How to save your master?
Shu Guan had been thinking about this issue when he escaped from Tan Yankai's mansion with Li Zhixia on his back.
But he didn't think for too long before he came up with a way.
That is to ask Taiping Dingshizhong for help.
Because he remembered that the Taiping Dingshi Bell once told Xiaoyi that four thousand years ago, the senior brother's soul seemed to have been severely damaged by a blow, and Lu Zu took him to the Taiping Dingshi Bell.
Although the Taiping Dingshi Bell could not really cure the damage to the soul of the elder brother, it at least restored the elder brother's sanity.
So for the master's current situation, perhaps Dingshi Zhong will have a solution.
Shu Guan carried Li Zhixia on his back and ran towards the river.
"Well, well, well, well, well..."
While running, I kept humming and humming.
Naturally, this is not because he is out of breath from running too much, but because he is constantly performing the Tianyin Demon Subduing Technique.
In addition to attacking people's souls, Tianyin Demon Subduing Technique can also help people purify their minds and resist evil spirits from invading their minds.
Shu Guan could feel that in Li Zhixia's body, the "black" that seemed to come from Taoyuan Village was frantically attacking Li Zhixia's mind, so he kept using Tianyin Demon Subduing Technique to help Li Zhixia resist the "black" attack.
And every time the Tianyin Demon Subduing Technique is used, Shu Guan can also feel that the "black" in Li Zhixia's body will pause for a moment.
It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, he could only make the "black" pause.
The Tianyin Demon Subduing Technique has great destructive power against ghosts, idols, and inner demons. Just like in the valley of Dahong Mountain, when Shu Guan said yes, countless ghosts disappeared into thin air.
At that time, Shu Guan and Zhou Tian Gong had not yet been perfected, but his current spiritual power was already much stronger than before.
Even strong men like Master Miki and Su Jie were violently shocked when faced with Shu Guan's Tianyin Demon Subduing Technique.
However, when used to deal with "black", the effect is so weak.
If "black" is regarded as a kind of soul, then it is an extremely powerful soul.
…
Tan Yankai's residence was very close to the Taiping Dingshi Bell Tower, so a few minutes later, Shu Guan appeared on the top floor of the Taiping Dingshi Bell Tower with Li Zhixia on his back.
Li Zhixia's eyes were still closed and she was unconscious. The expression on his face was sometimes ferocious and sometimes painful, as if he was immersed in a nightmare.
Shu Guan laid Li Zhixia's body flat on the ground, and then said something to Xiao Yi eagerly in his mind.
"Xiaoyi, ask the Dingshi Bell if it can help my master regain his sanity."
"Also, I would like to ask if there is any way for it to hide my whereabouts so that no one can find me using Taoism."
Master Miki has clairvoyance, so it is very easy to find someone.
The master may have been able to avoid being discovered by Master Miki because of the "black" in his body. This can be inferred from the fact that Master Miki used clairvoyance but failed to discover Yanzi's identity.
But he shouldn't be able to escape the tracking of Master Miki's clairvoyance.
Once he is seen, Master Miki, Su Jie and others will definitely appear here soon.
In that case, if the Dingshi Bell can wake up the master, he can only withstand the attacks of the seven alliance practitioners outside the Dingshi Bell Tower.
Shu Guan touched the sack he had brought.
He was confident that he could withstand the siege of Master Miki, Su Jie and others. The giant bow with horns and twenty iron arrows alone would be a powerful weapon that they could not resist.
The only thing that made Shu Guan hesitate was whether he should use the giant ox-horn bow, because that would be a fatal blow.
And if the Dingshi Zhong cannot wake up the master, then he will take the master away from here immediately.
Even leaving Jingcheng.
As for whether he can avoid being tracked by the Seven Immortals Alliance in the future, that is a matter for the future.
The moment he entered the Taiping Dingshi Bell Tower, Shu Guan had already thought of the entire next plan.
"Okay, brother, let me ask Grandpa Zhong."
Xiaoyi's response came to mind.
And more than ten seconds later, Xiaoyi's voice sounded again.
"Grandpa Zhong said that it will try to wake up Daozhang Li first, but it can feel that the foreign object hidden in Daozhang Li's body at this time is very strange and powerful, and Grandpa Zhong has no way to get rid of it."
"In addition, Grandpa Zhong also said that I can help you cover your whereabouts, but you have to not leave this pavilion or leave the ten-meter radius of it. Grandpa Zhong can block the practitioners under the land gods from using any magic to detect us. "
Shu Guan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as they are not discovered hiding in the Dingshi Bell Tower, even if they have a temporary place to stay in Jingcheng, they can slowly figure out what to do next.
At the same time, the Dingshi Bell hanging on the beams of the bell tower suddenly lit up with clouds of clear light, then automatically flew down from the beams and floated about one meter above Li Zhixia's body. at.
This world-defining bell has been hanging here for more than five thousand years. Over the past five thousand years, countless tourists have come here to pay homage to this bronze bell and lean on the railing to reminisce about the past.
But in the eyes of ordinary people, apart from its special historical and cultural significance, this bronze bell is just an ordinary bronze bell.
However, what Shu Guan sees now is the true appearance of this bronze bell.
Then, Shuguan "heard" a bell.
The sound of the bell is distant and earthy, full of the power of tranquility and peace of mind.
And the bell does not ring in your ears, but seems to echo directly in your soul.
The next moment, Shu Guan saw his master Li Zhixia's previously motionless body suddenly trembling violently.
And on his body, there were countless thin black threads like thick liquid solidified out of his body. The strands seemed to be pulled out from Li Zhixia's body by an invisible hand.
But the other end of the black silk thread still seemed to be buried deeply in Li Zhixia's body.
The black silk thread was pulled tighter and tighter, and it seemed that it would soon be completely pulled out of Li Zhixia's body.
But at this moment, the aftertaste of the bell that Shu Guan heard in his mind slowly dissipated, and those black thread-like things immediately and quickly got back into Li Zhixia's body.
But then the bell of the Dingshi Bell rang again, and those black threads came out of Li Zhixia's body again as if forced.
Unfortunately, after the second bell dissipated, those black threads still could not be completely pulled out of Li Zhixia's body and went back again.
The bells kept ringing in Shuguan's mind.
The black thread was pulled out of Li Zhixia's body again and again.
Li Zhixia's body kept shaking violently. Sometimes her body was bent like a roasted cloud, sometimes her hands and feet were stretched wide open as if being pulled by invisible forces, or she was rolling violently on the ground. He let out a painful howl from his mouth, and kept grabbing the skin on his face with both hands, as if he wanted to pull the black threads out of his body.
Looking at this scene, Shu Guan felt very sad.
The master who was usually upright and solemn, dressed neatly and meticulously, was now like a wild boar rolling and howling in the mud. How could he not be saddened by the sight.
It's just that he also knows very well that at this moment, Dingshizhong is trying to expel the foreign matter in the master's body, just like facing a patient being rescued in the ICU ward. You know he is in pain, but you can only watch, and you can't do whatever you want. Intervene.
Then the bell rang more than ten times in succession, but it was still unable to pull out the black threads from Li Zhixia's body.
Then the bell finally stopped.
Then Xiaoyi's voice sounded in his head.
"Grandpa Zhong said that this thing is too weird and too resilient. Even if he continues to try, he may not be able to expel those things from Daozhang Li's body. It will only increase Daozhang Li's pain."
"Does Dingshi Zhong know what this foreign object is?"
"Grandpa Zhong said he didn't know. He had never seen such a weird foreign object. However, Grandpa Zhong also said that this foreign object actually has intelligence, but just like the intelligence of their magic weapons, normal practitioners are very It’s difficult to communicate with the intelligence of this foreign object.”
"What?"
Shu Guan exclaimed in surprise, and then asked quickly:
"Have you communicated with it, Xiaoyi?"
"The intelligence of this foreign object is completely different from the intelligence of the magic weapon, and I can't communicate with it."
"In addition, Grandpa Zhong also said that this foreign object looks like a thick liquid, but in fact it is probably a kind of Qi, which is completely different from the Yin and Yang Qi of heaven and earth, or a spiritual Qi. It has its own The spirit of wisdom.”
"gas?"
Shu Guan repeated in confusion.
The black foreign object doesn't look like "qi" at all, but Dingshizhong must have a reason for saying so.
...If this thing is really a kind of "qi"...
Shu Guan's heart moved, and he quickly opened the sack that he had been carrying on his shoulders today and took out a wooden top from it.
A few days ago, he almost went crazy. The wooden spinning top made by this old cripple helped him straighten out his out-of-control spiritual power.
At that time, all the spiritual power in his body was controlled by the wooden top.
Perhaps the purpose of the wooden top is to control "qi"?
Shu Guan placed the wooden top on Li Zhixia's body and then twirled it with his hand.
The wooden top spun on Li Zhixia.
But soon the wooden top slipped from Li Zhixia's body, whirled several times on the ground, and then slowly stopped.
An ordinary wooden top can naturally only maintain continuous rotation on flat ground.
And the human body is uneven, so the top will naturally fall off quickly.
The performance of the wooden top at this time is completely the same as that of an ordinary top.
But Shu Guan knew very well that this wooden top was no ordinary top. He had personally seen this wooden top move around and spin around his body like a spiritual being.
...Why can't it work with the master? The master's situation at this time is almost like being possessed! …
At this time, Shuguan remembered what his senior brother had told him about the "Xinbao".
It seems that the "toy" that grandpa made for himself can only be used by himself.
But if this is the case, there will be no help for the master at all.
Shu Guan was a little unwilling and wanted to try again.
Shu Guan frowned and thought for a moment, then said to Xiao Yi in his mind:
"Xiaoyi, please let the Dingshi Bell ring again."
"Okay, brother."
Then soon the distant bell ringing deep in the soul rang again.
And those black threads were pulled out from Li Zhixia's body again.
When those "black silk threads" appeared, Shu Guan immediately put the wooden top on his palm. He was originally going to use his other hand to spin the wooden top, but at this moment, the wooden top stopped. It spun on its own.
On a hand that is definitely not really flat, the wooden top rotates flexibly and freely. Even in the gaps between the fingers, it does not affect the smooth rotation rhythm of the wooden top screw at all.
The mysterious feeling I had when I watched the wooden top spinning on my body came back.
And when the wooden top began to spin, in Shu Guan's mind, in addition to the aftertaste of the Dingshi bell that was about to dissipate, countless shrill screams suddenly rang out.
Those cries were thin and sharp, like many rats that had their necks pinched and screamed in unison.
…squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak…
...squeak, squeak, squeak...
The shrill screams had various rhythm changes and seemed to have special semantics, but Shu Guan couldn't understand it at all.
The only thing that can be felt is the strong emotions of panic, fear and even despair and struggle revealed in these cries.
Shu Guan subconsciously understood that these shrill and desperate cries were coming from those "black threads".
Because at the same time as the shrill screams sounded, the "black threads" that emerged from Li Zhixia's body all twisted crazily.
When they were pulled out of Li Zhixia's body by the chimes of the Taiping Dingshi Bell a few times before, these "black threads" would also twist and struggle, but the amplitude was never so violent.
The frequency of the twisting and struggling of the "black threads" was almost exactly the same as the rhythm of the shrill screams that Shu Guan "heard" in his mind.
Those cries seem to be caused by the twisting of these "black threads".
Then a "black silk thread" seemed to have suffered some inexplicable huge suction. The thread suddenly flew towards Shu Guan's palm. The thread became straighter and straighter, and became thinner and thinner, as if a thread was stretched to the limit. bowstring.
The wooden top was still spinning briskly on Shu Guan's palm.
The thread of the "black silk thread" is getting closer and closer to the wooden top.
It can be seen that "it" is struggling desperately, but unfortunately this struggle is in vain. The wooden top's pulling force on "it" is much stronger than the bell of the Dingshi Bell.
The sharp and thin screams in Shu Guan's head became more and more panicked and frightening.
At a certain moment, the end of this "black silk thread" finally touched the rotating wooden top.
Then "it" is like the thread on a real spindle, winding around the wooden top weakly and helplessly.
With a very subtle "wave" sound, the "black silk thread" was pulled out from the other end of Li Zhixia's body, and finally left Li Zhixia's body completely.
The next moment, one after another "black silk threads" floated over one after another, were entangled and rolled up by the wooden top, and were pulled out from Li Zhixia's body.
The high-pitched screams in Shu Guan's head gradually became less frequent.
When the last "black thread" failed to escape the fate of being rolled up by the wooden top, the high-pitched cries of despair and fear in Shu Guan's mind finally disappeared completely.
Li Zhixia, who was lying on the floor of the pavilion, slowly opened her eyes.
