Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1758 (One Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty Eight) End

The alchemists placed their hands on their knees, first with their palms facing up, then turning them over to face down, and began to chant incantations again.

The white halo shrank smaller and smaller, and quickly merged into the wooden stick emitting purple light.

Hou Jizhuan clasped his palms together in front of his chest and stopped chanting the spell.

Then he stretched out his arms and moved his previously clasped hands a little further apart, with his palms still facing each other.

He pulled both hands towards his body at the same time, and the wooden stick emitting purple light flew towards Hou Jizhuan and stopped between his two palms.

Hou Ji placed the palms of his hands at the two ends of the wooden stick and moved his hands closer to the stick.

The moment his palms touched the two ends of the wooden stick, the purple light on the stick disappeared.

At this time, the other alchemists also stopped chanting.

Hou Jizhuan told Tie Wandao that the ritual was complete. He then told Tie Hongyan that she could now turn around or move.

Tie Hongyan was shocked when he heard Hou Jizhuan say that the ritual was completed. He turned around immediately, but found that Wu Xunsheng was not in the guest hall at all.

She thought: How did the ritual end? Didn't the Taoist priest say that I would feel pain when the soul-cleansing energy was sucked away? I haven't felt it yet. Could it be that it was really as I guessed? Could it be that Wu Xunsheng really took the pain for me by using the transmission technique? Why did Wu Xunsheng disappear? Where is he now? I just heard the sound of a door opening and closing. Did he go back to his private room through the inner residence? Why was he in such a hurry to go back? What happened to him?
Tie Hongyan sent a special letter to ask Hou: "Master Hou, will there be another round of rituals soon?"

Hou Jizhuan shook his head and replied, "Young Patriarch, there will be no other round."

“During the process of the Soul-Purifying Qi being sucked away, wouldn’t the person who has it in their body be in great pain? I didn’t feel that kind of pain until the ritual was completed.” Tie Hongyan said.

Hou Jizhu didn't know how to answer and looked at Tie Wandao.

When Tie Hongyan saw Hou Jizhuan looking at Tie Wandao, she also looked at Tie Wandao. Tie Wandao said to Tie Hongyan: "Isn't it a good thing that you don't feel pain? You are really strange, you still want to feel pain!"

Tie Hongyan said, "Dad, the matter of the gray house is so important that we can't be careless! We have invited so many people to perform a ritual, the ritual must be effective! During the whole process, I didn't feel the kind of pain that the Taoist priest talked about before. What I'm worried about is whether the ritual will be effective this time." Tie Hongyan said this, on the one hand to know the truth, and on the other hand to make Tie Wandao more firmly believe that she really wanted to help Tie Wandao solve the problem of the gray house.

Tie Wandao saw that she seemed a little anxious. After hearing what she said, he was more convinced that she was on the same page with him. He asked Ji Zhuan in front of her: "Can this method be guaranteed to be effective?"

Hou Jizhuan nodded and said, "I can guarantee it! It will definitely work!"

Tie Wandao said to Tie Hongyan: "Listen, Master Hou said it's definitely effective."

"But..." Tie Hongyan wanted to say something else, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Tie Wandao.

Tie Wandao asked the other alchemists in front of Tie Hongyan: "Did you feel anything wrong during the ritual?"

"No."

"Absolutely not."

"Nothing is wrong."

"everything is normal."

Those alchemists said they didn't feel anything, and all of them had the same reaction.

(End of this chapter)