But the master didn't say it, and she didn't want to ask.

"You just said that the man in black took Qiqi away?" Yun Tingshen's words pulled back the thoughts that were drifting away from the flowers.

"Yes, Master, I was occupied by the remnant soul at that time, and I didn't see the appearance of the man in black, but according to Aotian's description, the man in black was dead all over his body."

Dead air? Is it puppetry? Judging from what Hua Jian said, the black-clothed masked man has strong martial arts and a strong sense of autonomy, and he is not like a puppet made of puppetry.

If it weren't a puppet, why would a living person be dead?

Yun Tingshen's slender fingers rested on the lid of the pale cyan porcelain cup, tapping one after the other.

If that person's goal was to be poor in the first place, why didn't he appear when he came out? Instead, he waited for the remnant soul and Aotian in the body of Hua Jian to defeat Qi Qi before he slowly made a move.

Did he know that it was possible for Hua Jian to subdue Qi Qi? If so, this person must be very close to the flowers, and know her very well.

Yun Tingshen went through the minds of the people who were close to the flowers, and found nothing suspicious.

didn't kill her, but saved her, indicating that Hua Jian is not in danger for the time being.

Who is it in the next big game of chess, what is this chess game?

Yun Tingshen felt as if he was caught in a fog, and wanted to go out, but he couldn't even find the direction.

The only thing that is certain is that the enemy has set their sights on them.

It seems that the people in the sect have to check it secretly.

Demon Xiu, the man in black, the poor ...... The world has only been peaceful for a hundred years, and will it be turbulent again?

Yun Tingshen suddenly felt a little tired, and told Hua Jian to leave a few words, and then asked her to retreat.

After Hua Jianli left, Yun Tingshen returned to the attic, touched the wall a few times, and a painting immediately appeared on the wall, Yun Tingshen's figure flashed, and immediately disappeared in place.

As soon as I opened my eyes again, I appeared in the painting.

He crossed a long bluestone path and stood still on a meadow.

With a wave of his hand, an inconspicuous cabin appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Yun Ting pushed the door in and walked to the bedside, and there was a person lying on the small leaf red sandalwood carved bed.

It was an elegant and refined beauty, with no powder on her face, but her cheeks were ruddy, fresh and moving, her eyes were closed and her long eyelashes were slightly drooping, and her fair little face was quiet.

Yun Tingshen took out a keel from the storage ring, and with a twist of his wrist, the keel floated above the girl.

The dragon bone emitted layers of golden light, and all of them entered the girl's body.

"I found the dragon bone of the demon dragon for you from Beihai, and after you absorbed this dragon bone, your soul was basically stable." Yun Tingshen looked at the girl lying on the bed, as if she was asleep, and said to herself.

"After you died, he did not hesitate to break with the sect for you, betrayed the sect and went down the mountain to become a demon cultivator, I tried my best to gather your three souls and seven spirits, but unfortunately it was a step too late after all, if he knew that you still had hope of survival, would he not fall into the devil's way, and he would be wrong again and again. He must have hated me so much, after all, it was I, the master, who didn't protect him well. ”

Yun Ting let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to relieve the depression in his heart.

He took out the small bottle he had brought with him, sat down on the low table next to him and took a sip.

Lowering his eyes, his expression darkened, "No matter what, I still have to do my best to cure you, and it can be regarded as fulfilling his wish." ”

After the dragon bones of the demon dragon were all absorbed, a soft white light emitted from the beauty's body, and then it returned to calm.

Yun Tingshen stood up and walked out of the cabin, and with a wave of his hand, the room disappeared again.

Glancing at the place where the wooden house had disappeared, Yun Tingshen turned around and flew out.

When Hua Jianli returned to the room, he began to refine the pill non-stop, because half a month later, the Immortal Cultivation Realm was going to hold an auction.

The organizer of the auction, Shuanghuamen, set the auction location in Lizhou, East China Sea.

This East China Sea Lizhou is a good place, a radius of 4,000 miles, it can be said that there is a god of Zhizhi fairy grass, there is a pile of jade under the Qiongdui, there is a spring like wine in the Dongying Mountain, the taste is sweet, you will get drunk when you drink a few liters, and the legend can also make people immortal.

The auction in which the five immortal sects all participated was unprecedented, and there must be countless rare treasures among them.

Although Hanama left the auction under the mountain, it was not a grade at all compared to the auction in Xianmen.

Therefore, Hua Jianli attaches great importance to this matter, and at the auction, she must make a big profit, and by the way, see if she can auction any treasures that meet her heart.

Half a month has passed in a flash, and Hua Jianli has already prepared the auction items at the auction - a full three hundred pills!

She put these pills in a Qiankun bag and went down to Ziyun Peak with her master.

Because it was necessary to cross the sea to go to Lizhou in the East China Sea, after the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect arrived at the seaside, they all took the spirit boat prepared by the Shuanghua Gate in advance.

The interior of the spirit boat was very spacious, enough to accommodate 500 people, and the spirit boat dragged a rolling silver belt, drew a lone line on the deep blue sea, and then slowly flew up.

Qin Sizhu's eyes widened in surprise suddenly, "This, this ship, how can it still fly?!" ”

"This is not an ordinary ship, this is a flying spirit boat refined by the refining master with red marble with aura, have you seen the eight monks standing in the bow and stern of the ship? They are responsible for using spiritual power to control the direction and speed of the ship. Bai Yusheng next to her was amused by Qin Sizhu, and pointed to the eight Frost Huamen disciples standing at the bow and stern of the boat.

Qin Sizhu stood on tiptoe and saw that there were indeed eight women in ice blue silk robes controlling the spirit boat, and wondered,

"Why are they all female disciples?"

Chu Huai interjected happily, "Because there are more female disciples of the Shuanghua Sect than male disciples. ”

Hua Jianli also glanced at the eight women who had a long whip pinned to their waists and drove the boat, and she noticed it when she was in the secret realm, among the disciples who went to the Shuanghua Sect, there were only a few male disciples.

Sure enough, as mentioned in the book, in the Shuanghua Gate, the male disciples make the sword, and the female disciple uses the whip, the yin is prosperous and the yang is declining, and the whip is long and the sword is short.

And Qu Menghua, the master of the Shuanghua Gate, is the only female master among the five immortal gates, and the woman does not let her eyebrows, and now she has cultivated to the late stage of the transformation of gods.

The spirit boat is speeding in the air, and the flowers are standing on the side of the boat and looking down, the gorgeous sunset is reflected in the vast sea, like the red ribbon cut by the fairy, and the wisps are entwined with the sea water, and the waves are constantly surging, as if the lively children are playing.

The waves are magnificent and endless.

After walking for about half an hour, an island shrouded in fairy mist appeared in front of me.

The island is lush and beautiful.

The most conspicuous is the towering Dongying Mountain, born by the sea, although shrouded in clouds and mist, you can still see the white line of waves rushing from a distance, slamming into the reef on the edge of the cliff, making a rhythmic splashing sound, and then bursting foam, disappearing between the sand and stones.

The spirit boat landed, and the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect finally arrived at Lizhou in the East China Sea before dark.

(End of chapter)