Chapter 420 419 Lotus Seed Soul Disappears, Reconciling the Semi-Saint Treasure

Could this be the legendary mountain of books and sea of ​​topics?

Song He stopped and observed very cautiously.

The consciousness cautiously explored forward, and touched an inconspicuous stone tablet on the outermost edge somewhat secretly.

As a result, I only felt a blazing "fire".

The awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism!

Moreover, the purity is extremely terrifying, and it is estimated that only a being above the level of a god can produce it.

"The majestic energy is soaring into the sky... This is so terrifying."

If he read correctly, the stone tablets, bamboo tubes, and books should all represent the embodiment of Confucian magical powers, full of profound "literary spirit."

In such a hell, it is simply a volcano, enough to burn and resist all existence.

All yin energy and spiritual souls are vulnerable to this mountain of books. Unless the literary energy inside completely disappears, the existence below trying to escape is almost like a dream.

As for the magical power sealed in it...

Through his spiritual consciousness, Song He seemed to be able to hear a clear and upright voice saying non-stop: "Bullshit, crap, crap, crap, crap..."

It’s both inconsistent and weird.

It's really like a mental attack.

The embodied word "broken" came out of the scribe's mouth and hit the sword unceremoniously, causing the sword to be really smashed and dejected, as if it was broken.

"..."

Why does it look so weird?

"The Confucian version of Wuzhishan, but what's going on with this mess, Senior Brother Lianzi?"

For things he didn't understand, he decisively asked his senior brother for help.

At this time, his senior brother was already standing beside him.

Layers of lotus-like spiritual power bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, easily blocking out everything around him, including the tiny spiritual power and the sound of reading.

Senior Brother Lianzi heard his question and asked strangely: "What is the rotten thing?"

"It's the magical power I used before. Senior brother, don't you think it looks like it?"

"...There is indeed some similarity. The essence of his magical power should be his attitude towards obstacles in knowledge and vision.

The half-saint Vincent who had successfully overcome the barriers of knowledge and vision must have had the thought of giving up and getting over it, but he successfully suppressed it.

But he did not abandon this unsteady thought in confusion, but instead condensed it into magical power.

Now he combines giving up with intellectual and visual barriers, and combines it with Confucian teachings and magical powers, which is equivalent to persuading living beings to give up resistance and accept the influence of intellectual and visual barriers honestly.

The two magical powers originally came from the same source, so the effectiveness is almost doubled. However, the soul of the divine sword itself is extremely powerful, which can be regarded as providing power for the Zhijianzhi.

It is truly amazing and a wonderful method. No wonder Wen Bansheng was summoned by a saint from the upper world. "

At the end, Brother Lianzi's voice contained very direct admiration. Although these two methods come from the same source, it is not that easy to combine them.

But that semi-saint Vincent did it.

And it also successfully used this combination of powers to suppress the body of the Divine Sword, minimizing its reaction to the outside world, which was almost foolproof.

The stronger the divine sword, the stronger this spell will be; once the divine sword is weak, it will naturally become impossible to escape.

If the divine sword does not disappear, the barriers to knowledge and vision will not disappear either.

Song He understood the meaning of this technique and clucked his tongue and said: "It is really taken from the sword and used for the sword. But senior brother, why does the power of Half-Saint Wen suppress this divine sword?"

This was a question he was very curious about.

Could it be that the loss of the Divine Sword was planned by Chenhuan Academy? If the Tianqing Sword Sect knew about this, it would really be fun.

Anyone can do evil things, but don't let others catch you. If you are caught, they will definitely retaliate severely.

In a sense, it can be regarded as a convention.

Senior Brother Lianzi shook his head: "I don't know about this, but Tianqing Sword Sect, Tianji Sect and Chenhuan Academy have nothing to do with each other.

There were a lot of nasty things between them.

The reason why Xiaolu doesn't want to get in touch with Wen Suixi of Chenhuan Academy is because he is worried that it will affect the relationship between our Xingke lineage and the Tianqing Sword Sect.

Maybe the two will join forces to target Tianqing Sword Sect... Well, we have to find a way to release the divine sword.

This is a huge favor!

There’s also some fun to watch! "

His eyes were shining, and he immediately pulled out the somewhat funny lotus root knife on the spot, eager to try it on the mountain of books in the distance, as if he was going to be reckless in the next moment.

"...just take it easy!"

This action made Song He's eyelids twitch wildly, and he quickly stopped him softly: "Brother, do you think that since the magic here is so similar to my magical power, is it possible for me to assimilate and control it?"

"Ah?" Senior Brother Lianzi was stunned.

Of course he wasn't stupid, he was just a bit reckless based on his own foundation, and he immediately understood what Song He meant.

"You want to tune the sunflower, right?"

Song He nodded: "Yes, my magical power can be spread by regulating the sunflower. If my consciousness can overwhelm the consciousness of this semi-saint, I should be able to take over control."

"The premise is that you can suppress the consciousness of the semi-saint."

"This kind of Confucian semi-saint consciousness can be extremely firm. Are you really sure? If you are affected by it in turn, I can't save you."

"Sure." Song He nodded: "If my entire world's consciousness cannot overwhelm such a residual consciousness, then it shouldn't be."

His tone was firm.

Of course, the reason he took this risk was not just to release the magic sword and get the power of the Yangmei Immortal on it.

There was also... he wanted to analyze the power of the teaching and the knowledge barrier. If he succeeded, his rotten magic power would not lack power sources in the future.

At that time, he would raise some spiritual plants that gave birth to spirituality as "rotten spiritual power factories" and squeeze the spiritual plants hard.

"Then go." Brother Lianzi also knew that sometimes you have to take risks.

It's rare that Song He is willing and confident, so just go.

He... also has a way.

"I will protect you, just go." Brother Lianhua glanced at Song He and patted the latter's shoulder in an old-fashioned way.

"Go, but be careful after this time."

These words made Song He frown, and he immediately had a bad premonition.

"Brother..."

As soon as he said this, he saw Brother Lianzi running his fingers across his chest.

The light burst out immediately.

A green lotus seed was faintly visible rotating in his chest. There was a strange lotus pattern on the surface of the lotus seed, but it was erased.

Then, the figure of Brother Lianzi disappeared.

It dissipated in the stream of light, leaving only a green lotus seed blooming with a warm green halo, slowly rotating around Song He, adding a layer of protection for his soul.

Song He: "..."

Ah?

This, Brother, what are you doing...

He glanced at the lotus seed, but found that the description of "the ever-changing green lotus" on it no longer contained the "lotus seed incarnation" of the Taiyi Tribulation Lotus.

In other words, at this moment, this lotus seed was just a simple treasure that exuded power and protected him.

Song He's mood suddenly became very complicated.

His chest suddenly felt a little stuffy.

He sighed deeply, then sat cross-legged, suppressed all the complicated and touching emotions, and unfolded the Starlight Pure Land.

In the clear and bright Pure Land, the tuning sunflowers appeared one after another. They swayed their flower disks according to Song He's consciousness and released all the harmonizing power.

The tuning sunflowers are actually silent.

It cannot make any sound without the assistance of the rhyme bell orchid, but at this moment, their harmonizing power has integrated all the sounds in Song He's divine tree, including Song He's consciousness.

So, there is a sound.

It is a very low sound, heavy and continuous.

Like the pulse in the earth.

The Starlight Pure Land slowly disappeared after the sound appeared, allowing the sunflowers to spread these powers outward. It is obviously an invisible sound, but it integrates the tangible power of the rotten magic power.

In a moment, it was like a thick gray quilt, or a curtain, spreading from Song He's side to the distant Book Mountain.

The scholar sitting on the Book Mountain was still spraying wildly, as if he had not discovered or cared about this harmonizing power and the rotten magic power at all.

In a sense, it is true.

It is the spiritual power displayed by the semi-saint Wenbao. The semi-saint is at least at the level of refining emptiness. Such an existence can cause unspeakable harm to a world with just a move.

Of course, it will not care about the power of Songhe's small world.

But, it has been here for an unknown period of time, and it has long been numb.

It sprays day after day, and the knowledge barrier and the slacking have long penetrated into its spirituality-it does not make any reaction, but it is also slacking.

If it does not slack off and is not eroded by the knowledge barrier, how can it cycle like this forever?

The power of the semi-saint not only counts the magic sword, but also counts his own power.

Everything is like a precise gear running. He probably didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who could awaken such a weird magical power of slacking off, and happened to come here.

So.

The gray quilt invaded the book mountain without any obstruction.

"Ugh!!!"

As soon as the harmonizing force invaded, Song He felt a sharp pain - it was the instinctive reaction of the righteous spirit, even without any intention of attacking, but it still made his consciousness and soul burn like in fire.

His harmonizing force was not small, but in the power of the semi-saint treasure, it was still like a drop of ink in the ocean.

He wanted to dye the entire ocean with a drop of ink.

It was a bit wishful thinking, but turning the impossible into the possible was Song He's current goal.

The harmonizing force itself was able to assimilate the surrounding power, but it was just instinctively resisted and could barely be tolerated.

Song He patiently put all his mind into the harmonizing force, and spread the power very slowly, gradually dyeing the stone tablet, bamboo tube, and book with a gray halo.

This was destined to take a very long time to complete.

I hope that the refracting prism and the mirage soul flower can trap the sword spirit for a long time. Now there is really no room for any variables.

While controlling the spread of the harmonizing power, he searched for Yi Chen's figure. Logically, the sword spirit of the magic sword sent him down, so he should have come here, right?

Is he dead?

He wouldn't die so quickly, right?

With such doubts, he continued to infect the mountain of books.

His heart also became calm and peaceful.

The sky and the earth were always filled with thick fog, and soon even Song He was completely obscured.

…

At the same time, inside Lingye Sect.

Wen Suixi, who was holding the semi-saint treasure left by her third grandfather, suddenly felt something and uttered a light exclamation.

“Huh, someone can agree with grandpa’s idea?”

She looked at the “Suiyuan Bi Tan” written in cursive script in her hand, and was surprised to find that it was extremely happy and excited.

It even wanted to escape from Wen Suixi’s control and fly out.

This situation has never happened before.

The head of Lingye Sect glanced at her lightly, and suddenly asked: “You and fellow Taoist Qiongguan seem to be in the same place.”

In front of him was a formation plate created by Yingxingtang Yuanying, which recorded the map of the entire Bronze Realm of Lingye Sect at that time.

After Song He activated Jianmu, he had actually captured it and quickly located Jianmu’s position in the underworld of the Bronze Realm.

It is a coincidence that the location of Qiongguan Zhenren and Wen Suixi is also in the same area - that is the area where the natal magic weapon of the Bronze Realm King fell.

That magic weapon has the power of the Demon Ancestor Luohou and has almost endless vitality, so it can only be sealed in the underworld that is opposed to the Yang Realm.

Song He, even Senior Brother Lianzi and even Zhenren Xingke don’t know some inside information, but the head of the sect is very clear.

In order to avoid some unnecessary things, they strictly divided the various areas at the beginning. It stands to reason that the semi-saint seal of Chenhuan Academy should be in the Yang World.

This suddenly ran to the underworld, and it is almost exactly the same as the location of Tianjimen, which is obviously very abnormal.

The head of the sect now suspects whether Tianjimen and Chenhuan Academy did something at the beginning.

Qiongguan Zhenren still remained silent when he heard his words.

But he was really helpless in his heart.

It seems that this matter can’t be concealed. She should ask the head of the sect to close the mountain gate for hundreds of years after she returns to prevent those sword cultivators from going crazy.

Although Wen Suixi didn't know about this, she remembered the helpless expressions of the judge and the headmaster when she first came here, and she also keenly thought of something.

"This matter..."

She opened her mouth and was about to speak.

But at this moment, the semi-saint Wenbao in her hand seemed to be crazy and directly escaped from her control, and flew directly towards the door that had just opened a gap.

"Haha! My friend, I'm here!!!"

The scroll also had a middle-aged scholar laughing and leaving in a chic figure - that was Wen Suiyuan's consciousness, he actually came here!

This change was so sudden that even the head of the sect didn't expect it.

When he thought of Wen Suiyuan's crazy character, his face, which was originally calm, instantly changed from cloudy to gloomy.

He glanced at Wen Suixi.

He said in a cold tone: "Fellow Daoist Wen, I hope Senior Wen won't do anything. My seniors from Lingye Sect are not absent from the lower realm.

If something really happens..."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but the threat in it was too obvious.

It's easy to imagine that if something happens to the core disciples of Lingye Sect...if they go crazy, they will be more terrifying than Tianqing Sword Sect.

For a moment, Wen Suixi just felt tired.

This old ancestor, why didn't he come earlier or later, but at this time! (End of this chapter)