The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

"really!"

Yuhuo took a sip of cold noodles and said, "It's really them..."

This was the first time Ji Qingzhou heard the name of the Chiyuan tribe, and the contents of "Detailed Explanation of the Ten Thousand Tribes in the Demon Realm" immediately emerged in his mind.

However, "Detailed Explanation of the Myriad Races in the Demon Realm" is only information collected by the human race. The content is not comprehensive, and the description of this race is also very short, with only one sentence -

The Red Kite tribe is extremely mysterious, and most of those who emerge into the world hide their identities. It is rumored that this is related to the secrets of their race.

Saying this is the same as not saying it.

Ji Qingzhou was secretly dissatisfied.

Mu Xi did not explain much, only said: "We do not enter reincarnation, but only enter the Mother Lake. No matter where we die, as long as our souls are immortal, we can be reborn in the Mother Lake. If you are willing, you can know the things of your previous life. Bai Wei and I knew each other in my previous life."

Ji Qingzhou was surprised. There are races in this world that cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation. Can they remember their past lives?

In this world of cultivating immortals, there are too many strange things.

"So that's it..."

Liu Furuo finally understood why Mu Xi, who was over three hundred years old this year, was able to recognize Bai Wei five or six hundred years ago.

Based on this calculation, it seems that she died young in her previous life?

He only lived to be over a hundred years old.

I don’t know how long I lived in my previous life when I met Taoist Bai Wei.

Liu Furuo couldn't help but think of the figure of the woman she saw in a trance when she pulled out the scabbard from the heart in the secret realm.

Could that illusory scene be her past life? Or the life before that, or even longer ago...

While everyone was in amazement and contemplation over Mu Xi's race, Ji Qing Zhou heard Yu Huo remind him, "Hong Yue Guang, you have to be careful of the Chi Yuan tribe."

Ji Qingzhou listened to Mu Xi's instructions, controlled the flying boat, and asked quietly in his heart: "Why?"

"You now know one of the racial characteristics of the Red Kite Clan: they will not enter the cycle of reincarnation, but only enter the Mother Lake."

Yuhuo: "But their clan has another characteristic that is closely related to it, but few people know about it."

Ji Qingzhou was curious: "What characteristics?"

"Nine lives and nine deaths, then one can achieve the great way."

Yuhuo said slowly: "Although the Chiyuan tribe can be reborn in the Mother Lake, they are not like ordinary souls that enter reincarnation. As long as the soul is not extinguished, it can reincarnate countless times. They can only be reborn ten times, after which their souls will disappear and no longer exist in the world."

"And their previous nine lives were destined to end badly. This is a fate they cannot escape."

Yuhuo added, "Because they were born outside of the cycle of reincarnation, their fate is incomplete. They need to spend nine lifetimes to complete their deficiencies before they can achieve perfection in the tenth lifetime. They can live a normal life like ordinary creatures without having to worry about unexpected disasters."

Ji Qingzhou understood and asked, "You said earlier that the Chiyuan tribe was a little abnormal? Why?"

"To complete the incomplete, you must obtain the missing part."

Yuhuo explained: "They themselves are incomplete, so naturally they cannot obtain it from their own people, so they can only look to other peoples."

"If you lack the seven emotions and six desires, then you can experience the seven emotions and six desires with other races and gain their affection, friendship, and love..."

Yuhuo added: "Of course, they are not trying to steal the feelings that others have, they just want others to fall in love with them, release these feelings to themselves, and thus make up for what they are missing."

"All of this cannot be false, but must be genuine and sincere."

When Yuhuo said this, Ji Qingzhou seemed to understand something.

Ji Qingzhou: "If a Chiyuan lacks family affection, they can establish kinship with outsiders, so that others can truly regard them as relatives and gain their true affection, thus completing themselves. However, their fate is incomplete and they are destined to die young."

How would those who knew nothing about this, who still treated them as relatives and loved them sincerely, feel after witnessing their tragic and inevitable death?

"Not only that."

Yuhuo sighed, "Some members of the Chiyuan tribe, in order to make up for their own lack of emotions, will deliberately set up traps for other tribes and deceive them into giving their true love to them."

But in the end, all these red kites left for those who treated them sincerely was a dead body and endless sorrow for the rest of their lives.

Just by thinking about it, Ji Qingzhou could understand why Yuhuo was so wary of Muxi.

Who knows if Mu Xi has other purposes in approaching Ji Qingzhou?

She is now over 300 years old. If she had not achieved the Great Perfection of the Tenth Lifetime, this would have been considered a long life, and she could have died at any time.

Thinking of this, Ji Qingzhou couldn't help but wonder, since his master never mentioned this friend from the demon clan, maybe he had also experienced something similar and therefore felt resentful?

Ji Qingzhou became more wary of Muxi.

But now she and Muxi have the same goal, so they have to go together.

"We are almost at the sea."

One day, Muxi closed her eyes and sniffed the barely perceptible dampness in the air.

Even though Canghai had not yet appeared in her sight, she could sense that the two sides were very close.

Ji Qingzhou estimated the distance and nodded: "After crossing the mountain in front, we can see the vast ocean."

Just as she expected, she and Ji Qiuyu would arrive at Canghai together at about the same time.

Fortunately, the demon world is vast and the demons are sparsely populated. Muxi did not see many traces of demons while tracking Ji Qiuyu. The demons should not have the opportunity to make trouble again.

The flying boat took off into the air, passed over the dangerous peaks ahead, and dispersed the clouds, revealing a clear view.

An endless blue ocean came into everyone's sight.

The air also became humid.

Muxi stared at the golden sea, with a slight redness in the corners of her eyes.

Ji Qingzhou had been paying attention to her, and when he saw this, he hurriedly asked, "Is Ji Qiuyu nearby?"

She saw that Muxi's eyes suddenly showed sadness and thought that she was affected by the demon.

Mu Xi realized that she had lost her composure and shook her head to explain: "I was just thinking about some past events...your friend is not far away from us."

As she spoke, she pointed somewhere.

Ji Qingzhou drove the flying boat and quickly headed towards the sea.

The spiritual energy in this sea area seems to be a little thin, so that the powerful demons are unwilling to come here. Only a group of weak demons gathered here, living a hard life.

Ji Qingzhou followed the direction of Muxi's finger. After the flying boat had traveled for only ten miles, he saw some weak monsters on the road appearing from their usual hiding places and moving in a certain direction in sparse groups.

Seeing this scene, Ji Qingzhou secretly thought that something was wrong and increased the speed of the flying boat. The spirit stones were burning like crazy as if they were free.

Until we arrived at the edge of the sea, a desolate beach.

At just one glance, Ji Qingzhou saw a strange young man surrounded by thousands of weak monsters, like a god, or a demon sacrificed to the gods.

Half of the long blue hair was dyed pure white like snow, not appearing old and dilapidated, but only revealing the coldness and loneliness of life withering away.

His upper body was slightly thin, and his skin looked even more sickly and pale than before. The snake pattern painting became even more gorgeous and eye-catching, covering his naked upper body, as if it had come alive.

His heart, where the most colorful snake pattern was painted, had shattered flesh and blood, but not a single drop of blood was spilled. Only pale vines spread out, producing pure white, gorgeous white flowers that exuded a dead silence.

The young man's body was like a branch with flower vines clinging to it. The colorful long snake that had been with him all year round was hidden among the dead flower vines, appearing and disappearing.

He just stood there quietly, looking blankly at the final destination he had been pursuing.

sea.

Thousands of weak demons knelt at his feet and shed sad tears in silence.

"Is this it?"

The young man murmured, "My burial place."

After hearing his words, the thousands of demons who had been crying silently let out a whimper. The overlapping, tiny sounds gathered into a surging wave like the ocean tide, engulfing everyone present.