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Chapter 140 Daqingyi(1/2)

Wow~

As the flags with a black background and engraved gold formations danced, the air on the Bagua stage seemed much colder.

No, it doesn't seem like, when Huaiqing danced the soul-calling flag, the sky above the Star Observation Tower was filled with clouds, covering the sun and forming layers upon layers of clouds.

Woo woo........

The air flow passed through the flagpole made of Mingjin Stone and filled with holes, emitting a cry like a cry.

Song Qing frowned, feeling as if his soul was about to leave the body with the sound of crying and howling.

This broken flag is going to draw my soul out...Song Qing took out the cork from his arms and plugged his ears. Only then did he feel better.

The Mingjin Stone is also known as the "Spirit Summoning Stone" and "Ghost Summoning Stone". The place where it is located must be crowded with ghosts, so it is one of the necessary main materials for soul summoning flags.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The wailing suddenly became violent, and a series of innocent souls were awakened inside and outside the capital. Some of them crawled out of the wet and cold river, some rose from abandoned old houses, and some floated out of tombs overgrown with grass...

.....

The wind was howling, the clouds were gathering overhead, and the entire Sitian Prison was shrouded in a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

The white-robed warlocks from Si Tianjian had been notified a long time ago and went downstairs one after another. No living people were allowed above the third floor.

"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"

On the trembling soul-calling flags, gilded talismans light up one after another, and follow the air flow from the dancing flags, floating into the distance, like a twisted guiding road.

...........

Jingshan City...

On the towering altar, the statue of a young man wearing a gorgeous robe and a crown of thorns shook slightly.

In the distant sky, the gloomy wind carried the light like broken gold, which extended from the end of the sky and paved a road of broken gold.

Above the head of the witch god sculpture, a figure in green slowly emerged, then sank, and so on.

Every time the figure in Tsing Yi emerges, a clear light lights up between the brows of the young man's statue, forcing his soul back into the sculpture.

"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"

At the end of the golden road, a clear voice called.

The unreal Tsing Yi figure resurfaced again, its illusory body shaking frequently, as if it was trying its best to float upwards, trying to break free from the sculpture.

Inside the sculpture, waves of black energy surged towards the Tsing Yi figure, as if giving him a helping hand.

But the three forces were simultaneously suppressed by the power of the seal between the eyebrows of the shaman-god sculpture.

After repeating it several times, the black energy and Qingyi figure became sluggish and stopped trying.

Despite the repeated calls from the end of the Broken Gold Road, Qing Yi's figure did not appear again.

............

"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"

Huaiqing felt his arms become cold, and the hand holding the flagpole was covered with a thin shell of ice.

The merits of martial arts were revealed at this moment. When it was Song Qing who danced the soul-calling flag, his hands were frozen into stone and cracked inch by inch.

As for the toxins contained in the magic weapon, although it made Huaiqing feel slightly uncomfortable, with the physique of a fourth-grade warrior, it would not be harmful in a short period of time, as long as it stopped within a quarter of an hour.

The dark clouds hanging over Si Tianjian's head are getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. The power of the soul summoning flag affects the surroundings, making Si Tianjian vaguely turn into "underworld", and the ghosts from inside and outside Kyoto swarm in.

Some of them swim above the Bagua Tower; some penetrate the walls and windows and invade Si Tianjian; some fly around the Star Observation Tower.

In Sitian Prison, the warlocks held up different storage instruments, like children chasing butterflies, catching the ghosts dancing around the room.

"Quick, collect them quickly. These are excellent materials for refining weapons and medicine."

"It's like pie in the sky."

"Be careful, don't take away Wei Yuan's soul."

The white-clothed magicians were excited about the amount of "materials", but at the same time lamented that too many people had died in and around Kyoto recently.

After a person dies, the soul will gather within seven days, and then completely disappear within half a month, unable to survive in the world through itself.

In other words, the ghosts summoned by the soul-calling flag are all new ghosts, people who died in the past half month.

Another half-quarter of an hour passed...Song Qing glanced at the incense that was getting shorter and shorter, and was about to burn out, and his face suddenly became a little ugly:

"Why hasn't Wei Yuan's soul come yet?

"It doesn't make sense. Is it really because I'm not familiar with His Majesty that I refuse to come back?"

Huaiqing's beautiful face was already a pale green, her eyelashes were stained with hoarfrost, and a trace of anxiety slowly condensed between her brows, and she shouted:

"Stop talking nonsense and see where the problem is."

Song Qing didn't speak anymore, and first checked the formations. Although he didn't plan to be promoted to an formation master, he had learned all the formations that should be learned. With enough materials and Feng Shui treasures, Song Qing could also perform extremely powerful exercises.

formation.

It's just that you can't be like the formation master, who can generate the formation on his own as soon as he thinks about it.

"There's no problem with the soul-summoning array, there's no problem with the soul-summoning flag, there's no problem with the body and soul..."

After Song Qing finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the graceful back of the empress Pingting.

"You mean, I have a problem?" Huaiqing raised his eyebrows.

She swore that if Song Qing dared to get into trouble at this time, she would sentence Song Qing to be executed at the vegetable market.

Song Qing frowned, thought for a long time, and said:

"There are two possibilities. Wei Yuan's soul has either been completely wiped out, or it has been sealed in some way, so even top-level magic weapons like the Soul Calling Banner cannot be summoned."

He showed his rigor in conducting alchemical experiments.

Huaiqing pondered for a moment, while dancing the soul-calling flag, he looked back:

"What can be done?"

Song Qing replied:

"I was joking with His Majesty just now, saying that Xu Qi'an is more suitable for summoning souls, except that he has the blood of Wei Yuan... Well, that's not quite accurate, so you can understand.

"But the main reason is actually that Xu Qian has enough luck."

Huaiqing frowned:

"Luck?"

What she doesn't understand is, does summoning souls still require luck? If it's such a child's play, what's the use of summoning banners.

Song Qing shrugged:

"I don't understand. This is what Zhao Shou personally confessed when he sent Wei Yuan's remnant soul to Si Tian Prison. He said that if Wei Yuan's soul is to be recalled in the future, then Xu Qi'an should come because he is lucky.

enough."

Huaiqing thought for a while and asked:

"Does Xu Qian know this?"

"Of course I know." Song Qing gave an affirmative reply.

"Then I can do it!"

Huaiqing said with a firm tone.

Because this was the task assigned to her by Xu Qi'an.

Taking a deep breath, a golden light appeared in the depths of Huaiqing's dark pupils, and the golden light turned into a dragon shadow, swimming in his pupils.

In an instant, Huaiqing felt like a different person, a majestic, powerful, and aloof human king. Song Qing behind him almost knelt down to worship, not daring to look directly at the majesty of the king.

She mobilized the dragon energy in her body.

Before ascending the throne, she used the fragments of the Book of the Earth as a bridge to absorb three main dragon energies and hundreds of scattered dragon energies.

These dragon energies were dormant in her body and could not be mobilized.

It wasn't until she ascended the throne and proclaimed herself emperor, and her luck increased, that the dormant luck in her body completely surrendered to her and turned into something that could be used actively.

"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"

Huaiqing's eyes turned into brilliant dragon pupils, his Qi Luck Dantian, and his voice resounded throughout the sky.

............

"Wei Yuan, the soul is back!"

In Jingshan City, at the end of the broken gold avenue, a sound like spring thunder came.

Accompanying the sound were two golden beams of light, which shone directly between the brows of the Witch God sculpture from the end of the Broken Gold Avenue.

Between the eyebrows, the seal formed by the pure air slowly peeled off like it was dividing.

On the edge of the altar, Saren Agu's voice emerged, he stepped in front of the sculpture and said with a smile:

"That's right! Fortunately, there is someone in Dafeng who is lucky enough.

"Wei Yuan, back then you sealed the Witch God, and the Witch God claimed your soul, which is a cycle of cause and effect. You used the power of life to repair the seal of the Confucian Sage, and today you erase the seal yourself. It is also a cycle of cause and effect.

"I will give you another piece of strength."

He pulled out the sheep whip, which lit up with a blazing white light and splashed with "sizzling" electricity, like a thunder whip.

"Snapped!"

Sarun Agu shook his hand and whipped Tsing Yi's soul, and the white light in the whip instantly merged into the soul. Tsing Yi's soul burst out with dazzling white light, and was suddenly filled with power.
To be continued...
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