Resurrection of the Mystery: Starting from the Clone of the Stone-born Monkey.

Chapter 43
The sand and stones all over the sky stop, the sky reveals

It can be seen that the sun is thinning on the western mountains, and the red clouds are long

Yan Fei shook the yellow sand scattered on his body, held a sword in one hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked around.

At this moment, there are no ghosts and shadows, the wind is howling, and everything that has just been experienced is like a dream.

Stepping on a barren white ground, Yan Fei and the other guards were in a trance for a moment.

what just happenedwhat did I do?
"It seems that His Highness said that the burial ground is dangerous and asked me to go with him."

Looking back, the guards only felt that once Wang Ge's words came out, they felt unprecedented encouragement in their hearts, almost unconditionally wanting to follow His Highness to do this thing, and then there was a sudden gust of wind, flying sand and stones, and there were many ominous shadows. like being in a ghost
"That's right, Your Highness!"

Yan Fei and the others moved their eyes.

At this moment, Wang Ge was standing in front of everyone, and there were bones on the ground exposed by the tumbling veins of the earth due to the strong wind.

As the sun sets, the brilliant sun shines
He was in the middle of the corpse, holding a broken sword, and half of his sleeve was broken, revealing a strong arm already dripping with blood.

Seeing blood, Yan Fei and others were startled, and hurried forward:

"Your Highness, you are injured."

Wang Ge lowered his head, his eyes were looking at the sword in his hand, when he heard Yan Fei's voice, he noticed his wound:
"It's okay, it's just a flesh injury, just bandage and apply medicine, and let it rest for a few days."

Although the arm was burning and hurting, Wang Ge could still bear it.

Yan Fei looked up and down the situation of His Royal Highness, and after making sure that his breathing was steady, his complexion was rosy, and there were no other mistakes, he was relieved.

He looked at the other two guards, Yi Yang and Chen He.

"I have golden sore medicine here." Yi Yang took out the medicine bottle from his body. As a guard, he was a professional.

Wang Ge secretly glanced at the potion with the eyes of Mingling, and let them treat the wound for him.

At this time, the three people who had relaxed noticed the broken sword among Wang Singer.

According to the slightly vague memory just now, it seems that his Highness came here just for this sword?
Looking at the sword body, I found that it was cracked and dilapidated, as if it would be broken if touched lightly.

However, with such a broken sword, Yi Yang and Chen He just glanced at it, and a hostility surged in their hearts, gold and iron horses came from their ears, and the smell of blood rose from the tip of their noses
Suddenly, a rosy white palm blocked the two people's view of Can Jian:

"Don't look at it and don't touch it. This sword will disturb your mind."

When Wang Ge spoke, his voice seemed to have an inexplicable power to dispel the hostility in their hearts.

The two woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and they were convinced by His Highness's words spontaneously, and then they no longer dared to look at Can Jian.

"Your Highness is right, there is something strange about this sword."

Seeing that the two had returned to normal, Wang Ge took back his luck.

It was he who used the wish contained in luck to dispel the abnormal hostility in Yi Yang and Chen He's hearts.

Changing the broken sword from his right hand to his left hand, he accepted Yan Fei's treatment of the wound while summarizing the process of drawing the sword.

"The key to the success of drawing the sword this time lies in the use of the power of luck. I never thought that the power of luck could have such a wonderful effect."

Wang Ge sighed in his heart.

It is also because of the change of the stone-born spirit monkey that he can gain insight into the essence of more things and know the "human" law of "heaven, earth and man", so he understands how to use luck.

Then there is the remnant sword that has gathered a lot of filth.

Wang Ge secretly opened his Ming Ling Eyes and understood the inner meaning of the broken sword in his hand:
"In fact, this sword has already been broken into 103 pieces, large and small, scattered in this burial ground. Later, under the guidance of the remnant thoughts of fifty thousand bones, these fragments were glued together with filthy air as gel, barely In the shape of a sword.

And it gave this broken dead thing some wisdom and power. "

From what Ming Ling's eyes could see, the broken sword contained a lot of filthy air. It could be said that the filthy air was the soul of the sword, residing in the broken sword body.

"This filthy qi is extremely huge, comparable to the whole body of a martial arts master, and even worse. Fortunately, I pulled it out in time, and before it took shape, I cut off its connection with the yin veins , let its development stop here.

However, this remnant sword still retains a lot of filth, and it can still erode people's hearts and endanger others. Just now, Yi Yang and Chen He just glanced at it, and they were affected by its remnant thoughts.

Only I can hold this sword at the moment. I can use Yue Wang's luck to suppress the filthy aura so that it will not cause chaos, but I'm afraid others can't, even if it's a martial arts master.

If I want to make this broken sword harmless, I need to consume all the filthy energy in it, so as to ensure safety. "

Thinking of this, Wang Ge recalled that a few days ago, he strengthened his soul experience through a little bit of filth attached to a human bone.

"This is a good method. It can not only make this broken sword harmless, but also help my soul practice."

With a solution in mind, he also remembered that he had come into contact with the soul-nourishing exercise "Baman Sutra" a few months ago.

"I don't know much about the soul-cultivating system. I don't know how far the soul-cultivating system can be cultivated with the filthy aura of this remnant sword, and what kind of power the soul-cultivating system can display? "

Thinking of this, Wang Ge had expectations in his heart.

Then, his eyes moved down, from Can Jian to the ground.

The Eye of Mingling sees through the surface, sees the buried corpses below, and the yin veins deeper.

"The yin veins still exist, and they are still releasing yin qi to the outside world. Fifty thousand dead bones also exist, and they will still absorb yin qi, generate new filthy qi, and brew a new evil spirit."

Thinking of this, Wang Ge secretly said "trouble".

Think carefully about the solution strategy:
"If you want to eradicate this trouble, you must either remove the [-] bones, or remove the Yin veins, or absorb the power of the Yin veins."

"Yin veins are indeed a good resource for cultivating the soul. If possible, I really want to take this treasure of heaven and earth as my own, but this thing is located deep underground."

"Thinking about it this way, the most likely way to implement it is to move these bones. The pure yin qi produced by the yin veins is harmless in itself. It is the resentment of the bones that pollutes the pure yin qi. After removing the bones, it can indeed Solve the problem.

But excavating [-] corpses is not a small project. I guess I can conscript civilian husbands to serve in corvée as the king of Yue.

The current national policy of the Yue State is to lighten the corvee and lighten the tax, and to recuperate. Wang Ge really doesn't want to make a lot of construction.

At the same time he thought:

"Besides, this land is too special. Ordinary civilians may be attacked by filthy atmosphere during the excavation process. Moreover, if it involves gods and ghosts, if it is widely spread, people may be disturbed."

While Wang Ge was thinking, the three guards were also reminiscing about this experience:
They were going to the burial ground at the request of His Highness, but suddenly found that the place was abnormal. His Highness insisted on approaching, but then there was a gust of wind, and there were many ghosts.

This was the first time they had seen this kind of scene. Looking back at it now, it felt like they were in a nightmare, and they were actually slightly scared:
"What kind of thoughts did I have at the time to face these evil and grotesques?"

Yan Fei and others recalled that they seemed to be following His Highness at that time, they had infinite courage and dared to face any difficulties and obstacles.

Recalling the mood at that time at this moment, I am quite puzzled, but it is the direction of my heart.

I just felt that His Highness was so great at that time, and I was willing to go through fire and water for him, no matter what.

I have doubts in my heart, and finally can only be summarized as:

"Could it be that this is the appearance of a king? Your Highness has the posture of a king."

With this kind of thinking, Wang Ge's image in the guard's eyes suddenly became taller.

As for Wang Ge, after thinking hard, he finally found a way to deal with the follow-up of the filthy energy.

In my heart, I said silently:
"slate."

The stone slab with a mottled and simple atmosphere appeared before his eyes again.

Wang Ge's thoughts moved slightly, and new information appeared on the slate:
[The womb of evil spirits: The earth nourishes the yin veins, the bone mound generates resentment, Feng Shui sets the stage, and the evil palace begins to form.]

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