Chapter 49: Baby Crying and Tears Filling the Bowl
Chapter 49: Baby Crying and Tears Filling the Bowl
'Just like clouds in the sky, they drift around, perhaps bringing down rain, forming a bond in the same place, but not staying in one place for long.'
Feel the intertwined fate, willpower and power falling into the void.
Chu Tai stretched out his hand again, palm facing up, and closed his eyes slightly.
"But cumulus clouds can also turn into disasters. If this kind of power continues to accumulate and converge, what kind of power will it eventually exert?"
Chu Tai recalled the defensive measures he had left in some villages, slightly opened his five fingers, and allowed these forces to merge into the land.
Inside the Wang family’s inner residence, in a dark room, the lights were on brightly.
There is an altar in the center of the room, with a painting of a beauty hanging on it.
The candlelight flickered all around, and phantom male figures were "standing" in the almost transparent wax.
The men's limbs were twisted around their bodies like a twist, forming a cylindrical shape. They seemed to be standing, yet also seemed to be imprisoned in these candles.
The candle flame flickered, and wisps of earth energy gathered as the man's vitality was consumed, surrounding the mouth and nose of the beauty's portrait, as if the portrait was swallowing and exhaling clouds.
The moment Chu Tai let go, the woman in the beauty painting's eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly opened and looked towards the void.
The image in the painting becomes clearer and clearer, and the originally flat beauty also has a three-dimensional feeling, as if she can walk out of the painting at any time.
Ripples appeared on the screen, an arm stretched out, and the earth's energy and vitality gathered around it more quickly.
"Ban! Ban!"
Two shouts exploded in the void, and chains like golden ones emerged from the surface of the scroll, surrounding it and tightly wrapping it.
Golden flames danced around and directly ignited Xin Qing's outstretched palm.
Blood flowed, mist rose, and illusory shadows appeared and wandered on the outstretched palms.
But under the golden flames, these struggles were useless.
Even more, Jin Yan turned these powers into his own fuel, destroying his opponents while enhancing his own strength.
Xin Qing looked at the disappearing hand on his forearm with a ferocious expression, then looked at the golden chains and spoke with dissatisfaction.
"Seal? Ha, you're dead, how long can this seal last? Wait until the immortality soup is finished..."
"Speaking of this immortality soup, it turns out that humans themselves are the best at torturing others..."
The woman muttered something again, then raised her head and laughed like a madman.
“If the former Saint King knew that he had redefined fate and left blessings for future generations, and actually created such a magical medicine, would he be so angry that he came back to life? Hmm, is this another tonic? Hahahaha…”
"The soup of immortality, the soup of immortality..."
At the same time, in the main residence of the Wang family, Wang Lan, whose hair and beard were all white but whose face was still young, was holding a half-scroll of Taoist book, reading the contents word by word, muttering the three words "Eternal Life Soup".
If you look closely, you will find that there is not much content on it, and it is even a bit simple.
His fingers slid across the pages of the book, which recorded many methods of prolonging life by stealing essence, stealing qi, and borrowing life.
Some people bury a person's hair, skin, blood, teeth, nails, clothes, along with his or her birth date and time, into a Feng Shui dragon cave in an attempt to steal the foundation of the earth's energy.
There is a method of borrowing life by exchanging money for a little life span of others.
Finally, Wang Lan stared at the last page of paper.
The first paragraph describes how to find a girl who was born in a Yin land on a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day and Yin time, and who is the fusion of six Yins.
The second paragraph tells how to find the six yang boys born in a yang year, yang month, yang day and yang hour in a yang land. The following also records the preparation methods of the two secret medicines of extreme yin and extreme yang, as well as the precautions for swallowing.
"The Jade Girls are three, five, and seven years old, and the Golden Boys are two, four, six, and eight years old. The cost is not expensive. The remaining innate energy in their internal organs can be integrated with each other to create the immortal soup of longevity that combines yin and yang."
"Every bowl you boil can extend your life by half a century. If you want a better effect, you still need to add some special blood to your original destiny..."
Wang Lan licked her tongue, as if savoring something delicious.
While he was savoring the moment, the woman in the dark room also showed an intoxicated look. Her broken palm was restored to its original state by the nourishment of vitality that fell from somewhere.
On the other side, Chu Tai, who received news from Wu Chaoxi, also began to move around in the villages and towns near the Wang family.
He walked through many villages and saw many baby towers, most of which were empty.
There were neither bones nor remains of dead bodies, and it was obvious that the place had been cleaned up once.
It was not until Chu Tai came to the first baby tower built by the Wang family that he was surprised to find that this place was actually sheltering baby spirits.
In fact, because of the devout worship of the people around, the infant spirit inside has been cleansed of most of the negative energy and resentment, and there is a possibility of turning into a ghost immortal.
Standing in front of the small tower, Chu Tai communicated with five children with short arms and legs, wearing red bellybands and small pants, and with boyish buns.
"I understand what you mean. I also know that you can sense other people's personalities and emotions, but this place may become a battlefield in a short time. Would you please leave with me for the time being? As for this..."
Chu Tai stroked the Six Yang Divine Infant Tower in his hand, a hint of helplessness emerging in his eyes.
"This thing is what those bad guys planned to capture you to refine. Until now, there are still many individuals similar to you being tortured inside."
Faced with Chu Tai's somewhat threatening words, the five children did not care. They gestured up and down with their hands, pointed at themselves, and then pointed at the Six Yang Divine Infant Tower.
"That won't do. This tower is an evil object. If you go in, you will be seriously injured."
The five children looked at each other, pushed each other, gestured, and babbled to express their emotions and thoughts.
"You want to go in and push them out?"
Chu Tai looked at the children in front of him and for a moment he didn't know how to respond to their request.
"Can't!"
Chu Tai still refused.
"The restrictions inside are extremely dangerous. Even though I have repeatedly refined them during this period of time and sealed off many of them, there are still many dangerous places that you cannot touch."
Faced with Chu Tai's refusal, several children were so anxious that they kept waving their hands and feet. One of them even ran back to the baby tower and took out a new bellyband and pants, as well as some simple small toys.
These things all have a faint aura of wishes, embodying the wishes of others. They are obviously burned for these children by people who come and go.
One, two, three...
Chu Tai roughly counted the blessings he felt on these things and found that there were probably more than forty people, and they were all quite pure emotions.
The condensation of these emotions transformed the burned clothes into intangible magical objects. It was somewhat mysterious, without any legal restrictions and without any form. It could be said to be a protective magic.
"Those things are useful, but...wait..."
Chu Tai looked at a child who was trying to sneak in and reached out to grab him.
Taking this opportunity, another child nearby rushed forward and was tied up by a red rope that flew out of Chu Tai's sleeve.
(End of this chapter)