Chapter 779 – The Great Green Coat

Whoa!

The air on the Bagua platform seemed much colder between the black background and the dancing of the streamers engraved with gilt formation patterns.

No, not it seems, when Huaiqing danced the invocation, the sky above the head of the Stargazer’s building, the cloudy clouds gathered, blocking the sunlight, and tumbling in layers.

Woohoo ……..

The air streamed through the flagpole, made of sounding stone and strewn with hollows, and let out a sobbing, wailing cry.

Song Qing frowned, feeling as if his Yuan Shen was about to leave his body with the wailing.

This broken flag is going to beckon my soul out ……… Song Qing felt the wooden plugs from his arms and plugged his ears, which made him feel better.

It is also known as the “Spirit Summoning Stone” and “Ghost Recruiting Stone”, and the place where it is located is bound to be filled with ghosts, which is why it is one of the main materials necessary for the Soul Recruiting Streamer.

“Woohoo …….”

The wailing was suddenly violent, inside and outside the capital, an unjust soul was awakened, some of them crawled out of the wet and cold river water, some of them rose from the rise of the deserted old mansion, and some of them floated out of the deserted and grassy graves ………

The wind was howling, the clouds overhead were dense, and the entire Sitian Supervisor was shrouded in an eerie atmosphere.

The white-clothed warlocks of the Divine Constabulary had been notified long ago and had descended the stairs, and above the third floor, no living person was allowed to exist.

“Wei Yuan, the spirit returns!”

On the shaking soul invocation streamer, a gilt formation symbol lit up, drifting into the distance as the streamer danced out of the airflow, like a twisted path of attraction.

……….

Jing Shan City.

On the towering altar, the statue of a young man wearing a gorgeous robe and a crown of thorns vibrated gently.

In the distant sky, an overcast wind rolled in a shattered gold-like glow, stretching from the end of the sky and paving the way in shattered gold.

Above the head of the Witch God sculpture, a figure in green slowly floated out, then sank, and so on.

Every time the green-clothed figure surfaced, a clear light lit up in the center of the youth statue’s brow, pressing the soul back into the sculpture.

“Wei Yuan, the spirit returns!”

At the end of the path of broken gold came the call of a clear voice.

The not real enough green figure surfaced again, the illusory body trembling frequently, seemingly trying its best to float upwards, to break free from the sculpture.

And inside the sculpture, a black gas pushed and surged against the green-clothed figure, as if it was helping him.

But the three forces were, at the same time, suppressed by the power of the seal on the brow of the Witch God sculpture.

After a few repetitions, the black qi and the green-clothed figure turned shriveled and stopped making attempts.

Allowing the call from the end of the shattered gold road to ring out repeatedly, the green-clothed figure did not resurface.

…………..

“Wei Yuan, the spirit returns!”

Huaiqing only felt a coldness in his arms, and his grip on the flagpole was crusted with a thin shell of ice.

The advantages of a martial artist manifested themselves at this point, and when Song Qing was replaced with Song Qing to dance the invocation, his two hands had already frozen into stone and crumbled apart inch by inch.

As for the toxin that came with the magic weapon, although it made Huaiqing feel slightly uncomfortable, but with the body of a fourth grade martial artist, it wouldn’t be a hindrance in a short period of time, as long as it stopped within a quarter of an hour.

The cloud over the head of the Heavenly Monastery is getting bigger and bigger, the temperature is getting lower and lower, the power of the Soul Inviting Streamer is affecting the surrounding area, making the Heavenly Monastery vaguely turn into the “Underworld”, and the ghosts inside and outside of Kyoto are swarming to the area.

Some of them wandered over the Bagua Terrace; some penetrated the walls and windows and invaded the Szetian Temple; some flew around the Stargazer Building.

Inside the Si Tian Jian, the warlocks held up different organizing spells and captured the shadowy spirits that danced all over the room like children swooping on butterflies.

“Quickly, gather them up, these are all excellent weapon and medicine refining materials.”

“It’s like pie in the sky.”

“Be careful, don’t take Wei Yuan’s soul.”

The white-robed magicians were excited about the amount of “material”, but at the same time, they lamented that too many people had died in and around Kyoto recently.

After a person’s death, the soul will gather for seven days and then completely dissipate in half a month, unable to live on earth through itself.

That is to say, all these Yin souls recruited by the inviting ghosts are new ghosts, people who died within the last half a month.

After another half a quarter of an hour ……….. Song Qing glanced at the incense that was getting shorter and shorter and was about to burn out, and his face suddenly turned a little ugly:

“Why hasn’t Wei Yuan’s soul come yet?

“It doesn’t make sense, is it true that you refuse to come back because you don’t know you well, Your Majesty?”

Huaiqing clear face is already a greenish white, eyelashes stained with white frost, eyebrows slowly condensed a trace of anxiety, scolded:

“Cut the crap and see what went wrong.”

Song Qing didn’t speak again, he first checked the formation, although he didn’t intend to be promoted as a formation master, but the formations that he should have learned, he had learned them all, and with enough materials and feng shui treasures, Song Qing was also able to put up formations that were strangely powerful.

It’s just that you can’t be like a formation master, where the formation creates itself with a thought.

“The Soul Recruitment Formation is fine, the Soul Recruitment Streamer is fine, and the physical body and Yuan Shen are even more fine ………”

After Song Qing finished speaking, she looked up and glanced at the empress’s graceful and graceful back.

“You mean, I have a problem?” Huaiqing raised his eyebrows.

She swore that if Song Qing dared to touch bad luck at this time, she would turn around and sentence Song Qing to the crime of asking for a beheading at the vegetable market.

Song Qing’s brows furrowed as he contemplated for a long time and said:

“Two possibilities, Wei Yuan’s soul has either completely gone up in smoke or has been subjected to some kind of seal, so even a top-tier magical artifact like the Soul Invoking Streamer can’t be summoned.”

He revealed the rigor of doing alchemical experiments.

Huaiqing pondered for a moment, glancing back as he danced the invocation:

“What can be done?”

Song Qing replied:

“Just now, I was joking with Your Majesty, saying that Xu Qi An is more suitable for invoking souls, except for the fact that he has Wei Yuan’s bloodline in him ……. Well, it’s not quite accurate to say so, just as you intended.

“But the main reason is actually that Xu Qi’an has enough qi.”

Huaiqing frowned:

“Chakra?”

What she didn’t understand was, could it be that this matter of invoking souls still required luck? If it was such a child’s play, what was the point of having a soul invocation.

Song Qing shrugged:

“I don’t understand, this is what Zhao Shou personally **did** when he sent Wei Yuan’s residual soul to the Si Tian Supervisor in the first place. He said that in the future, if he wanted to revive Wei Yuan’s soul, then he would let Xu Qi’an come, because he has enough qi.”

Wyvern asked rhetorically as he thought about it:

“Xu Qi’an knows about this?”

“Naturally, I know.” Song Qing gave an affirmative reply.

“Then I can!”

Huaiqing said in a determined tone.

Because it was originally the task Xu Qi’an had given her.

Taking a deep breath, a flash of golden light rose from the depths of Huaiqing’s pitch-black pupil, which transformed into a dragon’s shadow and swam in his pupil.

All of a sudden, Huaiqing gave off a feeling like a changed person, majestic, powerful, towering over the kings of the earth, causing Song Qing behind him to nearly kneel down in worship, not daring to look directly at the majesty of the king.

She mobilized the Dragon Qi within her body.

Before ascending to the throne, she used the Earth Book fragments as a bridge and absorbed three main dragon qi, as well as hundreds of scattered dragon qi.

These dragon qi lay dormant in her body, unable to be mobilized.

It wasn’t until she ascended to the throne as emperor and her qi was added to her body that the dormant qi in her body completely submitted to her and became something that could be used on her own accord.

“Wei Yuan, the spirit returns!”

Huai Qing, whose eyes had transformed into brilliant dragon pupils, used his qi to move his dantian, and his voice resounded through the heavens.

…………

“Wei Yuan, the spirit returns!”

Jing Shan City, at the end of that crushed gold avenue, came a spring thunderous chorus.

Accompanying the voice were two golden beams of light that shone from the end of the Shattered Gold Avenue straight onto the brow of the Sorcerer God sculpture.

At the center of his brow, the seal that the clear qi had condensed into was slowly peeling away as if it was dividing.

At the edge of the altar, Saren Agu’s voice emerged, stepping up to the sculpture and smiling:

“That’s right! Luckily, Da Feng still has a person whose qi is thick enough.

“Wei Yuan, when you sealed the Witch God that day and the Witch God demanded your soul, it was a cycle of karma; you used the power of your life to mend the Confucian Sage Seal, and today it is up to you to erase this seal, which is also a cycle of karma.

“The old man sends you another power.”

He drew out the sheep whip, the sheep whip lit up a blazing white light, splashing “ZiZi” electric current, like a thunder whip.

“Pop!”

Saren Agu shook his hand and lashed at the green-clothed soul, and the white light from the whip instantly merged into the soul, which blossomed into a blinding white light and was instantly filled with power.

At the same time, the black qi within the sculpture surged violently, little by little toppling the green-clothed soul out.

On the other hand, under the golden light, the clear light at the center of the brow finally subsided.

Boom!

The one with the crown of thorns on his head shook violently, and black qi gushed out like a spring, pushing the green-clothed soul out.

Click! The center of the brow of the Confucian Saint sculpture was once again chapped, just as it was before Wei Yuan mended it.

The moment the green-clothed soul was freed from the trap, the Yin wind transformed into the Great Dao of Reception extended over and swept him away, then instantly contracted and disappeared at the end of the sky.

And that black gas continued to spurt upwards, condensing into a huge, blurred human face high in the sky, overlooking the entire Jing Shan City.

Saren Agu breathed a sigh of relief, a little relieved and a little disappointed.

Five months passed between Wei Yuan sealing the Witch God and his resurrection.

In just five months, the Witch God Cult lost the best time to annex the Northern Territory and then use it as a cornerstone to go south and swallow the Central Plains.

“Nowadays, the winds and clouds are rising in the Kyushu, that god and devil in a false skin is returning to the Kyushu, the half-step Martial God is getting out of his trap and reorganizing, and if Luo Yuheng succeeds in his tribulation, the Dao Sect will have one more land deity. The situation is getting more and more complicated.

“God forbid!”

Saren Agu shook his head regretfully.

As he spoke, the blurry human face high in the sky, which was condensed from black gas, quickly disintegrated and collapsed, shrinking back into the Sorcerer God sculpture as much as it could.

The originally empty eyes of the sculpture surfaced with two dark lights, gazing at the opposite sculpture of the Confucian Sage.

If you look closely, you will find that the crack in the center of the brow of the sculpture of the Confucian saint, in the “gaze”, a little bit of spreading, extending.

The process is very slow, but firm.

…………

“It’s time!”

Song Qing whispered:

“Your Majesty, a quarter of an hour has passed, throw away the soul invocation, holding it for a long time will hurt the dragon’s body.”

Huaiqing clenched his silver teeth and ignored Song Qing’s dissuasion as he continued to dance the Soul Recruiter.

“With a clattering sound, the residual heat of the incense lit by Song Qing dissipated and the ashes fell off.

Song Qing shook her head and sighed.

After a few more moments, Huaiqing’s body swayed, and the invocation streamer in his hand fell off, “clanging” on the ground.

It wasn’t that she wanted to give up, but she had reached her limit and couldn’t hold the soul invocation in.

Her fair, beautiful cheeks were crawling with greenish-black veins, her red lips had turned a blackish-purple color, and her arms had congealed into a thick crust of ice.

A top-tier magic weapon like the Soul Invoking Streamer, where none of the main materials involved the Transcendent Realm, was something that she, at the Fourth Grade Realm, would have difficulty navigating for a long time.

The cloudy sky dissipated into thin air, and the cloudy wind ceased with it.

The shadowy souls wandering around the Stargazer Building gradually left.

“Your Majesty, drive away the poison.”

Song Qing took out the porcelain vase from his arms and casually threw it over.

There was no sense at all of giving it up with both hands.

Researchers just aren’t “smart” enough.

So Huaiqing didn’t pick it up, staggered to Wei Yuan’s side, and without a word gazed at the clear and handsome face with deep disappointment in his eyes.

In this moment, Song Qing actually saw a hint of sadness from the empress.

He recalled in a trance that when Huaiqing was still a princess, she seemed to have learned chess from Wei Yuan for a few years, if he remembered correctly.

Suddenly, the invocation formation at Huaiqing’s feet lit up, followed by a scattering of golden light surging from the sky, cascading and churning as it swept toward the towering, cloud-like Stargazer Building at a rapid pace.

Golden light comes extremely fast, within a few breaths will be close to the gossip platform, in the Yin wind “escort”, swooped into the formation in the body of the big green clothes.

Huaiqing withdrew from the formation at this time, her beautiful eyes staring unblinkingly at the green clothes.

In a moment, the green-clothed eyelashes fluttered a bit and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the sky in silence for three seconds, slowly sat up and looked around, his eyes finally landing on Wyking.

His temples were graying, his eyes contained the vicissitudes washed out by the years, and he smiled gently:

“It’s been a long time, Your Majesty!”

Huaiqing’s eyes reddened and tears slid silently across his eyes:

“Wei Gong ……..”

………..

Outside the capital, a man in black rode out of the city gates and ran wildly along the ramrod.

………..

Yongzhou.

Xu Pingfeng felt something in his heart and used his teleportation technique to pull away and dodge the old piker’s blade qi.

Then, craning his head to look out to the north, it was clearly daytime, but a bright star hung in the northern sky.

“Wei Yuan ……..”

As a Second Grade Warlock, interpreting astrological signs is an ability within the realm.

Xu Pingfeng slowly clenched his fists, veins protruding from his forehead.

Wei Yuan’s resurrection is not scary, what can a weak body achieve?

However, if Luo Yuheng successfully transits the tribulation, then not only will the Great Feng have the backbone to fight against Yunzhou in terms of transcendent combat power, on the battlefield, even if Xu Pingfeng thinks highly of Qi Guangbo, he still doesn’t have the backbone to think that he can arm wrestle with Wei Yuan.

“I have to make a trip to the North, even if it’s a diversion ………”

Xu Pingfeng swept a glance at the old pipsqueak below and pinched his brow with some headache.

Trying to wear down a Second Grade Martial Artist was never an overnight task.

This stinking stone in the cesspit.

………..

South of the border.

In the primitive forest outside the Extreme Abyss, Grandmother Heavenly Compass looked north through the layers of dense foliage.

“Wei Yuan is resurrected.”

Grandmother Heavenly Compass squinted her eyes, her wrinkled face revealing a slight smile:

“You guys don’t have to worry about a basket case.”

Long Tu, a few leaders of the Compass Clan, were first delighted and then frowned at the words.

The enchanting and charming Luan Yu frowned her delicate eyebrows:

“He can regain his pre-birth cultivation?”

Granny Sky Compass shook her head.

Long Tuo was instantly disappointed:

“What’s the use of that, we still have to see if Xu Qi’an can survive the Transitional Heist Battle.”

Yo Corpse then said:

“If Da Bong loses, not only will we lose our blood money, but we’ll probably be liquidated.”

What he thought in his heart was, this guy Xu Qi’an, he hasn’t given me that ancient corpse yet.

In response to the chiefs’ disapproval, Granny Sky Compass smiled.

………..

Stargazer Building, Bagua Terrace.

Wei Yuan sat behind the table originally belonging to the Supervisor Zheng, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, pursed it and shook his head:

“No tea grown by the flower goddess?”

Huaiqing, who was sitting opposite him, had collected all his emotions by now and quietly and imperceptibly skimmed the corners of his mouth:

“Lord Wei can ask Xu Qi’an for it.”

Song Qing had already been kicked out of the Bagua Terrace, but of course, he himself was happy to do so; after all, something as trivial and trivial as Wei Yuan’s revival wasn’t enough to make him put down the alchemy experiments at hand.

Wei Yuan put down his teacup and said:

“The fact that Xu Qi’an didn’t come means that Da Feng has reached a precarious situation. Who has this old thing, Supervisor Zheng, been sealed by?”

Huaiqing, who had never confided in him any semblance of information, glanced at the man with the graying temples and sighed tersely:

“Lord Wei, did you calculate that you would be resurrected before you left for your journey?

“Daibong has indeed reached a precarious position now, and Huaiqing is trying to ask for your advice.”