Qiao Yue'e looked at Xiang Que's soul on the ground indifferently. In fact, she also frowned a little. This was the first time she encountered this situation.
"All his vitality has been lost, and he himself has no consciousness. If he is allowed to continue like this, he will be dead in about a month..."
Qiao Yue'e didn't say much after that, but the meaning was obvious. Xu Qing said worriedly: "Then there is no way at all?"
Hai Qing said faintly: "Don't die. This guy has brought me out for so many years, but I haven't done anything. I've just been living in his world waiting to die. And... I think
My sister”
Qiao Yue'e said: "He can only rely on himself for this matter. Outsiders can't help, unless someone can refine some heaven-defying elixirs. But who do you think can do it in this situation?"
The two of them were speechless for a moment.
But at the same time, Xiang Que's Qi gradually fluctuated outside the Dao Realm. The fluctuations soon extended in, and then a wisp of sound floated in the Dao Realm.
"I've met Queen Mother Xi!"
Qiao Yue'e raised her head and asked with some confusion: "Your father actually sent you to Nine Heavens Hell? What did he want to do?"
Ling Xia Yuanjun's consciousness did not respond, but fell on Xiang Que's soul. This ray of soul did not have any trauma, but the state was the same as the main body, at the point where the oil was exhausted.
Seeing that she didn't answer anything, Qiao Yue'e didn't ask any questions, and then said, "Do you want to save him? Indeed, it seems that you are the only one who can do something about it."
Lingxia Yuanjun's spiritual consciousness can be connected with Xiang Que's spiritual consciousness. If it were someone else, they would definitely devour or obliterate each other as soon as they come into contact, and they would not be able to coexist at all. But only Lingxia Yuanjun and Xiang Que
It’s okay to be short.
"I wonder if your Majesty has any ideas?"
Qiao Yue'e said: "If he relied on himself, he would definitely have no chance, and others would not be able to intervene at all, but you are an exception."
Ling Xia Yuanjun breathed a sigh of relief. In Xiang Que's state, she was really afraid that she would be helpless and watch people being consumed to death.
Ling Xia Yuanjun asked quickly, and Qiao Yue'e said softly: "It's basically because of his wound. If there is an immortal emperor, he can break the rune in it. It is a curse rune that will make him
The vitality is constantly being consumed... so his golden body can transform this rune."
With Lingxia Yuanjun's intelligence, she must have understood instantly. She had seen Xiang Que's golden body, but she just didn't know which great Bodhisattva in Lingshan this golden body came from.
The practice in Lingshan Mountain in the West is quite different from that in other heavens in the Middle Earth. The former pays more attention to cultivating merit and karma. It can condense all the power of thoughts to subdue all evil spirits and heretics in the world. Naturally, it can also work on such curse-like runes.
Come to the wonder of having the same purpose but different approaches.
Others are unable to integrate with Xiang Que's spiritual consciousness and then summon his golden body, but Ling Xia Yuanjun has no problem.
At that moment, Ling Xia Yuanjun's spiritual consciousness, who understood Qiao Yue'e's meaning, was in Xiang Que's body, looking for that golden light.
At the same time, Zi Youran suddenly noticed something strange about Xiang Que.
Xiang Que, who was already on the verge of death, stepped on the road to hell with one foot, and a little golden light appeared on his body. This golden light adhered to the surface of his body and soon enveloped his whole person.
Zi Youran originally thought that something was wrong with him, so she reached out to check, but she didn't expect that she was pushed back by a gentle force before she touched anyone.
In the forest in the valley, the leaves rustled, the breeze blew, and some unknown mosquitoes suddenly gathered around.
At this time, there seemed to be an unusual silence in the valley, that kind of moistening feeling without any sound.
Suddenly, Xiang Que, who was lying motionless on the ground, stood up straight, crossed his legs, put his hands on his legs, and clasped his thumbs together.
Xiang Que was still the same Xiang Que, and he was even as thin as skin and bones. Even the bloody hole in his abdomen was still bleeding, but in Zi Youran's eyes, he seemed to be different.
A full moon appeared behind Xiang Que, and suddenly the golden light on his body became brighter.
Behind the full moon, a golden body rose slowly, with a majestic appearance.
Zi Youran turned her head in surprise, looked at Ling Xia Yuanjun and asked, "What's going on?"
"There is an unknown big Bodhisattva on his body. Many people once suspected that Xiang Que's previous life might be a certain Lingshan Bodhisattva, or he might be a clone of a Bodhisattva..."
Ksitigarbha's golden body closed his eyes, and he slowly made seals with four hands on both sides of his body. They were sword fingers, devil-subduing fingers, orchid fingers, and Vajra devil-subduing fingers. He pinched four fingerprints with his four hands, and then he saw what seemed to be around him.
The birth gave off a sense of peace, making people unable to help but calm down.
Ling Xia Yuanjun and Zi Youran felt that they wanted to worship Xiang Que when they looked at him.
At the same time, Xiang Que's lips opened slightly, and an obscure verse slowly sang out from his mouth. The voice floated in the forest, then rose into the air, and then dispersed in all directions.
The two of them were suddenly confused, thinking that Xiang Que's scriptures must not attract irrelevant people, or that the Qiankun Sect and Donghua Shangxian's group would be too critical at that time, but they were at their wits' end.
, the chance of his recovery will not be cut off at this moment.
As Xiang Que chanted scriptures, the wounds on his body began to heal. The wounds quickly closed together, and even the scars faded away.
Especially the most serious bloody wound on his abdomen, the blood no longer flowed, and the flesh inside also turned bright red, also showing a relaxed posture.
Both women breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and their worries were relieved. Judging from the situation, Xiang Que should be able to recover in a short time.
Because, his blood and vitality are also slowly recovering.
A few days later, almost all the wounds on the surface of Xiang Que's body were gone. Only some marks were still left on his abdomen, but they disappeared immediately.
At this moment, a huge monster covered with colorful feathers appeared above the heads of the three people. After flapping its wings and hovering in the air for a while, it suddenly let out a long roar and plunged downwards.
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Zi Youran and Ling Xia Yuanjun were shocked at the same time, and were ready to take action at any time, if this monster attacked Xiang Que.
"Hoo, ho!" The colorful bird flapped its wings twice and then slowly landed in front of Xiang Que.