"Old man, why are you shocked?" Xingyue was startled and covered her ears, "How old are you? Why are you still doing so random things?"
The Penglai Temple Master was not in the mood to quarrel with Xingyue at this moment. He quickly stepped forward: "Old... I saw the soul of a woman here!"
As soon as these words came out, Yan Tingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes fell on the bright moon order.
Although Beiming magic and Penglai magic both originated from Shenzhou Taoism and were originally of the same origin, they were actually completely different when used.
Penglai magic can see "life", but Beiming magic can see "death".
Life and death are black and white, which is the complete opposite.
Therefore, the Penglai Temple Master could see that the soul of the female prime minister Shen Mingshu was found in the Mingyue Order, but he could not see it.
"It seems that there really is a spirit." Xingyue scratched her head, "But I can''t tell whose soul it is."
"Hiss... I looked carefully again. This official uniform is the prime minister''s uniform of the Ning Dynasty!" The Penglai Temple Master only felt dizzy.
Xingyue blurted out: "Then isn''t Shen Xiang''s soul living in this jade?!"
"The master has good eyesight." Ye Wanlan looked calm and raised his eyebrows with a smile. "I only saw that there seemed to be a soul in it, but I didn''t know who it belonged, so I thought about taking this thing here."
"It''s really incredible!" The Penglai Guanzhu grabbed his beard and couldn''t help but take a breath, "I didn''t expect Shen Xiang''s soul to be preserved so completely."
Of course, the soul really exists, but this name is given by the magician.
From a scientific point of view, it is that after death, people still do not disappear completely, but the particles that make up humans have changed.
Since there is life, there must be death.
If a new soul is born, then the old soul should also return to the world.
The so-called reincarnation actually does not mean that a soul is constantly reincarnated.
Because once the soul dissipates, it will merge with the heaven and the earth. Even if the new soul is born from the heaven and the earth, it does not have similarities to the old soul.
This is the true cycle of reincarnation.
Energy will not disappear out of thin air, nor will it appear out of thin air, but will be constantly in the cycle.
The Penglai Temple Master said slowly: "After a person dies, his soul can still stay in the world for a moment, but it will only last for seven days at most."
This is also the origin of the so-called "first seven".
The psychics will also communicate within these seven days and ask about the deceased''s past.
But if it exceeds seven days, the psychic ritual can continue, but it requires that the psychic master must use enough psychic power to retain the souls of the dead.
"I know this." Ye Wanlan nodded, "After seven days, the soul will gradually dissipate and return to chaos."
"Not bad." The beard of the Penglai Temple Master was shaking, "So someone could keep Shen Xiang''s soul in the Mingyue Order. This person is not only far-scheming, but also has extremely high cultivation!"
Yan Tingfeng''s eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly searched for the person who matched him in his mind.
In the end, it was frozen on a name—
The Emperor of Daning, the sound of cold clouds.
"However, it is still contrary to the way of heaven for a long time." The Penglai Temple Master sighed repeatedly, "I''m afraid this person will pay a huge price!"
Ye Wanlan''s eyelashes drooped, and his fingers hanging on his side tightened bit by bit.
For the future of China, Han Yunsheng paid too much.
Her feeling of uneasiness is not wrong. Her teacher, the imperial teacher Han Yunsheng, may not be able to come back.
What made Ye Wanlan feel his heart was so dull that he couldn''t breathe. In this world, even if she walked back along the road she had passed, she could not find any trace of the sound of the cold clouds.
Bones are broken into sand, and the soul is broken.
"It''s thanks to Alan bringing the Mingyue Order back." After hearing this, Xingyue was still scared. "If it was really taken away by the people from the Principality of Southern Ming, their strange people discovered Shen Xiang''s soul, and the consequences would be unimaginable." "It''s extreme, it''s extreme." The Penglai Guanzhu touched his beard, "But I see that Shen Xiang''s soul is very weak and his power is exhausted, so it must be nourished as soon as possible, otherwise once the power completely disappears, Shen Xiang''s soul will no longer exist."
Ye Wanlan clasped his fists: "I''m working hard to see the owner."
"Oh, how can this be considered laborious when Xiaoyou Ye said this?" Penglai Temple Master waved his hand, "I am from Shenzhou, so of course I have to do my best for Shenzhou."
"Old man, how long does it take to nourish Shen Xiang''s soul to completely recover?" Xingyue was a little curious, "Do you need me to prepare some magic weapons?"
"It''s necessary, very necessary." The Penglai Temple Master sighed again, "Actually, if there is a magic banner here, there is no need to be such a trouble."
The magic banner is also the power of heaven and earth, and the soul also comes from here, so the magic banner can instantly make the power of the soul full again.
"Since the Dinghai Pearl has appeared, I believe the Divine Banner and Vajra Cover will appear sooner or later." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "Because, I always believe in the group of people three hundred years ago."
Hearing this sentence, Yan Tingfeng''s eyelashes moved slightly.
"Young friend Ye said it right." The expression of the Penglai Temple Master was slightly solemn, "I should set up a formation first to ensure that the soul of the sun can be restored to the greatest extent."
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Penglai Temple is located under the Penglai Mountains. There are many pilgrims coming here to burn incense and offer sacrifices every day.
The lively atmosphere before the viewing is in sharp contrast with the desertedness in the mountains. It is hard to imagine that this mountain shrouded in fog is Penglai Mountain, which once looked like an immortal.
Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng came to the foot of the mountain.
"The power of the formation here is slowly weakening." Ye Wanlan squatted down, bit his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood into it. "I don''t know why the Penglai Saint launched the Mountain Protection Formation three hundred years ago, but since it was activated, it means there is a certain reason."
Yan Tingfeng chuckled and nodded: "Xiao Wan is preparing to strengthen this formation?"
"Ye Wanlan said, "But before this, you still need to go into the mountains to explore. I think something important must have been left."
The Penglai Saint Yue Zheng left behind, but in fact, even Yan Tingfeng didn''t know.
Because when Yue Zheng and Xingyun were dragging the invading army with their bodies, he and Rong Shi were also preparing for the formation without stopping.
Yan Tingfeng let out a sigh of relief and watched Ye Wanlan enter the weakest part of the formation. He raised his foot and followed closely behind.
"Swish-"
In an instant, the fog dissipated and suddenly became clear.
It is not as desolate as seen by the outside world, nor is it black and gray.
Birds sing and flowers are fragrant, green and green, small bridges and flowing water, and paradise.
Ye Wanlan was slightly stunned.
The flowers are similar every year, but the scenery here is not much different from three hundred years ago.
When you step into this, you will know what the Penglai Fairyland depicted in the book looks like.
"So that''s it." Ye Wanlan said, "The mountain protection formation not only prevented outsiders from coming in, but also created an illusion to confuse outsiders'' senses." Yan Tingfeng nodded: "I guess the same is true for Beiming Mountain."