The master used his hand as a pen to draw a red-lit character in the air, and with a wave of his big hand, these big characters rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye until they disappeared.

Then, the master pointed at me with one hand and nodded vigorously, a force that I couldn't resist instantly lifted me up, I only felt that my feet were soft, as if vacating the air, I looked down, but found that I didn't move at all, still staying in place smoothly.

Gradually, as if I had stepped on cotton, my master stood in front of me, always maintaining a static posture, not moving.

When I looked up, I was surprised to see a translucent shadow floating in the air.

The shadow was a little gelatinous, like sandpaper, and I didn't feel any discomfort during the whole process, but I felt a little surprised.

Time is passing little by little, and the master's slightly closed eyes are gradually opened.

Suddenly, the finger that was pointing at me was taken back by the master, and he took out a set of wooden tablets similar to bamboo out of thin air, and unfolded them with a bang.

All this is just a few minutes.

"This official has recorded all your merits in the world, and you can sue the meritorious Cao."

As he spoke, the master waved his hand and took the wooden slip back.

The moment Mu Jian disappeared, the master was silent.

Looking at the silent master, the master hurriedly walked over and asked in a low voice, "How is it?" ”

The master didn't say anything for a long time, and his face, which had always been as steady as Mount Tai, was confused.

"You speak." The master urged anxiously.

The master came back to his senses and looked at the master: "His spiritual root, it's not a problem." ”

"That's?"

"It's gone."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, I almost fainted, the master just told me that the spiritual root is a necessary thing for cultivators, if there is no spiritual root, then I can't be a Taoist?

Panic is panic, when I put my eyes on the master and Xuanhu, my heart was a little more steady, and then I looked at the master in front of me, which made me feel reassured.

Throw away the master and Xuanhu, just talk about the master, his magical powers are bottomless, as long as he makes a move, all problems are not a problem.

Even for the sake of the time I once helped my master, he would not stand idly by.

This thought was like a pouring rain, and it put out a lot of anxiety in my heart.

But the master immediately became anxious, stood up suddenly, and his tone rose a lot: "Gone?" No way! ”

The master shook his head, did not respond to the master, but looked at me, and said word by word: "There are two qi on your body, one is black, this is the qi of the Liu family." ”

"What about the other strand?"

Looking at the master's expression, I vaguely had a bad feeling, and the anxiety that had just disappeared was rekindled.

"The other one is yellow, it's the Huang family's qi."

The master sat directly beside me, stared at me, and turned his gaze to the master: "You, sure?" ”

"You can't be wrong." The master said softly: "The five immortals in the Northeast have their own main flags, and the Huang family is mostly immortal, so only the Huang family dares to use the apricot yellow flag, this flag is only used to set up a hall through the sky, and the breath of each family also depends on the color of the main flag." ”

"So, how can you have the anger of the Huang family?"

The master's face was full of confusion and incomprehension, and there was a trace of doubt looming on his face.

The master slapped the armrest of the chair and shouted: "Huang Tianhe! ”

Turning his head, the master asked hurriedly, "Yesterday, what did you say to Huang Tianhe?" ”

"Huh?"

I looked at the master suspiciously, not that I was pretending to be stupid, but that I really couldn't think of anything.

If it weren't for the existence of surveillance, I wouldn't even remember seeing Huang Tianhe, let alone remembering what I told him, but the surveillance proved that I had met Huang Tianhe, and now I have the breath of the Huang family in me.

I seem to be gradually finding a clue, but this clue is like the pulse of a seriously ill person, very weak, so weak that it will disappear at any moment.

Although there was something wrong with the spiritual root, but fortunately, my mind was clear, I lowered my head, closed my eyes, and peeled off the cocoon little by little, and finally, a bold idea slowly emerged in my mind.

"Master", I looked at the master with a pout: "I feel that I have lost a memory. ”