Chapter 891 This is not your ancestral spirit


Chapter 891 This is not your ancestral spirit

The sky above Yandu is filled with light and beauty, but it also contains the ultimate killing intent.

The interweaving sounds of piano and flute seemed to cause tsunamis, landslides, and thousands of armies. The music was so exciting that the blood of everyone who heard it was boiling. If the people in Yandu City were not already asleep, just hearing this music, It can drive them into madness.

When Hoya was in it, she felt pressure from all directions. Those notes were invisible, but they were actually like sharp blades, cutting into her spirit and spiritual power.

She snorted coldly and waved the bone staff again. The ghosts condensed by her witchcraft suddenly erupted into an even stronger and shrill sound, trying to break through the shackles of the music.

However, Dong Qianran's wise sword followed him like a shadow and arrived suddenly.

The virtuous sword opens and closes widely. There is no particularly exquisite swordsmanship, but it is extremely upright.

The sword of a gentleman is dignified, square and round. Each sword is made horizontally, vertically and circularly with extreme precision, which coincides with the principles of heaven.

"I am silent...weird power and chaos!"

Dong Qianran said in a shocked voice, with a flick of the virtuous sword, she swung away the countless ghosts summoned by Hoyaer!

Ling Junjie's Tai Chi vortex was even more powerful, constantly swallowing up the ghost energy floating around him, preventing it from condensing into shape, greatly reducing the pressure on others.

The cooperation between Yang Ling and Ping Xiaoyan is also flawless.

The two of them, one deprived of perception, and the other blocked the space, made Hoyaer feel like he was in an isolated and desperate situation.

Her movements began to become sluggish, and every breath became heavy. This was a sign that her five senses were deprived and her spiritual power was suppressed.

But of course the great shaman cannot be suppressed so easily.

"Humph, that's all you have?"

Hoyaer sneered: "Try this!"

She held the bone staff tightly in her right hand and began to draw in the air with her left hand.

A huge totem took shape behind her. Different from those gloomy ghosts, the totem she summoned this time exuded an ancient and wild aura, which was similar to the green light in the Ancestral Spirit Hall. Somewhat similar.

After the totem took shape, it began to circulate faintly, emitting bursts of chanting.

The chanting sound was very split and strange... On the one hand, it was like the singing voice of the worshipers of the ancient tribe. It was desolate, distant, calm, and ethereal, and seemed to be communicating with the heaven and earth.

But on the other hand, the chanting sound is superimposed with gloomy and strange words like the howling of ghosts and wolves, making people feel like they are falling into the Nine Nether Purgatory.

As soon as the chanting started, Gongyang Xunyan was the first one to be unable to hold on, and the jade flute in his hand exploded on the spot!

The fragments of the jade flute pricked his face and hands, and blood immediately flowed out. He screamed in pain.

Not only him, Yang Ling and Ping Xiaoyan also quickly died.

Yang Ling had been trying to deprive Hoyaer of her five senses, but as the totem appeared and the chant sounded, she suddenly screamed, covered her face, and fell from the sky in pain!

“Senior Sister Yang!”

Ping Xiaoyan was shocked.

“Jiejiejie...she was bitten back!” Hoyaer said with a sinister smile.

Ping Xiaoyan did not dare to neglect, and turned around to catch Yang Ling, but the next moment, Cai Die, who was under her control just now, suddenly rolled back!

She had just caught Yang Ling when those colorful butterflies immediately surrounded the two of them, spinning faster than before. The breathing of Ping Xiaoyan and Yang Ling instantly became rapid and painful. .

"I'm coming!"

Ling Haojie shouted, transformed into the breeze, and flew towards him. The chanting didn't seem to have much impact on him, but he was involved in that Among the group of colorful butterflies, Tai Chi Liang Yi's light and color flowed, trying to resolve the two people's skills that were guided and counterattacked by Hoyaer.

Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Dong Qianran's expression became stern.

She lowered her head and looked down, and looked at each other with her eldest grandson Jiansu.

The eldest grandson nodded when he saw Su.

The next moment, she picked up Zhenqin, and her figure rose into the air and came to Dong Qianran's side.

“Jianzhen!”

Changsun Jiansu shouted, and his hands suddenly plucked Jianzhen’s piano. An unprecedented sound surged out like a tide, and the sound was no longer there. It's harp music, but it's turned into chanting like a bell.

Hoyaer can sing, and so can she.

However, this chanting sound is the interpretation of countless great Confucian scholars debating scriptures, and every word is a pearl, all of which are the principles of heaven and humanity.

At the same time, Dong Qianran made a sword finger with her side and touched the Xian sword!

The sword energy flowed and whirled, turning into countless ink characters.

If you look closely at these ink characters, you will find that they actually match the Confucian characters that Changsun Jiansu popped up!

Qiluo Palace is one of the Six Arts of Confucianism that has been passed down to this day. It comes from the same source as Dong Qianran’s Confucianism and Taoism. The two are harmonized with the divine sword and the divine harp, just like water and milk blending together without any hindrance!

Confucianism and calligraphy turned into a torrent and swept towards Hoyaer.

The totem behind Hoyaer felt threatened, and the chanting suddenly became shrill and harsh. Those sinister words were like substance, turning into black sharp blades to welcome the joint efforts of Dong Qianran and Changsun Jiansu. One blow.

However, just when the black sharp blade and the Confucian words were about to collide, Changsun Jiansu suddenly changed the rhythm of the piano sound.

Her fingers danced on the piano, and the sound suddenly became high-pitched and passionate, like thousands of horses galloping, or like a river bursting its banks. Those dull Confucian words also instantly changed into the angry rebuke of the great Confucians. Drink!

The ink characters formed by the sword energy of the Xianjian changed at the same time, and the speed towards Hoyaer became rapid at the same time. This sudden change stopped Hoyaer's totem chant, and those black sharp blades seemed to have lost their direction and were hovering in the air.

"This is..."

Hoyaer's face changed drastically!

She was once a member of Qiluo Palace and received all the inheritance from Qiluo Palace, but she had never seen such methods!

Of course, with her intelligence, she can naturally guess the key.

Qiluo Palace and Zhangjian Academy have joined forces, presumably to obtain some older and more distant Confucian inheritance from Zhangjian Academy...

"Confucianism... actually has such methods!"

Hoyaer gritted his teeth.

She tried to regain control of the totem, but Changsun Jiansu's music and Confucianism were like an invisible net, tightly binding her connection with the totem. Dong Qianran's sword energy ink characters are like sharp blades, constantly cutting the power of the totem, gradually weakening it.

“We can’t go on like this…”

Hoyaer looked stunned: "This is my place, how dare you do this!"

"Ancestral spirit!"

She shouted loudly, with determination and piety in her voice: "Help me expel these foreigners!"

As she shouted, the blue light soaring into the sky from the Ancestral Spirit Hall seemed to tremble slightly.

Dong Qianran and Changsun Jiansu both looked at each other slightly.

But... the green light only trembled for a moment and then stopped moving.

“What?!”

Hoyaer was shocked. She never expected that the power of the Ancestral Spirit Palace would reject her at this time!

“It seems that that is not your ancestral spirit.”

Dong Qianran curled her lips and sneered.

"Absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Hoyaer was so angry that the veins on his forehead were beating wildly, but Xianjian and Jianzhenqin suppressed them at the same time, and with the cooperation of two powerful men in the cave world, even if It was her, and she couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Unconsciously, the Confucian rebuke resounding in the sky completely suppressed the chanting from the totem.

Those ink characters are also densely packed and walking around the totem, eating away at the totem little by little.

“Confucius said, there is no distinction between teaching and distinction.”

Dong Qianran said lightly: "Hoya'er, from now on, you will be my Confucian disciple!"

Hoya'er roared furiously, but still could not completely break free...

But None of them noticed that there was a slight change in the Ancestral Spirit Hall.

Just when Hoyaer summoned the power of the ancestral spirit to help, the green light flickered slightly.

During the brief sway, Ayiguli, who was lying on the ground, slowly woke up.

She sat up with some confusion and looked up at the sky.

"That's... the great shaman? Is he being besieged?"

"Who are those other people?"

"Why is this happening?"

“Is it because of me?”

"Is it because... Master Shaman asked me to do something?"

Ayiguli's eyes filled with doubts: "What exactly did he ask me to do?!"

She lowered her head and looked at the Fang of the Ancestral Bear in her hand.

This bear tooth still resonates with the Eye of the Ancestral Spirit, maintaining the blue light that reaches the sky.

“Did Master Shaman lie to me?”

"Could it be that what I did...is not good for Yi country?"

All the doubts in Ayiguli's heart only flashed through in an instant.

This moment of confusion was enough for her to subconsciously let go.

Then, the ancestral bear’s teeth clattered to the ground.

As a result, the resonance between the bear's teeth and the eyes of the ancestral spirits... disappeared.

(End of this chapter)

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