Lin Xixue remembered that when she first came to Wuzeng Temple, the owner had said that she would need to do something for him in the future, but she did not say what the specific matter was. She only said that she would know it when the time comes.
Could it be that I can predict the future?
But she quickly shook her head and denied this conjecture.
Assuming that the master can really predict the future, then he should be able to predict that he will fall into madness and break into the temple under the inducement of Tianzun.
Assuming that he could really predict this incident, he should naturally ask the Great Witch Zhu to take measures in advance to prevent him from rashly breaking in.
Therefore, I definitely cannot predict the exact future. Maybe he just has more information and has made some predictions about the future based on the information?
It is a pity that the master has passed away now, and these doubts cannot be answered.
She was no longer distracted, focused on her journey, and soon returned to the guest room courtyard of Yunzhou Mansion.
As soon as she entered the hospital, she smelled the familiar scent of medicine coming from the kitchen, and knew that it was Qu Ruoyin who was brewing the medicine he had given her.
With the ointment brewed from this recipe, the injury on Qu Ruoyin's palm will surely recover soon.
However, she was not in a hurry to pass on the Rouyunruishui Sword to Qu Ruoyin. After all, Qu Ruoyin couldn't even control the sword at the moment and his foundation was unstable. It would be beneficial and harmless to pass her sword moves rashly.
Hey, when did I take so many God-Reinforcing Pills? I don’t even feel like I have any impression.
And the mound itself, because the slope is so steep, is somewhat like a huge tomb.
Ah. Why am I crying?
Her feet softened at first, then bounced upward, and she fell to the ground again.
I feel a little dizzy, what's going on?
She shook her head and cleared her thoughts. By the way, I came here to find out if there was anything wrong with the altar of the soul-inducing technique created by Shen Lu.
She jumped up in the air and flew to the top of the mound. Sure enough, she saw these white soul flags floating, which made the already desolate mass burial mound even more desolate.
Lin Xixue knelt on the ground with her eyes blank, and two empty bottles of Gushen Dan rolled aside.
In a daze, her hand swept over the jade bottle that rolled to the side, making a crisp "clang" sound.
She raised her head and looked at the scattered paper money. There was no fear in her heart, and only a touch of sadness and confusion remained.
"You always told me before that girls can't always place their hopes on others. I only half understood it at the time, but now I finally understand it completely."
It's so fun. How long has it been since I played on the trampoline? Let me think about it. The last time I played on the trampoline, I seemed to be in a bad mood. Wanyun took me over the wall to the kindergarten and secretly played on the trampoline in the kindergarten.
"Mom, you said before that you just want to see me happy, but now I don't know what happiness is. I only know that I will never be happy unless I kill this beast."
She unfolded the animal skin scroll and studied it carefully, and soon understood that the earliest use of this "soul return" technique was to recall the spirits of ancestors.
Could it be that Shen Lu was lying to himself?
A monk can't run away from a temple. Shen Lu shouldn't tell such a clumsy lie with no obvious benefit. Could it be that the altar is located on a huge mound, so he can't see it?
If she had been in her previous life, Lin Xixue would have been trembling with fear when she saw this scene, but after experiencing so much, her psychological quality was no longer what it used to be.
After reading it several times, he memorized the witch patterns on the soul flag and the movements of the Nuo dance in detail, and then set off for Jiuli Slope outside the city.
She raised the corners of her mouth and opened her eyes wide, with red bloodshot threads almost rising from the surface of her eyeballs. She seemed to be laughing crazily, but tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.
Suddenly, this trace of sadness seemed to pluck a certain string in her mind. She always felt that this scene was very familiar, as if she had experienced it somewhere.
She did not alarm Qu Ruoyin, but quietly returned to the room, took out the animal skin scroll containing the witchcraft of the soul's return, and studied it carefully.
Lin Xixue was not surprised by this. After all, Miao Zhu had already told him in advance that the art of attracting souls had to be carried out in a very dark place. It was not too unexpected to find the altar near this mass burial mound.
She couldn't help but jump up on the ground that turned into a trampoline, and for a moment she forgot what she was here for.
Don't say it was just a gust of wind, even if there was something unclean, Lin Xixue would only sigh with emotion, who has no eyesight to come and sacrifice to the Spectral Night and the Invisible Flame again.
However, Shen Lu said that he had set up the altar in advance, but when Lin Xixue looked around, she could not see the shadow of the altar.
Rather than saying it is a certain kind of witchcraft, it is better to say that it is a concentrated expression of a certain school of witchcraft. For example, before recalling the heroic spirit, a divination is required first, and then some people praise the spirit, some hold three sacrifices, some shake the soul flag, and some dance Nuo dance.
There was a tearing pain in the sea of consciousness, and the ear-piercing sound of electricity sounded again.
A gust of dark wind swept through, and the paper money scattered on the mass burial mound was swept into the air. As soon as the wind stopped, it drifted down again, as if an invisible hand dropped the paper money in the air.
"Instead of pinning my hopes on this beast being sentenced to death, why don't I consider taking action and killing this beast myself?"
She must study this technique as soon as possible and then go to Jiulipo to see if there is anything wrong with the altar set up by Zhu Shenlu in the temple.
I have to check the soul flags and altar first
She put her hands on the ground and reluctantly stood up, but as soon as she took a step, she felt that the ground had turned into a trampoline that was common in childhood, full of elasticity.
All in all, this art of returning souls is an extremely complex and systematic witchcraft. It requires a group of wizards to perform their own duties, perform their own tasks, and work together to complete the sacrifice.
"Mom, if my daughter is not filial, she may not be able to become the kind and upright person you say she is."
Although this Jiuli Slope is called a slope, it is actually just a raised mound in the wilderness. There are densely planted unknown graves around the mound.
What's more, there is a saying that all fear comes from lack of firepower. Nowadays, there is the Abiji swordsmanship that specializes in defeating the soul, and there is also the invisible and qualityless flame that uses the soul as fuel.
"Mom, the results of the trial are out, and this beast is not sentenced to death."
She jumped more and more happily, and in this moment, she forgot all her worries.
However, she still felt that she was not satisfied. She actually moved her thunder body and pushed the trampoline formed on the ground deeply into the ground. Then, her whole body shot into the clouds like an arrow from a string.
Behind the clouds, the sky is no longer visible, only the rolling stars are extinguished.
However, after passing through the clouds, her upward flight did not stop.
She flew higher and higher, and finally saw a familiar figure
Catch up on yesterday’s first update. It feels like I’m catching up on the previous day’s update every day≡(▔﹏▔)≡
This chapter has been completed!