Love Eater [Quick Transmigration]

It is a very complicated and troublesome thing to construct the Nine Heavens Immortal Ting's Soul Extinguishing Formation.

If Zhen Li hadn't spent two full years and failed to make Zhen Xuan's soul fly away, he would not have resorted to this last move.

First of all, this large formation must be built on the spirit descending platform of Haoyuan Peak, so that it can communicate with the immortals outside the sky and make them destroy the souls of demon cultivators.

Secondly, millions of high-level spirit stones and various precious talisman materials are needed, which is very expensive and the process is cumbersome.

Fortunately, Zhenli got Zhenxuan's mustard space, which contains the life savings of Hong Chen's ancestors, so he doesn't have to worry too much about the expenses; and the cumbersome formation process is obviously something that Zhenli can't complete alone in a short period of time, so he called in Mu Ming and more than a dozen elders from Haoyuan Peak participated together.

After receiving a letter from Zhenli on the boat that day, Mu Ming and Lu Wei returned to Haoyuan Peak and helped Zhenli build a large formation.

As a result, Mu Ming wore the stars and the moon, went out early and returned late, and was so busy with Lu Wei that he often couldn't take a picture all day long.

He didn't completely lie to Lu Wei, he just said that he was helping the head to build the formation, and it would be good to be busy for a while; but he didn't tell Lu Wei that he helped Zhenli build this formation to kill Zhenxuan's soul.

Lu Wei saw Zhen Li's letter to Mu Ming on the boat. Of course he knew what Mu Ming was doing, but he pretended not to know.

Every day, he waters the flowers, draws a picture, rides a horse and takes a walk in the nearby woods; recently, the grapes in the yard are ripe, and he picked half of them, and started to make wine by himself as in previous years. It is very free and easy.

Seeing Lu Wei's ignorant appearance, Mu Ming felt more at ease.

Two months later, on Haoyuan Peak's altar, the Nine Heavens Immortal Ting's Soul Extinguishing Formation was successfully constructed.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright and clear, and the new wine has been brewed.

In the green brick courtyard and under the grape trellis, there is a round bamboo table, on which there are moon cakes, steamed crabs and other festive foods, as well as various wines, snacks and dishes.

Lu Wei and Mu Ming sat opposite each other. Mu Ming raised his glass of wine to Lu Wei, touched him, and said with emotion: "Remembering back then, although our family was poor, we were also family reunions. At this time of year, my mother would make some Moon cakes, cook a few delicious dishes, and buy half a catty of thin wine for the festival. Now my parents and sister are gone, but fortunately there are two brothers... Come, big brother, I respect you."

Mu Ming has been cultivating Taoism for a long time, and has long lost his desire for food, but he can still drink a few cups of wine and taste some taste.

After clinking glasses with Lu Wei, he raised his neck and drank the wine in one gulp, full of emotion and depression in his heart.

Just because tonight is not only the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also the night when the Nine Heavens Immortal Ting's soul-killing formation is opened and the soul of Zhenxuan dissipates.

After he helped Zhenli build a large formation, because he felt uneasy, he found a reason and proposed not to participate in the next action to execute Zhenxuan.

Even knowing how things are going to play out, it always feels better to not have seen it with your own eyes.

That's why I had the leisure to spend this Mid-Autumn Festival with Lu Wei.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Lu Wei drank it all in one gulp. Then he smiled slightly at Mu Ming, stood up from the bamboo chair, stepped out of the grape arbor, and came to the courtyard under the moonlight as bright as silver.

Fang waved his hand, and saw a blue lyre floating in front of Lu Wei.

The color of this piano is clear, as if it is placed on the green leaves, the color of dew that is about to drip.

Fiddle three or two times, the strings are smooth, round and even, light and distant.

It was the Haotian ring pendant that Zhenxuan presented to Lu Wei back then.

"Brother... do you want to play the piano?"

Mu Ming was feeling a little confused, and before he had time to think about it, he heard a song "Return to the Hometown of Dreams" pouring out from Lu Wei's fingertips.

This qin melody comes from Liu Yanxu's poem——

Returning to the dream is like spring water, leisurely circling the hometown.

As soon as the first note of the piano music was played, the environment around Mu Ming changed.

Here is no longer a blue brick courtyard melted by the moonlight, but a wall made of yellow mud and a roof of straw thatch under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The big yellow dog, who can shepherd and watch the house, lay quietly outside the door, sticking out its rough tongue from time to time, and licking its black and wet nose.

Mu Xixi was wearing homespun clothes, had just fed the chickens, and held two eggs that had just been taken out of the chicken coop in his hand. He walked over to him and said timidly, "Second brother is back from school."

Hearing what she said, Mu Ming looked at himself, and found that he was wearing blue cloth shoes with layered soles, muslin clothes cut by his mother himself, and he was carrying a bookcase on his back.

So I thought vaguely in my heart, I really went home from school.

Because he has been smart since he was a child, he is good at reading, and he has a plan in his heart. Although Mu Xixi is his biological sister, she has a certain distance and awe from him, and she is always timid when seeing him. .

He didn't think much of it before, but for some reason now, he felt that the brothers and sisters should be closer, so he smiled at Mu Xixi: "Little sister, I'm back."

Step into the main room, put down the bookcase, and smell the aroma of cooking in the kitchen.

His mother leaned out half of her body from behind the half-worn blue earthen cloth curtain in the kitchen, and said to him, "Erlang, wait for your father and elder brother to come back later, and we'll start dinner, do you want to eat some pancakes first? "

He agreed, and soon saw his mother bring over the omelette that Zhang had just spread out on a rough clay plate, and said with a loving smile, "When my Erlang is growing up, he can't be hungry."

Mu Ming washed his hands, grabbed the omelette and took a bite, chewing slowly in his mouth.

For some reason, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it.

……

It stands to reason that a monk like Mu Ming no longer needs to sleep, nor will he be confused by dreams.

However, the Haotian ring pendant is the treasure of Haoyuan Peak, and the illusion it creates is different from the dream, enough to make any powerful person in this world indulge in it and be unable to break free to wake up.

The melody of "Returning to the Hometown of Dreams" flows in the night of the green brick courtyard, and when the melody reaches halfway, I see a middle-aged servant woman who is busy in the kitchen lying down and sleeping soundly under the stove; It fell among several green chrysanthemums that bloomed just right, making a slight snoring sound.

Mu Ming put his elbows on the round table and rested his chin with his hands, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his slender eyelashes cast two light black curves on his face, sinking into a sound dream.

I forgot when and where I was, and I couldn't remember my true colors.

Just indulge in the hometown 200 years ago, nothing happened in time, no life and death, it is nostalgic and memorable.

After Lu Wei finished playing a piece, there was silence all around.

Goodbye, Mu Ming.

Looking at Mu Ming's sleeping face, Lu Wei said silently in his heart.

Then he turned around with his qin in his arms, left the green brick courtyard where he had lived for more than two years, and headed towards Haoyuan Peak's Lingling Altar.

……

The Lingling Terrace is the most sacred place on Haoyuan Peak, except for the snow-capped mountain top.

Here, the monks who step into the threshold of the Tao can receive the same gift from the celestial spirits after the worship ceremony, and it is a place where they can communicate with the sky.

So usually, all the monks look up at this place in awe, and rarely step here unless necessary.

What's more, in the past two months, Zhenli has issued a no-entry order in the vicinity, and there are absolutely no idle people around.

On the Lingling Altar, countless and complicated red dao patterns flickered on and off, forming a large formation with a diameter of tens of feet.Zhen Li stood in front of the formation with a dozen or so Haoyuanfeng elders, looking solemnly at Zhenxuan, who was dressed in ragged clothes and knelt at the eye of the formation.

In the past two years, no one has seen Zhenxuan except Zhenli.Those who saw Zhenxuan again were inevitably shocked.

In the past, Zhenxuan was built of ice and snow, with a noble temperament and a heavenly appearance; but now he is so thin that he is out of shape, haggard and pale, with sunken cheeks and dull eyes, and he can no longer see his original physical appearance.

Only the crimson mark of the fallen demon proves that he is Zhenxuan without a doubt.

Seeing this situation, although the elders felt a little sad, they have been persuaded by Zhenli——

The ancestor passed away, and the Xuanxuan fell into the devil. Paper will not wrap fire forever.If Hao Yuanfeng wants to maintain the status of the first fairy sect, he must refine Zhenxuan into a Taoist zombie.

At this moment, the full moon is gradually moving above the dark blue sky, and it is about to arrive at the calculated time for the grand formation to launch.

After the launch of the Nine Heavens Immortal Thunder Soul Extinguishing Formation, it became weaker and stronger, and a total of seven divine thunders landed.

After the seven thunders fell, even a half-step flying immortal like Zhenxuan, he would definitely not be able to escape the ghost.

Zhen Li raised his eyes to look at the sky, the time had come, he stretched out his hand to grab it from mid-air, and a small seven-color flag appeared in his palm.

He looked at Zhenxuan, the seven-color flag waved and fell.

Immediately, in the sky, robbery clouds surged, and a bucket-thick red thunder fell from the sky, making a loud bang, and hitting Zhenxuan at the eye of the formation.

For more than two years, Zhen Xuan was whipped three hundred lashes every day by Zhen Li, enduring the pain of tearing his mind and soul. He thought he was in extreme pain, but who knew that the red thunder fell on him, so he couldn't help it Raising his neck, he screamed in the eyes of the formation.

He was originally a self-controlled, high-ranking person, but now the thin tendons on his forehead, neck, and back of his hands are sprouting, his face is distorted, and he screams loudly under the eyes of everyone, it can be seen that he is in extreme pain.

"Junior Brother Zhenxuan, if I knew today, why did I do it in the first place?" Zhen Li sighed, "It's too late to repent now, this is just the beginning."

After the red thunder fell, within a short while, the Jieyun above Zhenxuan's head condensed again.

Zhenxuan was naked, lying on the ground in embarrassment, panting, countless lines flickering under his body, feeling desolate and hopeless in his heart, full of resentment and bitterness.

What he despaired of was that he would not be able to escape this disaster tonight; what he complained was that his lover who had been in love for 200 years would be separated from him forever.

Mu Ming must have protected Lu Wei very well, and did not teach Lu Wei to know any news about himself.In the long time to come, presumably Lu Wei will forget himself little by little, accept Mu Ming little by little, and from then on, the music will be harmonious and the moon will be perfect.

But he never regretted it, and never will.

The orange thunder and lightning, after brewing in the robbery cloud for a while, with a more terrifying momentum than the red thunder before, fell from the sky towards Zhenxuan.

Zhenxuan clenched his teeth, trembling unconsciously, ready to meet the second thunder of soul-killing sky.

However, at this moment, a piano sound of "Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon" came from afar, slipping through the eardrums of all those present.

Even the second soul-killing sky thunder seemed to be confused by the beautiful piano sound, and paused in the air for a moment.

Lu Wei knelt on the back of a huge white dragon, stroking the strings with his ten fingers, and came with the wind, and then stopped in the sky above the Nine Heavens Immortal Thunder Soul Exterminating Formation, blocking the orange thunder that was about to descend, and Zhenxuan .

The author has something to say: Taoist priest, you are always attacking to save you~