The tremendous power released by the Blood Spirit Pill enveloped the entire house, and it seemed that the air in the room was scorched hot.

Song Ningxi was so suppressed by the Blood Spirit Pill that he couldn't move, he secretly mobilized his spiritual power, but his meager spiritual power was at most a third-rate disciple of the sect, and in addition to his identity, he couldn't touch the upper-class exercises, and his spiritual power was low, if he did it, he might not even be able to beat the guard disciples at the door.

The people outside the house saw the red light filling the house, and they didn't know what was happening inside the house, Song Ningxi felt that the spiritual power in his body was surging under the light of the blood spirit pill, and it was extremely hot.

At this moment, Xia Yuan was awakened by the heat emitted by the Blood Spirit Pill, he opened his eyes in a daze, and turned his head to see that Song Ningxi had been sucked into the air by the Blood Spirit Pill.

"Uh......" Xia Yuan made a weak sound, and then fell asleep again.

The red aura released by the Blood Spirit Pill slowly transformed, the appearance of the branches and leaves, the branches were intertwined, growing and extending rapidly, and suddenly, the red branch aura suddenly pierced into Song Ningxi's abdomen.

The strong sense of oppression made Song Ningxi faintly gag.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Song Ningxi's mouth was open, making a vomiting appearance.

At this moment, the spirit gathering spells in the room began to activate their effects, and all the talismans pulled out golden spiritual power filaments and tied them to the branches of the red spiritual energy, as if they were fixing and pushing him into Song Ningxi's body.

Song Ningxi's face was full of horror, he didn't know what was going on, and thought in his heart: "It's over, it's over, am I going to die here?"

There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he saw that the branches of the red aura were embedded in his body, but he couldn't shout to ease and release his pain.

Large beads of sweat seeped through his skin.

Heat, choking, panic, pain......

Song Ningxi felt that he was going through the most difficult moment of his life.

The red spiritual power that entered his body directly entered his dantian and impacted his inner dan.

Every time it hurts to the bone marrow.

For the first time, the impact of Nedan trembled slightly.

The second time, Nedan shook violently.

The third time, Nedan began to shatter, cracking little by little......

"I ...... It's mine...... Inside...... Dan" Song Ningxi made a slight sound.

In this pain, it seemed that time had been ignored by him, and every second was incomparably long for him.

I don't know how long it took for him to realize that the blood pill floating in the air was gradually melting and becoming smaller, and the red aura tree had already integrated into more than half of his body.

The abdomen pounded again, this time the pain made him almost collapse, and Song Ningxi's vision changed.

At first it was red, then it was gray and white.

In fact, Song Ningxi himself couldn't see his appearance at this time, his eyes were red, and his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth were all glowing with gold, which was similar to the appearance of Mr. Wu Zhe when he cast the spell.

"I'll ...... I...... ...... I'm going to die......"

Song Ningxi was extremely tired, her eyelids seemed to be unable to hold on, and they drooped slowly.

Song Ningxi cursed a dirty word in his heart, and then his eyes went dark.

When the Blood Spirit Pill completely dissolved and melted into Song Ningxi's body, he also fell from mid-air.

Fall to the ground.

Gradually, the red light and heat in the house disappeared, and Wu Zhe outside the house saw that the red light had faded, so he pushed the door and entered.

On the bed, Xia Yuan was lying calmly, and on the ground, Song Ningxi was prostrate facing the ground.

Mr. Wu Zhe came to the bedside, and saw that Xia Yuan's face did not improve at all, and his heart was empty: "It's not that it didn't succeed." ”

Because Mr. Wu Zhe had estimated before that the Blood Spirit Condensation Method plus the White Jade Qilin Fruit should be seventy or eighty percent sure of curing Xia Yuan, and then he had the effect of finding a Hundred Refining Ding and adding the Quartet Beidou Talisman to attract the spirit of the Xuan Tai Shang Fu, and he should be ten percent sure that he would cure Xia Yuan.

"Door master, door master......" Mr. Wu Zhe shouted twice, Xia Yuan slowly opened his eyes and saw that it was Mr. Wu Zhe.

"Uncle Wu. ”

Compared to before, Xia Yuan's breath was much more stable when he spoke.

"How does it feel, Yuan'er?"

Mr. Wu Zhe was extremely distressed when he saw that he was looking at Xia Yuan, who had grown up, so guilty, and at this moment, he no longer called Xia Yuan the master of the door, but Yuan'er.

Xia Tan's family came in, Qiansuo and Xia Tan went to the bedside, and Qianru saw that her father and brother had gone to Xia Yuan's side, so she went to check on Song Ningxi who was lying on the ground.

"Song Ningxi!

Qianru patted Song Ningxi's face, Song Ningxi slowly opened his eyes, and saw that it was Qianru's beautiful face, and he was not yet conscious, so he said in his heart: "This girl is so beautiful." ”

"No, isn't this Miss Qianru?" In an instant, Song Ningxi came to his senses, and he got up suddenly: "Miss Qianru." ”

"Are you alright? ”

Song Ningxi's memory was a little fragmented, he didn't recall what happened before he fainted, of course, Xia Yuan also had the same situation as him.

"I'm fine, miss. ”

"Come, get up and talk about it. Qianru helped Song Ningxi up and went to visit Xia Yuan.

"Uncle. ”

"Hmm. Xia Yuan replied, he looked at the four people in front of him, his younger brother Xia Tan, his nephew Qiansuo, his niece Qianru, and his elder Mr. Wu Zhe, and felt in his heart that this was family affection.

"Second brother, after this illness, I have decided to designate the next sect master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect as ....... Xia Yuan paused, Qian Suo was shocked, he pondered: "According to the rules of the sect, the position of the master of the sect is to be passed on to the next generation of disciples, looking at the entire sect except me, who else will it be?"

Xia Qiansuo was overjoyed in his heart, he threw himself on the side of the bed diligently, and said pretendedly: "Uncle, you are in the prime of life, and the Qingxuan Sword Sect needs you." ”

Xia Yuan looked at Qiansuo and smiled slightly: "Life and death are impermanent, I still set up the door master early...... Master ......"

Suddenly, Xia Yuan's expression darkened suddenly, and he was breathing heavily, out of breath, his eyes wide, and he looked suffocated in pain.

"Back to the light!" Mr. Wu Zhe was taken aback and said four words casually.

It turned out that the aura emitted by the Blood Spirit Pill that was emitted to the house was absorbed by Xia Yuan a little bit, and the weak blood spirit pill spiritual power made Xia Yuan enter a state of returning to light, that is to say, the last trace of power contained in his body's various functions was activated together, making Xia Yuan briefly appear to be recovering.

Uncle Wu, ...... my eldest brother?"

Xia Tan understood what it meant to return to the light, but he still had the last glimmer of hope and asked Mr. Wu Zhe.

Wu Zhe shook his head, bowed his head and was silent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qiansuo hurriedly asked, "Who is it?" Uncle, who is the master of the door?"

At this moment, Xia Yuan, who was dying, began to blur his consciousness, and his life experience, like a comic book, appeared in front of him page by page, including the picture of the blood spirit pill entering Song Ningxi's body before.

Xia Yuan suddenly woke up, the life-saving elixir was actually absorbed by a third-order house slave, although Xia Yuan didn't know why this was so, but he understood one thing, that is, he was going to die.

Xia Yuan looked at Song Ningxi behind Qianru, he was furious, and he said excitedly: "It's him...... It's ...... him."

Qiansuo glanced back at Song Ningxi, felt incredible, and hurriedly asked Xia Yuan: "Uncle, how could it be him, he is a house slave, who is the master of the door to pass it on?"

At this moment, Xia Yuan couldn't listen to the words of others, and he kept repeating: "That's it...... That's him...... Surname...... Peaceful...... Creek!"

After Xia Yuan finished speaking, his expression was hideous and distorted, he stared at Song Ningxi unwillingly, and fell.

Song Ningxi was also confused at the moment: "Me?!"

Xia Yuan fell on the bed, his whole body convulsed twice, and his mouth let out a whining breath, and then his body began to dry up, and he instantly became extremely old.

"Big brother!"

"Uncle!"

Xia Yuan's father and son shouted for Xia Yuan, but at this moment, Xia Yuan was already angry.

"Uncle!" Qianru fell to her knees and cried.

Mr. Wu Zhe was accustomed to seeing life and death, and his performance was not intense, so he sighed with a straight face, and then walked out of the house with a black cane.

"The soul goes to the soul, the soul returns to the soul ......"

Qiansuo shook Xia Yuan's corpse, but to no avail.

He turned around and saw Song Ningxi with a blank face, he was so angry that his teeth itched, he got up and quickly rushed to Song Ningxi, grabbed him by the collar and asked, "Humble third-order house slave, ...... What kind of method did you use to bewitch my uncle and make ...... Let him...... Passing on the throne to you?"

"I ......," Song Ningxi explained, "I don't know, how can the master ......?"

"Pass me the position of the master of the door. ”

Qiansuo raised his fist and was about to hit Song Ningxi in the face, Qianru got up and grabbed Qiansuo: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?!" Chisuo's expression went crazy: "I'm going to kill this despicable minion!"

"Presumptuous!"

Xia Tan covered Xia Yuan's face with the quilt, turned around and got up, and roared angrily: "Little rabbit cub, didn't you hear your uncle's dying order?"

"Dad, but ......" Qiansuo turned around and defended: "But this guy is just a third-order house slave, why did the uncle pass on the position of the master of the door to him!"

"Your uncle must have arranged it for him to do this, and he won't let go!" Xia Tan pointed his fingers and tried his best to contain his anger.

"I ...... I ......" Seeing that his father was angry, Chisuo thought twice and slowly put his hand down.

"Song Ningxi came out with me. ”

Xia Tan said to Song Ningxi, and Song Ningxi responded: "Yes, second master." ”

Xia Tan and Song Ningxi arrived at the door and said to the disciples outside the door: "The sect master Xia Yuan is now immortal. ”

The disciples outside the door were in an uproar.

"The ...... of the Doorman"

"How is this possible......"

"Old Man Wu didn't say that he could ......"

......

Xia Tan raised his hands high and said, "Quiet!"

The disciples were suddenly silent.

"The master of the door, before he died, passed the position of the master of the door to Song Ningxi of the Qingxuan Sword Sect. ”

"Song!"

"Ning!"

"Creek!"

The disciples outside the room were all shocked, and everyone had a jaw drop on their faces.

"What's going on?"

"It's him!"

"No, he's just a third-order house slave!"

......

The disciples outside the door talked one after another.

Seeing this, Song Ningxi hurriedly said to Xia Tan: "Second master, I am the master of the door, it must not work, or you come." ”

Xia Tan understood that with Song Ningxi's identity and knowledge, it was very difficult for him to agree to be the head of the door.

But Xia Yuan's last order, Xia Tan did not dare to disobey, and Xia Tan respected his eldest brother very much, and he always thought that his eldest brother must have done this for a reason.

"Big brother, I hope you didn't choose the wrong person, if this young man is really a good material, I, Xia Tan, swear that I will assist him well. ”

Xia Tan secretly made an oath to Xia Yuan in his heart.

Xia Tan saw Song Ningxi's cowardly and dazed appearance, and had a plan: "Song Ningxi, this is my eldest brother's last order, do you dare to disobey?"

"It's not...... I ......" Song Ningxi said incoherently nervously: "Second master, there must be some misunderstanding in this...... I...... Oops......"

Song Ningxi himself didn't know the reason, so he could only sigh.

"Do you know what the punishment is for disobeying the master's will?"

Xia Tan's expression was serious, and he spoke in an obviously threatening tone.

"I don't know. ”

Song Ningxi replied timidly and softly.

"It is a capital crime to be a third-order domestic slave of your life, ten thousand arrows pierce your heart, burn your bones and cut your flesh. ”

"I'll go, so vicious!" Song Ningxi complained nonchalantly.

"What are you talking about!?" Xia Tan's tone became heavier, and his threatening aura became stronger.

"Hehehe......" Song Ningxi whispered with a smile: "Then I will agree first, and then pass on the throne to you, do you think it's okay?"

"Presumptuous, are you the master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect who is the master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect? ”

Xia Tan's scolding not only frightened Song Ningxi, but also frightened the disciples outside the door.

"Besides, there is only one inheritance rule for the position of the master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, if you want to pass on the throne to others, you can do it. Xia Tan saw that the atmosphere at the door was depressed, so he turned to Song Ningxi with a smile.

"What is the method?" Song Ningxi hurriedly asked.

Xia Tan blocked his mouth with his hand, and whispered to Song Ningxi with a side face: "It's also death!"

"Ah......" Song Ningxi looked at Xia Tan with a loveless expression.