Grand Nuo Lord

Chapter 35 Demon Spirit
The world is like a tide, the water is deep and turbid, and many things are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Practitioners all know that when the Feng family opened the Red Leaf Collection a hundred years ago, they set up a very powerful formation here called the Three Mountains and Three Talents Formation.

Qingshan Pavilion has three floors, and each floor has a landscape painting. They are all Qingshan Academy's "I See Qingshan" paintings. They were painted by three great scholars of the Feng family a hundred years ago. They are the cornerstone of the formation.

The three murals and the three green hills overlap in the meaning of mountains, which correspond to the three talents of heaven, earth and man. One mountain attracts earth energy, one mountain attracts popularity, and one mountain attracts sky light.

There are mountains, small rivers and Mingchun River near Fenglindu. The ten-mile maple forest takes root in the earth and continuously absorbs the atmosphere of the earth, the atmosphere of the mountains, and the atmosphere of water. This is the atmosphere of the earth.

Every time people in the market speak, fight, breathe, and all actions of living people, they will exude vitality, which is popularity.

The lanterns hanging above the Red Leaf Collection capture the sun during the day and the moon and stars at night, which is called skylight.

This grand formation gathers spiritual energy and popularity from all directions and converges it into the Qingshan Pavilion. The three talents gather together, and the mountain spirit is layered, which is very powerful.

For hundreds of years, the Feng family has had its children guarding this place, presiding over the formations. Every ten years, they change, and all of them are in the Hidden Nether Realm.

Because of this, Hongyeji has always been relatively stable. Although there are practitioners fighting each other, there has never been any major trouble.

Practitioners all thought that the Feng family set up this magic circle to protect Hongyeji and their own business.

Xie Yi thought so before, but now he doesn't think so.

He looked at the landscape painting on the wall and frowned slightly, "It turns out that the Feng family set up this market and set up a large array not to make money and do business, but to suppress demons."

The landscape painting was gleaming and colorful, exactly the same as when he first arrived.

He had just cast a spell to kill the demon spirit, which only caused the mural to shake a little. With the blessing of a large array of spiritual energy, the cracks were restored in the blink of an eye.

The only difference is that on the hillside full of wild flowers in the mural, there is a beautiful girl lying among the flowers. She is the demon spirit hidden in the mural.

She was killed by Xie Yi's spell just now. Her face was horrified, bleeding from seven holes, and her true appearance emerged from the mural.

However, during the restoration process of the mural, the blood stains on her face quickly disappeared, her face was calm, she was lying among the flowers with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep, and there was no trace of pain or horror.

Xie Yi watched the whole process and gradually saw some clues.

The demon spirit was indeed killed by his shock just now, but there was something strange about it that it was still alive and not dead.

The girl in that painting is like a demon flower. Although the flower withers, but the flower branch is still there, and the strange vitality is the flower branch, which is also the root of this demon spirit.

The weeds can be cut without eradicating the roots, but they will grow again when the spring breeze blows. That bit of weird vitality will never be extinguished, and this demonic spirit cannot be killed.

At this moment, the flower branches are still silent and dormant. In time, the flower branches will grow buds and bloom again. This demon spirit may come back to life again.

Xie Yi thought of what the market leader had just said, that the demon spirit had been trapped in the mural for a hundred years, and it was obvious that the market was established here.

He pondered for a moment and asked: "You imprisoned her in the mural for a hundred years. Are you unable to kill her, or do you not want to kill her?"

This demon spirit is weird. It has only a trace of spiritual thoughts, but it can confuse people's hearts. It can even confuse Qi Transformation monks.

With Xie Yi's magical power, he could disperse that trace of spiritual thought, but he couldn't break that little bit of vitality and couldn't completely kill the demon spirit.

However, the Feng family was a big family a hundred years ago, and there was a major cultivator of alchemy in the family, and they had a close relationship with Qingshan Academy. With their methods and connections, they should be able to kill this demon spirit.

"A hundred years ago, our ancestors of the Feng family and the mountain chief of Qingshan Academy both tried, and even found many helpers, but they couldn't erase that little bit of vitality." The leader said calmly.Xie Yi was shocked. The ancestor of the Feng family and the mountain chief at that time were both great monks who formed alchemy.

With their connections, the helpers they found were probably old monsters who had married Nascent Soul. Even though so many great cultivators were trying, they couldn't even deal with this demon spirit clone.

Xie Yi looked at the peacefully sleeping girl in the mural and said, "This thing is so weird. Where did it come from?"

The leader sighed and talked about a long-dusted past event of the Feng family.

It turns out that a hundred years ago, a very powerful young hero from the Feng family traveled across the East China Sea and traveled to Changsheng Continent.

Ten years later, the man returned to Feng's house. His energy was exhausted, he was confused, and he had become crazy.

He was entangled by the demon spirit at that time. The demon spirit was like vegetation, taking root in his body and soul, absorbing the vitality of his soul.

At that time, the Feng family invited many monks to treat him, but they were unable to completely kill the demon spirit.

The demon spirit can kill, but it cannot erase the strange vitality. Within two days, the demon spirit will come back to life.

The young hero was constantly tortured by demonic spirits, devouring his vitality, and died a year later. When he died, his hair was gray and his body was drained of energy and blood, just like an old man who was seventy or eighty years old.

Before the man died, he had a moment of clarity and actually painted a landscape mural and left a few last words.

"She will not hurt others after I die. You seal my body and don't destroy it. Place it in Maplewood Crossing and send someone to guard it. A hundred years later, a person will come to Maplewood Crossing with a token to find you. He said Whatever, you guys can do whatever you want, in this case, what I owe her will be repaid."

The leader of the collection spoke out the man's last words. As he spoke, he looked at the girl on the mural with complicated eyes.

When Xie Yi heard this, he knew that the relationship between the man and the demon spirit was unusual, and there was probably a complicated entanglement.

The Feng family should know some of the twists and turns. If the leader doesn't tell them, it's hard for him to ask. After all, this is a family matter of the Feng family.

Just as he was thinking about it, the owner suddenly turned to look at him and said, "Do you know why I invited you here to let you see this mural?"

"Could it be that the person holding the token has appeared and asked you to do this?" Xie Yi was confused by the demon spirit just now, and he knew that the master of the collection deliberately let him see the mural.

There was no enmity between them, and the leader was a gentleman from Qingshan Academy, so there was no way he would be allowed to see the demon spirit for no reason.

"Yes, today at noon, a young man suddenly came to my place, holding the elder's token, and asked me to hand over the mural to you." The leader said.

When Xie Yi heard about the young master, he immediately thought of the mysterious master who asked the old man to deliver the message at noon.

Although there are many young men in the world, when he heard these words, he immediately thought of that person.

He suddenly felt that the man sent him a letter, seemingly asking him to come and watch the sword, but actually it was for this matter.

"After all these years, how do you know he is the one you are waiting for?"

Xie Yi asked this because he wanted the Jizhu to talk about that person, and he wanted to know more about that person.

"The demon spirit in the mural has been silent for a hundred years. When the man came, she was frightened and woke up, and even called out the man's name."

"What's his name?"

　It’s numb, it’s stuck and the hair is slow. I’ve fixed the bug and fixed the magic barrier.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)