Nine Heavens

Chapter 680: Introducing Souls to Cross the Bridge

Not long after, the Qinghuayuan became quiet again, while the man in black robe and the Palace Master Qinghua below felt uncomfortable, because even if Miaoyan worshiped and went through all the seven lamps calling back souls successfully, only Three years of longevity.

The Seven Lantern Calling Soul, this method of changing one's life against the sky, can only be used once by a person, success or failure depends only on this.

Apart from the regret and helplessness that Miaoyan only won three years of life, Ni Batian's words really surprised the Lord Qinghua, it turns out that the person in the black robe is really Senior Brother Liu.

In fact, from his voice and his tall and straight figure, I should have been sure, but I really couldn't believe that the other party would come to me and Miao Yan.

What he asked himself? Palace Master Qinghua thought of the conversation between the two in the ghost boat, her face couldn't help but flushed, and her ears instantly became red.

However, Palace Master Qinghua calmed down in an instant. This moment is not the time to be excited, because he feels that Senior Brother Liu must be in extreme pain at the moment. Under the golden phoenix mask, a pair of clear eyes are looking at Miaoyan with incomparable tenderness. Consecration, in his mouth, choked up and said: "Yan'er!"

And Miaoyan worshiped that at this moment, the Yangyuan Yuanshen has been reset, and the consciousness has been restored. Although he is still unable to speak, he already knows that the man in the black robe is the husband he has been thinking about day and night, Liu Qianlang, with big eyes and tears Su, seeing Liu Qianlang is very uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, the summoning of the soul by the Seven Lanterns has not yet been completed, Liu Qianlang forced himself to suppress the painful mood, and calmly defended the hard-won last three years of life for Miaoyan.

Next, both Liu Qianlang and Palace Master Qinghua were more cautious and careful, and passed through another 27 days smoothly. On the last day, as long as Miao Yan's souls and souls are compatible, her heart is opened, all thoughts are persistent, she is not tempted by the ghostly flower god's strange flower fragrance, and she successfully crosses the Nether River that divides Yin and Yang in seventy-seven forty-nine, then this seven-seven-forty-nine Even if the lamp calls back the soul, you're done.

After forty-eight days of hard work, Liu Qianlang and Palace Master Qinghua finally ushered in the last late night of seventy-seven forty-nine days.

This is also a gray and strange world everywhere in Qinghuayuan. The unique love flowers in Qinghuayuan are all hidden with a faint purple color. Liu Qianlang couldn't see Palace Master Qinghua, and Palace Master Qinghua couldn't see Liu Qianlang either.

But in the gray sky, the two of them could clearly see everything in the Qideng Summoning Formation.

Now in the seven-star summoning formation, in the infinite gray space, there is a strange small river, running north-south, called the Yin-Yang Youming River. There is an arch bridge on the small river, and a pair of two kinds of flowers are blooming on both sides of the river bank. This bridge is Yin-Yang. The bridge is one of the twenty-four bridges separating yin and yang.

The seven soul-calling lamps are floating on both sides of the small river arch bridge, and they are shining with mysterious and dancing flames. Except for the Shouyuan lamp, which is the seat of Tianji, the other six lamps are extremely bright and bright, but the Shouyuan lamp is dim. a lot of.

Inside the small river, there is no way to see what the water looks like, because the small river is filled with gray fog, and it is impossible to see the world at the bottom of the fog.

In the gray mist, the curved arch bridge is also a gray color, but slightly thicker than the gray mist. If you don't look for it very carefully, you won't see its existence at all.

The flowers blooming on both sides of the river bank, and the flowers on the west bank of the arch bridge river bank are extremely colorful, with an incomparably attractive halo in the colorful and peaceful atmosphere. Xiang, these flowers are called the flower of Yinjie, or Yinjie Youhua for short. The flowers on the east bank are simple and simple, but they are clear and pleasant, and they are the flowers of the Yang Realm, called the Bright Flowers of the Yang Realm.

Now there is a beautiful girl in a red neon dress, and at this moment she is on the west bank of the Yin-Yang Nether River, in the world of the underworld.

She came suddenly from the depths of the endless gray world to the banks of the Nether River.

She opened a pair of big and clear eyes, and looked curiously at the small river in front of her, especially the flowers on both sides of the small river. When she saw it, her eyes flashed with information.

The beautiful butterfly flew past her eyes and quickly attracted her attention, "Hee hee!" She couldn't help chasing the butterfly, running among the flowers of Youhuaer in Yinjie on the west side.

"Yan'er!"

"Sister Miaoyan!"

When she was running, she suddenly heard a familiar voice calling to herself from the other side of the Nether River.

"Leading the waves!" When she heard the man's voice, she suddenly became very excited. She stared at the other side of the Youming River with wide eyes, and then involuntarily ran towards the side of the Youming River.

The Nether River doesn't look wide, her feet trembled, and she wanted to fly over, but to her surprise, she lost all her mana, but she couldn't cross the river that was only a few feet wide.

Anxiety flickered in her eyes, and the two voices kept echoing in her ears, it was Qianlang, it was her beloved Qianlang calling for herself, and the sister of Palace Master Qinghua.

Anxiously, she scrutinized her surroundings and the surface of the Nether River, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and found that there was actually a small bridge in the mist on the Nether River. The bridge was very delicate and arched, leading directly to the opposite bank.

"Oh!" Miao Yan cheered, ran all the way, and stepped onto the small bridge.

However, as soon as she stepped onto the small bridge, a gust of cold wind blew from the opposite side, and she couldn't help shivering, but when she heard the cry of her beloved, she gritted her teeth and stood upright, one step, two steps. Twenty-four steps!

Miaoyan's ears rang in the face of a bigger gust of icy cold wind, and the two voices calling for her suddenly disappeared.

"Huh!" This is my own hallucination. At this time, Miaoyan stood at the almost highest point of the Youming Bridge, leaned over to look at the Youming River, and found that the Youming River was obedient, and what flowed inside was not river water, but half white and half black shadows.

With the commanding heights of the Nether River as the boundary, the eastern half of the Nether River is a white shadow, and the western half is a black shadow.

"Hehe! What kind of river is this? It's so strange!" Miao Yan looked at the bottomless Nether River and said to herself with a smile. Then he looked towards the east bank of the Nether River, and found that the river bank was full of simple and fresh countless Yangjieming flowers. He couldn't help cheering, and wanted to run across the Nether River against the cold wind to pick those fresh flowers.

However, at this moment, bursts of refreshing floral fragrance hit, this kind of floral fragrance is heart-shattering and full of endless temptation. Looking for the fragrance of flowers, Miaoyan looked back and saw the gentle hillside on the west bank of the Youming River, full of attractive flowers of various colors, beautiful butterflies, either flying lightly, or licking the pollen of the beautiful flowers, that The seductive fragrance comes from those seductive flowers.

Miaoyan looked at the river banks on both sides for a while, then tilted her head to listen carefully to the two voices before, but there was only the whistling cold wind in her ears, and she couldn't hear it anymore.

Standing in the middle of the Yin Yang Nether River, Miao Yan hesitated for a while, her big eyes flickering, obviously thinking.

"Well, Qianlang is a person who likes beautiful scenery very much. I still remember that there is a natural garden outside the window in my Longyun Mountain cave palace, in my bedroom. Qianlang likes it very much. The cold wind on the other side is biting, And the warmth behind him is like spring, with flowers and colorful butterflies, Qianlang must like the world behind him, why would he stay in a place where the cold wind is biting the bone?" Miao Yan thought to herself, thinking that she must have heard wrong, Qianlang The voice of Sister Yingfang must be behind her, but because of the wind, it seems to be on the opposite side.

Thinking of this, Miao Yan quickly turned back to the original road, and after a while stood in the warm and beautiful world of yin and yang, secluded flowers, breathing in the fragrance, while opening her big eyes, looking at everything in front of her happily , and at the same time occasionally looking out at the endless gray world, she is looking for her beloved sister Qianlang and Yingfang.

But for a long time, she didn't see the two of them, so she put her hands together, bent her mouth, and kept shouting: "Lead the waves! Lead the waves! Sister Yingfang! Sister Yingfang"

Outside the Qideng Summoning Soul Formation, Liu Qianlang saw that Miao Yan had already stepped on the Yin-Yang Netherworld Bridge and turned back to go back. She couldn't help being anxious. The easiest step for the Seven Lantern Summoning Soul Magic Lamp is the last step to attract souls. To cross the bridge, as long as the people who set up the formation call out their mundane names to lead them to cross the Nether Bridge, they will be considered a victory, but this is also the most critical step. If this step fails, all previous efforts will be in vain.

However, whether this step is successful or not depends not on the people who set up the formation, but on the obsession of those who respond to the mortal world. To put it simply, only those who respond to the battle have a strong concern for the yang world and a rock-solid heart to return to the yang can succeed.

In the darkness, Liu Qianlang calculated with his fingers that the time for leading the soul to cross the bridge was only one hour, and once the hour passed, there would be no more chances.

And now there is less than a quarter of an hour left, if this continues, it will definitely end in failure. Even Miao Yan's hard-won three-year life expectancy will be out of the question.

And Fang Tianyingfang, the lord of Qinghua Palace not far away in the darkness, watched Miaoyan wandering around on the other side of the Yinyang Nether River, and she was also extremely anxious, clenched her hands tightly, her silver teeth bit her lips in anxiety.

In anxiety, Palace Master Qinghua suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and then felt that a person appeared beside her in the darkness, but in the dark world, she couldn't see the other person face to face.

"Yingfang! Remember! I kept calling my senior brother, Liu Qianlang, by my name for a while! The situation was critical, so I had to go out of my body to save him personally. If I can't come back, don't tell Yan'er about it and let her Happy three years!"

After Liu Qianlang finished speaking, a golden light in the darkness shot at Fang Tianyingfang's side and shot at the Seven Lantern Evocation Formation, and immediately saw the figure of senior brother Liu Qianlang appearing in front of Miaoyan.

"Hehe! Qianlang! You're really here, I'm not dreaming!" Miao Yan suddenly saw Liu Qianlang appearing in front of her, full of surprises, she immediately cheered and threw herself into Liu Qianlang's arms.

But Liu Qianlang didn't say anything, picked up Miaoyan and ran to the Yinyang Youming River.

All of a sudden, a gust of sinister wind blew up inside the Qideng Summoning Formation, and countless ghosts and strange beasts jumped out of the Yinyang Head Youming Hanoi, and rushed towards Liu Qianlang and Miaoyan with roars and divine howls. He gnawed on Liu Qianlang's body frantically, seeing that piece of flesh was removed from Liu Qianlang's body, it was horrible.

But Liu Qianlang didn't care about these at all, tightly hugged Miaoyan in his arms, and shot towards the other side of the Yin Yang Nether River like crazy. Hurricane vortexes with infinite power on the opposite bank, mixed with sharp and cold stones, pierced Liu Qianlang's body non-stop.

In a blink of an eye, Liu Qianlang's pitch-black Taoist robe was completely torn, his golden mask with a phoenix head was blown away by the hurricane, his white hair danced wildly with the wind, and his face was cold and vicissitudes.

"Senior Brother Liu! Senior Brother Liu" Seeing Liu Qianlang whose body was being devoured by the monsters of the Nether River in front of him, Palace Master Qinghua couldn't help the pain, and mournfully hugged Liu Qianlang who was motionless by his side and shouted, Weeping.