After figuring this out, Li Yu realized that he couldn't contact Chibi.
She should be with Zuo Ci and Baimao. She must be in a treasure-hiding place at the moment, either harming other people's ancestral tombs or looting other people's temples.
Fortunately, Li Yu had a backup plan. He took out the clay figurine and said, "Senior?"
The clay figurine was motionless. If you look closely, you will see that it is just an ordinary piece of mud.
Li Yu moved his fingers to test the spiritual power inside, and Li Yu understood.
This thing has expired
Zuo Ci is not Zhao Fujin. He does not have the ability to make the clay body give birth to spiritual wisdom. This clay figurine just has a piece of his spiritual energy inside it.
Zuo Cixiu's Golden Elixir Avenue installed a temporary golden elixir on the clay figurine for it to operate. It is quite good that the spiritual power can be maintained for such a long time.
Or the second possibility is that Zuo Ci is now controlled or killed, and the little golden elixir that has lost its body naturally has no fluctuations.
Without Chibi, Li Yu can only rely on himself. He is not very proficient in ghost ways, but only knows some alchemy.
Under the monks, there is no magic that is not powerful, only the Taoism that is not profound.
By throwing a fireball, a seventh-level monk might lose a few hairs, but a land immortal could burn someone to ashes.
The art of summoning souls in alchemy seems simple, but it also contains the simplest way of heaven and earth, which is the art of life and death. It is not difficult to get started. As long as you have talismans and spells, even the goddess in the village can operate it.
If used by a person with superb Taoist skills, it can even change the rules of life and death.
Li Yu returned to the room where the coffin was parked. Lin Ruhai was waiting outside anxiously. When he saw Li Yu approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward. This once gentle, handsome and charming man was now as crazy as a man.
Li Yu had some emotion and sympathy in his heart. He patted Lin Ruhai on the shoulder and said, "Let me try. Maybe I can save your soul and avoid the fate of your soul disappearing and perishing in this world."
At this time, Lin Ruhai no longer expected to see his wife again. He nodded and said, "It's all my fault for hurting Min'er."
Li Yu consoled him: "This is all destiny, there is no way to avoid it."
When he came to the coffin, there was another layer of white light outside the coffin, which was placed by Li Yu to temporarily protect her soul.
Li Yu bit his finger and the drops fell on the white light shield, creating a circle of ripples.
The white light shield suddenly turned red, exuding a strange aura. The bright colors gradually extended on the originally flat light shield, and Li Yu drew blood symbols one after another with his raised fingers.
Finally, after the last stroke was made, a magic circle appeared around the wooden coffin.
The bloody patterns on the ground gradually became more and more complicated. Some of these strange patterns looked like domestic animals and beasts, some looked like large birds, and some weird patterns that had no resemblance at all appeared one after another, and there was no trace of them.
Any one is the same.
If anyone who has been to the underworld is present, they will definitely be able to tell that the patterns on it are exactly the same as those carved on the Naihe Bridge.
Soon, Li Yu's spiritual power encountered a strange resistance in his soul.
Li Yu knew that this was the restriction imposed by others, in Jia Min's soul.
Li Yu knew very well that this was a conspiracy against Lin Daiyu, and what he was plotting was the "idiosyncratic" knot energy in the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass.
, the mastermind behind the scenes is about to come out. This is another injustice caused by the skinny-headed monk in order to cooperate with the "crazy stone" from Qinggeng Peak of Dahuang Mountain in his hand.
Li Yu once again had a battle with the mane-headed monk in the air. There is no doubt that even if the restriction is removed and Jia Min's soul is rescued, the mane-headed monk will know.
Finally, Jia Min's soul regained her spiritual consciousness again, and her eyes were anxious.
Li Yu hesitated in his heart. If he woke her up and asked her at this time, of course he could know the truth, but if the restriction was triggered, she would definitely be in a state of confusion.
But after the restriction was lifted, the only option was to save her and let her return to the cycle of reincarnation in the three realms.
After hesitating for a moment, Li Yu chose the latter. He is a person with limits and will never use any means to achieve his goals.
Letting a soul dissipate is nothing to an evil cultivator.
It was not like Li Yu had never done this kind of thing when he was fighting for revenge, but he couldn't do it to let someone he didn't know, or even have some friendship with, lose his soul just to get information about the enemy.
Doing so is not only harmful to Tianhe, but also goes against his Taoist conscience.
Li Yu sighed and cast a soul-purifying spell to save Jia Min's soul.
Seeing his dead wife's body with a calm expression again, Lin Ruhai was relieved. A few tears rolled down his eyes and he closed the coffin for his wife.
Li Yu said: "Since Madam reminds you to run away, it means that there is danger in the house. Why don't you follow me to Bianliang, which may help to solve the problem."
Lin Ruhai shook his head, "I'm not going anywhere. If anyone wants to harm me, just come."
Li Yu looked at his eyes and listened to his tone. He knew that no amount of persuasion would work, so he took out an amulet and said, "In this case, if you wear this on your body, it may save your life at a critical moment."
"Thank you, Taoist Master."
Li Yu went outside and meditated in the pavilion. He was deeply touched by this spell.
Through Jia Min's soul, his spiritual power traveled between life and death, and he truly felt the cycle of life and death.
It was a mysterious feeling, not like the pain he imagined. Life and death may not be a pain that is difficult to resist.
Li Yu closed his eyes slightly, feeling the changes in his wheel platform. A vague Tao pattern was carved on his wheel platform.
In the Fengyue Treasure Mirror, the five-section staff flew out together with the newly obtained withered vine, and connected in the air.
They slowly rotated around Li Yu's body, and Li Yu suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was emptier than ever before. The fusion and intersection of yin and yang, which he had been ignorant of before, finally fully understood what it meant. This was a kind of understanding of yin and yang.
Compared with the five elements, yin and yang cannot be said to be higher or lower, but it is an upward process. If the heaven and earth are compared to a person, the five elements are the bones and flesh that make up the person, and yin and yang are the person's spiritual consciousness.
He stretched out his hand and held the six-section staff that had just been connected, and a light screen suddenly flashed in his mind: the Yin and Yang Wheel.
Completing the Yin-Yang Wheel is a hallmark of advancement in the Tao of Taiping, and it is also a hurdle for rapid advancement in strength. Completing the Yin-Yang Wheel means crossing this hurdle and breaking through the bottleneck.
He gave up the opportunity to obtain information, but accidentally allowed Li Yu to cultivate the yin and yang wheel. As expected, blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, and there were two worlds in one thought.
Above his head, the Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish finally took shape. At this moment, Li Yu knew that although he had not survived the catastrophe, he was already at the second level:
Those who are immortal, carefree, and have a stable Taoist mind are second-grade monks, called Xiaoxian.
When he first touched the threshold of the Immortal in Taiping Dao, he claimed to be a serious Immortal. But now that he had truly cultivated to the level of a Little Immortal, Li Yu felt that maybe he should keep a low profile.
