Chapter 79: See Uncle Bai, I'll Borrow the Soul-Calling Banner

"This spiritual wine was originally given to Bai Yu by Taiping. No wonder he refused to reveal anything when I asked him about the brewing method."

In a spacious wing of Yangxin Pavilion, Peak Master Meng Qingqiu sniffed the wine gourd handed by Xu Taiping through the mouth of the bottle, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

"I got this wine by chance. If I drink a pot or a pot, even I, the disciple, don't know how to brew it."

Xu Taiping smiled.

"That's a shame."

Meng Qingqiu felt a little regretful.

"Master Meng, do you need this wine to replenish the divine energy you lost when you cast the soul-soothing spell?"

Xu Taiping asked curiously.

"Yes." Meng Qingqiu put the wine gourd on the table, and while continuing to arrange the spelling formation around Bai Hong's bed, he explained to Xu Taiping and Zhao Linglong and Bai Yu beside him:

"The Soul-Calming Curse I used, also known as the Soul-Calming Curse, is one of the few divine refining techniques in Qingxuan's inheritance."

"The effect is also very simple, just like the name of this spell, it calms the soul and calms the soul."

When she said this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the wine gourd on the table, and then continued:

"But this spell, even the simplest one- or three-word soul-soothing spell, will consume all my true energy, let alone the more difficult six-word or nine-word soul-soothing spell."

Xu Taiping nodded after hearing this.

"Even with your spiritual wine, I can only cast a three-word soul-suppressing spell on senior Bai Hong. It is still too reluctant to cast a six-word soul-suppressing spell."

Meng Qingqiu sighed.

It can be seen that she really tried her best.

"What's the difference between three characters, six characters and nine characters?"

Xu Taiping asked curiously.

"Like Senior Bai Hong's current situation, the three-word soul-suppressing spell can only suppress the remaining soul in his body for a day or two at most, but the six-word soul-suppressing curse can seal it for at least five days. Not to mention the nine-word soul-suppressing curse. , after being used, it can seal the remaining soul in Senior Bai Hong’s body for at least half a month.”

Meng Qingqiu, who had already arranged the spell casting formation, clapped his hands, glanced at Xu Taiping and said.

"Is it true that as long as you have enough divine energy, Master Meng, you can even lay out the Nine-Word Soul-Suppressing Curse?"

Xu Taiping asked tentatively.

"Yes." Meng Qingqiu nodded, "The only drawback of this Soul-Calming Curse is that it consumes too much divine energy."

Xu Taiping thought for a moment, then pointed to the wine gourd placed on the table by Meng Qingqiu and said:

"Master Meng, this pot of wine is a little different from Bai Yu's pot. It has not been blended. You can see if it is enough for you to cast the nine-word soul-soothing spell once."

"Let me take a look."

Meng Qingqiu nodded when he heard this, and with just a wave of his hand, he sucked the wine gourd into his palm, then popped the cork of the bottle with a "pop" sound, raised his head and poured a sip into his mouth.

"It's indeed a lot more mellow, but other things seem..."

After taking a sip of wine, Meng Qingqiu was about to make a comment, but he suddenly stopped in the middle of his words. Then the light flowed in his eyes, and a huge invisible power of the soul set off gusts of wind, "booming" A sound spread from her body.

"Taiping... you... you... how come you have such abundant soul power in your wine?"

After the breath around his body calmed down, Meng Qingqiu looked at Xu Taiping in shock.

"The mysterious senior who gave me this wine called it gentian wine."

After Xu Taiping thought about it carefully, he finally decided to reveal more to Meng Qingqiu.

With his current level of cultivation and fortune, even if he directly revealed the existence of gentian stone, it would probably not arouse too much suspicion from others.

After all, he is the leader of the Golden Scales, the most powerful monk in the upper Qing world in terms of martial arts.

"Gentian wine? This is actually the legendary gentian wine!"

Meng Qingqiu looked at the wine gourd in his hand and exclaimed a little lost his temper.

Xu Taiping was not too surprised by Peak Master Meng's reaction. After all, even senior Duan Tianya's reaction when he drank gentian wine was similar to hers.

"Master Meng, is this gourd and gentian wine enough to cast a nine-character soul-soothing spell?"

Xu Taiping interrupted Meng Qingqiu, who was still stunned.

"More than enough!"

Meng Qingqiu nodded with excitement in his eyes.

"but……"

She suddenly wanted to speak but stopped.

"But what?"

Xu Taiping looked at Meng Qingqiu in confusion.

"Only half a pot of gentian wine is enough to cast a nine-character soul-soothing spell. Can you lend me the remaining half pot?"

Meng Qingqiu seemed to feel a little abrupt and a little embarrassed when he said this.

"During this period, it's all up to you, Master Meng, to help Uncle Bai survive. If there's still half a pot left, Master Meng, you can take it."

Xu Taiping said very seriously.

"Then I won't be polite to you Taiping. If you need help in the future, you can come to Liufeng to see me."

Meng Qingqiu was very happy to hear that Xu Taiping was so happy.

Immediately, she raised her head and drank half of the gentian wine "Gulong Gulong" in the gourd. Then, while mumbling something, she forced a drop of blood essence out of her fingertips, and quickly wrote " "Ding" word.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up in the room, and the cold air retreated from every corner like a tidal wave, and finally all retreated into Bai Hong's body.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Qingqiu recited the mantra again and wrote the word "lock" with his essence and blood.

Just like before, part of the Yin Qi in the room was once again extracted and locked into Bai Hong's body.

When Lord Meng Feng wrote all nine words, the oppressive and cold feeling in the wing suddenly dissipated, and Bai Hong's pale face on the hospital bed now had a trace of life.

"Gulong..."

After Meng Qingqiu poured another sip of wine into his mouth, he turned to Xu Taiping with a smile and said:

"At least for half a month, Senior Bai Hong will not be in danger of his life."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Bai Yu's face only showed a smile briefly, and was immediately replaced by a sad look.

"Master Meng, in half a month, right?"

He hesitated to speak and looked at Meng Qingqiu with a frown.

"At least the Nine-Character Soul-Calming Curse should have no effect. We must find a way to recall the scattered soul of Senior Bai Hong within this half month."

Meng Qingqiu sighed.

Hearing this, Bai Yu's face turned pale again.

At this moment, Xu Taiping suddenly put his hand on Bai Yu's shoulder, and then said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I will help Uncle Bai Hong borrow the soul-calling flag."