Dart Master

Chapter 64

How is it possible, isn't there the Sanqing Soul Locking Talisman?How could the soul be lost?

I opened the cuffs of the purple clothes, there was no talisman, and when I touched my forehead, the talisman was already stuck on the top of my head.

In an instant, I fully understood that in order to protect me, she did not hesitate to lose her own soul. In fact, before the fight started, she knew that she would definitely lose.

The silly girl!
Holding Ziyi's icy body, I felt angry and hurt in my heart, a feeling of soreness spread all over my body, and my throat choked.

"Why does Ziyi love me, Qin Wushang, so much? Aren't you a cruel widow? Why are you willing to be a silly girl!"

I have mixed feelings at the moment. In fact, I am a very rigid person in my bones. I always believe that good and evil are incompatible. I never thought that I would be friends with a wicked person, and I will live and die together.However, everything that happened in Baiqiao in just a few days almost turned my knowledge upside down.

The hypocrisy of people like Yan Donglou and Xu Dashan, and their ugly behavior of trying to win over the judges and make people in the Taoist sect fear the first, made me sick to the extreme.

But the old Gu Po and Zi Yi successively sacrificed their own lives for me, they are affectionate and righteous, and they will never give up in life or death.I am completely confused about what is right and what is evil.

"Ah!" I roared, holding Ziyi's body and running frantically to the disappearing room at the end of the corridor, "Ghost, give me back my purple-clothed soul!"

As I ran, my tears fell. I couldn't imagine that if I couldn't find Ziyi's soul, her life like a flower, and her face like a city were just folded in my unenlightened hands. What a pity and guilt.

I have always attached great importance to friendship, Ziyi has such affection for me, even if I have no feelings for her, I will do it with all my might, at worst, I will be buried here with her, or I will spend the rest of my life in pain and entanglement.

"Ziyi, just wait, I will definitely rescue you." I hugged Ziyi and rushed into the stone house.

The moment I walked into the stone house, I felt like I had returned to the stone building that night. Through the thin red cedar curtains, red makeup Phoenix candles, and fat-scented bead curtains, it was just a little more classical and elegant than the stone building. Just as luxurious.

Ding Ding Dong Dong!

A melodious and melodious pipa sounded softly in the stone house. The sound of the pipa was gentle and gentle, as if to soothe my manic and angry heart.

I put the soul-locking talisman on my chest to prevent being captured by the ghost, and walked slowly along the steps of the stone house with my purple clothes in my arms.

"You're here!" A cold voice came, and the speaker was sitting in front of the dressing table with her back on her back. She was wearing a long white dress that swept the floor. Judging from her figure, she should be a woman.Her long snow-white hair reaches her waist. At this moment, she is gently combing her hair with a mahogany comb, her movements are extremely elegant.

"Give me back Ziyi's soul!" I hugged the cold Ziyi and strode towards her coldly.

She turned her head slowly, and when I saw her face, I was very surprised.

I originally thought that the succubus would be extremely cruel and ugly, but I never thought that she is so beautiful. She is very beautiful, dignified and gorgeous, and her brows exude a kind of royal nobility.It's not as slutty and vulgar as ordinary female ghosts.

She looked at me, smiled faintly, flicked her long sleeves, and moved a chair in front of me, "Sit!"

I want to see what kind of tricks she wants to play, so I put the purple clothes on her big red bed, and sat down with a big horse.At the same time, the blood in the palm of his hand was churning, secretly suppressing a thunder in the palm of his hand.

"Hey, it's been hundreds of years, and you are the second man to walk into this boudoir of this palace." She glanced at me faintly, picked up a small emerald green jug, and poured me a glass of wine.

Who was the first person to walk in?I asked.

She smiled, a poor creature, she stole my husband's evil bone relic, was caught and brought back here to be punished, and I was just the guardian of this Dharma hall.

Your husband's evil bone relic?I frowned and thought about it, could it be that this is not only the forbidden place to seal the plague god, but also Daoyan's mausoleum, that is to say, when we were at the fork in the road, Ziyi and I went the wrong way and entered Daoyan's mausoleum by mistake.

Are you Dao Yan's deceased wife?I asked.She turned around and complained softly: "You are wrong, I am the imperial concubine, there is no difference between superiority and inferiority, even though he has made great achievements in the world, and he is in love with me, but he can only cut off his own love. It is also the reason why he wants to practice Buddhism in his own way."

It seems that Dao Yan is really a strange person. He and the imperial concubine are in love with each other. However, separated by heaven and man, the two can only hold hatred for the rest of their lives. They never thought that in order to break up their relationship, they would become a peerless genius who practiced both Buddhism and Taoism.

"Since you are the imperial concubine, why are you guarding the mausoleum for Daoyan here?"

"Because the emperor knew that only Dao Yan was in his heart, he pardoned him before he died. Since then, I have been waiting for his undead here. For hundreds of years, countless people have tried to disturb his mausoleum, and this place will be theirs." There is no way back." The ghost said quietly.

No wonder she can become a terrifying ghost. Strictly speaking, a ghost is not a ghost. A ghost has a soul body. Once the soul body is injured, it will be wiped out.

And the charm is the soul, before life, the soul governs the spirit, the soul governs the spirit, the charm is the soul body, the soulless body, to put it bluntly, it is just an invisible resentment, a spiritual imprint.

Therefore, there are very few charms in the world, and they are extremely difficult to deal with. No wonder Ziyi, who is good at inspiriting, is not her opponent. To deal with this kind of thing, the common way is to let her remnants dissipate.

When a person dies, all thoughts are lost, even if he turns into a ghost with remnants of resentment, he cannot escape from the soul.Only this kind of extreme waiting and agreement can make this imperial concubine wait here for hundreds of years with a trace of obsession.

In her heart, this Dao Yan without any title is his real husband, not the aloof king Zhu Di.

I have some vague sympathy for her, but I have to think about how to deal with her, with ulterior motives, God knows if she will suddenly kill me.

"What do you think of me? It's rare to come here. I think you are good, and I like it a little. Why don't you stay with me?" She stood up and asked proudly.

I smiled lightly and said, "It's a pity that I don't like you very much, so I advise you to give up this idea."

She didn't seem to expect that I would dare to contradict her so directly, her pale face became serious, and she showed her majestic majesty, and said coldly: "Bold!"

At the same time as this bold sound, I slapped the table, jumped up, and a blood-red palm thunder blasted over, hitting her firmly.At first I thought that this thunderbolt could kill her to some extent, but when I fixed my eyes, there was no sign of her in front of me.

Just as I was terrified, I felt a chill on my shoulder, and when I looked back, a slender snow-white hand with a gold armor was placed on my shoulder.

I turned my head slowly, and the ghost stood behind me unscathed, "You can't kill me!"

As she spoke, her finger touched my forehead, and I flew out like a lightning strike, hitting the wall heavily, as if my whole body was falling apart.

This is because she intentionally kept her hand, otherwise this finger alone could destroy my soul.

Palm Lightning is already the most powerful mantra Seventh Uncle taught me, and with my bloodline, the performance of these orthodox techniques has been greatly reduced.

It seems that if you want to deal with this formidable empress, you have to use a trump card.

Thinking of this, I silently recited the Blood Clothes Dafa, and the blood in my whole body boiled again. When driving corpses on a rainy night last time, I had no choice but to practice the corpse disgusting method left by Gui Lao, and at the same time, I accidentally remembered a blood clothes evil method .It's just that I once promised Bai Ling that I would never practice the Bloody Clothes Dafa again.

Now that the purple clothes are in distress, I can't take care of that much anymore. The big deal is that a thunderbolt is better than mediocrity.

Evil is evil, and it is always more open and aboveboard than those hypocritical gentlemen.If I really can only enter the Tao by killing, then start from today.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, only blood is the only one, the sky draws blood nets, kills all directions, and the Taoist priests who reach the sky are as urgent as the law!"

I slowly recited the incantation, the whole body's blood flowed from the crazy handprint of Dantian, a little blood light permeated between my fingers, and slowly the blood turned into a blood-red dharma net.I just felt that the blood in my whole body was about to be drained by the French net. I was so uncomfortable, my figure was on the verge of falling, and I gritted my teeth to force the spell with the stubbornness and ruthlessness in my heart.

The succubus seemed to sense the overwhelming evil spirit of the French Open, and his brows were slightly frowned, with a look of uneasiness on his face.

"Why are you so evil, tell me, is the evil bone relic on you?" She pointed at me angrily and shouted.

(End of this chapter)