Chapter 41: The practice diverts disaster to the east
With a "pop" sound, the candle on the Zhu desk suddenly went out, and the moonlight outside the bamboo window was blocked by dark clouds. The quiet room suddenly became dark, with only the agarwood in the copper stove still shining with a faint red light.
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Guo Lingying frowned slightly, put down the book, and stared at a little incense in the darkness. For him, the flow of feng shui and celestial phenomena are all in line with human nature. God's destiny, man's destiny, heaven, and man's induction, combined into destiny. At this moment, the scene suddenly changes, the light disappears and the darkness
Life is obviously a bad omen.
He made predictions with his fingers, but could not measure anything specific. This is also a common occurrence in divination. Because most divination can only predict future bad luck, and it is difficult to calculate the specific details of the present. If he himself is involved in it,
, the authorities are confused, and it is even more difficult to figure it out clearly.
If it has something to do with him, could it be that something happened to the academy? Guo Lingying stood up, walked to the wall shelf, and took out a brocade box. There were many old papers with messy ink in them, all of which were his whims when he was practicing divination in the past.
, various inductions and predictions scribbled casually.
He flipped through it for a while, and suddenly picked up one of the yellowed pieces of paper, with scrawled writing on it: "In the year of Geng Yin...the clouds and rain are coming...the secret realm...the fate is unpredictable..."
Is it raining? Guo Lingying glanced out the window and murmured: "This year is the year of Gengyin. The secret realm may mean that something happened in the secret realm of the academy? So what does it mean? It didn't rain today, could it be...?"
"Although he has always been calm and calm, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch at this moment.
Wherever a real dragon passes, clouds and rain will rise. If "clouds and rain arrive" represent a real dragon, could it be——?
"Where is the boy?" Guo Lingying shouted, and an egret boy who was guarding the door came in.
Guo Ling responded: "Let's go and see if Xie Xuan, a student of this year, is resting in the dormitory? There are also secret places in the dormitory. Are there any students who have sneaked in? Find out quickly!"
After a while, the Egret boy came back and informed that Xie Xuan's dormitory was empty, and the four students were not there. About half an hour ago, a group of students sneaked into the secret realm of the underground palace, and all the Egret boys on duty were unconscious.
It turned out to be an underground palace... Guo Lingying swatted away the egret boy, and felt a little more uneasy in his heart. Although the secret realm in the academy was set up for students, it was not too dangerous, but the earth belonged to the abyss, and Xie Xuan's identity was Qianlong
, in response to the sign of a dragon lurking in the abyss, a gentleman is in a low position and should be patient and cautious.
Guo Lingying thought for a moment and took out a small octagonal altar, a rusty bronze Bagua mirror, a blood-colored pearl the size of a pigeon egg, and a black narrow-necked stone bottle from the bottom cabinet of the wall shelf, and then looked out the window.
Move, a wild white chrysanthemum in the flowerbed shook violently, broke through the soil, and fell into his palm.
It is not advisable to enter the secret realm of the underground palace by yourself. If you forcefully interfere with the destiny, you may suffer backlash and produce worse results. It is not appropriate to find someone to rescue you. There are more variables. Moreover, Xie Xuan’s identities are only King Jinming, Princess Yijin, and Xie Xuan.
Qingfeng and himself knew clearly that they must not leak it out.
Guo Ling should make a quick decision. Now he can only set up an altar and guide the feng shui to try to avoid the danger that befell Xie Xuan.
Wind, which symbolizes fortune, and water are inherently flowing qualities. Although they cannot be blocked, they can be loosened.
On the long table, three thick sticks of dragon and musk agarwood are lit, which can connect the three realms and guide people's destiny.
The octagonal altar is in the center, the ancient bronze mirror is in the west, the wild white chrysanthemum is in the east, the blood pearl is in the south, and the black stone vase is in the north.
Guo Lingying changed into a clean Taoist robe, first wrote Xie Xuan's real name Yi Xuan and his birthday on a piece of red talisman paper, lit it with fire, and then sprinkled all the paper embers on the octagonal altar.
The altar glowed with a faint light that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Guo Lingying held a ten-thousand-year-old thunder-striking mahogany sword in his hand, stepped on the Tiangang Steps, and walked around the long case repeatedly, muttering something in his mouth.
Not long after, smoke filled the room, the wind filled the room, and the bamboo windows shook slightly. With a "bang", the black stone bottle was blown over by a sudden strong wind. The originally pure white liquid inside turned into black and red, and slowly flowed out of the bottle.
There was a strong fishy smell coming out of the mouth.
Guo Lingying let out a low scolding, and kneaded with her left hand. The peach wood sword in her right hand was lifted inch by inch as if it was carrying a huge weight, and then she shook with all her strength. The black and red filthy liquid seemed to be snake-like crawling under the pull of the peach wood sword.
Long case, white wild chrysanthemums extending to the east.
This is a situation where disaster is diverted from the east.
However, transferring most of Xie Xuan's misfortune to other students on this trip to the secret realm will not trigger a backlash from heaven. As for which student will fall specifically on it, it is unknown and it all depends on God's will.
I just hope that this student's life is hard enough. Guo Lingying sighed softly, and the peach wood sword in his hand cracked into countless charred pieces and fell in confusion.
"Master Grasshopper, why do you have to go to the secret realm to practice?" Liao Chong looked at the brick tower opposite in the night, hesitating, "It's so late, and you will be punished if you don't return home at night."
Mr. Grasshopper knocked the boy on the forehead with his forelimb: "The biggest shortcoming of you kid is your mother-in-law and mother-in-law. You are not happy at all! I have told you that in the dead of night, the origin fluctuations of the Sea of Insects are the strongest and clearest. Practice at this time
, get twice the result with half the effort, and even have the opportunity to touch the various magical powers deep in the origin of the Insect Sea. The vitality of heaven and earth in the secret realm is stronger, making it easier to communicate with the Insect Sea and understand the origin. Besides, this academy hides an amazing opportunity, most likely
It's in the secret realm. It's late at night, and it's just the right time for Master Grasshopper to show off my skills and seize this opportunity!"
Liao Chong was doubtful after hearing this. Mr. Grasshopper is a good person, but sometimes he talks crazy and is not very reliable. If there is any great opportunity in the academy, it has been taken away by the seniors of previous years. How can it be their turn?
"Look, these egret boys sleep like dead pigs, and they don't require any effort from Master Grasshopper. Isn't this a good opportunity for us!" Master Grasshopper pointed to the top of the tower, and his tentacles were shaking in excitement, "
This opportunity must not be missed, it will never come again! I have a premonition that something big will happen, so hurry up, hurry up!"
The cold sword light suddenly stopped in front of the lantern, just a hair away from touching it.
Mengmengda's screams also stopped, and just then, she felt something sharp piercing her brain, which was so painful that she was dying.
The monkey spirit came back to his senses, looked at the lantern, and then at Zhikari's real sword, and his expression suddenly changed: "Fuck! Am I tied to this lantern?"
Zhikarizhen sheathed his sword and nodded silently.
"If this lantern is destroyed, then I will also...?"
"Most likely."
"So I've fallen into the trap and been possessed by evil spirits?"
Zhikarizhen said in deep thought: "Having said that, the strange thing is that I didn't feel any evil energy in you." He had entered the evil mirror world and was reincarnated into an evil evil spirit, so he naturally knew what authentic evil energy looked like.
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Neither Bai Ting nor Monkey Jing showed any signs of being infected by evil spirits.
The monkey spirit was stunned for a long time, then gnashed his teeth and shouted: "This damn underground palace actually plotted against me. I'm not done with it!"
