Ning Yi's hands shrunk in his sleeve robe, unconsciously clenched his fists, he came to Song Yiren and Cinnabar, side by side with the two.

Don't dare to bother.

Soul healing is a delicate thing.

In fact, he can probably understand why the lark wants to ask Mr. Song Que to help.

When he visualized the ancient scroll of the sword bearer in Shu Mountain, it was Ye Laoti who carried the soul lamp himself, so that he was able to keep a little soul fire alive and travel long distances in the world of sword holders.

With the power of the Nirvana realm and protecting the soul, you will indeed have some confidence.

"Ning Yi. ”

Song Yiren lowered his voice, came to Ning Yi's side, and said, "What did my father tell you in the end?"

The sea of thunder where the Fire Demon Lord crossed the catastrophe is insurmountable to the naked eye.

Standing on the top of the mountain, he saw his father and Ning Yi standing side by side, and seemed to whisper.

Ning Yi gave a general account of the matter of the Northern Territory Conference, and said, "This time, Mr. Song Que seems to have taken a big risk. ”

There was a slight pause.

"I'm worried that someone in Lingshan will take advantage of this. Ning Yi looked at Song Yiren meaningfully, "Although no one can shake the status of Da Keqing, it is easy to block with open guns, but it is difficult to guard against hidden arrows. ”

Song Yiren shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ning Yi, do you know? ”

Ning Yi fell silent all of a sudden.

Song Yiren was expressionless, "If it weren't for the sentient beings of Lingshan, and the need for such a big guest as him, my father would have moved to Changbai Mountain a long time ago and spent his honeymoon watching the snow scene with my mother, who cares about this worldly?"

Also.

Ning Yi smiled.

He had long heard that before Mr. Song Que twisted the fire, he was a scholar with a loose personality and did not exceed the rules.

With great power comes great responsibility.

In the past hundred years, Mr. Song Que's sideburns have changed, but they have not changed the heart of this great guest.

Living in the heart lake is still the young scholar who yearns for freedom.

For the sake of the saints, for the sake of eternal peace.

......

......

What worries Ning Yi did not appear.

The lark's healing went well.

The first exploration of the Soul Palace, it is easy to get lost, but with Mr. Song Que in charge, when the lark was pale and unstable, Da Keqing raised his sleeves and pressed his palms, as if pulling the fishing bait line, dragged the young man in green shirt out of the Soul Palace and returned to reality.

The lark gasped for air.

Pei Lingsu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, exhaled a breath of turbid air in unison, like a puppet being removed from the silk thread, hanging his head, and opening his eyes with a depressed expression, visible to the naked eye, his cheeks were covered with a layer of frost.

The condition of the lark was even worse, the young man's sleeve robe, where the five fingers touched Pei Lingsu's back, there was ice slag, which hung all over the place, and fell with a click.

But his eyes were blazing, and he tried to manipulate his weak voice, and said happily to Ning Yi: "Mr. Ning, a good news...... I should be able to cure this 'terminal disease'. ”

"Repair the Soul Palace and clear the killing intent. ”

The lark tried to calm his breathing and said, "It's just that it's not enough to be in the Divine Soul Realm below, every time you step into the Soul Palace, you need to recuperate for a period of time...... Once every seven days, slowly clear it up, you can keep Miss Pei safe. ”

Good news!

Song Yiren and Cinnabar glanced at each other, and they both saw the "relieved" in each other's eyes.

Pei Lingsu also smiled, she looked at Ning Yi, her eyes were soft. "Ning Yi, in the second half of this year, it is the grandest festival in Lingshan, the Obon Festival. Song Yiren patted him on the shoulder and said, "This year, the mirror platform of Lingshan has clouds and mist removed, and the glow is shining, facing the mountain where the master is retreating, and it will not disperse for a long time. The master once made a prophecy that in the year when the victory or defeat of the battle of Zen law was divided, the Obon festival was ...... He would wake up from his retreat and give congratulatory gifts to the Buddha in Lingshan. ”

What Ning Yi is most worried about is the deterioration of the girl's injury.

It is not false that the word scroll can contain health opportunities.

But if there is a problem in the girl's Shenhai, he doesn't know what to do at all...... Thankfully, he was lucky.

Traveling eastward to the desert, I found the successor of the master of dust cessation.

The little monk of the lark never spoke, he could not only stabilize Pei Yatou's soul, but also try to heal.

Ning Yi held the girl and bowed to the lark.

The little monk returned the salute with a smirk and said, "What is Mr. Ning doing?"

Ning Yi said sincerely: "I want to enter the Spirit Mountain with a few people to recuperate the girl's injuries, if I can see Master Xuyun on the 'Obon', it would be better." ”

The lark has gained a lot in Pei Lingsu's soul palace, and his mood at the moment is very leisurely, and he is not aware of the fatigue and fatigue all over his body, completely from the perspective of thinking about Ning Yi, and said humbly: "Mr. Ning, if the ancestor comes forward, Miss Pei's illness will definitely be cured! I also want to see the ancestor of the soul method, as well as the best solution for the healing of this kind of divine injury." ”

Song Que nodded, "There is naturally no problem in entering the Spirit Mountain. You are in the Bathing Buddha Festival, fighting the Demon King, killing the Wind Disaster, and fighting the Fire Demon, it is such a feat, and Lingshan owes you a great favor. It's just that I want to see Master Xuyun, I don't have to say anything about this matter...... Master Xuyun only saw people who were destined. ”

The letter from the Purple Mountain Lord has been properly kept by Ning Yi in the cave.

He smiled: "Thank you for the reminder...... Ning knew it. ”

Song Que's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately understood what Ning Yi meant, and he smiled: "The predecessor of Chu Xuan of Purple Mountain back then was an old friend of Master Xuyun, I understand...... With your status and status, you are indeed qualified to see the void clouds. ”

Ning Yi respectfully folded his hands and bowed, "These days, I still have to take care of the big guest." ”

"I still owe you something...... Song Que shook his head, "The matter of the Southern Xinjiang Law Enforcement Division, thank you for helping Jinglian." ”

Ning Yi was stunned.

Not only Ning Yi, but Song Yiren and Cinnabar were also stunned.

Song Que and other high-status bigwigs, at this moment, put Buddha beads on their hands and wrists, bowed slightly after folding, and said, "I thank you for Jinglian's 'Little Mother Array'." ”

Song Yiren's expression was complicated, and he muttered, "Daddy......"

The cinnabar girl has mixed feelings in her heart, and she doesn't know what to say.

At the beginning, he was extremely rebellious and fled from the Southern Xinjiang Law Enforcement Division, but after Song Que heard about it, he was furious, directly arrested the two of them, and threw them in Changbai Mountain for solitary imprisonment, and suffered a lot.

The relationship between Lingshan and the royal family was already stiff.

After the crown prince ascended the throne, he was looking for the moldy head of Lingshan...... The previous "prison break" may have been the fuse.

In the past few years, Song Yiren has hardly spoken to Song Que, and the relationship between father and son has almost fallen to the freezing point.

He couldn't understand Song Que's approach very much.

In his opinion, there is nothing more important than a "personal pursuit".

He has his life.

He didn't want to be a victim of Lingshan.

And Song Que ...... Song Que's life seems to be carefree and envied by thousands of people, but not many people can see his father's depression like his son, because he has achieved nirvana by twisting fire, and he is bound to the position of "big guest", and he can't take a step.

Song Que's life was completely changed because of a twisting fire in Lingshan.

He Song Yi people don't want this.

Song Que looked at his son, his voice was hoarse, and said, "At the Northern Meeting, Lingshan and Dao Sect have already expressed their positions. The crown prince should not pursue it further, and in a few days, his father will personally go to the palace to talk to His Royal Highness the prince and cancel the original marriage contract...... After that, you will be free. ”

Song Yiren looked at his father in a daze, and for a while, he didn't know what to say, but felt a little choked in his throat.

Da Keqing looked at Cinnabar and said, "After returning to Lingshan, prepare some wedding things." Obon, the day of the big wedding, if there is no objection, it can be organized. ”

Cinnabar's expression was still stunned.

Song Que didn't wait for the two to answer, then brushed his sleeves and said, "Outside Mingsha Mountain, there are some miscellaneous things to deal with, you board the carriage, follow me out of the temple, and go straight back to Lingshan." ”

......

......

A lot of trivial chores.

stacked on top of each other.

Trivial and trivial, it may not be a chore...... It's a big deal.

The leader of the Lei Division, who knew this truth, although he knew that Mr. Song Que was in the Xiaoleiyin Temple, the personnel of the Third Division had been turned away from the gate of Mingsha Mountain for several hours...... He has already handled the affairs of the temple and handled it properly.

It is reasonable to be reasonable, and the little Leiyin Temple, which is in the period of bathing Buddha puja, should not refuse foreign visitors.

In the past few hours, several secret orders have been passed to him.

"There is a young head of the Law Enforcement Division, who has trekked from the Great Wall in the east, and this person has real power in his hands, and he has proposed to return to the heavenly capital. ”

"The two fellow envoys of the Intelligence Department are already about to release the dzi to explore Mingsha Mountain...... The vision of the ancient gate is documented, and we must give an explanation. ”

Messages like this come from behind.

The urgency is a portrayal of the unusually real mood of the leader of the Thunder Department at the moment.

Before and after, everything surrounds.

He almost gritted his teeth and came to the mountain gate of Mingsha Mountain, his expression was ugly along the way, but when he came to the mountain gate, he put on a smiling face.

The head of the Law Enforcement Division, who was dressed in official robes, set up a table, poured himself a drink, propped his wrist on the edge of the table, did not raise his head, and said Mu Ran: "You are the person in charge of the Xiaoleiyin Temple Bathing Buddha Festival? ”

The Commander of the Thunder Department took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Your Excellency?"

The man raised his head and said lightly: "The original Tiandu should be an official of Tianfu, serving as the head of the Law Enforcement Division, and then sent to the Great Wall in the east, serving as the local chief commander, and the same as the head of the young department." ”

A litany of titles, names.

The commander of the Lei Department heard it, this person was deposed, otherwise who would be good would be transferred from the heavenly capital to the Great Wall of the Eastern Territory, where birds don't, especially when the fight between the crown prince and the second highness was so fierce...... The dispatch of Tiandu officials to the eastern border is simply fatal.

"This official doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you. The man said coldly: "This official wants to see the abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple, and ask him to explain the vision of the ancient gate just now...... If Master Gu Xing is flawless, let Zen Zi, Ritsuko, talk to the official. ”

Commander Lei really didn't hold back this time, and laughed with a snort.

He smiled and asked, "Dare to ask your lordship's name?"

The Great Wall of the Eastern Border was expressionless, and said slowly: "The surname of the contemptible person is cloth, and the cloth is open and honest." A single name is a Confucian character. ”

(A small easter egg, I don't know if you still remember this former head of the Tiandu Law Enforcement Division?)