There are two knots tied to my body. I just untied the first knot that suppressed my soul, and there is another Cynomorium knot on my body, which locked my Yang Qi and made my body extremely weak.

, I don’t even have the strength to pick up Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi is still breathing, but I don’t know what’s going on. But I can’t let Yuan Yi die, I must not!

The raindrops hit me one after another, and I dragged Yuan Yi forward one step at a time. I didn’t have the strength to carry him on my back, but I couldn’t leave him here either. I was afraid of the old village chief sneaking into the river.

Will come back anytime.

In the vast rain curtain, I hate myself very much. I hate that I am usually naughty. I just complete the tasks assigned by Master and no longer learn more. What if I could learn how to tie this knot from Master in my free time?

Master once said that how to tie various knots is very important and does not require a lot of skill. It is just that this work is more delicate and requires more patience.

But I prefer powerful spells and look down on these minutiae. If I can successfully untie the knot today,

I glanced at Yuan Yi, who had his eyes closed tightly. I felt resentful in my heart. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. This feeling was too uncomfortable.

The rain wet my face, blurring all the scenery in front of me. Yes, it was just rain. I walked with my head down, not wanting to admit that there were still tears in my eyes.

"Can't you open the Cynomorium knot?" A voice sounded in the distance, it was my master.

I looked up, and the tears that I had been suppressing suddenly burst out. This time, Master did not pretend to be the person who descended from the sky to save me. Master is also a human being, not a god. He cannot always come to save me at critical moments. This time, I am glad that I have someone.

Yuan Yi was here, and a stone happened to trip me over. What about next time?

This time the tears were not shed because of the excitement of seeing Master, but because of my own incompetence.

Looking at Master walking step by step, I suddenly realized that no one in this world can protect you forever. Self-reliance is the key. Sometimes this kind of self-reliance is not for yourself. At some point, this kind of self-reliance

It is also to protect those who need you.

One day, it will be my turn to protect my master, right? One day, will it be my turn to serve my parents? One day, I will have to return the favor to Yuan Yi.

Master remained silent, but stretched out his hand to untie the Cynomorium Knot for me. A warm feeling suddenly spread throughout my body. The Yang Qi was no longer suppressed, and my vitality finally returned to my body, although I was still cold and weak.

Still silent, Master walked over to pick up Yuan Yi. I stopped Master and said, "I'll do it." As I spoke, I carried Yuan Yi on my back, although it felt so heavy that I couldn't move.

, but I don’t want to let go of that person on my back no matter what.

Master didn't stop me, he just turned around and walked in front of me. As usual, he always walked in front and I followed his back.

Only this time, I felt that Master's back was a little desolate, and his deep voice came into my ears: "Do you blame me for being late?"

"I blame myself." I replied in the same low voice.

"Chengyi, you have grown up." The master paused, but did not look back. Then he said: "Go back and study Taoism. You were right this time. It is not wrong to have more than enough ambition but not enough power. Next time

, you will be more than willing and able.”

Master's words were full of encouragement to me, but I couldn't laugh. I said, "Is there a next time? Yuan Yi."

"Drawing thunder never hurts people, but it can only draw people. Otherwise, Taoist thunder methods are widely circulated. People who know it can't draw thunder and complete this powerful spell. If you can't draw it but force it, you will be hurt.

His origin is to attract thunder to hurt his spiritual sense, to control thunder to hurt his skill, and completely destroy his origin. Fortunately, Yuan Yi has a solid foundation, and this thunder method did not kill him." The master was very calm.

Speaking of.

I didn't understand why Master was so calm, but he said with some sadness: "What will happen to Yuan Yi?"

"One sound will destroy your cultivation and hurt your soul. If you take good care of it, you may wake up one day." The master was still calm.

"Master, why don't you say something? Yuan Yi," I finally couldn't help but speak.

"What are you talking about? It is better to do real things than to say sad things. Yuan Yi cannot attract thunder, and forcing him to do so is the price he has to pay. The root of the force is his obsession, which is also the price. Things in this world,

A drink and a peck, how can there be an effect without a cause. However, his purpose this time is to protect you. You have already shouldered the cause, so you probably know what you should do, not now.

on the back." Master said.

I was silent, and then said: "Master, I understand."

"Well, Yuan Yi has a daughter." The master said one more thing, and then fell silent.

During the conversation, we had already walked out of the rain and walked into the village. Huijue was chanting sutras, and I found inexplicably that there were many rays of real sunshine penetrating into the village.

"The formation is complete, just wait for him to come." Master suddenly said.

"But master, I don't think Yuan Yi's thunder method hurt the old village chief too much. This"

"The best way to deal with zombies is fire."

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The souls of the villagers are strong, because decades of horrific reincarnation and accumulated resentment have made these souls strong.

But the souls of the villagers are fragile. Once their grievances are stripped away, they are just lonely ghosts wandering here for decades. They have no shelter, no support, and have been tortured. How can they not be fragile?

Therefore, Huijue redeemed the souls of the villagers in the ancestral hall where they died. Except for him and Huigen, we could not get close because the yang energy of living people might disperse the souls of these villagers.

I was sitting on a big rock. According to my master, the entire village was covered by the formation at this time, and this time the formation was no small matter. People could only stay in some places reserved by the formation to ensure that they would not be injured.

I don't know what kind of formation this is. It's so powerful that it can even hurt people, but the master refuses to tell me. I think at this critical moment, the master doesn't want anything to go wrong.

After all, the old village chief is such a magical being. Sometimes he seems to know our actions.

Huijue's chanting is still going on, and I don't know when it will end. Master said that it would take a long time for even an eminent monk to resolve the grievances of an entire village. This long time is how long. Master said it could be a day and a night.

Time passed by slowly. Every minute and every second, we were very nervous and depressed, for fear that the old village chief would appear, but time moved very fast. In the blink of an eye, it was already the moon at the top of the sky.

People were angry at the reserved positions in the formation. Each reserved position can only accommodate 5 people, and they are very close. I did not see Grandma Ling Qing and Ling Ruyue, nor did I see Sun Qiang and his grandson.

.

I'm not curious anymore this time, I think Master must have arranged it.

Master, Qinhuai and I stayed together. At this time, Qinhuai had already lit a fire and shouted: "Chengyi, come down, do you want to sit on that rock until you die?"

I jumped off the boulder, first looked at Yuan Yi who was still sleeping beside the fire, and then squatted next to Qinhuai. Qinhuai threw me a cigarette and said: "Chengyi, your master said to give it to Yuan Yi."

There is century-old ginseng in the pill, is it true?"

"Hmm." The bottle of pills containing century-old ginseng was given to me by my uncle. Because it was so precious, my master always carried it with him. Another reason was that ginseng had a life-threatening effect at critical moments.

I thought of using it on Yuan Yi.

Originally, I could use ginseng to supplement my physical weakness, but after several attempts, I was already too weak to be supplemented. Therefore, I did not dare to use this pill rashly.

"I really don't understand you. Are you rich? Or poor! You said that if you throw out a century-old ginseng, ordinary people can live a better life." Qinhuai mumbled, he just wanted to

I felt a little more relaxed, but then he suddenly stopped talking.
Chapter completed!