The Secret History of Mars

"Yes, people who meditate and enter concentration have peaceful breaths and inner joy. The energy field around the person who meditates is the source of nourishment for tranquility. Although my meditation skills are not deep, I can still distinguish it." Ye Qinghe recalled. At that time, in the cave where Wu Zhiqi practiced under the Qi Yanji Sun Palace, there was such a cold and desperate atmosphere that Ye Qinghe Duan would not have been willing to get close if it was not for the purpose of visiting Wen Yuze.

All the officials in Qiyan Ji only regarded it as a forbidden area. It was not because the official force was not allowed to enter, nor because Wuzhiqi's appearance was not pleasing to the eye, but because the aura of the cave was quite sinister. uncomfortable.

"You just said that he was sacrificing his three souls..." What Ye Qinghe had just shouted out of desperation to recall Tao Yao was hard to ignore.

"Yes, at first, I just found that after Wuzhi Qi entered meditation, the aura in the cave made me very uncomfortable." Ye Qinghe just avoided this discomfort at first, and after visiting Wen Yuze, he would leave as soon as possible .

"I originally thought that the techniques practiced by the deity were too high-end and unbearable. But that day, when Wuzhiqi vomited blood and fell unconscious on the meditation platform, I realized that he was not meditating. !" Ye Qinghe still remembers that day, when she finished processing the memorial sent by the Master of the Twelve Yao Platforms in Qiyan, as usual, she walked along the ladder of Yonghui Sun Palace and went down to the entrance of Wuzhiqi's cave, when she heard from inside A terrifying scream.

If Ye Qinghe hadn't seen the world and was worried about Wen Yuze's physical safety, most people would be frightened by the scream and run away.

After Ye Qinghe entered the cave, he discovered that the screams came from Wuzhiqi. The white hair on his face had been dyed red by the blood spurting from his mouth. His blood-red eyes stared at Ye Qinghe like a blood-sucking beast. The image is extremely terrifying.

"Wuzhiqi, what's wrong with you?" Ye Qinghe kept a vigilant distance and asked Wuzhiqi, who looked like he was possessed.

At this moment, Wuzhiqi couldn't care less about answering Ye Qinghe's question. He rushed like crazy to a small table next to the meditation table. The small table designed an exquisite shadow box drawer.

Wuzhi Qi used the strength to almost split the small table into pieces, opened the dark box, took out a Guanyin bottle with a stopper, opened the stopper, and drank the liquid inside.

Then, he turned around unsteadily and said to Ye Qinghe who was sitting under the meditation platform, "Don't mention this to anyone, otherwise I won't let you go!"

Before Ye Qinghe could respond, he fell straight onto the meditation platform and fainted.

After a while, Ye Qinghe carefully checked closely and found that Wuzhiqi had fallen asleep and was unconscious.

She tried her best to make Wuzhiqi lie down and secretly checked her pulse.

It didn't matter if he took the pulse, it almost stopped Ye Qinghe's own pulse.

The Wuzhiqi pulse is strong, like a ball, and resembles the Happy pulse. It is the kind of pregnant woman who is full of pregnancy and is about to give birth, with a clear Happy pulse!

Ye Qinghe was immediately confused. No matter how Wuzhiqi looked at it, she didn't look like a pregnant woman who was about to give birth, but why were there two people inside him? !

Seemingly unconscious, Wuzhi Qi showed no sign of waking up for a while.

Ye Qinghe told the high priest a few words about Qi Yan Ji, guarded Wuzhi Qi in the cave, and monitored his pulse from time to time, just in case.

Wuzhiqi woke up at noon the next day after fainting.

"God, you finally woke up, how do you feel?" Ye Qinghe immediately grabbed Wuzhiqi's hand to feel his pulse.

Wuzhiqi shook Ye Qinghe away like an electric shock, "Don't touch me!"

However, in the past two days, Ye Qinghe had already become familiar with Wuzhiqi's pulse. The brief contact just now was enough for her to realize that Wuzhiqi's happy pulse had disappeared!

Looking at the furious Wuzhi Qi, Ye Qinghe had no intention of retreating.

"Master, what is in this Guanyin bottle?" Ye Qinghe took out the empty bottle, and the liquid in it had long been drank by Wuzhi Qi when he went crazy.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Wuzhiqi was indifferent, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"You drank it all, do you need me to help you refill it?" Ye Qinghe continued to ask without being angry.

Unexpectedly, this question really touched Wuzhiqi's heart. This was the only holy water left in the bottle. He really needed Ye Qinghe's rights in the Qiyan Ji to help him refill it.

"Does Yu Ze know that you are like this?" Seeing that Wuzhiqi had been shaken, Ye Qinghe started to play the emotional card.

Over the past thousand years, it was indeed Xiao Ji who had helped to clean the water in the bottle. But now, this stupid apprentice sacrificed his soul to the Sun God. He actually forgot about it, and almost missed the big event this time.

"That Guanyin bottle?" Wen Yuze listened to Ye Qinghe's words and recalled, "Master just handed me the empty bottle every time and asked me to go to the address designated by him as soon as possible to help him fill it up. I also I thought it was some kind of drink that would help him practice."

"Yes, it's that bottle. He didn't tell you that it contained holy water that could bond and heal his three souls!" Ye Qinghe nodded.

"Holy water that binds and heals three souls?!" It seems that there are many secrets in Yonghui Sun Palace that Wen Yuze doesn't know!

"And the address he gave you is a spring covered with grass! It seems that Wuzhiqi can't step into that land. Only the king of the world can come and go at will!" Ye Qinghe later studied the place carefully and talked with him. The grass juice used by Xingluo of the Endless Wing ship to bind souls has similar ingredients, but is extremely concentrated.

If Xing Luo could know the existence of this spring, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had to soak in the grass juice all day long.

"So, the master's happy pulse that you found out is..." Wen Yuze tried to connect the previous and later information.

"Yes, it's just a sign that his three souls split apart after the sacrifice and coexisted in that body!" Ye Qinghe nodded.

"Qinghe, is it painful to sacrifice three souls to the pagoda?" Listening to Ye Qinghe describe the past when Wuzhiqi passed out due to the tearing of three souls, plus Tao Zhiyaoyao just heard that Wuzhiqi In order to find him, Wen Yuze felt that this was not a comfortable ceremony.

When I sacrificed my soul to get the three wishes, I actually didn't feel any pain. Although it looked like the sharp blade was deepening and picking away the bones layer by layer, it was actually the instinctive spasm of my body after losing its soul.

Therefore, it is difficult for Wen Yuze to empathize with Wuzhiqi's sacrifice.

"Pain is already a very compassionate description!" Ye Qinghe's eyes dimmed. That day, Wuzhiqi told Ye Qinghe that he was sacrificing three souls to the pagoda in order to refill the grass juice.

This bit of information was enough for Ye Qinghe to find out all the details.