Chapter 41: His Face

In the vast white world, Shen Qingxuan's spirit was highly concentrated.

Master's rapid chanting of mantras kept ringing in her ears.

Each of those incantations fell on her heart like a hammer, making her heart tense.

At the same time, every time the incantation fell, behind the white clouds, the strange resonance feeling became stronger and stronger.

To this day, there is not even a sense of resonance, but also a strange pulling force.

Shen Qingxuan vaguely felt that in the depths of the vast white world, something was connected with her.

Between the two, it seems that a silk thread of some kind of spiritual power has been formed, and the other party is constantly being pulled out by her!

There is no doubt that this is a sign of the imminent success of the incarnation!

But although Shen Qingxuan was happy in her heart, she didn't dare to be careless.

The more critical it is, the easier it is to fail.

The newborn spirit in the depths of the sea of clouds was answering her call, and was constantly being pulled by her towards her.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

But her movements were extremely light, and she didn't dare to increase her strength at all, for fear of scaring the other party away.

The "gods" who responded to her call were, according to the scriptures, all pale and obscure-faced, newborn spirits.

By connecting with the soul of the newborn spirit, the cultivator was able to enter and exit the Taixu Immortal Realm.

Of course, there are also theories that claim that the gods summoned in the Taixu Immortal Realm are actually the projections of consciousness formed by the cultivators themselves in the Taixu Immortal Realm.

However, there are not many people who agree with this statement.

It is generally believed in the cultivation world that it is the newborn spirit born in the Taixu Immortal Realm that is summoned, so it is unwise.

Of course, Shen Qingxuan didn't care what the origin of these mysterious spirits was.

At this moment, she was immersed in the slow pulling.

It's like fishing for a reel, exerting a little bit of force to pull out the newborn spirit in the sea of clouds.

She strictly followed her master's teachings, and her movements were relaxed and measured, and she never made the slightest radical move.

But the strange thing is that Shen Qingxuan's pull did not have the slightest resistance.

In the depths of the white world, the newborn spirit that responded to her call obediently let her drag it away.

Following the silk thread condensed by spiritual power, Shen Qingxuan couldn't feel the slightest strength of struggle.

This......

Shen Qingxuan subconsciously felt strange.

Didn't Master say that this process of calling the gods would be difficult?

Because those nascent souls will struggle and try to break free from time to time, and they will not be caught by cultivators so easily.

But at this time, Shen Qingxuan didn't feel the slightest resistance.

Could it be that there is something strange about this newborn soul that he caught?

So obedient?

Shen Qingxuan was surprised in her heart, but she still didn't dare to relax her vigilance, for fear that the newborn spirit would break free from the spiritual thread and flee in the next second.

She followed the techniques taught by her master, exerting her strength little by little, and dragging the spirits in the depths of the pale world little by little.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

Shen Qingxuan clearly felt the existence of the other party.

And the mysterious newborn soul still didn't resist! It's unreasonable!

But Shen Qingxuan didn't have time to think about it, because when the distance between the two sides reached a limit, it was the last and most critical step.

Shen Qingxuan, who was in the pale world, slammed his force, changing his previous slow pulling.

She summoned almost every trace of spiritual power in her divine soul, and forcibly dragged the newborn spirit in the sea of clouds to her side.

Then, Shen Qingxuan, who was in front of the altar, opened his eyes.

Strange expressions.

At this time, Shen Qingxuan was sweaty and exhausted.

The process of evoking spirits was a great burden on her spirit.

But at this time, she didn't have time to realize the exhaustion of her body, but looked at her with a strange expression.

There, standing silently, was a humanoid figure that only she could see, with some kind of spiritual connection to her.

That was the firstborn spirit she had called, and it would be her key to the Void Wonderland, and it would gradually become a part of her power.

The master on the side let out a happy cry.

"Yay! It worked! ”

Master, who was too happy, jumped up.

The success of the spirit summoning means that she can sleep lazily every day in the future, and she doesn't have to worry about Shen Qingxuan.

However, the little master jumped happily for a while, and after his excitement calmed down slightly, he found that his apprentice did not have the joy of successfully summoning the spirit.

Shen Qingxuan sat there, staring in the direction in front of her with a strange expression, as if she had seen something terrible.

This surprised Xie Xingyao.

"Qing Xuan? Do you have any questions? ”

Xie Xingyao looked in the direction that the apprentice was looking, and she knew that there was a divine phantom summoned by the apprentice.

However, the phantom of the gods summoned by the Mortal Realm has no substance, and only the cultivator himself can see it.

It is only after reaching the realm of evoking gods that the phantom of the gods can be condensed into entities and manifest externally.

Xie Xingyao said curiously: "Why aren't you happy at all?" ”

Did something go wrong?

Isn't the summoning ritual a success?

Xie Xingyao's face was full of puzzlement.

Shen Qingxuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, raised her head with a strange expression and looked at the master.

He asked, "Master, the newborn souls who have successfully summoned spirits for the first time are all pale and shapeless, right?" ”

Xie Xingyao was very sure of this, so he naturally nodded.

"That's right, when everyone first summons the spirit, all the shadows appear are pale figures, and even the gender of men and women is blurred."

"It is only when the cultivators continue to practice that the newborn spirits will gradually manifest the signs of some people."

Xie Xingyao imparted knowledge to his apprentices.

Shen Qingxuan looked at the figure in front of him with a strange expression, and asked, "The newborn spirit called by a man will eventually turn into a man's appearance." ”

"The newborn spirit summoned by a woman will eventually turn into a woman."

"All in all, every newborn soul summoned by a practitioner will eventually become his or her own form...... Right? ”

Shen Qingxuan asked.

Xie Xingyao nodded naturally, this was the common sense of the cultivation world that she taught her apprentices, of course there was nothing wrong.

And Shen Qingxuan, who was confirmed by the master, looked at the figure in front of him with a strange expression, completely speechless.

Under the sun, standing in front of her was not a pale figure.

It was a demon with a gloomy face, a black robe, and a demonic aura all over his body. If this figure can be seen, I am afraid that the Lingyun Immortal Sect will be blown up in an instant, and everyone will rush out to subdue the demon.

Shen Qingxuan, a monk of the Righteous Path Immortal Sect, called out, turned out to be a demon shadow?

And the most outrageous thing is that this demon shadow Shen Qingxuan knows.

That face is clearly the face of her husband Luo Jing!

Why is the phantom of the gods I summoned the appearance of my husband?

At this moment, Shen Qingxuan was directly stunned.

At the same time, in the middle of the ancient mountains.

Luo Jing, who was telling a story to the little girl, covered her forehead violently and let out a cry of pain.

"Shhh...... My head ......"

Luo Jing, who was sitting in the shade of the tree, felt as if something had been sucked out of his body in a trance.

The tingling sensation lasted only for a moment.

But it hurt him unforgettable.

"! Is someone killing me from a distance? ”

This sudden stinging sensation made Luo Jing panic and didn't know what was going on.