coobybook Chapter 627 The Nascent Soul is a physical entity that can be touched.
Chapter 627 The Nascent Soul is a physical entity that can be touched.
Lord Wolf has a very accurate understanding of himself.
That's certainly a very pointed question.
"Lord Wolf..." Shang Ling gently waved her hand, signaling Wu Jin, who had an unfriendly expression, to step back, and asked in confusion:
"Haven't you ever been beaten for not being able to speak properly?"
"No." Xue Lan chuckled, then turned to Sui Xin Qiu Yinzhen, who was sitting behind her, and said:
"Put that thing down. That's the Golden Crow; you can't defeat it right now."
Sui Xin and Lord Qiu obediently put away their hammers and broadswords.
Lord Wolf straightened up on the small stool and replied to Shang Ling very seriously:
"If we absolutely have to find someone like that... would a demon god count?"
Shang Ling glanced at the Soul-Binding Lamp hanging above her head:
"If it's a demon god, then it's not just about wanting to hit you."
Xue Lan nodded in agreement, then spoke hesitantly:
"It's okay, I just like the way he can't stand me but can't do anything about it."
"If he wants me to become a demon, I will kill myself; if he wants my soul to be scattered, I will live well."
“From the moment I was born, I was destined to make him uncomfortable.”
Xue Lan spoke with an arrogant tone, her eyes and brows revealing a confident and composed smile.
The remnant soul, long dead, stirred slightly, and Shang Ling murmured:
"Youthful arrogance."
Xue Lan was about to say that she was over three thousand years old, so how could she use that term?
But on second thought, Shang Ling's words didn't seem wrong.
She is the Fusang Demon Lord who has lived through countless ages, survived the cataclysm ten thousand years ago, and finally transcended life and death.
In her eyes, Xue Lan was nothing more than a young, arrogant, and rude wolf cub.
The sea breeze was slightly cool. Shang Ling looked down at Xue Lan, lost in thought.
A moment later, the woman gently raised her hand towards Xue Lan, her tone light and cheerful:
"I changed my mind."
Xue Lan's eyes cleared up in an instant:
"What idea have you changed?"
Shang Ling beckoned to Xue Lan:
"If you want me to answer your questions, let me touch your body first."
The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and Xue Lan's calm expression cracked.
Lord Wolf's usually sharp tongue seemed to freeze for a moment; he hesitated, then stopped several times before finally managing a feeble attempt to evade the question:
"Senior, you don't know, Xue Lan has only ever existed as a soul, so... she probably won't be easy to touch."
Xue Tong nodded in agreement.
"Yes, yes, she's now a human being with a wolf's soul inside, you can't touch her."
"That's it!"
Shang Ling looked at Xue Lan and spoke, deliberately drawing out the last syllable.
Xue Lan knew it was all over.
As expected, Shang Ling looked at Xue Tong next:
"The nascent soul forms from the shattered core, and the nascent soul follows the soul. I think she has formed her nascent soul!"
The moment the woman finished speaking, a beam of emerald light shot out from between her fingers and pierced directly through Xue Lan's brow.
"Photography!"
After a curt tone, Shang Ling held up the little white wolf in her hand to Xue Tong:
"As everyone in the Yuanming Realm knows, the Nascent Soul is a physical entity that can be touched."
"She lied to you before, remember to scold her."
Xue Tong was still immersed in the sudden change that had just occurred and had not yet recovered.
The girl stared intently at the little white wolf in Shang Ling's hand.
In the blink of an eye, Xue Lan's nascent soul was seized by the Fusang demon lord opposite him.
Little Tong didn't know what to say, so she started scolding Xue Lan:
"I think you're a bit weak."
The little white wolf that Shang Ling had been covering its head with its paws looked up in protest upon hearing this:
"Are your eyes acting up today? This is Fusang! This is Fusang, which is on par with Tongtian Qingliu."
Xue Tong: You only remembered she was the Demon Lord now?
"I'm not stupid... Senior, could you please stop pulling my ear?"
"It will be asymmetrical."
Shang Ling, who was pulling Xue Lan's ear, awkwardly released the little white wolf's ear and cradled her head with her fingertips.
"As you said before, Shang Xun is indeed dying soon."
The conversation with Lord Fusang started so quickly that Xiaotong, who was about to say another few words to Xue Lan, had to swallow her words.
Business is important; Xue Lan has time to rant whenever she wants.
"You all must have seen the tide that the fish corpse turned into when you came here, right?"
"I've seen it."
The Wolf King, having given up struggling in Shang Ling's arms, murmured:
"I initially thought it was the work of demons in the East Sea, but now that I think about it, it's rather strange that so many aquatic creatures have died without any news from either the upper or lower realms."
"That's what makes it strange." Shang Ling reached out and stroked Xue Lan's hair.
"They've been dead for ten thousand years."
"Ten thousand years?"
Qiu Yinzhen asked with some doubt:
"But I see their corpses..."
Do you really think that Fusang stayed in the East China Sea voluntarily?
Shang Ling coldly interrupted Qiu Yinzhen:
“There’s something under my feet, and it’s not just me.”
"Back then, all the aquatic creatures of the East Sea and I decided to die together for it."
Shang Ling spoke these words in a completely emotionless tone, as if she were discussing the weather.
But it sent a chill down the spines of those around them.
Shang Ling stroked the little white wolf in her arms listlessly, her voice hoarse:
"The catastrophe that happened ten thousand years ago... was not as simple as people think about it today."
"Time is up."
"What time is it?" Xue Tong couldn't help but ask.
"The time of reincarnation." Shang Ling smiled gently at the girl, then made a shushing gesture:
"Listen carefully."
Everyone held their breath instantly. The surrounding sea was completely silent, with only the faint sound of the sea breeze in their ears.
What to listen to?
Everyone was filled with doubt.
"Boom!"
Like a blow to the heart, Xue Tong suddenly heard a muffled drumbeat behind him.
She instinctively turned her head to look at the sea behind her.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"dong dong dong dong..."
The scattered drumbeats merged into a rapid chorus, and the previously dark sea behind them suddenly lit up with golden light. Shang Ling and Shang Xun, dressed in indigo robes, appeared in mid-air. The two silently watched the huge whirlpool above the sea.
Behind them stood an old woman with an air of otherworldly wisdom.
He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and held a constantly spinning ritual implement in his hand.
"There's been a problem with Kui Sheng Ge."
Shang Xun spoke coldly:
"The earth veins are too severely damaged, and Zhu Qing is prepared to stabilize them with his own efforts."
"They can't help with this vortex."
Don't worry too much.
Shang Xun raised his hand and patted Shang Xun's shoulder:
"How about we fill this whirlpool, just like Zhu Qing did?"
"We are both born of the same spiritual essence of heaven and earth, so we are no less than each other."
"no!"
Shangxun cleanly and decisively rejected Shangling's suggestion:
"This is a place of spatial and temporal distortion in the Yuanming Realm, an abyss of death energy. It cannot be suppressed by living beings."
"Not something a living being can suppress?" Shang Ling repeated Shang Xun's words, then looked at her own true form:
"That's not without a solution."
Shang Ling looked at the old woman holding the law enforcement device:
"Fellow Daoist Qian, what do you think?"
"If it really comes to that," the old woman walked over, holding a ritual implement, her face kind and gentle, her eyes resolute.
"There is no other way, I will risk my life for Fellow Daoist Shang Ling."
The moment she finished speaking, Xue Tong pointed to the magical artifact in her hand:
"Is this thing... called—the Celestial Mechanism?"
"Yes."
Shang Ling also looked at the magical artifact in the old woman's hand and spoke:
"This is the previous head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, known as the Qian Dao Lord who can calculate everything under heaven."
In ancient times, human cultivators generally preferred single-character Daoist titles, which signified merging with heaven and earth and focusing their minds on comprehending the Dharma.
Xue Lan nestled in Shang Ling's arms, feeling the deep sorrow slowly emanating from Lord Fusang, and kindly stopped struggling.
Go ahead and touch me; it's not like I'm losing out by being touched a couple of times.
"Lord Qian Dao." Xue Lan softly uttered these three words:
"Is she Quan Heng's master?"
Shang Ling gently tapped Xue Lan's fluffy head:
"Lord Wolf Lord asked knowingly."
Xue Lan began to struggle again:
"How can this be considered asking a question you already know the answer to? I'm just confirming it."
The inner demon nodded in agreement with this statement:
"Our Lord Wolf is very suspicious."
"It is known to both the upper and lower realms."
“I’m afraid not…” Shang Ling slowly shook her head, her beautiful eyes filled with a gentle smile.
"Why not?" the inner demon asked curiously.
Who knew that the Japanese Lord, who had just been teasing the inner demon with great interest, suddenly changed his expression and then spoke in a smug tone:
"The secret cannot be leaked."
The inner demon's tail bristled instantly:
"Sir, do you know that this is immoral?"
Shang Ling casually stroked the little white wolf in her hand, then looked at the big black wolf who was furious and wanted to bite her:
"Wolf, the tree allows you to bite up."
The inner demon sharpened its wolf fangs, eager to try, eager to try again, but ultimately gave up in frustration.
The big black wolf raised its paws and covered its head, mimicking Xue Lan's actions.
"If it doesn't bite, it will be almost rotten even after it has been dead for ten thousand years."
Xue Lan stretched out a paw from Shang Ling's arms:
"Yay, Lord Fusang won!"
The inner demon: "The killing intent will not disappear, it will only shift."
Shang Ling couldn't help but chuckle as she watched Xue Lan's actions, then looked at Xue Tong, who was holding the Soul Guide.
When their eyes met, Xue Tong felt that she had discovered a secret.
The girl's eyes darted around Shang Ling and the other two, and finally she smiled and nodded knowingly.
Trees in the Yuan and Ming dynasties like to be fuzzy.
Regardless of whether it's a good white wolf or not, Miss Xiaotong, take a look at Xue Lan.
It was still the evil black wolf. Xue Tong looked at the inner demon behind him, which resembled a small mountain.
"What are you looking at?"
Seeing Xue Tong looking over, the inner demon spoke viciously.
Xue Tong: A relatively easy-to-break evil black wolf.
For once, Xiaotong was in a good mood and didn't scold her inner demons, but turned her head away with a gentle smile.
The inner demon shrank back and tapped Xue Lan:
"What's wrong with her? I'm a little scared."
Xue Lan: "I don't know, I'm doing something important, don't bother me."
The inner demon looked at Xue Lan, who had obediently placed her head under Shang Ling's hand:
"What serious business?"
"That's called having no integrity!"
"What does it mean to have integrity?" Xue Lan asked lazily.
"Go and fight the Golden Crow. If you can beat it, I'll listen to you."
"Go! Go! Go!"
The inner demons have subsided.
Xue Lan flicked her tail, her tone full of smugness:
"It's understandable to be a little tougher on the demons. But on our own people..."
"Do whatever makes you comfortable! That's a kind of wisdom too."
Xue Tong, who had long witnessed Xue Lan kneeling before her elders, twitched at the corner of her mouth.
These are truly the heartfelt words of Lord Wolf.
There was no skill involved, it was all about emotion.
After teasing the Wolf King's inner demons, Shang Ling was satisfied, and her tone became much lighter.
"Before the Demon Clan invaded, the Yuanming Realm was a unified whole. On the vast East Sea, there were not only the Golden Crow who controlled the sun, but also the Moon Toad who was in charge of the rising and setting of the moon."
The woman's voice was gentle and clear as she told an ancient story.
"The Moon Toad travels through the night and dwells in the Moon-Falling Well deep in the East Sea. He is a shy and gentle young man. Every day at sunset, he carries the moon out of the well and travels from east to west, wandering between heaven and earth."
"At that time, the demon race invaded, and the Moon Toad, as the most Yin spirit, was the first to be tainted by demonic energy. In order to prevent his own demonic energy from entering the depths of the Yuanming Realm with the moon, he risked tens of thousands of years of cultivation to seal all the demonic energy into his body, and fell into the Moon Well. He took the rise and fall of the tides as his way and established a ten-thousand-year pact with the aquatic creatures of the East Sea..."
Shang Ling paused slightly, as if considering how to begin.
After a long silence, the woman finally spoke with a sigh:
"With my spirit, I bestow blessings upon all living beings."
"The tide never ceases to ebb, and the Yuan and Ming dynasties never perish."
"When the cycle of reincarnation is reconstructed, he grants all living beings in the East Sea a next life."
Xue Lan nodded gently:
"it is as expected."
The little white wolf looked up at the enormous whirlpool above the illusory sea.
"Is this the original Moonfall Well?"
"Yes."
"Under the guidance of the Moon Toad, the East Sea cycles every month, and the departed spirits are reborn to fight against the demons in the Fallen Moon Well. This has remained unchanged for ten thousand years."
“Yes…” Xue Lan said softly, her icy blue Nascent Soul eyes quietly looking at Shang Ling.
"In the end, something went wrong."
Shang Ling nodded slightly:
"As expected of Lord Wolf King."
"The demon race launched a massive invasion of the Yuanming Realm, infecting countless living beings and disrupting the order of Yin and Yang, while also breaking the spacetime balance of the Yuanming Realm."
Shang Ling's voice carried a hint of pain.
"Three hundred years after the Moon Toad sacrificed itself to create the well, spacetime beneath the East Sea shattered. The Moonfall Well was divided into two parts, upper and lower. The imprisoned demons within continued to fight against the cracks..."
"Uda was injured and fell into a coma while fighting the monster."
"Shang Xun and I had no choice but to join forces with Qian Daojun of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion and use ourselves to refill the seal."
"But I am the older sister after all."
"He also has a good relationship with Yuechan."
Shang Ling's lips curled slightly upwards, and her eyes curved into crescents:
“I sought help from Fellow Daoist Qian. While suppressing the Void Vortex by exhausting all my life force, I contacted the Moon Toad and turned the secrets of heaven into a net, trapping half of Shang Xun’s life force.”
"Since then, the hibiscus tree has been located at the intersection of yin and yang, and has been half-dead."
"But now... the half of life that my sister desperately saved for him is about to be squandered."
Xue Lan recalled the divination banner with "Shang Banxian" written on it and couldn't help but nod slightly:
"I see."
She already knew what happened afterward and didn't intend to ask any more questions.
The little white wolf glanced at Shang Ling, who was holding him, then at the Fusang tree behind her, which was shrouded in overwhelming death energy, and then leaped lightly.
Lord Wolf leaped out of Shang Ling's arms, his nascent soul returning to his body.
"In that case..."
The woman on the small stool slowly opened her eyes, her grayish-white pupils utterly calm:
"Then please lend me a hand, senior."