Jing Yu and Xia Mai's movements were very quick, when the other groups were still studying the textbook, these two people had already set up a large set of formations, and Jing Yu also took out a few water candles with heavy yin qi and placed them around the formation to increase the summoning intensity.

Jiang Chen's side originally memorized the formula, but found that the two of them also put a prompt board in front of the formation, with the complete formula written on it, in case the summoner forgot it, I have to say that the user experience is very well done.

The spell of summoning guardian spirits is very common in itself, but ordinary practitioners usually only need to use it once or twice in their lives, after all, if there are too many guardian spirits summoned, it is difficult to have a good relationship with each of them, and sometimes the guardian spirits are jealous of each other, and in the end it is the cultivator himself who is counterattacked.

Since the fat man ran to them, he found a futon and sat down, looking sluggish and not knowing what he was thinking, occasionally sneaking a glance at the red mourner in front of him, his eyes full of despair for the future. This can't be blamed on the fat man, since he was a child, he has been taught that when he encounters a ghost, he must cross or destroy it as soon as possible, in order to prevent resentment or yin qi from spreading to the living. Who Cheng thought that in Boyang Academy, people and ghosts coexisted in harmony, which subverted his long-ingrained way of thinking, and he couldn't fully accept it for a while.

The four members of Jiang Chen's group had not summoned guardian spirits in the previous 16 years - because most immortal cultivators would not let their children practice any spells before the age of 16, even if their "spirits" were enough, so this time they just took the opportunity to try together.

The fat man still looked like he was out of his mind, and Jiang Chen wanted to observe for a moment because his control and understanding of the "spirit" was not in place. In line with the concept of ladies first, the civilized and polite Jingyu students naturally gave up the position of the first call to Xia Mai.

Xia Mai was not polite, sat cross-legged in the middle of the magic circle, calmed down a little, and whispered quickly to the mantra on the prompt board, while his fingers quickly pinched the magic seal with the rhythm. With her voice and movements, the candle flames around her "rubbed" up, and the cold blue candle flame reflected the girl's face looking slightly pale, and when the mantra was in the second half, the girl's long hair was windless and automatic, and the light around her seemed to be absorbed by the formation, becoming more and more dim. The air illuminated by the water candle also seemed to be covered with a shadow, and a misty white mist emanated from the formation, obscuring the face of the person sitting cross-legged in the middle, and only the dark outline could be seen.

Xia Mai was the first to be summoned in the entire classroom, and some students from the other groups also cast their eyes over, staring curiously at the human figure in the white mist.

Jiang Chen was also engrossed in watching the wonderful changes in the formation, but he felt that something in his clothes moved, and he glanced down, and it turned out that it was Xiao Ba, who had been sleeping, who woke up. It is said that cats and dogs are very sensitive to yin qi, and at this moment, this little guy has completely come out of Jiang Chen's arms, jumped far away, and exploded his hair in the direction of Xia Mai, making a threatening sound in his throat. Jiang Chen only thought that he was a normal reaction of an animal, and didn't pay too much attention to him, so he followed him with his teeth and claws in the distance.

At first, the dark silhouette was the silhouette of a girl sitting cross-legged alone, but as time passed, the mist swayed under the candlelight, and the shadow swayed and deformed. Gradually...... Not even the shape of a human being was gone, and it became a large black patch.

Jiang Chen squinted his eyes to see the whole process, but he still couldn't tell what was going on behind the thick fog. I saw a cloud of black gradually distorting and shaking, and it suddenly expanded, and with the expansion of the black shadow, the mist was instantly dispelled and clean.

As if engulfed candle flames poured out of the thick fog, lighting up a small space once more.

Half of the rune paper attached to the surrounding area of the formation had been burned, the chalk marks on the ground had become blurred, and the candles around it had all burned out in just a few minutes.

Only then did everyone see the summer wheat sitting in the center of the formation with their eyes closed. The girl remained in a cross-legged position, but there was an extra person behind her.

Originally, Jiang Chen thought that since the origin of the guardian spirit was a ghost, it would either be translucent when summoned, or there should be some characteristics that could clearly distinguish that it was not human, but when he saw the figure behind Xia Mai, he was still slightly shocked by its authenticity.

At least in his opinion, the woman standing behind Xia Mai couldn't tell whether she was a human or a ghost by the naked eye. It was a girl in a striped dress, with eyes as charming as turquoise opals, and lovely chestnut-colored curls. It was a European face, hands clasped in front of him, with a mysterious and beautiful smile on his face.

She leaned over slightly, stretched out a hand to Xia Mai, and said in a very beautiful voice: "Hello, I'm Charlotte Corday." ”

Xia Mai took the woman's hand, stood up, nodded and smiled at the other party: "Hello, I'm Xia Mai." ”

As her words fell, the European woman she summoned showed a sweet smile, and her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Meng Biao, who was watching from the side, looked surprised: "Can you still summon foreign ghosts?" Can you also speak Chinese?"

Tang Mengyao's face was full of envy: "Wow, Sister Mai's guardian spirit is so beautiful!"

The red mourner on the stage seemed to be very satisfied with Xia Mai's summoning result, nodded and said: "Yes, everyone's summoned guardian spirits are different, not limited to national borders or species, but imported guardian spirits are still very rare, very good." ”

Everyone was encouraged by the results of Xia Mai's summoning, and they were very excited. Jiang Chen always felt that the name Sherlock Cordai was very familiar, and he always felt that he had heard of it somewhere.

The fat man, who had been fuguing too weakly, came back to his soul at this time, holding up his mobile phone and being a little excited: "Damn, this one summoned by Sister Wheat is an angel killer!"

Jiang Chen looked at his mobile phone, there was a popular game on the market, probably the type of card drawing battle, in which a silver-haired and double-ponytailed beautiful girl was looking at the starry sky in the distance. Jiang Chen has always been more restrained in this kind of game, but when he heard the fat man mention "Angel Killer", he also remembered the identity of the woman who followed Xia Mai.

Speaking of which, this woman is really a famous name in history, according to the French Revolution more than 200 years ago, it was this woman who single-handedly killed the radical revolutionary Paul Marat, and because of her beautiful face, she won the title of "Angel Killer".

Jiang Chen couldn't help but be amazed, although he knew that the Guardian Spirit Summoning might be able to summon the remnant souls of some historical figures, but he didn't expect that the first time he watched the Guardian Spirit Summoning, he actually summoned a touch of the soul of distant Europe more than two hundred years ago, he couldn't help but become more and more curious about the relationship between cultivators and guardian spirits, what kind of things did Xia Mai have to attract a revolutionary killer hundreds of years ago?

This side was also shocked by the illustrious identity of Xia Mai's guardian spirit, and Jing Yu over there had already repaired the formation and was ready to start summoning. Jiang Chen was not naïve to think that everyone could summon some famous figures in history, after all, not everyone's souls would wander in the underworld, and most of them had already been reincarnated. Whether it is Kyushu or Western countries, there are many monks of all kinds in this world, and if anyone can summon a general and a king, then I am afraid that the coffins of these historical figures will not be able to be suppressed.

However, Jingyu has always given people the impression that he is very strong, and I am afraid that the summoned person will not be a simple lonely ghost.

Sure enough, after going through a summoning process similar to Xia Mai's, a big man stood behind Jing Yu. The guardian spirit was at least two years tall, with a blackout red cloth almost above the classroom. He has red hair, a pair of orange eyes behind a big beard, and his pupils are very strange vertical lines. The strong man held a giant hammer in his hand, lifted it on his shoulder with force, and said majestically: "Xiao'er, I am General Yin!"

Jingyu stood up, nodded, and didn't speak, just stood aside. His guardian spirit did not disappear, so he swiped behind him with a big grin, holding a sledgehammer and looking around, Jing Yu in front of him was a well-behaved child compared to him.

When the guardian spirit, who claimed to be General Yin, saw the moment of the red mourning, he immediately became excited: "Sissy!"

There were already a few students in the classroom who had successfully summoned their guardian spirits, and Hong Fu had returned to the desk and drank a little wine, and he didn't pay much attention to the situation on Jingyu's side, when he heard this shout, he bounced up directly from the desk, and floated to them with a teleportation-like speed, and said angrily: "Oh, who should I be, isn't this an old ghost! When did the old man of your family die?"

General Yin seemed unhappy, and a huge palm pushed it like a red mourner's chest: "Get out! My master has been flying for many years!"

Feelings: General Yin is still an acquaintance of the teacher......

Xia Mai explained to Jiang Chen in a low voice: "This General Yin is transformed by ghosts, and he is a famous beast general in the Hundred Ghost Records, and he is very fierce. ”