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"Old man, why are you so startled?" Xingyue was startled and covered her ears. "How old are you? Why are you still so reckless?"

The master of Penglai Temple was not in the mood to argue with Xingyue at this moment. He stepped forward quickly and said, "Old man, I saw a woman's soul in this!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Tingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes fell on the Mingyue Order.

Although Beiming magic and Penglai magic both originated from Shenzhou Taoism, they are of the same origin, but in fact they are completely different in use.

Penglai magic can see "life", while Beiming magic sees "death".

Life and death are black and white, which are completely opposite.

Therefore, the master of Penglai Temple can see the soul of the female Shen Mingshu in this Mingyue Order, but he can't see it.

"It seems that there is really a breath of soul." Xingyue scratched his head, "But I still can't tell whose soul it is."

"Shh, I looked carefully again, this official uniform is the prime minister's uniform during the Ning Dynasty!" The master of Penglai Temple only felt dizzy,

Xingyue blurted out: "Then the soul of Prime Minister Shen lives in this jade?!"

"Master, you have good eyesight." Ye Wanlan looked calm, smiled and raised his eyebrows, "I only saw that there seemed to be a soul in it, but I don't know whose it is, so I thought of bringing it here."

"It's incredible!" The master of Penglai Temple pulled his beard and couldn't help but take a breath, "I didn't expect that Prime Minister Shen's soul could be preserved so completely."

Souls are of course real, but this name was given by magicians.

From a scientific point of view, people still do not completely disappear after death, but the particles that make up people 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 does not actually refer to a soul constantly reincarnating.

Because once the soul dissipates, it will merge with the heaven and earth. Even if the new soul is born from the heaven and earth, it has nothing in common with the old soul.

This is the real reincarnation.

Energy will not disappear or appear out of thin air, but will continue to circulate.

The master of Penglai Temple said slowly: "After a person dies, the soul can still stay in the world for a while, but only for seven days at most."

This is also the origin of the so-called "first seven days".

Psychics will also conduct spiritual communication within these seven days to ask about the deceased's past.

But if it exceeds seven days, the spiritual communication ceremony can continue, but the spiritualist must use enough spiritual power to retain the soul of the deceased when conducting spiritual communication.

"I know this." Ye Wanlan nodded, "After seven days, the soul will gradually dissipate and return to chaos."

"That's right." The beard of the master of Penglai Temple was shaking, "So someone can keep the soul of Prime Minister Shen in the Mingyue Order. This person is not only far-sighted, but also has a very high level of cultivation!"

Yan Tingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly searched for someone who matched his name in his mind.

In the end, he stopped at a name, the Emperor Master of Da Ning, Han Yunsheng.

"But keeping the soul for a long time is still against the way of heaven." The master of Penglai Temple sighed repeatedly, "I'm afraid this person has paid a huge price!"

Ye Wanlan's eyelashes drooped, and the fingers hanging by his side tightened little by little.

For the future of Shenzhou, Han Yunsheng paid too much.

Her feeling of uneasiness was not wrong. Her teacher, the Emperor Master Han Yunsheng, might not be able to come back.

What made Ye Wanlan feel so depressed that she couldn't breathe was that in this world, even if she walked back along the way she had, she couldn't find any trace of Han Yunsheng.

Bone broken into sand, soul shattered.

"It's all thanks to Alan for bringing back the Mingyue Order." After hearing this, Xingyue was still frightened, "If it was really taken away by the people of the Southern Ming Principality, and their strange people discovered Shen Xiang's soul, the consequences would be disastrous."

'That's right. "The master of Penglai Temple touched his beard, "But I think Shen Xiang's soul is very weak and exhausted. It must be nourished as soon as possible, otherwise once the power disappears completely, Shen Xiang's soul will no longer exist. "

Ye Wanlan clasped his fists: "Thank you, Master."

"Alas, what you said, how can this be considered as thank you?" The master of Penglai Temple waved his hand, "I am a Shenzhou person, of course I have to do my best for Shenzhou."

"Old man, how long will it take to nourish Shen Xiang's soul before it can be completely restored? "Xingyue was a little curious, "Do you need me to prepare some magic tools?"

"Yes, very much." The master of Penglai Temple sighed again, "In fact, if there is a summoning flag, it won't be so troublesome. The summoning flag also summons the power of heaven and earth, and the soul also comes from here, so the summoning flag can instantly make the soul full again.

"Since Dinghaizhu has appeared in the world, then the summoning flag and the diamond cover will surely appear sooner or later." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "Because,

I always believe in the group of people three hundred years ago."

Hearing this, Yan Tingfeng's eyelashes moved slightly,

"Young friend Ye is right." The master of Penglai Temple looked a little serious, "I'd better set up a formation first to ensure that Shen Xiang's soul can be restored to the greatest extent.

*Lin Penglai Temple is located under Penglai Mountain, and there are many pilgrims who come here to burn incense and offer sacrifices every day.

The bustle in front of the temple contrasts sharply with the desolation in the mountain. It is hard to imagine that this mountain shrouded in mist is the Penglai Mountain that was once like a fairyland.

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 activated the mountain protection formation three hundred years ago, but since it was activated, it means there is a certain reason."

Yan Tingfeng smiled and nodded: "Xiao Wan is going to reinforce this formation?"

"Yes." Ye Wanlan said, "But before that, we need to go into the mountain to explore. I think there must be something important left behind."

What exactly did the Penglai Saint Yue Zheng leave behind? In fact, even Yan Tingfeng didn't know.

Because when Yue Zheng and Xing Yun held back the invading army, he and Rong Shi were also preparing the formation non-stop.

Yan Tingfeng exhaled gently, watching Ye Wanlan enter the weakest part of the formation, he raised his foot and followed closely.

"Swish--"

The mist dissipated in an instant, and it was suddenly clear.

It was not as desolate as the outside world saw, nor was it black and gray.

Birds chirped, flowers bloomed, lush green, small bridges and flowing water, a paradise on earth.

Ye Wanlan smiled slightly.

The flowers are the same year after year, and the scenery and objects here are not much different from three hundred years ago.

Once you step into this place, you will know what the Penglai fairyland described in the book looks like.

"So that's it." Ye Wanlan said, "The mountain protection formation not only prevents outsiders from coming in, but also creates an illusion to confuse outsiders' senses."

Yan Tingfeng hummed: "I guess it's the same for Beiming Mountain."

The two continued to move forward.

This is the bottom of Penglai Mountain, and the top of the mountain is where Penglai disciples practice daily.

The fairy mist is lingering and the water vapor is filled.

A faint voice fell at this time, with a sense of melancholy.

"Your Highness, you are here after all--"