Chapter Fifty-Nine: Gifted

"The direction of the deduction of the Eight Yan Array...... pointed to Daoxuan. ”

After opening his eyes, Song Yiren immediately said the guidance he had received, and he described the scene he saw in the formation.

"The Scarlet Fire should be the 'Willing Power Fire' that the Eastern Realm intends to obtain, and the formation finally reveals a vague figure. ”

"I saw a young monk in a large robe, standing on the top of a high mountain, his eyes scarlet and full of fire. ”

Song Yiren rubbed his forehead and muttered, "If I'm not mistaken...... Is it Ritsuko Daoxuan?"

He suddenly remembered the tragic scene he had witnessed outside Mingsha Mountain.

Ritsuko's comrades all died unexpectedly, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

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Crescent Mountain, the third bamboo building.

The moonlight was hazy, shining in front of the house, and a young man in a green shirt waited anxiously.

The wooden door of the bamboo building is not closed, there is wind coming and going, blowing the wind chimes at the corner of the eaves, and the faint moonlight is like a dragon dancing.

During the day, in the Xiaoyu Mountain Dojo, the master of the puffy rock was hit hard by the "Fat Head Tuo", he followed the words of the lark, after the competition, he cautiously came to the Crescent Mountain, the guards here received the will of the owner of the third bamboo building in advance, and did not stop it, and checked the token talisman of the dojo and let it go directly.

The master was injured by a "wound to the soul", can it really be healed?

Pu Yan pursed his lips, when he came to Crescent Mountain, the young Mr. Skylark came out to greet him personally, but he looked a little tired, presumably after the battle of the gods and souls in the daytime, no one would be so comfortable...... The time interval between my visits is really short, I wonder how Mr. Skylark is recovering?

He really didn't dare to bother to heal.

Through the paper window, he could see the blurred scene in the bamboo building, the master had been silent since the morning competition, his spirit had been severely injured, and at this moment his consciousness had fallen into a daze, and after being moved to the house by the pumice rock, he maintained a bowed posture and sat on the ground on his knees, while Mr. Skylark sat cross-legged, raised one arm, and rested his five fingers on his back.

The swarming moonlight rippled around the two of them.

Circle by circle of air engines.

It is hard to imagine that the Divine Soul Technique could induce such a vision.

"The sea of gods is shattered, the dragon is reshaped, the bright moon is bright, and the soul of heaven is cast. ”

The sound of nothingness, as the lark's lips buzzed, sounded around the bamboo building, the sound was first small, then expanded, and finally shrouded in the sky above the bamboo building, turning into a white light enchantment, where the sacred and majestic aura condensed.

His mind was peaceful.

Regarding the treatment method of "Divine Soul Injury", dozens of "feasible" methods are entangled in the sea of gods, and they are dissected one by one at this moment.

A lark is a man who walks the talk.

The monks don't speak.

He made a promise to Mr. Ning to do his best to cure Pei Lingsu...... On the way to Lingshan, he will do his best to try the method he has come up with.

Pei Lingsu's divine soul is in a semi-closed state, because of the action of the "White Emperor", the outer layer of the Shenhai is covered with a layer of ice, which cannot be completely broken, and the ice is not broken, then the Shenhai will become more and more bleak, until one day it cannot resist erosion, and the Shenhai falls.

And in the Xiaoyushan Dojo, choosing to help this young man named "Fuyan" is not only because of compassion.

This pair of master and apprentice who depend on each other for their lives reminds the lark of himself a long time ago.

There is another reason...... He needed to try his own theories.

This is not a kind of irresponsibility, on the contrary, it is a kind of responsibility.

The master of the pumice rock, if it is carried down like this, then even if the little Leiyin Temple is compassionate, in the face of such a degree of injury to the soul, I am afraid that there is nothing to help, not to mention that every year, the bathing Buddha puja, there are Shura hurting people's incidents, and it has become a rule that does not need to be deliberately reminded when encountering Shura.

There will be no one to rescue them.

No one will be saved.

The lark only said one word to the pumice.

"I do my best, and if it doesn't work out, don't blame me. ”

He really couldn't make a perfect promise to that young man...... The master taught him a lot of divine soul magic, and with the art of sealing, engraved in the sea of souls, after leaving the small Xun Temple, it seems that the seal was unintentionally broken, every time he closed his eyes in the carriage to recuperate, a large number of memories poured in, about the "quit dust" in the early years of saving people, the accumulated experience, now in his body, it is like a self-taught, no need to teach at all.

The master of the pumice rock, the soul was injured by an external force.

It's like a whole piece of porcelain, cracks have appeared.

If you want to make up for it, it's as simple as repairing the crack...... This kind of soul injury, the difficulty of repairing it, is not at the same level as Miss Pei's.

The lark silently recited in his heart, he used the "moon introduction method" in the master's memory, and the moonlight and starlight were induced, with the help of soul thoughts, which could have an excellent healing effect on the broken souls, the only drawback was that it consumed too much of his soul thoughts.

He has to go to the big competition tomorrow and do his best, if he overdraws too much, it is not a good thing.

Wade across the river.

After exploring the situation of Master Fuyan's soul in detail, the bottom of the lark's heart actually let go slightly, in his opinion, this injury is lighter than he imagined, even if the "Moon Guiding Method" can't be cured directly, it can stabilize the injury, and after waiting for Dabi, his mental strength is stable, and he can also cure it.

Case...... Then there's no need to rush.

Try all your ideas.

The lark practiced in retreat in Xiaoxun Temple, and also ordered the incense guests who entered the temple, and also rescued the "destined people", but this is the first time that the "disease of the soul" was removed in the real sense.

Mr. Ning has a great kindness to himself.

He can't try it lightly.

A large number of divine soul memories need a carrier to digest.

The master of the floating rock is the best candidate at present, the lark took a light breath, closed his eyes, and the rumbling thunder echoed in the sea of gods, and a clear vein rolled, in addition to the "moon introduction method", there were also "confluence", "dividing the canal", and "unifying"...... Many Divine Soul Sacred Techniques appeared in his memory, and these strange and familiar words, accompanied by the old voice of the deceased master, flowed at the moment when the lark used his mind, his fingers were extremely stable, and his expression became more and more calm.

It's like he's born with a ...... Talent.

Open.

The young lark, with eyes as deep as the sea, behind him, an old man in an ancient linen robe with a kind face, seemed to conjure up a posture of curling smoke, making the same movements as him.

Raise your arms and drop your fingers, as if you were landing on a chessboard.

The back of Master Fuyan is the chessboard, and countless meridians have become vertical and horizontal ravines on the chessboard.

That familiar voice sounded softly in the lark's head.

"This disease should be treated like this. ”

The boy was stunned.

He raised his head thoughtfully, and at the same time, the illusion of countless moonlight gathering behind him immediately shattered, and the young man who looked up saw nothing, the breeze was howling, and the stars were shining.

Long...... I didn't hear Master's voice anymore.