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The flowing water is murmuring, across the mountains and rivers, the evening breeze and the cool moon, it is so cold, accompanied by mountains and rivers, only a small bush of fires quietly exudes light and heat, on it is a pot of warm wine, I saw a person next to it pick up this pot of wine, look up is a big mouthful of the lower belly, the warm wine flows on the tip of the tongue, through the throat, straight into the abdomen, melt a trace of warmth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He leaned on the stone wall on the side, only to see that the white silk of his temples was scattered in the moonlight, and there were still dark red blood stains on his sideburns, he saved the three members of the Lei family, Ren Wen and Wan Qingyi, the two puppet refiners, perhaps after indulging in a hundred years of loneliness, he was killed again, and his heart did not calm down quickly. Back then, he was chased and killed by the enemies of Qingyunmen, and ended up in a situation where he almost lost his soul, only sighing that the world was unpredictable. Time has passed, and he is no longer the proud protégé of the original Qingyunmen, his face is gone, and the years seem to have become so helpless.

"If I don't have this Danhuo, with the source power of my early stage of source building, how can I defeat those three refining puppets." Wan Qing slowly stretched out his right palm, and a faint blue flame rose from the palm of his hand, but now this Danhuo looks abnormal, like a withered lamp, only less than half the size of a palm, and the bottom of the Danhuo is even mixed with a few touches of scarlet, Wan Qing's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, and as soon as his right fist was clenched, the Danhuo was taken back.

"Another big problem!" took a sip of strong wine, but he was already a little drunk, "In this world, only the taste of this wine has not changed." ”

Taking advantage of the slight drunkenness, he took out the white fan man, that is, Ren Wen's storage ring, a faint source power infiltrated, and without much hindrance, he perceived the things inside thoroughly, and with a few short words of magic with a thought, a scroll and several runes of different colors appeared in his hand out of thin air, as well as a few pieces of jade that exuded the power of yin and cold.

He looked at these things, recalled Ren Wen's moves, and opened the scroll with some interest, only to see that there was a huge circular magic seal printed on the scroll, the magic seal was a five-pointed star, and outside the magic seal was a skull mark with a different appearance at each of the four corners, the skull was extremely hideous, and just looking at it couldn't help but make people feel afraid. He probed the source force into the entire scroll again, and suddenly a chill hit, and a steady stream of suction came out of the magic circle, Wan Qingyi immediately withdrew the source power, but found that the skulls at the four corners had changed a little from the original, and their expressions were different.

He picked up a cold jade, felt the same chill as the scroll, and put it in the middle of the circle on the scroll, a moment later, the five-pointed star in the circle was released, and the faces of the four skeletons around it changed even more obviously, and it was a faint scarlet color, and it merged into the circular circle along the scroll, and the circle began to rotate wildly, and the jade stone was actually caught in it at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, it was completely submerged in the circle, when the entire circle was glowing red in the light and dark, Suddenly, a black shadow swept out of the magic circle, Wan Qing was startled and his arms loosened, and the scroll fell to the ground, accompanied by the light of the fire, and the sudden appearance of something in front of him made him stare straight ahead, that was actually a humanoid ghostly puppet!

"Master." The puppet made a low sound.

I saw that this ghostly puppet looked like an ordinary person, but his expression was much more wooden, and his eyes were also pitch black, and what was even more unexpected was that he actually sensed the source power of the early stage of Danyuan from his body! Ren Wen, a cultivator in the early stage of source building, actually had such a powerful puppet hidden in his storage ring! If he sacrificed this ghost puppet during the previous battle with him, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat it if he did not fall to the level, this shock would still be hovering in Wan Qingyi's mind, but how would Wan Qingyi know that Ren Wen was the nephew of the deputy sect master of the Yin Puppet Sect! He didn't know that he had caused such a big curse.

"Who are you?" Wan Qing must have calmed down and tried to ask.

"I'm my master's puppet." The puppet replied.

"I'm asking you about your previous identity." Wan Qingyi asked again.

"I'm my master's puppet." The puppet replied in the same way.

Wan Qing frowned, it seems that this ghost puppet does not have much intelligence, when he tried to let it do some things again, it did not move, Wan Qing glanced at the corner of his eyes, picked up the scroll on the side, and unfolded it to the side, only to see that there was some information about this ghost puppet written on it.

"Feathered Crane...... Southern Darkness Cultivation Source Realm, Poison Sect ...... The early days of Danyuan. Wan Qingyi looked at the words written in cinnabar on it, and formed the reason for this ghost puppet in his mind, such strength was actually made into a ghost puppet, like a walking corpse, and was taken by people for their own use, it was really an evil art!

Next to these words, there is also a method of manipulating the ghost, the caster must fuse the essence blood with the scroll, and the scroll has a puppet control sigil attached to it, so that the ghostly golem can be associated with the caster, and the magic is also written on the scroll.

The puppet, the puppet of the early Danyuan......

Wan Qing looked at the puppet in front of him, when he was about middle-aged, his physique was also strong, except for his eyes were completely black, he was no different from ordinary people. Although I don't know what the difference between the ghost puppet and an ordinary source cultivator is, the strength is there after all, and if you accept this ghost puppet, it will also be a big help.

He rolled up the flask on the side, drank it all in one gulp, looked at the clear moonlight, and the figure that had been lingering in his mind, what is the bond of a hundred years ago?

That's it, looking at the night sky, so stupid.

Half an hour later, Wan Qing sat cross-legged, pinched the trick with both hands, and a round volley of essence blood shot out from the tips of his right fingers, submerged into the scroll placed in front of him, only to see the essence blood spread out like a spider web, until the circle in the middle was completely covered before stopping, Wan Qingyi changed a magic trick again, the magic circle in front of him changed more violently, the essence blood seemed to be inspired by something, quickly condensed to the center, and then sank into the magic circle, disappeared, and at the same time, the skull marks in the four corners also became pure red. It's still a little hideous.

When Wan Qing saw this, he was very happy in his heart, and the source power of his palm was explored, this scroll did not suck his source power as before, but it was already with his source power, without the slightest conflict, and the ghost puppet in front of him also seemed to be affected by this, and his body stiffly paused a few times, Wan Qing shot out another source force, and bounced on the forehead of the ghostly puppet, only to see that its forehead was slowly lit up, and a phoenix mark appeared from itself, and gradually dissipated after a while, the ghost puppet at this time seemed to come to life, and a roar resounded through this valley.

"Who are you, puppet?" Wan Qingyi asked slowly.

"In Xia Yuzi Crane, a disciple of the Second Elder of the Poison Sect, he was designed by the Deputy Sect Master of the Yin Puppet Sect fourteen years ago and refined into a ghost puppet." The ghost puppet reversed the previous Mu Ne, as if talking to Wan Qingyi like a normal person.

"Why didn't you answer me?"

"I am subject to the puppet control sigil of the Yin Puppet Sect's alchemy technique, that sigil is extremely controlling, after being forced to conclude a contract with my predecessor, I can only exist like a walking corpse, under its control, and just now you erased the previous sigil, injected your essence blood, and concluded a contract connection between you and me, so I can temporarily recover my spiritual wisdom and say such a thing to you." The ghostly puppet looked very helpless, and it was obvious that he could only recognize the reality of his current encounter.

"For the time being?" Wan Qingyi asked, "Why do you say temporary?" ”

"Soon the devouring power of this puppet scroll will seal my spiritual wisdom again, and I... It's just going to become your puppet. Feather Crane sighed.

"I'm just curious about this puppet control technique, I'm different from those puppet refiners, I won't rely on this kind of evil magic to do things that are unconscionable." Wan Qingyi replied, "Compared to this, I would like to know why you fell into the hands of the Yin Puppet Sect Deputy Sect Master, with your strength, even if you are defeated, you can escape!" ”

"Run? I was injured and expelled from the sect by the sect leader of our Poison Sect, the Poison Dragon. ”

"Why?"

"Fourteen years ago, our Poison Sect Sect Master and Yin Puppet Sect secretly cooperated to attack Tianyun Sect, Tianyun Sect is just a small sect, the sect master is only the strength of the late Danyuan, and it is not at all inferior to our Poison Sect and Yin Puppet Sect, although I am in the Poison Sect, but only because of a little research on medicine, I was selected by the sect master and cultivated to the early stage of Danyuan, and that day, seeing that the entire sect of Tianyun Sect was slaughtered by the sect, I reached out to help, and also rescued a woman and a child at that time, and let them go, it seems that it should be the family of the sect master of Tianyun Sect, but because of this, I was injured by the poisonous dragon and expelled from the sect, and when I left not long after, I encountered an ambush by the Yin Puppet Sect, and was refined into a ghost puppet by the deputy sect director Chongming, and lost everything. Recalling the past, Yu Zihe's face was full of sadness.

"Tianyun Sect ......"

"Although it is like this now, I still don't regret the choice I made at that time, I can still remember the gratitude on the face of the woman I saved and the child when they left, the child, who was still so young, almost was murdered, I can't bear it, I don't regret saving them."

"The kid...... What is it called? A figure appeared in Wan Qingyi's mind, but he wasn't sure if it was or not, so he asked again.

"It should be called Feng'er, I remember that the woman called him like this."

"Feng'er...... Tianyun Sect, who is the sect master? ”

"Ye Xu."

"Ye Xu, Feng'er, Ye ...... Maple...... Ye Feng! Wan Qing muttered, and a name suddenly blurted out.

At this moment, Yu Zihe's body suddenly stiffened, and after a few breaths, he turned into source power and burrowed into the scroll, never to be seen again.

Wan Qing tried to inject the source power into the scroll again, and the scroll seemed to be like a storage ring, and the feather crane turned into a breath and floated in it.

"Ye Feng, you, you have such a background." Wan Qingyi thought of the Ye Feng who saved him, the boy from the mountain village, "It seems that I have to go back." ”

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