Chapter 61 Not seeking the great road, just for the common people
Even if two ghost children merge together, they can still emit terrifying turbid energy.
Master Qinghe also knew something was wrong, so he rushed back anxiously with a group of others.
But it's still too late.
With the lotus pond as the center, the surging black air makes the water boil and spreads out continuously.
Fuyao was surprised: "The third witchcraft ghost child is actually in the lotus pond?"
Master Qinghe had a serious face as he formed a golden magic spell and slammed it down towards the lotus pond.
But a large piece of turbid air suddenly appeared above the lotus pond, which not only blocked the golden light, but even swallowed it alive.
Countless monks who came to listen to the lectures fled in all directions, but they were unable to withstand the spread of the turbid air.
Amidst the screams and cries, Jiang Yanzhou jumped down from the magic weapon involuntarily, holding the Heavenly Bead in his hand, and forcefully tore a hole in the turbid air.
His frail figure stood in front of several children and shouted sternly: "Run! The farther you run, the better!"
Other disciples of Master Qinghe also appeared one after another, and together with the monks, they resisted the erosion of the turbid air.
The bell in Lu Qingling's hand was almost deafening. She held it tightly: "The bell has been ringing, and the sound has never been so loud..."
"Master, what should I do?" Fuyao's face turned pale.
The Jinxu Cave was almost swallowed up by the turbid air, and the monks formed groups in twos and threes, struggling to resist.
The strong protects the weak, while the weak also struggles to cut out a sword light...
After Jiang Yanzhou rescued the children, he ran towards where Gu Chenying was without hesitation.
Master Qinghe looked at the hell in front of him and whispered: "Fuyao, follow me to Huntian Pavilion!"
Fuyao froze, with strong sadness in his eyes, and choked with sobs: "...Yes!"
"Qingling, remember to follow Fuyao closely, she will protect you!"
As soon as Master Qinghe finished speaking, Fuyao suddenly picked up Gu Qingling, and the tears on his cheeks fell on her little palm.
Gu Qingling blinked: Where is Huntian Pavilion? Why is Sister Fuyao so sad?
She huddled in Fuyao's arms and was taken to the spire pavilion at the highest point of Jinxu Cave.
And a round-shaped circular magic weapon floated quietly in the center of the formation. After sensing their arrival, it emitted bursts of faint golden light.
Master Qinghe walked over with a solemn expression, and the sadness in Fuyao's eyes deepened.
"Master...can you do it for me?" Her voice trembled.
Master Qinghe kept walking and said slowly: "Silly boy, even if the Armillary Sphere absorbs all your spiritual power, it won't be enough to dispel the turbid air."
Spiritual power, suck it up?
Gu Qingling was put on the ground by a hand, and she stared blankly at the back of Qinghe Zhenren as he faded away.
For some reason, she was slightly shocked and felt like she wanted to cry.
At this time, Yun Chi said: "I don't seek the great road, I just do it for the common people... It turns out that the world of immortality is not all hypocritical and slanderous people."
Gu Qingling asked: "Master, what do you mean by this?"
"The armillary sphere can release the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth, but if you want to activate it, you have to pay the price of burning spiritual power."
"And a person of Qinghe's age must rely on spiritual power to survive... In other words, he has to sacrifice himself for the Jinxu Cave."
Lu Qingling's eyes suddenly widened.
She pursed her lips, shook off Fuyao's hand, and ran forward quickly.
"Stop, you can't do that!"
"Qing Ling, come back quickly!" Fuyao was shocked and reached out to grab her, but he only touched the corner of her elegant skirt.
Helpless, Master Qinghe had already decided to leave and ignored her cries. Just when his palm was about to touch the armillary sphere, Gu Qingling scurried over like a little rabbit.
With a "bang" sound, the armillary sphere was knocked aside by her, and she protected it firmly in her arms.
"Qingling! Let go of that thing!"
Qinghe's face suddenly turned pale.
When Gu Qingling landed on the ground, she felt as if her butt was about to be broken into four pieces.
She sat up dizzy and said in a childish yet firm voice: "Don't let it go, don't let it go! You can't sacrifice yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, dense patterns suddenly lit up on the ring of the armillary sphere, and an almost blazing white light burst out from Gu Qingling's arms. With a strong wind, it enveloped her whole body and slowly rose into the air.
"No...she activated the armillary sphere!"
Qinghe Zhenren almost fainted and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Hey? Why did I fly?"
Even in this situation, Gu Qingling did not let go of the armillary sphere. Instead, she looked around curiously.
Fuyao was shocked and said: "Master, she, how is she still fine?"
Logically speaking, the armillary sphere should absorb all her spiritual power instantly!
Master Qinghe opened his lips and was about to say something. However, he saw that the white light was even more dazzling, like a spreading ring, with the Jinxu Cave as the center, clearing away all the turbidity within dozens of miles!
"This..." Fuyao was so shocked that he was speechless.
How much spiritual power does she have in her body?
After the turbidity was removed, there was still a residual gentle white light that gently enveloped the monks.
Like the warm sun on a cold day, everyone feels warm.
The ring of the armillary sphere rotated faster and faster. As the turbid air in the lotus pond disappeared, Chang Jun, whose skin was dark and covered with blood-red lines, also covered his head in pain!
She is now occupied by two witchcraft ghost babies. Under the power of the Armillary Sphere, she feels like her whole body has been torn in half.
Master Qinghe said hurriedly: "Fuyao, that ghost baby is very weak now. Please gather everyone to kill it quickly! Leave Qingling to me!"
"Yes!"
……
Lu Qingling vaguely heard something, but it was not clear.
She felt like a fish swimming in the deep sea, flexible and brisk, and her breath was filled with the breath of the sea.
Suddenly, her sight lit up. A furry, black and white little guy was holding a big watermelon and gnawing on it.
Gu Qingling: "..."
Hey! How can there be a big watermelon in the sea?
So she swam forward with all her strength until she broke through the sea and shouted: "I want to eat melon too!"
"Bang!"
"Ouch!"
Gu Chenying was so frightened that she fell down from her chair.
He stood up with a dark face, lowered his head and looked at Gu Qingling, his head covered with black lines.
"You can eat whatever you want! Do you know how long you have been in coma? I was almost scolded to death by my second brother!"
Gu Qingling blinked blankly.
Oh, by the way, I held that bastard instrument, then flew up, and then swam in the sea again...
What a mess!
She shook her little head.
At this time, Jiang Yanzhou opened the door and came in, with a look of joy on his face.
"Sister Qingling, you finally woke up! Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Are you hungry?"
"It doesn't hurt. I'm so hungry. I want to eat a big watermelon." Lu Qingling was still thinking about the melon in her dream.
Jiang Yanzhou laughed and immediately arranged for someone to buy watermelons.
But before the watermelon arrived, Fuyao heard the news and hurried over.
"Qingling, how are you recovering? Come with me to Huntian Pavilion. Your second brother has already arrived."
