Chapter 1208: Divine Strategy Remnant Sutra! ! (5 more)

‘Re-practice--! ’
When the last piece of pumice was fused, Mu Qingge didn't put away the different fire, but made the different fire burn more violently, constantly tempering the nine heavens into one.
In the gap, Mu Qingge took out a handful of pill and swallowed it directly into his abdomen.
The different fire burns, using her divine power as fuel. After persisting for so long, she was exhausted and had to use a pill.
The fire of Jiuzhongtian burned for two days and two nights.
And on the ground, all the survivors of the Mu clan, all the followers of Mu Qingge, waited silently.
During this process, Mu Qingge had no idea how many times she had taken the pill. Her divine power and consciousness were constantly being consumed and constantly recovered.
I don’t know when, the flames in the Nine Heavens are getting smaller and smaller...
Three days later, the colorful fires finally fulfilled their mission, turned into 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 mysterious stone. In the nine-layer sky, not only the vegetation has been burned clean, but even the ruins and broken walls have been burned to the point, leaving only its original appearance.
Everyone on the ground had their necks stiff in three days.
Now, the flame disappeared, and the nine heavens that caught the eye made them feel disappointed. The Nine Heavens, which hung between the heavens and the earth, resembling the mountains and the earth, were charred, bald, and lifeless. They were not like the nine Heavens in their hearts.
Is this their Nine Heavens?
Countless survivors of the Mu clan who came out of the Nine Heavens thousands of years ago are asking themselves in their hearts.
Even for a moment, it made them think that their memory was out of order, and they were wrong?
Xu Xiu and the high priest were also silent, because they knew in their hearts. Jiuzhongtian is a supreme spatial magic weapon, and now Mu Qingge just retrieved its shape, but what about the soul?
The spirit of the instrument is the soul of the instrument. Without the tool spirit, even if the Nineth Heaven is seen again, it is just a dead thing!
A kind of depression, silence, longing, and disappointment that have been waiting for thousands of years spread in the hearts of everyone. However, none of them would blame Mu Qingge, because at least she had recovered what she looked like before Jiuzhongtian, even if it was just a lifeless barren mountain.
Lost, anxious, hopeful, disappointed...
Various emotions repeatedly torment the people on the ground.
However, Mu Qingge, who stood on the Nine Heavens, seemed very calm.
‘Mengmeng, are you ready? I am about to start. Mu Qingge asked in his heart.
Sitting cross-legged in the space, Mengmeng, under her, is a mysterious pattern of scenery, which is the core of the space and also 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 from her spiritual consciousness, and then merge the space with the nine heavens.
The rest depends on Mengmeng herself.
Although the spirit of the device before the Nine Heavens has been erased, there will still be grievances, accumulated over ten thousand years, and the strength is not small. In order for Mengmeng to become the new spirit of Jiuzhongtian, all these grievances must be eliminated.
‘Mengmeng, no matter what, I’m by your side. You can’t force it. If it doesn’t work, give up. Mu Qingge asked.
‘Don’t worry, Lord Silver! I am your cute, how could I be so weak? ’Mengmeng confidently said.
‘Okay, let’s get started. Mu Qingge said solemnly.
She converged her mind and prepared to strip away the space.
Stripping off space is a very painful thing. It is equivalent to using a sharp knife to strip the space away from her consciousness a little bit.
I'm afraid that the pain of skinning and demolition can't describe the kind of divine pain.
At the very beginning, Mu Qingge's face was as white as bloodless, sweat beads from the corners of her temples, no one knew that she had been wet with sweat on her back.
Everyone on the ground could only see her still upright and straight back.
"What is the young master doing?"
"do not know!"
"Has Jiuzhongtian been rebuilt?"
"Young Master has done his best."
"Yes, the reconstruction of the Nine Heavens is not a matter of overnight. Now it is rare for the Young Master to reconsolidate the broken Nine Heavens. In the future, we will work together to restore the Nine Heavens to their appearance thousands of years ago."
"Then shall we go up?"
"..."
Everyone talked a lot, but Xu Xiu spoke when he wanted to go to Nine Heavens. "Wait, Young Master hasn't called me to come forward, we can't easily go up and disturb."
In a word, it comforted everyone.
And it also made their hearts hang again.
Yuan Yuan's pretty little face and his lips were tight. He pinched his hands tight as he watched Mu Qingge's back.
The people here, only he knows what Mu Qingge is doing, but he can't say anything!
"Qingge will be fine," Bai Wei said with some worry.
Yin Chen said, "The Nine Heavens is the Holy Land of the Protoss, how can it be easy to rebuild? But Qingge has its own measures, we don't have to worry too much."
In his hand, he held a piece of Jade Jue that sent a letter. Once Jiuzhongtian was restored to life, he would send the letter to the people waiting on the Western God Land and lurking in the Four God Realms.
"Little Sir..." You He took an uneasy step forward.
Huayue accompanies her, clasping her hands.
Mo Yang also pursed his lips in silence, his handsome face tightened. Those of them who came from Linchuan Qin State and followed Mu Qingge all the way to this place were never worried about the Nine Heavens, let alone the Mu clan. In their hearts, only Their little Lord!
The nine heavens are suspended between the sky and the earth, above the clouds, and too far away from the ground, which makes people on the ground invisible.
They couldn't see Mu Qingge's constantly trembling body, couldn't see her pale face, couldn't see how she was enduring pain.
In her divine consciousness, the connection with space is being peeled off a little bit.
When the last thread was cut off, Mu Qingge couldn't help but spout a big mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, she turned her back to everyone, so no one saw her.
A crystal flew from the center of her eyebrows.
Mu Qingge raised his hand to wipe off the blood on the corners of his mouth and the sweat on his cheeks, his expression was very depressed.
‘Lord Silver, leave the rest to me, you quickly recover. ’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 spiritual consciousness. The middle volume of the magic strategy is the best way to repair the spiritual consciousness.
She waited for three more days.
When she arrived on the seventh day of Jiuzhongtian, a light tremor finally came from her feet.
The lifeless Jiuzhongtian finally changed!
This change raised Mu Qingge's heart, and also excited the crowd waiting on the ground.
However, at this time, a golden light rushed out of the Nine Heavens and fell directly on the singer Mu Qing.
She looked at the golden light in her hand, her eyes shrank sharply, and she lost her voice: "Magic!"
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