Two days later, Senior Brother Ning Qing still hadn't woken up, and the work of delivering food was temporarily handed over to other takeaway brothers.

These takeaway brothers endured happily and painfully, and those girls asked, 'Where did my little brother Ningqing go?' This is still a matter of due diligence.

Lu Yuan has not been in the mood to be a customer service recently, and fully supports the development of the Mo family's spiritual lamp.

Finally, in the afternoon of the next day, the prototype and design of the spirit lamp were made and drawn by her granddaughter Mo Lian under the guidance of Elder Mo Ya.

And now, Lu Yuan and all the children of the Mo family are in the area of abundant necromancer qi that is five hundred meters away from the Xuanyang True Humanity Temple.

"Ahem..."

"I have long heard that mortals in the Nine Shadows Danger Realm are in danger of being destroyed when they step into it, but I didn't expect that the ghost aura of the Nine Shadows would be unbearable before they arrived."

In less than a minute of being in the land surrounded by necromantic aura, many of the Mo monks were already showing extremely unbearable symptoms.

Even some of the Mo monks who were still shallow in cultivation directly began to hold back their hearts and start vomiting.

"Li'er, what I taught you, do you remember by heart?"

Elder Mo Ya in the spirit ghost state held a spiritual fire from the Xuanyang True Person in her hand, and this small ball of spiritual fire allowed her to be protected from the effects of the surrounding necromantic aura.

"Of course."

Mo Lian didn't hesitate any more, and she and the other two Mo family disciples began to assemble the spirit lamp.

Although the appearance of the lamp is very similar to that of the street lamp, the overall material is wooden, but the body of the lamp and the body of the lamp are engraved with countless complex talismans, as long as the parts are slightly poor, the entire lamp will be destroyed.

The raw material of the lamp body is made of ebony wood, which has a very excellent spirit storage effect, but the Mo family itself does not have much reserves of ebony wood.

Therefore, Elder Mo Ya gave Lu Yuan another compromise solution, that is, the lamp body is made of mortal things, the best is rosewood, followed by agarwood trees, and there are also golden silk nan to choose from, and the effect of other mortal trees will be greatly discounted.

The all-black spirit wood can be made of a pile of 300 meters, the red sandalwood body, the black spirit wood of the lamp can be set up a pile of 50 meters, and the latter two are 50 meters to 20 meters.

Specifically, it depends on the production process, if there is a better fairy wood, the effect can be better.

Lu Yuan listened to the three tree species nodding on the surface, but when he went back and checked the price of these woods, he felt that something was wrong.

The varieties of wood that Elder Mo Ya instructed were either national protected plants, or they were too expensive.

But... How to say it, no matter how expensive it is, it is not as rare as those immortal woods, and the wood that money can buy is not a problem.

"Keep your hands steady, and the spirit charm should be engraved here." Elder Mo Ya was on the side to supervise the production of Mo Lian.

This little granddaughter still has a lot of things that Elder Mo Ya is not satisfied with in wood art, and if he can, Elder Mo Ya also wants to cultivate his little granddaughter's skills until she is a teacher.

But she didn't have that much time left.

Mo Lian was also very competitive, she had never rested during this time, and the ten fingers of her hands were covered with band-aids that had been applied because the carving knife had scratched her fingers.

When he was tired, he drank the sobering wine made by his grandmother.

Lu Yuan looked at the solemn expression on her face now, and felt like she was letting her go directly to the college entrance examination in two days, the pressure from her ancestors, and the pressure of confidence in her own craftsmanship.

But fortunately, Mo Lian's usual attainments in wood art are the best among the younger generation.

is usually a top student, even if you suddenly have to go to the college entrance examination room, you can do it without hurrying.

The installation lasted about four hours, during which some of the Mo monks couldn't stand the erosion of the necromancy and passed out... He was carried back to the Taoist temple of Xuanyang Zhenren for treatment.

Eventually, Mo Lian embedded the last piece of wood in the light, and she immediately looked up at the top of the lighter... There was no light, and there was still darkness surrounded by a pitch-black miasma.

What went wrong?

Mo Lian covered her forehead and fell into deep thought, but the more she thought about it, the worse her mood became.

Lu Yuan next to him found that Mo Lian's mood began to go crazy again, and he stretched out his hand on her shoulder and wanted to say something.

"Li'er, didn't you notice a drop of sweat on your last ring of sweat when you wrote it?" Finally, Elder Mo Ya spoke up.

"Sweat?"

Mo Lian only now realized that her cheeks were covered with sweat, and her back was already soaked with cold sweat, she was too nervous.

So under the reminder of her grandmother, she hurriedly re-engraved the wrong part of the talisman again, and finally when she finished all this, the wick of the spiritual lamp finally lit up!

The darkness and miasma surrounding the children of the Mo family were dispelled by the light of the spiritual lamp in an instant, and the props for advancing and returning were also lit up by the lamp.

"Grandma! I did it! ”

Mo Lian turned around excitedly to celebrate with her grandmother, but when she turned around, she couldn't see anyone again.

When the spiritual lamp was lit, Elder Mo Ya's obsession had also been completed, and her figure turned into a little starlight and disappeared.

Mo Lian also realized something, and threw herself into Lu Yuan's arms with no way to vent, burying her forehead in Lu Yuan's chest.

Lu Yuan listened to her sobbing quietly, and didn't know how to comfort her for a while.

But suddenly, Elder Mo Ya's voice rang in Mo Lian's ears again.

"Isn't it just a spiritual lamp? What are you crying about? ”

"Grandma?!"

Mo Lian was frightened this time, she quickly raised her head and searched around, and finally looked at the spirit key that her grandmother had given her.

"I sealed my consciousness in this spirit key, but the spirit key can't support my daily activities for too long, so you must find our organ city as soon as possible."

Elder Moya's voice grew weaker and weaker as he spoke, and finally disappeared into the spirit key.

It's become... Portable granny?

"Senior Mo Ya should have gone to sleep, right?" Lu Yuan looked at Mo Lian, who was already crying red in his eyes, and said.

Mo Lian flickered to her senses, and this time not only her eyes were red, but even a wisp of crimson appeared on her cheeks.

Because she just threw herself into Lu Yuan's arms in front of so many people of the same clan.

"I'm sorry... I was so excited. Mo Lian took a few steps back, straightened up his clothes and said to Lu Yuan.

"It's fine."

Lu Yuan looked at the lit spiritual lamp, and all that was left to do was to wait for the little junior sister to come back with some good news.

………………

Xunyi didn't have any good news for Lu Yuan, and she walked in this necromantic dragon vein for two days without finding anything.

There were a bunch of ghosts around her that had no brains or consciousness, and all kinds of negative emotions surrounded her, plus her worry about Senior Brother Ning Qing made her a little upset.

If it weren't for the backpack of power banks that Lu Yuan gave her before leaving, she might have been driven crazy by the ghosts around her by now.

When Lu Yuan gave his mobile phone to Xunyi, he found that there was a signal in the spiritual spring and the dragon vein.

Although the signal is only 2G, it can at least play the most basic SMS sending and receiving and chatting functions.

This made Lu Yuan have to sigh at the strength of my Great Celestial Empire's communication industry.

It's just that this signal also depends on the place.

One of the useful pieces of information that Xun Yi has given to Lu Yuan in the past two days is... One step in this dragon vein is equivalent to walking twenty steps in this world.

The proportion of other dragon veins shrinking into inches, Xunyi doesn't know.

"Didn't respond?"

Xun Yi took out a charm and threw it into the air, but the charm was swallowed by the surrounding necromantic aura and had no reaction.

She is summoning the ghosts she commanded in ancient times.

As the young palace master of the Yin Heavenly Palace, there were countless ghosts and ghosts who were loyal to her in ancient times.

Even if she entered the Blue Lotus Sword Sect, it would be the same.

When she was practicing in the Qinglian Sword Sect, she relied on these ghosts to contact her father.

Father... Is he okay?

Xunyi thought of this, and the sorrow in his heart was a little more.

But suddenly, the rune paper she threw out had someone responding!

In the gray mist full of pitch-black miasma, a white-haired bird with a round body swung its wings very hard and landed on Xunyi's finger.

"Young Palace Master! You're alive! The bird shouted a slightly anxious girl's voice from its beak.

The appearance of this bird is very similar to that of the silver-throated long-tailed, but it is much fatter than the silver-throated long-tailed, and there are some strange patterns on the tail.

The bird's scientific name in the Nine Shadows is the Painted Corpse Bird, and it is an evil creature in the eyes of most decent monks.

Legend has it that the painted bird can move around the painting, chiseling open the owner's head while the owner of the painting is asleep and sucking the dreams and brain of the other person.

The first half of this legend is right, the painted corpse birds do have the power of blood and magic that moves in the paintings, but they don't eat human brains, they eat dreams, but they eat people's nightmares.

"Jiu'er, how is my father doing now?" Xun Yi called out the name of the painted corpse bird, and quickly asked about his father's current situation.

"I only remember that the palace master asked me to find your whereabouts in this dragon vein, as for the rest... I don't even remember. She said with some grievances.

"Don't remember?!"

Hearing this, Xun Yi immediately grabbed the fat chirp with both hands and began to probe her spiritual sense.

The results were very bad.

Her spiritual sense had become a little shattered after a thousand years.

The ghost cultivators who have gone mad in the Nine Shadows are basically like this.

Corrupted too deeply by the necromantic aura, he finally lost his sense of self completely.

The painted bird didn't.

She used her bloodline supernatural ability to devour bad memories to seal all her negative memories.

This also caused her to remember nothing except the goal of 'finding the young palace master' now.

"Young Palace Master, don't worry, I'll be able to remember it with my aura."

This fat chirp also seemed a little anxious, and as she spoke, she wanted to mobilize the surrounding necromancer aura to help open her sealed memories.

"Don't use it!" Xun Yi directly stopped her behavior: "If you use this dead spirit qi to mobilize the memories in your spiritual consciousness, you must become an idiot!" ”

"But if you don't use the Necro Aura, you will have nowhere to go, Young Palace Master."

"I can wait, you go to the tree now." Xun Yi waved his hand lightly, making the fat chirp fly again.

"Trees?"

"The president of the Demon Soul Protection Association, he must have the ability to restore your memories without the negative effects of necromantic energy." Xunyi tied a wayfinding charm to this fat chirp's leg: "Follow the charm and fly, go to find the tree!" ”

"Young Palace Master, what should you do?"

"I'll go to the next spiritual spring and have a look, don't worry about me... There are many magical things in the tree, you can contact me wherever you go, go quickly! ”

Xun Yi said to the fat chirp in a commanding tone, she hovered over Xun Yi's head for a short time, and had to follow the guide talisman with some grievances and fly towards the spiritual spring where Xuanyang Zhenren was.

(PS: As a native of Jiangcheng, the community where I live came to the ambulance some time ago, alas, everyone should pay attention to their health... ）