Guangyan struggled slightly in Luo Si's hand, the power of the seal had been consumed a lot, allowing Guangyan to leak out the aura of the magic weapon from time to time.
This aura made Ning Zhuo feel familiar, and he immediately thought of a treasure ruler he had seen on the battlefield of the White Paper Immortal City before.
This treasure ruler was obviously thrown by the city lord of the white paper immortal city, it had wonderful power and was invincible on the battlefield!
However, later, Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin took Ning Zhuo and went directly into the winding path, going to the underworld, and did not participate in the next defensive battle.
Therefore, he did not know that the city lord's clone took this treasure ruler out of the city to chase the enemy, turning the treasure ruler into a light goose to attack Luo Si's subordinates, and as a result, he lost the treasure.
Therefore, when Ning Zhuo saw Guangyan, he felt unfamiliar, but his breath was familiar.
He looked at Ross: "Is this ......?"
Before he finished speaking, Luo Si nodded and told Ning Zhuo that this light goose was transformed by the treasure ruler. He captured and sealed it before the battle, and kept it with him.
Ning Zhuo's eyes suddenly flashed, staring at Guangyan closely.
His heart was touched by this, because the form of the wild goose made him involuntarily think of a key message--
That proverb poem!
The ghost tide is surging and the white paper is dangerous, and the solitary swan breaks the sky curtain with a candle. The guest star should shine on the north of Wenshu, and the Vientiane Light will destroy itself.
The city lord's paper man clone told Ning directly about this poem at the beginning
Clumsy, I think he is the savior in the catastrophe of the White Paper Immortal City.
Ning Zhuo has always felt the same way.
"This proverb poem is calculated by the funeral and the ghost."
"It is a prediction made to solve the disaster of the White Paper Immortal City."
"Don't forget, Lord Wangchuan was condemned by the heavens of the Yang world, so the Qi of the Yang world is likely to secretly help the funeral Youling."
"This proverb poem she made is most likely for me!"
"Maybe this is the right way for me to defeat Lord Wangchuan and destroy his century-old trick conspiracy?"
Although Ning Zhuo is not as good as a Confucian cultivator like Wen Nephrite in terms of literary literacy, his foundation is also very solid.
He was in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, soaking in the library all year round, reading all the books.
Therefore, he knew that the solitary swan often refers to the wild geese that are out of the flock, and its imagery is often seen in poetry creation. Many poets often use the sad voice of the solitary swan to express their feelings of loneliness and wandering, frustration in their careers.
This light goose doesn't fit the word "solitary swan" in the proverb poem?
After Ning Zhuo had a natural association, he said to Luo Si: "Let go of the seal a little."
Ross: ?
Just a simple guess is very superficial, and it is not enough for Ning Zhuo to command like this.
The key is that after he saw the light goose, he suddenly had a feeling in his heart, feeling that he could control this light goose!
It's amazing, this feeling is very natural, like hands and feet on the human body, there is a sense of natural confidence in control.
Luo Si's face was slightly solemn, and after thinking about it, he decided to do what Ning Zhuo said.
Although he was puzzled and felt adventurous, he thought that he had just cast himself, and he really needed to be more obedient to orders, and he thought of the gray old man.
Ross carefully exerted his strength and slightly unlocked some seals. The restraints on his body were reduced, which immediately made Guangyan lively.
Guangyan began to struggle.
The remnants of the seal began to be violently consumed by its power!
Luo Si's face quickly turned red, and he forced his mana to assist in sealing and suppressing Guangyan.
Guang Yan's struggle became more and more intense, so much so that Luo Shang couldn't hold it steadily, and his entire upper body shook.
The Qingjiao army has participated in the protection battle of the White Paper Immortal City, and they have seen with their own eyes the divine power of the Taisu loose ruler.
Just now, they had already learned the identity of Guangyan from the conversation between Luo Si and Ning Zhuo, and when they saw Guangyan struggling at this time, they all subconsciously took a big step backwards.
Ning Zhuo was bold, took the initiative to step forward, stretched out his hand to Guangyan, and handed it to Guangyan.
"Xiao Ma!" Qing Chi exclaimed, extremely concerned.
Ning Zhuo knew that if she didn't persuade Qing Chi, the latter's personality would definitely make her run over and hug her.
He turned his head to Qingchi and smiled: "Don't worry, I am the savior of the White Paper Immortal City."
Qing Chi was lost in Ning Zhuo's confident smile, and his expression hesitated: "But ......"
Her shoulders were held by Qing Yan.
Ning Zhuo turned his head, stared at the light geese, and slowly stretched out his hand, constantly shortening the distance between the two sides.
Feeling Ning Zhuo's breath, Guangyan immediately reacted, and miraculously stopped struggling, but raised his head and looked back at Ning Zhuo.
This vision made everyone present shout in unison.
Luo Si's pupils trembled slightly, raising more expectations for Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo slowly stretched out his hand, and as the distance approached, Guangyan became quieter and quieter, no longer struggling, and completely lost his previous restlessness.
Although he had more confidence in Ning Zhuo, as the main general, he was naturally thoughtful.
He was afraid that Guangyan's silence was just an appearance, but in fact he was ready to go, so he secretly accumulated strength to guard against possible crises.
Ning Zhuo's palm and Guangyan got closer and closer.
Without a doubt, it was an adventure!
Ning Zhuo's mouth was a little dry.
He had witnessed with his own eyes that the Taisu loose ruler instantly decomposed the situation of mourning and leisure performances. This treasure ruler was extremely powerful, and the Jindan monks could hardly stop a blow.
Ning Zhuo himself is just building a foundation and cultivating his own cultivation.
But no matter how uneasy he was, Ning Zhuo was always calm and calm on the surface.
"The mechanism ring is also very quiet, which shows that I am not in danger!"
Ning Zhuo continued to stretch out his palm towards Guangyan.
Guangyan took the initiative to raise his head, rubbed Ning Zhuo's palm, and let out a chirping sound.
The sound was loud, setting off a burst of white light ripples, like sound waves, quickly spreading around.
Ning Zhuo was quickly swept by the light wave and was unharmed.
Not only him, but also the nearby monks were not harmed in any way.
Ning Zhuo was overjoyed, although he didn't know why, but the smile on his face became more and more determined and confident, and he raised his voice slightly: "Sure enough, as I expected!"
Jiao Ma's father was so excited that his lips trembled.
He shouted in his heart: "The magic weapon recognizes the Lord! Such a powerful magic weapon actually took the initiative to take refuge in Jiao Ma. Nominally, isn't it my Jiao family's? It's amazing! This is great!"
Qingchi was also so excited that he clenched his fists: "Xiao Ma, you are so amazing!"
Her eyes lit up, full of admiration for Ning Zhuo.
Qing Jian frowned: "But what the hell is going on?"
Ning Zhuo knew proverbs, but he didn't know.
Ning Zhuo thought to himself: "How do I know why?"
He was hesitating whether to say a proverb poem so that it would be easier to brainstorm, but Ross had already figured it out: "I see."
Ning Zhuo was secretly stunned, but the arc outlined by the corners of his mouth enlarged, and he made a comparative gesture and looked at Luo Si: "Let's talk about it."
Luo Si subconsciously seized this opportunity to express: "Scholar Xuansu created the White Paper Immortal City, and the paper man clone of the contemporary city lord is his treasure. And this ruler is probably also left by him. Young master, since you are the savior of the White Paper Immortal City and the person chosen by the Qi of the Yang Realm, I am afraid that Scholar Xuansu has already calculated this difficulty and made many arrangements to facilitate the resolution of this disaster in the future."
When Qing Chi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Scholar Xuansu I know, he has been dead for so long, can it really be counted this long? Is it so accurate?"
Luo Si glanced at Qing Chi, and confirmed in his heart that this ghost girl was a bit naïve. Didn't you see it, didn't everyone else ask like that?
Luo Si's answer, on the one hand, was a response to Ning Zhuo and explained, and on the other hand, it was also an open conjecture, creating a space for reverie and boosting the morale and morale of the army.
Therefore, even if you have doubts about this conjecture, you should keep it in your stomach.
Qing Yan coughed and said loudly: "That's right, Master Luo Si's conjecture should be the truth!"
As Qingchi's father, he is a senior golden pill with rich life experience, and he immediately spoke out to make up for his daughter.
Jiao Ma's biological father was so excited that not only his lips trembled, but also his body trembled.
He fell into reverie again: "My family's Jiao Ma is the great savior, let the treasure of Xuansu Scholar take the initiative to vote. Then if you say that, the White Paper Immortal City is also left by Scholar Xuansu and his treasure."
"My family Jiao Ma should also master the White Paper Immortal City, at least he must have this qualification!"
"If one day, Jiao Ma becomes the city lord of the White Paper Immortal City, then wouldn't our Jiao family ......"
Jiao Ma's biological father thought about it and his scalp went numb.
It's numb, it's numb.
Hearing this conversation from the top management, the entire Qingjiao Army became noisy and discussed.
According to Luo Si's expectations, the military morale of the Qingjiao Army was extremely stable, morale was rising, and the military strength it could provide was also soaring.
Ning Zhuo's eyes shook.
Ross's answer allowed him to make up for the missing key information, suddenly
Knowing the real reason.
"I was awarded the position of deputy city lord by the white paper city lord."
"Although it was almost an honor in the White Paper Immortal City before, and there was not much actual power, it was also real, and it was not false."
"Now it seems that the Taisu loose ruler is a relic because of the position of the deputy city lord, so it can also be controlled by me."
Ning Zhuo thought of the paper man clone of the white paper city lord again.
"That is also very likely, it is the treasure of the Xuansu scholar, but it was obtained by the city lord."
Thinking about the reason, Ning Zhuo turned to face the Qingjiao army and shouted: "That's right"
"I am the White Paper Immortal City, no, I am the savior of the entire Yin Tide Black Marsh! He is the son of the heavens in the human world, and he is the greatest human calamity of the Lord of Wangchuan!"
"Even if Lord Wangchuan is the king of the underworld, so what?"
"He did the opposite and caused the suffering of the people, and the hundred years of planning were only for his own selfishness!"
"Such an evil person is bound to fail miserably."
"We are the righteous teachers, and we will definitely win!"
Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to boost morale.
The whole army cheers!
At this moment, Ning Zhuo's prestige in the Qingjiao army skyrocketed.
Everyone was extremely excited and reached a consensus - this must be a legendary battle that will be widely praised and circulated for at least a hundred years in the future. And my group not only witnessed it with my own eyes, but also participated in it myself. What a glorious thing!
Ross exhaled a breath of turbidity, which also doubled his confidence.
If he wanted to add a seal, he would have to pay a huge price. Now he has just killed Master Hanyan and is in poor condition. Saving this effort gave him more confidence for the next key battle.
Guangyan completely broke away from the seal and flew around Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo tried to throw his consciousness and easily controlled it.
"Go." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the churning miasma in front of him.
Guangyan was very obedient, flapping his wings and crashing into the turbid miasma. Wherever they went, the turbid air was rolling endlessly, and they were all separated.
However, the turbidity is analyzed and separated, and it is still turbid.
The light goose flew around and returned to Ning Zhuo.
The turbidity was only analyzed by it to be lighter, and then quickly turned into rich, rolling endlessly, repeating the old view.
Everyone's hopes of climbing to the extreme were disappointed, and they all let out disappointed sighs.
Ning Zhuo, who had his back to the Qing Jiao Army, was under pressure at the moment!
He frowned and stared at Guangyan to check.
I saw that the body of the light goose was much darker, and the outer body, which was originally solid and lifelike, had become thin and transparent, and the shape of the treasure ruler in my heart was faintly visible.
"According to what Luo Si said, the form of the light goose at this time is a spell condensed by the city lord's clone consuming mana."
"The mana invested by the city lord's clone at one time, no matter how much, is limited."
"I just flew back from a circle, and I'm afraid I can only use the remaining mana again
Move once."
Ning Zhuo was keenly aware of the current situation and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "My cultivation is still too weak!"
He only had foundation building cultivation.
Relying on excellent levers such as military strength, internal organs, and spiritual techniques, and relying on the strong foundation of the body and soul, it can pry up the combat power of the primordial infant level.
This was quite exaggerated and rare, but in the end, it was still dragged down by cultivation.
There really can't be helped.
If you want to blame, blame Ning Zhuo for being too young and not having enough time to practice.
It is also to blame the three sects for being too good, and the three dantian initiates have also greatly slowed down the speed.
Ning Zhuo's forehead was oozing with sweat.
There was only one last chance left, and he had to seize it!
Fortunately, he is not completely cable-free.
He remembered the proverb poem again - the ghost tide is surging and the white paper is dangerous, and the solitary swan breaks the sky with a candle. The guest star should shine on the north of Wenshu, and the Vientiane Light will destroy itself.
"The solitary swan holds the candle and breaks the curtain of the sky......"
"Gu Hong, I know, it's Guangyan. This curtain ...... Isn't it the turbid miasma in front of me?"
"Only by holding a candle can you break the curtain of the sky, this ......"
"Candle?"
"Where is the candle?"
"How can I have a candle?"
"Wait!"
"I seem to have it."
Thinking of this, Ning Zhuo's divine sea suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his heart beat faster and beat several times.
He didn't have it himself, but the funeral music and the musician once used the Guiji Qu Jing Candle!
In the previous defense battle of the White Paper Immortal City, Mourning Youling opened the south city gate, and used the Guiji Curved Path Candle to penetrate the space, forming a winding path and teleporting in a lot of powerful combat power.
This once posed a huge threat to the defenders, making the White Paper Immortal City surrounded by danger.
Tie Guzheng, Ning Zhuo, Qing Jiaojun, Wen Nephrite, etc. went all out to stabilize the situation. In the end, the main body of the White Paper Immortal City City took action and released the Taisu loose ruler, which dispersed foreign enemies such as Funeral and Youling.
The candle that burned only a small half of the candle was also separated - the candle and wick were separated, and the candle flame was extinguished.
The next moment, in full view of everyone, Ning Zhuo reached into the storage bag and took out a small half of the wickless candle body.
The candle body of the Guiji Qujing Candle is square, resembling a shrunken coffin. The whole body is about nine inches long, and now only four inches remain.
The coffin lid and the coffin body are tightly sealed.
The four surfaces of the candle body are engraved with pictures of hundred ghosts carrying coffins.