Chapter 112: Last pupil, soul search

When Zhao Lingjun leaned over, he came to Zhang Changsheng who was lying.
Zhang Changsheng's forehead was dotted with a vermilion cinnabar mark like a baby, and with his big beard, it seemed inexplicably funny. But Zhao Lingjun couldn't laugh at all now.
Because Wu Xiaoye has performed the soul rejuvenation technique, it seems reasonable that Zhang Changsheng should wake up immediately. But Zhang Changsheng was still as though he was asleep, with no signs of waking up.
"Zhang Changsheng?" Zhao Lingjun shouted, and then kicked Zhang Changsheng's foot again.
But Zhang Changsheng still did not respond in the slightest.
"What's going on?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help turning his head and asked Wu Xiaoye.
"I don't know." Wu Xiaoye also had a sad expression.
"Did you make the wrong step?"
"I don't know." Wu Xiaoye shook her head. Although Wu Xiaoye remembered every step she had done, she saw Zhang Changsheng's appearance at this time, but Wu Xiaoye was not sure that she had done anything wrong.
"Shall I try it?"
"Your strength is restored?" Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely and asked.
"Yes." When asked by Wu Xiaoye, Zhao Lingjun remembered that his Dao power was nearly exhausted, but this time, his Dao power had recovered by half.
"Is it because of this white bead?" Zhao Lingjun handed the bead in his hand to Wu Xiaoye. Sure enough, after the white bead left his hand, the speed at which he absorbed the energy of the Five Elements was obviously slowed down.
"This bead actually has the effect of quickly restoring Dao force." Zhao Lingjun's heart beat again violently.
Wu Xiaoye and Cao Xiaoxian were shocked at once.
Because both people know what a magic weapon that can quickly restore the power of Dao to the monk.
The reason why many powerful spells cannot be used continuously is precisely because of the power of the caster, they simply cannot withstand the cost of continuous casting. Just as Lin Yiren did not dare to cast spells such as Void Yin Yang Sword easily, for Lin Yiren, such spells are too exhausting.
Many powerful spells can burn away the power of the caster in just one and a half moments, and it takes a lot of time to regain the full power of the body. Most monks, like Zhao Lingjun, can automatically absorb the Qi of the five elements of the earth and earth at any time. They must slowly absorb the Qi of the five elements of the earth by meditating. This recovery rate is even slower. Time, do not want to restore the power of the whole body.
If your strength is recovered by less than half, and at this time, you happen to have a rival that is almost as powerful as you usually come to trouble you, will your end result be miserable?
But what if you have a magic weapon to quickly restore Dao? The result may be very different.
After taking a deep breath, Wu Xiaoye calmed her mood. "You must not let people know that you have such a bead, otherwise you don't know how many monks there will be desperately trying to grab the bead in your hand."
Zhao Lingjun nodded. If Zhao Lingjun suddenly got such a bead, he might jump up happily, but Zhao Lingjun doesn't feel excited now.
The only thought in Zhao Lingjun's mind now is to wake these people up.
So after taking a deep breath, Zhao Lingjun began to perform Soul Retrieval.
Soul retribution is the same as soul reintroduction, which is not a deep spell at all in the Black Witch Gate.
To put a person's soul back into his body, it is as simple as opening the refrigerator and putting cabbage in the black witch door.
Like Wu Xiaoye, Zhao Lingjun used only a blink of an eye to draw Lin Qianxun's soul from the Soul Guiding Umbrella and let it return to Lin Qianxun's body.
Lin Qianxun's face suddenly turned ruddy, and the gray color on his face disappeared without a trace. But what disappointed Zhao Lingjun was that Lin Qianxun, like Zhang Changsheng, showed no signs of waking up.
"How could this be?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help Wu Xiaoye. "Don't we have a problem with the magic spell?"
"I don't know." Wu Xiaoye looked at the people lying on the ground, and suddenly messed up.
"Anyway, let's put their souls back in place first." Zhao Lingjun pondered for a while and made a difficult decision.
Because although I do n’t know why Lin Qianxun and Zhang Changsheng did n’t wake up, now Lin Qianxun and Zhang Changsheng do n’t seem to be in danger, which is better than the rest of them.
"Good." Wu Xiaoye hesitated and nodded. "Let's try again to see if other people will wake up."
Zhao Lingjun nodded his head, and the two did the rejuvenation technique for Meng Xue, Xiao Ping and Xiao Bai, but like the previous two, Meng Xue and Xiao Ping did not react at all. With a whine, he jumped into Zhao Lingjun's arms.
"So what shall we do now? Is it true that I have always remembered this spell?" Wu Xiaoye has always been calm, but now seeing so many people lying on the ground, Wu Xiaoye's mind is blank. If they had problems with their spells and would never wake them up, Wu Xiaoye would probably not be able to surprise him for a lifetime.
"Now they don't seem to have any life-threatening teams." Zhao Lingjun looked at the lying people and looked at Wu Xiaoye. "Maybe it's really a problem with the spells we cast. Otherwise, let's find another black witch master to ask if we have remembered the spells wrong?"
Zhao Lingjun thought Wu Xiaoye would agree to his proposal, but Zhao Lingjun saw Wu Xiaoye shook his head silently.
"How?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help asking.
"Because I am the only descendant of Heiwumen." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun and took a deep breath, saying: "Three years ago, Heiwumen was the only one left."
"What the is going on?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly heard Wu Xiaoye's words, which seemed to contain a very unusual story.
"Three years ago we were attacked by a group of Taoist alchemists at Heiwumen. Heiwumen was completely annihilated in that war." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun quietly. "If it weren't for me to go out and look for a Gu refining material, I wouldn't be able to escape that plague at all."
"Don't your Black Witch Gate's divination technique have the ability to do everything? How can you not know that there is an opponent attacking?" Zhao Lingjun was taken aback.
"Although our divination technique of the Black Witch Gate has always been very effective, but a legacy of the Black Witch Gate cannot be used to measure its own life. The predecessors of the Witch Gate believe that the calculation of the lives of others is already a revealing opportunity. Bringing great harm to yourself. And measuring your own life is even more against the sky, because Wumen ’s predecessors think that birth and death are destined to heaven. Even if you calculate your own life, it is often impossible to change, and if it is If you want to forcibly change your life, it may bring a more miserable end. "Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun, and then said," I only began to predict my own fortunes after the black Wumen was destroyed. "
Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath and nodded, because Zhao Lingjun felt that if he changed himself, he would have such a vendetta, and he would definitely not consider what a miserable end he would have. of.
"Why did the Taoist alchemists attack your Black Witch Door suddenly?" After taking a deep breath. Zhao Lingjun continued to ask, "Who are they?"
"I don't know who they are? But I know why they suddenly attacked Heiwumen." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun quietly. "After I returned to Heiwumen, I showed the last of our Heiwumen. Hitomi this spell. "
Looking at Wu Xiaoye, Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath.
The last pupil is a spell that can reappear the scene that the dead person saw in the last period of time. It is not difficult to cast this spell. It took Zhao Lingjun less than a minute to learn the black witch gate. This spell, but to cast the last pupil on the relatives who have just died and watch how they were killed, is a complete torment for the practitioner himself.
"Then since you cast your last pupil, why don't you know who they are?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Wu Xiaoye and couldn't help admiring her strength.
"Because the people who attacked our Black Wumen at that time were all wearing a weird bronze mask." Wu Xiaoye's face was pale, and it seemed to recall the scene he saw when he cast the last pupil's spell at the time. "And their spells are varied, it seems that they are not the magic of those Xuanmen."
After a pause ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wu Xiaoye continued. "But their magical power is very powerful. They came with only four people, but most of us at the Black Witch Gate died under their spells in just one face."
Zhao Lingjun took a breath, but before Zhao Lingjun had time to speak, Wu Xiaoye had continued to say: "They killed all of us at the Black Witch Gate in an instant. Then they performed the spirit search."
"Soul search?" Zhao Lingjun took another breath.
Zhao Lingjun heard Lin Yiren said that this spell is different from Wumen's Soshen. Although this kind of spell can also strip out the spiritual knowledge of a person, this spell is specifically cast on the dead.
And this may be the reason why those people succumbed to the killer as soon as they came, without leaving any live.
"Then they came to your Black Witch Gate, what are they looking for?" Zhao Lingjun knew that this group of people came to the Black Witch Gate, and Shi Yanwei served this spell, and they definitely wanted something, and certainly not the Black Witch Gate.
"They want this thing." Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath and slowly took off a thing hanging around her neck.