Society is afraid of indulging in infrastructure in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 153. 153. Protoss Inheritance
"Boom." Someone rushed in from outside the door, "My Lord!"

Mu Zixiao looked at the person who rushed in in surprise, it was Li Yuyan who had just left.

"Master Yang, senior sister's soul lamp is getting dimmer and dimmer and is about to go out!"

Mu Zixiao immediately stood up, looked at Li Yuyan who rushed in and knelt on the ground, knew that the matter was very urgent, and didn't say much, "Position."

Mu Wei turned his head to look at Mu Zixiao, and replied: "Master, according to the weak signal from the identity card, it is at the Lianshan Goddess Peak in the northeast of Xingling Prefecture."

Mu Zixiao nodded, "You preside over the overall situation, and I will go there in person."

After finishing speaking, she disappeared from everyone's sight in just a blink of an eye.

The sky was covered with snow, Yan Qing knelt on one knee on the altar of Goddess Peak, her eyes were bloodshot, she held a sword in her left hand, and supported her body.

The three guardian gods on the altar all pointed at her, making her unable to straighten up.

Yan Qing felt cold all over, with tears in his eyes, "Why why, why is it like this."

She remembered it, she remembered it all.

She is not just Yan Qing, the head disciple of Xuannv sect who was exterminated ten years ago.

She is also the Moon Lotus Goddess who was once driven into the mortal world by the Jiuzhongtian.

It wasn't that Xuannvmen offended God, but that her identity was a thorn in the hearts of others.

It was the protoss in the Nine Heavens who wanted her to live in the mud forever.

"The reincarnation of the goddess has such a filthy body that she cannot enter this sect to inherit."

"The goddess is so depraved, why revive our Moon Clan."

"We don't want this successor."

"Never mind."

"The Empress of Heaven entrusts no one."

"It's better to die here."

"It's better to have a clean body in the next life."

"The most innocent and purest Moon Lotus Goddess in the world, she surrendered herself to the filthy human race and lived like a plaything. What face do you have, why don't you kill yourself."

Goddess Moon Lotus is in charge of the Moon Palace, she is a pure deity, and the purest incarnation in the world has been reduced to a furnace, or even a slag, until two months ago.

When Yan Qing recovered, she had struggled with her inner demons for a long time, and it was only after getting a lot of psychological counseling in Weiyang City that she gradually got better.

And the memory that emerged, the fate of being played with made her collapse again.

The god statues that were supposed to protect her bones accused her of being filthy one by one.

She is like a child betrayed by her family, with nowhere to rely on and what to do.

She looked at the sword in her hand, feeling powerless all over her body, and that disgusting memory resurfaced in her mind, intertwined with her memory of the Moon Lotus Goddess in the Nine Heavens.

Yan Qing retched, she lost the will to persevere.

Yes, kill yourself and start over.

This life is too bitter, does she still want to live with this dirty body?
No, no, she only has this one chance, can she really be reincarnated?
She had already lost the protection of the gods, and she might not even be able to reincarnate in the animal realm next time, and she would die with this regretful memory.

There are also her junior brothers and sisters from the Xuannv Sect in Weiyang City. How do they survive?

She wants to live, to endure these pains, to live.

Yan Qing raised his sword with all his strength, and slashed towards the secret door of the altar.But he saw a phantom appearing on the statue of a god, and took the sword.

"It is God's will that the Moon Clan is cut off, so there is no need to struggle."

"Goddess Moon Lotus, you are no longer a goddess."

"You can't take over this inheritance."

"Leaving your life is just for the sake of old feelings. If you struggle again, we will wipe away your filth."

Yan Qing refused to listen, and struck down with another sword, which was caught again.

"Forget it, if you are such a goddess, why not let me kill you with my own hands, and let you dissipate in this world innocently."

The man dropped a long knife from the sky.

There is a huge difference between the power of the gods and the little foundation-builder cultivators here. Yan Qing didn't have to give in, and raised his long sword in his hand, ready to die in a fighting posture.

This is a duel between the gods and the little mortals. Yan Qing didn't want to live, but she had the will to live.

The long knife did not tear Yan Qing's body apart, but was firmly caught by a golden stick.

The person holding the long stick stood firmly in front of Yan Qing. She was dressed in black clothes, her long hair was tied up high and fluttering in the cold wind, she was tall and slender, her eyes were firm, and the long stick in her hand was showing divine power.

As a human race, he actually took this blow with divine power.

"Yan Qing has a noble and pure soul, which has nothing to do with filth. Her body also belongs to her, so what is filth?" Fourth, the Chastity Memorial Arch. It’s extremely ridiculous to be a god but just like a vulgar mortal.”

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