Chapter 367 Holy Infant
Li Weiyi felt very nervous and had no confidence at all.
However, the ghost baby incident is likely related to the layout of the demon clan.
He came to Lingxiao City to disintegrate the hidden power of the demon race and the Dao Cult, so that Lingxiao Palace can withstand the world war as much as possible in the near future. In this way, it can delay the pace of the demon race and the Dao Cult to destroy the human race and sweep across the twenty-eight states.
Therefore, he has to give his all in this matter.
"Those!"
Li Weiyi stood beside the bed and used the same trick again, pointing a finger at Song Qingli's brow.
Ripples of spiritual light spread out in circles.
Song Lin stood by, watching closely, feeling nervous.
“Hiss…”
Song Qingli's face became ferocious, she let out a sharp and piercing cry, her eyes were full of hatred. She clenched her fingers, her magic energy surged out, and she pounced on Li Weiyi, still remembering the enemy who killed her son.
The two chains on her body rattled and talismanic light appeared.
The elder of the Wang Mansion who was standing by had a stern look in his eyes and made a move as fast as lightning. A mist of magical energy spread out and suppressed Song Qingli.
Li Weiyi stepped back quickly.
Song Qingli, who was lying on the bed, clenched his teeth and stared at him.
Song Lin sighed, his heart aching. In fact, he had not held much hope from the beginning, but when all hope was gone, the pain made him even more desperate.
His sister is a gifted girl, with first-rate talents and looks.
How did it end up like this?
"Let's go! Even the Holy Spirit Master and the Immortal Realm giant are helpless. This result is expected. Brother Zuo Ning, don't worry. The West Sea Palace will definitely do its best to help you with your matter."
Song Lin forced a smile and prepared to see the guest off.
"I want to try again."
Li Weiyi didn't have a solution, but he wanted to find out the specific situation inside Song Qingli's body.
Anyway, it's time to give it a try, so Song Lin agreed.
“Wow!”
Li Weiyi released strands of spiritual light and flames from his brows, which entered Song Qingli's brows, Zutian, Tanzhong, Fengfu... various acupoints, sensing them carefully.
It was discovered that the blood in her body was filled with a rotten smell, like the blood of a corpse.
The magical energy in the body was polluted by the purple-black ghost energy, becoming turbid and cold.
No wonder the Holy Spirit Mind Master and the Immortal Realm giants were helpless. She was transforming and decaying from the inside out and from top to bottom, and was completely integrated with the normal flesh and blood, indistinguishable from each other.
Chanting the word "zhe" can purify the mind and eliminate evil.
But it cannot solve the alienation between the physical body and the Dharma energy.
“Hey!”
Li Weiyi sensed that the threads of Golden Crow flame spiritual light that shuttled through Song Qingli's body could purify the evil spirit in her magic energy.
Then, more threads of spiritual light flew out from her brows and entered into the nine springs of her body.
Carefully, he moved forward along the 102 veins.
The trace veins were not decayed.
As long as she can open it up and purify the magical energy, she will be able to circulate the magical energy to refine the corrupt power in her blood and body, and perhaps reverse everything.
Song Lin, who was standing aside, could clearly see that the purple-black ghost fog shrouding Song Qingli was dissipating. He held his breath and looked expectant.
Half an hour later.
Li Weiyi retracted the spiritual thread, his eyes were tired and his energy was greatly depleted.
Song Lin asked with concern: "Brother Zuo Ning, how is it? I think it seems to be effective."
Li Weiyi closed his eyes and meditated for a moment. After regaining some energy, he looked around and asked, "Where is Brother Taishi?"
Song Lin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "He went to the birthday banquet venue in the front yard. Can he be saved? I think Qingli is in a much better condition."
Li Weiyi had long realized that Tai Shi Bai came to the West Sea Palace so actively not to save Song Qingli, but for Long Xiangcen.
Obviously, Tai Shiyu brought Long Xiangcen to the birthday banquet, which made him very angry, anxious and worried.
Li Weiyi and Song Lin came out of the door and stood in the dim courtyard. They did not respond immediately, but asked: "The ghost baby incident has such a bad impact. Chaoran should have personally gone to the Mother and Child Spring to investigate, right? If you want to save your sister, please answer me truthfully, Brother Song."
Song Lin hesitated for a moment and sighed, "My uncle did mention this matter when he came to check on Qingli yesterday. The two palace masters of Lingxiao Palace speculated that it might be related to a deceased spirit called Holy Infant in the Netherworld of the Dead, but they are still unable to confirm it."
"Thousands of years ago, the Holy Infant was severely injured by the Grand Palace Master, but he escaped. Zuo Ning, how powerful must a dead spirit be to be able to escape from the Grand Palace Master?"
"My uncle said that the Third Palace Mistress believes that if this matter is really related to the Holy Infant, they are helpless and Qingli can only hope for the best."
Li Weiyi asked, "The Holy Infant has come to Lingxiao City?"
"How is that possible?"
Song Lin shook his hand: "Lingxiao City has many means arranged by the Mist Emperor in the past. The catastrophe a thousand years ago has not been broken. Entering the city is equivalent to entering the formation. Who dares to take the risk of entering the formation below the Martial Arts Emperor?"
"If Qilin Zang dares to show up in the city, he will die."
"My uncle guessed that this matter should be related to the demon race, because the women in question all drank from the Mother and Child Spring in the past two years. It coincides with the time when Qilin Zang returned."
"Zuo Ning, are you afraid of getting yourself killed?"
"Don't worry, there are indeed many women who have drunk from the Mother and Child Spring in the past two years, but they are all very young and their cultivation is not high."
"If a being of the Saint Infant's level came in person, it would not be possible to make such a small fuss, and there would be no need to make a fuss about the Mother and Child Spring. With the absolute power of cultivation, it can destroy the world."
Li Weiyi pretended to be worried: "I feel like I'm involved in a big conspiracy."
Song Lin assured again: "The Song family will definitely guarantee your safety. If you can solve the ghost baby incident, the Second Palace Master and the Third Palace Master will probably summon you to escort you."
Hearing this, Li Weiyi's heart tightened: "My telekinesis is quite special. It seems that it can burn away the power of the Yin ghosts in your sister's magic energy. But it will not be completely refined in a short time. I estimate that it will take several days. Before she fully recovers, please keep it a secret for me, Brother Song. If there is no definite result, the news will be leaked. What if..."
Song Lin was overjoyed and assured him repeatedly: "I understand, I understand. We can't make it public in advance. It's easy to make things worse. Zuo Ning, do you want to continue refining tonight? I see that you look very bad."
Li Weiyi smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I have been making talismans without sleep for the past two days of seclusion, which has consumed me a lot."
"Then have a good rest tonight."
Song Lin added: "Don't leave the West Sea Palace these days. There may be unpredictable dangers outside. Just stay here at Qingli. I'll have someone prepare a room for you."
Li Weiyi had to attend an appointment with Zhuang Yue and Tai Shiyu tonight, so he smiled and said, "Brother Song, don't worry about gains and losses. What kind of dangers could there be in Lingxiao City? Besides, I have already promised to accompany Brother Taishi to the Taichang Temple tomorrow. Don't worry, I will do my best for your sister's matter."
Song Lin no longer insisted and claimed that he would send someone to pick him up. Then, he took Li Weiyi out of the mountain and went to the birthday banquet venue in the front yard.
Passing by a bamboo forest.
Li Weiyi sniffed, stopped and looked at the lights deep in the bamboo forest, with a strange light in his eyes, and asked, "Whose house is this?"
He had a keen sense of smell and could smell a familiar scent in the wind.
Too faint to be discernible.
So, he secretly pulled the insect bag hidden in his robe, opened a hole, and let Erfeng smell and identify it.
Song Lin felt much better and was no longer so tense. He smiled and said, "Song Muchuan! He is the seventh-level master of the fourth generation of the Song family. I have to call him Fourth Uncle."
"So it's the old hero Song. I've heard of your name for a long time. The environment here is elegant and refreshing. I wonder if I can go and visit you?" Li Weiyi just heard Erfeng's mental response.
The smell in the air belongs to Long Xiangcen.
This made Li Weiyi realize that Long Xiangcen might have his own purpose in agreeing to attend the birthday banquet with Tai Shiyu.
Song Muchuan looks to be in his sixties, with quite a few white hairs on his temples. His real age is 114, which is very close to the average life expectancy of 120 years for Daozhong realm martial artists.
He was full of energy, warm and hospitable, without any sense of decadence, and invited Li Weiyi and Song Lin in.
Li Weiyi didn't notice Long Xiangcen, so after exchanging pleasantries for a while, he said goodbye to Song Lin and left.
Erfeng told Li Weiyi that there was the scent of Long Xiangcen in the room and she had been there.
On the way down the mountain, Li Weiyi deliberately sighed: "Old hero Song should go to the underground immortal palace to try his luck, maybe he can change his fate."
Song Lin shook his head gently: "Zuo Ning, how can the realm of immortality be that simple? The seventh level of the Dao Seed Realm seems to be very close to immortality, but in fact, only people in the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm know where the threshold of the realm of immortality is."
"Speaking of the underground immortal palace, Fourth Uncle has been there and came back a few days ago. He seems to have found some opportunities and has become much more cheerful. He is not as serious as before."
Li Weiyi nodded slightly and secretly took note of Song Muchuan.
Passing through the building, the darkness dissipated.
The lively and bustling atmosphere was overwhelming, and the lights illuminated the front yard of the palace as if it were daytime.
Maids, dressed beautifully and elegantly, frequently moved between the tables.
The banquet has already begun. Martial artists, officials, geniuses, and women from various tables have gathered together to discuss the general situation in the world or to enjoy the romance of the night.
Accompanied by Song Lin, Li Weiyi was brought to the most central venue. He walked up the jade steps towards a several dozen-meter-high, magnificent, double-eaved, hipped-roof building with thick red pillars and bright yellow paper windows.
Only martial artists with strength above the "Jia Zi Ce" or with extremely noble identities and backgrounds are qualified to enter.
The hall, which could accommodate hundreds of round tables, only had sixteen tables, making it extremely spacious.
The lights are bright, the sounds of stringed instruments and bamboo pipes are pleasant, and in the center there are many fairies from the fairy forest dancing gracefully.
After Li Weiyi entered the hall, he looked around and soon saw Long Xiangcen sitting with Tai Shi Bai. As for Tai Shi Yu, he sat at the main table with important figures such as Song Yulou and Zuo Qiuling.
"Zuo Ning, Song Lin, this way!"
Tai Shi Bai stood up and waved to the two of them.
Li Weiyi and Song Lin walked over and found that there was indeed a seat reserved for them at the table.
Before sitting down, Li Weiyi's eyes fell on Long Xiangcen and he pretended to be surprised: "Fairy Long is here too? When did she arrive?"
Long Xiangcen stamped his feet lightly and pretended to be angry: "Zuo Ning, you are too mean. Don't call me a fairy. You will only make a fool of yourself in front of a real fairy."
Li Weiyi followed her gaze and moved his eyes to Jiang Ning who was sitting on the right. His face suddenly became serious as if he had just discovered her.
Tai Shibai acted like a peacemaker: "Hurry up and sit down! I asked for a seat next to Fairy Yu on purpose. If there are any misunderstandings, you can take this opportunity to resolve them. If you have any difficulties, Song Lin and the West Sea Palace will help you, right?"
Song Lin smiled and said, "Except for the demon race that wants to destroy our human race, is there any grudge in the world that cannot be resolved?"
Li Weiyi sat down on the left side of Jiang Ning, and the seat on the right side that originally belonged to Song Lin was temporarily vacant. As the face of the host family, he had to greet the guests from all sides.
To the right of the empty seat sat Long Xiangcen and Tai Shi Bai.
Sitting on Jiang Ning’s left is Ge Xiantong.
(End of this chapter)
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