Volume 1, The King's Decree Chapter 62, is it a blessing or a curse
"With the strength of Tianbao Auction House, I won't treat you badly, and it's normal if you can't be cured, please hurry up, I'm afraid Miss won't be waiting long." Ma Wu said worriedly.
Miss's condition is not very good, and the coexistence of two souls for a long time has caused a great burden on the body, and she has been able to hold on for so long thanks to the help of many treasures.
The room was burning with incense, and the turbid smoke was swirling, and under the dim light and shadow of the dementor lamp, it looked gloomy, Ma Wu walked to the door, took out an iron card, and inserted it in the courtyard, casting a blue light-colored barrier.
"The two Taoist leaders are busy first, I am guarding outside, call my name if there is anything, and be on call. ”
Before closing the door, Ma Si took out two strings of stone beads, this kind of magic weapon can instill mana, and it can be taken out and used at any time when performing the Dao method to make up for the gap in his own mana.
It costs a thousand taels of gold to put it outside, and it is extremely difficult to buy it without a price, and the magic weapon that can take out the mana at any time can often have unexpected effects in actual combat.
"This thing should be worth a lot of money, not in vain. ”
"That's the Arowana rosary, a first-class product, at least worth a thousand taels, it's enough to save her. Meng Qiaoqiao is a real money fan, after taking the rosary, he quickly took the silver needle and tied it one by one for the eldest lady.
"Don't be idle, help me hold him down, and use your sleepy way. She didn't know the nine-character mantra, she only knew that this trick could be used to trap people.
The silver needle crossing method is taught by Bai Yiting, which is more comprehensive than the one on the market, one hundred and eight silver needles are not only of high quality, but also according to the different parts of the piercing, the length of the deliberate forging is different, so as to play the best effect.
From the center of the eyebrows and the middle of the person all the way to the sea of qi, the bright silver needle pierced all the way, and when the last needle pierced into the body, she suddenly quieted down and stopped making a fuss.
Ma Si and Ma Wu, who stayed outside the door, muttered: "These two little Taoist priests really have some ability, and they actually shut up the eldest lady." ”
"I hope it can be done, you don't know the temper of the master, if you want the eldest lady to have three long and two short, I am afraid that the sect conference will be uneasy. Ma Wu even felt a little scared of the master, and when he just separated, the master's eyes were about to kill.
Although the Feng and Gong families are really big, they are limited to Yanliang Prefecture, while Tianbao Auction House is all over Kyushu, and the difference between them is not a star and a half, that is, the auction house does not interfere in fighting and killing, otherwise how can there be soup for the Feng family.
"I really hope that damn soul will leave soon, why is it entangled in Miss, I don't understand. Ma Si kicked and shuddered when he mentioned the unjust soul.
When he first became ill, Ma Si had seen the appearance of an unjust ghost, which could be described as looking like a hellish demon, much more hideous than the Vajra Lux standing in front of the temple gate.
Martial arts practitioners are often deceived by the appearance of Taoism, they don't cultivate their souls much, and it is normal to be frightened by their appearance, Meng Qiaoqiao followed the master to the north and south, and has seen too much, when the silver needle forced out the unjust soul, the four gray-robed old men with long horns pounced over with teeth and claws, and were easily blocked by her with a talisman.
"Those who have died, what other wishes are unfulfilled? Dare to stay in the sun, and invite them quickly!"
The talisman lit up with golden light, the most restrained this kind of soul, this soul has bloody eyes, it is left by crying when it dies, and the resentment is extremely strong, attached to the animal in the yang world, it will quickly exhaust the life of the other party, and fall into reincarnation together.
There are those who support their families by dispelling such unjust souls, but the few people invited were all injured by this unjust soul and almost lost their lives.
One after another, people came to disturb him, which also made the unjust soul feel unhappy, and the gray light condensed from the long horn, quickly eroding the talisman.
Meng Qiaoqiao was furious, the talisman could only be used against the enemy after her mana cultivation, it was half a magic weapon, and the erosion of the unjust soul made her feel a lot of pain, so she hurriedly took out a paintbrush and went to the air.
This paintbrush is also a common magic weapon, used to detain the soul and lock the soul, every cultivator who is good at the way of the soul will carry a few with him, but he never thought that this unjust soul is not afraid of the brush, and opened his mouth to swallow the ink spots.
Liu Xiaoyi was surprised to see it, afraid that Meng Qiaoqiao would suffer a loss, so she also urged the black and white chess pieces to cover the soul, intending to help her.
The gray light emitted by the four long horns of the unjust soul, when it touched the black and white chess pieces, he could clearly feel that he had lost contact with the chess pieces, and the mana attached to them was erased and fell into the belly of the unjust soul.
The unjust soul that can devour magic weapons, even Meng Qiaoqiao has never seen it: "I'm afraid this unjust soul has a lot of origins, we are not opponents." ”
One hundred and eight silver needles trembled, and after the soul devoured the chess pieces, its strength soared, almost shaking the silver needles apart, Meng Qiaoqiao shook the rosary in his left hand, releasing the pure mana, and then stabilized it again.
But the unjust soul stretched out his arm, tore all the talismans apart, and faced Meng Qiaoqiao, the soul had no substance, the desire for the flesh was quite strong, and the resentment released pressed the surrounding mana, driving the light of the soul lamp aside, and the three-inch-long nails were only two fingers away from Meng Qiaoqiao's face, and they were resisted by Liu Xiaoyi with a sword.
"Mana can be fed into the weapon...... What kind of magic weapon is it?" In a hurry, the mana sent into the cold ice sword could really block the unjust soul.
This kind of dual-cultivation weapon is expensive to build, and the Cold Ice Sword was cast by the master of Drunken Junhai, but it is a genuine and good weapon.
"Ahhh
The whole room is full of brilliance, various colors change back and forth, mana is surging, and the flat boat piloted by Meng Qiaoqiao is cautious in the sea of mana, and the slightest carelessness will be buried in the mouth of the unjust soul.
The soul's attack method is tricky, and the talisman flies to block many claws that poke out from the tricky angle, and when the claws grab the body, the mana will flow into the body of the unjust soul.
"Pro!" Liu Xiaoyi's sword couldn't slash the other party, so he had to gather the general momentum and resist the attack of the unjust soul.
But the realm gap was too big, and the condensed mana was broken through in an instant, and Liu Xiaoyi was pushed against the wall, and the claws from the depths of the wall clasped his limbs, firmly immobilizing him, unable to break free.
The soul opened its mouth, stretched out its blood-red long tongue, and poked it into Liu Xiaoyi's dantian, and a pain that touched the soul came, Liu Xiaoyi's eyes widened, and he suddenly lost consciousness.
There was a yellow-robed phantom in the haze, holding a wooden sword and slashing at the long tongue, the unjust soul took a few steps back, the long tongue broke, and the pain was screaming, and the yellow robe was pointed at the center of the unjust soul's eyebrows, and the gray light was broken and dispersed, revealing a young man.
This person was wearing the clothes of the Heavenly King, his eyes gradually regained his senses, and when he saw Liu Xiaoyi being trapped, he hurriedly let go of his claws and collected his resentment into his body.
Meng Qiaoqiao wanted to do it again, but was stopped by the yellow robe, and then the phantom disappeared.
"This senior...... It's your master, it's amazing!" Some of the core disciples of the sect have life-saving hole cards on their bodies, and Liu Xiaoyi has the mana left by the yellow-robed Taoist in his body, which saved his life at a critical moment.
The people who came and went several times from the ghost gate did not make much fuss, moved their wrists, grabbed each other, and pressed them against the wall, "You are the king of heaven, and you are rich in domineering sons who rely on the strong and bully?"
The other party was a little old, but his eyebrows were clear and beautiful, Liu Xiaoyi was disgusted when he looked at it, and several contacts with the disciples of the Heavenly King Dao were unpleasant, which made him a little disappointed in this sect from the bottom of his heart.
Moreover, the style of the righteous gate is like this, and the whole rivers and lakes are muddy and rotten.
"I'm sorry I made a mistake and disturbed you, I'm really sorry. ”
"What's the use of apologizing? The girl you possessed is going to die, how can you pay it back?" Liu Xiaoyi stabbed the other party in the lower abdomen with a punch, hitting him with both legs, and almost lost his breath.
"You let go of me, I'll give her soul power. ”
Liu Xiaoyi didn't dare to let go, for fear that the other party would become a wronged soul and do something, this person seemed to know what Liu Xiaoyi was worried about, and said with a wry smile: "Your predecessor broke my Dao heart, and I can't live anymore, so I will scatter my soul to repay the girl, which can be regarded as the retribution I deserve." ”
"You're not dead yet? I don't believe that unjust look. As he spoke, he let go of his palm, the other party took a breath, pinched his hands and said something in his mouth, and his whole body emitted a soft green light, and wisps flew into the body of the unconscious eldest lady behind him.
"The path of cultivation is endless, if you don't meet your predecessors today, the disciple will be enchanted and worshiped by the Taoist Xuanzi!"
Liu Xiaoyi was dumbfounded, and there was such a wonderful thing that was touched by himself, the other party couldn't afford it, with the green light, the figure gradually faded, "I have a fate with the kid, but the soul body is empty, only a key to the cave is given to you, so I can keep ......"
After a while, the soul disappeared completely, leaving a quaint bronze key on the ground, engraved with some unknown symbols.
"Have you ever seen all cultivators like this?"
Meng Qiaoqiao shook her head, what she had seen the most was that her master was cheating everywhere, playing some tricks and eating with her mouth, and she had never encountered the Taoism of the Eight Classics a few times.
"Who is Dao Xuanzi?" Liu Xiaoyi asked the second question, but Meng Qiaoqiao still didn't know.
"Your master won't teach you the ability to eat and drink, see if you don't understand anything......"
"Don't talk nonsense, don't you understand?" Meng Qiaoqiao was just about to quarrel with him, when a third person coughed in the room.
The eldest lady woke up! After absorbing the pure soul power and replenishing it in time, the originally exhausted fire of life was rekindled and breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Qiaoqiao took out the Qi Replenishing Pill and used mana to put it into her mouth, "Don't speak yet, wait until your soul is stable before you speak." ”
The two people who were waiting outside heard that there was no news in the room, and they couldn't bear it, and after wandering around a few times, Ma Wu quietly pushed open the gap in the road and saw the eldest lady sitting on the ground, panting.
"Miss, I miss Ma Wu!" Woo woo woo ......" Ma Wu was quite old, but he crawled to the eldest lady and cried bitterly.
"If you don't want her to die, shut up!" A piece of compound paper was accurately pasted on his mouth, sealing Ma Wu's voice.
When the soul is fragile, it needs time to calm and recuperate, so as not to overdo it and cause the soul to drift away.