Chapter 75 The Wanhun Sect is ready to make a move
The clear sword light crossed the sky, hidden under the sky covered with sunset glow, and pointed in the direction of Long Chengzhou.
As it glided across the Beast Sea Mountains, the noise startled a half-blooded mutant Blue Luan. This ancient subspecies of the Phoenix angrily spread its azure feathers, and with a burst of dark flames, it burned half the sky!
As if it knew this beforehand, the sword light took out a water dragon inner core and flicked it lightly. Dragon power and phoenix fire exploded into countless waves, which fell into the mountains one after another, startling a group of spirit beasts and flying to attack. But the sword light had already fled into the distance.
The deeper into the mountains, the richer the spiritual energy became, transforming into patches of mist, covering the mountaintops and valleys. Only the two connected twin peaks stood out. Amidst the sea of clouds, only this area was completely free of mist.
On the hilltop, a pale man in a gray robe stood with his hands hanging down. He looked like a living dead, without a trace of human presence. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
The sword light fell, and the two elders put their fingers together to put away the sword light, with smiles on their faces.
"Sir Soul Guide, as I said before, I, Yu Xiangcheng, come to apologize on behalf of the Yu family."
"Please, the Taoist master is already waiting in the Taoist Palace."
The surrounding clouds and mist suddenly gathered together, and a white paper boat slowly emerged from the middle. The old man holding the pole was holding a fishing lantern, illuminating the surrounding dark water that had been flowing and spreading out at some point in time.
The old man raised his bamboo hat to glance at Yu Xiangcheng's back and murmured, "I wonder what kind of future these people who claim to be the descendants of the Heavenly Dao have seen that makes them bow their heads to us?"
Another soul guide who looked exactly like the previous one stood in the previous position. After hearing the old man's mumbling, he said with a stern face, "No matter what he saw, it was in accordance with the Taoist master's ideas. That's enough."
The old man said nothing more, but put down the lantern and spread out the bamboo pole. As he rowed across the water, countless shadowy shadows of white paper boats appeared on the river behind him. Countless old men rowing boats silently stopped the paper boats at the boundary between the river and reality, and placed stacks of cut paper and paper money on them next to the soul guide.
"Ferry - ha, I haven't ferried anyone from the Yu family across yet."
Yu Linghe fabricated a story about the source of the news about the next arrival and excitedly explained it to the old patriarch. The old patriarch was also very excited, but unlike Yu Linghe's excitement, his eyes still couldn't hide his worry.
Yu Linghe also knew that she couldn't let the old patriarch dispel his worries immediately, but she still wanted the elders to give up compromising with the Wanhun Sect.
"Master Daozu, I understand your painstaking efforts. We will intensify the foresight rituals regarding this news. I promise you that I will not have any further dealings with the Myriad Souls Sect before then."
"But you also have to promise me that after your seventeenth birthday, your control over your body will decline rapidly. During this period, I hope you will try to reduce going out and using your magical powers. Every day you live will be a great help to our Yu family."
Faced with the old patriarch's earnest eyes and pleading, Yu Linghe had nothing else to say. He just obeyed and returned to his palace.
Luo Xuanyi had a vague feeling that the second elder was going to show weakness to the Myriad Souls Sect. Perhaps this was the family's best-effort strategy. But after some thought, Luo Xuanyi decided not to tell Yu Linghe about her suspicions. Yu Linghe was too impulsive and too concerned about the family. If she told her, she might just rush out. In the chaotic situation, Luo Xuanyi's ability to control the situation was unlikely.
Even more interesting than this was this space-time, tentatively designated as an illusion. After a day of tossing and turning, Luo Xuanyi's body felt like it had only been one day, yet her soul remained unchanged. Luo Xuanyi's body had aged so rapidly outside that her soul could sense the passage of time.
That is to say, although Luo Xuanyi is likely to spend a long time here, in reality, her experience and knowledge will only increase, while her physical lifespan will not be affected at all.
Maybe here, she could research something quickly.
After that day, Yu Linghe clearly lost interest in talking to Luo Xuanyi. She sat on the stone couch, closed her eyes, and enveloped herself completely in spiritual energy, seemingly cultivating some kind of technique. Luo Xuanyi couldn't stay too far away from her, so she simply sat down beside her.
As early as when Luo Xuanyi first arrived, she discovered that many things in her body had come here together, except for her liquid body. After all, the Bodhi Pill only turned people into liquid medicine, but could not melt the soul.
Unable to contain her excitement, Luo Xuanyi gently placed the bamboo slip inscribed with the Small Xumi Soul-Locking Spell in front of her. She took a deep breath and placed her palm on her name at the end of the first bamboo slip.
After confirming that it was Luo Xuanyi herself, the restrictions on the bamboo slips vanished with a whoosh. Densely packed small characters appeared on the bamboo slips, which had previously contained nothing but her name and a quotation. Luo Xuanyi immediately immersed herself in reading.
As Luo Xuanyi had predicted, time passed in the illusion, day and night flowing at the same speed as in reality. She simply buried her head in her study. Yu Linghe, though interested in what she was reading, could see nothing.
After four full days, Luo Xuanyi finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bamboo slips in his hand with a complicated expression.
In four days she could only roughly understand the spell, but even the rough part was enough to devastate her.
The Small Xumi Soul-Locking Spell was originally a fragment unearthed from a ruin. Originally titled "Xumei Soul Wandering Spell," it was repeatedly modified and transformed into a Soul-Locking Spell specifically for weapon refining. However, only a small portion of the original fragment was modified, leaving most of the spell incomplete and unlearnable. I won't go into detail here, just the Soul-Locking Spell.
The good news was that the principles of the Soul-Locking Incantation were the Killing Curse, the Folding Curse, and the Soul-Attachment Curse. These three techniques were all recorded on bamboo slips and were considered to be incantations. Incantations were a relatively scattered form of semi-divine power with strict requirements, but each technique was independent and did not require systematic and lengthy study like formations or elixirs. The bad news was that the understanding of these techniques was too abstract.
The Small Sumeru Soul-Locking Spell, in simple terms, uses a killing spell to extract a person's soul alive, and then uses a folding spell to fold and expand her soul into an independent space like a storage bag, becoming a "small Sumeru", and finally attach this soul, which is unaware that it has become a world that imprisons itself, to an object.
These three spells must be completed within an hour, otherwise they will fail completely. With such a difficult spell, it's no wonder that even Zang Yaozong could only use it on the blade to refine a human furnace pen for Hua Shen Taoist to use for research. The other elders didn't seem to have similar instruments.
The folding process alone was enough to kill someone. If it was folded incorrectly, Luo Xuanyi would be dead, but folding was entirely based on the feel of the hand.
What's worse is that the soul-attachment technique has been modified to suit the needs of soul-attachment in refining equipment. It is an "internal soul-attachment", which means that like a human furnace, it cannot see the world outside the object. It is attached to the wall of the human furnace to expand the space.
It can be said that the Small Xumi Soul-Locking Spell can help Luo Xuanyi live as she wishes, but it cannot make her live like a human being.
Luo Xuanyi's eyes gradually became firm.
At least I've found the direction. As long as I can solve the soul-attachment technique, this will be the perfect way to achieve immortality. At that time, I just need to find a body with a long lifespan and attach my soul to it.
I have something to do tomorrow, so I'll update twice on Saturday. Sorry.
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