The Other Side of Deep Space

Qingmu saw that he was serious and didn't seem to be false, and he had a strong hope in his heart. Could it be that Xiao Wang really had a way to defy the heavens?

"What do you think is the safest way?" He asked cautiously.

Wang Xuan thought for a while and said, "Of course, the legend is realized. There are immortals above, shining in the sky, and Bodhisattvas below turning prayer wheels. The gods ride on clouds, the demon women drive flying dragons, and the fairies pick mulberry leaves on the forked road. They will meet under the moon on the Yaotai..."

He sighed there, fascinated, and then sighed. All the immortals and Bodhisattvas have passed away. If you occasionally see the real ones, they are just broken bones.

Qingmu was a little overwhelmed by what he heard. Is this the manifestation of immortals and Buddhas? Or are demons and ghosts rampant and demons dancing wildly? He felt a little confused!

Especially when he thought that the young man in front of him really had a physique that could attract ghosts, he suddenly felt even more unsure and quite scared.

Qingmu seriously suspected that Xiao Wang was not going to send a group of demons and ghosts into Lao Chen's body? But Lao Chen was about to die. As the saying goes, "the weak cannot be supplemented", can he bear it? He was thinking wildly!

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Wang Xuan was thinking about how to clear himself. After all, although Lao Chen was lying flat, he was still the focus. He didn't know how many eyes were staring at him.

If he didn't avoid suspicion and went straight up to attack, the dying Lao Chen would be resurrected, which would definitely be a big deal and would be explosive news.

At that time, he would be in danger!

Someone would definitely dig deeper, and the secrets of his inner scene would be exposed.

When he thought of this, Wang Xuan immediately felt a piercing chill, as if there was an icy knife on his neck. His heart was heavy, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy.

This was not a joke. Once Lao Chen was saved, it would involve his own life and death. It was very serious. How could he solve it reasonably?

Even though Wang Xuan was usually open-minded, he frowned deeply that night and his expression was extremely solemn. He had to consider all the details and not reveal his own secrets.

In the end, he gradually perfected his ideas.

"Old Qing, this time the key depends on you!"

Qingmu was puzzled, how did he get involved?

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "When collecting ancient objects this time, it was said that your master had obtained a secret book, which recorded the incantation, the ancient witchcraft, and the borrowing of objects for sacrifice... and you are Lao Chen's disciple, so naturally you will be in charge of this matter!"

Seeing him so serious, Qingmu suddenly became a little nervous, listened carefully, and prepared to cooperate with all his strength.

Then he saw Wang Xuan staring at his mobile phone, as if searching for something, frowning and thinking from time to time.

"Old Qing, I will teach you something, learn it quickly, and be proficient and skilled." Wang Xuan said very seriously.

"Okay!" Qingmu looked at him like this, and he was unsure in his heart. No matter what, he just cooperated with all his strength.

He was a master of old techniques, so he naturally learned the movements quickly, but after a while he felt something was wrong. He became more and more suspicious that he seemed to be... dancing with a shaman!

Qingmu stopped while Wang Xuan was drinking water, and quickly searched online, and found the original tutorial as soon as possible.

He almost vomited blood. He was so serious about learning, and Wang Xuan taught him so seriously. How could he have such a shame? It was really crazy!

"What do you mean, Xiao Wang?" Qingmu looked unkind.

Wang Xuan still had a serious look on his face, but Qingmu didn't feel heavy in his heart anymore. He felt that Xiao Wang was a little unreliable.

"Since you save people in the name of Zhuyou and ancient witch, you have to learn it. It would be better if you can understand it and perform some postures yourself."

"You said it earlier!" Qingmu looked at him unhappily, and then he didn't need him to teach him, and he started to gesture by himself, with a rather unpredictable charm.

He studied under Lao Chen, so he naturally learned a lot of old skills. This is a witch dance recorded in an ancient book. It is said that in ancient times, it can communicate with gods and fight with this dance.

Wang Xuan sighed: "Old Qing, you are such a talent. I can see your bright future!"

"What are you talking about?" Qingmu didn't want to pay attention to him.

"I'm not talking nonsense. You are destined to dance to the world tonight!" Wang Xuan patted his shoulder and told him to practice and master it.

Qingmu's expression froze. He was naturally quick-witted and thought of something. If his master was saved, would those chaebols and organizations ask him to dance a witch dance every now and then? !

"Everything is for Lao Chen!" Wang Xuan looked solemn.

Qingmu wanted to say that you were so serious in order to save Lao Chen, but you hid behind. This is what I paid for! But what else could he say? No matter how hard and tired it was, he had to admit it with tears.

Wang Xuan added: "If only the two of us come forward, it won't work. This time, let those who practice the old technique participate, line up to enter the house to see Lao Chen, pass him the energy of the living, and cooperate with your witch dance, I think he can be saved!"

Qingmu said nothing, just listened to his nonsense quietly, and naturally understood that everyone was covering for Wang Xuan to avoid his exposure.

"Line up and enter in an orderly manner, one by one, and the time each person stays in the house ranges from one or two minutes to thirty or forty minutes, depending on their strength." Wang Xuan felt that if he lined up to go in, if he really wanted to save Lao Chen, a few minutes to dozens of minutes should be enough.

After all, the inner scene is one or two years, and the outside world may only be one minute!

"Of course, if these people just come into the house to see Lao Chen and do nothing, it's not good. It always feels like they are looking at the remains in advance. In order to be more in line with common sense, you can let them touch Lao Chen's hands or feet, and say that this is the transmission of life, and people in the field of old arts save Lao Chen together."

After hearing this, Qingmu was speechless. This young man... In order to clear himself, he pondered and thought hard, and he was really "attentive".

"Can you get me out too?" Qingmu couldn't help but speak.

"There's no way. You are his apprentice. You can't retreat at this juncture!" Wang Xuan said righteously.

"Anything else to add?" Qingmu asked him expressionlessly.

"Almost, everything is simple!" Wang Xuan waved his hand and said.

Qingmu looked at him, is this still called simplicity? How many people have been tossed to cover for you? By the way, everyone has to touch Lao Chen? He suddenly thought of this question. Lao Chen was tossed in his dying? !

Wang Xuan thought to himself: Lao Chen, don't be so particular. Even if you are touched by dozens or hundreds of people tonight, just bear it. Everything is to save you. Anyway, you are unconscious, so just go through it!

He thought of another problem. With the help of the feathered wonder, although you can enter the inner scene without triggering the supersensory state, Lao Chen's state is unclear and he is unconscious. If his spirit is not revived, can he be brought in?

In this case, he can only pass the mysterious factor through his hand and Lao Chen's physical body.

Of course, there is another possibility. Is Lao Chen pretending to be unconscious? It is not impossible. Wang Xuan had an idea earlier. What if Lao Chen is "fishing" and everything is just to wait until now? Then he really wants to... beat Lao Chen to death.

However, he is afraid that he will be beaten by Lao Chen at that time!

Wang Xuan pondered that he had to think of various possibilities. Anyway, Lao Chen must not know anything when he goes in for the first time, so he will find a way to slowly "teach" him.

"Where is the Suihou Pearl?" he asked Qingmu. He had never forgotten it and missed this treasure.

"It's too precious. It's in my arms." Qingmu said, taking out a jade box.

It was not far away from him. At such a close distance, Wang Xuan did not sense the mysterious factor. He was very disappointed and did not want to look at it again. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, put it away. It must be a fake."

Qingmu still opened the jade box, revealing a white pearl, shining brightly, quite dazzling.

"Maybe it's a good thing from ancient times, but it's definitely not authentic." Wang Xuan said.

The legendary Suihou Pearl was engraved with scriptures by the pre-Qin alchemists and has a mythological color, but the thing in front of him can only be regarded as an ancient artifact, or a normal treasure, and has nothing to do with mythology.

"How do you know it's fake?" Qingmu didn't believe him.

"I'm an archaeologist!" Wang Xuan didn't explain much.

The official rescue activity for Lao Chen was about to begin. When Qingmu went out to explain the situation to a group of people who practiced the old art and needed "unity", the group of people were very excited and willing.

Wang Xuan sighed, rubbed the black bone in his hand, and then stroked the broken bone that was as white as jade, hoping that it would go smoothly and not cause any trouble.

Qingmu had talked to everyone, and when he came back, he saw him stroking the two bones of unclear origin, and he suddenly felt dizzy and even a little numb on his scalp.

"Don't you feel creepy? And, will you really invite some ghosts and gods in a while?" Qingmu asked in a low voice.

Wang Xuan said, "Old Qing, if you can't speak, don't speak again. Don't think that the two bones are not sacred now. What were they in the past? One piece may be the hand bone of a fairy, and the other piece may be the leg bone of a fairy."

Qingmu glanced at him and said, "Are you disrespectful to the two fairies by touching them like this?"

After hearing what he said, Wang Xuan really couldn't do it. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Let's save Lao Chen!"

This night is destined to be sleepless. The life-saving activity begins with unity!

In the hall, Lao Chen is very stable, surrounded by flowers, lying motionless on the bed. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, all kinds of antiques are placed in the room, among which the Suihou Pearl is placed on the top of Lao Chen's head to protect his life with this peaceful treasure.

People lined up in an orderly manner to enter the venue. Some shed tears, and some sobbed. It looked like an early memorial service for Lao Chen.

Qingmu was very attentive and kept dancing the witch dance there, sweating.

Finally, it was Wang Xuan's turn to enter the scene. Looking at Lao Chen lying there, he was quite emotional. It was not easy for him to be a protector of the Tao. Finally, he approached the main person without showing off.

Which strange object should he use first? Wang Xuan hesitated for a while, because the tempers of the immortals were different. If he met a too fierce one right away, he would also feel pressured.

In the end, he decided to start with the charred bone that was struck by lightning. After all, it came from a small Taoist temple, and the inside of the bone was golden, peaceful and holy.

However, when he squeezed it hard, trying to make a gap and release the rich mysterious factor, he couldn't squeeze it open. It was too hard.

This was really unexpected!

Wang Xuan saw the black long sword next to Lao Chen at a glance. This thing was definitely a mysterious ancient object with a great origin. He took it and used it. With a sound of "chi", it was really sharp and scratched a vague mark on the black bone.

No need for a deep cut, this is enough!

In an instant, a thick mysterious substance surged out, and the inner scene opened up. Others could not see it, but Wang Xuan suddenly found the empty and quiet place.

At the same time, he also saw a brilliant sword light piercing the whole world, and a peerless beauty crossed the sky, as gorgeous and sacred as a fairy from outer space!