"That's true. But as long as I can step into the realm of ghosts and witches, the spiritual curse can be lifted by itself. This is why I am determined to come here." Xiying smiled slightly and explained.
Yuan Ming suddenly understood and said hurriedly: "If this is the case, is there anything you need my help with?"
"You don't need to take action now. Besides, we still lack some necessary conditions. It's difficult for the two of us to make it happen. But don't worry, I still have a capable helper. Once he arrives, we will make further plans.
." Xiying shook her head gently and said softly.
"Help? Who is that?" Yuan Ming's curiosity was aroused.
Xiying smiled mysteriously, but did not reveal the answer directly: "You will naturally know when he comes."
After speaking, she asked Wang Fulong to return to Shura Palace first, then privately taught Yuan Ming the eighth-level formula of Ming Yue Jue, and then pulled Yuan Ming to start practicing together.
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One day later.
In the purple cloud space, four rays of light suddenly flashed out of thin air.
Not long after, the four people from Mingyue Palace appeared in the purple cloud space.
The leading drama champion looked around and had a hint of joy on his face when he unexpectedly spotted Yuan Ming and Xi Ying not far away.
"Yuan Ming! Xi Ying! Why are you two here?" She was surprised but also a little angry.
"Is she the helper you are talking about?" Yuan Ming did not answer her question, but turned to look at Xiying for the answer.
"No." Xiying shook her head.
The play champion also turned his attention to Xiying, and noticed that she had reached the late stage of Mingwu, and he suddenly understood.
"I see, I didn't expect you to know the secret of Ziyun Tiangong. This is an extremely secretive matter in the palace. Who told you? Please tell me the truth!" the drama champion asked sternly while raising his hands, making a gesture.
Take action.
At this moment, a monk from Mingyue Palace wearing a white robe behind her suddenly came forward and put his hand on the shoulder of the opera champion.
The opera champion was startled and turned around quickly, only to meet a pair of eyes that shone with a strange aura.
In just an instant, the opera champion's body collapsed, his eyes lost all energy, and he was obviously trapped in an illusion and unable to extricate himself.
This sudden change shocked everyone except Xiying.
"Senior Brother Xu, what are you doing!" Another monk from Mingyue Palace next to Nan Shangfeng had a face full of disbelief.
The male cultivator in white robe did not answer, but just looked back at them.
Immediately afterwards, Nan Shangfeng and the remaining monk from Mingyue Palace also fell down one after another, and also fell into the illusion.
Only then did Xiying step forward and say hello: "Senior Xia, you are finally here."
Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, and when he looked again, he saw that the male cultivator in white robe touched his face lightly, and his face changed rapidly, and soon he looked like Xia Jie.
"My little friend, long time no see." Xia Jie smiled slightly at Yuan Ming to express his greetings.
"It turns out it's Senior Xia. I've often missed him since we said goodbye. I wonder how Senior is doing these days?" Yuan Ming stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
"After the injury of the soul was healed, I was fine. Now that my strength has been restored, I can say that it couldn't be better. But you, back then I just wanted to help you become a life witch and help me heal. I didn't want so many years to pass by.
, you have actually come this far, which can be said to be far beyond my imagination." Xia Jie praised.
"Senior is so complimentary."
Yuan Ming said modestly, and then asked: "Senior, when you entered the Wentian Secret Realm this time, did you also come for the Purple Cloud Palace?"
"Almost, but this place is actually just an accessory. What I'm really eyeing is the Mingyue soul bone in her body." Xia Jie pointed to the opera champion lying beside her.
"What is Mingyue Soul Bone?" Yuan Ming was puzzled.
"Let me explain." Xiying said loudly at this time.
Yuan Ming looked at Xiying, his eyes becoming more and more confused, but Xiying did not pay attention, but explained everything:
"Everything starts with the establishment of Mingyue Palace. In fact, in the ancient times, there was no soul cultivation inheritance in Izumo World. It was not until millions of years ago that the founder of Mingyue Palace, Shuanghua Zhenren, accidentally unearthed a broken body.
There is no breath of life, but it is incorruptible, and will pull everyone who comes close to it into the illusion. Back then, Master Shuanghua had achieved Mahayana, but he was still trapped in the illusion without resistance, and he was not released until ten thousand years later."
"It's just a broken body, but it can pull Mahayana into an illusion for ten thousand years. Could it be said..." Yuan Ming said in disbelief.
"According to Master Shuanghua's inference afterwards, the owner of this broken body should have surpassed ghost witches and reached the legendary realm of witch gods during his lifetime. Although he died, his lifelong inheritance remained on the corpse. Shuang
It was through studying the method of soul power movement of this broken body that Hua Zhenren finally created the Ming Yue Jue and established the Mingyue Palace. Since then, the development of Mingyue Palace for generations, whether it is martial arts or magic techniques, has all relied on
It was obtained by studying the residual body." Xiying revealed the biggest secret of Mingyue Palace directly in front of Yuan Ming's eyes.
Yuan Ming was extremely shocked when he heard the ancient secret.
Xiying also gave Yuan Ming enough buffer time to wait until he accepted these facts before continuing to explain.
"At that time, Master Shuanghua revered the owner of the broken body as the goddess of the bright moon, and her broken body also inherited this name. About three million years ago, the then master of the Mingyue Palace, Yue Yingji, created a new method to extract the remains from the broken body.
He removed two bones and transplanted them into the bodies of the Holy Son and the Saint of Mingyue Palace respectively. He called these two bones the Mingyue Soul Bones. After transplantation, they could deepen the connection between the monks and the remains of the Mingyue Goddess.
Supplemented by the magical power of divine pictures and paintings, by inscribing divine pictures on the original bones, one can borrow the power of the Moon Goddess."
"Can we borrow the power of the Witch God? Shouldn't such a powerful magical power be used by the Master of Mingyue Palace who has mastered ghost witchcraft? Why would it be given to the Holy Son and the Saint?" Yuan Ming was surprised, but also a little puzzled.
"This is because borrowing power is not free. The amount of power you can borrow is closely related to the number of divine pictures carved on your bones. The more divine pictures carved on your bones, the greater the power you can borrow, but at the same time, you
It will also gradually be assimilated and eroded by the residual body. If the soul bone cannot be removed in time, the transplanted person will eventually become a part of the residual body, providing it with nutrients for recovery." Xiying slowly shook her head.
"Resuscitation?" Yuan Ming's eyes widened.
"Yes, it is true. After Master Yueying developed the secret method, several saints and saints excessively borrowed the power of the goddess of the moon in order to fight against powerful enemies. As a result, it turned into nourishment for the residual body, causing growth on the residual body. He lost two pieces of flesh and blood the size of a little finger. Therefore, Mingyue Palace has a speculation that as long as sufficient nutrients are provided, the deceased Mingyue Goddess may one day be resurrected." Xiying said seriously.
"Isn't transplanting soul bones very dangerous? Why are people in Mingyue Palace still using this method? Aren't they afraid that the goddess Mingyue will really be resurrected?" Yuan Ming's brows were furrowed, full of worry.
"This issue is also controversial among the senior officials of Mingyue Palace. But at present, it seems that at least monks at the peak of the Dharma phase need to be turned into nutrients to make significant changes in the residual body. Moreover, as long as the power is not excessively borrowed, the soul can be transferred to the soul in time. The hidden dangers of bone transplantation for the next saint son and saint are actually not big." Xi Ying explained.
"So that's it. Your purpose is to use the soul bones to attract the power of the goddess of the moon to help you break through, right? But wait, these things should be top secrets of the Mingyue Palace, right? How do you know?" Yuan Mingruo said something. He nodded thoughtfully, but then frowned again.
"It's all because of this." Xiying said, flipping his right hand slightly and revealing the soul-suppressing pot.
Seeing this familiar soul-suppressing pot, scenes from the past flashed through Yuan Ming's mind. A trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, but he was still confused about Xiying's intentions.
"Have you ever heard of Tan Hua? He was a soul cultivator who was active more than ten thousand years ago. This pot is his natal spiritual treasure, and there is a trace of his remnant soul in it. After I broke through the witch , refined this source, and obtained part of his memory from it, which is how these secrets were obtained." Xiying did not lie.
"I have heard of Tan Hua, but there are rumors that he once challenged Mingyue Palace, but according to what you said, he should be a member of Mingyue Palace." Yuan Ming nodded and recalled the relevant information.
"The rumors are not false. He was originally the Holy Son of Mingyue Palace, but something happened later that forced him to defect. This memory is not in the memory I obtained, and I don't know the specific reason. I only know that when he escaped, he escaped from Ming Yue Palace. The Moon Goddess Pendant, one of the Three Treasures of the Moon Goddess, was stolen from the Moon Palace. After that, he wandered in Izumo for many years and participated in the last realm war." Xiying said.
"Oh, so that's it. Then he disappeared later and probably died in the realm war." Yuan Ming guessed.
"You guessed it right. He was defeated at the hands of a ghost witch from the Demon Realm and died of serious injuries. After escaping back to the Izumo Realm, he died not long after. His body and the soul-suppressing pot were taken away by his disciples. , after many years, his disciple inadvertently broke into a closed world, and had the idea of taking that world as his own. After that, he settled down for a long time, founded a sect, and was feared by the world, and his The name should be familiar to you." Xiying looked at Yuan Ming with deep meaning.
"Wu Yueshen." Yuan Ming also quickly said the name that had troubled him for a long time.
"You also know what happened next. The soul-suppressing pot finally fell into my hands. After I learned everything, I informed Senior Xia Jie of the matter, and that's why we joined forces today." Xiying explained.
road.
While Xi Ying was solving Yuan Ming's doubts, Xia Jie on the side was casting a spell to peel off the soul bone.
He rubbed his palms together, and two bright white auras instantly emerged, covering his palms like gloves.
Then, he raised his right hand slightly, and the unconscious opera champion instantly flew up, his whole body suspended in the air in the shape of a "big" character.
Xia Jie stepped forward and patted the top of Xi Zhuangyuan's head. In an instant, all the bones in Xi Zhuangyuan's body lit up with a conspicuous white light, which was still clearly visible even through his clothes and flesh.
Among them, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the little finger of the opera champion’s right hand.
Against the background of a white light, only the joint in front of the little finger showed a dark blue light like moonlight, hazy and psychedelic.
