MTL - Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress-Chapter 488 you're going to be a scourge

  Chapter 488 You are going to be a disaster

  The fire of karma is extinguished, and the sins are cleared. This century-old curse, the legacy of the Si family, will eventually wait for someone who will end it.

  In the ancestral grave of the Si family, countless souls seemed to break free from the shackles that had been imprisoned for a long time, and fell into the sky like stars.

   Wisps of spiritual energy quietly emerged from the clan protection array, and the sacred flower that would not regenerate for a hundred years bloomed overnight in the snowy night.

   Squeak squeak.

  The five-color bird flew out from nowhere, made a cheerful and clear cry, and landed on the dome of Si Qing's old house.

  The old patriarch prostrated himself on the ground, crying with excitement.

  He can finally go to see the saint without regret.

Inside the house, Qin Liuxi put Si Lengyue, who had changed into clean underwear, in the center of the seven-star life-renewing lamp array. The bathtub had already been moved away by Feng Zu, and the ashes of the other array were collected by Teng Zhao in a porcelain vase. stand up.

   Situ knelt in with a pale face, looked at the unconscious daughter in the formation, panicked in his heart, and stammered and asked: "Mystery Master, is this done? Why is Yue'er still awake?"

Guanzhu Qinglan said: "It's not that simple to burn her body and be reborn in Nirvana. Her three souls and seven souls have been shaken and become extremely weak. If she wants to truly Nirvana, the most important thing is that her soul must be nourished. The flesh fits perfectly."

   "Then, will you wake up?"

  Master Qing Lan was silent for a while, and said: "After all, she is bleeding from a witch. Now that the blood curse has been lifted, the most difficult step has been passed. Pindao believes that she will not give up easily."

  Situ squeezed the portrait in his hand tightly. He said so much, but he didn't believe anything, that is to say, he couldn't be sure.

   His eyes hurt, and when he blinked, tears fell.

  Qin Liuxi put a solid soul talisman in the formation, and hung a few nourished soul jades on her body, and looked at his apprentice: "Do you remember the meditation spell?"

   Teng Zhao nodded.

   "Read it, read it a few more times." Qin Liuxi pointed to the futon beside him: "It's right here, recite scriptures while practicing."

   Without saying a word, Teng Zhao sat cross-legged on the futon and began to chant mantras.

  The words are correct, his voice is clear and warm, echoing in the room.

  Qin Liuxi was standing in front of Si Lengyue, forming seals with both hands, and punched seven spells on her body one after another.

  Master Qinglan couldn't help opening her eyes, and after seeing this, she sighed again: "Miss Si is lucky."

   "What's wrong?" Situ asked hastily.

Master Qinglan said softly: "I don't ask my nephew to give her some golden light of merit. With the support of merit, her spirit will be stronger and the chance of waking up will be greater." He looked at the solemn and sacred hall in the hall again. The statue of the saint murmured: "Maybe Miss Si can get a fortune."

  Gold virtues and golden light cultivation are not easy to come by, not everyone is willing to do so, but she is willing to give it to others and ghosts, even if she needs it more.

  Situ was startled, looked at Qin Liuxi, and then at his daughter.

  Si Lengyue said that she believed her.

  She didn't misread a person.

  Si Tu touched the deed paper in his arms, his eyes were eager.

Qin Liuxi opened his eyes, saw the golden light of merit falling into Si Lengyue's altar, reached out and tapped her forehead, and said: "I have done what I have to do, and the rest is up to you, you have to fight hard .”

  She walked out of the seven-star lantern array, staggered, and nearly fell down.

  Feng Zu immediately supported her, seeing her pale face and cold hands, he frowned and said, "Are you alright?"

  In order to break the blood curse, she has done countless things, and she is willing to bet on the punishment of God. Is it worth it?

  If she changed herself, would she do this for herself?

Qin Liuxi's lips were a little pale, and her eyes were slightly narrowed. She saw a golden light flying from outside the house and falling into her altar. On the Lord, but they are less.

   "It's not a bad trip." Qin Liuxi let out a sigh of relief.

  Guard Master Qinglan could see clearly, and couldn't help sighing, feeling a little turbulent in his heart.

   There is a ray of light coming in through the window.

  Qin Liuxi looked out and said, "It's almost dawn."

"yes."

  Qin Liuxi squeezed Feng Zu's wrist, and said, "Look at the seven-star lantern array for me, don't let it go out."

   "Why...Xiaoxi!" Feng Yu hugged Qin Liuxi who had passed out, a little panicked.

  Guard Master Qinglan stepped forward, stroked her wrist, and said: "It was exhausted after using too much strength, let her fall asleep and rest."

  Feng Zu sent Qin Liuxi directly to the bed in this house, and saw that Teng Zhao also followed in, and said, "It's none of your business, go read your scriptures."

   Teng Zhao didn't move.

   "You forgot how she told you, what do you want her to do in vain?" Feng Yu glared at him and said, "Don't worry, your master is a disaster, and nothing will happen."

   Teng Zhao looked at him quietly, let go of your clenched fists before speaking, your nervousness betrayed you.

  He walked out.

  Feng Zu just turned around, took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a elixir and stuffed it into her mouth, sighed: "You must not be a saint, you have to be a scourge, and a scourge can last for a thousand years."

   In a word, don’t die, live on for a long time.

   In this way, they can be together for many, many years.

Feng Yu thought about this, and suddenly thought of something, Qin Liuxi is just a mortal after all, this world is not a fantasy world, even if she is a cultivator, no matter how high her cultivation level is, if she is a hundred years old, or two hundred years old, her lifespan will be short. Will it end?

   Or, can you ascend to Taoism?

  He was a little flustered for a while.

   A hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye. When the time comes, will he be alone, no, a demon, watching the ups and downs of this boring world?

  Feng Zu's eyes were deep, and he sacrificed his demon pill.

  If you give it to her, will she live forever?

  Feng Zu quickly shook his head and took back the demon pill. He really dared to make his own decisions. She would probably burn him to death just like she did just now!

   Don't try to be on the verge of death.

   Covered her with a quilt, Feng Zu went out, and guarded the light array as she instructed.

  The sky was gradually turning white, and just before the formation, the statue of the saint hanging in the house seemed to have a flash of inspiration.

  Si Lengyue fell asleep, but her soul seemed to be summoned by something, and she stood in a white mist for no reason, until the white mist in front of her dispersed, and a woman appeared in front of her, whose appearance was somewhat similar to her own.

   "My lord saint." Si Lengyue recognized the solemn and holy woman: "Are you alive?"

"I'm dead, this is just a lingering memory I left behind in the portrait. The Si family has withered for a hundred years, and finally found this lifeline." Si Qing smiled and said: "The blood curse has been lifted, and the blood on your body is white witch Your blood, the White Witch of the Si family, shall be passed on to the world by you."

  Si Lengyue was stunned. Does this mean that she should be a witch?

   "I used Dayan Dian to peek at the secrets of the sky. There will be evil spirits coming out, and the world will be in chaos. My family witch will help the son of the savior and help the world to repay the merits. Do you dare to go?"

  Si Lengyue's heart is beating wildly, who will save the world?

   "Is that her?"

  Si Qing smiled.

  Si Lengyue raised her head, and said firmly: "I will follow what she wants."

  (end of this chapter)