Li Weiran paused, and abruptly removed the red silk covering her face.
His ice-blue eyes stared at the girl playing the piano in front of him for a moment, and he almost stopped breathing.
A silver moon slowly emerged behind the girl, reflecting the entire night like day.
The wind gently brushed his clothes and long hair, and even the red silk in his hand fluttered violently.
Li Weiran took a deep breath, with a dignified expression.
What energy is that
Vigorous, vast, and light, sometimes it is as silent as air, which makes people feel imperceptible; sometimes it is like a rushing tide, surging and surging.
The most unbelievable thing is that.
This energy is actually impacting, devouring, and even purifying the [Power of Mantra] around it.
There is actually a kind of energy in this world that can truly restrain [The Power of Curse].
Although it is still so weak, it is unprecedentedly shocking.
Kagura master!
Is this the Kagura master who made the entire Cultivation Continent fearful thousands of years ago
Are all the Kagura masters so powerful, or is this girl in front of me special
With the melodious sound of the piano, Yinyue is beautiful.
The empty and quiet martial arts stage gradually changed.
There is a temple here.
Dilapidated, simple and old, it is different from any luxurious palace with carved beams and painted buildings in the Demon Palace.
And some vague and hazy voices gradually came from the temple.
"Your Majesty, this old slave did all this for your own good!"
Muyan knows that she has succeeded.
She broke the independent space that was separated and hidden by the power of the curse.
Her mind suddenly relaxed, she couldn't hold on any longer, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Li Weiran approached slowly, squatted in front of her, looked at her like a monster, and asked hoarsely: "Jun Muyan, who are you?"
Muyan is too lazy to pay attention to her at this moment.
A long-lost joyful smile appeared on his pale, blood-stained face.
Because just at the moment when she broke the [Curse Barrier], a long-lost familiar voice came from her mind.
"Jun Muyan, you don't want to die, do you?"
"The Kagura master is only at level seven, so he dares to use the tenth level skill [Luo Yan Shenzhi]."
"This deity has only been sleeping for a few months, what the hell have you done?! And what the hell is this place?"
If it wasn't for Li Weiran watching from the side, Muyan would almost scream out.
But she was still too excited to control her expression, "Qihuang, are you finally awake?"
Ever since Qihuang killed Ning Xu on the floating island that day and showed a split personality, he began to fall into a deep sleep.
Then, many, many things happened.
It's only been a few months since Qihuang fell into a deep sleep.
But Muyan was in a trance and only felt that she had been separated from her own spirit for several centuries.
The Mieshi half-soul in the little uncle's body is the other half of Qihuang's soul.
Does Qihuang know what happened after that
Muyan's hand holding the Tianmoqin trembled slightly.
She has too many things to ask, she has too many pains of life and death, and she wants to confide to Qihuang, but she can only confide to Qihuang.
Muyan always feels that she has to bear the greatest responsibility for the death of her junior uncle.
Because the little uncle went through the robbing and killing in the world of mortals, suffered all the sufferings in the world, and even broke his tendons and died in despair at the end, all because of Qihuang's half-soul.
Qihuang is her weapon spirit, a "bear child" and family member who has long been recognized by her.
If Qihuang owed the little martial uncle anything, it would be the same as she owed the little martial uncle.