Chapter 190: Be diligent
Because everyone's attention was on the big stone platform in the center at this time, most people didn't notice it, and it is estimated that not many people would know about it when they left the Yuan Circle at this time.
The concubine was watching the performance seriously, and when she saw the actions of meditation, she realized that something was wrong with the Yuan Circle.
Looking at the pale and weak appearance nestled in the arms of the cultivator, the concubine exclaimed, "What's the matter?" Are loops uncomfortable? β
Yuan Quanquan was about to explain, but was preempted by Shen Xiu: "Mother, Xiaoquan'er is a little unwell, this king will take her to rest, and the royal brother will explain it." β
The concubine regarded the Yuan Quanquan as her own daughter, she was not feeling well, she was worried, and hurriedly urged: "Okay, Xiu'er, you quickly take the circle to rest, find a doctor to take a look, don't be sick." β
The meditation responded, and then left the place as fast as a human being.
Just as the meditation cultivator left with the Yuan Circle, Murong Zhen in the seat inadvertently glanced at the back of them leaving, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
Princess Ming: This is ...... Are you feeling unwell?
For some reason, Murong Zhen always had a very strange feeling about this princess, but he couldn't say the specifics, he just felt that the other party was not as simple as it seemed, and it seemed that there was some unusual secret in her.
Looking at the direction of meditation and Yuan Circle leaving, Murong Zhen fell into deep thought, but he didn't know that while he was looking at others, there were also people who were watching him.
Beitang Jing was not interested in this exorcism ritual at all, her mind was on Murong Zhen from beginning to end, and her eyes were almost always staring at him, eager to stick her own eyeballs to him.
staring at her like this, although the distance was a little far, the look on Murong Zhen's face was still captured by her.
She followed Murong Zhen's line of sight and looked over there, and happened to see a corner of her imperial uncle's clothes, and was puzzled, when she glanced at it, the Yuan Circle that was supposed to sit on the seat was nowhere to be seen. After thinking about it carefully, I saw that Uncle Huang seemed to be holding a person in his hand.
What happened to the woman? Looking at the back of the imperial uncle in a hurry, what happened?
Beitang shook his head suddenly, what does that woman have to do with her? What is related to her is, why does Brother Zhen care so much about that woman?
The little princess's mouth was about to pout to the sky, sulking alone, and secretly scolding the Yuan Circle in her heart.
After the meditation cultivator took the Yuan Circle away from the scene of the exorcism ceremony, he casually found an empty palace, put the person on the couch, observed her face, and asked, "How do you feel now?" β
In fact, when the meditation cultivation gave her ghostly anger, she was almost fine, but seeing this man's nervous appearance for her like this, she felt that it was rare, so she enjoyed his worries and concerns with peace of mind.
"Well, my head is a little dizzy, and I don't have much strength on my body......" Pretending to be weak, the Yuan Circle was leaning on Ming Xiu's body as if it were boneless, and her head rested on his shoulder, at this moment she was sick Xi Shi.
For so long, it was the first time that the meditation had encountered the phenomenon of her soul being withdrawn, and she was concerned for a while, and she didn't even tell whether she was really weak or deliberately pretending to be weak, and when she said this, she immediately lowered her head and held her face, frowning.
Yuan Quanquan looked at the worried look in the man's eyes with a slightly raised face, and felt a surge of sweetness in his heart, and he wanted to take this opportunity to be coquettish again, but his mouth just opened, and before he could say a word, he was blocked back.
Meditation pinched her chin, cold lips covering her lips, and kissed suddenly.
Yuan Huanquan's eyes widened slightly, and he didn't react a little, and after a while, he suddenly felt a cool and shady breath coming from the other party's mouth, all the way down his throat, like a stream of water slowly flowing through all parts of his body, slowly flowing to his limbs, and she shivered violently.
This cold is not like the cold of winter temperatures, nor is it like the feeling of touching the cold things outside, this kind of cold, it is a kind of cool air that emanates from the inside out, and it feels like the cracks in the bones are filled with ice, and the whole person is frozen from the inside out.
She couldn't bear it and wanted to reach out and push the man away, but her hand was so cold that she couldn't even bend her fingers.
The Yuan Circle was shocked, not knowing what was going on.
What is this cold air that meditation has given her? If she continues to cross, she will become a big popsicle!
Fortunately, Meditation finally let go of her before she froze into a popsicle, and looked at her eagerness, holding the back of her neck and waist and gently laying her on the couch, covering the quilt, and then began to answer her questions.
"What this king gave you just now is the king's spirit qi. The previous ghost qi was the cultivation obtained from the cultivation of the day after tomorrow, and the qi of the primordial spirit just now existed since the birth of this king, if it is calculated according to the situation of mortals, it can be said to be the soul of this king. β
When she heard the first half, Yuan Quanquan was still confused, but when Ming Xiu finished the last sentence, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.
His...... Soul?
Meditation itself is a ghost, so naturally there is no such thing as a soul. And what kind of primordial spirit qi he was talking about was equivalent to his soul. To put it simply, this primordial spirit qi is the most fundamental thing that sustains his life.
And he just gave her such an important thing.
It's not ...... Is it equivalent to giving her his life?
The Yuan Quanquan was so frozen that she couldn't even speak, and could only express her shock and incomprehension with her eyes.
Shen Xiu knew what she wanted to express when he looked at her eyes, leaned down and gently dropped a kiss on her forehead, the smile on his lips was gentle and domineering: "Xiaohuan'er wants to ask why this king wants to give you such an important Yuan Ling Qi?" β
The Yuan Circle blinked, indicating a nod.
Shen Xiu chuckled: "You are a wisp of ghost from another world, although you can continue to live in the yang world through this body and soul, but in essence, you are not a living person after all, and your soul and body are not one. The exorcist can extract your soul from your body, but he has some real skills. If this king is not with you at this time, I am afraid you are already 'dead.'" And the ghost qi that this king lost to you at that time only temporarily pulled your soul back. If the wizard comes again, you'll still be pulled out. Seeing that she was listening carefully with a pair of big eyes, she was stunned for a moment, her heart suddenly softened for some reason, and she felt very relieved somewhere in her chest.
He reached out and grabbed one of Yuan Huanquan's hands, gently pinched her fingers, rubbed them one by one, and continued: "And just now, this king crossed your Yuan Spirit Qi to calm the soul in your body. This king's Yuan Ling is extremely cold, your cultivation is not enough, and now you are a mortal body, and it is normal to be unbearable for a while. But the good thing is that you have this flame crystal, and you can recover it after just a few hours of rest. β
The flame crystal he took from the god of fire had helped him a lot.
Yuan Quanquan couldn't move his whole body as if he was frozen now, and when he heard Meditation Xiu say that she was going to be frozen like this for a few hours, she turned into a miserable face in secondsβwell, she couldn't even make an expression now, so she could only complain with dissatisfaction with her eyes.
Your Yuan Ling is better than the freezer compartment of the refrigerator.
Although she couldn't speak, Meditation could accurately judge from her eyes that his little circle must be scolding him in his heart at this time.
Smiling and comforting a few more words, Meditation thought of the wizard with the red mask.
He didn't expect that there were such powerful people among mortals, but he underestimated it.
The Yuan Circle was temporarily placed in this palace, and when you went out, an enchantment was set up outside to prevent anyone from breaking in. After that, he returned to the square in front of the Xuanwu Palace.
Halfway through the ceremony, the sorcerers had already retreated from the stone platform, leaving only the red-masked one alone on the stone platform, holding a strangely shaped bell in his hand, shaking his mouth and chanting words.
Listen intently.
"Heaven and earth are natural, the filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious, and the sun is too yuan. The eight directions are mighty, and they make me natural. Lingbao talisman, proclaimed for nine days; Qianrodana, Donggang Taixuan; Kill demons and bind evil spirits, save thousands of people. Zhongshan mantra, the first jade text, recited once, but the illness prolonged; According to the five mountains, the eight seas know and hear; The demon king binds his hands and guards my Xuan; The ferocity dissipates, and the Tao Qi remains. Haste as a law. β
After finishing reading, he shook the bell in his hand a few times quickly, and his expression narrowed, and he turned his head to look in a certain direction, and raised his eyebrows after a while.
The eyes were slightly startled.
Is this person competing for a job with black and white impermanence?
At that moment when the bell rang at a rapid pace, the meditation cultivator clearly heard a ghost cry. It was the painful howl of lonely souls and wild ghosts who had not yet entered reincarnation because their obsessions had not disappeared after death, and they had not yet reached the qualifications to enter his ghost world, and their souls were dragged away.
Interesting.
The meditation cultivator watched quietly, his expression indifferent, making it impossible to see what he was thinking at this time.
When the concubine saw him come back, but she didn't see the Yuan Circle, she asked him, "Xiu'er, how is the circle?" Can you ask the doctor to take a look? β
Meditation Xiu sat down in his seat and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, the concubine, Xiaohuan'er was just tired last night, just rest for a while." β
The concubine was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't react for a while to what she meant by "I was tired last night", and only after a while did she suddenly come back to her senses, and immediately threw a blamed look at the meditation cultivator: "Xiu'er, you also have to be more restrained, although the mourning family really wants to hug their grandson, but you also have to take care of the body in a circle, don't be too ......."
β¦β¦ Beasts.
The latter half of the sentence was too embarrassing for the concubine to say, her own son she understood, he was not such a person who did not know how to measure.
After all, this body and the concubine's blood are thicker than water, even if the concubine's half of the sentence is not explicitly stated, but the meditation cultivator understands it.
He smiled: "Yes, this king knows in his heart, and the mother concubine is too worried." β
The concubine nodded, paused for a moment, quietly leaned over, and added: "Actually, it's good to be diligent, after all, Xiaobao is too lonely alone, and he needs his younger brothers and sisters to play with him." β
Meditation: "......"
Yuan Xiaobao: "......"