Originally, I wanted to leave quietly while the Jingtang was open, but I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived in Zhuangkou, I found that the people in Zhuangzi were already waiting for me there.

They saw me off all the way, until they reached the boundary monument before reluctantly leaving.

During this period, someone asked if they could see me again when they entered Jingyun Mountain in the future, and I told them to practice hard, and when they entered the cave one day, maybe they would be able to see me.

In addition, I also instructed the people present not to tell the other children of the Banshan Hall about the fact that I had instructed them, and not even to mention my name, because if it was known, they would have someone to guide them before entering the mountain, and they would be jealous if they didn't do it.

Among the people who saw him off, I didn't see Wang Chuan, which made me feel a lot more relieved.

If you guessed correctly, Wang Chuan must have stayed at Jingtang to take care of the food.

In addition, Qian San also did not appear as expected, but Zhou Jiuli came to see me off.

After everyone left, I deliberately glanced at the boundary monument, which was planted with a blinding method, and at this time, looking at the boundary monument, the inscription did become the three words "Baishui Village".

After opening the second spiritual sense, I was able to see through Zheng Long's technique, and the barrier on the boundary monument was indeed planted by him.

The villages that have been controlled by Zheng Long and Rakshasa over the years are not only Baiyizhuang, but even Dugou Village is not spared, but this place is far away from the Black Swamp, and the villagers are not so affected.

I remember that when I returned to the village of Dugou Village, many people were celebrating something on the village road, as if they were celebrating that they could speak normally again, and as if they were celebrating that the village's phone calls could be made outside, as if there were still people setting off firecrackers in front of their homes, but my memory of this village was indeed vague, and I couldn't remember what the villagers had done after thinking about it for a long time.

Later, I seemed to have heard Master mention it, or I heard Lu Shibo mention that many of these villagers in the dumb ditch could not speak after they were born, and it was only after the Qingmian Rakshasa was killed by us that these people gradually recovered their language ability.

The rakshasa in the black swamp can be said to be very poisonous, and killing it can be regarded as accumulating merit.

I don't know how many years of longevity these merits I have accumulated since I was a child.

Lu Shengcai and Yunshang helped me walk on the dirt road for most of the day, and at midnight, Qiao Sanye drove a three-wheeled motorcycle to pick us up.

When I returned to the Shanmen Courtyard, I saw Master sitting in the courtyard with a sad face, and he ignored me when I talked to him.

The next two days were the same, Qiao Sanye got some herbs to help me regulate my body, in addition to eating and sleeping, the master has been sitting in the courtyard and sulking, no matter who talks to him, he is like a lover to answer, and Uncle Lu has also been dull for the past two days.

Seeing the abnormality of Master and Uncle Lu, I became worried in my heart, could it be that the fake needles on Master Lu's body couldn't be taken out, think about it, those needles have been left on him for so many years, and they have long grown together with flesh and bones, and it is not easy to take them out.

Early in the morning of the third day, I felt that I was almost recovered, so I got up early to practice, and as soon as I left the guest room, I saw Master sitting in the courtyard in a daze with a sullen face.

"Master, what's wrong with you lately? I always listen to you sigh all day long. I couldn't help but ask.

Master turned his face sideways and looked at me, "How's your recovery?" ”

"It shouldn't be a big deal, anyway, the internal breath has stabilized."

"You cast a soul departing hand, I'll see."

What's the situation, why did you let me use the soul separation hand as soon as I came up?

Although I had doubts in my heart, I still followed Master's instructions to condense a mouthful of mental power, let it wander between my arms, and then probe, grasp, and retract with both hands, and unleashed my soul leaving hand.

There is a vigorous flow of yin and yang between heaven and earth, and this invisible aura flow can bring the spiritual charm of mountains and rivers, plants and trees into the air, forming a series of formless spiritual walls.

It can be said that a spiritual wall like this is simply ubiquitous, but it cannot be seen by the naked eye, and even cultivators like us have to work hard to concentrate on their minds before they can vaguely sense its existence.

In the past, when I used the soul separation hand to grasp it empty, I could only leave a little bit of my own breath on the Lingbi, but now I opened the second spiritual sense, and when I grabbed it with my probing hand, I actually tore a hole in the Lingbi in the air.

I didn't expect that after opening the second spiritual sense, the magic cast by my hand would become so powerful. This increase is not a little bit of it, nor is it as simple as one or two times, although it is still a lot worse than Master, but for me, such a change can almost be said to have jumped directly from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Master's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he took out a three-immortal talisman and threw it on the ground: "Try this again!" ”

I struck again and grabbed at the Three Immortal Talismans.

This talisman looks like it was made by me, and the spirit rhyme on it is not strong, just by grabbing it like this, the spirit rhyme attached to the rune paper was all ripped out by me, and there was not a single star left.

Master clapped his hands, stood up suddenly, and a gust of wind rushed into the main room.

As soon as the door was closed, I heard the master shouting in the room, "Senior Brother Yunsheng, you are saved!" ”

Lu Shibo's excited voice also sounded on the other side of the door: "Have you thought of a way?" ”

"My apprentice can save you!"

As he spoke, the master pushed open the door of the house and pulled Uncle Lu out.

Uncle Lu looked suspicious: "I can't even take out the needles on my body, can I do it?" ”

"Okay, okay, sure, his concentration is not a joke, now that he has opened the second spiritual sense, his cultivation has increased dramatically, and he can definitely take out the needle in your body, Xiaodong, you can come over too."

Master hurriedly pushed Uncle Lu into the workshop, and then turned around and beckoned to me.

Master has been sullen for the first two days, and now he is excited like something, there are too many contrasts between the front and back, which makes me a little bored for a while.

Maybe seeing that I hadn't moved, Master hurriedly beckoned me twice: "Come in." ”

I didn't dare to delay, so I hurried into the workshop.

The master first asked Master Lu to sit down, and then took a large pile of ropes, and while smoothing the ropes, he said to Master Lu, "I have to tie you up, or you will be able to move in a while." ”

Uncle Lu looked at the rope in his master's hand, and suddenly frowned: "Why do I think you want to torture me?" ”

That being said, when Master tied him up in circles, he didn't struggle at all.

It was only when Uncle Lu was tied up that Master Lu said to me, "You must pay special attention when you take the needle, although it is a fake needle, but those small gold needles are too slender and soft, as long as you are not careful, they will flow into your heart." Start quickly, be steady, and never have a half-point spread pool. ”

I couldn't help frowning: "Master, otherwise, you should come and get a needle for Uncle Lu, I'm afraid that my hand will be unstable." ”

The master took out a scroll of paper from under the workbench and replied without looking back: "In our Yang world, there is no one with a more stable hand than you. If you want to take out those short needles, you need to have a lot of concentration, and I must not have the ability to do that, otherwise I would have taken out the needles earlier. ”