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Sang Tong sneered: "A monster is a monster, so what if you took a person's name? You killed two people, and Su Sifang is also in danger. When you cross the catastrophe, there will be nine heavenly thunders that will strike you Ashes and ashes!"
Sang Tong's eyes flashed fiercely: I don't know if the world in this painting can summon the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder
"I never thought of killing people, I just want to live in this world like you, why can't you give me a chance?"
"You have no chance!"
"The person in your arms was not stabbed by me, why should it be counted on my head? And she is not dead yet. I came to see you because I wanted to negotiate a condition with you."
Seeing that Sang Tong was silent, Luo Ruyan continued: "I can let you go, but I want you to swear with your soul that you will not hurt me after you go out."
"Where are the souls of Li Jiaming and Bao Xiaoxuan?"
Luo Ruyan thought for a while, tilted her head, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in her eyes: "They have merged with this world, and this is their "real world", isn't it good? They are still a couple, no To be old and not to die, isn't this the life you humans have been pursuing since ancient times?"
Sang Tong hugged Su Sifang, looking at her red-stained skirt, heartbroken to the point of suffocation.
She has been secretly competing with the person in her arms, but she is not as good as her in every way.
After a long time, Sang Tong developed a "dislike" that he was unwilling to admit. Over the years, whenever he met, he always bullied Su Sifang, but this person never showed any dissatisfaction.
Sang Tong raised his head and stared into Luo Ruyan's eyes: "I can promise you, but I want you to swear."
"Why? We painting souls don't lie."
"Oh, if you don't want to, I'd rather die with you."
"Okay, I, Luo Ruyan, swear to let the two of them leave, otherwise they will not die well."
Sang Tong held up his palms, and curled his thumb and little finger: "I, Sang Tong, swear to the heavens that if Luo Ruyan asks me to take Su Sifang out of here, I will never touch ancient paintings again in this life, otherwise I will not A good death."
Luo Ruyan waved his sleeves, and a glowing door suddenly appeared in front of Sang Tong: "Go out from here, and you will be in the real world."
Sang Tong wrapped his hands around Su Sifang's armpits, and dragged Su Sifang, who was already unconscious, towards the Guangmen with great difficulty.
With a sound of "shua", the scene in front of her changed again, and the scene changed to her home in Shanyang City, which is No. 402, Xinxin Homeland.
The furnishings in the room were all the same, except that there was an old painting on the wall. Su Sifang put his hands together and sat cross-legged in front of the old painting, with his own body lying beside him.
Murong was floating in the air, but Hao Jiefang and Sang Yu were not there.
"What about the rest?"
Murong replied: "You have been there for five days, and Sang Yu has been staying here. She is already exhausted. I advise her to rest for a while. Hao Jiefang has something to do, so he will go back first."
"Thanks, come and help me."
"What happened to Master Xiaofang?"
Sang Tong didn't answer, and said to himself: "I'll go back to the physical body first, you help me pull out the mahogany sword from Su Sifang's abdomen, and stick a talisman on her head, so as not to let her soul disperse."
"good."
Murong did as he said, and Sang Tong returned to the body, but without looking at Su Sifang, he went straight to the bathroom, and after a while, there was the sound of "squeaking" water from inside.
After taking a bath, Sang Tong opened the password box, and carefully took out an orange Taoist robe from inside. This robe looked old, and the outer hexagrams of Fuxi's Eight Diagrams were embroidered on the two lapels of the skirt.
The left lapel is: Tiangan, Zedui, Huoli, Leizhen.
The right lapel is: Dikun, Shangen, Yuekan, Fengxun.
At the hem of the skirt is the inner picture of Fuxi's gossip diagram - the gossip of Yin and Yang poles.
Sang Tong also neatly put on the matching hat of the Taoist robe. In the center of the hat: there is a small pattern similar to the combination of the sun and the moon.
She silently set the altar, lit three sticks of incense, raised them up to her eyebrows, and bowed respectfully three times before inserting the incense into the incense burner, then prostrated herself on the ground, and made a grand salute.
After praying three times in this way, he stood up.
"Disciple Sang Tong has committed a lot of crimes and cannot tell the truth from reality. After entering the world in the painting, he was fascinated by illusions and accidentally injured his friend's primordial spirit. soul."
After finishing the words, the three sticks of incense in front of him flashed together, and Sang Tong was overjoyed: "Thank you, the ancestors of all generations."
She took a cinnabar pen and drew many complicated runes on Su Sifang's body. Finally, she pricked her middle finger with a brooch, and put a drop of her own blood on the center of Su Sifang's eyebrows.
Sitting cross-legged next to Su Sifang Yuanshen, he chanted in a low voice: "Ren Gao protects me, Ding Chou protects me, Ren He saves me, Ding You protects the body, Ren Can manages the soul, Ding Si nourishes the spirit, Taiyin Huagai, Dihu Tianmen, I walk Yu step, Xuannv Daoist, sitting and lying in Mingtang, hiding in hiding..."
A set of very ancient and complicated formulas, which lasted for five minutes. Near the end, Sang Tong suddenly opened his eyes: "Nine Heavens Returning to Origin Art, hurry like a law!"
This is the first time for Sang Tong to use this advanced spell. Her master told her: to activate the Nine Heavens Returning to the Origin Art, one must be a powerful person. If the mana is not enough, it will be in danger during the activation.
She had seen it once.
That time, she hugged her senior sister's warm body and returned to the sect in a helicopter specially dispatched by the Bureau.
Her senior sister is Dandan's mother.
At that time, the senior sister was already dead: the primordial spirit was shattered, the essence and blood were burned out, the three souls and seven souls were scattered, and even the body was covered with cuts and bruises.
But Sang Tong didn't believe it. She couldn't accept that her sister, who had been teaching her, helping her, comforting her and accompanying her since she started, died in front of her like this.
Her master is also stubborn, knowing that she can't do it, she did it. Together with the other three powerful people from the Special Events Management Bureau, she activated the Nine Heavens Returning to Yuanjutsu for her senior sister...
Sang Tong knew that with her cultivation at this time, she might die of exhaustion during the operation, but she couldn't just watch Su Sifang disappear in front of her.
If the primordial spirit is dead, even the chance of reincarnation is gone!
That's why she specially asked the ancestors of the past generations to help...
However, what she never expected was that the process was so smooth, and there was no adverse reaction except a little tiredness.
And Su Sifang's injured primordial spirit is also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Sang Tong frowned, feeling something was wrong...
Before she could think deeply, Su Sifang's primordial spirit slowly opened his eyes.
"Four directions!"
"Senior Sister Tong, where are we?"
"At home, at my house, I'll take you out, don't say anything, I'll send your primordial spirit back to your physical body first."
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"Murong, Master Xiaofang! Take a look!"
Sang Yu pointed at the ancient painting on the wall and exclaimed.
Mu Rong, Hao Jiefang, and Su Sifang came over after hearing the sound.
In the ancient painting, on the tombstone-like stone next to Huayao, the outline of a third face appeared faintly.
It was Sang Tong!
"how so!"
Mu Rong turned his head to look at the butter lamp above Sang Tong's head. The wick and lamp oil were fine, but the flame was pitifully small. In this windless room, it swayed slightly, as if it would go out at any moment.
Su Sifang looked solemn: "Amitabha, Senior Sister Tong is probably in danger."
"Master Xiao Fang, what should I do! My sister, my sister..."
Su Sifang squatted beside Sang Tong, stretched out two fingers, probed Sang Tong's breath, and probed Bao Xiaoxuan and Li Jiaming's.
"These three people are currently breathing. Senior Sister Tong's primordial spirit enters the painting. If her primordial spirit dies, her body will also be silent. She still breathes now, but the light of the soul-protecting lamp is so small, and Senior Sister Tong appears faintly in the ancient painting." face, I'm afraid I'm in some kind of danger."
"What danger?"
"Sifang has never seen Huayao before, and this is the first time. I speculate that it should not be a life-threatening situation, but I can't see through what it is."
Sang Yu knelt down beside Sang Tong, sobbing in a low voice: "Sister Tong Tong, you can't do anything, don't leave me."
Murong looked at Sang Yu, then turned his gaze to the ancient painting, put away all distracting thoughts in his mind, and focused on a point on the painting, trying to "awaken" his "spiritual" eyes.
Unfortunately, things backfired.
She had no choice but to come to Su Sifang and whispered, "Master Xiaofang, can't you see what happened in the painting?"
Su Sifang clasped his hands together and sighed softly: "No, this painting has gone through thousands of years, and it has formed its own world inside. My eyes are just magic eyes, and I can't see so far away."
Mu Rongxiu frowned slightly: Listening to what Su Sifang said, is there still an eye above the Dharma Eye
With the sound of sobbing behind him, Murong's memories surged.
Sixteen years ago, Yaoyaoling dispatched a large number of police forces to conduct a blanket search. After three days, they finally found her who was only ten years old in a cave.
At that time, she only knew that Mu Haijun was going to sell her to a far, far away place, and she would never go home and see her mother again.
When she was running, Mu Haijun also said that if he caught her, he would break her leg.
She was very scared, so she could only listen to her mother's last instructions and run away desperately.
When Yaoyaoling found her, she was already dying, and when her body recovered, what she saw was her mother's ashes.
The cremation was paid for by the public, and the funeral center owed the cost of storing the ashes.
She was also like Sang Yu, kneeling helplessly on the ground, with rows of high shelves in front of her, and there were countless cold grids inside, and there were all kinds of boxes in the grids.
She knelt there, holding her mother's ashes in her arms, and her cries echoed in the empty storage.
In such an environment, her cries were particularly horrifying, and the people who passed by here and there fled as if flying away, no one stopped, and no one comforted her.