Chapter 282: Words and Words

In the feng shui vein, there is a trick of entangling the soul with evil qi, but there is a clear difference between the black qi in the center of Sikong Ming's eyebrows and the evil qi entangled the spirit.

"Then Mr. Li thinks how the black gas came from?"

There was an imperceptible flicker hidden in Sikong You's eyes, but it was extremely well hidden, and he asked with a worried look.

"It's not clear yet, it's just ...... That black gas seems to have a life of its own!"

Two strange points in the black qi appeared in Li Changqing's mind, which seemed to be a pair of eyes that were darker than the night.

"Black gas with life?"

Sikong You showed a surprised expression, and the flesh on the corners of his mouth inadvertently trembled slightly.

"Mr. Li, since you can see that black gas, is there a way to expel it?"

Among all of them, Li Changqing was the first to see the cause of Sikong Ming's illness, Sikong Jing was like a dying man grasping a life-saving straw, her eyes were full of ardent expectation, panic and anxiety, she didn't care how the black gas came from, she just wanted to know if Li Changqing could have the means to cure Sikong Ming's illness.

"Difficult! The black qi of the Mud Palace Pill in the eyebrows of the Sikong family master is fused with the divine sense, and it has its own will, and rashly removing the black qi will inevitably hurt the divine soul, and I am afraid it will cause even greater damage to the Sikong family master. ”

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Li Changqing is a Confucianism and Taoism master, but Li Changqing has not been able to establish a school palace in the sea of learning, although he has accumulated deeply, he cannot be called a real Confucian and Taoist master, and a large number of means are still unable to be used, perhaps only by waiting for Li Changqing to break through to the realm of Confucianism and Taoism can he get rid of the black qi in the mud palace pill in Sikong Ming's eyebrows without harming Sikong Ming.

"Is there no way around it?",

Sikong Jing waited for so long, and finally met a person who could understand Sikong Ming's condition, but that person had no way to cure Sikong Ming's illness, and asked almost desperately.

"Although I can't eradicate the black qi in the eyebrows of the Sikong family master, I can try to suppress that black qi, and maybe let Mr. Sikong get rid of the black qi for a while!"

Li Changqing's eyes were infused with Haoran righteousness and he could detect the black qi, which showed that Haoran righteousness had the effect of restraining that black qi.

"If Mr. Li needs something, even if he asks, I will try my best to meet any conditions!"

Sikong Jing looked at Li Changqing sincerely, and said resolutely with a resolute expression.

"There is this day, there is this land, it's fine!", Li Changqing pointed up and down.

"Heaven and earth?"

Sikong Jing was confused, and Sikong You was also confused.

Li Changqing didn't say anything more, and took three steps forward, using the index finger and middle finger of his right hand as the pen, and the heroic righteousness of the mud palace pill in the center of the eyebrows as the ink.

The mighty righteousness like the power of heaven condensed between Li Changqing's fingers, Li Changqing's fingers moved in the air, like a dragon, and big golden characters floated out from Li Changqing's fingers, shining like pearls.

"Heaven and earth have an awe-inspiring and majestic atmosphere, filling the heavens and the earth, and ......the greatest to the strong.

Obviously, no one is reading the words in the air, but the pronunciation of each word is ringing in the ears of Sikong Jing and Sikong You.

Confucianism has not appeared in Fangshi Yiren for hundreds of years, but the rumors about Confucianism have not decreased at all, and the Sikong family has been passed down for another hundred years, and has a large number of classics, and Sikong Ming and Sikong Jing all know some Confucian information.

When Sikong You saw those words floating in the air, he was stunned: "This is a legendary word and word! Generally speaking, only Confucian and Taoist cultivators can achieve the level of Confucianism and Taoism masters, and those rumors on the rivers and lakes are actually true! But isn't Mr. Li a descendant of Qin Yuanlong, the Venerable Yin and Yang? How did he become a Confucianism and Taoism master? What is hidden behind this? Could it be ......?"

Sikong You was surprised, puzzled, and faintly worried.

Sikong Jing watched the words in the air, like a girl who made a wish to the stars in the sky.

When Li Changqing finished writing the whole article, the words in the sky changed into pieces of paper full of words, floating towards Sikong Ming, who was trapped in the iron cage.

Every time a piece of paper fell on Sikong Ming's body, the pain in Sikong Ming's mind was reduced by one point, and after all the papers fell on Sikong Ming's body, Sikong Ming was like a person who had just woken up, struggling to open his heavy eyelids and ask Sikong Jing, "How long has it been?"

"Alright! Abba is really good!"

Every time Sikong Ming was sick before, it lasted for as little as one day, and at most it lasted for two or three days, and he had been suffering from that kind of inhuman torture, which made people feel distressed to think about, but this time only a quarter of an hour had passed, and Sikong was silently shedding tears, shedding for the suffering that Sikong Ming suffered less.

"Silly boy, don't cry! You cry when your father is sober, don't forget that you are the Qingying Fairy of the Sikong family of Green Water Villa, and you will make people laugh when you spread it!"

Sikong Jing is good at dancing on the moon, and the young man who came to the feng shui line of Green Water Villa saw Sikong Jing's moon dance and gave Sikong Jing the title of the Shadow Fairy, from the great writer Su Shi of the Song Dynasty 'Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world', but Sikong Jing himself didn't like this title, and Sikong Ming deliberately said this to make Sikong Jing happy.

"Big brother, it's only been a quarter of an hour now, and you're fine, you have suffered a lot less! Ah Jing is so happy and bitter, this child's filial piety has nothing to say!"

Sikong You said to Sikong Ming with a smile while opening the shackles of the iron cage.

"Mr. Li is also here! Could it be that Mr. Li has cured my illness?", Sikong Ming looked up and saw Li Changqing, and then thought of a possibility.

"I found a living black qi in your eyebrows mud palace pill, that black qi is your cause, and I have temporarily sealed it with Haoran Righteous Qi! But that black qi is entangled with your divine consciousness, constantly devouring your divine consciousness to grow! Even if I use Haoran Righteous Qi to seal it, I can only suspend the speed of its devouring and reduce your pain, and in the future, when that black qi is strong enough to break through the seal of my Haoran Righteous Qi, I am afraid that I will not be able to return to the sky!", Li Changqing explained truthfully.

"Every day of living is earned, and Mr. Li has saved a life by performing his mastery, I am already content! I was unable to entertain Mr. Li in person because of physical reasons, and I personally set up a banquet in the evening to thank Mr. Li for saving his life!"

Sikong Ming was originally an open-minded person, but this time he escaped from the brink of death, and his understanding of life was deeper.

"I destroyed Miss Sikong's Yuehua Lingjing, and I have no long things, there is nothing to compensate, I came to visit the master of the Sikong family, if I can do my best, this is also a little compensation for Miss Sikong!"

Li Changqing has a good sense of Sikong Jing and Sikong Ming, appreciates the deep father-daughter relationship between the two, and doesn't care about Sikong Ming's gratitude.