Heavenly Master raises ghosts daily

The palace was very dark, only the bright lights on both sides brought a little brightness.

Under the dim light, the throne inlaid with gold and precious stones on the high platform in the distance glows like a bright pearl. Under the mutual reflection of the throne and the light, the hideous ghosts on both sides of the hall are even more distorted and terrifying.

Lu Changsheng looked at Lu Ping silently, he wanted to ask something, but stopped talking because of the sadness in Lu Ping's eyes.

Lu Ping is concealing, and he is also avoiding some things from happening.

"What can you do, let's try it as soon as possible, time is running out." Lu Changsheng said, he finally gave up asking.

There was a flash of happiness in Lu Ping's eyes, but it turned into a deeper worry. If his method is useless, how will he coax Changsheng next?

I'm afraid there is no other way.

"Changsheng, if one day you want to give your life because of some people..."

"Are you worried that I will sacrifice myself to save people?" Lu Changsheng asked with a smile before Lu Ping finished speaking.

Lu Ping was taken aback and didn't finish his sentence, but the expression in his eyes was certain.

Lu Changsheng laughed, "Lu Ping, I'm not a saint. Those who save people are done by great benevolent people, I'm not. I just want to live well." He whispered, but the hand by his side was invisible to Lu Ping. The place is slowly clenched.

Hearing what Lu Changsheng said, Lu Ping's expression didn't improve, he was still nervous, his lips were slightly parted, and he wanted to say something, but the evil spirits around him suddenly let out a nasty roar, and following their rough voices, Lu Changsheng came out of it. A crisp sound was heard.

Following the sound, Lu Changsheng squinted his eyes to see more clearly. On the wrists and necks of the evil spirits, the chains were tied to each other, and the chains controlled them together.

But now, the evil spirit is struggling violently, his mood is fluctuating, and black air is emitting from his body. The originally transparent and inconspicuous chains can no longer hide their traces at this moment. Not broken.

The evil spirits are still rushing outward, as long as a chain is broken, they can leave this dark cellar, flee to the human world, and do whatever they want.

He took out three charms from his pocket, and placed the three charms at the place where the chain was about to break. A new chain appeared. The broken hair in front of Changsheng's forehead was blown up, and a golden light flashed in his pupils under the hair.

This spell can only temporarily stabilize the chain, if you want to solve it completely, it depends on Lu Ping's method.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Lu Changsheng turned his head to look at Lu Ping, "Lu Ping, what is your solution?"

Lu Ping said that there are other ways and Lu Changsheng will listen to him, but if Lu Ping's so-called other ways are useless, he can find other solutions in time.

Lowering his eyes, Lu Ping didn't speak. How can there be any other way for this kind of thing?Wei Yuyang closed them to a dead end, and the solution was nothing more than exchanging lives for lives.

Pursing his lips, Lu Ping took a deep look at Lu Changsheng, he suddenly smiled, and then slowly took the Yanxuan Sword from Lu Changsheng's hand.

As soon as his fingers touched the Yanxuan sword, the blade trembled slightly as if to repel Lu Ping, but as Lu Ping injected his own ghost energy, the Yanxuan sword stabilized, and even let out a mournful sword cry, as if it was telling something.

Hearing the mournful sound beside his ears, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but frowned, his eyes were a little swaying, and he suddenly saw another scene in the palace and darkness.

The surrounding area was fiery red, and the heat could be felt on the cheeks. There was a high platform in front of him, which seemed to be a sword casting platform. There was a person wearing a black court dress with his back facing Lu Changsheng. He was not tall, like a child.

The child held a sword in his hand. The ruby ​​on the hilt was dim and buried in ashes. The child straightened his back, and quickly cut his palm with the edge of the sword that had just been sharpened.

Following the boy's actions for no reason, Lu Changsheng's heart ached. Something flowed from his heart. The blood in front of his eyes spread across the blade of the sword. The blade was like a greedy monster, sucking the blood in the boy's hand insatiably. Blood, the boy's body trembled, but the ruby ​​on the hilt became more and more colorful, and finally a soft sound resounded through the sword casting platform.

Yan Xuanjian is alive.

Lu Changsheng didn't know why he suddenly saw such a scene, but when the phantom-like scene disappeared, in front of Lu Changsheng, Lu Ping held the Yanxuan sword, and cut through it with the rusty blade without frowning. the palm of your hand.

He can touch everything in the world, except that he can't be seen by others, but Lu Ping is still outside the rules, he can't hurt mortals, and the mortal world won't hurt him, but now the rusty Yanxuan sword can be easily slashed After opening Lu Ping's palm, fresh blood flowed out, covering the entire blade in an instant.

Lu Changsheng's nose was full of blood, and without waiting for Lu Ping to do anything, Lu Changsheng stepped up to him, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, pressed tightly on the wound on Lu Ping's palm, and said sharply: "You What are you doing? Are you crazy?!"

As Lu Ping's blood flowed out, the originally peaceful evil spirits on both sides were in turmoil again. They struggled, howled, and rushed forward again and again. Every evil spirit was thinking about Lu Ping and howling, as if trying to break free , Swallowed Lu Ping into his belly.

"Looking at me like this, what's on your mind?" Facing the anxious Lu Changsheng, Lu Ping could still laugh. He slowly took away Lu Changsheng's handkerchief, and continued to put his palm on the Yanxuan Sword. The ruby ​​shone red.

"What do you mean?" Lu Changsheng was stunned, feeling a sense of absurdity in his heart. He wanted to move closer to Lu Ping, but found that he couldn't move. Lu Ping didn't know when he had trapped him with a spell. There was no other way, Lu Changsheng gritted his teeth and raised his voice, "Lu Ping, don't think that I will be worried or sad for you! No, I have nothing to do with you whether you live or die!"

"Heh..." Lu Ping laughed in a low voice, and exerted more force on his hand. The wound on his palm could already see the bones, but he didn't seem to notice it. Looking at Lu Changsheng, he could still bend his eyebrows, "It's enough, as long as you have a moment I feel distressed, as long as your eyes are looking at me for a moment, Changsheng, I feel reconciled."

"Lu Ping, if you die! I will definitely forget you! Definitely!"

"I thought so too at the beginning." Lu Ping said softly. He was bloody and didn't want to get too close to Lu Changsheng. Now that his hands were bloody, he couldn't even touch Lu Changsheng's cheek. He didn't want to make himself dirty.

"I want to forget too, but it's 2000, and I can't forget it until I drive myself crazy." Lu Ping said, not telling Lu Changsheng how miserable his life was, but just stating the facts.

However, Lu Ping's words made Lu Changsheng's heart skip a beat, a guess appeared in his mind, he frowned, Lu Changsheng moved his body vividly, but he still didn't move a bit.

Lu Changsheng could only look at Lu Ping's increasingly pale face, his head began to ache, and various complicated scenes followed one after another, Lu Changsheng only felt that his head was about to explode.

"Ding——" There was a dull bell ringing next to my ear, and all the images and sounds fell silent. Lu Changsheng opened his eyes, and tears flowed down his face. Lu Ping and Lu Changsheng were mistaken from the very beginning.

"Yan Xuan, I—" Lu Changsheng raised his voice and wanted to speak to Lu Ping, but as soon as those two words came out, Lu Ping was stunned.

"Changsheng..." He couldn't believe what he heard, even the hand holding Yan Xuanjian trembled.

It's just that there's no time here to catch up with them.

Wei Entropy Yang reappeared in black air, and he let out a "Jie Jie" laugh from his throat, "Have you declined for so long and still haven't settled down?" Wei Entropy raised his hand, and the spell on Lu Changsheng's body shattered, He ignored Wei Entropy Yang who was on the side, but ran to Lu Ping's side, holding a handkerchief and pressing Lu Ping's wound.

Naturally, the Yanxuan sword was also in Lu Changsheng's hands, but he just put away the Yanxuan sword, and made no other moves.

Seeing Lu Changsheng's every move, his eyes shifted to Lu Ping's face, Wei Entropy sneered, "If you want to be the savior, it depends on whether you are worthy or not. You want to imitate my king with a broken sword? Wishful thinking!"

"Yan Xuan." Lu Changsheng pressed the wound tightly with a handkerchief, his eyes full of worry.

From these clear eyes, Lu Ping seemed to see the young king from 2000 years ago. He didn't even bother to pay attention to Wei Yuyang's provocation. Lu Ping whispered: "King..."

Lu Changsheng was in a trance, he could only randomly remember that he was Lu Ping, and Lu Ping was Yan Xuan. After the spell was undone, he came to Lu Ping without even thinking about it. In a moment of impatience, he called out the word Yan Xuan, but why was he Lu Ping? , why Lu Ping is Yan Xuan...

A trace of bewilderment flashed across Lu Changsheng's eyes.

Seeing the change in the expression of the person in front of him, Lu Ping was a little disappointed and at the same time he was relieved. What he was disappointed was that Lu Changsheng still didn't think of him; but fortunately, Lu Changsheng didn't think of anything, so he wouldn't say goodbye to him. Just like 2000 years ago, he died for the so-called righteousness.

Seeing Lu Changsheng excitedly shouting Yan Xuan and rushing towards Lu Ping, Wei Entropy looked a little excited and flustered, but the next moment he saw Lu Changsheng's bewildered expression, the smile on Wei Entropy's face became more obvious.

"So I haven't remembered yet." Shaking his head helplessly, Wei Entropy sighed strangely, "Time is fate, even if you want to replace Yan Xuan with your body, it is useless, you are a lowly sword spirit, How can it compare to the royal family of Langji Kingdom."

"You!" When Lu Ping heard Wei Entropy Yang's words, his first reaction was not to refute, but to subconsciously look at Lu Changsheng. Lu Changsheng frowned slightly. Yan Xuan is the sword spirit, the sword spirit of Yanxuan Sword... He I seem to have heard somewhere that the Yanxuan Sword belongs to him...

In a place that neither Lu Ping nor Lu Changsheng could see, outside the museum, the sun had already set, and the last bit of light and shadow disappeared, and the whole city became dark. The throne collapsed in an instant, the debris was scattered, and a light blue halo broke away, floating in the air, and finally landed in Wei Yuyang's palm.

"King." Holding the light blue halo in his hand, he looked inside carefully, and could still see the blurred image displayed in the center of the halo.

Wei Entropy escaped from the black mist, and he walked towards Lu Changsheng step by step. As he advanced, the evil spirits on both sides struggled violently, and the spell Lu Changsheng used to control them before could hardly hold on.

Lu Ping originally wanted to restrict Wei Entropy Yang's progress, but the evil spirits on both sides were too entangled. While resisting the evil spirits, Lu Ping restrained Wei Entropy Yang with a spell. He missed for a while. In front of Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng was using spells to continue to strengthen the chain, and he had no time to take into account the changes around him. When he realized it, Wei Entropy was already standing in front of him.

"King, you should wake up." Wei Entropy said in a low voice. He held the light blue halo in his heart to the top of Lu Changsheng's head, and when he let go, the halo seemed to find its owner, and it easily fell into Lu Changsheng's mind.

Lu Changsheng wanted to retreat, but the speed of the halo was even faster. After the halo disappeared, there was a roar in Lu Changsheng's mind, and then it slowly became clear. Going back to 2000 years ago, he saw the killing field and saw corpses everywhere. When the blood flowed like a river.

Above the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, Lu Ping, the king of Langji 2000 years ago, has loose eyes and fragmented aura.

He loosened Lu Ping's hand early on, and Lu Changsheng also took the opportunity to take back the Yanxuan Sword. He opened his eyes, and saw the familiar face with one side of his eyes, and raised his lips unconsciously. His eyes were alienated and indifferent, only when he saw that person, the fire in his eyes lit up, and the whole person became alive.

"Changsheng..." Seeing all the changes in Lu Changsheng, Lu Ping's heart flickered, and Lu Changsheng's eyes told him that his king had returned, but his words did not change for a while.

Looking at Lu Ping, Lu Changsheng also curled the corners of his lips. He opened his lips and wanted to say something, but the evil spirits on both sides were restless. They frowned and raised one hand with five fingers spread, and then pressed down. His mouthpiece was locked, and he lost his voice in an instant.

The space became quiet, and Lu Changsheng withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and then said, "Long time no see, I kept you waiting for me, Yan Xuan."