"Lord Xue! Could it be that something happened to General Huan's side? Li Chuanchuan asked nervously.

Xue Zicheng shook his head: "General Huan is fine, don't panic." ”

He looked at Xie Xiaoman again and called, "Master Xie......"

"It's a ghost, and it has nothing to do with your General Huan." Xie Xiaoman comforted Li Chuanchuan, and couldn't help but look at Xue Zicheng helplessly, "I said Uncle Xue, it's not that I don't do it, it's that I really don't have this ability." What am I going to do with such a large area? The aura in my body is only a little bit, it's not enough at all! Besides, I've only done the Spirit Wall once, and the area covered is only the size of a palm. Since it is such an important matter involving the lives of everyone in the army, I think it is better for you to do it yourself. Xie Xiaoman pursed his lips.

Li Chuanchuan didn't quite understand what they were saying, so at this time, look at this and look at the other.

"It's not that I won't do it," Xue Zicheng said, his voice and expression were still shallow, "It's that I won't do it." ”

Xie Xiaoman was stunned: "How is it possible?" ”

Xue Zicheng chuckled, looking at Xie Xiaoman's gaze a little peculiar: "In this world, there are really not many spells that can be cast and can be cast. ”

Xie Xiaoman was taken aback, he didn't understand the meaning of Xue Zicheng's gaze, but he felt that looking at each other like this made people a little hairy.

"I don't, but I know a little bit." Xue Zicheng looked at the last fog before the dark night in front of him, "Your aura is enough to set up a spiritual wall for the fleet." Or is it ...... Would you rather see all these people die? ”

Xie Xiaoman rolled his eyes: "You are a moral kidnapping." ”

Xue Zicheng smiled silently.

The ghost aura that began to scatter around him became more and more intense, this time. Even Xie Xiaoman noticed it. She couldn't ignore the presence of this ghostly aura, just like no one could tolerate the presence of sand in their eyes.

Black fog is like a black tentacle, lurking at the junction of light and darkness. Some have even floated to the deck and wrapped around the soldiers' legs.

Now, these ghost qi have not yet formed a substantial climate, after all, it is still relatively weak. But if this ghost qi is allowed to develop, the ghost qi that entangles the soldier's legs will become denser and stronger...... After all, it is as Xue Zicheng said. Will drag the people on the deck into the water to comfort the souls.

Ordinary people die in vain, this is something that Xie Xiaoman does not want to see.

So. Xue Zicheng's current methods are indeed moral kidnapping...... A sentence of "I won't" pushed things off completely, and put such a heavy burden on himself! Xue Zicheng, what are you doing as a so-called staff?

Xie Xiaoman was a little angry. Stared at Xue Zicheng.

"Master Xie. Time waits for no man. Lord Xue smiled slightly, only pretending not to see it.

"I can try, but there's no guarantee of success." Xie Xiaoman looked at the light and dark on the river, and was slightly silent, "If I fail, do you have a way to save it?" ”

"Yes." Xue Zicheng replied simply.

"Okay." Xie Xiaoman nodded, took a step forward, and looked at the misty landscape in front of him. Close your eyes and rely only on the extension of your spiritual sense. Go and outline the shape of the entire fleet.

Xue Zicheng looked at her back, his eyes flickering.

Li Chuanchuan retreated to the side with interest, and at this time, he looked at the robe on Xie Xiaoman's body fluttering in the wind, her whole body was almost covered by the robe, and she couldn't help but think: This Lord Xie's body bones are really small......

The river is empty, the mighty river never stops, and although the warships have long since anchored, they still sink and sink with the current.

The officers and men stationed on the fleet did not relax their vigilance at this time, because their commander was still on the opposite cliff, and if the commander did not return, their future was not clear.

Everyone was doing things in an orderly manner, some were wiping the ship's side, some were realigning the sails, some were wiping down their blades, some were washing the deck.

They are Huan Wen's descendants, the real descendants, many of them are like Li Chuanchuan, who followed their generals with a knife and a gun, and the love of the robe Ze can be replaced by ordinary things.

There are not too many people in the entire fleet, Xie Xiaoman has calculated in her heart, about three thousand, but she can feel that these people must be the ones who really dare to die and sacrifice their lives for Huan Wen.

Xie Xiaoman, who has memories after a thousand years, actually doesn't quite understand the emotions and aspirations of this kind of "death for confidants", but he has to admit the magnificent beauty of this idea.

In Xie Xiaoman's view, there is no real right or wrong in this world. Right and wrong are subjective consciousness, which has nothing to do with objectivity and the world, and is just a line drawn by human beings for themselves in the bottom of their hearts.

She believes that everyone draws such a line differently, deep, shallow, high, low, all different.

However, this kind of thing, what needs to be consistent?

As long as you have such a line in your heart, and then you decide it, don't retreat, and act accordingly, it's simple.

Do what you want, but that's it.

And for the current Xie Xiaoman, what she wants to do is to draw this spiritual wall.

Xie Xiaoman "looked" at everything around her, and when her spiritual sense spread out, she could feel everything around her and all the details.

Jiang Xin is swaggering in the water, the sails are stretching overhead, and the soldiers are chatting and joking.

All of this, Xie Xiaoman perceived.

Countless details came from all directions, and she sensed the creatures and breath around her through this spiritual sense, summarized the wheel buckles of the fleet, and at the same time felt the wanton and soaring of ghostly energy.

It is said that the most powerful immortal cultivator can perceive the entire world in an instant. As small as the opening of a tulip flower, as large as the flow of a large river, you can see it all.

Xie Xiaoman is naturally not a person of that level, she can only see what is "in front of her", a range of a few hundred meters.

She didn't know if she was really as Xue Zicheng said, the aura in her body was enough to create such a huge spiritual wall. Either way, she was ready to give it a try.

It's worth a try.

So Xie Xiaoman sensed everything around him. Inhale deeply.

In the air, there is the humid smell of the Yangtze River water, with a slight fishy smell, and the smell of the rivers and mountains.

Xie Xiaoman liked it a little.

Approaching the center of the river, there were many boats, some soldiers were chatting, and some were looking up at the fire on the north bank. There was a faint expression of anxiety.

There is also a messenger, who is exchanging news with the soldiers who stayed in the boat on the north bank. The process of exchanging information between them is very simple, just relying on the two red flags in their hands. Raise the flag.

As daylight narrows, darkness envelops and vision becomes less clear.

The fleets lit torches, as did the boats. Just in the dark. There's still a bit of a murky taste.

The flag-bearer on the small boat in the heart of the river waved the flag and asked about the situation on the other side.

The red banner shuttled through the mist, not very eye-catching, but it was enough for the opposite flag bearer to catch it.

They are all deaf and clear-eyed men, the eyes of the army.

The atmosphere on the north shore was calm, so the flag bearer replied with a "nothing to do" banner. Jiang Xin's people had all this in their eyes, but somehow, when they saw the North Shore flag. The middle eye spent.

As if blinking, it flickered.

The standard-bearer thought it was strange. Because he clearly remembered that he didn't blink. When looking at the other party's flag, how could a well-trained person like him blink?

So he rubbed his eyes and saw that there was nothing unusual in front of him.

He thought it was strange and thought about it for a long time, but in the end it could only be attributed to the cause of the fog.

Of course, the standard-bearer didn't know, at that moment, a spiritual wall was like a huge curtain, slowly rising from the water surface of the Yangtze River.

The moment the flag bearer thought that the moment he blinked, it was exactly the time when the curtain crossed his gaze.

He's an ordinary person, he can't see it.

But Xie Xiaoman and Xue Zicheng saw it very clearly.

A pale blue curtain drew a huge circle on the ground, slowly but surely rising from the ground.

The curtain is like floating water, occasionally shaken slightly by the river wind, but it still won't be blown through.

This seemingly delicate thing, something that shimmers like a bubble, is so sturdy.

As long as the spiritual power that set up this spiritual wall is strong enough, it can even last here for ten or a hundred years, and it has always maintained the tranquility of this place.

But Xie Xiaoman knows that he doesn't have that ability.

The aura in her body was depleting very quickly, as if the faucet was turned on to the maximum, but there was not much water left in the tank.

Xie Xiaoman watched the spirit wall slowly rise, one person high, two people high, and one zhang high...... The aura in the body is also about to be consumed.

But Xue Zicheng said that his aura is enough, does it mean that his spiritual wall is too thick? Need to make it thinner and bigger like rolling dumpling wrappers?

Xie Xiaoman was a little puzzled.

Theoretically, this is true, the army will not stay here for long anyway, Huan Wen has been there for almost a whole day, and he must have no intention of staying there.

This spiritual wall, as long as it can last for an hour, should be enough.

So, do you really want to thin it out?

Xie Xiaoman thought like this, and suddenly his heart moved, and he remembered something.

When facing Dijiang before, what did the woman wearing summer flowers say to herself?

What is the method of running the Reiki......

Xie Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and he no longer hesitated, ready to try it first, if it really didn't work, then make the spirit wall thinner.

Gritting his teeth, Xie Xiaoman no longer hesitated, and followed the path of the snow-capped mountain, attracting spiritual energy.

And Xue Zicheng, who was standing on the side, looked at Xie Xiaoman, who was slightly pale in front of him, his expression did not change, but he was already shocked in his heart.

He had never heard of such a thing...... It's not because of the meridians of the snow-capped mountains, but except for the characters in the northwest, on the land of the Central Plains, there has been no such thing for many, many years.

Not to mention...... It's in people who have a soft aura. (To be continued......)