Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 443: The Ghost King and the Scholar

'Quiet!'

Shao Siming's voice was ethereal and peaceful, echoing in Gong Xian's mind and making his spiritual light dim. However, he did not care about his own change at all, and still frantically asked Shao Siming what he meant by his previous words.

"What is Taixu Zhenjun? Is he the Zhenjun behind you? That's right. There are twelve Zhenjuns guarding the twelve hours in the world, but there are not many that can be found and confirmed, and the names of the Zhenjuns are not certain. If someone is interfering with the fate of the entire world, it must be the work of a certain Zhenjun. Only those who suppress the twelve hours have the opportunity, the possibility, and the ability to interfere with the fate of the entire world..."

The more Gong Xian spoke, the more he felt that he was right, but his condition became increasingly wrong, and the light on his body became more and more obvious.

"Let me think about it. The time when Master Dongzhao suppressed it was noon, which is the time when the sun was at its highest point in the sky. This can be seen from the training conditions of many magics. Most magics that use mirrors to see through illusions need to carry the sunlight at noon..."

The light flickered continuously, and then continued to grow stronger. The intermittent secret spells inside gradually formed the shape of mirrors. It was obvious that the people who were exploring the high-level beings such as the True Lord were beginning to be influenced by them.

Shao Siming silently sensed her true self and attracted mist to protect herself. After she freed her hands, she was about to stop Gong Xian from continuing to commit suicide, but suddenly she heard the next sentence which involved information she didn't understand, and she fell silent.

"The one who is against Master Dongzhao is most likely Master Wanling who suppresses Zishi. Zishi is midnight, the critical point between today and tomorrow. It is also called midnight or middle night. It corresponds to the concepts of spirituality, thinking, and gestation that we have already deduced. Hmm, ah..."

When talking about the True Lord of All Spirits, the light on Gong Xian's consciousness immediately began to flicker.

The mirrors that were originally regular in the light also became strange in shape, and each mirror reflected a faint mist. The image of the mist changed constantly, but when you looked at it, it would turn into what you thought it should be.

"The power of the Master of All Spirits can actually cause certain changes in the activity and spirituality of the individuals who sense him..."

Shao Siming silently recited the other party's name in his heart, and in a trance he seemed to see hazy shadows shrouded in mist, but he did not change much, nor was he greatly shocked. This proved that knowing a small amount of information about the True Lord Wanling would not cause much change.

"So Gong Xian's transformation was caused by him absorbing some of the power of the All-Spiritual Master during the process of transforming himself into a curse spirit?"

While Shao Siming was thinking, he was also trying to help Gong Xian suppress the changes in his body, but those spirits became more and more active. As their power got further out of control, Gong Xian completely lost control of the mist, and all kinds of sounds came out of it.

There is a certain difficult spell, some secret history, and Gong Xian's own experience, layer upon layer, with hundreds of millions of people speaking in unison, and these voices carry some kind of magic, once they drill into people's brains, even someone with Shao Siming's level of cultivation will feel ear pain.

She hurriedly brought down a wisp of mist again to obscure Gong Xian's memory, but this time the effect was not obvious. It took several attempts before Gong Xian regained some of her sanity.

"What's wrong with me……"

After a brief moment of clarity, Gong Xian seemed to have thought of something and shouted to Shao Siming.

"Quick, break up my body! No, break up my consciousness now!"

Hearing this, Shao Siming waved the purple bamboo branch, shattering its spirituality. In an instant, countless tiny crystals were flying around. Shao Siming looked and saw that the crystals came to life one by one, and seemed to be turning into some elves, but the conditions of these elves were obviously not right, so he activated the Taiyi Two-Phase Ring to crush them one by one, leaving only a lot of colorful quicksand.

After taking it in his hand and observing it for a while, Shao Siming was a little surprised.

"It is actually a top-grade material for refining treasures, and its physical properties are unique and its spirituality is changeable. It can almost be used as a second-rate substitute for many magic weapons."

This discovery made Shao Siming somewhat suspicious as to why Gong Xian's character had become like this, and whether it might be related to his residual power.

If this characteristic existed when he became a land immortal and was discovered by others, then one can imagine some of his past experiences. Shao Siming put away the sand, slightly blurred the middle-aged man's memory, glanced in the direction of the city, and frowned slightly: "Someone is coming again?"

The purple bamboo branch shook, and a ray of light fell on the sedan chair. Shao Siming then turned into a wisp of green smoke and left.

It took the man a while to come back to his senses after hearing the whispered inquiries outside the sedan.

"My lord, my lord..."

Hearing the hurried and worried voices outside the sedan, the man regained his senses and whispered, "Let's go."

The servants heaved a sigh of relief when they heard the response, and the sedan chair left the city at an even faster speed.

What’s interesting is that the sedan chair disappeared the moment it left the city gate, and half a cup of tea later, another identical sedan chair appeared.

Thirty miles after the newly appeared sedan chair came to open the city gate, several blood-red evil lights fell from all directions, crushing the sedan chair bearer directly. Two black and red evil lights followed closely behind, suppressing the man inside.

Finally, a dark shadow fell and was about to take the man away.

But when the black shadow fell halfway, it seemed to sense something and suddenly dispersed, turning into dozens of bats that fled in all directions.

Shao Siming, dressed as a middle-aged man, opened his eyes and looked at the bats flying around. He waved a purple bamboo branch, and the sound of waves rang out. Spiritual light danced and gathered the flying bats one by one. He waved the purple bamboo branch again and beat them back to their original form.

He was a man in black wearing a bat robe. He had a peculiar aura and was somewhat similar to Gong Xian, but his realm was far inferior. It felt like he relied on external forces to become a Three Caves Immortal.

Although the man was not strong, he had good eyesight. As soon as he saw Shao Siming, he knew that the other party's cultivation was not comparable to his. He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, saying that he was being instructed by someone.

Upon hearing this, Shao Siming waved the purple bamboo branch towards the man. A circle appeared under his feet, and then layers of clear light fell down, combining with the golden light gradually emerging from the circle, and turned into a pillar of light that covered the man.

The man looked at Shao Siming, somewhat at a loss.

"I have used magic to isolate myself from the outside world. Now you can speak."

Upon hearing this, the black-robed man hurriedly said, "It was the Half-faced Scholar under the seat of the Ghost King Xuanyuan who asked me to come. He was worried that you would affect the Ghost King's plan, so he asked me to collect information about you."

As soon as the man uttered the four words "Xuanyuan Ghost King", Shao Siming felt a yin energy rising. When he mentioned "Ban-faced Scholar", wisps of black air had already emerged from the light pillar that protected him, and at the same time, several spells appeared on the man's face.

The man in black robe also felt the changes in his body and said in fear: "Save me, save me, I know a lot of news about Xuanyuan Ghost King and Half-Faced Scholar..."

When he was halfway through his words, the spell had already begun to rapidly differentiate, but it lacked the external supplement of yin and evil energy, so it could not undergo any qualitative change.

Shao Siming could see that the other party would have no problem for the time being, so he took out a bamboo leaf, flicked it with his finger, tapped it on the man's forehead, and asked, "Tell me what you know."

The man in black robe felt the changes in his body and a slight warmth between his brows, and he gritted his teeth and told everything he knew.

(End of this chapter)