soul repair

Ji Qingyan looked like something urgent had happened, no one dared to ask anything, he left Qi Ning in Sucheng to wait, and rushed to Shangqing Palace impatiently.Qi Ning was furious, but was bound by the agreement with Ji Qingyan, and had to stay in Sucheng to watch over the captured man.

He rushed back day and night, and when he returned to Shangqing Palace, it was already six or seven days later, and there were lifeless corpses lying in the dusty courtyard of Bumenian Mountain.

Shi Knocking had already felt that something was wrong, and his mood was disturbed. The moment he saw the corpse, the portrait seemed to have turned into ice.He sat down next to the corpse, sitting motionless, Guan Lingdao was talking to him nervously, but he couldn't hear anything.

"The disciples found him when they were patrolling the mountain. There was no trace on his body, and he died peacefully." Sanchen stood quietly.

Shi Knocking's voice was hoarse and trembling: "Who killed it?"

"Soul cultivator killed it?" Ji Qingyan looked down at the corpse.Soul cultivators kill people, but they can't see it physically.

"Maybe, or maybe not, but he died in Shangqing Palace." Sanchen pointed to the black jar held by the disciple beside him, "Do you recognize this?"

Guan Lingdao suddenly felt cold.Even though it was covered with ice and snow in winter, why was this jar dug out?

"This is the horcrux that suddenly disappeared in the water city." The stone knocking sound blurted out.

"Some disciples dug it out from the back mountain of Muzhe Palace. There is a lot of soul energy in it. I don't know why. It may be brought in by soul cultivators, or someone may want us to think that there are soul cultivators in Shangqing Palace. .”

"Is this related to my brother's death?"

"What did the old Palace Master find out?" Ji Qingyan asked Sanchen softly.

"Shi Yunsheng must have discovered something to make people kill people." Sanchen said in a low voice, "Come in with me, I'll talk to you in detail."

Stone knocking sound looked down at the corpse on the bed.

Guan Lingdao didn't dare to leave, and sat quietly beside the sound of the stone knocking, as silent as a sculpture.Is the murderer the soul cultivator who gave him the altar, or someone else?Just from the outside, it really looks like it was killed by a soul cultivator.

After a long time, Ji Qingyan came out from the dusty room.

"What did the old Palace Master say?" Guan Lingdao raised his head.

"It's nothing, I'm going down the mountain, you guys go back to sleep." Ji Qingyan took Song Guchai away from Sleepless Mountain.

Guan Lingdao waited silently by the bedside with Shi Knocking, and passed the night unknowingly. In the early morning, the snow stopped outside and the light was bright, but Shi Knocking still stayed by and did not want to leave. Guan Lingdao persuaded him He didn't listen to him either, so he had to follow his will.

I don't think about food and tea, and I don't know how many days have passed in a daze.

That evening, Shi Knocking was sitting on the edge of the bed without even changing his position. Guan Lingdao pushed him to stand up haggardly: "Go back to your room and rest, I'll watch over here."

People have been dead for many days, and even their souls have dissipated. No matter how long they stay here, they are just corpses.Shi Knocking refused to sit still, Guan Lingdao forced him to go out: "It's good to go out to get some air."

Shi Knocking stood in front of the door in a daze for a moment, then left the Sleepless Mountain, and flew in the mountains in a daze, with nowhere to go, and unknowingly returned to the house where he and Shi Yunsheng lived.Everything was as usual, clean, tidy, and spotless, except that it was deserted, with boots neatly arranged behind the door, and Shi Yunsheng's cloak lying on the wooden chair, which he wore on the observation deck when it snowed.

How did he die? He only left for a few days, less than 20 days?

Unable to feel that the room is dark, it doesn't matter whether the lamp is on or not, Shi Knocking Sheng sat down on the wooden chair by the table, quietly hugging Shi Yunsheng's cloak.Jun Mo didn't know where he went since yesterday, and he didn't want to look for it. At this time, he couldn't think of anything, but only thought of Shi Yunsheng.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and after an unknowingly long time of drowsiness, Shi Knock suddenly felt that something was tightly wrapping around his wrist, trying to pull him out of his deep sleep.

Junmo.

Jun Mo lay quietly on the table, staring at him with dark eyes, silently spit out the letter.This is nothing, what really makes him feel a little weird is that the thick brush that he has used for many years is lying on the table for some reason.

The writing brush is not a rare thing, he has been using it since he was ten years old, and when he was 12 years old, he was forced to leave home with his elder brother, so he carried it with him nostalgic.Jun Mo liked this writing brush when he was a child, and occasionally bit it when it was curled up, and he snatched it from the snake's mouth several times.

Shi Knocking didn't think too much, and put the brush on his body casually: "What do you want to do?" Jun Mo seemed to have something to say, and he crawled out on his own. Something was wrong with it, and it also flew to catch up unconsciously.

It was snowing lightly, and Jun Mo meandered on the snow, leaving a whip-like mark on the ground.For a long time, it stopped on the shore of Qiong Lake with the sound of stone knocking. In the dark night, there was something light blue burning on the ground, flickering like a flame.

The stone knocked and squatted down. The burning stone was clearly a blue stone. The stone was the most common, and it was everywhere on the shore of Qionghu Lake.

It's not Lingshi. Lingshi is mined underground and has a different texture.This is not a spirit stone left here by someone.

Then this can only be the soul stone.

After a person dies, the soul floats with nowhere to rely on, and advanced soul cultivators forcibly trap it in objects for future use in cultivation.There are not many soul cultivators with advanced cultivation bases, and most of the young soul stones don't know its existence.

So whose soul is trapped in this stone, and who died in the Shangqing Palace recently?

The sound of stone knocking burst into tears.His breath suddenly rushed, he picked up the soul stone, and walked towards the Sleepless Mountain without stopping.

"Lingdao, Guan Lingdao!" Shi Yunsheng's body was still lying on the bed, Guan Lingdao leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, Shi Knocking shook his shoulder desperately, "Get up and listen to me, my brother is inside!"

Guan Lingdao opened his eyes suddenly: "What, where is it?"

In front of him was a glowing blue stone, Guan Lingdao had never seen such a thing before, he held it in his hand and said, "Is your brother in there?"

"Hmm." Shi Yunsheng didn't know much about the soul stone, "I know that when the soul is trapped in the soul stone, it won't dissipate for a while, but I don't know how long."

In other words, if Shi Yunsheng's soul is trapped in the soul stone, then he hasn't really "dead" yet.Who did this and why?

"I won't..." He doesn't know how to lure the soul out of the soul stone, and after that, how can he prevent Shi Yunsheng's soul from dissipating?

Shi Knocking's face was also ugly: "The third palace master has a way, but he is not here, even if he is invited back immediately, it will take several days."

The soul does not know whether it is alive or dead, and if it waits for a few more days, it may all turn into soul energy.

Guan Lingdao's forehead was dripping with sweat, he stood up suddenly and walked out the door, Shi knocked and looked at him in a daze: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going out for a walk."

He responded casually as if perfunctory, and went out the door in a daze, Shi Knocking sound hurriedly followed, but saw that he had already flown to nowhere, at a loss as to what to do, he sat down beside Shi Yunsheng.

"Brother." A tear fell on the stiff and cold hand.

Guan Lingdao's six gods flew towards the back mountain without a master. There is a soul-attracting technique in the Luohun Mantra, as long as you learn how to apply it on this soul stone, you may be able to attract the soul of Shi Yunsheng.

But what about after it is brought out?He performed soul art in front of everyone in the Shangqing Palace, and he didn't want to live anymore?

Think about it again, maybe there is another way!

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, but Guan Lingdao couldn't control it so much. He came to the lake where Luohun's secret formula was hidden in the back mountain, smashed the frozen lake, and stretched out his hand to shake the black iron embedded in the mud. Take out the box.

His mood at the moment was surging like sea water, what on earth was he trying to do, the soul-inducing technique might not be able to save Shi Yunsheng, and might not be able to find the person who killed Shi Yunsheng, but he wanted to compensate himself, no matter how he thought about it, it was wrong.

Sitting quietly for a whole night, I think that people learn especially fast when they are nervous, and they have learned a little bit in a few hours.He stood up and beat the falling snow on his body, his body was frozen stiff, he put away the Luohun Mantra in a black iron box, and headed towards the Sleepless Mountain.

Casting a soul spell in front of Sanchen, the old man's gaze was like a torch, and he couldn't escape no matter what.

Guan Lingdao didn't dare to think deeply, so he wiped his face and walked into the dusty courtyard. Shi Knocking was pacing anxiously. When he saw him, he stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: "Where have you been? I'm looking for you." Couldn't find it all night."

Guan Lingdao smiled reluctantly, but couldn't find a reason for a while: "I don't know how to draw the soul out of the soul stone, so I found a place to think hard, but I can't think of—"

Gritting his teeth in his heart, maybe this is God's will. He secretly practiced the soul art for so long, but in fact, it was just to avenge Shi Yunsheng who had been kind to him, and find out the traitor in Shangqing Palace?

Or maybe he was lucky and no one found out, who knows?

"Unexpectedly, after I meditated all night, I actually—" Guan Lingdao's heart froze, and he spoke nonsense.

"That shouldn't just disappear without a sound." The sound of the knock on the stone interrupted him, pulling him nervously into the room, and hurriedly said, "My brother, my brother's soul has been packed in the Xuanji box by the playboy, Come and help me listen."

What?Already brought out?Can't turn around for a while.

The soul stone on the table was unremarkable, and it turned out to be an ordinary stone without any brilliance.

Sitting next to Shi Yunsheng was a man who seemed to be very tall. His clothes were white, but a cluster of refined orchids was painted in ink and wash, from the hem of the clothes to his waist.Even if Guan Lingdao didn't know how to paint, he knew that it was a rare calligraphy, and his eyes fell on the orchids in the empty valley involuntarily.

This painting was not printed, but painted directly with pen and ink. What kind of hobby does this person have? No matter how good the painting is, it is unheard of to wear it on the body.

Shi Kousheng was anxious in his heart, but he was calm in front of the guests, bowed his head and waited for them to greet each other, and looked at his brother lying on the bed from time to time.

"I'm going on the Huacai trip. A few days ago, brother Ji sent a letter with Huoyang paper, asking me to come to Shangqing Palace to help." The man didn't pay much attention to him, and put the black box in his hand on the table. I put it in the Xuanji box, I don’t know if I’m dead or alive—can you listen to the soul?”

Guan Lingdao nodded. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he didn't need to perform the soul art in public, and his mood suddenly relaxed. Only then did he realize that his back was soaked.

It turned out that this person was a Huacai Xing, a Huacai Xing who was blowing the wind across Nuan Huajian in the dark.

According to legend, among the four sons of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Ji Qingyan was a cold and cold celestial being, unacceptable to get close to, but the colorful tour was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, approachable and approachable.The two have very different personalities, and they have never heard of any relationship, but they unexpectedly appeared at this moment.

He looked at the black box in the man's hand, Ji Qingyan also had one, made of high-quality sandalwood above the Red Sandalwood Palace, faintly exuding sandalwood, it is said that when the soul is taken in, at least half a year, at most decades, it will not fly away .

So is Shi Yunsheng dead?