Sun Baiji looked at the pile of bone flutes and scratched his head impatiently. There was not much time left for them. The core energy was exhausted, which meant that they would perish forever.
"Cough..." Situ Yun spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in pain.
"Huh? Wait!" Sun Baiji suddenly shouted: "Have you noticed that the bone flute in Patriarch Situ's hand seemed to flash just now!"
Everyone shook their heads, and Situ Yun looked at his hands in confusion.
"Ancestor Situ, what did you just do?" Yu Qian asked with a smile.
"I... didn't do anything... I just spit out a mouthful of blood, and I didn't see any changes in the bone flute." Situ Yun was completely confused.
"Blood?" Sun Baiji was stunned: "Could it be..."
He quickly bit his finger and dripped blood on the bone flute.
Several people stared at it, but there was no response for a long time.
"This..." Sun Baiji was stunned. He clearly saw the bone flute in Situ Yun's hand flashing. Could it be that he was deceived?
"I said, Old Man Sun, it's already this time, so you should stop playing. If you continue to play, we will all be useless!" Wan Leifeng was a little irritated, and no more time was allowed to be delayed.
Sun Baiji was unwilling to give in, bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood on the bone flute.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the bone flute, looking forward to it.
Sure enough, the bone flute flashed with a buzzing sound.
Sun Baiji smiled "hehe" and looked at Wan Leifeng sideways: "How about it, what I said is right!"
Wan Leifeng was about to say something to him when he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
"Ancestor Wan!" Everyone called him quickly.
"Hey...I have been prosperous for hundreds of years in my life. I have everything, and I'm almost done now." Wan Leifeng said with a bitter smile.
"Ancestor Wan, don't say anything! Cough...cough...it's okay." Yu Gan laughed and kept coughing.
"It's alright, Ancestor Yu. At our level, you and I both understand what we can't bear to see." Wan Leifeng shook his head.
"According to my speculation, these seven sections of the bone flute need to be activated with our blood before we can take the next step." Sun Baiji carefully looked at one section in his hand.
"Then what are you waiting for... drag it on... when my core energy is exhausted and there is no more blood... I, Wan Lei Feng... can die... but I must see it with my own eyes... see Hei Ling die first! At least... at least... Watching it being sealed again...leaving it for future generations to destroy it..." Wan Leifeng was very weak.
"Each of you, take a bone flute and drop blood on it to see if there is any reaction?" Sun Baiji immediately arranged.
"There is also a poor monk... Amitabha." Abbot Yunqing woke up at this time and crawled this way with difficulty.
"Master Yunqing!"
"You don't have to say anything!" Abbot Yunqing said firmly.
Everyone looked at him and couldn't say anything else. They each bit the tip of their tongue and dripped blood on the bone flute in their hands.
Every bone flute flashed, making everyone excited.
"Then what?" Situ Yun asked.
"Now it's confirmed that the bone flute can be activated with our blood essence... As for how to use it... I don't know." Sun Baiji scratched his head.
While everyone was studying, a bony hand suddenly grabbed a bone flute.
It turned out that Black Spirit took advantage of everyone's attentive discussion to break free from the arms that were pulling it, and crawled over unknowingly.
It grabbed a bone flute and threw it in the direction of the Evil Spirit Spring, but because it was too weak, it was still far away from the Evil Spirit Spring.
It then crawled forward, desperately trying to catch the bone flute.
Everyone immediately chased it. Although they didn't know what it was going to do, they must not make any mistakes at this time.
Hei Ling crawled forward desperately to get the bone flute. Everyone was chasing after him.
Soon, Hei Ling grabbed the bone flute again.
It did not stop and continued to climb towards the Evil Spirit Spring.
Black Spirit's lower body has disappeared, and only the upper body is squirming.
"The Evil Spirit Spring can corrode! Be careful, everyone! Only the true soul can exist. This is why the Black Spirit's true soul is sealed." Sun Baiji reminded everyone.
Situ Yun caught up with Hei Ling first and grabbed one of its hands tightly.
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The other party dragged him forward desperately and continued to crawl.
When he was less than ten meters away from the Evil Spirit Spring, Hei Ling threw it hard again.
The bone flute fell to a place two meters away from the Evil Spirit Spring, and it screamed and continued to move forward.
Several people caught up with it and tried their best to pull it back, but Hei Ling's remaining strength was much greater than they imagined. Several people were unable to pull it back, and were pulled forward inch by inch.
"It's going to throw the bone flute back to the Evil Spirit Spring! We must stop it!" Sun Baiji shouted anxiously from behind.
The remaining half of Hei Ling's incorporeal body was dragged by several people, and the speed was much slower.
The bone flute was getting closer and closer, several people were pulling it, fighting hard, but Black Spirit crawled forward regardless.
Finally, Hei Ling grabbed the bone flute and threw it away.
Long Shengtian stretched out his arm to grab it, but Hei Ling feinted a shot, turned around to avoid the interception, and threw it towards the Evil Spirit Spring after seeing the opening.
Everyone watched in astonishment as the bone flute flew towards the Evil Spirit Spring. With a "pop", a small stone hit the bone flute and knocked it to the ground. Situ Yun laughed.
Hei Ling looked at Situ Yun fiercely, turned around and crawled over there again.
Miao Ximei grabbed the bone flute first. Hei Ling had already arrived. She immediately threw it towards those people, but Hei Ling reached out and caught her midway.
Everyone rushed to grab it again and hit Hei Ling's arm hard.
The black spirit was much stronger than them. It grabbed Situ Yun's hand and pinched it, causing him to grimace in pain.
Several people blocked it in a fan shape, making it impossible to pass.
Seeing that Hei Ling couldn't get through, he simply threw the bone flute far away. When everyone saw it, they hurriedly crawled over there.
Yu Ganxiao was the first to pick it up and saw that it was a small stone!
When I looked back, I saw that the black spirit was crawling towards the Evil Spirit Spring, and it was already very close.
Everyone's hearts went cold. The distance was too far and there was no time to get there.
Hei Ling climbed to a position less than two meters away from the Evil Spirit Spring and turned to look at them: "Jie Jie Jie... don't even think about it."
It raised its arms holding the bone flute, and its eerie laughter spread throughout the cave.
Everyone looked helplessly, despairing, and all their efforts were in vain.
Several of them have run out of fuel and lamps, and half of their feet have stepped into death.
Although the black spirit only has its true soul and incorporeal body left, if there is no seal or them, as a person with a divine status in the upper world, it will have a way to be reborn sooner or later.
"Jie Jie Jie... I'll see how long you can last." Hei Ling seemed to have never been so happy.
"Everything in the world will eventually become heaven, and the Buddha's heart will illuminate the infinite."
Abbot Yunqing suddenly appeared and hugged Hei Ling, and firmly grasped Hei Ling's hand holding the bone flute.
The sudden turn of events caught Hei Ling off guard. Abbot Yunqing hugged him tightly, and he could not get rid of him despite all his efforts.
Everyone immediately exclaimed and clapped their hands.
Black Ling couldn't throw the bone flute and couldn't get rid of Abbot Yunqing. He was very angry and roared like crazy.
Hei Ling's right hand was holding the bone flute and was locked. He forcefully pulled out his left hand and desperately grabbed Abbot Yunqing.
The bony hands scratched Abbot Yunqing until his flesh and blood were blurred, and white bones were exposed in many places, which was very scary.
Abbot Yunqing slashed his arms and chest, bit off his tongue, and blood spurted out like spring water.
Because it was too close to the Evil Spirit Spring, the arm in the spring stretched out from the water to grab it.
More than a dozen hands grabbed Abbot Yunqing and Hei Ling and pulled them into the spring.
Abbot Yunqing punched hard, knocking the bone flute out of Hei Ling's hand and falling to the ground.
Abbot Yunqing could not speak, so he sent a message: "Dear donors, the essence and blood of this poor monk are here. Farewell!"
"Ah? What are you going to do?"
"Master Yunqing, don't be like this!"
Abbot Yunqing used his strength to pull the black spirit into the Evil Spirit Spring, and he followed closely.
Everyone was shocked and hurriedly crawled over there desperately.
"Plop".
Abbot Yunqing and Hei Ling both fell into the Evil Spirit Spring, while Hei Ling clung to the edge and struggled to death.
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Zhang struggled to open Hei Ling's hand and used his last strength to press it inside.
Many arms grabbed the two people and pulled them deeper, and they gradually sank.
After Abbot Yunqing's head was submerged, he stretched out his arms and held the beads high, and gradually sank into the Evil Spirit Spring.
The powerful corrosiveness of the Evil Spirit Spring engulfed Abbot Yunqing, leaving no breath behind.
"Grandmaster!"
"Master Yunqing!"
"Old bald donkey!"
Everyone burst into tears and burst into tears.
"Everyone! Don't let down Master Yunqing's instructions!" Sun Baiji wiped his tears and said.
"Ahem..." Yu Ganxiao spat out a large mouthful of blood and said breathlessly: "Everyone, hurry up...I too..."
Everyone took a piece of bone flute, bit their tongues, and patted their chests hard.
The blood of the seventh-level Immortal Dao gushed out like spring water, drowning the bone flute in his hand.
With tears in his eyes, Sun Baiji picked up a piece of bone flute on the ground and put it into the essence and blood left by Abbot Yunqing.
The seven-segment bone flute immediately shone with light, making them dare not open their eyes.
The bone flutes slowly rose up one by one and gathered in one place.
After a strong flash, the seven sections synthesized into a complete bone flute.
"Heh...heh." Situ Yun took one last look and slowly closed his eyes.
Miaoximei smiled and closed her eyes.
"A bunch of old immortals...hehe." Thousand Thunder Staff rolled to the side, and Wan Leifeng also took his last breath.
Long Shengtian lay on Wan Leifeng and left with a smile.
"Ancestor...played...the bone flute." Sun Baiji slowly said the last sentence and slowly closed his eyes.
Yu Ganxiao picked up the bone flute, put it to his mouth, and blew gently.
The bone flute immediately emits a soul-stirring dark sound. Although it is very gentle, it directly enters Yu Ganxiao's mind and heart and resounds throughout the cave.
With a "hoo" sound, the black spirit emerged from the evil spirit spring, waving its arms wildly, and roaring like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
A shining golden Taoist talisman appeared above the Evil Spirit Spring. After shaking a few times, it exploded with a "boom" and sank into the Evil Spirit Spring.
The spring water slowly returned to calm, without a trace of ripples.
"Haha." Yu Ganxiao grabbed the bone flute, smiled happily, and fell to the ground with a "pop".
Suddenly dozens of breaths came down from above, and an old man helped Yu Gan up and said with a smile: "Shangxian!"
"The black spirit has been sealed...the time is thousands of years."
"Exalted Immortal! Why are you alone? Which immortals are there?" The old man looked around.
"All... fell... They exchanged their lives for the sealed black spirit." Yu Qianxiao said as he was dying.
"Ah? Immortal!" the old man cried with tears streaming down his face: "We will save you right now!"
"Forget it, my time has come, you can't save me." Yu Ganxiao became weaker and weaker.
"Exalted Immortal!" The old man had already burst into tears.
"This is the bone flute...the thing that seals the black spirit...it has been divided into seven sections...you hand the first section to Yingnan County, Yihe City, Shandong Province...the descendants of my old Yu family...tell them to protect and hide it with their lives ...The other six sections...are scattered all over the world...hidden...don't tell anyone...anyone." Yu Gan's voice of laughter was already weak.
"Shangxian, I will definitely complete it... Wuwu... Shangxian!" The old man hugged Yu Gan and smiled, not knowing what to do.
The cave suddenly shook, like an earthquake, and a lot of gravel fell down.
"Let's go...remember what I said...you must remember...don't be careless...please." Yu Qianxiao panted heavily.
"Immortal, I am willing to guarantee with my life that I will complete this matter!" the old man cried loudly.
Yu Ganxiao smiled slightly and slowly closed his eyes. The Tao body turned into dust and scattered everywhere.
Rubbles are falling one after another, and the entire cave may collapse at any time.
The old man led a dozen practitioners and knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. Then he collected the bone flute and flew out of the cave.
As soon as we came outside, the entire cave collapsed, and then more than a dozen nearby peaks collapsed. After a long time, the world returned to peace.