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Yan Wanxi walked to the middle of the wasteland, slowly closed her eyes, and released her spiritual power.
However, she tried for a long time and could not detect anything wrong.
Xing Zhimo walked to her side and said, "Master, why don't you let me try it."
Ever since he stepped into this wasteland, Xing Zhimo felt that the familiar feeling before was even stronger. It was much stronger than when he saw Ji Hongling and the stone statue in the ancestral hall.
He always felt that there was a very familiar atmosphere in it.
Yan Wanxi glanced at him, nodded, and said, "Then you should be careful."
Xing Zhimo stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and responded with a smile: "Yes."
Yan Wanxi stepped aside and made room for Xing Zhimo where she was standing just now.
Xing Zhimo slowly walked to that position. As soon as he stepped on it, he could feel the spiritual energy flowing in his body. He slowly closed his eyes and felt the spiritual energy flowing in his body. the power of.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but there was already dense beads of sweat on his face and forehead.
Yan Wanxi knew that he must have felt something, so he acted like this. She quickly stepped forward and transferred some of her spiritual power to him.
Xing Zhimo's expression slowly softened, and Yan Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his expression had improved a lot. However, he seemed to be in some kind of trouble, and his eyebrows were still tightly furrowed.
But the scene in front of Xing Zhimo at this time was that a monk was holding a string of Buddhist beads and throwing them forward, and all the water in the sea suddenly disappeared.
And a woman in red was completely suppressed, and Xing Zhimo didn't hear what she was saying clearly.
He just looked at the monk and said to the soul standing next to him: "If you regret it, it is too early to regret it now."
The soul smiled slightly at the monk and said: "Master, do it. Anyway, it will only sleep here for hundreds of years. If you can protect my villagers for hundreds of years, let alone just sleep here for a few years." A hundred years, even if my soul is gone, I am willing."
After hearing this, the monk recited the Buddha's name to her and said, "That's it, let's get started."
After saying that, the woman¡¯s soul rushed directly towards the place where the monk just threw the beads. The woman in red who was bound inside shouted: "Bai Jue, you are really crazy!"
"Witch, you should just stay here and reflect!" The woman's soul looked at the face that looked exactly like hers and said with a smile.
With the sound of the monk chanting sutras and the screams of the woman in red, Xing Zhimo gradually realized that the things in front of him were getting blurry.
"Xing Zhimo, Xing Zhimo, wake up!"
Hearing a familiar voice coming from his ears, Xing Zhimo slowly opened his eyes and faced Yan Wanxi's worried face.
"Master, what did you call me just now?" Xing Zhimo's voice was a little weak.
That¡¯s because the spiritual power is exhausted.
Yan Wanxi knew he was awake, and quickly frowned and asked, "What did you see just now?"
Seeing that Yan Wanxi did not answer his question, he curled his lips and said, "Well, here is a formation made of Buddhist beads."
"The formation made of Buddhist beads?" Yan Wanxi asked with some confusion.
"Well, it should be something that the monk left behind to restrain the witch." After Xing Zhimo sat for a while, he felt that his body was no longer so weak. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com