Song Yizhi turned the purple umbrella in his hand, and the hanging wisteria flowers started to fly.
Seeing Song Yizhi being so calm, Yan Lingyu didn't panic anymore. He wanted to say something to Song Yizhi, but he was afraid of disturbing the fifth elder, so he kept silent.
"He San is right. The people in this city are indeed here to have a wedding banquet and it's time to be drugged." Song Yizhi said abruptly.
Yan Lingyu turned to look at Song Yizhi, who was standing with an umbrella, "So it wasn't the bride who did it, but He San did it?"
Song Yizhi nodded, and then said, "He San is not the master of He Mansion."
"..." Yan Lingyu's mind didn't turn around for a moment. He unfolded his fan and fanned himself.
Yan Lingyu's mind quickly turned around, "So this He San is not from Yucheng? He married into the He family in Yucheng?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
"I guess the blood sacrifice is real, but it was not done by the bride, but by He San. I guess he is an evil cultivator." Yan Lingyu speculated, "He took advantage of the wedding to spread the medicine all over the city.
of the people, and then sacrificed the people’s blood.”
Song Yizhi nodded.
Yan Lingyu asked, "Obviously, He San's plan has been successful, so how did he die?"
"The bride has a close friend named Tu Yaoyao." Song Yizhi said.
Yan Lingyu was shocked, "Don't tell me that Tu Yaoyao chose to become a demon and kill He San in order to avenge his friend and then refined the blood prison formation?!"
Song Yizhi nodded, "That's good."
Yan Lingyu: "..."
This reversal really made his brain almost freeze up.
"Tu Yaoyao was also a well-known formation master before she fell into the devil." Song Yizhi said, "Her life was given by the bride. In order to avenge the bride, she has embarked on a path of no return."
Yan Lingyu shook her fan and couldn't help but sigh.
After reading the Soul Crossing Song, Rong Yueyuan said, "Zhizhi, I can't guarantee that I can play the Soul Crossing Song."
"Just try your best." Song Yizhi said.
Lan Qianqian had never played this soul-crossing song. If even Rong Yueyuan couldn't play it, then she really didn't know who could.
A guqin appeared in Rong Yueyuan's hand. He held the guqin in one hand and stroked the strings with the other.
"Zheng."
The deep and deep sound of the guqin sounded, and the lingering sound lingered.
Hearing the sound, Song Yizhi's face turned out to be like this.
Rong Yueyuan tried a note, and after confirming that he could play the soul-crossing song, he calmed down and started playing the piano.
The sound of the piano sounded one after another, and those ferocious and crazy resentful spirits gradually became quiet.
The gray and turbid resentful spirit became transparent and clean.
"Who's playing the piano?"
"Look, those resentful spirits seem to have been transcended!"
"Do you practice Buddhism?"
…
Everyone on the high platform started talking among themselves.
The Soul Crossing Song resounded throughout Yucheng, and the monks who were fighting against the resentful spirits looked at the souls that had become quieter and more transparent, and stopped attacking with suspicious expressions on their faces.
Bei Xianyue and others fled in search of the sound when they broke the formation, but there were so many evil spirits in He Mansion that they could only stay away.
After the waves of resentful spirits were saved, a group of people walked towards the ruins in unison.
When they saw the fifth elder playing the piano with one hand in the barrier, they were not surprised.
Immediately, when they saw Song Yizhi, they all opened their eyes wide and were frightened by her.
Doesn’t she have any idea what’s going on with her?! Is such a dangerous Blood Prison where she should come?!
If there was no barrier to stop him, Ran Yizhou might have rushed forward and beat him first as a sign of respect.
After playing the soul-crossing song three times, Rong Yueyuan looked at the resentful spirits that had been transcended, and put away the guqin with a movement of his hand.
Song Yizhi put away his purple umbrella and gave a thumbs up to Rong Yueyuan, smiling and praising, "Fifth Elder, you have done a great job!"
Rong Yueyuan withdrew from the barrier and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the disciples of the three sects and several core figures of the cultivating family were fine.
Fortunately, the formation was broken in time, and casualties should be minimized.
"Leave here first." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice was quite majestic.
Everyone bowed, and then all looked at Rong Yueyuan.
Where is the exit?
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and sent out all the survivors in Yucheng.
As soon as his eyes bloomed, Song Yizhi found himself standing at the alchemist conference.
Song Yiheng grabbed his sister in his arms before Ran Yizhou could.
"It's good that you're okay." Rather than asking why Song Yizhi went in, Song Yiheng was more concerned about whether she was injured.
A fishy smell suddenly surged into Song Yizhi's breath. It didn't smell like the smell of blood. It should have been accidentally caught while killing the resentful spirit.
"Brother, you stink a bit." Song Yizhi's playful voice sounded.
"You shameless girl, you still dislike me." Song Yiheng let go of his sister, and then rubbed all the dust on his hands onto her face.
Seeing a few dust marks on Song Yizhi's porcelain-white cheeks, Huai Zhu was helpless.
Ran Yizhou said coldly, "Grey."
Song Yizhi touched her face and saw a hand exploded with ash. She waved her hand to scratch Song Yiheng.
Song Yiheng, who was completely able to escape, was scratched a few times. Seeing that his sister had calmed down, he said softly, "No matter what happens in the future, we can't take such risks!"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Song Yiheng preached, "I agreed quickly. Don't go in with one ear and out with the other. You have to keep it in your heart, keep it in your heart!"
Song Yizhi nodded, "I will! I will, brother, don't worry."
Song Yiheng sighed.
Seeing Ran Yizhou walking towards him, Song Yizhi silently pulled his brother over to block him.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was covering his ears, Ran Yizhou said coldly, "You were in the valley when the Blood Prison Formation was activated. Why did you appear in the Blood Prison Formation?"
Song Yizhi was speechless.
"Senior brother, Zhizhi is worried about us." Huai Zhu came up and smoothed things over, "But what she did was indeed wrong."
"..." Looking at the two people who were partial to protecting Song Yizhi, Ran Yizhou thought that he would have to find time to train these three people together.
Song Yizhi has the courage to fear no matter the sky or the earth, and these two people are indispensable!
The next second, a burst of spiritual power directly rolled Song Yizhi onto the high platform.
Ye Mo used his spiritual power to roll Song Yizhi in front of him, and was relieved to see that she was not injured.
Song Yizhi returned the storage bag Ye Mo gave him, "Uncle Ye, the things inside are too valuable, I can't take them."
"I gave it to you, just keep it." Ye Mo pushed back, "Did you break this Blood Prison Formation?"
"It's Yan Lingyu. I met him after I went in. I watched him break the formation." Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted his chest as if he was afraid and said, "Fortunately, I didn't hold back."
The alchemist conference was too quiet, and Song Yizhi's words reached everyone's ears.
The folding fan in Yan Lingyu's hand almost fell to the ground.
People say no?!
Yan Lingyu really wanted to refute, but thinking of Song Yizhi's situation, he could only silently bear the blame.
Forget it, the worst thing is to study the formation yourself afterwards to avoid exposing the secret.
Ye Mo didn't quite believe Song Yizhi's words, and his intuition told him that the broken formation must have something to do with Song Yizhi.
Thinking of Song Yizhi's current situation, Ye Mo didn't say much, "The young master of the Yanling family is in trouble. You delayed the time, and he broke the formation in time, so there were no serious consequences."
Song Yizhi smiled and secretly sighed that his godfather was really smart.