Lu Lingqiu was confused.

Too many things happened today.

Although the memory of the "Evil God" has fallen into pieces,

But he still knew something about Hualing.

Since the last time she woke up, she would ask herself "Master, please feed me spiritual power" every once in a while.

For her, "the master's spiritual power" is an indispensable nutrient.

So every time he came back from a trip, he would replenish her energy as soon as possible, and the previous "bath" was also a regular feeding for her.

But in the beginning, what she needed was obviously spiritual power, and the quantity was not large. The frequency of feeding was only once in a long time.

But in recent times, not only has she needed more and more spiritual power, she has even had a distorted and distorted desire for blood... just under the stimulation of emotions.

Lu Lingqiu, who originally cultivated at the end of the Tribulation, fell to the stage of becoming a god due to the attack of evil magic. Naturally, he was no longer able to satisfy her as before.

If the magic seal hadn't stopped her in time, due to the double loss of spiritual power and blood, he might have directly... this time...

He was sucked and fucked by her.

He knew that in addition to the flower god contract, there was another seal on her body.

It was an ancient demon seal that was countless times stronger than the "Soul Contract".

Lu Lingqiu had no impression of this in his memory.

He could only feel that under the constraints of this magic seal, most of Hua Ling's emotions seemed to be locked up. Apart from being interested in everything about her master, she was taciturn and did not care about anyone else.

After Lu Lingqiu regained consciousness, she tried to find various ways to lift the imprisonment on her body.

But no matter what methods he used, there was nothing he could do with the magic seal.

He once wondered: As long as his cultivation reaches the true god level, he can get rid of it through coercive means?

However, he had forgotten that the reason why he had been unable to break through to the realm of true gods was because every time he finally reached the point where he was almost full of spiritual power, Hua Ling would take away every drop of it.

Under such a premise, even if Lu Lingqiu possesses the most superb cultivation qualifications in history, it will be difficult for him to break through again in a state of long-term spiritual power deficiency...

This time he went to Lingyue, in a sense, he was giving himself a "holiday".

Quickly regain your spiritual power while she is not around.

Theoretically, if Lu Lingqiu returned to Xihai with full health and dueled Ye Shu again, even if he was a level lower than the opponent, he would still have the confidence to fight Ye Shu reciprocally.

However, my physical condition does not allow it.

"Oh. If this continues, I'll ring her..."

Even though his face was pale and he had lost a lot of blood, Lu Lingqiu was still worried about Hua Ling who had just done that to him.

He knew in his heart that if he could not solve her increasingly strong spiritual power needs, once she completely lost control of herself, she would probably become a time bomb, bringing unimaginable horrific consequences to the entire Tianshan Mountains and even the sky.

Her true cultivation level is obviously something that Lu Lingqiu cannot control now.

Rather, it would be difficult for any spirit envoy in Jinghua Palace to stop her.

"The top priority is to restore the previous state."

Lu Lingqiu dragged his tired body and slumped back to his round bed, and took out something from the spiritual ring.

It was a palm-sized toy castle.

After turning on the evil curse form, it was difficult for him to remember the specific process of fighting Ye Shu, but this only trophy would not be erased along with his memory.

Obviously, this is a space artifact.

He poured his spiritual consciousness into it.

The next breath, a white light illuminated his entire field of vision.

In front of you is a palace full of Gothic style.

The space of the palace is about the size of the central hall, with a very high ceiling. The bottom is a cube about three stories high, and the top is in the shape of a spire with multiple cones stacked on columns.

The interior of the hall is decorated with luxurious floor tiles paved with spiritual crystals. On the left and right of the floor tiles, there are large and small spiritual wood bookshelves. On both sides, there are rooms with different functions.

Lu Lingqiu probed his consciousness and easily entered every small room.

There is a miniature medicine garden with dead spiritual herbs, a small alchemy room with bottles and jars lying on the floor, a spiritual pet room with no spiritual pets, a talisman-making room with only a pile of discarded spiritual papers on the ground, and an empty storage room.

There is only a quiet room with a futon, a cold underground darkroom with no lights, and a secret room with talisman seals criss-crossed at the door.

"Is this the living environment of Ye Shu..."

Lu Lingqiu looked at it carefully with some surprise:

In the miniature medicine garden, the dead spiritual herbs and elixirs were almost all extinct in the modern world. Some of the immortal grass varieties originated from ancient times, and even a man as knowledgeable as Lu Lingqiu could not name many of them.

;

In the alchemy room, a large number of finished and semi-finished elixirs were scattered all over the floor. On the alchemy cauldron, which was obviously not lower than the ground level, there was a shockingly large hole as if it had been suddenly smashed through with a fist;

There were no spirit beasts or corpses in the spirit pet room, but it was filled with expired spiritual food. They were neatly stacked in corresponding grids, without dust, and separated from dry and wet.

Come to think of it, Ye Shu is quite considerate towards his spiritual pets.

When Lu Lingqiu saw the scene in the talisman-making room, his heart couldn't help but twitch.

Because he could see clearly that every crumpled piece of spiritual paper on the ground had writings condensed with blood.

To the sunny moon.

That's tens of thousands of letters.

Tens of thousands of letters written to a woman named "Qingyue".

Without reading it, you can feel a sense of loneliness and longing with great despair.

Among the six demigods, the Star God Qingyue took the initiative to change her name to "Moon God" under the influence of the flower god Lin Teak. Two thousand years ago, she died in the formation under the crack in the sky over the West Sea.

She is Ye Shu's true love.

The two used to be enemies, but after joining forces, they spent thousands of years together here and fell in love with each other.

"well."

Lu Lingqiu did not explore other rooms. Instead, he withdrew his consciousness from each room with a complicated mood and focused on the most obvious position inside the palace.

It is not difficult to see that at the innermost side of the hall, there is a high platform with an offering table on it.

On the altar table, there were four gleaming ancient books and a silver crystal ball that looked very familiar to him at first glance.

He brought his consciousness closer and scanned it.

It was quickly discovered that it was some kind of spiritual tool that could store sounds, which was the same as the "Yinyu". Perhaps it was a recording device developed by Ye Shu himself in ancient times.

It contains his memories.

Lu Lingqiu knew that this object would definitely put his broken memory fragments back together more completely.

Just when he couldn't wait to explore Ye Shu's past in depth,

The perspective in his consciousness was severely stagnant!

Because the books placed on the table directly attracted his eyeballs...

He saw the name clearly

The divine law is long in the night,

Songs of worship of divine law,

The stars of divine magic fall,

The divine law is not yet clear.

"!!!"
Chapter completed!