Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll

Rescue

Chapter 102 Rescue

Li Wuxiang was silent for a while: "But you said there was a way just now, but it was very troublesome and not worth it - now we know that the mirror is using Lingshan to refine the Yin soldiers, can that method still be used?"

Cheng Peixin looked a little stunned: "Daoyou, he is just a casual cultivator -"

Li Wuxiang looked at her solemnly: "I promised him."

-That's just one of them. Another very important point is the external evil and Zhao Kui.

When Cheng Peixin first asked the door god's true spirit, he felt the emotion from Lingshan, which made him guess that the external evil was in Lingshan. He knew almost nothing about the external evil, and it was even more impossible for him to ask anyone, so he had to know a little about it.

Zhao Kui also said that he occupied the ancient cave in Lingshan. Zhao Kui is half ghost and half immortal, and he might jump out again at any time. It has almost become a heart disease for him, and he must figure out his existence.

Cheng Peixin now said that the mirror was using Lingshan to refine Yin soldiers. If--

"Master, what do you mean by using Lingshan?"

Cheng Peixin shook her head: "Daoyou, I advise you not to do that. Let's talk about the matter of using Lingshan... Your Sword Sect is a sword that breaks the law, so we don't value these methods we often use, but many of us, for example, if someone's things are lost and can't be found, then they perform a ritual to invite wild gods and monsters to find them."

"Or some people want to ask about other people's whereabouts, and they also have to perform a ritual to ask. In fact, they are also asking wild gods and monsters from Lingshan. All such spells, the things to be invited All of them are in Lingshan. As you know, Lingshan is a place full of yin and resentment, with reversed yin and yang and twisted spirituality. For example, General Bai wanted to refine the Yin soldiers this time, so he made this mirror a portal to Lingshan. "

"Although it is not really opening the door to Lingshan, but just borrowing a small piece of the outside of the door, it cannot be considered as being in the world of the living, but between the world of the living and the netherworld. Guo Jianming is there now, and it can be said that he is dead or alive. It is the same for you, fellow Taoist. If you really go in... no matter how high your cultivation is, you are still a living person after all. If the yin energy inside rushes in, I am afraid that your vitality will be damaged."

Coincidentally. He is not a living person either. "Borrowing a small piece of the outside of the door"... that is to say, there is indeed a connection with Lingshan.

Li Wuxiang looked at Cheng Peixin and realized that this was a great opportunity. In the future, when he went to other places, he might not be able to find someone like Cheng Peixin who made him feel at ease to teach him what to do and what to pay attention to.

He was too eager to know more now. Although he had been in this world for more than three months, he was still like a layman compared to the practitioners in this world.

So he nodded: "Although I am not very good at magic, I do have some means to strengthen the body. The temple master does not need to worry about me damaging the vitality. So I want to go in and save him? Is it difficult to save him?"

When he said this, Cheng Shengfei sat upright beside him, staring at him with burning eyes, as if he admired him very much and wanted to go with him. Her appearance made Li Wuxiang laugh in his heart, and he thought of Zeng Jianqiu again - if Zeng Jianqiu had met her instead of himself, he would definitely pass on the sword sect's method to her without saying a word, and would also find ways to make her a swordsman, thinking that the two of them were of the same mind.

Cheng Peixin looked at him, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, she exhaled: "Okay. If you really want to save him, the method is not difficult. He is trapped in a mirror door, just break the door. You can also bring a bronze mirror in. When you get in, it should be a chaos. Then you have to wait for a while. When Guo Jianming can speak, there must be a strange image inside. At that time, you point the mirror to the place where the strange image appears, break the mirror, and the spell will break by itself."

"But... when you get in, if there is a voice calling you Whatever you do, for example, if you hear my voice, you should ignore it. It may be the evil spirits from Lingshan. "

Li Wuxiang nodded: "Okay, when is the right time?"

"The sooner the better. The longer Guo Jianming stays in there, the more damage his vitality will suffer. The danger of this kind of magic lies in the fact that it damages the foundation of the body. If you are confident in your ability to strengthen your vitality, there is nothing to worry about. Fei'er, get a bronze mirror, a new and bright one!"

Cheng Shengfei responded and quickly took another bronze mirror. It was much more delicate than the one in Li Wuxiang's hand, and it also had a slight scent of powder.

Li Wuxiang took it in his hand, and Cheng Peixin repeatedly reminded him not to respond to any other noises when he heard them inside, and then he placed the side that trapped Lao Guo on the stone table with a teapot, and asked Li Wuxiang to hold the mirror in his hand, facing each other, and stare at his own appearance reflected in the bronze mirror.

Then, she took out a small object from her sleeve. It looked like a pearl the size of a fingernail, shining brightly in the night.

Cheng Peixin twisted the small object with three fingers and showed it to Li Wuxiang: "This is the Moon-Pointing Mysterious Light of our Tianxin Sect, but like the Five Mountains True Shape Map in Xu Daosheng's hand, it is not the original device. I will use this thing to send you in."

She raised her hand, her sleeves slipped off, and held the small object in the air, with the full moon in the sky as a backdrop. Then she rubbed her fingers together, and the small object disappeared in an instant, as if it had melted into the moonlight.

Li Wuxiang was wondering where the little thing had gone, but suddenly he felt that when Cheng Peixin took back her hand, the night sky suddenly darkened, but the courtyard felt bright again. He looked again - the moon in the sky was picked by her! A bright halo the same size as the moon in the sky fell on the table, reflecting the two mirrors.

Cheng Peixin shouted softly: "Daoyou, concentrate!"

Then she pushed the halo forward - Li Wuxiang only felt that the surrounding world was bright and dark again, and a strong bloody smell rushed into his nose. The ground under his feet seemed to disappear, but it seemed to be still there. He felt like he was stepping on something, but he didn't step on it firmly. When he raised his foot and put it down to test it again, the thing under his feet seemed to catch up again, as if there was no established concept of "ground" here.

It should have entered the mirror. This was the first time that Li Wuxiang felt that he "couldn't see anything", but he could hear some subtle sounds, which sounded like something was crying somewhere very far away. He remembered Cheng Peixin's words and ignored them, and whispered: "Old Guo?"

But no one responded, as if he was the only one here. Li Wuxiang frowned and spoke again: "Guo Jianming?"

Still no sound. His heart skipped a beat, and a thought immediately popped up - was I deceived?

But the next moment, someone spoke in the darkness, in a fragmented voice, like a madman: "Don't listen, don't listen, it's all fake, it's all fake, get out of here!"

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