Missy, she always does not seek to make progress 2

Chapter 488 You Want To Be A Scourge
The fire of karma is extinguished, and the sins are cleared. This century-old curse, the legacy of the Si family, will eventually wait for someone to end it.

In the ancestral tomb of the Si family, countless souls seemed to break free from the shackles that had been imprisoned for a long time, and fell into the sky like stars.

Wisps of spiritual energy quietly emerged from the clan protection formation, and the sacred flower that would not regenerate for a hundred years bloomed overnight in the snowy night.

squeak.

The five-color bird flew out from nowhere, uttered cheerful and crisp calls, and landed on the dome of Si Qing's old house.

The old patriarch prostrated himself on the ground, tears streaming down his face with excitement.

He can finally go to see the saint without regret.

Inside the house, Qin Liuxi put Si Lengyue, who had changed into clean underwear, in the center of the seven-star life-renewing lamp array. The bathtub had already been moved away by Feng Zu, and the ashes of the other array were collected by Teng Zhao in a porcelain vase. stand up.

Situ kneeled and crawled in with a pale face, looked at the unconscious daughter in the formation, panicked in his heart, stammered and asked: "Mystery Master, is this done? Why is Yue'er still awake?"

Guanzhu Qinglan said: "It's not that simple to burn her body and be reborn in Nirvana. Her three souls and seven souls have been shaken and become extremely weak. If she wants to truly Nirvana, the most important thing is that her soul must be nourished. The flesh fits perfectly."

"Then, will you wake up?"

Master Qinglan was silent for a while, and said: "After all, she is bleeding from a witch. Now that the blood curse has been lifted, the most difficult step has been overcome. Pindao believes that she will not give up easily."

Situ tightened his grip on the portrait in his hand, he said so much, but he didn't believe anything, that is to say, he couldn't be sure.

There was pain in his eyes, and when he blinked, tears fell.

Qin Liuxi put a soul-fixing talisman in the formation, and hung a few nourished soul-raising jade on her body, and looked at his apprentice: "Do you remember the meditation spell?"

Teng Zhao nodded.

"Read it, read it a few more times." Qin Liuxi pointed to the futon beside him: "It's right here, recite scriptures while practicing."

Without saying a word, Teng Zhao sat cross-legged on the futon and began to chant the mantra.

His words are correct, his voice is clear and warm, echoing in the room.

Qin Liuxi stood in front of Si Lengyue, made seals with both hands, and punched seven spells on her body one after another.

Master Qinglan couldn't help opening his eyes, and after seeing it, he sighed again: "Miss Si is lucky."

"What's wrong?" Situ asked hastily.

Master Qinglan said softly: "I don't ask my nephew to give her some golden light of merit. With the protection of merit, her spirit will be stronger and the chance of waking up will be greater." He looked at the solemn and sacred hall in the hall again. The statue of the saint murmured: "Maybe Miss Si can get a fortune."

The golden light cultivation of merit is not easy to come by, not everyone is willing, but she is willing to give it to people and ghosts, even if she needs it more.

Situ was startled, looked at Qin Liuxi, and then at his daughter.

Si Lengyue said that she believed her.

She was not wrong about a person.

Situ touched the deed paper in his arms, his eyes were eager.

Qin Liuxi opened his eyes, saw the golden light of merit falling into Si Lengyue's altar, reached out and tapped her forehead, and said: "I have done what I have to do, and the rest is up to you, you have to fight hard .”

She walked out of the seven-star lantern array, staggered and almost fell.

Feng Yu immediately supported her, seeing her pale face and cold hands, he frowned and said, "Are you alright?"

In order to break the blood curse, she has done countless things, and she is willing to bet on the punishment of God. Is it worth it?
If she changed herself, would she do this for herself?
Qin Liuxi's lips were a little pale, and her eyes were slightly narrowed. She saw a golden light flying from outside the house and falling into her altar. On the Lord, but they are less.

"It's not a bad trip." Qin Liuxi let out a sigh of relief.

Guanzhu Qinglan could see it clearly, and couldn't help sighing, feeling a little turbulent in his heart.

A ray of light came in through the window.

Qin Liuxi looked out and said, "It's almost dawn."

"Yes."

Qin Liuxi pinched Feng Zu's wrist and said, "Look at the seven-star lantern array for me, don't let it go out."

"Why...Xiaoxi!" Feng Yu hugged Qin Liuxi who had passed out, a little panicked.

Guanzhu Qinglan stepped forward, stroked her wrist veins, and said: "It was exhausted after using too much strength, let her fall asleep and rest."

Feng Yu directly sent Qin Liuxi to the bed in this room, and saw that Teng Zhao also came in, and said, "It's none of your business, go read your scriptures."

Teng Zhao didn't move.

"You forgot how she told you that what you want her to do is in vain?" Feng Yu glared at him and said, "Don't worry, your master is a disaster, nothing will happen."

Teng Zhao looked at him quietly, let go of your clenched fists before speaking, your nervousness betrayed you.

He went out.

Only then did Feng Zu turn around, took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a elixir, stuffed it into her mouth, and sighed: "You must not be a saint, you have to be a scourge, and a scourge can last a thousand years."

In a word, don't die, but hang on for a long time.

In this way, they can be together for many, many years.

Feng Yu thought about this, and suddenly thought of something, Qin Liuxi is just a mortal after all, this world is not a fantasy world, even if she is a cultivator, no matter how high her cultivation level is, if she is a hundred years old, or two hundred years old, her lifespan will be short. Will it end?

Or, can attain Taoism and ascend?
He was a little flustered for a moment.

A hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye. Will he be alone, no, a demon, watching the ups and downs of this boring world?

With deep eyes, Feng Zu sacrificed his demon pill.

If you give it to her, will she live forever?
Feng Chu quickly shook his head and took back the demon pill. He really dared to make his own decisions. She would probably burn him to death just like she did just now!
Don't try to be on the verge of death.

Covering her with a quilt, Feng Zu went out, guarding the light array as she ordered.

The sky gradually turned white, and just before the formation, the statue of the saint hanging in the house seemed to have a flash of light.

Si Lengyue fell asleep, but her soul seemed to be summoned by something, she stood in a white mist for no reason, until the white mist in front of her dispersed, and a woman appeared in front of her, whose appearance was somewhat similar to her own.

"My lord saint." Si Lengyue recognized the solemn and holy woman: "Are you alive?"

"I'm dead, this is just a lingering memory I left behind in the portrait. The Si family has withered for a hundred years, and finally found this lifeline." Si Qing smiled and said: "The blood curse has been lifted, and the blood on your body is white witch Your blood, the white witch of the Si family, shall be passed on to the world by you."

Si Lengyue was stunned. Does this mean that she should be a witch?

"Back then, I used Dayan divination to see the secrets of the sky. There were evil spirits coming out, and the world would be in chaos. The witch of our family should help the son of the savior and help the world to repay the merits. How dare you go?"

Si Lengyue's heart is beating wildly, who will save the world?
"Is it her?"

Si Qing smiled.

Si Lengyue raised her head, and said firmly, "I will go where she wants to go."

(End of this chapter)