Yokai University

Lan Qiu brought Ling Chong to a house, and then stopped: "Go in."

The house in front of me stood alone in the dark wilderness, and the outer wall could not be seen to be made of any material, and the lines on it were vague and indistinct.

Besides, the size of the house is a bit too small.Even though Lingchong's Haimiao Room has been criticized for its crudeness, this house is less than half the size of Haimiao's bedroom.It is also possible to lie flat without bending your legs.

"What am I going to do after I go in?" Ling Chong asked.

Lan Qiu said: "There is some weak water sealed here, and there is also Zhongtian, which is used to torture people in the fairy prison. Now you have no fairy power, go in and suppress the demon power."

"And then?" Isn't it all suppressed together?

"Your mother is a purple silk three-legged phoenix. Before your demonic power was so strong, you must have been stimulated by something that led to the nirvana of the demonic power. Then use the same method now to regenerate the fairy power." Lan Qiu explained.

After Ling Chong heard this, Monk Zhanger still couldn't figure it out: "Immortal power is reborn? How should I be reborn?"

"Encountering danger, or being anxious. All in all, you have to experience a stronger feeling. For example..." Lan Qiu paused, his eyes clouded with gray mist: "For example, when Beiyou, However, it took me a month to draw water from the Jade Candle Pond to wash my meridians."

Lingchong was taken aback when he heard this.He had only heard that it would be bitter before, but he had never thought of it being so bitter.

Lan Qiu smiled: "Actually, it doesn't have to be as extreme as Beiyou. I said at the time, let him experience the state of leaving the soul. Everyone's situation is different from person to person. He chose this method, but not necessarily suitable for you."

Di Ting added from the side: "In short, it is to experience the feeling of being alive and dead."

"Live to die, die to live..." Ling Chong repeated: "Is it that simple?"

"Is it easy?" Lan Qiu said, "For many people, going from life to death is the hardest thing."

Wei Yan who was at the side suddenly said, "Lingchong, I will accompany you."

Ling Chong quickly refused: "No, there is weak water inside. At that time, even your demon power will be restrained. The stronger the demon power, the greater the backlash."

Wei Yan paused, then shook his head: "It's okay."

Diting flicked his tail and said to Lingchong: "You just let him go. He, except for being frightened once when he was very young, has never encountered any difficulties since then. Let him be hit a bit, Save the money and suffer later."

After finishing speaking, Di Ting gave Wei Yan a look, moved closer to Wei Yan and said, "You don't need to thank me. After becoming a half-father, I will 'worry' about your lifelong affairs."

Wei Yan: "..."

Lan Qiu nodded: "If you want to go to Yaojun, it's okay. You are still needed outside, and practicing in weak water can also strengthen your internal energy."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Lingchong: "Zhenjun Lingchong, Lan Qiu wants to ask you for something."

"What?" Ling Chong really couldn't figure out what the ghost king needed from him.

"A trace of your fairy soul." Lan Qiu said lightly, as if he was not talking about the soul, but just a small flower or a grass, which is not worth mentioning.

Wei Yan frowned: "What do you want the immortal soul for?"

Although immortals don't have souls, they have something called immortal souls, which are used to carry memories and achieve immortality.

That's why immortals often say, one day I lose my appearance, I will look at you in the sky.

From a certain point of view, this sentence is true.But the lost immortal soul will be shattered into countless pieces of dust, and maybe there is a fragment of memory in each grain.But he is no longer the same person as before.

Is the past the real you, or is it the real you who speaks at this moment?

Lan Qiu replied flatly: "The cause of today is the result of tomorrow. If there is no cause today, there will be no result in the future. I will take good care of this trace of soul."

When Wei Yan wanted to say something again, Ling Chong tugged at the corner of his sleeve, walked up to Wei Yan, and said to Lan Qiu, "Okay. Gui Jun, please take the soul."

Lan Qiu really appreciates Lingchong's straightforward character, and can understand Wei Yan's mood at the moment - in front of important things, all emotions are superfluous, only worry is real, and there is no need to hide it of.

A shattered mirror appeared in his palm, it was neither round nor square, it was just a broken piece with sharp edges, as if holding it in his hand, the next moment it would cut the skin and ooze blood.

Lan Qiu tapped Lingchong's right hand before his breath, and a faint white aura stuck to his fingertips.The white was still writhing, as if unwilling to leave.

Lingchong looked at his celestial soul leaving his body, reluctant to part, and stretched out his fingertips to tap it: "Don't be afraid."

The celestial soul condensed into a small ball, seemed to be inspired infinitely after being caressed by Ling Chong, raised his chest, and with a whoosh sound got into Lan Qiu's broken mirror.

The mirror surface was dense, causing ripples.After a while, white and black merged into one, blending into a rich layer of gray, slowly sinking into the world in the mirror like sinking into the bottom of the sea.

The mirror regained its original clean appearance.Lan Qiu took it back: "Then, go. I'll open the door again in ten days."

Strange to say, at the moment when the ball of immortal soul entered the mirror, Lingchong felt a little trance in his mind, as if someone whispered something in his ear, but he couldn't hear clearly.He originally wanted to ask, but firstly he felt that he would cause trouble for Lan Qiu, and secondly he was afraid that Wei Yan would be worried, so he gave up.

It's just that his head was still buzzing, he lowered his head, walked slowly to the front of the wooden house, opened the door and walked in, followed closely by Wei Yan.

The two entered the room, Lan Qiu tapped on the door a few times, then turned and left with Di Ting.

Di Ting asked curiously: "Isn't the weak water in this hut more powerful than that in the prison of Zhongtian Immortal?"

Lan Qiu laughed and said, "You have never been to Zhongtian Immortal Prison, and secondly, you have never been in this hut, how would you know?"

Di Ting smiled and took advantage of the situation to flatter: "I heard what others said. And how can Guijun's stuff be worse than Zhongtian's?"

Lan Qiu reached out and touched Di Ting's head, and said softly, "Zhongtian also has many great things."

Listen to what he said, it doesn't seem like a rebuttal, but it's a confirmation that one's own things are generally better than Zhongtian.He was a little curious: "For example?"

Lan Qiu thought for a while: "For example... For example, they all have eyes."

Di Ting laughed out loud with a "poof": "Ghost Lord, after thinking about it, they all have eyes? It means that I really can't think of anything else. This makes Zhongtian Needle Sharp" The emperor listened, and he will send troops to attack the ghost world tomorrow."

Lan Qiu supported Di Ting's back with his hands, and sat sideways on Di Ting's body: "Well, it's not so good to think about it."

"Ghost Lord is so sure that Ling Chong will come out within ten days?" Di Ting asked.

"Yeah." Lan Qiu replied, "He has to come out."

"Why?"

"The eclipse is coming. He still has something to do." Lan Qiu raised his head and looked at the sky through the boundless gray fog.

There is no sky in the ghost world, but Lan Qiu created a sky.There are also twinkling stars, and a little gleam.But this is all fake, as long as you can fly high enough, your fingertips will touch that layer of enchantment.

"Shadow eclipse?" Di Ting frowned - this word is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it.

Lan Qiu gently pulled Di Ting's ear: "Don't think about it, we're leaving."

"Where are we going next?" Di Ting asked.

"Go to Yuzhuchi. The ghost messengers are coming, we have to prepare to sweep the couch to welcome the guests."

***

Lingchong walked into the hut, inside was the weak water up to his chest, and every step he took in it required a lot of strength.The celestial power is gone, but there are still some unusable demon powers on his body that are backlashing back.

Wei Yan's expression was a little worried, but he himself was already pale now, which shows that the backlash he received was not small.The so-called using one's own spear to attack one's own shield is probably this feeling.

Lingchong was still muttering about Lan Qiu's words: "The feeling of leaving the soul. Live to death, die to death? Am I going to start bloodletting too?"

As soon as he took two steps forward, he felt that his body was hit by a force, and he almost fell to his knees.

Wei Yan reached out to support him: "Take your time."

Ling Chong looked up at Wei Yan, and frowned suspiciously: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Wei Yan was taken aback, and He Lingchong frowned with big eyes and small eyes.

Lingchong waved his hand: "Your eyes are not as big as mine, but your eyebrows are a little bit thicker than mine. Winking and eye-catching competition, it's a tie." After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to tell Wei Yan: "In this room It's all weak water, it's very dangerous, you should get out quickly."

Wei Yan asked: "Who am I?"

Lingchong laughed: "How do I know who you are? You don't even know who you are, how do I know? You suddenly appeared next to me, and you surprised me."

He paused for a moment, pointing to the weak water on his body: "Could it be that the weak water can become fine?"

Ling Chong originally wanted to circle around Wei Yan, but it hurt too much when he moved, so he stopped after taking two steps, and looked at Wei Yan: "It looks a little bit like it. The eyes are watery, it should be It's water essence."

Wei Yan thought of the trace of immortal soul that Lan Qiu took away just now. The immortal soul carried the memory of the immortal. At that time, no one asked which piece of Lingchong's memory Lan Qiu took away.

That trace of fairy soul may seem small, but when he thinks about it carefully, the time he met Ling Chong, in the length of his life, may really only be that small.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan felt that his throat was dry, and he opened his mouth several times, but couldn't ask that question——have you forgotten me?

Ling Chong saw Wei Yan's expression getting more and more serious, and that posture would probably break out the door in the next moment, and then asked Lan Qiu to get back his immortal soul.

He quickly took Wei Yan's hand: "Ayan, I was teasing you. I see you have been tense today, I want to tease you and let you relax. I haven't forgotten you, how can I I forgot about you."

While pulling, Lingchong shook Wei Yan's hand coquettishly: "Ayan, don't hit me. I don't have much energy in it. If you hit me, I might really hang up here Alright. Can we gentlemen use our mouths but not our hands?"

"Use your mouth but not your hands?" Wei Yan asked in a deep voice.

"En." Ling Chong nodded frantically.

The next moment, Wei Yan embraced Ling Chong into his arms, and without any reaction from him, he lowered his head and sucked his lips.