荒墟牧神 - 第1477章 兩強相遇之局 - 錦書坊

Wei Suifeng and the others had no idea what had befallen them inside the Pixiang Hall, but Shen Mu was gnashing his teeth—clearly he had come off the worse for it. Shen Mu told them the location of Yujing City. While examining the Lame Elder's injuries, he said, "You go on ahead. Send the Pixiang Hall into Yujing City. The moment you trigger the seal upon it, leave at once—do not linger for even a moment." "Rest assured. I have been there before. Though I never reached its deepest recesses, I know something of its layout." Shu Jun said swiftly, "With me leading the way, there should be no mishap." Wei Suifeng put away the Pixiang Hall and departed swiftly with him. Shen Mu took out medicinal ingredients and refined elixirs, which he fed to the Lame Elder. The old man's breath was feeble and listless; carrying Shen Mu through the seal of the Pixiang Hall had damaged his life force and injured his very source, and only after Shen Mu's treatment did he improve somewhat. But to return to his peak condition would still require a period of recuperation. Shen Mu refined more elixirs, sorted them by type, and handed them to Granny Zhu, telling her when to administer each to the Lame Elder. Granny Zhu was astonished, but then saw Shen Mu take out the Glazed Azure Heaven Banner and give it to Yan'er, and then summon forth the souls of the Southern Emperor, the Ming Emperor, and others from his vertical eye, entrusting them to the care of Lan Yutian and Xu Shenghua. Granny Zhu was startled. She hurriedly pulled Shen Mu aside and said anxiously, "Shen'er, don't frighten me. Did you suffer an incurable injury inside the hall?" Shen Mu shook his head. "I fell into a trap. Granny, for the next few days I must remain in dream, using the Buddhist dharma to resist the invasion of the Primordial Sage of the Miluo Palace. You must guard me. If you see all of me within the dream reciting sutras..." He hesitated, then took out the divine bow and handed it to Granny Zhu, saying through gritted teeth, "Then shoot my primordial spirit dead!" Granny Zhu's expression changed drastically. She flung the divine bow aside. Shen Mu said hurriedly, "Even if my primordial spirit is shot dead, I won't die. I can reconstruct my soul—at worst I'll lose my primordial spirit's cultivation and start over. But if the Primordial Sage of the Miluo Palace borrows my power and escapes from the Pixiang Hall, I fear even the Ten Heavenly Venerables joining hands could not stop him! Granny, when the time comes, you must shoot my primordial spirit dead. Do not hesitate!" Granny Zhu's face was complicated. Silently she picked up the divine bow and handed it to the Blind Elder. He took it, pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "I cannot do it." He wanted to pass the bow to the Silent Craftsman, but the Silent Craftsman also shook his head. "I cannot bring myself to harm the child I raised..." "Let me do it." Granny Zhu snatched back the divine bow, drew a long breath, and said with absolute resolve, "I was the one who picked Shen'er up all those years ago. It's better that I do it myself. I have a hard heart!" She panted heavily a few times—clearly her heart was not as hard as she claimed. Shen Mu said to Lan Yutian, "Whether to merge with your own remnant soul is a decision only you can make. No one else can make it for you." Lan Yutian hesitated, then nodded. Yan'er took away the soul of the Southern Emperor, the Vermilion Bird. Mother and daughter had finally reunited, and naturally they had much to say to each other. Only the Ming Emperor's soul drifted over this unfamiliar land, somewhat bewildered. "Where is this? Didn't I die?" He looked up at the heavens and down at the earth—this world was so utterly unfamiliar. He did not even know how long he had been dead, nor why he had come here. "You must not leave this place!" A little girl blocked his way, looking up at him, her voice clear and pleasant. "This is the Hundred Thousand Holy Mountains, a place the Ghost Cap