Chapter 393: Fortune and Misfortune Are Hard to Predict
To the east of the Bohai Sea lies a vast ravine, a bottomless valley with no bottom at all. It is called Guixu... Within it lie five mountains: Daiyu, Yuanjiao, Fanghu, Yingzhou, and Penglai...
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Lingxiang had only heard of the Penglai Fairy Mountain from a few words in the book, and knew very little about the details.
Lingxiang once thought that the person who could write "Records of Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas" must not be an ordinary person, otherwise how could he know about such an illusory place as Penglai Fairy Mountain?
But now is not the time to worry about these details. Looking at the pale-faced Maidong, Lingxiang fell into deep thought.
After the Humenkou was destroyed, the only connection between the world of the living and the underworld was the Wheel of Reincarnation. However, the Wheel of Reincarnation was the entrance for reincarnation, which only allowed exit and no entry, so it was impossible to go to the world of the living from there.
besides……
Lingxiang looked at Bai Feng walking away and sighed secretly: "Alas... He just left without looking back, just like that guy Ajin, it really is true that birds of a feather flock together!"
Xiaobai will probably be trapped in the underworld for a long time. Even if he is a phoenix, it is impossible for him to go to the human world through the Wheel of Life.
At first, I saw the figure of the Phoenix in the Dust Mirror, and then the Demon Realm was in turmoil, but the Dust Mirror did not tell Lingxiang. In this situation, how can I escape from the underworld?
At this point, it seems to have become a dead end...
Forget it! Who cares? There will always be a way out. No matter how much I think about it now, there is nothing I can do.
Wu Minjun was also looking at the direction where Bai Feng flew away. He glanced at Lingxiang, who had a sad face, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Wu Minjun knew that Lingxiang was quite clever, but he didn't expect that this girl could even get a rare creature like the phoenix. She really should not be underestimated!
Perhaps this is what is called "God's help"!
"The phoenix flaps its wings, its cry travels thousands of miles. Bright and clear, all things begin to make a new beginning..."
"Hmm?" Lingxiang seemed to be still in a trance. She stared at Wumin Jun blankly and murmured, "Everything is renewed..."
This poem about the phoenix comes from the "Tanxuan Jing". I didn't expect that Wumin Jun had also read it, but...
Lingxiang has always believed that the myriad things mentioned in the poem refer to birds, fish, insects, flowers, plants, trees and other spiritual creatures. Could it be that the gates of Youdu are also included?
If that's the case...
The sounds of phoenixes came from far away, clanging and melodious.
If this is the case, there will be hope if we can return Ophiopogon japonicus to the human world.
Lingxiang's eyes flashed, and then she looked at Wuminjun.
The old monster didn't say anything and really forgot about him. He didn't settle the score with him about Bo Luohui. He was able to pretend that it had nothing to do with him.
snort!
Want to distance yourself from it? No way.
Lingxiang cleared her throat and walked to Wuminjun's side.
"I wonder what is Wu Min Jun's intention in treating my Yuan Qing disciples like this?"
Wu Minjun stood with his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged, and did not answer Lingxiang.
Although Tumi doesn't follow common sense, her actions always have a traceable pattern. This little girl can be said to be reckless and can be easily tricked if you're not careful. But fortunately, she has a kind heart and is easy to deal with.
"Elder Fu Cang, if you have anything to say, please speak directly. I will do my best to help you within my ability."
Instead of beating around the bush with her, it's better to be straightforward, which will make it easier to get along with her.
"Hey~ You said it!" Lingxiang clapped her hands and sat down aside without caring about her image. "I plan to let Maidong leave the Demon Realm."
Mai Dong heard this and quickly said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I leave you alone in this dangerous place? Let's go together!"
"If I leave with you, then none of us will be able to leave. Don't worry, the Demon Lord still has some use for me, and he can't do anything to me for a while."
"But……"
Maidong wanted to say something, but Lingxiang waved his hand.
"I'll have Bo Luohui escort you out of here first. Once you've passed the Tiger Gate, we can call for reinforcements sooner rather than later. If that Demon Lord hadn't attacked Yuan Qing, wouldn't we have refrained from fighting back?"
Lingxiang said, regardless of Maidong's agreement or not, and turned to Wumin Jun and said: "I want you to send Wolf Head to escort them together."
It’s not that Lingxiang doesn’t trust Bo Luohui, but he is not as familiar with the Netherworld as Langtou after all. Moreover, Lingxiang is also very clear about Langtou’s identity. No matter what he thinks, if she can save as many as possible, she will cut off her relationship with the demon clan as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
The wolf head on the side was about to speak, but Wu Minjun raised his hand to stop him.
"I accepted."
"So straightforward?" Lingxiang pretended to be surprised, then smiled slyly: "But I haven't finished yet!"
"Elder Fu Cang, there's no need to beat around the bush with me. We both share the same goal. If you have a request, I will definitely grant it."
"Good! Great!" Lingxiang clapped her hands again, "I want you to remove the soul-binding spell from Bo Luohui."
The mask covered Wu Minjun's face, and it was unknown what expression was on his face.
Generally speaking, the soul after death cannot re-enter the body of the previous life. If it must be done so, it must be forced to do so using the soul-binding technique. However, in this way, the soul must bear double the cause and effect, and the longer the time, the more serious the consequences.
The soul-binding technique is a magic trick used by the demons. Lingxiang had seen it in the library before. Without a certain level of cultivation, it is impossible to perform this technique.
Wu Minjun didn't expect that Lingxiang also knew the soul-binding technique. He pondered for a moment before speaking.
"The Demon Realm is very far from the Ghost Gate. If we remove the Soul Binding Technique now, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on until then."
"That's all right." Lingxiang said, taking out a red pill from her waist. "With this Soul-Fixing Pill, as long as he doesn't want to leave, he can stay in this body forever."
Bo Luohui did not suspect anything and took the pill and swallowed it.
"Elder Fu Cang is quite thoughtful."
Wu Minjun raised his hand and pointed, and the shackles on Bo Luohui's body shattered, and a pile of talismans fell down scatteredly.
The so-called Soul-Fixing Pill was actually something Lingxiang made up. What Bo Luohui took was just a Fragrance-Retaining Pill, the same kind of pill that was given to A'qu at the beginning.
Bo Luohui's spirit had long since adapted to the aura of the Netherworld. According to Lingxiang's speculation, even without the Soul Binding Technique, it could remain intact within this body. She said this simply to give Bo Luohui a choice—to remain a living dead, or to abandon his physical body and return to the living.
Sure enough, Bo Luohui was still fine, and he could remain like this as long as he didn't realize that he was about to leave.
Lingxiang nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Wuminjun: "Business is business, there is buying and selling. Although I am unscrupulous, I can't let Wuminjun suffer too much." Then she took out a sachet and took out a wooden box from it.
"This is the ointment I made from phoenix ashes. Apply it to your wound daily. It will heal in less than half a month." He handed it to Wu Minjun. "But let me be frank. The wound on your face has been there for a long time. Although this ointment can reconnect your flesh and bones, it may not restore your original appearance. Don't get your hopes up too high."
Wu Minjun naturally understood that as long as he could close his head and throw off the mask, it would be enough.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you for coming to my rescue. Otherwise, who knows how long that old witch Yinghuan would have gone mad."
But Wu Minjun shook his head when he heard this.
"I'm not here to save you."
"Then I don't need to thank you," Lingxiang replied casually, and then realized, "Didn't you come here because you heard the noise?"
If you're not going to save anyone, why are you here with such a nerve?
Wu Minjun shook his head again.
"It's the Demon Lord who summoned you."
When Lingxiang heard this, her face immediately fell.
It's really like one wave has just subsided, another wave has risen...
Why are the people of the demon clan so troublesome?
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