Frost and snow

Song Lan played the flute continuously for a day and a night.A-Qing didn't dare to make a sound to disturb her, so she crouched by her side until he stopped playing the flute.

Song Lan had to stop.Although he was strong, he always used his own soul power as the price to urge the talisman to chant the spell, and Xiao Xingchen's soul was still a fairy no matter how damaged it was, so repairing it would be half the effort with half the effort and the consumption would be huge.If Song Lan persisted forcefully, his own soul would be shattered due to excessive injuries, and on the contrary, Xiao Xingchen would be hurt by his collapse, and the loss outweighed the gain.

Seeing him sitting cross-legged, A-Qing was anxious but didn't dare to make a sound. She squatted beside him and watched eagerly. Song Lan raised her hand and handed her the jade flute, asking A-Qing to play the Soul Sutra for him.

"Seven Stars Fixing Soul Sutra" is not a soul song that is only aimed at the mind of the school like "Fixing Star Soul" made by Baoshan Sanren, but an ordinary soul-fixing mantra that can be used by those with unstable souls. Only those who can play can play.A-Qing has long been united with body and soul, and has practiced for many years, so she learned this song, and in the past few years, she has often purified her mind and solidified her soul for Song Lan.

After the song was over, and again and again, Song Lan opened his eyes after three rounds of the song. Although he was still indifferent and stiff, there was still an unconcealable tiredness in his eyes.A-Qing was so tired that she was out of breath even after playing the three songs, and asked Song Lan again and again if the Taoist priest had something to do.

Song Lan nodded, and wrote with his fingers hanging in the air: "He's fine, Ding Xinghun may save Xingchen." After thinking for a while, he wrote, "You don't have enough fairy spirit, so you can't play this song for now. But my soul power is enough. When I'm exhausted, you still need to practice more to help me recover, and it won't be too late to learn Star Fixation after your spells improve."

"Okay!" A-Qing hastily agreed, knowing that at this time she could not be willful.When she was happy, tears rolled down her cheeks again, crying just like when she first regained her senses, but she no longer had to worry about being overwhelmed by grief and joy.

From this day on, Song Lan and the two stopped hunting at night, and spent three hours a day playing "Fixing Star Soul" for Xiao Xingchen, and spent another six hours in the tomb to raise Yin evil spirits and listen to "Seven Stars Fixing Soul Sutra". The remaining three hours were used to teach A-Qing to practice more powerful fairy spells.

This cycle goes on day after day, month after month, year after year.Maybe it's the 20 years of nurturing and accumulating, or maybe it's the proper spell to fix the star soul.Only three years later, Xiao Xingchen's gray-spotted soul at first became emerald green and round like a firefly flickering after continuous fusion with green silk charms.

Song Lan carefully maintained the restoration of the soul by the spell. After Xiao Xingchen's soul no longer responded to the "Soul of the Star", he began to look for a new corpse suitable for the possession of a fairy.

There are so many beautiful places in the south of the Yangtze River. When Song Lan and Song Lan found this place, the spring water suddenly warmed up.The sound of birds and birds is everywhere, and the grass and trees are green and full of life.

Although A-Qing is a big girl, she always has a bit of a girlish and lively temperament. When she has nothing to do, she picks up a bamboo branch and holds it in her hand to beat it.After a while, they ran away without a trace, and at some point they would suddenly pop out from in front of or behind Song Lan.

Song Lan carried Shuanghua on her back and walked slowly along the path in the forest.Suddenly, A-Qing exclaimed, he tapped his toes, landed behind A-Qing, and caught sight of the person lying on his back on the muddy ground.

The man was dressed in white and green, with a plain crown and blue silk, but unfortunately he had no breath, and his limbs were cold. He must have been a good son in troubled times when he was alive, but somehow he was abandoned in the wilderness.

"Hands and feet are stiff. I haven't been dead for long. Can I use them for the Taoist priest?" A-Qing knelt down beside the dead body and joined hands in obeisance. A faint shadow drifted out of her peripheral vision and hid behind a piece of green bamboo.A-Qing really wanted to pretend not to see it, but Song Lan did.He flipped his wrist and held the jade flute horizontally, urging A-Qing to light the yin-yang incense, ready to ask the spirit.

If Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji and the others would be amazed here, they would never have thought that there are still people in this world who can create their own spells.Among the immortal sects, inheritance is the most important. All mantras, methods, spells, and formulas are regarded as the secrets of the sect and are not allowed to be passed on to the outside world, let alone the disciples of the sect are not allowed to practice or teach themselves any spells.

The more famous the family, the stricter it is, so that most of the disciples of the immortal family are staid, unwilling to accept foreign things, and the spells they use are also dull and rigid.Because of this, Wei Wuxian was regarded as an outlier, and was disliked by the world, who accused him of putting the cart before the horse and neglecting human relationships.

Unexpectedly, Song Zichen, who also came from a famous family and was called Aoxue Lingshuang, also started to take the "evil way" of creating his own magic.

What they didn't know was that although Song Zichen was pure and proud, his pride lay in his strength of character rather than his blood.During his lifetime, he and Xiao Xingchen became best friends because both of them were not limited to the descendants of famous families, nor did they reject new methods. It's a pity that the two of them have undergone great changes, otherwise they would definitely create a new school and recruit talents regardless of style.

The art of asking spirits is owned by Gusu Lan's family, and there is absolutely no intention to pass it on to outsiders.Song Lan will not make it difficult for others, and Lan's Wenling needs to cooperate with his own mentality, even if Lan Wangji is willing to teach him, he will not be able to learn it.

Ordinary people are very wise, psychic witches or Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and Dharma, all have the custom of burning incense to worship ancestors and still asking gods.Song Lan's spirit questioning technique was inspired by this. Although he still used sound to answer, he needed the fragrance of yin and yang as a medium to communicate between the two worlds, and it had little effect on his soul.

A-Qing took some time to choose a place to burn incense and stood sideways, Song Lan took the lead, flicking her fingers, the talisman swayed lightly with the smoke, drifting unsteadily towards the back of the bamboo.