Guided all the way to a secret room behind the main hall.

Outside the closed stone gate, there is a martial barrier to seal it.

With a flick of one hand, the barrier dissipated.

The slowly opening stone door does not have dust scattered, which means that the door is often opened.

"The disciples of Kuidian all think that my mother is in retreat and cultivation, but they don't know ......."

A tulle face, revealing a wry smile.

Then lead the way.

The claustrophobic space, with the fire swaying on the walls, this is an ordinary cultivation secret room.

After passing through the short passage, we came to the inside of the secret room, which had less than 100 square meters.

The wooden table was littered with books of all kinds, as well as scattered pieces of paper covered in scribbled handwriting.

On the bed, there was a middle-aged woman sleeping, with her hair tied in a bun, looking unusually calm.

If it weren't for the extremely pale face, without any blood, no matter who looked at it, it would seem to be in a deep sleep.

Qianxi picked up the papers scattered on the ground casually, and said in an urn voice: "Mother has been asleep for one hundred and seventy-five years. ”

"In the beginning, I was able to speak a few words, but then I ......"

When Yebei heard this, he looked at the sleeping man on the bed, but Que Cang looked closely at the ancient books on the table.

"Night North, those book records, there are weird."

"What's weird?"

I look at the north side of the night.

"These records, which seem messy, are all ancient secret techniques, although they are incomplete, they should not appear here."

"Where is that supposed to be?"

Yebei couldn't help but ask.

Suddenly, Que Cang was silent, and replied after a moment: "Anyway, it shouldn't be here." ”

The sound of the urn fell, and there was no response.

On Que Lao's body, there are definitely things that Yebei doesn't know, but he never talks about it, and Yebei can't pry his mouth open to ask.

And at this moment, Ye Bei moved to the bedside.

The sleeping body on the bed is at most in his thirties, and he is quite beautiful, and no one would have thought that he would be the Holy Venerable of this palace.

As soon as Yebei stretched out his arm, wanting to investigate the other party's injury, Qianxi suddenly lightly raised his red lips and said, "Mr. Ye, you'd better leave a piece of Yuan Qi, so that even if something happens, you can save your life." ”

As he spoke, he took out a black token from the Qiankun bag, which was exactly the same as the one that Yebei had obtained before.

"Just crush it, absorb it, and you'll get the element."

Yebei looked at the token, he didn't take it, and he didn't need to take it, he had one himself.

"Crush it, and I'll be one of your palaces."

Yebei said indifferently.

In the token, there is a trace of an extremely strange aura, and Yebei has already noticed it.

It's only now that we know what this token is really for.

This is probably the reason why he can control so many disciples.

"Mr. Ye is too worried, if you can really save my mother, how can my mother control you, this trick, it should be grateful."

"No, you don't."

Yebei refused.

"If your mother can resurrect the person I want to resurrect, it will be enough for me to help her."

When the words fell, Yebei stretched out one hand and lightly rested it on his wrist.

As soon as the two fingers touched, it was suddenly extremely cold!

At the same time, an extremely strong suction, along the position of contact, frantically absorbed the strength in Yebei's body.

In such a scene, Qianxi seemed unusually calm, and there was no surprise.

It seems that this will be the case for a long time.

But the next moment, it shocked her.

I saw Yebei suddenly move his palm, and between his slightly frowning eyebrows, it was difficult to hide his solemn look.

"How, how could it be ......?"

Shocked, Qianxi covered his face with both hands, and couldn't help but take two steps back, stunned in place.

In the past, everyone would be drained of their true qi and die, and there was no way to get rid of this suction.

But the young man in white at the moment can easily break away.

Yebei ignored the shocked light in Qianxi's eyes and fell into deep thought.

"In the other party's body, there is a primordial spirit."

Que Cang's voice suddenly sounded.

This sentence is undoubtedly superfluous, and as the Holy Venerable of the Kui Palace, it is naturally easy to cultivate the Yuan Shen.

But condensing the voice means that it is not so simple.

It's just because this primordial god doesn't belong to Qianxi's mother.

In other words, the reason why her mother is like this is because of this other person's primordial spirit.

This point, under Yebei's personal investigation, naturally knows.

Moreover, this person fell into a coma because he was trying his best to suppress the power of the other party's primordial spirit.

At the moment, the two sides can be said to be mutually dependent and mutually exterminating.

If you want to be cured, you must first destroy the other party's primordial spirit, otherwise, everything is useless.

"Mr. Night, please save my mother."

While he was pondering, a cry of pleading came.

How could Qianxi have imagined that Yebei would be able to get rid of this suction.

Suddenly, his deep eyes looked at the shadow beside him, and it was difficult to hide his anger.

The other party clearly knew that if she wanted to save her mother, she had to use the body of a warrior.

It's just because the power of that primordial god is not a martial artist, but a martial artist!

This is what surprised Yebei.

With the body of a warrior, cultivate the primordial spirit, in this spiritual land that is not suitable for the cultivation of martial artists, who can do it?

Even if it's Yebei, I'm afraid it won't be able to do it.

"How many people have you killed?"

An abrupt word echoed in this secret room.

With the other party sleeping for a hundred years, he simply can't support it until now.

It is necessary to use the true qi of the warrior to maintain it.

Just that suction just now, the warrior will die if he touches it!

"Three, thirty-seven people ......"

Qianxi understood what Yebei asked, and replied.

Feeling the murderous gaze enveloping him, he hurriedly spoke again: "Mr. Night, these people are not dead, they have the primordial aperture, as long as they are immortal, they are immortal." ”

"This matter is what they are willing, as long as they treat my mother, I will make up for it with the method of martial arts."

Seemingly reasonable explanation, how could Yebei believe it.

"Knowing that your mother is seriously injured, how can these people live?"

The importance of this matter is obvious to the woman in front of her, and those who know about it will not live!

In order to save her mother, she killed thirty-seven lives, how could Yebei save such a person.

When Qianxi heard this, she knelt on one knee and made a woman's gift.

"Mr. Night, please believe me, I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately, these people have all been arranged to cultivate in one place, this is a perfect place for them, when my mother wakes up, they can regain their freedom, and when the time comes, let them come out, it is estimated that no one will come out."

The condensed voice is full of sincerity between the lines.

Cultivating the blessed land, Yebei may believe it, but he doesn't believe the other party's words.

"Mr. Night!"

Seeing that Yebei didn't believe it at all, Qianxi sighed.

The words fell, and he suddenly pointed his two fingers to his chest, and his fingertips surged vigorously, forcing out a drop of essence blood.

"If Mr. doesn't believe it, the little girl is willing to recognize Mr. as the master, and if she finds out that I have a half-word lie, she will take her life at any time."

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