Chapter 90 Speculation

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What is the magic formula above?

After all the contents of the calculation formula were rearranged on the basis of the small magic formula, Ying Baiye intuitively discovered what was special about this low-level spiritual formula.

This is not a spiritual art that simply uses spiritual power to operate. In other words, when he saw this new content, what came to his mind was the scene when he encountered the small magic art.

His intuition told him that the essence of this spiritual formula was similar to that of a small magic formula. In other words, this was an advanced spiritual formula of a small magic formula. Its greatest function, apart from some fixed calculation methods, was Serving another high-level spiritual art.

This was a very novel experience. Ying Baiye had never seen such a special spiritual technique before.

What type of superior spiritual art will it be? Which level will it be at? Whether there would be a superior spiritual secret on it greatly aroused his curiosity.

More importantly, he thought of something.

Without the small magic formula, how can Jinchong practice this spiritual formula successfully?

Moreover, even if there is a small magic formula, even he was reminded by this mountain with the prototype of the forbidden land that led to today's discovery. If Jin Chong knew nothing about it, he would probably be fighting against the magic formula now.

Judging from the fact that he has not entered the Lingjue Palace and touched the barrier for several years, there is a 70% chance that Jin Chong does not understand this Lingjue.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

Moreover, there will be no small magic formula in his hand. In this case, after so many years of hard planning, he may not be able to draw water from a bamboo basket.

This is best, so that he can have a chance to find out what Jin Chong is spying on.

Speaking of this, there is one more thing that eludes Ying Baiye so far.

He turned his palm, and a crystal white ossuary appeared in his hand.

The light on the ossuary coffin was very dim, and it looked like it had been seriously damaged. However, a coffin that could save the lives of the two of them in the void could never be of a low level.

He was certain that this was the item that the Bone Temple was searching for.

However, what Ying Baiye couldn't figure out was why he couldn't sense its information now that the ossuary had entered his body.

Logically speaking, he is the holder of the ossuary now. As long as he inputs spiritual power, he can sense the mysterious connection between the two.

But, just like he said, he couldn't get any information.

It felt like something was resisting him.

When Ying Baiye thought about this feeling, it seemed that the only reason that could explain it was "the Bone Temple has a special method to activate it".

But, well, whatever.

Ever since he was a child, he has not had much desire for this kind of thing.

Let alone such an ossuary, even if it is a real holy object, or even a peerless holy object, Ying Baiye will not desire it excessively.

Who has ever seen the peerless holy objects appearing all over the sky together, freezing the world?

Ying Baiye turned his hand, and he received the ossuary into the mustard bracelet.

Lifting the Qingtian Sun Bow in his hand, Ying Baiye once again looked back at the snowfield under the cliff and the vast Daqi Mountain.

This place is surrounded by the principles of heaven and earth and the path of heaven.

This kind of thing is very helpful for cultivation.

Come and take a look at it next time you go hunting.

Ying Baiye nodded, approved of his idea, then turned around and left, heading back to where the prey was.



In the small courtyard of Yansha City, the atmosphere in the past few days has been really depressing to the extreme.

Ever since the day when Ying Baiye and Yuan Chunian had an accident, the small courtyard had become completely quiet.

The previous laughter and laughter were like clouds of the past, disappearing without a trace.

Lin Yu sat there for more than ten days, receiving the news from Lin Yu every day, but every time she would be extremely disappointed.

Gradually, disappointment becomes a habit, and habits are the easiest to accept.

She was numb.

She admitted that she seemed to be carrying another bloody life on her shoulders.

This life came to this place because of her, entered the spiritual treasure space because of her, and stayed there completely because of her.

Haha, her life is really a sinful life.

She opened her beautiful eyes, and her originally bright eyes were now hollow, and in the hollows there was light rising.

Feeling numb, he seemed to accept it.

After spending so many days, it’s time to end.

"I said, if you die, I will use my life to compensate you." Lin Yu spoke calmly, but her voice was extremely hoarse. "When I get home and tell my dad about this business, I will fulfill my promise."

"sister."

At this moment, Lin Qi walked in from outside. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Lin Yu who had already stood up, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

After so many days, are you finally moving?

"Any news today?"

Seeing Lin Qi walk in, Lin Yu asked habitually.

After not speaking for a long time, his voice was indeed hoarse.

"No."

As usual, Lynch shook his head.

"Is that so?"

Lin Yu's voice was dull.

"But maybe no news is good news?" Lynch quickly added, although he also knew that the current statement was a bit too blunt.

Unlike other places, falling into the Broken Void, if there is no news, then it is the worst news.

However, he felt that it would be better for him to comfort him like this.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Lin Yu pursed her lips and smiled when she saw Lin Qi's cautious look.

"Don't worry about me."

"real?"

Lynch asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's true. Don't you still believe what your sister says?"

Lynch nodded.

Well, let's leave it at that.

"What about us now?"

Lin Qi asked hesitantly. He didn't know what Lin Yu was thinking when he woke up.

Hearing this question, Lin Yu was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Let's go."

In just two words, the final result of these ten days of hope was declared.

"Okay, then I..."

Lin Qi said that everything was decided by Lin Yu.

but……

"Then senior sister, please return to the hospital first."

A soft and firm voice sounded somewhere in the courtyard.

It is the willow tree, and it is also the person behind the willow tree.

Just like countless previous scenes, Su Xuan stood behind the willow tree, but what was different from before was that this time she walked out.

Lin Yu raised her head and looked into Su Xuan's beautiful eyes. Their eyes met in the air.

Lin Yu didn't understand why Su Xuan's eyes were so bright.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to give up."

Su Xuan replied, with a smile on her face. It was really beautiful.

"I can understand my senior's feelings, but I also have my own persistence."

Listen, what a firm voice.

The determined Lin Yu was a little confused.

Lin Yu's gaze stayed in her eyes for several seconds.

"I see."

After a long moment, she nodded.

"We will take the lead in returning to the academy to report the situation this time."

"Thank you for your understanding, senior sister."

Su Xuan said gratefully.

Lin Yu shook her head: "We are just two teams, and I am not qualified to make decisions for you."

She also wanted to stay, but forget it, there was no point in just waiting for a clear result.

The two people, or rather the captains of the two teams, completed the exchange in this way.

But just when Lin Yu was about to turn around and leave, a bold voice came from outside.

"Sister, I found it, I found it."

turn up? ? ?

At this time, there seems to be only one possibility that can make Su Ling'er use such a tone...

At the same time, Lin Yu and Su Xuan looked at each other, with a look of shock in their beautiful eyes.

Actually, have you really waited? ? ?



In the Songjia Village, Ying Baiye was lying leisurely on a chair, closing his eyes and relaxing. Next to him was Yuan Chu Nian, who was struggling with needlework.

Seeing this guy looking so leisurely, Yuanchu Nian felt itchy with hatred.

"It takes half a day of leisure and comfort."

Ying Baiye picked up the tea and took a sip, then shook his head with a relieved look on his face and spoke.

"Can you please get out of here quickly? It will completely affect my results."

There were only two people in this small courtyard, and Yuanchu Nianquan fully understood who this person was speaking to.

"I think you should just give up when it's time to give up. Miss Qianjin, why bother pinching the needle?"

Ying Baiye said lazily, looking tired.

"Ha, you want me to give up. Don't be kidding me. Ever since I was a child, the word "give up" has never been in my dictionary." Yuan Chunian responded forcefully, looking at the needle and thread in his hand with hatred on his face. "After I go back this time, I will start collecting needle-shaped spiritual weapons and practice acupuncture. When the time comes, I will prick you, the dead man."

"Dead people don't need to be pricked, and they can't be revived."

As for why there is the nickname "Dead Man", the source of everything still has to start from the time when he first lived in Daqishan.

At that time, he was seriously injured, his breath was weak, and he was unconscious. So at that time, this guy gave him the nickname "Dead Man" and kept calling him.

But "dead man" sounds much better than "madman" or something like that, so that's it.

He doesn't remember the faults of villains, so he won't care about this little woman.

"Is it really okay if you don't go and help me and just lie here leisurely?"

Yuan Chunian rolled his eyes and began to want to use other reasons to transfer this guy away.

"Oh, don't think about it. My only mission today is to stay with you. I'm not going anywhere."

"I'm afraid you are not mentally ill."

"What a coincidence, many people say so."

Ying Baiye responded calmly, which made Yuan Chu's teeth feel more and more itchy. It was over, and he really couldn't help but want to strike him with a sword.

There is no one in the yard now, otherwise, he would have been stabbed to death with a sword.

As for why there was no one in the courtyard and why Ying Baiye was lying here leisurely and doing nothing, it was all because of one thing.

It can be considered that they came at a coincidental time. Every year at this time in Songjia Village, there will be a very grand ceremony, offering sacrifices to ancestors, gods, and in short, a lot of things.

As the years go by, even the memories of the villagers in Songjia Village are almost blurred. Anyway, for them, this is a festival, a festival worth celebrating.

Every year on this day, there will always be a grand festival and a grand banquet. It is the most lively time in the village during the year.

In previous years, Song Azhuang would have gone hunting at this time to provide ingredients for the festival banquet, but this year because of Ying Baiye, the required ingredients had already been obtained, so he was free.

But when he is free, he will not sit at home and do nothing. Since he doesn't have to go hunting, he can just go to the festival to help.

So at this time, Song Azhuang's family of four went to the festival venue.

Without Song Azhuang's leadership, it was difficult for Ying Baiye to go hunting alone, so he stayed in the village. However, in the face of his help, all the villagers in Songjia Village collectively chose to refuse.

There is only one reason.

"The visitor is a guest. There is no reason for the guest to serve the master. Brother Ying, just go back and wait. Just wait until you bring Sister Yuan over to play in the evening."

Everyone said so, so he didn't refuse the kindness anymore and came back to lie down and rest.

However, what's the point of just lying down? Of course, you have to find an interesting guy to tease you.

So there are all the above scenarios.

"My mission has reached its seventy-second limit. If you continue like this, you will really lose."

Ying Baiye's mouth was full of worry, but deep in his tone there was gloating that he didn't even want to hide.

Yuan Chunian glanced at him and found that he had his eyes closed, so he quietly made a face at him.

"I can see it."

"When you see it, you see it. It's just for you to see."

Yuan Chunian said nonchalantly.

Ying Baiye shrugged: "By the way, I seem to have never asked, what do you want that thing for?"

Ying Baiye seemed to have remembered something and asked casually.

"Huh, cliché?"

Yuan Chunian immediately saw through his purpose.

"Yes, I'm very curious."

Ying Baiye admits it generously.

Yuan Chunian held the needle in his hand and pricked the fabric underneath fiercely, again and again, not knowing whether he thought it was someone else.

Um?

It can't be him, right?

Well, absolutely not, Ying Baiye scratched his face and nodded, it definitely couldn't be him.

"Oh, is it possible to heal my old mother who is seriously injured and bedridden?"

Yuan Chunian still opened her mouth to explain, but when she mentioned the word "mother", her tone did not change at all, as if she was talking about an extremely unfamiliar thing.

"Okay, it's very warm. I didn't even expect it."

"You are just a cold-blooded man, how could you possibly think of this?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I'll cry if you say that."

"I wish I could."

"Forget it. I can't give you any advantage."

Ying Baiye made a face as a response to her just now.

Yuan Chunian dropped the needle fiercely, but then a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What an annoying guy, but here...

Never mind.

The breeze is just right, blowing the willow branches and raising them high, creating a harmonious atmosphere.