Lu Yuan took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said:
"Uncle, the Compassionate Master's classic "Citabha Sutra" says: All spirits are good. Goodness is the root of the spirit; evil is the cover of goodness. The Confucian "Meng Kezi" says: Long trees tower into the sky, and their good shade People. The abyss is silent, and its goodness is hidden. No matter whether there is a spirit or not, there is a good intention in the heart. You are a senior and have read thousands of books. You know these principles better than me."
Fazhao glanced at him, never expecting that he would memorize Cijia and Confucian classics, and was a little surprised.
"The banshee is willing to follow my nephew, cut off her left arm, burn down the demon domain mansion, and also wants to find a way to convert the demon pill. My nephew feels that these actions of hers are sincere."
Fazhao snorted coldly: "You should have read about the bitter flesh trick. You are a demon master. Can't you still see through these tricks of the demon?"
Lu Yuan talked eloquently: "Of course my nephew is suspicious. I have always been a little wary in my heart. But if I think all her good intentions and determination are false because she is a demon, it seems a bit out of control. ”
"Yes. It's good if you are wary. My uncle is just afraid that you will fall in love, get entangled with her, and then get messed up."
Zhou Wanzhi suddenly felt sour in her heart.
"Uncle, my nephew has not fallen in love. The banshee's name is Guili, and she is the general of the Demon Realm. If she can be transformed, I think it will be a big blow to the morale of the Demon Realm."
Fazhao was silent.
He was thinking carefully about Lu Yuan's words.
"My nephew is very thoughtful, but my uncle didn't expect this," Fazhao nodded, "What I'm worried about is that the banshee has ulterior motives and will harm you."
Lu Yuan said: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. You must be on guard against others, so please rest assured. Guili herself said that she wanted to change to the demon elixir, and I would like to help her. If she is being hypocritical, The falsehood will naturally show its flaws one day.”
Hearing this, the look on Fazhao's face finally softened a little.
He moved, breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "My nephew said this, and my uncle is completely relieved."
Lu Yuan said happily: "Thank you, uncle!"
Zhou Wanzhi also smiled, but it was very forced.
When she heard the name Guili, various images of women appeared in her mind.
What kind of woman made Lu Yuan so nervous?
Why does he look so careless in front of me?
He must like that witch very much!
Huh, witch! All monsters must die!
But if I kill her, will Lu Yuan be sad?
All kinds of thoughts were surging in her mind, making her feel confused.
Fazhao took a sip of tea and said, "I've heard of the thing you mentioned about replacing the demon elixir. It's a kind of elixir, but I don't know how to refine it."
Lu Yuan hurriedly asked: "What is the pill called?"
"Inversion Xuanmen Pill."
Lu Yuan said: "My nephew has never heard of this pill."
"This elixir is a top-quality elixir. It is a rare thing that reverses nature and reshapes yin and yang. It is difficult to find all the materials. I know an alchemist, but he lives in seclusion. I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know how he can do it. Can't be found."
When talking about this person, Fazhao showed a trace of imperceptible pain on his face.
Lu Yuan looked into his eyes, but he didn't feel comfortable asking immediately.
"Does uncle know where he lives in seclusion?"
"The capital of the country, Changning."
"Changning? How can you live in seclusion in that place?"
"Da Yin is hiding in the city. After resurrecting your father, I will write you a letter. If you meet him, give this letter to him. But whether you can help depends on your luck."
"Thank you uncle!"
Coming out of the bedroom, Zhou Wanzhi felt restless.
She asked Lu Yuan: "After resurrecting your father, will you go directly to Changning?"
"No, finish your mission first."
She smiled sweetly, feeling slightly relieved.
There are still just over two months left before the resurrection time.
Lu Yuan and Zhou Wanzhi spent this time practicing hard.
He set a countdown time reminder. Five days before the day of resurrection, he had already reached the third level of nine stars!
It’s just one step away from becoming a demon sect!
There is not much cultivation left that Master Qingxuanzi passed down to him, and he will have to work harder to absorb the profound energy of heaven and earth in the future.
Lu Yuan carefully checked the remaining amount, which should be enough to attack the upgrade entrance.
It is very difficult to get the three-level and four-level Mysterious Breaking Pills.
Zhou Wanzhi reported to the sect twice during this period. Every time it is said that "success will come before success".
The Demon Refining Sect became impatient. Dissatisfaction with her also accumulated.
However, within these two months, her cultivation level also rose by one star, becoming a third-level three-star.
All is ready except for the opportunity.
The day of resurrection has finally arrived!
Lu Yuan didn't know how long he had been looking forward to this day!
He thought of many people in an instant.
All these years of life and death are all preparations for this moment.
All kinds of emotions turn into air in the throat, blocking it and lingering for a long time.
Everyone stood on the top of Biluo Mountain, looking at the ancient altar table near the cliff from a distance.
The sun sets in the west, and twilight gradually emerges.
The jade flute placed on the table was shining brightly.
Fazhao faced the sky on the cliff, opened his hands, and muttered words, drawing the profound energy of heaven and earth into his chest.
Lu Yuan watched all this from a distance with great nervousness.
Although he could hear the spell clearly, he couldn't understand a word.
God bless you, may Master Fazhao succeed in casting the spell! Lu Yuan kept praying.
Zhou Wanzhi next to him also looked at him with worry.
After chanting a spell for a while, the sun just dipped into the valley.
The sky was getting darker now.
The jade flute that had been motionless suddenly started to tremble on the altar table.
The five-colored light gradually rose on the flute and slowly rotated around it.
In the light, the flute also began to rise slowly.
Fazhao caught a glimpse of the flute moving, and a joy filled his heart.
He suppressed this emotion immediately.
The method of resurrection requires the practitioner to be neither sad nor happy, and to be in a calm state of mind.
The sound of the mantra gradually became louder and faster, and the flute gradually floated higher and higher.
The surrounding light is getting brighter and brighter.
Before long, the flute had risen to Fazhao's head.
The sky almost darkened at this time.
The colorful light on the flute illuminates the top of the mountain.
The light lasted for a few breaths, and suddenly more than thirty black clouds of putrid smell rolled up around the top of the mountain.
Those clouds were rolling towards the flute, mixed with shrill cries.
Fazhao also noticed this change and immediately said in his mind: "The wronged soul wants to use the jade flute to be reincarnated to prevent resurrection. Everyone, protect the law!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the compassionate masters immediately lit up with golden light.
The pure and strong righteousness of heaven and earth forced the surrounding ghost clouds back.
The ghost clouds suddenly gathered and surged into a huge cloud like a stack of Arhats.
The giant cloud continued to press toward everyone.
Hui Jue shouted loudly: "Form up!"
The merciful masters formed a special formation that was both square and round, protecting the Dharma at the core.
More dazzling golden lights rushed out from the formation and slammed into the giant clouds.
The giant cloud was caught off guard and was repelled by the light of this magic circle.
Fazhao's voice reciting the incantation became faster. A few drops of sweat slowly slid down his cheeks.
There were several dull rolling thunders from the giant clouds.
I saw another forty or fifty black clouds turning from the peak next to Biluo Mountain!
They appear to be floating very slowly, but their actual speed is astonishing.
In the blink of an eye, these clouds adsorbed on the giant clouds just now and turned into even bigger clouds.
This pitch-black cloud slowly pressed toward the light array again, carrying more miserable howls.
This time, the clouds gathered more powerful force. The light of the compassionate master was suppressed little by little by the black clouds.
The compassionate masters were forced to retreat slowly, and the aperture protecting the Dharma's light became smaller and smaller.
Lu Yuan didn't know how to use the magical power of Master Ci, so he could only watch anxiously from the edge of the magic circle.
If these ghost clouds appear alone, they are not a big threat, but when they combine in groups, it is quite troublesome.
Lu Yuan even heard a cunning laugh from it.
They are clearly ghosts who have developed spiritual intelligence!
Zhou Wanzhi released various magic weapons from the ring, but as soon as they touched the black clouds, they were like mud cows drowning in the sea, and there was no sound.
She slashed with her sword again, but with little effect.
"Sister, swords won't have much effect on disembodied ghosts. You need to accumulate strength first and act as the opportunity arises."
Lu Yuan held her hand and looked at Hei Yun warily.
Zhou Wanzhi suddenly felt a great sense of security.
The number of dark clouds is still increasing.
However, the number of compassionate teachers remained unchanged.
Although they continue to cast spells, their power will always come to an end.
After holding on for a while, four or five compassionate masters fell down.
Fazhao clearly felt the pressure coming from the top of his head and back.
But he didn't dare to be distracted and resist Guiyun.
Resurrection is at a critical moment. If you are distracted at this moment, you may go crazy, or you may explode and die on the spot.
Then there is no need to think about resurrection.
"Lu...Yuan!"
Fazhao called Lu Yuan's name in a trembling voice.
This call contained strong apology and unwillingness.
His throat felt dry.
A fishy-sweet liquid gushes out from it.
Fazhao immediately turned his head, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Uncle!" Lu Yuan exclaimed.
Fazhao's old but strong body shook, then straightened up again.
The light of Master Ci's magic circle flickered on and off, flickering constantly.
More and more compassionate masters fell down.
The fishy smell is getting stronger and stronger.
Fazhao's resolute back began to tremble slowly.
Zhou Wanzhi was shocked and said: Don't cause trouble at this juncture!
Lu Yuan drew his sword and struck in vain.
The sword blade left a trail of swings in the black clouds without causing any damage to it.
These ghosts are by no means as simple as the ghosts summoned by Shangguan Yu. Their defenses are ridiculously strong.
Huh? Shangguan Yu?
The scene of fighting him immediately appeared in Lu Yuan's mind.
Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind.
That thing should work!
He immediately took out a light cyan ring from his ring.
This is the trophy obtained from Ghost Lord Shangguan Yu - the soul-killing ring!
This ring can cause a lot of damage to incorporeal enemies such as ghosts.
It was originally only a mid-level, high-grade magic weapon. Later, Lu Yuan asked Lin Fuzhang to strengthen it, and its quality also jumped to a top-grade, wonderful level.
Lu Yuan quickly put the ring on his right index finger.
He clenched his fists and swung towards the black cloud with all his strength.
The soul-killing ring drew a beautiful line of light as he waved his fist.
