The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 190 Returning to the human world, playing with life

When Lang Jiuchuan opened her eyes, what she saw was a completely unfamiliar tent. She was startled, and when she wanted to get up, her vision went dark, her head was buzzing, and her whole body felt as if it had been run over by stones, and every part of her body was painful.

She couldn't help but moan. Her palm-sized face was completely bloodless and so pale that it was unbearable to look at.

It hurts.

Her body ached, and her soul was in even greater pain. She was shaking with pain, and she had difficulty even lifting her fingers.

"Awake?" Apia's voice came from the right.

Lang Jiuchuan turned his head and met a pair of red ghost eyes that were scrutinizing and a little curious, and his brows furrowed.

"You are really crazier than I thought. You dare to spy on the prophet even though your soul is incomplete. It means you have accumulated great virtues for not dying." Apia snorted. If she hadn't accumulated great virtues, how could she have a master to protect her?

Lang Jiuchuan didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and called out to the general in his spiritual platform.

The spirit of the beast curled up in a corner, looking autistic. When she called out, its tail swung weakly.

What's going on here?
Seeing that it didn't say anything, Lang Jiuchuan, who was also severely hit by the backlash of the heavenly punishment, ignored it and waited for the dizziness in his head to pass before he forced himself to stand up and asked the ghost with a pale face: "What is the result of my divination?"

Ah Pia took out the paper she had drawn and a target mirror from her sleeve, and put them in front of her, saying, "It's here, you can't run away. Take a look at yourself first, you look more like a dead ghost than I do."

The exquisite target mirror reflected her face, which was pale as a ghost, with dark circles under her eyelids and dry white lips. She looked like she would not live long. Only her eyes were dark, clear, and bottomless.

The good energy that had been restored before was actually back to the time when it was first resurrected.

But what's with that bump on her forehead? Was she ambushed?

Lang Jiuchuan grinned and said in a hoarse voice: "I spied on the prophet of the future, and the punishment from heaven didn't ask me to explain the past, so I win."

The most important thing is that although she paid a heavy price for this divination, she also mastered the divination method of the wizard, and it will be easier to divine in the future.

However, the prophet who peeks into the future is not allowed to do so more than three times, otherwise, even if she is the biological daughter of Tiandao, she will not be able to pass.

And this time...

Lang Jiuchuan lowered his eyes, looked at his own slender fingers, and said, "Did Shopkeeper Piao help me avoid the disaster?"

Spying on the prophet, the punishment from heaven was extremely severe. She felt that the price she paid was more than that. Her soul was torn apart, and her body, bones, and flesh seemed to be reconstructed, but everything was intact?
There is no such good thing.

When the divine punishment came, she was not completely unconscious. It was clear that something was helping her to block it.

Ah Piao's eyes flashed, and he said arrogantly: "You should be thankful that you did the divination in our Tongtian Pavilion. The Tongtian Pavilion has the magical power of the Pavilion Master, and even if it is a heavenly punishment, it can offset a little for you. Otherwise, you would have been visiting the underworld this time."

Is that right?

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not refute. He said, "Then I owe your Pavilion Master a favor. I don't know what his name is, but if necessary, I have to set up a longevity tablet for him and offer sacrifices day and night to show my gratitude."

Old, old man...

Apia's eyes paused slightly, and he thought of his own master. Calling him old man seemed appropriate.

He somehow managed to say a name: "Feng Ya! My master's name is Feng Ya, the Feng in the underworld Fengdu, the Ya in the endless sea of suffering."

Fengya.

Lang Jiuchuan's head suddenly buzzed and felt extremely painful. Ah Piao was startled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts so much." Lang Jiuchuan held her head, her voice trembling. When she said this name just now, her soul felt severe pain.

Ah Pia quickly rolled up his sleeves, took out a red sandalwood box, opened it, took out a red-gold pill and put it into her mouth: "This is the Resurrection Pill."

Lang Jiuchuan opened his mouth and swallowed it without thinking. The medicine quickly melted on the tip of his tongue, slid down his throat into his stomach and lungs, and spread to his limbs and bones.

She threw back the quilt, sat cross-legged, formed a seal with her hands, mobilized the five elements of energy, and walked the Great Circulation.

Apia didn't dare to disturb him, so he left and asked someone to prepare some food.

So, when Lang Jiuchuan had completed a big cycle, steaming hot soup was presented in front of her.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at Apia deeply, said nothing, and ate all the food.

Seeing that her complexion had improved a lot, Ah Piao said, "Your soul is incomplete, and your body is weak. You need to strengthen your body and cultivate your internal strength. Otherwise, you will be hindered by your weak body in the future, not to mention divination. Even when dealing with those powerful demons and ghosts, you will be hindered by your weak body."

"You're right, so does Tongtian Pavilion have any inner strength sutras suitable for me?" Lang Jiuchuan looked at him: "It would be best if you could give me some top-notch treasures."

Apia immediately became alert. Is he trying to trick me again?
He glared at her with an expression of a profiteer: "Yes, as long as the price is good, everything can be negotiated. Tsutenkaku never does business at a loss."

Lang Jiuchuan was too weak to argue with him, so he suppressed his doubts and said, "Give me the paper I drew."

Ah Pia restrained his expression, handed her the drawing over, and asked in a deep voice: "Did you really see the prophecy? In other words, the evil spirit will really be born?"

Lang Jiuchuan looked at his own paintings and said, "The punishment from heaven has already come, how can it be false?"

Apia frowned, took a look at the dark clouds and the demon baby crawling out of the woman's body, and said, "Immortal, not entering reincarnation, how can such an existence be destroyed? Not to mention, there are corpses protecting it. The Xuan clan will have to work hard now."

It would be fine if we could capture it with some effort, but the worst thing we fear is that the Xuan clan themselves will become a stumbling block and force the evil spirit to stay, which would be troublesome.

Many times, the people who stab you in the back are your own people.

Lang Jiuchuan stared at the demon baby. He came out of the woman's body, his whole body was blood red. He raised his head, with a pair of sharp fangs and a pair of big red copper-bell eyes, as if he could penetrate time and space and look at her.

"If possible, we should reverse its fate and prevent it from being born. This is the easiest way." Lang Jiuchuan said in a hoarse voice: "So, if we kill the zombie first, we will be safe and sound."

Apia looked over and said, "But if this is the case, you will have to bear the backlash of heaven."

Once the things that are bound to happen in the future are reversed, she, as a peeping prophet, will be the one who suffers the greatest consequences.

Maybe this is unfair, but this is the law of heaven and earth, it is cause and effect.

Lang Jiuchuan smiled and said, "Yes, but that great merit is also mine."

She has to bear the consequences, but at the same time, she also receives merit, because by preventing the evil spirit from being born, she saves the people who would otherwise die at its hands.

Once the merit is greater than the cause and effect, she will win.

Apia was shocked: "Is it worth it?"

Lang Jiuchuan looked calm and said, "What's worth it? Even if there is a strong wind, life will not give up. Since we have returned to this world through reincarnation, isn't it just a matter of risking our lives?"