When Duan Ziyu heard this, he couldn't help but take a breath. As a modern man, he naturally knew what would happen if he went crazy. Fortunately, he was awakened by Reimu at the last moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Duan Ziyu looked at Lingmeng gratefully: "Thank you, Lingmeng, if it weren't for you, I'd probably have..."
Lingmeng shook her head: "No, it should be me who is sorry. I knew that your foundation was not stable, so I was supposed to protect you, but something almost happened." After a pause, she added, "You should stop cultivating demons for the time being.
, let’s solidify the foundation first, and by the way, you can cultivate yourself as a god. It just so happens that you have to save people in a while, and praying for living beings can only be used by those who are cultivating gods.”
Duan Ziyu nodded, immediately stopped practicing and followed Lingmeng's guidance to stabilize his cultivation. After about an hour, the manic impulse finally disappeared completely.
Later, Lingmeng told Duan Ziyu the method of cultivating gods, and Duan Ziyu did as he was told. This time, unlike cultivating demons, he did not need Lingmeng's guidance. The abundant spiritual energy in his body was enough for him to complete the foundation of cultivating gods.
By constantly introducing spiritual energy into his brain, Duan Ziyu could clearly feel that his mind was becoming clearer and his thinking was becoming more and more active. It seemed that questions that originally took a long time to answer could now be answered in just a few minutes.
This is the effect of spiritual cultivation. Developing the spirit and brain and making one's thinking more flexible are the most basic effects.
Half an hour later, Duan Ziyu finally succeeded in building the foundation. With the spiritual energy accumulated from cultivating demons as a foundation, he directly passed the most difficult early stage and could already use some basic spells. Although the prayer for living beings is not yet available, as long as he does it in the future,
After a few days of consolidating your cultivation, there will be no problem if you want to use living beings to pray.
At that moment, Lingmeng taught Duan Ziyu the technique of spiritual attack. It only took Duan Ziyu ten minutes to master this move, and he couldn't wait to try it on the big cup not far away.
"Spiritual attack!"
Following Duan Ziyu's powerful shout, a ball of light bullets was fired from his right hand. However, unlike Lingmeng, the color of his spiritual strike was much lighter. The white spiritual strike was struck by him.
After hitting it, it was almost transparent gray, and after hitting the big cup, the big cup just shook without leaving any cracks.
Seeing this scene, Duan Ziyu couldn't help but said in disappointment: "Why is it so weak?"
Lingmeng rolled his eyes at Duan Ziyu: "That's for sure. You have just started cultivating the spirit. Although you have a lot of spiritual energy, your spiritual power is still pitifully weak. The power of spiritual strikes is controlled based on spiritual power. Do you want to use spiritual strikes?
It will take at least five years of practice to break that big cup."
"Five years? I'm dizzy. I guess I can dismantle a car with my bare hands if I concentrate on cultivating demons." Duan Ziyu said depressedly. It seems that he has no talent in cultivating gods.
Lingmeng shrugged and continued to attack: "There is no way, there is too little spiritual energy in the outside world, and although this foreign land is abundant, the amount is limited, and we will leave tomorrow. Whether we can come back is another matter. It will take five years.
This is an optimistic estimate, and it may take more than ten to twenty years to practice to the point of breaking a big cup."
"...Well, it seems that I will never be a superman in this life." Duan Ziyu sighed helplessly, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a very soft voice, and couldn't help but froze, and then looked around.
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Seeing this, Lingmeng asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
Duan Ziyu pressed his hand to signal Lingmeng to be quiet, and then continued to listen. Sure enough, he heard a female voice, which seemed to be asking for help, but it was too soft and could not be heard clearly. He then said to Lingmeng: "Lingmeng, are you there?"
Didn’t you hear a woman calling for help?”
"Call for help? No, I didn't hear anything." When Lingmeng heard this, he listened tentatively, but didn't hear anything. "Did you hear it wrong?"
Duan Ziyu was silent for a while after hearing this, and then shook his head decisively: "No way, that voice has been ringing all the time, it shouldn't be an illusion." After a pause, he looked to his right, "I found it, it came from over there."
After saying that, Duan Ziyu took the lead and ran over there. Lingmeng saw this and immediately followed him.
Soon, the two of them arrived in front of a music box that was bigger than a bus. Duan Ziyu listened and found that the source of the sound was here. He hurriedly said to Lingmeng: "This is it. Lingmeng, take a look."
Lingmeng immediately listened and looked surprised. Apparently he heard the sound inside, and couldn't help but said to Duan Ziyu: "How can you hear such a soft sound from so far away?"
Duan Ziyu was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help scratching his head: "I don't know very well, maybe it's because I have cultivated demons, but you haven't."
"Cultivation of demons also has this function?" Lingmeng looked at Duan Ziyu suspiciously, but she also understood that Duan Ziyu didn't know, so she didn't continue to ask, turned to look at the music box, and flew around to look around the music box.
, after discovering that there was a seal on it, they pushed the seal open with Duan Ziyu.
As a result, the two saw two blond dolls wearing one blue and one red Western-style dresses lying inside. However, compared with the monsters they encountered before, these two were obviously much more exquisite. They were simply perfect works of art.
The appearance is not much different from that of a real girl. At first glance, if the two dolls were not only less than 40 centimeters tall, Duan Ziyu would even mistake them for real people.
Seeing these two dolls, Duan Ziyu immediately became nervous. The memory of being chased by the monster toys was still fresh in his mind, and he did not dare to relax.
However, when Lingmeng saw the two dolls, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then covered his head with a look of distress. Duan Ziyu saw this and asked Lingmeng what was wrong. Lingmeng shook his head and said nothing, staring intently.
Those two dolls.
At this moment, the doll in blue clothes groaned with pain on its face. If you listen carefully, isn't the cry for help you heard before just the same as her voice?
It seemed that this voice woke up Lingmeng. Lingmeng suddenly looked astonished and blurted out: "I remembered, this is Shanghai and Penglai!"
"Shanghai and Penglai?" Duan Ziyu was startled and said uncertainly: "Are you talking about Shanghai and Penglai in China, or are you calling the names of these two dolls?"
"These are the names of these two children. The one in blue is Shanghai, and the one in red is Penglai. They are..." After Lingmeng said this, he covered his head and frowned, "Well, I still can't remember their master.
Who are they, but I can confirm that they are residents of Gensokyo."
Duan Ziyu nodded after hearing this and took a deep look at Lingmeng. Lingmeng seemed to have recovered some memories, but only after seeing the two dolls. It seemed that Lingmeng was going to have to completely recover his past memories.
, she has to find someone she knew before. However, if her memory is completely restored, will Reimu leave him?
Thinking of this, Duan Ziyu couldn't help but be a little stunned.
At this moment, the doll in blue clothes moved her eyebrows and slowly opened her eyes. Her sapphire-like eyes looked around confusedly. She soon discovered Lingmeng and Duan Ziyu. She stared at Lingmeng for a moment and then
, couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Reimu, you are Reimu, right?"
Hearing this excited but very weak voice, Duan Ziyu's thoughts were interrupted. He and Lingmeng looked at Shanghai. Shanghai's little face was suddenly surprised and happy: "It's you indeed, great, Lingmeng."
, please save Penglai, she is dying!" At the end of the sentence, she anxiously picked up the red doll beside her.
Hearing this, Lingmeng immediately jumped into the music box to check Penglai. Duan Ziyu saw this and jumped in. When he came to Lingmeng's side, Lingmeng had already finished checking Penglai, and frowned and said: "
What happened to Shanghai and Penglai? Why are you so injured? Where is your master?"
"Horai, it's my fault that Horai became like this. We fell here after we came out of Gensokyo, and then were attacked by a group of strange things every day. Horai became like this in order to save me. Our master,
Our master..." After Shanghai spoke incoherently, he hugged his little head tightly in pain: "I can't remember, I can't remember who our master is, Lingmeng, what's going on? Mingming
The most important thing to us is the master, why did we forget her? What happened? "
Hearing this, Duan Ziyu and Ling Meng couldn't help but look at each other. They understood that Shanghai might have also lost his memory, and Penglai and Shanghai were together, most likely the same as Shanghai.
The two couldn't help but sigh. They thought they could learn something about Reimu's past and Gensokyo from the two little guys, but now it seems that this is not possible.
Looking at the painful Shanghai, Lingmeng said: "Shanghai, if you can't remember it, don't think about it. I'm the same as you, I can't remember the past." After a pause, she looked at Penglai, "It's still the case now.
Let's find a way to save Penglai first. This child's injury is not difficult to deal with. You have the ability to repair yourself, but the premise is that you have enough magic power to support it. Now Penglai has too little remaining magic power, resulting in the inability to repair itself.
Enable, is there any way you can replenish her magic power?"
Hearing this, Shanghai shook his head in distress: "No, she and I used to rely on the master to replenish our magic power. Reimu, can you replenish our magic power for Penglai?"
Reimu frowned and shook his head: "My power is spiritual power, not magic power. I can't help you." After saying this, she looked at Shanghai complicatedly. Not only Penglai, there was not much magic power left in Shanghai. Once it is used up,
, Shanghai will lose its vitality like Penglai.
Hearing this, Shanghai's little face couldn't help showing a look of despair. He lowered his head in despair and just hugged the lifeless Penglai, seeming to have accepted his fate.
Ling Meng sighed leisurely and couldn't bear to look away. His eyes were full of frustration and helplessness. He obviously felt quite remorseful and helpless for the current situation. After all, although Shanghai and Penglai were not human beings, she had finally found them.
'fellow countryman'.
Duan Ziyuzi glanced at Reimu and then at Shanghai. He didn't know how to comfort the two "girls" who were full of despair, and turned his attention to Penglai while thinking.
Looking at the delicate little face of this sleeping beauty, Duan Ziyu couldn't help but reach out and poke Penglai's cheek with strong curiosity. The soft and smooth touch made him surprised, because the other person's skin was just like a real person, and even had a temperature.
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However, before Duan Ziyu could be surprised enough, something even more shocking happened. The spiritual energy in his body suddenly flowed crazily towards Penglai through his fingers, as if his spiritual energy was being drained away.
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