Chapter 87 Separation
After sitting still for a few breaths, Gu Qingqing transformed into a long-haired female fox with two claws and two legs, a slender figure, but a large belly;
Her skin and hair color looked as if they had been randomly splashed with red, yellow and white, showing a kind of casually mixed beauty.
And within this beauty lies a profound ugliness.
Upon seeing Gu Qingqing like this, Ji Rong couldn't help but transform back into her bird form. She raised her head to the sky, her wings slightly spread, and laughed so hard she could hardly breathe.
Ji Zhuang was also desperately covering his mouth with his paws and laughing.
Seeing the two birds laugh, Gu Qingqing's sorrow surged again; she transformed into a fox and sat on the ground, wailing loudly.
Feng Qing watched this vivid scene with a heart full of reluctance.
But it's okay.
Their fate was not yet over; their brief separation was only for a better reunion in the future.
It got off Gu Qingqing, walked awkwardly to Ji Rong's feet, and tugged at her leg, saying, "You two stop laughing, I have something important to say, listen to me!"
Ji Zhuang stopped laughing and tilted his head to look at Feng Qing with a puzzled expression.
Ji Rong was in a great mood. She imitated Ji Zhuang, stretched her neck, bent down and pecked at Feng Qing's fur with her beak.
"Ji Rong, Ji Zhuang, I'm leaving. Soon the gods of the Heavenly Mandate Palace will come looking for me."
So you should leave quickly.
The territory of the Witch Clan is very good now. You must become strong, as strong as you can.
And then, and then... I want you to come and pick me up.
The little fox could speak calmly at first, but the more it spoke, the more depressed it became, and its ears and eyebrows drooped.
Hearing this, Gu Qingqing, who was sitting on the ground, cried even louder.
She knew that Feng Qing was not her former attendant, but the fact that Feng Qing lived in this puppet beast body made her feel gratified that they were still "alive".
But now, Feng Qing is leaving.
After speaking to Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang, Feng Qing limped back to Gu Qingqing's legs, half-hugging Gu Qingqing's right front leg, and said in a muffled voice, "Wipe off the blood curse on the puppet, and then put this body away safely."
If I ever come back, will you still let me use it?
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingqing nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her face. She said in a sobbing voice, "Here, it's yours from now on."
Feng Qing suppressed the urge in her chest and said, "Then you keep it safe for me. If it breaks, I'll live on you from now on."
If Feng Qing had said this normally, Gu Qingqing would have grinned and grimaced, but today, everyone was clearly not in the mood.
Gu Qingqing stood up, thought for a moment, then lowered herself down and asked Feng Qing, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Feng Qing lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up at Gu Qingqing and said, "Jiao Jue still owes me a lot of essence blood. Tell him not to forget that he promised me."
Then, the ancient shaman lineage is doing well. If I manage to come down, I'll thank them again.
Is there anything else?
"That's all, let's begin," Feng Qing said frankly.
Although it was reluctant to part with it, compared to the other remaining wills, it had already lived an extra life, so what more could it ask for?
"Besides, there's always another chance." Thinking of this, Feng Qing couldn't help but look up at Ji Rong, who grinned with its empty mouth, pulling at its already stiff fur.
Ji Rong was originally very sad.
But when she saw Feng Qing's sinister smile, she felt a chill run down her spine and a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and she took two steps back.
Gu Qingqing closed her eyes to rest, then exhaled a long breath to calm herself down before standing up again.
She made intricate hand seals with her claws while chanting incantations continuously;
Before long, the blood-red runes hidden on Feng Qing's body appeared, and these runes seemed to be drawn together and gathered into Gu Qingqing's claws.
As the crimson runes were continuously extracted, Feng Qing's fur gradually dimmed, its body shrank, and it transformed back into a skin puppet.
Wisps of white light rose from Feng Qing's mouth, ears, nose, and mouth, slowly coalescing into a ball in the air.
When no more white light was emitted, Gu Qingqing carefully picked up the leather puppet "Feng Qing" and placed it in the deepest part of her storage ring.
There were also bluestone feathers and two mysterious wooden plaques.
"Ji Zhuang," Gu Qingqing said, opening her eyes, "Use the 'Soaring Wind and Controlling Rain Technique' to eliminate any traces. Let's go."
Ji Zhuang nodded and flew into the sky.
Gu Qingqing jumped onto Ji Rong's back, and soon the wind and rain swept away their traces.
The two birds flew towards Xifeng Island.
Gu Qingqing sat on Ji Rong's back, covering her face with her claws, sobbing silently.
After flying for a short while, Ji Rong's back became wet.
She had no choice but to stop on a towering rock pillar and comfort Gu Qingqing, saying, "Qingqing, don't cry. Did you hear that? It's telling us to come and get it later."
It still wants to be Feng Qing, and it needs the dragon's essence and blood to provide it. This shows that it no longer wants to be the mirror spirit. Its relationship with the dragon is very close, and it's possible that the dragon will bring it back in the future.
The weeping Gu Qingqing felt that Ji Rong's description of the relationship was not quite right, but that didn't stop her from thinking it made sense.
"Feng Qing, I'm waiting for you to come back!" Gu Qingqing shouted in her heart.
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Nanlu and Siyuan made their way to the desolate sea at a leisurely pace.
Upon reaching the desolate sea, Siyuan activated the Heavenly Mandate Palace Order. Following the order, they arrived at a scorched, desolate island full of reefs, where they found the Mirror Spirit standing quietly on the shore.
The island was covered with traces of lightning.
Si Yuan made hand seals and chanted incantations, using the "Heavenly Mandate Palace" seal to gather the will of cause and effect.
Without any resistance, the Mirror Spirit of Cause and Effect merged into the Palace Decree of Destiny.
After the Mirror Spirit returned, Si Yuan closed his eyes and continued to perform hand seals, turning the Palace Seal to search within the will of cause and effect.
The Mirror Spirit immediately transmitted a series of images.
As the lightning struck, the mirror shattered, and the dead Huang Wen lay on the beach, his golden-red blood completely eroding the array patterns on the Life Mirror.
Amidst a storm of lightning and thunder, a dragon's tail was pierced by Zhan Shi's magic spear; blood gushed from its body before it was engulfed by lightning.
After Si Yuan recalled the palace seal back into his body, he stretched out his right hand, which opened and closed to transform into a mouth, and said, "Lord Nanlu, the Karma Mirror was shattered by tribulation lightning and then stained with the blood of a dragon fish, which is why it was completely damaged."
The dragonfish is dead, and a one-horned dragon is seriously injured and missing; it's probably beyond saving.
Nanlu nodded to indicate that he understood.
The search for the divination mirror went smoothly, and Nanlu was very satisfied.
On the way back, Nanlu admired the desolate scenery of the lower world while teaching Siyuan the principles of being a god, which made Siyuan's eyes shine with worship.
Upon returning, Nanlu erased Huang Wen's name and then summoned a servant to inform him of the death of the War God Temple and Jiao Jue, and to cross out Jiao Jue's name.
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Having survived the tribulation, Jiao Jue returned to Huofeng Island fourteen days later.
He stretched out his six-zhang-long golden body, brandished his five eagle claws, and held his head high with two tufts of fur on top, looking extremely majestic.
He squinted and flew around Huofeng Island in circles, displaying an air of royalty.
His appearance frightened the lich guards, who immediately reported it to their superiors.
While Wu Yue was studying the usage of the Hundred Islands Formation's general seal, a clansman hurriedly came to see him, saying, "Great Wu Yue, there's an enemy! A golden dragon has come from outside and is circling our island."
Wu Yue hurriedly followed his clansmen to the newborn Jiao Jue. Although he felt that Jiao Jue looked familiar, he did not recognize him.
But Jiao Jue spotted him immediately. He squinted triumphantly and swooped down, circling Wu Yue once.
Then, he rested the enormous dragon head on Wu Yue's shoulder and said, "Old man, I'm back."
Jiaojue's voice is different now.
His original voice was naturally pleasant, but it had become somewhat muddied, like ripples in water.
Now his voice is as melodious as heavenly music and as clear as flowing spring water.
Wu Yue could neither recognize Jiao Jue's face nor his voice.
But he knew that only Jiao Jue would call him "old man," so he couldn't help but ask, "Is it... Lord Jinlong?"
Jiao Jue squinted, raised his head slightly, and nodded gently, saying, "Yes, I'm back!"
Looking at Jiao Jue, whose body had shortened considerably but whose aura was as powerful as an emperor, the old man Wu Yue felt that the future of the ancient witch clan was once again full of hope.
So, old man Wu Yue straightened his back unconsciously.
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