Two days later, Senior Brother Ning Qing still did not wake up, and the work of delivering food was temporarily handed over to other delivery guys.

These takeaway guys happily endured the girls asking the question "Where did my little brother Ning Qing go?", and they were still working diligently.

Lu Yuan has not been in the mood to be a customer service recently and fully supports the development of the Mohist spiritual lantern.

Finally, on the afternoon of the next day, the prototype and design drawing of the spirit-inspiring lamp were produced and drawn by her granddaughter Mo Lian under the guidance of Elder Mo Ya.

Now Lu Yuan and all the children of the Mo family are in a zone of abundant undead spirits five hundred meters away from the Xuanyang Zhenren Taoist Temple.

"Ahem..."

"I have long heard that mortals in Jiuyou's dangerous realm are in danger of being destroyed by both physical and spiritual beings when they step into Jiuyou's dangerous realm. I didn't expect that before I even arrived at Jiuyou's ghost spirit, it was unbearable."

In less than a minute, many people have shown extremely unbearable symptoms in the Mohist monks who were in the land surrounded by the dead spirit.

Even some Mohist monks with low cultivation level began to feel nauseous and vomited.

"Lian'er, do you remember what I taught you in your heart?"

Elder Mo Ya was in the spirit ghost state holding a spiritual fire from Xuanyang Zhenren in his hand. This small ball of spiritual fire allowed her to avoid the influence of the dead spirit energy around her.

"certainly."

Mo Lian did not hesitate any more, and she and two other Mo family members began to assemble the spirit-inducing lamp.

Although the appearance of the spirit-inducing lamp is very similar to that of the street lamp, the overall material is made of wooden, but the lamp body and the lamp body are engraved with countless complex tactics. As long as the parts are slightly mismatched, the entire spirit-inducing lamp will be destroyed.

The raw material of the lamp body is made of Wuling Wood. This wood has excellent spiritual storage effect, but the Mo family itself does not have much reserves of Wuling Wood.

Therefore, Elder Mo Ya gave Lu Yuan another more compromise solution, that is, the lamp body is made of ordinary objects, preferably red sandalwood, secondly agarwood, and golden nanmu can be selected. The effect will be greatly reduced if other ordinary trees are used.

One spirit-guiding lamp made of all black spirit wood can be set up for 300 meters, one spirit-guiding lamp made of red sandalwood, and one spirit-guiding lamp made of black spirit wood can be set up for 50 meters, and the two latter two can be set up for 50 meters to twenty meters.

The specific thing depends on the production process. If there are better immortal wood, the effect will be better.

Lu Yuan listened to the three tree species nodding constantly on the surface, but when he went back and checked the prices of these woods, he felt something was wrong.

The ordinary wood varieties that Elder Moya instructed are either national protection-level plants or are extremely expensive.

But...how to say, no matter how expensive it is, it is not as rare as those immortal woods, and it is not a problem that money can buy.

"Be more stable, the spirit-inducing talisman must be engraved here." Elder Mo Ya was supervising Mo Lian's production.

This little granddaughter has many things that make Elder Mo Ya dissatisfied with in wood art. If possible, Elder Mo Ya also wants to cultivate his little granddaughter's skills until she becomes a master.

But she doesn't have that much time anymore.

Mo Lian was also very successful. She had never rested during this period. The ten fingers of her hands were covered with band-aids that were stuck on her fingers because of a carving knife.

When I was exhausted, I relied on drinking the awakening wine made by my grandmother.

Lu Yuan looked at the solemn expression on her face now, and felt like she was asking her to go directly to the college entrance examination in two days, with the pressure from her ancestors and the pressure of confidence in her craftsmanship.

Fortunately, Mo Lian's usual attainments in wood arts are the best among the younger generation.

Usually, I am a top student, but I can be calm even if I suddenly have to go to the college entrance examination room.

This installation lasted about four hours. During this period, some Mohist monks could not stand the erosion of the dead spirit and fell into a coma... and were carried back to the Taoist temple of Xuanyang Zhenren for treatment.

Finally, Mo Lian embedded the last wooden part into the spirit-inducing lamp, and then she immediately looked up and looked above the spirit-inducing lamp... It was not lighted up, but the surroundings were still dark surrounded by dark miasma.

What went wrong?

Mo Lian covered her forehead and fell into deep thought, but the more she thought about it, the worse she felt.

Lu Yuan next to him found that Mo Lian's mood began to fall wildly again, and reached out and put his hand on her shoulder and wanted to say something.

"Liang'er, when you wrote the last ring of talisman, you didn't notice it?" Finally, Elder Mo Ya spoke on the side.

"Sweat?"

Mo Lian only now realized that her cheeks were covered with sweat and her back was soaked with cold sweat. She was so nervous.

So with the reminder of her grandmother, she quickly engraved the talisman that made the mistake again. Finally, when she finished all this, the wick of the spirit-inducing lamp finally lit up!

The darkness and miasma surrounding the children of the Mo family were instantly dispelled by the lights of the spirit-guiding lamps, and the props for moving forward and returning were also lit by the lights.

"Grandma! I did it!"

Mo Lian turned around excitedly to celebrate with her grandmother, but when she turned around, she could no longer see anyone.

When the spirit-inducing lamp was lit, Elder Mo Ya's obsession had also been completed, and her figure turned into starlight and disappeared.

Mo Lian also realized something, and threw herself into Lu Yuan's arms with no way to vent, burying her forehead on Lu Yuan's chest.

Lu Yuan listened quietly to her sob, not knowing how to comfort her for a moment.

But suddenly, Elder Mo Ya's voice sounded in Mo Lian's ears again.

"Isn't it just a spirit-guiding lamp? Lian'er, why are you crying?"

"grandmother?!"

Mo Lian was frightened this time. She quickly raised her head and searched around, and finally looked at the spiritual key handed over to her by her grandmother.

"I sealed my consciousness into this spiritual key, but the spiritual key cannot support me in daily activities for too long, so Lian'er, you must find our government city as soon as possible."

Elder Mo Ya's voice became weaker and weaker when he said this, and finally disappeared into the spirit key.

Is this a...a portable old lady?

"Senior Mo Ya must have gone to bed, right?" Lu Yuan said to Mo Lian, whose eyes were already crying red.

Mo Lian shook her mind. This time, not only was her eyes red, but also a ray of redness appeared on her cheeks.

Because she had just rushed into Lu Yuan's arms in front of so many people of the same clan.

"Sorry... I was so excited just now." Mo Lian took a few steps back, tidied up his clothes and said to Lu Yuan.

"fine."

Lu Yuan looked at the ignited spirit-drawing lamp, and all he had to do was wait for the junior sister to bring some good news back.

……………………

Xunyike had no good news to Lu Yuan. She walked in the dragon vein filled with dead spirits for two days but found nothing.

There were a bunch of ghosts without brains and consciousness around her, and all kinds of negative emotions surrounded her, and her concerns about Senior Brother Ning Qing made her a little upset.

If Lu Yuan hadn't given her a backpack of power bank before leaving, she might have been driven crazy by the ghosts around her.

When Lu Yuan gave Xunyi his cell phone, he found that there was a signal in the spiritual spring and the dragon vein.

Although the signal is only 2G, it can at least play the most basic functions of SMS sending, receiving and chatting.

This made Lu Yuan sigh at the strength of my communications industry in the Great Heavenly Dynasty.

But this signal also depends on the place.

Xunyi gave Lu Yuan a useful information in the past two days. This dragon vein is equivalent to taking twenty steps in this world.

Xunyi doesn't know the proportion of other dragon veins shrinking into inches.

“No response?”

Xunyi took out a spell and threw it into the air. As a result, the spell was swallowed by the dead spirit around him and there was no reaction.

She is summoning the ghost messengers she ordered in ancient times.

As the young palace lord of Zhou Jueyin Tiangong, Xunyi had countless ghosts who were loyal to her in ancient times.

This is the same if she is afraid that she will enter the Qinglian Sword Sect.

When she was practicing in the Qinglian Sword Sect, she relied on these ghost messengers to contact her father.

Father...Is he okay?

Xunyi thought about this and felt more sorrow in her heart.

But suddenly someone responded to the talisman paper she threw out!

In the gray mist full of dark miasma, a white-haired bird rolling all over his body waved its wings and landed on Xunyi's fingers very hard.

"Young Palace Master! You are still alive!" The bird shouted a slightly anxious girl's voice.

The bird looks very much like a silver-throated long-tail tit, but its body is much fatter than a silver-throated long-tail tit, and there are some strange patterns on its tail.

This bird is called the Painted Corpse Bird in Jiuyou, and is an evil thing in the eyes of most decent monks.

Legend has it that the corpse bird can move in the painting, and while the owner of the painting is sleeping, heaving the head of the painting owner to suck the other person's dreams and brain marrow.

The first half of this legend is correct. The corpse birds do have the blood power to move in the painting, but they do not eat human brain marrow. They eat dreams, but they only eat human nightmare.

"Jiuer, how is my father's current condition?" Xunyi shouted out the name of the corpse-painted bird and quickly asked about his father's recent situation.

"I only remember that the Palace Master asked me to find your whereabouts in this dragon vein. As for the others... I don't remember them." She said a little aggrieved.

"Don't remember?!"

When Xunyi heard this answer, she immediately grabbed the fat chirp with both hands and began to explore her spiritual consciousness.

The results found were very bad.

Her spiritual consciousness has become a little riddled after thousands of years.
To be continued...