Nightwatcher Chapter 140: Da Tsing Yi
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Wow!
The air on the gossip stage seemed to be much gloomier while the flags were dancing with gilt array patterns on the black background.
No, it doesn't seem to be that when Huaiqing dances the spirit-bearing flags, the sky above the star-gazing building is covered by clouds and layers of clouds are surging.
Woo.....
The air current passes through the hollow flagpoles made of Mingjinshi, and weeping like weeping.
Song Qing frowned, feeling as if the primordial spirit was about to leave the body with the cry.
This broken flag is about to call out my soul.........Song Qing took out the cork from her arms and plugged her ears. This made her feel better.
Mingjinshi is also called "spirit-calling stone" and "ghost-calling stone". Where it is, there must be a crowd of ghosts, so it is one of the essential materials for the spirit-calling banner.
"Woohoooo..."
The wailing suddenly became violent, and inside and outside the capital, the souls were awakened. Some of them crawled out of the cold and damp river, some rose from the abandoned old house, and some floated out of the tomb overgrown with weeds. ........
The overcast wind whistled, and the sky was covered with clouds, and the entire Sitian Supervisor was shrouded in a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.
Sitian Supervisor's white-clothed warlocks had been notified long ago, and they went downstairs one after another, and there should be no living people above the third floor.
"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"
On the trembling soul-recruiting flag, a gilt array talisman lighted up, and floated to the distance with the air current from the flag dance, like a twisted road to lead.
..........
Jingshan City.
On the towering altar, the statue of a young man wearing a gorgeous robe and a crown of thorns shakes gently.
In the distant sky, the cloudy wind curled with light like broken gold, extending from the end of the sky, paved the road with broken gold.
On top of the sculpture of the witch god, a figure of Tsing Yi slowly emerged, then sank, and so on.
Every time Tsing Yi's figure emerges, a clear light shines on the eyebrows of the youth statue, pressing the soul back into the sculpture.
"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"
At the end of the broken gold road, there was a clear voice calling.
The unrealistic figure of Tsing Yi emerged again, and the illusory body was shaking frequently, seeming to be trying to float upwards, trying to break free from the sculpture.
Inside the sculpture, a burst of black air rushes into Tsing Yi's figure, as if helping him.
But the three powers were simultaneously suppressed by the sealing force at the center of the witch **** sculpture's eyebrows.
After several repetitions, Hei Qi and Tsing Yi's figure became sluggish and stopped trying.
Despite the repeated calls at the end of the broken gold road, Tsing Yi's figure did not reappear.
..............
"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"
Huaiqing only felt cold in his arms, and the hand holding the flagpole formed a thin shell of ice. .
The advantage of Wu Fu was manifested at this time. When Song Qing came to dance the soul-bearing flag, both hands had been frozen into stone, and every inch of it was cracked.
As for the toxins contained in the artifacts, although Huaiqing felt slightly uncomfortable, with the physique of a rank 4 martial artist, it would not be a problem in a short time, as long as it stopped within a quarter of an hour.
The cloud over Sitianjian's head is getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. The power of the spirit-inspiring flags affects the surroundings, making Sitianjian vaguely turned into "underground soil", and the ghosts inside and outside Kyoto are swarming.
Some of them swam over the Bagua platform; some penetrated walls and windows and invaded the Sitianjian; some flew around the star-gazing building.
In the Sitian Prison, the warlocks held different storage instruments, like children throwing butterflies, catching the ghosts dancing in the room.
"Quickly, collect them. These are excellent refining tools and medicine materials."
"It's a pie in the sky."
"Be careful, don't take Wei Yuan's soul away."
While the white warlocks were excited by the amount of "materials", they sighed with emotion, thinking that too many people had died in Kyoto recently.
After a person dies, the souls will gather within seven days, and then disappear completely within half a month, unable to survive in the world by themselves.
In other words, the ghosts brought by the spirit-calling banners are all new ghosts, people who have died within half a month.
After another quarter of an hour...........Song Qing glanced at the incense that was about to burn out, and her face suddenly became a little ugly:
"Why hasn't Wei Yuan's soul come yet?
"It makes no sense, is it really because you are not familiar with your Majesty that you refused to come back?"
Huaiqing's clear and beautiful face is already blue and white, her eyelashes are covered with hoarfrost, and a trace of anxiety slowly condenses between her eyebrows, she said:
"Stop talking nonsense and see what went wrong."
Song Qing did not speak any more, first checked the formation method. Although he did not intend to be promoted to the formation mage, he had learned all the formation methods that should be learned. With enough materials and geomantic treasures, Song Qing could also show it. Powerful formation.
It's just that you can't act like the formation mage, and the formation will be spontaneous when a thought is moved.
"The soul-calling array is okay, the soul-calling flags are okay, and the body and soul are not problematic..."
After Song Qing finished speaking, she looked up at the back of the empress Ping Ting Graceful.
"You mean, I have a problem?" Huaiqing raised his eyebrows.
She swears that Song Qing dared to feel bad at this time, and she turned her head and sentenced Song Qing to behave in a vegetable market.
Song Qing frowned, pondered for a long time, and said:
"There are two possibilities. Wei Yuan's soul has either been completely wiped out, or it has received some kind of seal, so even a top-level magical weapon such as the soul-raising flag cannot be summoned."
He showed the rigor of doing alchemy experiments.
Huaiqing pondered for a moment, while dancing the spirit-bearing banners, and looking back:
"What can be done?"
Song Qing replied:
"Just now I was joking with Your Majesty, saying that Xu Qi'an is more suitable for soul-calling, except that he has Wei Yuan's blood...Well, it's not accurate to say that, just please.
"But the main reason is actually that Xu Qi'an has enough luck."
Huaiqing frowned:
"Fortune?"
She is puzzled, does it take luck to call upon the soul? What's the use of homing banners if it's such a joke?
Song Qing shrugged:
"I don’t understand. This was when Zhao Shou sent Wei Yuan’s remnant soul to the Sitian Supervisor, and he personally confessed. He said that if he wants to recall Wei Yuan’s soul in the future, let Xu Qi'an come, because He is lucky enough."
Huai Qing thought for a while, then asked:
"Xu Qi'an knows about this?"
"Naturally knows." Song Qing gave an affirmative answer.
"Then I can!"
Huaiqing said confidently.
Because it was the task Xu Qi'an gave her.
Taking a deep breath, a golden light rose from the depths of Huaiqing's dark pupils, and the golden light turned into a dragon's shadow, swimming in the pupils.
In an instant, Huaiqing felt like a different person, a majestic, powerful, and supreme king of the world, so that Song Qing behind him almost knelt down to worship, and did not dare to look directly at the king's majesty.
She mobilized the dragon energy in her body.
Before ascending to the throne, she used the fragments of the earth book as a bridge to absorb three main dragon qi and hundreds of scattered dragon qi.
These dragon energy dormant in her body, unable to mobilize.
It wasn't until she ascended the throne and proclaimed the emperor, the air luck was added to the body, and the dormant air luck in the body completely surrendered to her and became something that could be used actively.
"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"
Huaiqing's eyes turned into shining dragon pupils, and the voice resounded through the sky with luck and dantian.
............
"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"
Jingshan City, at the end of that broken golden avenue, there was a thunderous shout.
Along with the sound, there are two golden beams, from the end of Broken Golden Avenue, shining straight on the brows of the sculpture of the wizard god.
At the center of his eyebrows, the seal of clear air, like a split, slowly peeled off.
On the edge of the altar, the voice of Salun Agu emerged, and he walked to the sculpture and laughed:
"That's right! Fortunately, Dafeng still has a man with enough luck.
"Wei Yuan, that day you sealed the witch god, and the witch **** sought your soul. It is a causal cycle. You repaired the seal of Confucian sage with the power of life, and today you erase the seal by yourself. It is also a causal cycle.
"The old will give you another strength."
He drew out the whip for driving the sheep, and the whip for driving the sheep was lit up with a blazing white light, splashing a "sizzling" electric current, like a thunder whip.
"Pop!"
Saron Agu shook his hand on the Tsing Yi Soul, and the white light in the whip instantly melted into the soul, and the Tsing Yi Soul burst into a dazzling white light, suddenly full of power.
At the same time, the black air inside the sculpture surged violently, pushing out the soul of Tsing Yi little by little.
On the other side, under the golden light, the clear light of the eyebrows finally disappeared.
Boom!
Wearing a crown of thorns, there was a violent shock, and the black gas gushed like spring water, pushing Tsing Yi's soul out.
Crack! The eyebrows of the Confucian Sage sculpture are chapped again, exactly the same as before Wei Yuan repaired it.
At the moment when Tsing Yi's soul escaped, the avenue of enchantment turned by the wind extended over and swept him away, then shrank instantly and disappeared at the end of the sky.
And the black air continued to gush upwards, condensing into a huge, fuzzy human face from high above, overlooking the entire Jingshan City.
Saron Agu breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat relieved and disappointed.
Wei Yuan sealed the witch god, and it took five months for him to come back to life.
In just five months, the Witch God Sect lost the best time to annex the Northern Territory, and then use the Northern Territory as the cornerstone to go south and swallow the Central Plains.
"Now that the Kyushu is surging, the **** and demon in a fake skin returned to Kyushu, half-step the martial **** to get out of trouble and reorganize, if Luo Yuheng successfully overcomes the catastrophe, there will be another land **** in the Taoist. The situation is getting more and more complicated. .
"God is so!"
Saron Agu shook his head regretfully.
While speaking, the fuzzy human face formed by black air in the sky quickly disintegrated and collapsed, retracting into the Sorcerer God sculpture.
The original hollow eyes of the sculpture showed two gloomy lights, staring at the Confucian sage sculpture on the opposite side.
If you observe carefully, you will find the cracks between the eyebrows of the sculpture of Confucianism, which spread and extend a little bit in the "gaze".
The process is very slow, but unwavering.
............
"Time is up!"
Song Qing whispered:
"Your Majesty, a quarter of an hour has passed. You lose the hoisting banner, it will damage the dragon's body if you take it for a long time."
Huaiqing's silver teeth clenched tightly, ignoring Song Qing's dissuasion, and continued to dance the hoist flags.
In the voice of "Hua La La", the residual heat of the incense that Song Qing had ordered dissipated, and the incense ash fell off.
Song Qing shook her head and sighed.
After another moment, Huaiqing shook his body, and the hoisting banner in his hand fell off and fell to the ground "Kang Dang".
It's not that she wants to give up, but that she has reached the limit and can't hold the homing banner.
Her fair and beautiful cheeks are covered with blue-black blood vessels, her red lips have turned black and purple, and her arms have a thick icy crust.
No one of the main materials involved in the supernatural realm of such top-level magical artifacts as the soul-bearing banner, it is she of the fourth stage realm, which is difficult to control for a long time.
The clouds in the sky dissipated, and the wind ceased.
The ghosts wandering around the star-gazing building gradually left.
"Your Majesty, detoxify."
Song Qing took out the porcelain bottle from her arms and threw it over.
No enlightenment offered by both hands at all.
People who do research are just not "smart" enough.
So Huaiqing didn't answer, and staggered to Wei Yuan's side, staring at Qingjun's face without saying a word, with deep disappointment in his eyes.
At this moment, Song Qing actually saw a trace of sadness from the empress.
He suddenly remembered that when Huaiqing was a princess, he seemed to have studied chess with Wei Yuan for several years, if he remembered correctly.
Suddenly, the soul-calling formation at Huaiqing's feet lit up, and then a fragment of golden light emerged from the horizon, surging layer by layer, rushing toward the towering star-gazing building.
The golden light came extremely fast, and within a few breaths, it approached the Baguatai, and under the "escort" of the yin wind, it plunged into the body of Da Qingyi in the formation.
Huai Qing withdrew from the battlefield at this time, and her beautiful eyes stared at the Tsing Yi unblinkingly.
Russian, the eyelashes in the Tsing Yi twitched, and slowly opened his eyes.
He stared at the sky silently for three seconds, slowly sat up, looked around, his eyes finally fell on Huai Qing.
His temples are white, his eyes are filled with the vicissitudes of time washed away, and he smiles gently:
"Long time no see, Your Majesty!"
Huaiqing's eyes are red, tears glide through his eyes silently:
"Wei Gong..."
...........
Outside the capital, a man in black rushed out of the city gate on horseback and ran along the rammed dash.
...........
Yongzhou.
Xu Pingfeng felt a little bit, and used teleportation techniques to keep away from the old man's sword aura.
Next, I turned my head and looked at the north. It was obviously daylight, but there was a bright star hanging in the northern sky.
"Wei Yuan........"
As a second-class warlock, interpreting image is the ability within the domain.
Xu Pingfeng slowly clenched his fists, and the green veins on his forehead became prominent.
Wei Yuan’s resurrection is not terrible, what kind of climate can a weak body become?
But if Luo Yuheng survives the catastrophe smoothly, then Dafeng will not only have the confidence to contend with Yunzhou in terms of extraordinary combat power. On the battlefield, even if Xu Pingfeng values Qi Guangbo again, he will not be confident that he can compete with Wei Yuan. Wrists.
"I have to go to the North, even if I am a clone..."
Xu Pingfeng glanced at the old man below, and pinched his eyebrows with a headache.
Wanting to kill a second-rank martial artist is definitely not an overnight thing.
The smelly stone in this pit.
...........
Southern Xinjiang.
In the virgin forest outside the extreme abyss, Granny Tiangu looks north through the lush foliage.
"Wei Yuan is resurrected."
Grandma Tiangu squinted her eyes, her wrinkled face showed a little smile:
"You guys don't have to worry about getting the bamboo basket empty."
Longtu's several Gu clan leaders were happy at first, and then frowned.
The enchanting and charming Luan Yu frowned her delicate eyebrows:
"Can he restore his cultivation base?"
Grandma Tiangu shook her head.
Longtu suddenly looked disappointed:
"What's the use? It depends on whether Xu Qi'an can survive the transitional catastrophe."
You Shi said:
"If Dafeng is defeated~IndoMTL.com~ we will not only lose our money, we may even be liquidated."
What he thought in his heart was that Xu Qi'an hadn't given me the ancient corpse yet.
For the dissatisfaction of the leaders, Granny Tiangu smiled.
...........
Guanxing Building, Bagua Terrace.
Wei Yuan sits at the table that originally belonged to the supervisor, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, sips, and shook his head:
"Is there no tea from the flower god?"
Huaiqing, who is sitting opposite him, has suppressed all his emotions at this time, and quietly curls the corners of his mouth:
"Wei Gong can ask Xu Qi'an for it."
Song Qing has been kicked out of the Eight Diagrams platform. Of course, he himself is very happy. After all, the trivial matter of Wei Yuan's resurrection is not enough to let him put down the alchemy experiment at hand.
Wei Yuan put down the teacup and said:
"Xu Qi'an did not come, indicating that Dafeng has reached a precarious situation. Who has sealed this old thing, Jianzheng?"
Huaiqing, who had never confided any information to him, glanced at the man with white sideburns and sighed:
"Wei Gong, did you think you would resurrect before you set out?
"Dafeng is indeed in a precarious situation now, Huaiqing is now wanting to ask you for advice."
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