Chapter 659: A lone wild goose holding a candle?

Guangyan struggled slightly in Ross's hand. The power of the seal had been consumed a lot, causing Guangyan to leak the aura of the magic weapon from time to time.

This aura felt familiar to Ning Zhuo, and he immediately thought of the precious ruler he had seen on the battlefield of Baizhi Immortal City before.

This precious ruler was obviously thrown by the Lord of Baizhi Fairy City. It has extraordinary power and is invincible on the battlefield!

But later, Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin took Ning Zhuo and went directly into the winding path and went to the underworld, and did not participate in the subsequent defensive battle.

Therefore, the city lord's clone did not know that he had taken the precious ruler out of the city to chase the enemy, and transformed the precious ruler into a light goose to attack Luo Si's troops, resulting in the loss of the treasure.

So, when Ning Zhuo saw Guang Yan, he felt strange, but his aura was familiar.

He looked at Ross: "Could this be..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Si nodded and told Ning Zhuo that this light goose was transformed from a treasure ruler. He captured it and sealed it in front of the battle formation, and kept it with him all the time.

Ning Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at Guang Yan closely.

His heart was touched by this, because the appearance of the wild goose made him think of a key piece of information involuntarily -

That prophetic poem!

The ghost tide surges and the white paper is in danger, a lone wild goose holds a candle and breaks through the sky curtain. The guest star should shine on the north of Wenshu, and the lights of all things will be bright and the catastrophe will be destroyed.

The paper man clone of the city lord told Ning Zhuo this poem directly, thinking that he was the savior of the White Paper Fairy City in the catastrophe.

Ning Zhuo has always felt so.

"This prophetic poem was predicted by the divination of Sangle Youling."

"It is a prediction made to resolve the disaster in Baizhi Xiancheng."

"Don't forget, Lord Wangchuan was punished by the mortal world, so the fate of the mortal world may have secretly helped Sangle Youling."

"This prophetic poem she composed was most likely prepared for me!"

"Perhaps this is the right way for me to defeat Lord Wangchuan and destroy his century-old conspiracy?"

Although Ning Zhuo is not as good as Confucian scholars like Wen Runyu in terms of literary attainments, his foundation is also very solid.

In Huoshixian City, he spent all year round in the library, reading a wide range of books.

Therefore, he knew that the solitary wild goose often refers to a wild goose that has left the flock, and its image is often seen in poetry. Many poets often use the sad cry of the solitary wild goose and its lonely figure to express their own feelings of loneliness, wandering, and career frustration.

Doesn’t this bare goose fit the meaning of the word “lonely wild goose” in the prophetic poem?

After Ning Zhuo had a natural association, he said to Luo Si: "Remove the seal a little."

Ross: ?

It was just a simple guess, which was very superficial and not enough for Ning Zhuo to give such orders.

The key point is that after he saw the light goose, he had a feeling in his heart that he could control this light goose!

It's magical, the feeling is very natural, like hands and feet in the human body, and there is a natural confidence in control.

Luo Si's face was slightly solemn. After thinking for a while, he decided to do as Ning Zhuo said.

Although he was puzzled and felt it was risky, he thought that since he had just arrived, he really needed to be more obedient to orders, and he thought of the old man with gray bones.

Luo Si exerted his strength carefully and slightly loosened the seal. The restraints on his body were reduced, and Guangyan became more active immediately.

Guangyan began to struggle.

The remaining seal began to be violently consumed by its power!

Luo Si's face quickly turned red, and he used all his magic power to assist in the seal and suppress the light goose.

Guang Yan struggled more and more vigorously, so much so that Luo Shang couldn't hold her steady, and her entire upper body began to shake.

All members of the Qingjiao Army had participated in the defense of Baizhi Immortal City, and they had witnessed the power of the Taisu Sanxing Ruler with their own eyes.

Just now, they had learned of Guangyan's identity from the conversation between Luo Si and Ning Zhuo. Seeing Guangyan struggling, they subconsciously took big steps back.

Ning Zhuo was extremely bold and took the initiative to step forward and extend his hand to Xiang Guangyan.

"Xiao Ma!" Qing Chi exclaimed, extremely concerned.

Ning Zhuo knew that if he didn't persuade Qing Chi, her personality would make her run over and hug him.

He turned to Qing Chi and smiled: "Don't worry, I am destined to be the savior of Baizhi Immortal City."

Qing Chi was lost in Ning Zhuo's confident smile, and hesitated: "But..."

Her shoulders were held down by Qing Yan.

Ning Zhuo turned his head, stared at Guang Yan, slowly stretched out his hand, and continuously shortened the distance between them.

Feeling Ning Zhuo's breath, Guang Yan reacted immediately. Miraculously, he stopped struggling and looked up and looked back at Ning Zhuo.

This strange sight caused everyone present to exclaim in unison.

Luo Si's pupils trembled slightly, and he had higher expectations for Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo slowly stretched out his hand, and as the distance between them got closer, Guang Yan became quieter and quieter. He stopped struggling and was no longer as restless as before.

Luo Si's expression became more and more serious. Although he had more confidence in Ning Zhuo, as the commander, he naturally had many concerns.

He was afraid that Guangyan's calmness was just an appearance, and that he was actually ready to strike, so he secretly accumulated strength to guard against possible crises.

Ning Zhuo's palm was getting closer and closer to Guang Yan.

It was an adventure, without a doubt!

Ning Zhuo felt a little dry in the mouth.

He had personally witnessed the Taisu Sanxing Ruler instantly disintegrating Sangle Youling. This precious ruler was extremely powerful, and even Jindan cultivators could hardly withstand a single blow.

Ning Zhuo himself is only at the foundation-building stage.

But no matter how anxious he was inside, Ning Zhuo always appeared calm and composed on the surface.

"The mechanical ring is also very quiet, which means I am not in danger!"

Ning Zhuo continued to extend his hand towards Guangyan.

Guangyan raised its head, rubbed Ning Zhuo's palm, and made a chirping sound.

The sound was loud and clear, creating ripples of white light that quickly spread around like sound waves.

Ning Zhuo was quickly swept by the light wave and was safe and sound.

Not only him, but the monks nearby were also not harmed.

Ning Zhuo was overjoyed. Although he didn't know why, the smile on his face became more determined and confident. He raised his voice slightly and said, "It's just as I expected!"

Jiao Ma's father's lips trembled with excitement.

He shouted in his heart: "The magic weapon recognized its master! Such a powerful magic weapon actually took the initiative to surrender to Jiao Ma. In name, doesn't it belong to my Jiao family? Great! This is great!"

Qing Chi was also so excited that he clasped his fists: "Xiao Ma, you are so awesome!"

Her eyes were shining with admiration for Ning Zhuo.

Qing Yan frowned: "But what exactly is going on?"

Ning Zhuo knew about the prophetic poems, but he didn't.

Ning Zhuo thought, "How can I know the reason?"

He was just hesitating whether to say the prophecy poem to gather ideas, when Luo Si had already figured it out: "I see."

Ning Zhuo was secretly stunned, but the arc of his mouth widened, and he looked at Luo Si in a testing gesture: "Tell me about it."

Luo Si subconsciously seized this opportunity to show off: "Scholar Xuan Su created the White Paper Fairy City. The paper doppelganger of the current city lord is his legacy. And this precious ruler is probably also his legacy. Young Master, since you are the savior of the White Paper Fairy City and the one chosen by fate in the world of the living, I'm afraid Scholar Xuan Su has already calculated this difficulty and made many arrangements to facilitate the resolution of this disaster in the future."

Qing Chi was shocked when he heard this: "I know Xuan Su, the scholar, but he has been dead for such a long time. Can you really calculate it for such a long time? So accurately?"

Luo Si glanced at Qing Chi, and confirmed in his heart that this ghost girl was a little silly. Didn't you see that other people didn't ask the same question?

On the one hand, Ross's answer was a response to Ning Zhuo and an explanation, and on the other hand, it was also an open speculation, creating a space for imagination and boosting military morale.

Therefore, even if you have doubts about this conjecture, you should keep them to yourself.

Qing Yan coughed and said loudly: "Yes, Lord Luo Si's guess should be the truth!"

As Qing Chi's father, he is a senior Jindan with rich life experience. He immediately spoke up and made amends for his daughter.

Jiao Ma's father was so excited that not only his lips trembled, but his whole body also shook.

He fell into reverie again: "My Jiao Ma is the savior, making Xuan Su scholar's treasure come to him on his own initiative. So according to this, Baizhi Xiancheng was also left by Xuan Su scholar, and it is also his treasure."

"My Jiao Ma should also be in charge of Baizhi Xiancheng. At least he is definitely qualified!"

"If one day, Jiao Ma becomes the mayor of Baizhi Immortal City, then wouldn't our Jiao family be..."

Jiao Ma's father's scalp tingled at the thought.

I made a lot of money, I made a lot of money.

After hearing this conversation between the top leaders, the entire Qingjiao Army became noisy and full of discussions.

As Ross expected, the morale of the Qingjiao Army was extremely stable, morale was rising steadily, and the military strength they could provide also soared.

Ning Zhuo's eyes flickered.

Ross's answer helped him fill in the missing key information, and he immediately knew the real reason.

"I was granted the position of deputy city lord by the Lord of Baizhi City."

"Although this was almost an honor in the White Paper Immortal City before, and it didn't have much actual power, it was real and not fake."

"Now it seems that the Taisu Sanxing Ruler, as a relic, can also be under my control because of my position as deputy city lord."

Ning Zhuo thought of the paper clone of the Lord of White Paper City again.

"That is also very likely. It is the heirloom of Xuansu scholar, but it was obtained by the city lord."

After figuring out the reason, Ning Zhuo turned to face the Qingjiao Army and shouted, "That's right!"

"I am the savior of the White Paper Fairy City, no, I am the savior of the entire Dark Swamp! I am the son of destiny of the world of the living, and I am also the greatest calamity for the Lord of Wangchuan!"

"Even if Lord Wangchuan is the ruler of the underworld, so what?"

"He has committed atrocities and brought disaster to the people. He has been planning for a hundred years just for his own selfish interests!"

"Such an evil person will inevitably fail miserably."

"We, the righteous army, will surely win!"

Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to boost morale.

The whole army cheers!

At this moment, Ning Zhuo's prestige in the Qingjiao army skyrocketed.

Everyone was extremely excited and reached a consensus - this must be a legendary battle, which would be widely circulated in the future for at least a hundred years. And they not only witnessed it with their own eyes, but also participated in it in person. What an honor it was!

Luo Si let out a breath, and his confidence increased.

If he wanted to add a seal, he would have to pay a huge price. Now he had just killed Master Hanyan and was not in good condition. Saving this effort gave him more confidence for the next crucial battle.

Guangyan completely broke free from the seal and circled around Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo tried to use his spiritual consciousness and easily controlled it.

"Go." He pointed at the swirling miasma in front of him.

The light goose was very obedient, flapping its wings and crashing into the giant miasma of turbid air. Wherever it went, the turbid air rolled endlessly and was separated.

However, even if the turbid air is analyzed and separated, it is still turbid air.

Guangyan flew a circle and returned to Ning Zhuo.

The turbid air is simply analyzed to be lighter, and then quickly turns into a thicker one, rolling endlessly, repeating the old pattern.

Everyone's hopes, which had risen to the highest point, were dashed, and they all sighed in disappointment.

Ning Zhuo, who had his back to the Qingjiao army, felt a lot of pressure at this moment!

He frowned and stared at Guangyan.

Then I saw that the shape of the light goose had dimmed a lot. The originally solid and lifelike outer body had become thin and transparent, and the shape of the treasure ruler inside its heart could be vaguely seen.

"According to what Luo Si said, the light goose form at this time is a spell condensed by the city lord's clone using his mana."

"No matter how much mana the city lord's clone can put in at one time, it is limited."

"I just flew back from a circle, and I'm afraid I can only use the remaining mana once."

Ning Zhuo was acutely aware of the current situation and couldn't help but sigh: "My cultivation is still too weak!"

He only has the foundation-building level.

Relying on excellent levers such as military force, the magic of the five internal organs, and the strong foundation of the body and soul, one can leverage the combat power of the Nascent Soul level.

This is quite exaggerated and rare, but it is still hindered by the level of cultivation.

There is really no way.

If you want to blame someone, blame Ning Zhuo for being too young and not having enough time to practice.

It is also due to the fact that the three sects’ methods are too excellent, and the practice of the three dantians simultaneously has also greatly slowed down the process.

Sweat beads appeared on Ning Zhuo's forehead.

There is only one last chance left, he must seize it!

Fortunately, he was not completely without clues.

He once again thought of the prophetic poem - the ghost tide surges and the white paper is in danger, a lone wild goose holds a candle and breaks through the sky curtain. The guest star should shine on the north of Wenshu, the lights of all things are bright and the catastrophe will be destroyed.

"A lone wild goose holds a candle and breaks through the sky curtain..."

"Guhong, I know, it's Guangyan. This sky curtain... isn't it the turbid air miasma in front of me?"

"Only a lone wild goose holding a candle can break through the sky curtain, this..."

"Holding a candle?"

"Which candle do you hold?"

"Where can I get a candle?"

"etc!"

"I think I do."

Thinking of this, Ning Zhuo suddenly had an idea and his heart beat faster.

He himself didn't have one, but Sangle Youling once used the Guiji Qujing Candle!

In the previous defense battle of Baizhi Fairy City, Sangle Youling opened the south gate of the city and used the Guiji Qujing Candle to penetrate the space, forming a winding path, and teleported in many powerful fighting forces.

This posed a huge threat to the defenders and put the Baizhi Immortal City in danger.

Tie Guzheng, Ning Zhuo, Qing Jiaojun, Wen Ruanyu and others went all out to stabilize the situation. Finally, the Lord of Baizhi Immortal City took action himself and released the Taisu Sanxing Ruler to disperse the external enemies such as Sangle Youling.

The Guiji Candle, which had burned down to only a small half, was also separated - the candle and the wick were separated, and the candle flame was extinguished.

The next moment, in full view of everyone, Ning Zhuo reached into the storage bag and took out a small half of the coreless candle.

The body of the Quiet Path Candle is square, resembling a miniature coffin. The full body is about nine inches long, but now only four inches are left.

The coffin lid fits tightly to the coffin body.

The four surfaces of the candle body are engraved with a picture of hundreds of ghosts carrying a coffin.

(End of this chapter)