A flash of light, a phantom.
Zi Sangning opened his eyes, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.
He was floating alone in the dream and shadow of the void. In this void, he felt a strange peace and calmness.
Suddenly, a ray of light came from a distance, a shooting star cut through the darkness and came from the distant sky, illuminating his cheek.
He saw Master Yun Chu lying in a lotus pond. Her face was pale and her eyes were closed tightly, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Zi Sangning felt nervous and hurriedly flew to Master Yun Chu's side.
He gently lifted her shoulders and patted her cheek: "Little demon, little demon..."
However, he received only silence.
Zi Sangning used his immortal power to probe her forehead and heart, and found that her body lacked spiritual power, and one of her three souls and seven souls seemed to be missing.
He looked at Master Yun Chu's picturesque face, with complexities flowing through his eyes, and a faint glint of light passing through them.
It was just the phantom of Bodhi that made her lose every soul. Her spiritual power was so low that she could not withstand the beating, yet she was still so arrogant on weekdays.
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered Master Yun Chu's usual dog-legged appearance, and his slightly parted thin lips were stained with an imperceptible smile.
Master Yun Chu looked exactly the same as Xiao Zhao who appeared in his dream, even the flower marks on his forehead and heart were exactly the same.
Zi Sangning's hand slightly touched the flower mark on Master Yun Chu's forehead. He paused for a moment and then took it back.
Nightmare, how could he dream of her? It was simply a nightmare within a nightmare.
Zi Sangning poured his own immortal power into Master Yun Chu's body. His fingers gently touched Master Yun Chu's forehead, and the immortal power poured into her body continuously.
Qi purified her Dantian, and the immortal power surged out from the depths of her Dantian, slowly flowing through her meridians and finally converging on her fingertips.
Before Son Ning could withdraw his immortal power, Master Yun Chu opened his eyes without any precautions.
Master Yun Chu hugged Zi Sangning and threw himself into his arms. He was full of emotions and cried loudly in his arms: "Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan, brother Qi, save Xiao Xuan..."
After hearing her words, Zi Sangning was slightly stunned.
Xiao Xuan...Brother Qi...
She is Xiao Zhao?!
No, no, no.
She is Master Yun Chu, she just fell into a dream and has not woken up yet.
Zi Sangning's face froze, an indescribable emotion flashing in his eyes.
He gently patted Master Yun Chu's trembling shoulder, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Zhao, brother has rescued Xiao Xuan, and the bad guys have been beaten away by brother..."
"Brother, brother..." She leaned into his arms and spoke cautiously, her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she was completely wronged: "Really?"
"Really, when did brother ever deceive Xiao Zhao?" With his usual doting, he gently rubbed her head.
The girl fainted in his arms again, and Zi Sangning sighed inaudibly.
He gently pressed his fingers on Master Yun Chu's forehead, and the clear spiritual power poured into her body like a trickle.
Zi Sangning picked up Master Yun Chu from the waist, his movements gentle, with a tenderness that even he had not noticed.
"You're here." An ancient voice penetrated the clouds, and a person stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds, and the fairy spirit floated away, hanging in the void.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man stepped into lotuses, and the lotus was in full bloom. His steps were filled with lotuses, and he was approaching Zi Sangning step by step.
"Qin Ming." The words were concise and concise, indicating the identity of the visitor.
"Master of ceremonies." The visitor smiled slightly.
"Why are you waiting for me? Why did you let me fall into a dream?" The young man's eyebrows were filled with alienation and coldness, and his voice was clear and cold: "You have trapped yourself with the phantom of Bodhi for thousands of years, and it seems that you cannot change the ending. If I remember correctly, the prophecy can I will protect you forever. If you are trapped in this bodhi phantom, it will only consume your life and plunge you into a place of no return."
Qin Ming smiled again, with the smile of all living beings: "You are like this, Xiao Zhao also persuaded me like this, but it's a pity that she forgot."
Zi Sangning frowned, with confusion in his eyes: "I am not Qi Sili, I am the demon hunter Zi Sangning."
He hugged Master Yun Chu tightly without leaving any trace, and brought him into his arms.
"Xiao Zhao, her three souls and seven souls are incomplete." Qin Ming raised his finger and pointed at Master Yun Chu in Son Sang Ning's arms.
"If you want to save her, this prophecy seal needs to be solved to restore her three souls and seven souls, otherwise she will be trapped in the Bodhi phantom forever."
"What do you mean?" Zi Sangning's eyes were fixed on him, and there was an unspeakable complexity in his eyes.
"I'm not Qin Sili." He repeated what he said before: "I am the demon hunter Zi Sang Ning. Don't mistake me for the wrong person."
"How could that happen?" Qin Ming replied softly, with an affirmative tone: "The flower mark on your forehead is not the best explanation."
Zi Sangning remained silent, and finally said: "If I am really Qi Sili, how can I save her? When will the seal of the prophecy be released?"
"I need to lend you a drop of blood and tears."
"Blood and tears?" Zi Sangning pondered: "How to get these blood and tears?"
"The general has already been obtained from the phantom of Bodhi." Qin Ming slowly raised a smile on his lips: "Sir, I don't do anything I'm not sure about, except for that matter."
Upon hearing this, Zi Sangning lowered his eyes and his eyes flickered slightly.
In the Bodhi phantom, Qi Sili’s blood and tears...
Zi Sangning gently put Master Yun Chu on the ground, turned around and said, "Are you still having trouble getting through? You should know that King Dingbei was bound to die back then."
"I thought I could save you..."
Zi Sangning interrupted him: "Let's get started, saving people is important."
Even if he is Qi Sili, he does not want to be shackled to this dusty history.
Furthermore, he is not Qi Sili, he is the demon catcher Zi Sang Ning.
Everything in the past is stored silently.
Qin Ming lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes, and formed a seal with his hands. A cluster of green flames emerged from his left palm and jumped in the air.
The blue light turned, and the palm of his right hand turned with brilliant light, and a drop of blood and tears slowly flowed out from his palm.
The blue flame merged with the drop of blood and tears, and then burned, turning into a wisp of green smoke, curling up.
Qin Ming stood calmly on the side, clasping his hands together, spreading his fingers slightly, and reciting the formula in his mouth.
Zi Sangning and Master Yun Chu slowly floated in the void. The wisp of green smoke twisted into a thin rope and connected the two people's eyebrows. The warm current slowly poured into their Baihui points, an invisible The power pulls them...
Zi Sangning steadily caught Master Yun Chu who was slowly falling in mid-air. He probed her forehead with his fingers and found that the color of the flower mark between her eyebrows had deepened a bit.
The three souls and seven souls are complete, otherwise she might be in trouble when she wakes up.
Qin Ming approached Master Yun Chu and stared at her with lowered eyes. There was a clear smile in his eyes, as if he had a gentle Yue Ze, and his usual smile was at the corner of his mouth.
His hand went up slightly and touched her cheek gently, as if with great reluctance and relief.
"This thousand-year punishment has made her suffer, but in order for her to survive, she had to do it as a last resort." Qin Ming's eyes flashed slightly and he sighed softly: "I hope she won't blame me when she wakes up."
There was an imperceptible hint of decline in his eyes.
Zi Sangning frowned slightly: "The seal of the prophecy has been solved, then she will be herself and not others. She is just her, she is not Xiao Zhao, nor is she a fake of anyone."
Qin Ming said: "The prophecy says that a creature can only live by relying on its master. If the seal is broken, it will undoubtedly die. In order to keep her alive, the price is very high."
Qin Ming made a seal with his right hand, and a ray of spiritual energy escaped from his body, and a green light enveloped Zi Sangning and the two of them.
The lotus under his feet quickly receded, and the seven-colored auspicious clouds also turned into nothingness. The space suddenly trembled, and a gap opened. It was always ready to move, and the Bodhi phantom seemed to be shaken open.
Zi Sangning's expression twisted, and he made a secret to protect them with a barrier.
"Qin Ming, what are you doing?"
"How can the seal of the prophecy be easily broken? The prophecy has messed up the life and death of the creatures. If you want to survive, you will not only have to suffer the punishment of this thousand years, but unless the person who possesses the prophecy dies, you will never be controlled by others."
Qin Ming's voice sounded, and it sounded very relaxed.
"Sir, I leave Xiao Zhao to you."
"She doesn't have to remember this, remember to take care of our sister."
"I have been waiting for you with this Bodhi phantom for a long time, and I am a little tired..."
Qin Ming's figure slowly faded, and finally turned into a line of blue smoke and dissipated in mid-air.
The light turned and there were wisps of blue smoke.
The barrier collapsed and the formation was reversed...
Zi Sangning suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he was back.
Master Yun Chu and Huang Fuzhao are still sleeping, and they should not have come out of the Bodhi phantom yet.
The Meiji Mountain Grottoes are full of murals, depicting various patterns of demons and ghosts, as well as some ancient spells. Zi Sangning looked carefully and found that there were some secrets hidden in these murals, which seemed to be related to Qi Sili and the other three.
The murals on the grotto record the life deeds of King Dingbei of Ming Qi. The characters on the murals are so lifelike that they seem to come out of the murals at any time.
It seems that the Meijishan Grottoes were excavated by the Qin and Ming Dynasties for King Dingbei.
Zi Sangning withdrew his gaze and focused on Xiao Zhao. The flower mark on her forehead was also very bright between her eyebrows, adding a bit of elegance.
He reached out and touched the flower mark between her eyebrows with a slight force, and his fingertips felt cold when they touched the mural.
He slightly bent his fingers and slowly retracted his hand, brushing off the coldness.
Wherever his peripheral vision fell, he noticed a figure moving over and slowly approaching him.
He glanced over slightly and saw that it was Master Yun Chu.
He didn't speak.
She didn't say anything, she just approached the murals, stretched out her hand and touched them gently. Her fingertips passed over the three figures standing in the north of Saibei watching the sunset, and finally stopped on Qin Ming.
The corners of her eyes were inexplicably moist.
"Master Zisang, this mural is actually the life of King Dingbei in the Bodhi Phantom. It seems that the rumors in the market are false."
"Yes, the rumors in the market cannot be trusted." Huangfu Zhao also stood aside at some point.
"I never imagined that King Bei's life would end so hastily. It is a pity that he is accused of being unfaithful and unfilial and intending to rebel."
Master Yun Chu nodded slightly in agreement and was speechless.
Zi Sangning's eyes fell on her, with an unclear expression.
"Master Zi Sang, why are you staring at me? Is it possible that you haven't recovered yet?" Master Yun Chu patted Zi Sang Ning on the shoulder and spoke in a relaxed tone.
Huangfu Zhao answered: "The stamina is indeed a bit strong."
"It seems that senior brother is not awake yet. I have a way to treat him."
"Junior sister is joking again." Zi Sangning hit her on the head with another explosive blow.
Forget it, just forget it, forget it.
Just treat her like a carefree little devil.
