Chapter 138 "Antidote."...
"Antidote." Li Daoxuan almost gritted his teeth.
"Well, I will take the antidote, provided you don't drive me away." She rolled her eyes and smiled.
Actually, this isn't poison; it just makes you vomit a few mouthfuls of blood. It looks scary, but it's not very effective. It actually helps Shen Qing expel impurities from his body.
The two confronted each other for a long time, and finally Li Daoxuan was defeated.
He asked, "What are you doing here? Any monster here can kill you."
Chen Qing smiled and said, "Of course I want to watch you liberate your Gao family soul with my own eyes."
"You've only learned half of the formation, yet you still want to change the formation within the formation by yourself. Good Ah Man, you are too conceited."
Chen Qing pointed to the place where he had buried the talisman before.
She saw at a glance what Li Daoxuan was planning. He was just going with the flow and changing the barrier that the disciples of Xuanji Pavilion and Dongshan Temple had put all their efforts into setting up into "Savaha".
The so-called Posahā is a formation for purifying resentment and liberating the souls of the dead. This formation is different from the ordinary rebirth formation.
If we must make a distinction, the Rebirth Array can only liberate two or three souls at a time at most, but the Posuke is different, it follows the person who sets up the array.
If the person's knowledge of formation is average, the power of Posoke will be small. If the person has reached the highest level in formation, then this "Svaha" can attract all the resentful souls within a hundred miles into the formation. The person who sets up the formation uses "Jie Zi" as a guide to turn it into a cleansing fire, which can burn away even the evil spirits deep in the soul.
However, the "Jie Zi" that carries the resentful spirits, that is, the container, is extremely difficult to find, and it needs to have a very strong ability to carry the resentment - ordinary magic tools will break when encountering resentment, and will be contaminated when stained with evil. Only those things that are born in extremely yang places and are extremely capable of suppressing sneaky things can be used as "Jie Zi".
Li Daoxuan didn't even raise his eyes. Chen Qing's words mercilessly exposed his plan - he wanted to use the barrier foundation left by Xuanji Pavilion and Dongshan Temple to liberate all the unjust deaths involved in the past, so that this Guisou Hill would be completely peaceful.
Li Daoxuan: "Yes, these ghosts have been stuck here for decades and have become a force to be reckoned with. Ordinary formations are simply incapable of suppressing them. The slightest carelessness will backfire."
Chen Qing suddenly stopped laughing, broke free from his embrace, walked to the snow pit where he had buried the talisman, squatted down and picked up some snow with her fingertips, "I don't understand your 'once and for all'."
She turned her head suddenly. "But I remember it was written in the Xuanji Pavilion's text that while 'Supoha' can cleanse resentment, it requires the deceased soul to voluntarily enter the formation. If you force the soul to enter, Supoha's 'Jie Zi' is just a dead object. If the deceased soul struggles even a little, the formation will be broken, right?"
"I have my own way."
With a flick of his fingertips, the snow fell at Li Daoxuan's feet, and it actually turned a faint blue-black color.
Li Daoxuan lowered his head suddenly and found that the edge of the talisman paper he buried was covered with fine cracks without him knowing when.
He immediately bit his fingertips and used his pure yang blood to dispel the resentment wrapped around Chen Qing's fingertips.
Chen Qing said, "There's not even a trace of resentment on the surface. It turns out it's hidden underground. You must have discovered it a long time ago. No wonder when I first saw you, you stood there like a ghost, motionless."
Li Daoxuan dispelled the resentment from her fingertips and frowned, saying, "Don't forget that your extremely yin body is very susceptible to attracting dirty things. Don't touch anything."
Chen Qing tapped the blood oozing from his fingertips and said, "Ah, I'm not afraid since I have you."
These words made Li Daoxuan's lips curl slightly. He looked at her straight, which made Chen Qing feel uncomfortable all over.
Chen Qing shrank his neck and ordered him bluntly, "Go and dig it up and take a look."
She pointed to two places at random.
Li Daoxuan casually swung out two sword energies in the direction she pointed, and two huge pits appeared in the ground instantly. Suddenly, huge resentment surged out of the two pits.
Chen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the resentment rising to the sky, thinking: This is bad! The digging is too fierce!
Li Daoxuan blocked Chen Qing behind him and walked forward to check. Chen Qing popped his head out from behind him and saw several corpses buried in two large pits.
The corpse's face was black and blue, frozen stiff as a stone, its limbs curled up and embedded in the frozen snow, still maintaining the posture of struggling as it was swallowed by the heavy snow.
They were still wrapped in gray cloth armor from more than ten years ago. The armor had long been frozen and cracked, and the edges were curled up like dead leaves. The white frost on it was mixed with dark red blood stains.
Some of the corpses still had ring-handled swords rusted to the color of black iron hanging from their waists. The scabbards were frozen in the ice, with only half of the handle exposed, and the ropes that bound them had long since become brittle and peeled off.
There were also several corpses whose hand bones were still tightly gripping long spears, with the spear tips poking into the permafrost. The paint on the gun barrels was cracked like spider webs, but traces of the anti-slip cloth strips that had been wrapped around them could still be seen.
The most horrifying thing was their faces - their eyebrows, eyes, mouths and noses were all distorted by the cold, their skin was wrinkled and blackened like old tree bark, some had ice in their eye sockets, and some had lips cracked into several petals, revealing their dark purple gums.
Even after so long, the body showed no sign of decay.
Chen Qing looked forward along the large pit filled with corpses, and saw a narrow valley standing out. The ground under their feet was exactly where the bodies of 30,000 soldiers were buried.
Suddenly, a lot of black air emerged from the bodies of these corpses, turning into green-faced and fanged skull faces, rushing towards the two of them.
No wonder there is no vengeful spirit on the surface, it turns out they have all hidden in the corpses underground!
Li Daoxuan quickly threw Shen Qing behind him and drew his sword to fight.
"Zeng——"
He used his inner strength to generate a huge transparent film, which continuously knocked thousands of vengeful spirits upwards. The film continued to expand like a spider web, breaking and forming itself, and then breaking again.
Chen Qing was thrown to the ground. She didn't have time to curse and immediately flipped over. She casually patted the snow off her body and took out the brocade bag from her waist. It was full of talisman paper.
She started to do what Li Daoxuan had not finished.
Find the eye of the formation buried by those people when they set up the barrier, and manually modify the formation.
The barrier of Guishou Hill is extremely large, and there are at least a hundred points of formation.
Chen Qing called out, "Li A'man, how many places have you looked?"
Li Daoxuan, facing the increasing number of resentful spirits, turned around and said, "Take your current location as an example. I have searched all the formation points behind you, a total of thirty-two. Going further ahead, I haven't found the rest."
His voice was almost drowned out by the thousands of screaming and wailing sounds. The number of vengeful spirits increased, almost completely covering the sun.
"How much longer can you hold on?"
"A quarter of an hour."
Chen Qing made a prompt decision and ran forward.
Li Daoxuan knew what she was going to do, and his eyes were filled with worry. He quickly turned his head and focused on these things. Whenever there was a vengeful spirit that took advantage of the chaos to sneak out from under his nose, he would grit his teeth, swing out the Nine-Turn Samsara Bowl, and make up his mind to take it in.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to hurt these evil spirits.
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Chen Qing did not dare to delay for a moment. Posuke had some experience with the formation and was quite familiar with its implementation. She followed the fluctuations of the formation to find the array centers, disassembled them one by one, and rearranged the formation.
Forty, fifty, sixty...
Chen Qing was panting heavily, his face covered in sweat, his lungs seemed to be about to explode, and every breath was heart-wrenchingly hot.
If she hadn't followed Li Daoxuan all the way for the past year, if she had her previous body, she would have collapsed long ago.
Ninety, ninety-one...
It will be here soon.
I'm so fucking tired.
Her head was in a daze and her steps became heavier.
Just when she found the 95th one, her vision suddenly went dark.
Chen Qing thought she had lost her sight, and her heart skipped a beat. She suppressed her panic and looked upwards, only to see a tall horse standing there, with a soul as tall as a mountain facing her.
The soul and body were filled with resentment, the resentment was so thick that it seemed to drip water, and it almost enveloped Shen Qing's entire body.
The horse was a ghost horse, with only a skeleton glowing with a faint blue light left on its body, and countless resentments filled its flesh and blood.
From a distance, you would think it is just a tall black horse. Only when you get closer can you see that the horse's body is translucent.
The thing riding on the horse seemed to be a vengeful spirit, but his body was exceptionally tall, and the tattered Ming Guang armor on his body had long since rusted into a dark brown color, with frost still condensed between the armor plates.
The Wraith pulled the saddle and moved, and he suddenly leaned down.
Chen Qing saw that the vengeful spirit was not riding in the stirrups as usual, but had an iron ring tied around its waist. A black mist extended from the iron ring and wrapped around the horse's belly, as if the man and the horse were one.
When the black horse moved, its four hooves did not touch the dust, but instead dragged a faint chill under its hooves, which made Chen Qing shudder.
The vengeful spirit leaned down again, almost looking at Shen Qing at eye level.
Chen Qing held his breath and took a brave look at his face. His eye sockets were empty, with only black air flowing out. He was actually blind.
She subconsciously took a step back, and the huge soul body moved.
He raised the spear in his hand and dropped it in the direction of Chen Qing.
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Li Daoxuan put away the Nine-Turn Samsara Bowl, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked back. In the blink of an eye, he saw a vengeful spirit half the height of a small hill stand up with a spear in hand, pick up Chen Qing like a rag doll, put him on the back of his horse, then turn around and rein in the horse, heading deep into the valley.
The girl on the horse's belly was motionless, and her life or death was unknown.
Li Daoxuan's eyes suddenly turned red. He growled like a trapped animal, his voice rough and hoarse, mixed with blood and breath, squeezed out from between his teeth: "Put her down——"
Before he finished speaking, he had already grabbed Qiu Ren, retracted the barrier, and with a tap of his toes, he chased after him like an arrow.
He had already used up most of his internal energy just now in order to stop these evil spirits. At this moment, Li Daoxuan forced himself to take a deep breath. His chest surged and a fishy-sweet taste rose in his throat, but he swallowed it back.
The black horse ridden by the evil spirit seemed to be transformed from a ghost. Its four hooves stepped on the ground silently, but its speed was astonishingly fast.
Li Daoxuan watched Chen Qing lying on the horse's back, the hem of her skirt rustling in the wind, like a cloud that would break at any moment.
"Give her back to me!" Li Daoxuan roared.
The vengeful spirit didn't even turn his head, but just tightened his reins. The ghostly black horse let out a low neigh, sped up a bit, and was about to disappear in the thick fog of the valley in a blink of an eye.
Li Daoxuan was extremely anxious. He bit his tongue hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Qiuren sword. The sword body instantly lit up with a dazzling blood light. He did not care that there were undead spirits of Gao's army behind him. He slashed with the sword, and most of the vengeful spirits were torn into pieces screaming in an instant.
A sword temporarily stopped their entanglement, and Li Daoxuan had time to breathe, but when he looked forward again, there was only a vast expanse of snow and fog.
He suddenly froze, his expression dazed, his eyes full of confusion.
Thousands of vengeful spirits appeared in an instant, all biting his back. In a short while, warm blood was spilled all over the ground.
He seemed to feel the pain as well, and he knelt down in disarray, his body curled up into a ball.
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