Great Wilderness Alchemist

Chapter 205, Piano Sound

After coming out of the Lingwu Pavilion, Xianling walked silently on the mountain path, her mind was constantly replaying the conversation with the Mongolian spirit witch just now.

At this time, Shan Hai Jing suddenly said something coldly, "The spirit witches of the Mongolian people have run out of oil and their lamps have dried up."

The fairy's thoughts were interrupted immediately: "So?"

The words of Shan Hai Jing are astonishing: [She just performed a divination on the host and was backlashed, she will not survive tonight]

'Is that when she suddenly knocked over the censer just now? '

【Yes host】

All right, no wonder the expression of the Mongolian spirit witch suddenly became so scary.

Shan Hai Jing couldn't figure it out, [Host, why didn't you tell the truth to the Mongolian spirit witch?Let's all work together to rescue the master, isn't it? 】

Shan Hai Jing's thoughts are as naive as a child's.

Thinking of making a long story, the fairy simply walked to the cliff, and then found a stable stone to sit on.

Staring at the turbulent stream under the cliff, the fairy slowly said in his heart: "The Mongolian spirit witch is different from Ziqin."

Shanhai: "?"

Xianling intends to cultivate the 'innocent' Shan Hai Jing, so she explained in detail: "If I tell her the truth, she will definitely execute me immediately."

[Host, why are you so sure? 】

"Because I don't have any bonds with the Meng people. It's also because Ji Meng is about to die, and its vitality is rapidly dissipating. And you are an artifact. If you bind Ji Meng, at least his life can be saved."

[Ji Meng is about to die? 】Shan Hai Jing is confused.

Xianling took out two dragon scales from Cangyu's bracelet: "Look, is there a big difference between these two dragon scales?"

The Book of Mountains and Seas felt it carefully, [the difference is quite big]

"Is it? There is almost no spiritual power in one piece, and..."

The fairy rubbed the light-colored piece: "This piece of dragon scale is very rough, and there is no flesh and blood attached to the root. It fell off naturally, and it was not torn off alive. You know under what circumstances, the creature Will the scales fall off naturally?"

The Shan Hai Jing used to be a multi-purpose seal and did a lot of evil. How could there be time to observe why their scales fell off!
So it whispered: [Host, I don't know]

The fairy lay on her back on the cliff covered with sunlight, she stared at the dazzling sun above her head, and said softly: "Death, illness, and old age may all cause the scales of living things to fall off, but Ji Menggui is a divine beast, it is impossible to do so." Afflicted by sickness and old age."

All that remains is death.

[That's why the host immediately decided to follow the Lin Beastman to Longxi Mountain? 】

Xian Ling suddenly smiled: "Yes! Our trip was not in vain, was it?" At least she finally confirmed her guess and got Tao Yan's information.

[Host, there is one more thing I can't understand. 】Shan Hai Jing has a lot to say today.

"You ask."

【Why are you so sure that the Mongolian spirit witch didn't divination your secret? 】

Fairy: "..."

With a long sigh, Xianling couldn't figure out why the world's top artifact is so stupid?How did the Beast God teach the younger brother?

She doubts the IQ of the legendary beast god.

Although very speechless, the fairy really needs to rely on the golden finger of Shan Hai Jing, so she patiently explained: "If she knew that there was a parasitic insect king in my body, as early as in Shilinchuan, she would have laid a net to catch it. I will kill you. It is impossible for me to enter Longxi Mountain smoothly."

Shan Hai Jing: ...

Well, it finally admitted that its IQ is indeed not as good as that of the host.

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The Mongolian spiritual witch is like a candle that has been turbid and old, hunched in front of the broken incense burner.At this moment, her hair mixed with blue silk was completely white, and even her clear eyes became cloudy.

Staring blankly at the incense burner in front of her, she suddenly coughed violently.

"Master Spirit Witch!" the maid exclaimed.

The spirit witch waved her hand to indicate that I was fine, she dragged her voice and said slowly: "Go and boil some hot water, I'm a little thirsty."

"Yes, Lord Spirit Witch." Looking at the haggard look of the Spirit Witch, the maid's eyes were a little moist.

The maid's footsteps gradually walked away, and the Mongolian spirit witch finally spread out her slightly trembling palms.In the black blood, there was a dry-stirred worm that was no longer alive.

The spirit witch's still calm expression suddenly couldn't hold back, and a drop of tear meandered down the ravine's intertwined cheek.

This worm is the blood beast of the Mongolian spirit witch, and it has a special talent for divination.

However, it, which was invincible in the past, suffered repeated backlash when it was divining the human girl just now.

This is the second failure that the Mongolian spirit witch has experienced on the body of the fairy.

The first time she tried divination, her life disappeared overnight; the second time, when she learned that Lord Ji Meng was running out of time, she wanted to try again unwillingly, but she couldn't even get her life that was about to run out. keep.

The black blood at the corner of his mouth flowed more and more, and the Mongolian spirit witch knew that his life was passing by quickly.

"Go and call Meng Ya." Panting heavily, she said slowly to the next spirit witch who was already in tears inside the tent.

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In the valley where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, the fairy suddenly heard an extremely ethereal and melodious musical instrument sound, which seemed to be calling her, tempting her to go and see what happened.

Xian Ling used her search skills vigilantly, and the position of the piano sound reflected in her mind was a small blue dot.

'This group of scaly old men of the Mongolian nationality can also play the piano? '

Xianling curiously groped along the location of the piano sound.

From afar, she saw a silver-haired man in white clothes sitting on the ground in the peach blossom forest, holding a harp and playing a tune.

The beautiful piano sound like the sound of heaven flowed out from his fingertips.

The fairy heard the rustling sound coming from the peach blossom forest.Small animals poked their heads out of the grass, and then cautiously surrounded him.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp." Birds were constantly attracted by the sound of the man's piano, and then flapped their wings and landed on the branches of the peach blossom tree.

The sound of the piano became more and more melodious and soothing.

The fairy's eyes unconsciously fell on the man's slender and straight back.She could see the white light lingering on his body, looking cold and holy.

This is a young man who can remind people of his son Shi Wushuang and Mo Shangren like jade just by his back view.

Looking at the mesmerizing little animals around him, Xian Ling felt something was wrong.For some reason, her footsteps seemed to be cast by something, and she was reluctant to move for a long time.

A voice suddenly rose in Xian Ling's heart, which absolutely did not fit her personality.

'Everyone has the love of beauty, let alone listening to a piece of music that can make people happy physically and mentally.I should just stay where I am and enjoy it quietly before leaving. '

Fine cold sweat emerged from the forehead of the fairy, 'Dashan? ' cried the faerie in his heart.

However, Shan Hai Jing sighed like an idiot: [Host, this piano sound is so beautiful, we should listen to it before leaving. 】

Fairy:!
The man exuding a cold and warm aura like a banished fairy, seemed to have not noticed that anyone strayed into his domain, he kept beating on the strings with his slender fingers.

As the sound of the piano became louder and louder, the little animals were completely drunk and staggered around.

The fairy also began to feel groggy.

(End of this chapter)