Although Yuyuan Immortal Master majored in music, as he told Shen Qiqi at the apprenticeship ceremony, he also dabbled in the art of talisman and seal script.
A little dabbling is his modest way of saying it.
In fact, Immortal Yu Yuan's cultivation level in Talisman and Seal Script, not to mention how top-notch it is, is enough to establish a sect if taken alone.
He also knew the dangers of using the regeneration spell.
Shen Qiqi had just finished objecting, and Immortal Lord Yuyuan followed suit to persuade Qiongcang.
"If time goes back a little further, before you go to Canglang Sea, you have to use the regeneration spell, which is not a bad idea. But now...with all due respect, Qiongtian, your current state is not Suitable for using the regeneration spell."
Yuyuan Xianzun said.
He looked at Wu Qiongcang, his expression solemn and worried.
Playing chess can best reflect a person's mood.
Just now he was playing chess with Wu Qiongcang, and he could clearly feel the fluctuation and restlessness in the opponent's state of mind.
Yuyuan Xianzun felt that Wu Qiongcang's restlessness was most likely related to the trip to Canglang Sea.
And what is there in Canglang Sea?
In addition to countless lonely wild ghosts, there are also the Zhenwu Emperor and Wu Qiongcang's master who live there.
As long as Emperor Zhenwu is involved, Wu Qiongcang will definitely be in a state of confusion.
If you dare to use the regeneration spell when your mood is unstable, it is no different from running on the tip of a knife with your head in your hands.
Therefore, Immortal Master Yuyuan seemed to be persuading, but his opposition was conveyed very clearly, and he just had to write the words "Wu Qiongcang, you are looking for death" in big characters on his forehead.
Wu Qiongcang was still staring at the dark head. His usual laziness and idleness were all gone now. His brows were lowered, and the depression in his eyes was like black clouds. Just looking at it from a distance made him feel... Suffocating.
In this state, he is obviously not suitable for using the regeneration spell.
Wu Qiongcang himself knows this.
But the head in front of him felt so strange to Wu Qiongcang.
Intuition told Wu Qiongcang that he should know this head, but he couldn't feel any familiar aura from this head.
If it were normal times, Wu Qiongcang probably wouldn't be as obsessed with figuring out the life of this head as he is now.
But Wu Qiongcang had just returned from Canglang Sea.
He had just relived the memory of Emperor Zhenwu burning Jiu Ying with the soul fire.
And the head that Shen Qiqi brought back from Furong Town happened to be afraid of fire.
So the head became a big hook, Wu Qiongtian was hooked, and no one could pull it off.
He waved his sleeves, put away the head that he had previously despised, and said: "The regeneration spell will definitely be used, but it may take some time."
This is tantamount to telling the people who care about him that he has a sense of proportion and will not run wildly on the tip of a knife with his own head.
Although Wu Qiongcang still failed to dispel the idea of using the regeneration spell in the end, the other party said that he would use it after his mood stabilized, which was a comfort to those who cared about him.
What Yuyuan Xianzun thought was that with Wu Qiongcang's cultivation, as long as the other party's mind could stabilize, it would be okay to use the regeneration spell once in a while.
Shen Qiqi, who has not been with Wu Qiongcang for a long time and understands it from her own perspective, thinks: "Wait" is a good word, because people's interests are often sudden. Once they are over, At that time, the interest that was originally so strong may become as tasteless as boiled water if you take it out again.
Shen Qiqi hoped that her master would just wait and forget about this matter.
The matter of the head was temporarily resolved, and Wu Qiongcang continued to play chess with Yuyuan Xianzun. Yuyuan Xianzun also wanted to use chess to help his opponent stabilize his mood, so the two elders picked up the chess pieces and continued playing chess.
Shen Qiqi didn't like playing chess and didn't understand the game. She spent half a cup of tea proving that she really didn't have the talent to learn chess.
Those small black and white chess pieces, with one missing here and one pressed there, were so messy that it almost made Shen Qiqi suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she really wanted to help them line up and sort them out clearly.
She knocked her groggy head and raised her eyes to look at Xie Beiming, who was standing behind Immortal Yuyuan.
Mr. Xie didn't know what was going on. Ever since his master said he would use the regeneration spell to restore his head, his brows had never relaxed.
Without saying much, the air pressure on his body was as heavy as that of his master, and even from a long distance away, he could be stung by the cold current he released unconsciously.
Moreover, he was not in any state at all, giving people a sense of déjà vu.
I don't know what happened to him.
Shen Qiqi thought this in her heart, and couldn't help but look at Xie Beiming with a little more worry.
Xie Beiming was indeed in an out-of-body state. Wu Qiongcang's emphasis on the head deepened his worries and made his already hanging heart completely hang over the cliff.
However, as soon as Shen Qiqi's gaze came over, he sensed it immediately, raised his eyes to look at her, and asked silently: What's wrong?
Shen Qiqi glanced outside, then walked out of the hall quietly.
Xie Beiming understood and followed out without much hesitation.
There is a small pond outside the meeting hall. It is not filled with lotus roots like the lotus pond at Qingyin Peak, but the water in this small pond is clear and a group of red koi carps are swimming among the water plants. It looks very beautiful.
But right now, neither of them is in the mood to appreciate it.
Shen Qiqi didn't even wait for Xie Beiming to come forward, she went to meet him and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Does the wound hurt again?"
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be, because at Huichun Peak, Taiqing Immortal Master also consolidated Xie Beiming's wounds.
In the words of Taiqing Immortal Lord: No problem.
But Xie Beiming's brows were frowning and could not relax, so she couldn't help but worry.
Xie Beiming shook his head: "It doesn't hurt." Then he looked at Shen Qiqi with his eyes open, his brows furrowed tighter, and the hand holding the sword hilt tightened unconsciously.
Shen Qiqi saw that the veins on the back of his hands were bulging out, and she became even more anxious. She wished she could crawl into his belly to see what could make him so entangled.
She said anxiously: "If anything happens, you should tell me. With you like this, I..."
Shen Qiqi was scratching her head and ears anxiously when Xie Beiming finally spoke.
As if he had made up his mind, he slowly exhaled and asked: "Qiqi, have you heard of Jiuying?"
"Nine Infants?" Shen Qiqi was startled. She thought for a moment and then asked uncertainly, "Is it the Nine Infants, the world-destroying monster that triggered the war between gods and demons?"
"Yeah." Xie Beiming said "Yeah". He turned to look in the direction of the meeting hall and said in a deep voice, "I suspect that the head we brought back from Furong Town is Jiuying's."
Not the best.
If so, saying it would make Qiqi more vigilant.
As a result, Shen Qiqi was stunned for a few seconds, then immediately shook her head and said in denial: "No way, that head can't be Jiu Ying's!"
The tone is firm and leaves no room for criticism.
Xie Beiming looked away from the direction of the meeting hall and turned to look at her.