Chapter Fifty-Eight: Soul Locking Nail
Half of Qiqi's spirit core had been successfully integrated into the body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and Xiao Hanyan was relieved to see that his face was somewhat relieved.
Fortunately, this spirit core didn't think about selling it again, otherwise this kid would have wanted to be saved.
Xiao Hanyan stood aside and watched Elder Qingzhi bandage the wound of the unconscious young man, thinking of the hurtful magic nail, he couldn't help but wonder: "Elder Qingzhi, what is the purpose of leaving today?" It was even possible to erode the monk's cultivation, and those magic nails only attacked the main seat at that time, and it was obvious that it was prepared for the main seat. ”
Everyone present at the scene at that time could see it clearly, and there was also the master mentioned in Chi Li's mouth, could it be that this poisonous nail was from his master's hand?
Xiao Hanyan paced beside the bed and thought.
"This magic weapon is very vicious, and it is definitely not something that ordinary demon cultivators can refine." Elder Qingzhi said as he covered Bei Ming Xiu with a quilt, and then got up.
Since the two have something to discuss, they naturally want to find a suitable venue.
There happened to be an octagonal pavilion outside the door, with a cloud gauze curtain blowing on the ground, and the little disciple was instructed to serve the brewed new tea, and Elder Qingzhi made a gesture of invitation, signaling Xiao Hanyan to take a seat.
Xiao Hanyan nodded and walked into the pavilion and sat on the round drum stone bench, not bothering to taste tea, "If the elder has something to say, he might as well speak up." ”
Elder Qingzhi, who was in the room just now, obviously didn't make his words clear, and Xiao Hanyan was also wondering what he thought, and he didn't mind delaying here a little longer.
Elder Qing Zhi took out the black sharp object taken out of the Northern Darkness Cultivator's body, and now there was no Yin Demonic Qi on the metal, just like an ordinary iron nail.
His face was serious: "I don't know who refined this magic nail, but I know that a person can refine this thing......"
"What?"
Xiao Hanyan then asked, "Who is that person?" ”
Elder Qingzhi placed the magic nail on the stone table and said a name that surprised and surprised her: "Immortal Yi Lingzi." ”
"Uncle Shi?" Xiao Hanyan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously not very believing Elder Qingzhi's answer.
Elder Qingzhi could also see that she didn't believe it, so he said bluntly: "Yi Lingzi Immortal Elder failed to cross the tribulation at the beginning, and his cultivation was completely wasted, and since then he has fallen to the altar, and everyone laughs at him like an ant. ”
"The immortal chief had a bit of a friendship with the old man at that time, after that incident, he came to visit the old man every once in a while, only to say that he had no cultivation, and he was injured by the heavenly thunder, and he was no longer able to cultivate normally, so he wanted the old man to teach him to learn alchemy."
Xiao Hanyan listened carefully, reached out and picked up the magic nail in front of him, and rubbed his fingertips on the edge, "Since Senior Uncle Ancestor is learning to refine medicine from the elders, what does it have to do with refining this magic nail?" ”
Elder Qingzhi sneered, his face was uncertain, and his eyes looked at the scenery in front of him, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.
I only heard him continue with a little emotion: "It is true that Immortal Yi Lingzi followed the old man to learn to refine the pill at the beginning, and he learned it very quickly, even the old man felt that he had a high talent in refining medicine. ”
"It's just that one day the old man came back from a trip, and found that there was a very strong demonic aura in the house, and he was shocked, thinking that the immortal chief was killed by the demon cultivator in the old man's medicine courtyard, and when he broke the door, the old man didn't see any demon cultivators, nor did he see the figure of the immortal chief, only a few hidden weapons placed on the table and the damaged alchemy furnace in the house, and the demonic energy that the old man felt outside the courtyard was emitted by the things on the table." Elder Qingzhi stared at the things in Xiao Hanyan's hand, vaguely emotionally unstable, but he suppressed it.
Xiao Hanyan waited for the content behind Elder Qingzhi and did not choose to interject.
"The old man was just about to destroy this thing, but Immortal Yi Lingzi rushed back to stop the old man."
Elder Qingzhi sighed: "The old man questioned the Immortal Chief at that time, but the poison came from him, the Immortal Chief ignored the old man, took the magic nail refined on the table and left the medicine furnace, and then never saw the Immortal Chief come back." ”
"The elder can clearly see that the thing that Uncle Shi has refined is this one in the hands of this seat?"
Qing Zhi was very sure: "It's not wrong, the old man was very shocked at the time, and he also didn't understand why the immortal chief had contact with monsters." ”
After listening to what Elder Qingzhi said, Xiao Hanyan couldn't help but think of how sluggish he, a jealous and talented senior uncle, was after losing his proud cultivation.
The master was also busy with the affairs of the master and the ancestor at that time, until the master and the ancestor suddenly left the Qi Sect......
That day, Xiao Hanyan still remembered that Yi Lingzi's uncle and ancestor walked out of the gate of the Qi Sect with all the vicissitudes of life, no matter how Xi Yizi's ancestor kept it, he couldn't recall the figure that was also resolute.
Then, she never saw Yi Lingzi's uncle again.
Today, when I heard Elder Qingzhi's words, I realized that Uncle Shi was going to look for him at that time.
Xiao Hanyan clenched the magic nail in his hand, which was no different from an ordinary nail, and suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.
However, she didn't say it directly to Elder Qingzhi, but got up indifferently as usual.
"The elder has worked hard today, and there are still things to deal with in this seat, so I won't stay here."
Elder Qingzhi saw that Xiao Hanyan was leaving, and he also got up: "It's okay, then the sect master will go and get busy first, and the disciples in the house will be placed here by the old man to recuperate first." ”
She left in a hurry, but did not return to Yunhe Peak.
The mountain gate of the enchantment had been destroyed, and Xiao Hanyan flew to the gate of the mountain and saw Elder Qingsong repairing the enchantment alone.
She stepped forward and was relieved: "It seems that this seat is late, but it makes Elder Qingsong bother so much." ”
Hearing the sound, Elder Qingsong had just repaired the enchantment, and it was even stronger than before, and he was satisfied with retracting his mana.
"What did the sect master say, didn't the old man see that you were busy saving that disciple named Northern Meditation Cultivator, and didn't have time to make this enchantment." Elder Qingpine swept the dust, and the damaged stone beast at the mountain gate had been replaced with a new one.
Xiao Hanyan's gaze swept over the two white stone beasts.
The texture is very new, it is estimated that it has just been carved, and there is no such stone as equipment in the sect, so it must have been bought back from the outside.
"In that case, then I will thank the elders first."
Elder Qingsong smiled and shook the dust: "Don't dare to be, this is what the old man should do." ”
Xiao Hanyan suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "What was damaged today, can the elder find someone to figure it out?" ”
"Back to the sect master, it has been counted, and the damaged items are recorded in the account book just now, and the old man has already asked the disciple to send it to your peak." When Elder Qingsong saw her mention this, he thought of the treasures he had lost, and his heart ached.
It was all he worked so hard to get back from the trading house at a low price, and some of them were destroyed before they could be used, which really made him angry.
Xiao Hanyan nodded: "It's hard work." ”
She had to look elsewhere to avoid any mistakes, so she left first.
The graceful figure appeared in a place full of ruins.
Today's battle had indeed damaged a lot of Qi Zong's house, and Xiao Hanyan's plain white shoes stepped on the stone chips, making a slight noise.
The strange sight coming from the soles of her shoes made her look down in confusion.
Xiao Hanyan moved his feet and looked closely, and a mud-stained token could be vaguely seen lying under the gravel chips.
She thought it was familiar.
With a white and clean hand, Xiao Hanyan picked up the token, wiped the mud with his fingertips and looked closely, and a trace of coldness flashed in his snow eyes.
Xiao Hanyan put away the things in his hand and turned to leave.
There was a hint of anger on his face.
The disciples who were cleaning up the scene saw their sect master leave with an ugly face, and even his breath unconsciously restrained, for fear of offending her by taking an extra breath.
At Wuji Peak, there was a delicate thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl kneeling in front of Luo Biyun.
The girl endured the pain of being whipped in her back, and looked up at the woman with a gloomy face, and a trace of resentment flashed in her heart.
"Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong! Forgive your disciple this time! Fang Ningxiang's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she looked very pitiful.
The pictures that Luo Biyun saw in the Hall of Elders, thinking back to what had just been interrogated, and saying that it was false if he wasn't angry.
It's just that she is just this one disciple, usually more well-behaved and obedient, with good talents, and she has a little compassion on her face after whipping and teaching herself.
Luo Biyun sat back in his chair, and didn't immediately let Fang Ningxiang, who was in pain all over his body, get up, "You just said that you have returned the door ban to the disciple who guarded the door that day?" ”
Although she didn't know why Luo Biyun asked herself like this, Fang Ningxiang still answered honestly.
"Then the teacher will ask you again, this ban may have left you when you were taken out of the sect?"
Fang Ningxiang felt a sigh in her heart, her intuition was not quite right......
The panic in her heart made her answer hesitate: "No, no." ”
Looking at her like this, how could Luo Biyun not see anything.
Immediately, she threw out a rattan whip and slapped it directly on Fang Ningxiang's thin back, so that she couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Master, master, stop fighting! I'll be honest, please stop! ”
Fang Ningxiang was so painful that her facial features were about to distort, and she scolded Luo Biyun again in her heart.
Luo Biyun didn't know what she was thinking, she just wanted to hear Fang Ningxiang's truth now.
"If you dare to hide it, don't blame the teacher for not being emotional!" Luo Biyun knew that this matter would definitely arouse Xiao Hanyan's suspicions, and his tone was waiting to be punished after Xiao Hanyan knew about it, so it was better to let her take the lead in dealing with it first, and then let her disciple admit her mistake when the time came.
So, she now had to be herself.
Fang Ningxiang barely straightened her waist, because her back was too painful, and physiological tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "The disciple soiled his clothes before he went out of the mountain, so he changed into a clean set in the inn at the bottom of the mountain, but the disciple was forgetful, and he forgot to take out the door ban in his pocket at that time, but at that time, the clothes were just taken and washed by the maid of the inn, and the disciple remembered that there was something he didn't take, so he turned back and took it!" The two door bans are there, and now one is given to the master you, and the other is returned to the senior brother who guards the mountain gate. ”
Seeing Luo Biyun raise his hand again, Luo Biyun's body trembled instantly: "What the disciple said is true!" Please also ask the master to be clear! ”
Luo Biyun snorted coldly and withdrew the rattan whip.
Seeing this, Fang Ningxiang reluctantly relieved her face.
Fuck this dead old witch is really ruthless enough to beat people, and she can still attack her own first disciple so badly, it really hurts her to death.