Rebirth of waste materials to save the world

Seeing that everyone Panxi had sat down, Qian Yue raised her head and shouted to Qiu Mu who was in mid-air: "Mu Mu, please help us protect the law."

"Okay, Yue, just do what you want, I will do everything." After saying that, Qiu Mu held his hand for a while, and a purple enchantment shrouded it, isolating all interference from the outside world. Qiu Mu held the blood sickle in his hand, Standing above the barrier, Qian Yue looked at the back and felt very relieved.

Li Mo, who was sitting among the soldiers, naturally saw Qiu Mu's actions clearly. After he became a wraith, he knew more about the affairs of the Six Realms. He already knew Qiu Mu's identity somewhat. guess.

Now seeing this enchantment again, feeling the energy fluctuations emanating from the enchantment, he is even more certain in his heart that he is indeed not a human race, but as long as he can protect the young master well, it doesn't matter who he is.

As far as Li Mo was concerned, the young master was the only son of the old general, and the old general was kind to him. Even if the young master was a waste in the eyes of the world, he would still protect him.

Li Mo thought about it before, the old general died in battle, and he didn't protect his young master well, so he didn't know how to deal with the old general's soul. Now that he is fine, he is relieved and has an explanation.

Seeing that the barrier was set up, Qian Yue sat down like everyone else, put the dagger back into the ring, took the Liuguangqin off her back, put it on her lap, and said: "Next, I will play a piece Music, please, soldiers, try to calm down your soul breath and listen to the music quietly."

After saying that, Qian Yue's fingers began to fluctuate on the strings, and the soft sound like a gurgling stream was drawn from the strings and fingertips, and the memories of learning the piano music could not help appearing in her mind.

The title of this song is "Jinghun Yin". Hundreds of years ago, in the Yaochi Mountain Temple, a female master named Mo Huan saw Qianyue carrying the piano on his back all the year round, and thought that Qianyue taught him because of the reason for his eyesight.

Qian Yue also had nothing to do, so she started to learn from Mo Huan. Even Qian Yue, who has been playing the piano for a hundred years, is really not easy to learn this piano music. It took 5 years to memorize the piano score alone.

He didn't know why, but he memorized Jinghunyin's piano score once and forgot it. It took him five years to memorize it a thousand times before he memorized it, and then he learned how to play it for another ten years before he fully mastered it.

After Mo Huan taught Qian Yue the melody, she said to him: "Sponsor Qian Yue, the poor nun saw that your six sense organs are pure and you have a heart of great compassion, so I will teach you the melody of pure soul. The "Heart Sutra" can purify people's souls, and I hope you can remember your original intention to worship the Buddha." Not long after, Mo Huan collapsed.

And this time helping these resentful spirits is also the first time Qianyue has used "Purifying Soul Sound" in practice, and he doesn't know how effective it will be, but he believes that he will succeed.

Tens of thousands of resentful spirits gradually calmed down after hearing this piano music. They felt as if their souls were wrapped in something, and a warm breath lingered around them, comforting them. Ease the pain, resentment and unwillingness in their hearts.

Then they entered a very comfortable state, everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with them, they just wanted to enjoy this moment of tranquility and cleanse their souls.

During the process of playing, Qian Yue also slowly closed his eyes, washing his soul while playing the piano, he was completely unaware of what was happening around him.

Qiu Mu, who was guarding the barrier, saw all this clearly. When Qian Yue played "Purifying Soul Sound", not only did all the resentful spirits calm down, but the heads of these resentful spirits that were visible to the naked eye slowly moved away. Black mist floated out, slowly condensing in the sky.

These black mist are the resentment that polluted the soul, they condensed into a huge black light ball, the evil breath can be felt even through the enchantment Qiu Mu, the black light ball shook, Qiu Mu felt The black ball of light seemed to want to rush out.

Qiu Mu squinted her eyes and looked at the black ball of light. She didn't expect her resentment to be so strong. Otherwise, how could this red maple forest suddenly become a ghost forest in a hundred years.