"What? Giant Blood Spider was killed by them?"

Miao Feng let out a strange scream, and his face became even more gloomy.

Seeing this, Pan Shijie told his father what had happened.

After Miao Feng Sanren listened, his thin face twitched uncontrollably, looking extremely angry, that giant blood spider he had raised for decades, and his strength was comparable to that of two masters in the middle of the innate realm, and he was suddenly killed like this, which couldn't help but make him feel painful.

"It's just right that the three of them died! Shijie, that girl is just a tool used by Shen Yulang, are you still reluctant to let her go? ”

Miao Feng Sanren glared at Pan Shijie and said in a deep voice.

When Pan Shijie heard this, he said a little dissatisfied: "Shen Yulang uses her as a tool, that's your plan, and it's none of my business." ”

"Bastard! Look at the way you look now, how will you inherit the position of the head of the Jiuling Sect in the future?

Miao Feng was furious, looking like he hated iron but not steel, and pointed at Pan Shijie and scolded.

"Yes, father. ”

Pan Shijie drooped his head and responded, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of his father.

However, when Pan Shijie turned his head, he still reluctantly glanced at the bottom of the cliff, alas, it would be a pity if that stunning beauty died......

............

At the bottom of the cliff, in a large pit more than half a person deep.

"Ling Xiaoyou......"

There seemed to be a voice ringing out.

Who's calling me?

It was pitch black all around, and Ling Shaoyun heard someone calling in a daze.

I'm dead, right? Well, it should be!

Because Ling Shaoyun found that his body was already unconscious.

"Ling Xiaoyou......"

In the drowsiness, the voice rang out again.

I saw a soft cyan light floating out of Ling Shaoyun's chest, and the green mang changed from small to large, and after a while, an ancient monk with a fairy wind bone and a strange appearance appeared in the green mang.

"You are?"

Ling Shaoyun woke up from his drowsiness and said in surprise.

"I am the first guardian disciple of the Sky Source, Qingluan is also. ”

The ancient monk's face was ruddy, and he said like a spring breeze.

It turns out that this monk is Qingluan, and I didn't expect to see him after I died!

"I'm dead, I failed to complete the trust of the Sky Source, the younger generation feels deeply guilty, don't blame the seniors. ”

Ling Shaoyun has never forgotten the heavy responsibility he has shouldered, but it is a pity that he is dead and can no longer do anything.

"No, no, you're not dead!"

Qingluan smiled, her face kind and gentle.

"What? I'm not dead, so why did I see you?"

Ling Shaoyun was full of doubts, he struggled for a while, his body was unconscious, and there was chaos in front of him.

"I am you, you are me, meeting at this moment is a chance, like a dream is not a dream, like a fantasy is not a fantasy. ”

Qingluan smiled softly.

"The younger generation doesn't understand, and I hope the seniors will solve their doubts. ”

In the dark, Ling Shaoyun looked confused.

"Ling Xiaoyou, you and I can be described as master and apprentice, and can also be described as master and servant, the blood of the Bolian Spirit Fruit in Xiaoyou's body is transformed by my soul, so I have you, you have me. ”

Qingluan's body was like a divine light, and he said kindly.

"So, the seniors didn't die?"

Ling Shaoyun couldn't help but feel a tingle in his scalp for a while, and he was a little afraid, if he became one with others, would he become a puppet?

Qingluan seemed to know very well what he was thinking in his heart, and then said: "Xiaoyou don't have to worry, what remains in your body is only a wisp of Qingluan's soul, it is a glass of nine glasses, and it can't control your mind. ”

"Hehe! What the seniors said is too exaggerated, how can the younger generations be worthy of being followed by the seniors?"

When Ling Shaoyun heard this, he felt a little funny in his confusion, now that he was unable to protect himself, it was still unknown whether he could survive or not.

"Ling Xiaoyou doesn't know, there are three bodies between heaven and earth, divided into demon spirits, holy spirits, and fairy spirits, Xiaoyou is the body of the Holy Spirit, plus the Bodhisattva spirit fruit that is rare for 10,000 years, compared with the body of the fairy spirit, there are no more than that, and in the future, there will be infinite creation, maybe there will be something to do within the Three Realms. ”

"What...... The Three Realms?"

Ling Shaoyun's eyes widened, the more he listened, the more confused he became, all this was too mysterious.

"The so-called people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the sky, actually means that there is a boundary outside the world, and when the opportunity comes in the future, you will know the meaning. ”

Qingluan nodded slightly.

"Qingluan seniors, juniors have a lot of questions in their hearts, I don't know if they can solve my doubts?"

Ling Shaoyun suddenly thought that Qingluan was proficient in deduction techniques, and now that he had seen him, why not take this opportunity to figure out those questions in his heart?

Indeed, since Ling Shaoyun entered Qingluan's Hantan Water Cave, many things have followed, and he has always had many doubts in his heart, and he has never been calm.

For example, why did Qingluan find him? What happened to Jiangcheng Sect Su Yuanshan? What shocking secret did he discover from the Heavenly Divination Technique? In addition, the palace master also mentioned the matter of Jiuli to himself, since Qingluan has turned into the Qingli of Jiuli, what is Jiuli?

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and Qingluan can't be informed, but you can rest assured, everything is determined. ”

Qingluan's language hides mysteries, and his face shows a sincere look.

Hearing this, Ling Shaoyun was frustrated for a while, seeing that Qingluan seemed to have something unspeakable, and he was no longer too reluctant, he couldn't help but feel a little more lost in his heart.

"Xiaoyou has been sentimental since childhood, is a person of temperament, if you want to achieve the avenue, you must be open-minded, uninhibited in the world, remember to remember!"

Qingluan had already seen the changes in Ling Shaoyun's heart, and then said: "I am a wisp of spirit stored in the body of Xiaoyou's holy spirit, I should respect you as the master, don't be commensurate with my predecessors, now you and I have a soul, if you encounter danger in the future, just call the word Qingli in your heart, and the Qingli of Jiuli will appear in Xiaoyou......'s mind! Sleep!"

After Ling Shaoyun listened to Qingluan's words, he saw that the Qingmang in front of him slowly gathered into a ball, burrowing into his body from his chest, and then it was pitch black all around, and suddenly the boundless sleepiness quietly attacked, and he had fallen asleep soundly in the chaos......

............

Qin Ruohan finally climbed to the bottom of the cliff, and when she saw the half-human pit on the ground and Ling Shaoyun at the bottom of the pit, her delicate body suddenly trembled, and her pretty face turned pale.

Qin Ruohan didn't even dare to turn his head to look at Ling Shaoyun's miserable appearance, he could imagine that he fell straight to the ground at that speed, and it was estimated that he had already fallen to the ground.

But seeing that Ling Shaoyun's body was still fine, lying on his back in the big pit, Qin Ruohan couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on his face.

She didn't have time to think about why Ling Shaoyun's physique was so good, so she immediately rushed over and stretched out to test his snort.

Ling Shaoyun's breath was completely gone, Qin Ruohan's face was gloomy and sad, and his mood fell to the bottom.

Falling from such a high cliff, not to mention that Ling Shaoyun was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Innate Realm, even if he was a master in the late stage of the Innate Realm, I am afraid that there was not much possibility of survival.