

A crystal flew out from between her eyebrows.

Mu Qingge raised her hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth and the sweat from her cheeks, her expression was very sluggish.

‘Master Yin, leave the rest to me, and recover quickly. ’A cute voice rang in her ears. Immediately afterwards, she watched the crystal fall into the Nine Heavens.

Mu Qingge didn't want people to notice her strangeness, she was still standing, just meticulously repairing her damaged consciousness, and the best way to restore her consciousness was to get involved in the magic trick.

As she waited, another three days passed.

Just when she came to the seventh day of the Nine Heavens, there was finally a slight tremor under her feet.

The lifeless Jiuchongtian finally changed!

This change lifted Mu Qingge's heart, and excited everyone waiting on the ground.

However, at this moment, a ray of golden light rushed out from the Nine Heavens and landed directly on Mu Qing Singer.

She looked at the golden light in her hand, her eyes shrank sharply, and she lost her voice: "Spiritual strategy!"

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