Like a stone sinking into the sea, there are no wavesщww{][lā}
It is also like a lost person, trapped in the eternal night.
Chu Ge's spiritual consciousness was directly disconnected from him, as if it was swallowed up by an invisible and powerful force. The two lost their perception. They couldn't help but let out a light sigh, slightly surprised. According to the words of Lord Jumang and others, Wu
Lingbian was sleeping in the space of the stone statue. Chu Ge should have felt it when he used his spiritual sense to explore it, but this was not the case. The stone statue gave Chu Ge the feeling of a dead thing!
There is nothing, just an ordinary stone statue.
The witch spirit is not among them?
Chu Ge tried many times, but all failed.
He lowered his head slightly and fell into thought.
When the monks at the Ancestral Temple saw this scene, they all sighed to themselves. It seemed that even Chu Ge could not wake up the witch spirit. Could it be that the witch spirit fell asleep intentionally? Or maybe the witch spirit knew that Chu Ge was not a disciple of the Ancestral Temple and deliberately did not wake up.
Appear?
Holy Lord Jumang sighed: "Awakening the witch spirit is an assessment of the witch spirit against the saint of the ancestral temple. Therefore, the method of awakening the witch spirit is different every time, but it never changes from its origin. Chu Ge, you
Remember, the twelve ancestral witches are the key to awakening the witch spirits!"
Are the twelve ancestral witches the key?
Chu Ge suddenly realized, yes, what does he do by understanding the twelve ancestral witches? Wake up the ancestral witches!
Just as Holy Lord Jumang said, among the twelve ancestral witches, there must be a method to awaken the ancestral witches. What is it?
"Try them one by one!"
Chu Ge was very patient. He immediately summoned the twelve ancestral witches and controlled the power of the ancestral witches to surround the stone statue. Soon, the twelve ancestral witches took a turn, each applying their power to the stone statue, but the stone statue
No change.
Chu Ge blinked his eyes, confused.
Even Lord Jumang was very confused and surprised. Something was wrong. Chu Ge's method was correct. She used this method to awaken the ancestral witch a long time ago, but it didn't work this time. Master Wu Ling was playing games.
What trick?
“If you can’t awaken the witch spirit even after understanding the song of Chu of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, then who else can awaken the witch spirit?”
"The shaman in our ancestral temple has been alive for so many years, is it possible that he is dead?"
"Bah! The witch spirit is an innate spirit. It has the same attributes as the flames of heaven and weapon spirits. It is immortal. How could it die for no reason? Could it be that you overslept?"
"I still think it's more reliable to die."
"If the witch spirit doesn't wake up, the saint will not be able to receive the blessing, and then she will not be qualified to succeed the orthodoxy!"
Abandoning the gossip from the outside world, Chu Ge concentrated on observing the stone statue. The black and white pupils were shining brilliantly. He once again used the method of visualizing the ancestral witch to depict it. With a wave of his sleeve, pen and ink paper appeared in front of Chu Ge.
Inkstone.
Seeing this, everyone was puzzled, but they didn't ask any more questions and watched quietly.
He spread out the white paper, picked up the brush, and started writing like a god. Under Chu Ge's pen, a picture of a stone statue soon appeared on the white paper. Everyone took a closer look and couldn't help but be shocked. The figure in the painting
The stone statues are very lifelike and are exactly the same as those in the Lingsi Temple!
Chu Ge took a closer look at the stone statue, then stared at the scroll for a while, then turned to ask Holy Master Jumang: "Holy Master, how similar do you think my scroll is to the stone statue?"
Holy Lord Jumang replied: "Ten points!"
The corner of Chu Ge's mouth raised, revealing a mysterious smile. He guessed the method of the witch spirit, and also knew how to awaken the witch spirit. The reason is very simple, but it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to think of it. Chu Ge continued to observe the stone statue for a long time, thinking in his heart
Becoming more and more certain about his guess, he lowered his head and drew another picture, which was also a stone statue.
Chu Ge's weird behavior is really puzzling.
Chu Ge lifted two paintings with his left and right hands respectively, faced everyone, and said, "Is there any difference between these two paintings?"
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, but they all looked the same. Chu Ge's paintings were all stone statues in the temple.
"Senior brother?" Chu Ge looked at Li Chunfeng.
Li Chunfeng shook the fan lightly and said with a smile: "Yes, but I can't see it."
Chu Ge shrugged. This answer was very rogue and very Li Chunfeng's style.
Tao Ran, Su Xiaoxiao and others frowned and shook their heads, unable to see the fishiness in it. The same was true for the ten elders.
Only with that sentence, Holy Master Mang, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, showing a look of surprise, and said softly: "So that's it! No wonder no one in the Ancestral Spirit Temple can awaken the witch spirit. This is the reason!"
Seeing that Chu Ge and Holy Master Jumang were acting mysteriously, everyone became more and more puzzled and confused. Su Xiaoxiao hummed: "Stop being so secretive and tell me quickly!"
"Master Wu Ling, please come forward and see me!"
As he spoke, Chu Ge summoned Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang to circulate the power of his whole body, mobilize a trace of time rules, envelope the stone statue, slightly speed up the flow of time, and in an instant, a series of exclamations sounded in the ancestral temple, and only
I saw that in the space accelerated by the power of time, there was a civet cat lying on the stone statue, sleeping soundly with its eyes closed.
"tanuki?"
"That's the witch spirit!"
"The witch spirit is inside the stone statue. The civet cat is only the outward form of the witch spirit, not its true body. The witch spirit can transform everything in the world!"
As if being awakened by everyone, the civet cat slowly opened its mysterious eyes, stretched its limbs, stretched, and yawned. Then it looked at the monks in the temple, changed its posture, and lay down comfortably.
He said lazily: "Who woke me up?"
"Me." Chu Ge said.
"Huh?" A sharp look appeared in the civet cat's eyes, "You are not from the Ancestral Temple!"
"Master Wu Ling, please calm down. It's a long story. He's here to help." Seeing that the civet cat was furious, Lord Jumang hurriedly stood up in front of Chu Ge and explained the whole story to Wu Ling.
The civet cat said angrily: "A bunch of trash! They can't even spot my little tricks, and they're embarrassing the ancestors of the Ancestral Temple!"
Hearing this, Holy Lord Jumang smiled bitterly. It was really his negligence. Chu Ge's advice just now made him wake up and discover Wu Ling's little trick.
"I just used a few tricks to slow down the flow of time, cut space, and hide in a time period that was a few breaths behind you. But you can't even see through this little trick. I'm so disappointed!" the civet cat said angrily.
He scolded the people in the Ancestral Temple and squirted a cup of tea before he stopped to take a breath, looked at Chu Ge and said, "How did you find out?"
Chu Ge smiled and said: "A few breaths ago, the charm of the stone statue changed. I guess someone changed the stone statue, so I used the power of Zhu Jiuyin to speed up the flow of time. The saint who was tested by the senior Wu Ling had no idea about Zhu Jiuyin Ancestor.
The use of witchcraft, right?”
"Children can be taught!" The civet cat laughed and said, "Boy, come into my ancestral temple. You have a bright future!"
"Ahem," Holy Lord Jumang whispered, "Master Wu Ling, he is the Holy Son of Qinglian."
"What happened to Holy Son Qinglian? Holy Son Qinglian, forget it." The civet cat suddenly changed his words and no longer mentioned the matter of wooing Chu Ge. He looked at the people in the temple, his eyes locked on Su Xiaoxiao and
Tang Qingyue looked thoughtful, "You are the ones who are running for the election of the saint, right? But you haven't awakened me, who should I bless?"