Chapter 1281: Spirit Summoning Array

The night sky is deep, and the broken stars are like dust.

Ye Chen brought Lin Shihua to a mountain stream, took a handkerchief, and gently wiped the dirt on her cheeks.

Lin Shihua didn't resist, and still stared at Ye Chen blankly, her hands were still tightly clutching the unfinished steamed bun, and sometimes she picked it up and gnawed it hard, gobbling it up, as if she hadn't eaten anything for a long time.

Ye Chen's nose was sour, and tears were still shining in his eyes.

He vaguely remembered that a hundred years ago, she was also a magnificent woman, but in order to save him, she used the forbidden psychic technique, and ended sadly on Qingluan's back and in his arms.

Today, this is still Lin Shihua, who was so magnificent a hundred years ago, her eyes are full of fear, and her whole body is full of traces carved by the damn years, which have left her devastated and incomplete.

I'm late!

Ye Chen gently stroked that clean cheek, and he wiped away the dirt for her, but he couldn't erase the traces of vicissitudes.

On one side, Long Yi watched quietly, feeling unbearable.

Lin Shihua, Taixu Gulong's only apprentice, in terms of seniority, he is also Lin Shihua's uncle.

Why!

Sighing secretly, Long Yi collected his thoughts and looked at Ye Chen, "Why don't you open up the past life memory for her."

"It's not that it can't be opened, but it can't be opened." Ye Chen shook his head lightly.

"Can't open? What do you mean?"

"Three souls and seven souls, she lacks one soul and three souls." Ye Chen said slowly, "My guess is that it has something to do with her forbidden psychic use in her previous life, and she sacrificed her one soul and three souls to the underworld, so that the reincarnation After his reincarnation, his soul and three souls are still in that ethereal underworld."

"Underworld." Long Yi frowned, as if he knew what kind of existence it was.

"Because of this, as a monk, she is delirious and doesn't know how to absorb spiritual energy, so she can only satisfy her hunger with food." Ye Chen said again, "A person like her who lacks soul and soul cannot open the memory of her previous life. , if it is forced to open, she will probably be out of her wits."

"It's a bit difficult."

"You are the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor, there should be a way." Ye Chen looked at Long Yi.

"There is no way." Long Yi pondered, "Use her remaining two souls and four souls to reverse summon the missing one soul and three souls, but the underworld is not an ordinary existence, and it is not on the same plane as the world we live in. It is difficult to communicate with the Great Emperor, it needs a kind of spirit-calling circle intertwined with soul and soul, if the one soul and three souls she lacks are destroyed, even I can't do anything about it."

"Always try."

"That's it, I'll go prepare." Long Yi immediately withdrew from the mountain stream, found an open place with rich spiritual power, and began to use the power of Taoism and blood to carve the formation pattern, which is a kind of mysterious formation.

Here, Ye Chen got up and gently took off Lin Shihua's ragged clothes, leaving nothing behind.

Under the moonlight, Lin Shihua's body is exquisite, but dirty.

Ye Chen picked her up, without any evil thoughts, and put her into a clear spring.

The spring water was rippling, with gentle ripples, which wet her body and hair, and constantly brushed off the dirt on her body. Under the bright moonlight, every inch of her skin shone with luster.

After taking a bath, Ye Chen took out a fairy clothes, covered her body, and put on embroidered shoes for her.

Lin Shihua's delicate body was still trembling from time to time, and the steamed bun in her hand had been replaced by Ye Chen with a crystal clear spiritual fruit.

Next, there is a mirror,

She was sitting and he was standing, holding a sandalwood comb in his hand, combing his hair gently, "Your name is Lin Shihua, you are a disciple of the Hengyue Sect of Great Chu, and your master is Taixu Gulong." , your senior brother is Ye Chen, and you have a Qingluan beast..."

While combing, Ye Chen spoke softly, for fear of scaring Lin Shihua.

Lin Shihua!

Taixu ancient dragon!

Ye Chen!

Qing Luan!

Lin Shihua muttered to herself foolishly, quietly listening to Ye Chen, and foolishly looked at herself in the mirror, with a confused expression and beautiful eyes blurred, this may be the first time she looked at herself like this It is also the first time I know what I look like, familiar and unfamiliar.

The stars are bright and the moon is bright.

This scene is very warm, just like the groom dressing up for his wife.

When Long Yi came, he could not help but let out a sigh.

However, when he glanced at the mirror, his eyes narrowed slightly, because there was only Lin Shihua in the mirror, not Ye Chen.

Long Yi thought that he had made a mistake, rubbed his eyes in a hurry to look again, and was sure that he was not mistaken, there was indeed only Lin Shihua in the mirror, but it was Ye Chen who hadn't combed her hair.

Long Yi frowned, and looked at Ye Chen, "What's your situation, why can't the mirror reflect you."

"He's handsome!" Ye Chen shrugged.

"I'm not joking with you." Long Yan's pupils almost narrowed into a line, gathering a sharp divine light, staring at Ye Chen, as if trying to find a clue from Ye Chen.

However, he didn't find anything wrong, and his frown deepened.

Ye Chen smiled and did not speak. He combed Lin Shihua's hair like water waves, and then he did not forget to gently insert a pearl hairpin into her curly hair, and that was the end.

Lin Shihua looked at herself in the mirror, smiled foolishly, and did not forget to take a bite of the spiritual fruit while smiling.

Ye Chen took out the jug, took a sip, and then looked at Long Yi, "The spirit summoning circle is ready."

Long Yi nodded slightly, still looking at Ye Chen with deep eyes.

Ye Chen gulped down a pot of wine, and then pulled Lin Shihua straight out of the mountain stream.

In the open space outside the mountain stream, there is already a huge magic circle with a radius of 30 feet, engraved with ancient divine patterns, and there is a kind of power that Ye Chen can't explain clearly, as if it doesn't belong to this world.

sit on it!

Ye Chen smiled gently at Lin Shihua.

Lin Shihua took a step back timidly, but when she saw Ye Chen smiling at her, she went up again and sat in the center of the circle, her delicate body began to tremble again, looking around in horror.

Long Yi took a deep breath, and began to pinch his handprints quickly, the handprints were so cumbersome that even Ye Chen clicked his tongue.

Call the spirit, open!

Following Long Yi's soft scolding, his handprints were frozen.

And as his handprints were fixed, the summoning magic circle was also opened, and the divine patterns on it began to flow, one after another, blooming with brilliant divine splendor, and mysterious power began to flow.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his fairy eyes faintly, and stared at the spirit summoning circle.

For some reason, the power flowing out of this spirit summoning circle is very similar to the supernatural power that someone once displayed.

hum!

The spirit summoning circle buzzed, and the spirit of the circle gathered on Lin Shihua.

Well!

Lin Shihua hugged her head and groaned in pain.

Soon, there was a brilliant celestial light on her body that shot straight at Misty Tianxiao, piercing through the sky and the earth.

Ye Chen raised his face subconsciously, staring quietly at Misty.

There, there is a vortex appearing, constantly rotating, and constantly growing in size. On the other side of the vortex, it communicates with a dark world, dark and quiet, like a black hole in space, with no end in sight.

What can be vaguely heard is that the dark and secluded world is full of howls of fierce ghosts, and the power of the underworld is raging.

Is that the underworld?

Ye Chen murmured, even if he just watched, he felt like his mind was about to be swallowed.

Don't look, look away!

Long Yi, who was in charge of the magic circle, suddenly gave a cold shout.

Needless to say, Ye Chen had already withdrawn his gaze, and there was still a ray of black blood overflowing from the corner of his left eye. The underworld was mysterious and powerful, and it was an unknown existence, which made his heart tremble.

Well!

Lin Shihua, who was in the formation, was still moaning in pain, her soul was ready to rush out at all times.

Ye Chen frowned, and looked at Long Yi.

Long Yi's face was pale, but he still maintained the magic circle, "The underworld is too big, and there are too many spirits of death. Even if there are souls as guides, it is difficult to find them. It will take time, and it is beyond your control."

"Poetry and painting won't last long." Ye Chen said hastily.

"Of course I know." Long glanced at the poems and paintings, then at Misty, "I still underestimate the underworld."

"Such as in the heavens and the myriad domains, the dead cannot be reincarnated. Will they return to the underworld after death?" Ye Chen asked.

"Not exactly." Long Yi said slowly, "In his later years, the Supreme One also used the world-defying supernatural power to communicate with the underworld, and he could actually see a corner of the underworld. The underworld has living things, and the Taixu Dragon Emperor called it "the underworld." The spirit of death, there are also existences in the underworld that stand shoulder to shoulder with the emperor, as for people who die, some may return to the underworld, but there are very few such people."

"This world is really full of unknowns."