Chapter 149: Soul Calling
The formation is complete, all that's missing is a spiritual object to act as a trigger.
Li Yuan looked back and found that Lao Ao was lying on the barrel with half of his body on his side, his head drooping. He had lost too much blood and essence and had fainted.
He shook his head, kicked the huge body of the black giant turtle away, and picked up the bucket full of turtle blood.
"Do you want to see your river god?"
Li Yuan said lightly.
The giant black turtle suddenly jumped up and stood straight.
The spirit is fully displayed on the head of the turtle.
“I can still put in another bucket!”
Li Yuan curled his lips slightly: "Come on."
He placed the barrel outside the formation and used his immortal power to guide the old turtle's blood and essence to float along the formation pattern.
The black giant turtle is a spirit close to the Linglong River God, and carries her aura.
Moreover, the old turtle is naturally psychic, and its essence and blood also have extraordinary spirituality. It is perfect for nourishing the soul and strengthening the body.
It can even nourish the immortal body and make the immortals feel comfortable.
No wonder those mountain and river gods who took advantage of its misfortune would demand its essence and blood.
The bright red blood flew out of the bucket like a floating red silk.
However, after coming into contact with the exquisite array patterns, it was like encountering a raging fire, burning with a sizzling sound.
It was as if the exquisite formation on the ground disliked the blood of the old turtle.
The array pattern emits a faint light.
Within the formation, the engraved images of all the spirits of heaven and earth seemed to come alive, moving around in the formation, which was quite magical.
The turtle's blood was burned by the array patterns and gradually became scarce.
In the end, a large bucket of old turtle's blood was burned by the array pattern until only a small ball was left!
Under the illumination of the array pattern, that small ball of essence and blood, which was half the size of a fist, looked as transparent as colored glass, with tiny blue and purple stars shining in it.
It was like extracting the pure blood of the ancient giant turtle and discarding all the impurities.
Li Yuan's eyes widened.
"Isn't this a Soul Containment Formation?!"
He had never heard that the Soul Containing Array could automatically refine the array guide!
Zhang Tiansheng closed his eyes and said:
"What a fuss."
"It's just a few minor changes."
Hearing this, Li Yuan widened his eyes and continued to activate the formation.
This exquisite and complex formation seemed extremely mysterious. Under the stimulation of Li Yuan's magical power, the whole formation began to emit a blue light.
The pure blood of the turtle was transformed into a 'medicine guide' that nourished the soul, and was integrated into the body of the Linglong River God through the formation.
Afterwards, the formation emitted bright light, and forcibly absorbed the surrounding evil spirits as energy replenishment.
Li Yuan was a little surprised: "This is the Dark Evil!"
But before he could react, the horrible evil spirits that corroded the bones and invaded the soul turned into extremely pure spiritual energy after circulating in the formation for several cycles.
Li Yuan's eyes almost popped out.
"You have only changed one or two things now!"
Whose basic soul-containing formation can automatically purify the formation elements and transform the evil spirits of the underworld into pure spiritual energy!
"You're surprised by what you've seen. Hurry up and don't miss the opportunity."
Zhang Tiansheng spoke calmly.
Li Yuan took a deep breath and ignored all that.
Since the formation is powerful, the chance of awakening the Linglong River God is much greater.
Endless evil spirits were drawn in at this moment, forming a vortex of thick black fog.
Black frost began to condense in the surrounding space, and the temperature dropped rapidly, becoming so cold that it penetrated into the soul, which was somewhat terrifying.
Worried that the formation could not hold up, Li Yuan called out the Tiangang Haoran Qi in his body.
"Fu, Tian Gang Zheng Yin!"
"upbraid!"
Li Yuan put his fingers together and shouted, and the pale white Tiangang Haoran Qi turned into a misty little dragon, which let out a long roar and rushed into the dark evil spirits.
The pale white dragon-shaped mist suppressed these evil spirits and guided them to circulate in the formation.
Countless evil spirits surged in, and were forcibly transformed into pure spiritual energy by this mysterious formation, which then nourished the body of the Linglong River God.
If you want to summon his soul, you must first heal his body.
Zhang Tiansheng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
He calculated the time briefly.
"She was thinking about the mortal world, but she fell down at the gate of the underworld."
"The merits are gone, but the incense continues."
"On the verge of death, but not yet dead, his soul is imprisoned in the void of the sky, as if falling into the abyss."
"Go and bring her back."
Li Yuan was stunned for a long time.
Looking back, he rolled his eyes:
"Speak in plain terms."
Zhang Tiansheng's breathing stagnated, and he resisted the urge to smash Li Yuan's head, and took a deep breath.
"The spirit leaves the body and enters her immortal body to awaken her spirit."
Li Yuan snapped his fingers:
"I understand now."
He lifted up the immortal body of Linglong River God and made him sit cross-legged.
The body of the Linglong River Immortal is icy cold, having been corroded by the evil spirits of the underworld for years, with blood-colored lines appearing all over his skin.
Like red and swollen capillaries.
Her hair was dry, her face was pale, and her body was very thin.
But the face hidden beneath the hair is so exquisite and perfect, so beautiful that it can shame the moon and flowers, as if it was created by nature.
The Linglong River God was helped up, with his head lowered and his eyes closed.
There was still a trace of determination and perseverance on his pale face.
Endless spiritual energy gathered and continued to flow into the body of Linglong River God.
The spiritual energy enters the body, circulates around the immortal body, and then transforms into immortal power to nourish the whole body.
The emaciated body of Linglong River God was also slowly recovering its vitality.
But it obviously takes a long time.
After Li Yuan straightened it up, he sat cross-legged facing each other, pinched his fingers to cast a spell, and the illusory, translucent soul separated from the immortal body.
The evil spirit of the underworld is strong, and scraping on the soul is like a steel knife cutting flesh.
Li Yuan grimaced in pain and quickly turned into a ray of light, pouring into the Linglong River God's brow.
dark.
lonely.
Endless black fog.
The sky and earth are upside down, and yin and yang cannot be distinguished.
There is a dead silence here, without any sign of life.
After Li Yuan's soul entered, he couldn't help but lose his direction.
No matter where he goes, he will eventually return to where he started.
Without something to guide you, you will always be trapped in this small space, unable to break free!
Wisps of black mist swirled around Li Yuan, trying to wrap him up, but were repelled by the golden light of merit emanating from his soul.
Li Yuan raised his eyes.
The fog was so thick that the sun could not be seen in the sky and the earth had no end.
It seemed that the only thing in this space was the eternal breath of death.
"Linglong River God?"
Li Yuan frowned and called softly.
This is the spiritual world constructed by Linglong River God in the last moment before his will fell into a state of confusion and slumber.
Obviously, before Linglong River God fell, he experienced extreme loneliness and despair, which caused his will to sink into the vast darkness.
Li Yuan took a deep breath.
Try to get out again.
But the next moment, it returned to the original place.
"Linglong River God, wake up quickly!"
Li Yuan pinched his seal and shouted loudly, the sound of Tao shook the four directions and spread to every corner of this illusory spiritual world.
But the fog was thick, the world was silent, and no response was heard.
Li Yuan couldn't help but frown.
The Linglong River God has endured too much erosion from the dark evil, and his will is probably completely lost.
Simply calling his divine name is not enough to wake him up.
Unless one can touch upon the thing that Linglong River God cares about the most...
Only then can it arouse a response from the subconscious mind of the soul.
"I can only do some work."
Li Yuan gritted his teeth.
He used his soul to cast a spell and conjured up a large iron gong.
This is not created out of thin air, but the exquisite technique of transformation can also have an effect that is indistinguishable from the real thing.
Li Yuan held the gong hammer in one hand and raised the iron gong high in the other.
"excuse me."
Li Yuan whispered.
when--!
Dangdang——!
"oops!!"
"Linglong River~ How miserable~~!"
"All the creatures in the river... bang! (beating the gong) are dead!"
Li Yuan spoke in a loud and clear voice, his tone was mournful and gentle, full of sadness.
"That old turtle had a miserable end. His blood was sucked out and his four claws were used as footrests for tables and chairs~~~!"
when--!
The iron gong was struck again, making a deafening sound that echoed in all directions.
"The skin of the ironhead fish was peeled off and the meat was hollowed out~~~——!"
"And the mortals by the river, who were bullied and knelt down to the gods sincerely, were then brought disaster upon themselves~~~!"
when--!
Li Yuan yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice was high and shrill.
It really makes those who hear it cry and those who see it feel sad.
The sky was dark and the earth was hidden, and the space was silent.
But from the depths of the black fog, a faint and crisp sound of chains suddenly rang out.
It was like a sleeping creature that trembled subconsciously.
This tiny movement that broke the silence was like the only twinkling star in the night.
This sound is the guide, enough to break through the vast black fog!
Li Yuan's eyes focused sharply, he immediately identified the direction and stopped his vivid performance.
The big iron gong turned into fairy light and disappeared.
"The soul is confused, and the heavenly power is guiding the way!"
He raised his sword and shouted.
Click——!
A wisp of pale white breath pierced through the mist and forced its way in from outside the world.
"Break it for me!"