Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Conjuring of Spirits
The hot summer breeze blew into the autumn day, and it instantly became cooler.
Especially since the immortal entered Xianyang, the inside and outside of Xianyang City have returned to the earth like spring, and the grass and trees are flourishing, which has added a bit of coolness to Xianyang City.
Outside the west of Xianyang City, this wild place outside the mountains that no one looks down on has now become a place for Xianyang Qianshou Buyi and princes and nobles to hang out.
As everyone knows, the peerless immortal lives in the compound of the Xianyang Oriental mansion.
But so what?
Who in the world would dare to try the Great Qin Bingfeng?
Who would dare to try the hand that covered the sky that day?
Not a single one.
Even King Qin didn't have the courage, and no one else had the courage.
Therefore, if you can't go to the immortal mansion to meet you, it's good to take a look at this future Taiyin Academy.
After all, the Taiyin School Palace will be a place for immortals to preach in the future.
Another reason is that three days ago, the chief manager of the Immortal Mansion took nine stone men with a height of two zhang out of the west of the city.
The stone man climbed the mountain and moved the stones, broke the ground and diverted the water, and began to build the Taiyin School Palace, which had already been set.
The earth, which no one could dig, looked like rotten wood in front of the stone man.
Tens of thousands of pounds of boulders, stone people also lift weights.
This is the courage of ten thousand people, the ability to break through thousands of armies, and only the pen of immortals can drive them.
On the huge construction site covering ten miles, stone men worked back and forth, and outside the construction site, everyone looked at the construction site from afar.
Gang Chengjun Cai Ze is one of them.
He was dressed in a black official uniform, standing beside the dense grass, looking at the stone man who was more than two feet tall and could be called a heavenly soldier, moving tens of thousands of catties of boulders.
"Such a handiwork, only Mr. Chunqiu can do. ”
Cai Ze still couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a stone figure passed by him, and as he walked, the whole earth shook, and dust shook off his body, sending out a puff of smoke.
Cai Ze couldn't help but subconsciously take half a step back.
He didn't dare to think that if this stone man turned into a male soldier, who could beat the edge of the world.
Looking at the west of the city, which had changed greatly, Cai Ze calmed down and asked:
"When will this be done?"
The servant beside him wished to look at the stone and the place where it had been arranged:
"The law of the immortals is different from what the servants know, and sometimes it is unpredictable, and I think that it should not exceed ten years. ”
Cai Ze looked at the walking stone man again and sighed:
"The law of the true immortals, the work of the world. ”
The sun fell from the sky, imprinting a shadow on Cai Ze's face.
The Taiyin School Palace is already under construction, and the day when the princes will meet in Xianyang will definitely not be far away.
Counting the days, the people of the hundred families should already be on the way.
Wait.
When the hundred schools of thought in the Taiyin Academy were arguing, it was the time for him Cai Ze to show his prominence and once again accumulate strength for the position of Qin Xiang.
Heroes of the world, I Cai Ze has been waiting for a long time, just waiting for you to come here.
The autumn wind swept and blew Cai Ze's beard.
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And the pedestrians in Xianyang City came and went, and since the mist poured out of the immortal mansion that day, the entire Xianyang City only felt that their spirits had doubled.
It's like having a lot of energy.
Even Qin Ruishi, who had been training outside the city, added a patrol mission into the city every day when he learned the news.
At this time, it was above Li Chunqiu's mansion.
Li Chunqiu was in the courtyard, figuring out the Dao.
Streams of spiritual energy flowed through his fingertips, as if they had turned into spiritual snakes shuttling between his fingers.
In the end, the spirit snakes gathered in Li Chunqiu's hands and turned into a round ball.
Li Chunqiu's fingers moved slightly, and a streamer was injected into it.
But the next moment, the ball shattered and turned into a stream of aura again.
"It's still a little bit closer, does it have to be backed by?"
Li Chunqiu looked at his palm and frowned.
The stone men before were soul arts.
The so-called stone man is to use the aura to condense into a talisman and achieve its spirit with the aura.
In other words, Li Chunqiu made a simple soul.
It is ruthless and desireless, and it only knows how to act by relying on the knowledge and orders given by Li Chunqiu.
"The Art of Attracting Spirits" said: This method has the subtlety of the heaven and earth mountain spirits and tree monsters, so that the soul is self-contained, making it like a slave, although it is not as good as the three souls and seven spirits of people, but it is also wonderful.
"According to the other world, I have spied into God's forbidden area. ”
Casting a soul, even if it is a simple soul, this is what Li Chunqiu did not dare to think of before.
But now he has encountered a problem, the soul can only be bound to the object through the binding pattern, and if there is no physical object, even the restraint cannot make the soul exist.
"That's it, although it needs to be restrained, it can also be satisfied. ”
Li Chunqiu dispersed the aura coiled in his hand.
"Conjuring, it's time to try. ”
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In the evening, in front of Gongzi Chu's door, a carriage with horses and horses slowly stopped, and Zhao Zheng, a young man in a black robe, slowly stepped out of the car.
The young son of heaven is already showing his edge.
And the Montessori brothers are following behind Zhao Zheng, and they are also heroic.
The three of them strode into the Childe's mansion.
Zi Chu, who was sitting in the mansion, frowned and said after seeing his son Zhao Zheng come back, "Why is it so early today?"
In the past, Zhao Zheng came back at least an hour later.
Why is it suddenly an hour early?
Zhao Zheng bowed when he heard this:
"Father, the master asked me to ask my father for three things, and I exchanged three seats in the Taiyin School Palace for them. ”
Three seats in the Taiyin School Palace?
What is the Taiyin School Palace, I am afraid that everyone in the entire Xianyang City already knows it.
The three seats in it, just in terms of the world that the immortals talked about, are ten thousand gold that will not be exchanged.
It's just that what is in the hands of an ordinary man that the immortals want?
After Zichu led Zhao Zheng and Mengshi into the house, he retreated left and right and said:
"What did Mr. Chunqiu say?"
Zhao Zheng lowered his voice and bowed:
"Father, what Mr. said, one is the belongings of Bai Qi of the former Great Qin Wu'an Jun, the second is the belongings of the Shangjun in the past, and the third is the belongings of the nine executed prisoners. ”
What to take with you?
And it's all the people who have been dead for a long time, what does that one want to do?
Zi Chu frowned, pacing left and right, but it was difficult to think about the mystery, so he had to ask Zhao Zheng again:
"Why does Mr. know this?"
Zhao Zheng shook his head and said:
"Erchen doesn't know, it's just that the master once said about summoning spirits, and he seems to have thought a little. ”
At this time, Meng Tian added: "Mr. seems to think that Wu Anjun and Shang Jun are great talents, and wants to sit with them and talk about it. ”
"The Conjuring?"
Zi Chu's heart jumped.
Summoning the souls of the dead?
What are the immortals going to do?
Is it a resurrection?
Or do you sit down with the deceased?
At this time, he couldn't think about it, Zi Chu hurriedly walked out of the door and said loudly: "Please come here." ”
At this time, the first thing that Zi Chu thought of was Lu Buwei, the man who brought him back from the Qin State.
After giving the order, Zi Chu looked to the east, and the sunlight pierced the clouds and mist, sprinkling Xianyang City with a layer of golden afterglow.
Mr. Chunqiu, what will you do?