Chapter 40 Magnolia - Autumn Wind on the Frontier
Everything was ready. Ye Jie lightly tapped the back of the soul-summoning banner. Suddenly, a cold wind blew violently, and layers of black clouds surged over the banner. Accompanied by a shrill scream, a pale third-level evil spirit emerged from the soul-summoning banner, with the soul-binding rope condensed by Ye Jie tied to its body.
As soon as Luo Bei appeared, the temperature around him began to drop rapidly. The piercing scream was like a sharp knife piercing the eardrum.
His soul was frightened by the scream, Ye Jie covered his ears with his hands, his body felt like it fell into an ice cellar, unable to move.
Seeing this, Yulan stroked the piano with her white hands, plucking the strings, and a soothing melody that was touching and moving came out. The melody entered Ye Jie's ears, and his dazed and lifeless eyes suddenly became clear. Even the evil spirit that was ready to make a move was stunned by the sudden sound of the piano, growling and not daring to come close.
Ye Jie took a step back, away from the evil spirit, and sighed, "Thanks to Sister Lan's piano music, I was able to regain my sanity after being shocked by the screams. The way of music is so mysterious. I'll leave it to Sister Lan to use the piano music to restore Luo Bei's sanity."
Yulan smiled elegantly, but her eyes unconsciously glanced at Xia Wei beside her, and she frowned unconsciously: "Hmm?"
Xia Wei's eyebrows were like fire, her eyes were like lightning, and she was staring at Luo Bei with her arms folded in front of her. She seemed not to be frightened by the scream at all. Yulan was a little surprised and asked:
"Miss Xia Wei, are you okay? That evil spirit is at the third level. Her shrill screams are enough to shake the consciousness and soul of cultivators below the third level, causing them to panic and terrify."
Xia Wei nodded: "Thank you for your concern, Xiaowei is fine."
Ye Jie didn't shy away from the topic and said, "Xiao Wei, you possess a third-grade innate magical power: the Clear Sword Heart. You won't panic or be terrified by looking directly at a green-faced, fang-toothed ghost. This is your advantage."
"The sword heart is clear... that is indeed a good talent. With this natural talent, you can cooperate with your master in the future and become a Taoist priest who specializes in catching evil spirits. Many evil spirits with a notorious reputation carry wanted orders from the Demon Palace. Catching such evil spirits is a way to quickly earn good karma." Yulan commented.
Ye Jie raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect Sister Lan, who is not a ghost catcher, to know so much about catching evil spirits."
Yulan smiled softly, "Ghost messengers traveling north and south all discuss and exchange intelligence in wine-drinking areas. Many uncertain deals are also completed in elegant rooms over toasts. Although I'm not a ghost messenger, I know just as much information as Brother Jie."
"That makes sense." Ye Jie nodded. After preparing the golden bell, he looked at Yulan beside him and said, "Then, please ask Sister Lan to play a piece of music to restore Luo Bei's consciousness."
Yulan knelt on the beach, holding up the white jade pipa in her arms. Before she began to play, she reminded Ye Jie:
"Since the goal is to restore her sanity and make her forget her anxiety and restlessness, then the song 'Autumn Wind on the Frontier' is the first choice to play. This piece of music touches her heart directly. If it is stopped midway through, not only will it fail to restore her sanity, but it will cause her to completely lose her mind and become a mad and evil ghost. Therefore, while I play, I hope Brother Jie will restrain her and not let her interrupt my performance."
"I'll keep a close eye on her." Ye Jie nodded in agreement, and then reminded Xia Wei, "Xiao Wei, this is your first time experiencing the mystery of the way of music. You should observe carefully while Yulan performs."
Xia Wei also understood her master's good intentions and nodded vigorously.
The sound of the pipa gradually rises, and the melodious and slow sound of the pipa is like the autumn wind blowing in August, gently blowing in the deepest part of the soul.
The low and bleak sound of the piano contains an inexplicable loneliness and helplessness. When the last fallen leaf droops, the hero also goes away, crying and complaining, making the listeners feel indescribable sadness. All the anger and restlessness in the heart turn into lingering loneliness and sadness.
Soothed by the sound of the piano, the bloodshot in Luo Bei's eyes gradually dissipated, and the expression on his face changed from fierce to confused, and he began to mutter to himself.
Her mumbling was so soft that Ye Jie leaned over and finally heard the words clearly: "My child... my husband... Jiang Xin..."
Hearing this, Ye Jie's expression lit up with joy: "Very good, she has regained some consciousness. Once the song is over, she will be completely back to normal..."
At this moment, Luo Bei's words suddenly changed from a soft murmur to a sharp growl: "I remember now, I died so tragically... My child... I hate it! I hate it!"
"Not good..." Upon hearing this, Ye Jie hurriedly retreated two steps, but heard Luo Bei roar, and her body suddenly expanded a lot, more than eight feet long. After unfolding her Dharma body, even the soul-binding rope that bound her was broken by her.
Seeing that Luo Bei was about to lose control, Ye Jie hurriedly shook the golden bell in his hand. The ringing of the bell gave Luo Bei a splitting headache and her eyes turned red, but she didn't care and rushed towards Ye Jie at all costs.
Ye Jie was unable to dodge and was knocked back by Luo Bei with just one blow. Even the golden bell in his hand fell to the ground.
With a muffled sound, Ye Jie fell heavily into the sand. It took him a while to get up, and he felt anxious.
"This is bad. Luo Bei is recalling her past misfortunes, and the resentment within her is intensifying. Even Jin Ling can't suppress her... If Jin Ling hadn't weakened her strength, this single blow would have been enough to severely damage my soul. What should I do now? With Yu Lan's third-level cultivation, she could fight Luo Bei to a draw, but if that's the case, I'll have to stop playing..."
Ye Jie looked back with a worried look on his face, but the scene before him left him dumbfounded.
On the beach, Yulan, like an old monk in meditation, was concentrating on playing the pipa, completely undisturbed. Where Ye Jie had originally stood, Xia Wei took his place.
"Evil ghost, don't hurt my master!"
Xia Wei let out a soft cry, without any intention of backing down, and rushed forward in two steps.
Facing Luo Bei who revealed his Dharma body, Xia Wei showed no weakness. After activating the lower-grade Earth-rank Elephant Turtle Hand, her arms suddenly became as strong as an ox and a horse. She then engaged in a fierce fist-to-flesh fight with him. With her full-strength punch, even Luo Bei was knocked back several steps.
The sharp claws like blades swept across, and four blood scars deep enough to see the bones appeared on Xia Wei's white arm. The pain did not eliminate her fighting spirit, but made her rage even more intense.
The training in Lei Ze during this period made Xia Wei familiar with the pain that the flesh could endure. Even the fierce electric shocks all over her body could not make her utter a groan. How could a mere skin wound like a knife cut shake her tenacious will?
The Hundred Refining Body Technique was circulated, and the wound immediately stopped bleeding and formed a scar. Without waiting for the injury to recover further, Xia Wei rushed forward again and engaged in close combat with Luo Bei.
