Chapter 199
Song Ling quickly chanted the mantra, pointed at the oil lamp, and the light suddenly brightened up.

Strange to say, ever since lying in the mud, the miserable green light on Song Ying's body has gradually faded, and the flame has also moved to the side of the oil lamp, trapped by Song Ling and Shangguan Han's spells, and transplanted to the flame of the oil lamp. among.

After doing all this, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nephew looks like this, you still have to drink a dose of Immortal Resurrection Drink."

Shangguan Han used a purple gold gourd to fill a lot of Immortal Resurrection Drink. At this time, he poured it into Song Ying who was unconscious. A milky white light appeared from the inside out. out.

Huisheng Immortal Drink is one of the representative masterpieces of alchemy in this world. It can bring the dead back to life and reshape the immortal body. As long as the primordial spirit is not completely scattered, it can be rescued within twelve hours. It is a rare treasure.

"Brother Shangguan, I really want to thank you this time..."

Shangguan Han smiled, and went outside to talk with Song Ling.

After they left, in the inner room, where the oil lamp couldn't see, the shadows on the floor and the wall suddenly stretched and deformed, and silently spread out many tentacles, reaching out to Song Ying who was unconscious and defenseless.

When the shadow tentacles approached the oil lamp, a burst of flames burst out from the lamp burning with a bean-sized wick, and a fire net formed on it, covering Song Yingzhou from top to bottom, blocking the shadow back.

I tried several times, but all failed. There was a rustling sound in the shadows, as if a monster was whispering.

Finally, with a shrill whistle, the large and small tentacles receded like a tide and returned to the shadows.

These few lamps imbued with Taoism are equivalent to Song Ying at this moment. If the wick is not exhausted and the light is not extinguished, it can protect him from death.

In the outermost part, there is an everlasting real fire, which can protect against the invasion of external evils.

Even if the catastrophe is imminent, such an arrangement can be delayed for a day or two.

outhouse.

"Elder Song, this is not a small matter, and I'm afraid it will alarm the heads of the upper house."

"According to the usual practice, someone will come down within three days to ask the whole story."

The wind and rain hit the courtyard and the roof tiles, making a ticking sound.

At this time, Elder Song's mood was like a thunderstorm outside, the clouds were dense, the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled.

Shangguan Han understood his thoughts, but could only sigh.

"...be prepared early."

Elder Song forced a smile on his face.

"Let Brother Shangguan see the joke."

Patting him on the shoulder, Shangguan Han gave him a sympathetic look.

He knew about this child Song Ying, and he was expected to compete for the top ten true disciples in the next 60 years.

now...

It is almost useless, and can only wait for the reincarnation of Bingjie.

No matter who hides the younger generation who is ready to become a blockbuster, if such an accident happens, it will naturally not be in a good mood.

Shangguan Han left, but Elder Song was still standing there, his face uncertain, and he seemed to have made up his mind after a long while.

He fetched a few magic tools that he carried with him, as well as the magic weapon whisk that he carried with him in the morning and evening, and hurried into the inner room.

Opening the curtain, he walked slowly to the mud pit where Song Ying was lying.

Oil lamps illuminate the house, the lower end of the flame is fiery red, and the upper end is either pale green or pale.

According to the room, it is red, green, and white.

He murmured in a voice only he could hear:

"I didn't want to do this..."

Behind him, in his shadow, a large number of hair-like shots emerged, like a tide, gushing out along the walls and the ground, and even left the room and the yard...

In the mountains, in the natural caves.

He cheated the scheming person by hand, and sent the rotten air obtained from the void of the deity. Zhou Xun was refreshed and happily let go.

"The Qi machine that can corrupt the Dharma Body of the True Monarch Hedao is worth a lot. Thank you. If it weren't for the upright image of the Daoist Monarch, it would not be so simple."

Zhou Xun's true self is still in the catastrophe, constantly enduring various catastrophes, and occasionally requires incarnations and clones to bear one or two.

These corrupting qi mechanisms are a kind of catastrophe of dao transformation, which can eliminate the dharma body of the true king, obliterate the primordial spirit of the Tao, and even cause a series of catastrophes.

Zhou Xun's newly opened world is still at the level of the cave world, so he can't stand such a bad breath no matter what.

Just taking advantage of the momentum of that Taoist Yuqing's body to pull him, he passed this wave of corrupting energy over.

"If someone really absorbs these qi, it is certain that the Tao will skyrocket several times, but it is also foreseeable to be corrupted... I hope that person can last a little longer."

Thinking about it, Zhou Xun unfolded the scroll, shook off a dot of ink, which became bigger in the air, and returned to its original appearance when it fell to the ground.

It was the Taoist Yuqing who was captured alive, Qin Feng.

Qin Feng woke up like a dream and looked around.

One moment, he was still avoiding a vicious dog that could fly, jump and breathe fire, and the next moment he appeared here.

When he saw the young man standing quietly in front of him, he cried and cupped his hands.

"In Xiaqin Feng, an outer disciple of Yuqing Road Chenzhou Ningchuan Mansion Lower Court, was ordered to investigate Mr. Zhou's son. Lin's family member was the one who I met with my senior brother on the road and then intercepted and killed the pretender. My primordial spirit reincarnated, with great kindness and great virtue, I can't repay you in this life... If I can re-enter the Dao path in the next life, I would like to enter your sect, serve you, and have the right to repay you."

"I have been in the Taoist Academy for more than ten years, so what I see and hear should be of some value. Presumably you are also an enemy of the Taoist Academy, so it should be useful to you.

Please ask.

But what can be said, there is no hiding.

I just ask for someone to lead me into the Tao in the next life, and for a chance to escape. "

After speaking, Qin Feng closed his eyes.

Playing hide-and-seek with that dog in the world of the painting consumed too much of his energy.

Zhou Xun did not expect that there would be such a spy.

Such a cooperative attitude is really rare.

"Tell me what you think."

Qin Feng opened his eyes, looking at Zhou Xun with piercing eyes.

"I was calculated. If you are willing to listen, I will say a few more words."

So, from the time Qin Feng was found out, when he reviewed the mission situation, he realized that his memory was blank, until he was released by Zhou Xun again.

Zhou Xun stepped forward and reached out to touch his forehead.

Qin Feng subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he held back and let Zhou Xun watch.

Close at one point, Zhou Xun withdrew his finger.

"Sure enough, there is a ban. Near the Sea of ​​Consciousness between your brows, it is probably to ban a certain piece of past memory, so that you can't remember something clearly."

"As you think, it really was plotted against."

Zhou Xun returned to his small table and sipped tea slowly.

"Uh……"

There was a feeling of bone-piercing pain, and there was severe pain between the eyebrows, including the back of the head.

At the same time... a series of memories emerged.

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