Chapter 105 Soul Lighting...

Zhao Yunlan's hand that had been supporting Shen Wei suddenly tightened.

Shen Wei finally nodded under everyone's doubts, nervousness or unclear eyes.

"The ghost king used himself as a medium to reveal the chaos. I used three old seals of the back earth seal to block it underground," Shen Wei said. Seams, it might leak a little now, but it shouldn't be too serious."

"It has been thousands of years since Nu Wa dissipated, and the old seal of the Great Seal of Houtu has limited power. How long can you block it?"

Shen Wei: "No more than half a day."

Everyone was in a dead silence, and Wang Zheng asked in a low voice, "What exactly is the Houtu Dafeng?"

Sang Zan gently pulled her, put a finger on his lips, motioned her not to say more - although Sang Zan could only understand 70 to 80% of their conversation, he accompanied Zhao Yunlan to track it down. Ancient secrets, heard some sporadically before and after, and had guessed five or six points at this time.

Shen Pesticide Bowl stared at Shen Wei closely, and asked him, "Then what are you going to do, Shang Xian?"

Shen Wei met his gaze calmly, held Zhao Yunlan's hand instead, and said calmly, "According to what I promised back then."

His calm and calm attitude made Shen Pesticide Bowl stunned on the spot. After a while, his eyes fell on the hands that the two held together. Looking away, the voice said unnaturally: "What can I do for you."

Shen Wei glanced at all the people and ghosts present, and said slowly, "In those days, when Lord Kunlun sealed the Four Pillars with the Four Sages, and when the great seal was loosened, the Four Sages came out and reappeared in the world, and now they have all arrived. In my hands, I need to re-seal the four pillars of Chengtianqidi, I hope you can help me hold my ground."

When Shen Wei said this, a huge gossip plate suddenly appeared above Antique Street. It was square and square, and the four images of Shaoyīn, Sun, Shaoyang, and Taiyīn stood side by side at the four corners, pointing to the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northwest respectively.

Then the slender mountain and river cone jumped out of Shen Wei's palm first, and it became taller and longer, vaguely like the appearance of a thousand meters standing in the middle of the Daxue Mountain. , rumbled and rotated to the white tiger position, the nib of the merit pen cut by the great god wood shot into the sky and fell into the blue dragon position, and finally the soul-suppressing lamp without a wick was still dim, and fell into the vermilion bird position following Shen Wei's guidance.

Zhao Yunlan: "Hey, wait, isn't the soul-suppressing lamp in the Palace of Hell?"

Shen Wei: "I just delayed it for a while, and I passed it smoothly. The one in the Hall of the King of Hell is just a blindfold."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be a little ashamed of his behavior, and lowered his head slightly: "In extraordinary times, the means are not in the way, ashamed."

Zhao Yunlan: "..."

Shen Wei took Zhao Yunlan's hand and said softly, "It hurts a bit."

After speaking, Zhao Yunlan only felt that his fingertip was stabbed by something, and a round blood bead appeared, and the blood bead flew into the soul-suppressing lamp impartially, pulling out a very thin line.

Then Shen Wei took off his small pendant from his neck that he refused to take off, pulled out the bottle, and poured out a little bit. On the slender wick formed by the bloodshot, a faint glow like a firefly rose slowly from the soul-suppressing lamp.

Shen Wei lowered his head and put Zhao Yunlan's broken finger into his mouth.

"Wait, that's it?" Zhao Yunlan, "Then why didn't the King of Hell say to draw a tube of blood from my heart."

"Ten fingers are connected to the heart." Shen Wei said, "The soul-suppressing wick has been lost for thousands of years. The underworld is looking for a magic weapon to keep the soul safe, so that the soul-suppressing lamp will burn forever. I only have half a day to seal the four pillars again. , one line is enough."

When Shen Wei said this, he raised his head and said to the crowd, "Kunlun has encapsulated the Four Pillars with the honor of the Mountain Sage. Although I have inherited thirty-six mountains and rivers, I was born with a filthy body, and there is no way I can establish any relationship with the Four Sages. Contact, please help me, I would be very grateful."

He showed his original appearance, with long hair hanging down, a bit of innate demonic energy and Duan Fang Ruyu's gentleman's air strangely and contradictoryly mixed together, he was indescribably elegant.

No one can refuse him.

Wang Zheng and Sang Zan looked at each other, walked side by side under the mountain and river cone, Daqing grabbed the golden bell by his neck, turned his head and walked towards the merit pen, and Lao Li, who was carrying the big stick, looked at this, and then at that , and finally hung a burnt fried fish under the stick, followed Daqing silently, while Lin Jing took out 108 beads and stood under the reincarnation sundial.

Just as the Shen Pesticide Bowl was about to pass, Zhao Yunlan suddenly stopped him: "Hey, who is that?"

The God Pesticide Bowl was facing Zhao's father's body and turned around: "Who is that?"

"..." Zhao Yunlan, "Don't take advantage of it, it's not enough, do you really think you're a father - take a step, let me tell you something."

Shen Pesticide Bowl smiled helplessly, and followed Zhao Yunlan to the side: "Kunlun-kun, please speak."

Zhao Yunlan leaned back against the big locust tree and glanced down. The big locust tree seemed to be extremely calm, nothing like it was suppressing something great... and it only lasted for half a day. His cigarette case was empty, he raised his hand into Father Zhao's pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, took it for himself, and lit it up.

After a while of silence, Zhao Yunlan said in a low voice, "Actually, I want to ask you something."

Shen Pesticide Bowl whispered: "Don't dare."

"Really," Zhao Yunlan said, "my parents are only my son, I should have given them the retirement age, but I didn't think it would be too late, even if it was too late, I don't want them to send the white-haired person to the black-haired person, you give it to me Figure out a way."

Shen Pesticide Bowl was silent for a while: "I... don't quite understand what Kunlun-kun means."

Zhao Yunlan: "Don't pretend to be confused, I think you understand it quite well."

Shen Pesticide Bowl gave him a deep look: "So in the final analysis, is it because you promised to live and die with him that the Soul Cutter can fulfill the contract without a second thought?"

"Fart," Zhao Yunlan glanced at him lightly, and let out a puff of smoke casually, "a yard is a yard, are you a prostitute?"

Shen Pesticide Bowl knew that he had lost his words, and lowered his head and was silent for a while: "I understand."

Zhao Yunlan stared into his eyes, and listened to Shen Pesticide Bowl saying word by word: "If Lord Kunlun is not alive, I will leave your father's body and live for you as 'Zhao Yunlan'. Rest assured, Holy."

"Live well, live like 'Zhao Yunlan'," Zhao Yunlan patted his dad's shoulder "rebellious", "Enjoy what you should enjoy, and do everything you need to do, I thank you. "

After he finished speaking, he took two deep breaths, extinguished some of the cigarette butts that had not been burned to the end in a hurry, and passed by the god pesticide bowl.

The medicine bowl walked towards the reincarnation sundial and Lin Jing, and Zhao Yunlan stood alone under the soul-suppressing lamp.

Zhao Yunlan gently touched the soul-suppressing lamp. The lamp was engraved with uneven inscriptions, which were exactly the same as those on the back of the soul-suppressing order. He had a strange feeling, as if the lamp was really connected to his flesh and blood, beating. The lights miraculously coincided with his heartbeat, as if there were two people standing there—the same person who was thousands of years ago and who was thousands of years later.

Zhao Yunlan felt an indescribable sigh in his heart. It turns out that the white clouds and the vicissitudes of life have already been rotated, but he himself is like the guī of the eighty-thousand-year-old man, and there is no difference at all. Really Enough from start to finish.

Shen Wei turned his head to look at the owner of the grocery store who was guarding the boundary between Yin and Yang. The old man and a night shift specialist from No. 4 Guangming Road surrounded the large array. Raising his fist, like the ancients, he bowed his hands to Shen Wei: "This old thing of mine has no other use, I will protect the Dharma for Shangxian."

Shen Wei nodded, then he raised his finger and wrote the ancient words from the gods and demons in the air stroke by stroke. They themselves seemed to have power, waving in the air like water waves. The pen seemed to bring the sound of the sky from a distant era, and then Shen Wei put his fingers into the palm of his hand, slapped heavily on the entire text, all the strokes fell apart, flew to every position in the corner of the four elephants, and landed on every corner. A person's eyebrows.

In an instant, everyone heard the incantation handed down from the beginning of the prehistoric times. It was extremely heavy, and it made people feel the urge to pay homage to it, and it came out of their hearts.

Shen Wei finally glanced to the south, just in time to collide with Zhao Yunlan's eyes in the air, he suddenly smiled very lightly, like a flower blooming in a blink of an eye.

It was dark in the palace of the King of Hell, Zhu Hong couldn't see anything, and was wandering around blankly, only the branches of the Great Sacred Tree given by Shen Wei in his hand lit up with a faint white light, supporting an invisible protective film around her. Strictly isolates her from the terrifying ghost clan outside and the omnipotent chaos, and the seemingly delicate little bud seems to be more and more green.

Suddenly, Zhu Hong heard someone calling her name anxiously, Zhu Hong turned her head, and saw the Fourth Uncle Snake leaning awkwardly in the gap in the Hall of Hell, carefully hiding under a huge scale—that was Fuxi scales, one of the sacred relics of the snake clan, Zhu Hong recognized it.

He seemed to be seriously injured, and he couldn't even maintain his human form, revealing the green snake tail on his lower body.

When the Fourth Uncle Snake saw her, he was shocked at first, and then he said sternly: "What are you doing here? Why didn't you leave with the Lord just now? Don't you want Xiaoming?!"

He glanced at the situation outside, and quickly got out of the crack in the stone. Zhu Hong rolled up his long tail and pulled her into the crack. There was blood on the corner of the man's mouth, facing Zhu Hong, even more so. Even his face turned white with anger: "There is no child in the whole family who is as careless as you. Don't you stupid girl know the danger? Don't you know how to run?"

Zhu Hong: "I'm worried about the fourth uncle..."

The Fourth Uncle Snake interrupted her coldly: "It's not up to you to worry about me as a kid who can't transform and can't transform."

As he said, he checked Zhu Hong up and down, but found that she was actually intact and had no broken skin at all. Then he felt relieved and snorted coldly: "Good luck."

Zhu Hong held up the branch of the Great Divine Tree: "It was given to me by Lord Soul Slayer."

Fourth Uncle Snake squinted his eyes: "Da Shenmu? How could he just give this thing away? What did he tell you?"

"He said that if these two buds are alive, it will give me a chance to find a good place to plant them."

When Uncle Snake heard this, his mind changed sharply, and suddenly he leaned heavily on the stone wall of the Palace of Hell, his brows clenched tightly: "As expected, the Great Seal is about to be broken, and he is going to take care of him... Is it possible that the Great Seal has already passed away? broken?"

Zhu Hong was confused and didn't dare to disturb his thoughts, so he didn't ask any questions, so he just stood there silently, and after a while, Uncle Snake whispered to her: "You are a foolish little girl. - Quickly put it away."

Zhu Hong immediately nodded in agreement, and at this moment, she suddenly made a "huh" and raised the branch of the Great Shenmu to Fourth Uncle Snake: "Look at it."

I saw that on the thick branch that did not know when, a light green green topped the dry and thick branch, revealing a delicate head-the first branch grew on the branch that had only two buds. Three buds!

Zhu Hong said in astonishment: "What's going on? Shen Wei said that the tree has only grown these two buds for thousands of years."

"'Shen Wei' is also your name?" Uncle Snake glared at her, then paused before saying, "Kunlun Shenmu shares the same life span with heaven and earth, and is the beginning of all life. Back then, Nuwa wanted to borrow the branches of Shenmu to live in Dalian. At the door of the disrespectful place, she had murderous intentions in her heart, and as a result, a tree that was not born or died... Now the branches are starting to sprout for no reason, maybe someone's mind has changed."

The two of them were relatively safe in the most dangerous places, while Guo Great Wall and Chu Shuzhi hanging on the suspension bridge were literally hanging by a thread.

Chu Shuzhi made a decisive decision, ignored the movement behind him, and let go of the hand that drew the bow. The swirling spell attracted a thunderstorm, smashing it down as if it was going to split the sky, and splitting the ghost clan on the other side of Guo Great Wall. He faced each other, and then he turned back quickly, his arms that turned blue-gray again stirred up a large rain curtain the moment he turned around, and the rain condensed into a huge skeleton, swooping down in the air.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and realized that behind him was not a secluded beast, but the red-eyed monster youth in human skin.

The red-eyed monster is a high-level ghost clan. After absorbing the chaos of the disrespectful land leaking from the cracks in the ground, the whole person... No, the whole ghost seems to have gone through the transformation of a salted fish like a shotgun for a pào. One of the ghost kings is dead, and the other is bound by immortal tendons to become a half-truth god. All the high-level ghost clans are eagerly aiming at that position, wanting to replace it and become a new generation of ghost kings.

The ghost clan, who would have been entangled by Chu Shuzhi's skeleton, only raised one arm and resisted the large skeleton formed by water. everywhere.

Afterwards, Chu Shuzhi only felt as if his chest was hit by a strong force, and his thin body flew out directly from the suspension bridge, and there was a cliff of thousands of meters below.

Guo Changcheng didn't even think about it. At that moment, he didn't know where the courage came from, and he didn't know what he was thinking at all. He jumped off the safety fence, jumped off the bridge like suicide, and rushed towards Chu Shuzhi. The waist bag that was originally in his arms fell on the bridge, and the soul bottle was scattered on the ground.

There was a thunderous rumbling from the ground again.

The four saints were linked together by the incomprehensible ancient inscriptions, with Shen Wei as the center, and gradually circulated smoothly. Everyone who stood for him could feel the inscription in his heart that was punched by Shen Wei and beside him. The connection of the four saints, can't help but silently recite the words that cannot be read or understood in his heart.

Old Li, who was holding the big stick, seemed to be agitated by the ancient inscription. He lowered his head and glanced at the ridiculous but solemn fat cat beside him. Hearing the sound of the cat's bell shaking gently, he suddenly spoke in a low voice. Said: "Three hundred years ago, there was a man who developed an incurable disease on his bones, and the pain that he could not survive or die could attack. If you think about it now, it would be bone cancer. The family made their own decisions, burning incense to ask God..."

Daqing was shocked and raised his head in disbelief.

Old Li was already gray-haired, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the head of the cat he had touched countless times, but this time, the black cat avoided it. This old man who seemed to have a strange obsession with bones and who had been unknown at No. 4 Guangming Road seemed ten years old for a moment, his lips trembled for a moment: "Later God didn't invite him, he invited a man who loves fried fish. Black cat. That person is terminally ill and can't go out all day long. He is very boring every day. When he sees a little living thing that can breathe, he gets excited. He regards this black cat as a god-sent little friend. He can't go out of the courtyard. ."

Old Li's eyes were a little wet, as if he was about to cry, but his eyes were already cloudy, and he couldn't shed a single tear: "But later that person found out that the black cat was not an ordinary cat, but a god cat. It can communicate with yīn yang and ascend to the earth. One day the black cat entered the wine cellar by mistake, fell into the wine vat and got drunk, and told the secret of the golden bell on its neck, it said that the bell was the old owner As a gift, there is half of its primordial spirit in it, which can live and die, and reverse the cycle of reincarnation... That person's death is imminent, and he is so afraid of death that he is about to go crazy."

Daqing said coldly: "So you deceived my bell from me. Thanks to your blessing, you taught me a good lesson. Only then did the stupid cat know what it means to be defensive. I heard that you finally died. How about being buried outside Shanhaiguan and living for a few more decades, does it feel good?"

Old Li said softly: "It's like a sting in the throat, like a maggot attached to the bone."

Daqing turned his head and said, "That's a pity - what are you sneaking into the special investigation department? You have been undercover for decades, and the old master of Juren was aggrieved to watch the door and do chores for us - my bell is I just found it recently, when you came in, there was nothing on your body that could give you another plot, right?"

Lao Li suddenly knelt down on his knees - three hundred years later, he was reincarnated, but he always carried the poison buried in the bones of his life, and stood at the door of No. 4 Guangming Road, as an inconspicuous gatekeeper. Looking forward to feeding the increasingly prosperous black cat a few small fried huáng fish when he gets off work every day, he thought that this life would be over like this, and the next life would be the same, but the pen of merit hangs high above his head, the past Every point and every point, every piece of... But finally, it all boiled in his heart like an explosion.

Lao Li's turbid tears finally fell, and the silent merit pen seemed to hear something, and suddenly moved - it slowly turned half a circle, revealing the red and black tip of the pen.

Then the four elephants responded together—

The wood made a fire, and the soul-suppressing lamp flashed brightly.

Fire produces gold, and in the absence of the sun, the shadow on the reincarnation sundial slowly moves on its own.

Gold gives birth to water, and the patterns on the cones of mountains and rivers flow like living things.

The earth trembled violently, and the three old seals of the Great Seal of the Back Earth finally broke, and the ten thousand zhang qi under the seal was about to swept through the whole world, and the bright lights in all the towns and villages were extinguished, and the light in the living world. Like a fragile mirage, the wind blows and disappears immediately.

A voice finally calmly said the seal: "With the stone of three lives, seal the Western Baishan."

A stone of immortality.

Lin Jing and Shen Pesticide Bowl felt empty at the same time. The inscription just now carried the unique Buddhist golden seal of Bodhidharma and the breath of Shennong's descendants and disappeared into the reincarnation sundial. midair.

There was a loud noise in the direction of the due west, as if a big nail had been pressed into the depths of thousands of miles underground, forcibly pushing the black qi covering the earth through a clear and obvious gap, and the turbulent black qi was swept away. After dispersing, it miraculously dissipated a lot.

"With the spirit of mountains and rivers, seal the black water in the north."

Unfrozen water.

"With the source of good and evil, seal the east of the blue sky."

Unborn and dead.

The three saints disappeared one by one on the four elephants and gossip plates, and finally, there was only one soul-suppressing lamp left.

"With the soul of a god, seal the fire in the south."

Suddenly, the situation on the whole four-image gossip plate suddenly changed. The four pillars were all raised, and the soul-suppressing lamp was moved to the very center. Before Zhao Yunlan could react, he felt that the inscriptions poured out, and the connection between himself and the soul-suppressing lamp was broken.

A pair of hands hugged him from behind, Zhao Yunlan turned his head sharply, Shen Wei didn't know when he was behind him, and the moment he turned around, he kissed his lips deeply.

It was originally an extremely gentle and lingering kiss, until Zhao Yunlan felt that something in his heart was rapidly flowing out, and he suddenly struggled violently, but Shen Wei's palm was like an iron grip on the back of his head, and he couldn't break free. Zhao Yunlan's heart was ice-cold, and from acquaintance to Shen Wei... and even now, all the bits and pieces flashed past his eyes like a light and shadow, making him clearly feel that a hand is showing no mercy. Wipe them off little by little.

Shen Wei's whole body caught fire, until his long hair and robe were caught in the fire, he finally let go of Zhao Yunlan, who had fainted, pushed him away, sent him into the air, and landed in the distance. He looked in shock at the bosom of the god pesticide bowl here.

He took a deep look at Zhao Yunlan for the last time, and then he finally fell out of the fire and could never see again.

It turned out that the person he tried so hard to get was pushed away by himself in the end.

It turned out that his agency was close to the promise of life and death, but in the end, he broke the contract first.

"I can't die, I can't be destroyed, I can't become a god." He was naturally stupid, and when he was at the end of his life, he suddenly understood in the flash of lightning.

Shen Wei didn't know what to do in his heart, but suddenly he felt relieved, and suddenly had a feeling of "I am worthy of him", but...

It's a pity we can't see you again.