"However, there are thousands of people in Dancheng, how can they enter their sea of knowledge one by one?"

Heng Gu's eyes widened in surprise: "No matter how strong your spiritual power is, you can't enter the sea of consciousness of thousands of people in a short time!" Besides, Jiang Xiaokong didn't know when she would come, if we were still in the sea of knowledge when she came, wouldn't we be sent to death in vain?"

Yang Xichi glanced at Henggu and didn't answer immediately, he used his finger as a pen to write a few lines on the transmission note, and the words on the breathing note dispersed with golden light.

He put a talisman on the edge of the well, and said to Henggu, "Henggu Xiaoyou, inject some spiritual power into it."

"Huh?" Heng Gu was stunned, although he didn't know what Yang Xichi was doing, he still injected some spiritual power into the talisman.

The talisman shone brightly, and under the influence of spiritual power, the water in Lune's well boiled although it was cold. White smoke emerged from the well, enveloping the three of them in a faint white mist.

The white mist rose more and more, and in the blink of an eye, half of the three of them were completely covered in white, and the thin cold mist covered their faces, and the figures looked hazy from a distance, like immortals in the sky.

When the people who lived in the distance saw this, they came out to check it out, but the mist made them hesitate to come forward, and only looked in horror beyond the white fog.

"What's going on? What's wrong with Lune's Well?"

"What are they doing at the well? Why is there so much fog?"

"Auntie! You see! Isn't this the fairy painting you showed me yesterday? They're exactly like the one above!"

"Immortals? Is it the fairy in Lune's Well?"

When everyone was talking, Yang Xichi whispered to Heng Gu: "Trouble and inject spiritual power."

Heng Gu's fingertips sent out spiritual power and poured into the talisman, and a faint human form suddenly appeared on the well.

"Why does this person look so much like me?" Henggu muttered.

Yang Xichi spoke at the right time: "Lu Enjing manifests—"

The voice was as loud as a bell, and the solemn voice like a god reached the ears of everyone in Dancheng. When people hear this, they look into the sky in the distance, either at home or on the street.

The figure in Inoue was a little more obvious, and after slowly rising a little, it was surrounded by a golden light that could not be seen directly. After shining for a moment, it burst into the white mist and emitted a dazzling and brilliant light.

"Auntie, look, there seems to be an extra sun on the well!"

The girl's voice was like adding wood to the small light of the fire, and the people squinted at the dazzling light in the sky, which was as bright as an extra sun.

The golden light sprinkled on the earth and shone on the people, and ordinary human beings seemed to be warm in the cold early winter.

"It is the light of the gods that shines on the earth, and we are blessed in Danseong!" I don't know who excitedly echoed, and several people in the crowd already bowed reverently.

What's going on?

Linghua looked at Yang Xichi, who was standing beside him, and suddenly a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart. At this moment, she has recovered a lot, her mind is clear, and her strength has recovered.

Silently looking at the cold air around him and the talisman on the well, he was full of suspicions. Is this something that Yang Xichi can do? But he did.

Is there a heart hidden under this sanctimonious exterior? He used this illusion to confuse the people of Dancheng, was it the work of the Taoist disciples?

It seems that I still don't know enough about the first seat of Qingyoumen.

Yang Xichi noticed that Linghua's gaze didn't care, and said in a low voice, "It's time to go."

Before the smoke dissipated, the three of them disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant and returned to the Taoist temple.

The people of Dancheng still stared at the gods in the sky and the white mist beneath them, and when they slowly dissipated, their faces were filled with happiness and joy, and they religiously communicated and discussed with each other.

Slowly, there seemed to be something subtle flowing between the crowd. There is no one in Dancheng who is not grateful to Lu Enjing, and there is no one who does not believe that Lu Enjing has come to bless the earth with the will of God.

"So Yang Lao Dao, what do you want to do?" Heng Gu walked around Yang Xichi, his fingertips pointing to his face, "Why do you want my spiritual power?"

Yang Xichi glanced at the transmission note, put away the paper note, and looked out the window. The sky above Dancheng was filled with a golden light, reflecting an unreal yellow in the blue sky.

"Because the people of Dancheng need your innate divine bones to be condensed." He looked at Heng Gu's puzzled eyes and explained, "Heng Gu, you have your own divine power, although there is a mixture of demonic power now, but after many days of cultivation and fusion, the demonic power is gradually absorbed, and the divine power only increases, not decreases, so the poor Dao party dares to use your power.

There are two reasons for using divine power, one is to balance people's hearts. Purity is the righteousness of the world, and the people of Dancheng are stained with blood, and some of them have been controlled, and their minds are chaotic. And the appearance of divine power can lift the mind and return the spirit to single-mindedness.

The second is to converge thinking. The people of Dancheng all believed in Luen's well, and their thinking was completely consistent on Luen's well. Only Lu Enjing can make the minds of thousands of people in Dancheng resonate, and at this moment they have the same thoughts, the integration of knowledge, and the unity of comrades."

He stretched out his hand and caught a strand of gold floating in the air: "This is the mind, and when everyone thinks in unison, it floats in the air."

Linghua also caught a trace of thought with her hand, this golden thought glowed in her palm, like a hot flame, and the warm current was conveyed to her heart along the palm, and she involuntarily felt an indescribable sense of comfort. This is the power of the Great Commonality!

"Why bring their minds together? But to enter the sea of knowledge of the people?" Linghua threw the golden wire away, and Henggu hurriedly found a chair for her to sit down.

Yang Xichi nodded slightly: "Dharma circles have been set up in various poor roads in Dancheng, and when the people's thoughts are aligned, their thoughts will be collected in one place. If Jiang Xiaokong commits a crime before midnight, he can follow their thoughts into the sea of knowledge while the people are sleeping, and set up a block."

He unfolded the transmission note again, and wrote the four big words "Open Formation" and sent it out. He looked out the window, "If it's getting late today, we can get ready." This matter can be done by the two of them, Miss Linghua, I still need you to watch my two bodies here, and if there is any abnormal movement, quickly use this talisman to wake us up."

Linghua Ying Cheng took the rune paper.

It was late at night, and the thoughts gathered by the formation floated in the sky above the Taoist temple, and those strands of gold had already gathered into a golden ring, which quickly circled on Yang Xichi's roof.

The staff swirled, mellow mana poured into it, and a dark light passed through the roof, dragging the golden ring like a drag into the house.

"Forever!" Hearing Yang Xichi's eager call, Heng Gu closed his eyes and stretched his hands slightly to his side, and the divine power brought by the innate divine bones continued to gather in his hands from his body like a flowing river.

Heng Gu slowly opened the Divine Eye, and under the gaze of the divine power, the golden ring did not move as if in awe.

"Old Yang Dao, it's now!"

The voice of Henggu came from the spiritual sense, and Yang Xichi quickly pasted a talisman next to the golden ring when he heard the words, and the staff pointed directly at the golden ring and continued to drag. The golden ring gradually pulled down, turning into a window-like ellipse, and one after another golden threads flashed in the circle.

Seeing this, Heng Gu sat down cross-legged, Yang Xichi turned around, and his fingertips sent out a talisman in the center of Heng Gu's forehead. The Taoist chanted the incantation in his mouth, and after a while, Henggu's body collapsed as if he had lost his strength.

A wisp of primordial spirit floated out of her head, and Heng Gu looked back at Linghua, who was looking at all this worriedly, as if he wanted to reassure her, smiled at her, and burrowed into the ellipse.

Yang Xichi's fingertips were a little in the center of his eyebrows, and he also sat on the ground like a loss of strength, and the Yuan Shen flew out and drilled into the circle of consciousness. The ellipse, which had lost its dragging, suddenly regained the form of a golden ring, and slowly rotated around the room.

Linghua looked at the two bodies on the ground, her heart was beating violently for some reason, she sat down beside Heng Gu's body and held his hand uneasily: "It must be smooth......

Cangwu Mountain at this moment.

The top of the snow-capped mountain seemed to be burning with a raging fire, the demon fire in the main hall was bright, Jiang Caokong was dressed in plain black uniform, and touched Xiang Suisheng's broken head with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Suisheng, Emperor Yuan is going to avenge you."

The withered corpse seemed unable to answer this stirring remark, and his body was devoid of moisture and oil, leaving only dry skin that still retained its former appearance

Attached to the skeleton.

「……」

There was a moment of silence in the empty hall. He may have wanted to answer, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

"It's really a lot ...... weight loss," Jiang Caokong looked at the dried corpse hanging on the wall, and with a wave of his hand, he protected him with an enchantment, "I didn't expect a teenage annoying ghost to die so early, it was really raised for nothing." My energy, my soul's work, has been given to the dead."

She sighed in disbelief, "Hah! I, Jiang Caokong, have lived for nearly a thousand years, when have I ever been hindered by this? For hundreds of years, whoever I wanted to die would die, and now they are killing my people one after another, which is very interesting, interesting!"

At this time, Yin Tianwu's voice came from outside the main hall: "Di Yuan, the suitable head has been found, and it has been shaped with "meat", and I hope that Di Yuan will see it."

Jiang Caokong beckoned, and the three-person high door of the main hall slowly opened, and Yin Tianwu lowered his head and walked in with a tray in both hands. On the tray was a round object, covered by a long black cloth.

Yin Tianwu walked briskly, passing by human skin paintings, passing by skeleton soldiers, and passing by the dried corpses of Xiang Suisheng. It seemed that it had been a long time before he arrived at Jiang Caokong's side and presented the finished head.

The black cloth was uncovered, and inside was a head that was no different from Xiang Sui's life, with bright eyes and facial muscles that seemed to move, looking at the dried corpse on the wall with vigour.

"Okay, okay......" Jiang Caokong picked up the head and sent it to the dried corpse, and in the blink of an eye, the new head had been placed on it, and the original one was gone.

"Ah Wu, you see, his body is dead, but his head is like a living, life and death intersect, isn't it beautiful?" There was no joy in Jiang Caokong's eyes.

Yin Tianwu knelt down and prostrated on the ground: "The demon blood has been prepared, and the demon army has also been fully equipped, just waiting for Di Yuan's order!"

Her teeth were grinding, her eyes were filled with a terrifying murderous intent, and her lips trembled, "Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!" No living person will escape from me, kill!"