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Chapter 310 Expert Takes Action
When Liu Yunxi heard the doorbell ring, she immediately went to open the door. What greeted her was an old lady who looked to be over sixty years old, with a full head of white hair and wrinkles on her face that could trap mosquitoes.

Regardless, Feng Xue felt that the look was quite in line with his stereotype of a fortune teller.

Just as he was thinking this, Aunt Bai frowned and said:
Why did you come dressed in work clothes?

"Isn't it because your little Zhou called so urgently? Anyway, I have to go back to work soon, so I don't want to keep changing my mind." The old lady's voice was clear and crisp, which didn't match her appearance. When she saw Feng Xue looking at her, she revealed a slightly eerie smile.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, please don't take offense. It's just that in this line of work, appearance matters to some extent. If I went out with my true appearance, even if the villagers knew that I was two cycles older than them, they would still have doubts."

However, this sorceress with a young voice and an old face was unaware that Feng Xue was not looking at her appearance, but at her lifespan.

"Eight hundred years... that's young for a demon, but for a cultivator, that's the longest lifespan I've ever seen... well, apart from Old Li." Feng Xue muttered to herself, then thought it was unlikely for a demon, since Liu Yunxi could cultivate to eight hundred years of lifespan even before she took human form. This person who could get Aunt Bai to help couldn't possibly be worse than Liu Yunxi back then.

While pondering this in her heart, Feng Xue did not break her manners. She gestured for Liu Yunxi to pour tea while greeting the sorceress, saying:
"How should I address you, senior?"

"No need to be so polite, just call me Granny Liu. In our line of work, if someone looks younger, we call them Aunt, and if they look older, we call them Granny. You can't go wrong with that. By the way, is this the ice block I came to see?"

Granny Liu waved her hand, indicating that they could get straight to the point. Feng Xue didn't mince words and gave a general overview of the Japanese man's situation. Aunt Bai added to the story from the side, and in just a few words, Granny Liu understood the gist of it.

"While he may not be considered a grandmaster yet, this level of cultivation would place him among the core members of the Japanese elite. To give up so easily... it seems these Japanese have quite aspirations!" Granny Liu leaned closer to the ice block, scrutinizing it from all sides. Seeing this, Feng Xue immediately remarked:
"Is there anything you need, Granny Liu? I'll go and prepare it right away."

"No need, I carry my tools with me at all times." As she spoke, Granny Liu took out a purse from her bosom, opened it, and immediately pulled out an altar table.

The table was now filled with various items needed for invoking spirits and consulting oracles. Feng Xue narrowed her eyes and realized that there was a lot to it all.

It's not about the intricacies of the ritual props, but rather that these things were all firmly fixed to the table. Every grain of rice, every stick of incense, and even the water in the teacup seemed to be frozen in place. However, as soon as they saw the light of day again, they quickly returned to their normal state.

The candlelight began to flicker, ripples spread across the water, and even a few grains of rice bounced up as the table fell to the ground. The sorceress lit three incense sticks, flicking away the flames as she spoke:

"This practice of filling the sea of ​​consciousness is rarely used on living people. However, during the pre-Qin period, some sects used it as a method of burial sacrifice, sealing a large amount of vow power along with the soul of the person to be buried in the sea of ​​consciousness. Influenced by the feng shui of the tomb, it would be transformed into a special kind of tomb-guarding corpse. Once it sees the light of day again, it would kill anyone who had any connection with the tomb. In fact, this method was rarely used by the Han Dynasty. However, at the end of the Han Dynasty, because of the bad things done by the man surnamed Cao, this method was dug out from the corner of the world and did not disappear again until the Song Dynasty."

"So if this person dies, they'll turn into a zombie or something?" Aunt Bai looked somewhat disgusted. Granny Liu inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner before saying:
"Similarly, but more troublesome than zombies. Generally, zombies have little spirituality. Even if they are soul-bound corpse puppets, as long as they don't become corpse demons, they are just monsters that chase their instincts. But this thing is different. It can set its own commands. In other words, this thing has a strong sense of purpose."

At this point, Granny Liu suddenly stopped. Aunt Bai wanted to ask another question, but before she could speak, she swallowed the question.

Watching Granny Liu begin her ritual, Feng Xue had no intention of flipping through the book again. Instead, she activated her Qi Observation and Over-the-Shoulder View techniques and had Xiao Lingdang record the entire process, hoping to learn something new from the master's spellcasting.

Then, Granny Liu pulled a hairpin from her hair. The hairpin itself was unremarkable in design, and the wood was just ordinary hardwood. However, in the field of her Qi-observation technique, a wisp of spiritual light extended from the hairpin's almost perfectly rounded tip, transforming into an extremely sharp cone. "Fellow Daoist Feng, can you melt this ice?"

Upon hearing Granny Liu's request, Feng Xue hesitated for a moment and said:
"It's possible, but freezing is part of the seal; once the person is thawed, they will come back to life."

“That’s easy.” Aunt Bai took over the conversation, blew a breath at the ice block, and saw white spiritual light turn into a thin veil, firmly wrapping the entire ice block. She then plucked two strands of hair, which, like steel needles, pierced into the ice block’s shoulders.

"Alright, I've added another layer of seal on the outside, so even if it melts, it can't escape."

“Okay.” Aunt Bai’s move seemed simple, but Feng Xue could only tell that it used the power of metal element. He didn’t understand any of the details. But since Little Bell recorded it, he could study it slowly later. At this moment, he used his magic to break the ice seal.

As the stiff body slowly softened and the chill dissipated, the Japanese shrine priest remained frozen in place.

Without saying a word, Granny Liu quickly poked and prodded his body with the wooden hairpin in her hand.

Although each strike was only a light touch, Feng Xue clearly saw the cone-shaped magical energy deeply embedded in her body. However, this magical energy was not transformed into a form with a collision volume. It went in and out without bringing out a trace of blood.

"Have it!"

Suddenly, Granny Liu let out a sigh of relief. Feng Xue looked closely and discovered that the magic power at the tip of the hairpin had actually been stained with a layer of ink.

With a disdainful flick of her wooden hairpin, Granny Liu picked out a grain of rice from the bowl and pressed it onto the Yu Fu acupoint, where she had previously pierced a dark mark. Despite the clothing between them, the rice seemed to be glued to the spot, sticking firmly there.

The old woman in the sixth aunt's hand started moving the wooden hairpin from top to bottom again, almost as if she wanted to explore all the acupoints on the body. Gradually, the grains of rice were arranged in lines on the surface of the Japanese man's body.

"The Foot Taiyin Kidney Meridian and the Foot Taiyang Bladder Meridian..."

Although Feng Xue didn't understand what this meant, he did understand the correspondence between meridian points. As for what these four meridians (because of symmetry, there are four lines on the human body) had in common...

"Both belong to the water element?"

(End of this chapter)