I just want to be a quiet man

Not far away, Ji Youzhong and Ji Shuang'er both knelt down and thanked with tears.

Just a while ago, they had resented Pei Ling for stopping them from leaving.

But at this moment, seeing that the monks in the alchemy period could not leave the Taoist temple, they had to venture to the back to find clues. How could they not know that Pei Ling didn't let them leave at that time. Although he might have ulterior motives, he actually saved their lives?

Otherwise, as long as they leave the main entrance of the Taoist temple, they must have met with misfortune.

That's why these immortal masters are helpless. How can they resist?

Not to mention, during this journey, other immortal masters and fairies didn't care about their lives.

Now that Pei Ling is willing to give out a saber energy, even if it can only be used once, the blade will be useless after use, but ordinary force is useless at the moment, and the saber in Ji Wu's hand is, to put it bluntly, just a comfort in his heart.

It is better to have a guarantee than nothing!

For a moment, the three members of the Ji family were all grateful to Pei Ling.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Seeing this scene, Pei Ling shook his head slightly. His help in planning martial arts was definitely not out of pure kindness.

After all, right now he also needs other people to help him find the way.

Giving this saber qi is also to further test the strange rules in the Taoist temple: the saber qi is his saber qi, but the person who is using it right now is Ji Wu.

So, once Ji Wu made a move, would it be considered that he had violated the disappearance rule, or was it Pei Ling?

Or, both count.

Although this move is risky, if you keep watching, according to Mrs. Sang's way of playing, I'm afraid people will die before they get any really useful clues!

"Okay, have you finished?" Mrs. Sang watched the scene indifferently, and urged impatiently, "Come in quickly after speaking! I don't have so much time to waste on you."

The three mortals didn't dare to express their resentment towards the Danjie Loose Cultivator, so they could only swallow their anger.

Ji Wu stood up, took the saber, and carefully climbed up the steps, and soon he arrived at the gate of the hall.

He pushed it tentatively, and the seemingly heavy palace door opened silently.

Everyone stood outside the door and watched, but they saw that the layout inside was similar to the first hall.

Entering the door is a spacious space, facing the top of the door, with heavy tents hanging down, covering the inner god statue.

In front of the statue, there is a long table, on which there are many melons and fruits, fresh as if they have just been served.

Under the long table, some futons were arranged in a mess.

On the candle holders on both sides, densely packed joss sticks were lit, burning a strong scent of incense.

After they watched Ji Wu walk in, they hesitated for a while, and suddenly they fell down on a futon under the long table, and kowtowed to the god statue behind the heavy curtain several times.

Mrs. Sang looked indifferent, quietly observing his every move.

After that, Ji Wu looked around and got up and started to walk.

Due to the restriction of the palace gate, after he walked to the side, he quickly disappeared from everyone's sight, and could only hear the faint sound of footsteps, walking cautiously.

Outside the hall, Pei Ling, Mrs. Sang, the only remaining yellow-robed monks Zhu Jiao, Ji Shuang'er, and Ji Youzhong, who were in the casual practice of the Qi training period, waited attentively.

However, after waiting for a long time, Ji Wu did not come out.

Everyone gradually frowned.

Only then did they realize that the sound of Ji Wu's footsteps disappeared at some point.

Mrs. Sang's face sank, she looked around, and was about to find another one to go in to have a look, but soon, her face changed slightly, why is there only one person left in the Ji family?

At the same time, Ji Shuang'er was also startled suddenly, like waking up from a dream: What's going on with me? !

Even if the grandmother is pressing, why did the daughter of the boudoir bring a Ji Wu out?

Spread the word, own fame...

No, no, what I have to worry about now is not the issue of fame, but Ji Wu has been in for so long, is something wrong?

If something happened, I was alone, in the wilderness, and the two people in front of me were very strange, this... this...

She wrung the handkerchief vigorously, her delicate body trembling slightly, her eyes full of fear.

At the same time, Pei Ling's heart moved, and he said, "My saber energy and resentful soul disappeared at the same time."

Mrs. Sang frowned slightly, and after looking around for a while, she said meaningfully: "From this point of view, there is no point in letting mortals go in to investigate."

Hearing this, Zhu Jiao, a casual cultivator in the remaining qi training period, suddenly raised his heart in his throat.

Fortunately, what Mrs. Sang said next made him breathe a sigh of relief!

"And the waste of this Qi training period is obviously useless." Mrs. Sang turned her head sideways, her eyes full of coercion, and lingered on Pei Ling. Powerful, it is not comparable to the miscellaneous things in this Qi training period."

"Now this hall, we go in together, the risk is too great."

"But if you don't go in, won't you be trapped here forever?"

"I also ask Zheng Xiaoyou to be more sensible, go in and investigate for yourself, and see if you can find any clues."

After saying that, Mrs. Sang's original sense of affinity disappeared, and there was blood in her eyes, with murderous intent!

Obviously, if Pei Ling dared to refuse, Jie Dan would be furious waiting for him!

Seeing this, Zhu Jiao didn't dare to show his anger, but he looked at Pei Ling with gloating eyes.

This kid was so tyrannical just now, but now...hehe...

Ji Shuang'er's face paled, she opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to say something, but in front of Jie Dan's aura, she couldn't make a sound at all!

Seeing this, Pei Ling's expression remained calm and did not change at all. He only looked at Mrs. Sang and said slowly, "Senior Sang, what you just said is not bad."

"At the moment, there are frequent occurrences of strange things in the Taoist temple. We must thoroughly investigate the entire Taoist temple to find a way out."

"You can't enter the hall in front of you together, but you can't not enter."

"Since this is the case, senior Lausang has come in to take a look inside!"

Before he finished speaking, the blue light in his eyes was shining brightly, and countless tiny black runes rose up!

The next moment, Mrs. Sang's breath dropped suddenly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, she felt her whole body sank, and her cultivation instantly fell from the early stage of alchemy to the late stage of foundation establishment!

Mrs. Sang's face changed drastically, she had never seen such a method before!Moreover, this is just a foundation cultivator!

Thinking this way in her heart, Mrs. Sang's reaction was not slow. Immediately with a thought, ten thumb-sized puppets flew out of the emerald sleeves. , can barely make out the human form.

On the face, the facial features were roughly painted with unknown paint, and they all showed a very strange and gloomy smile.

Immediately after they appeared, they made a strange "hee hee" sound and rushed towards Pei Ling!

However, before these puppets approached, nine blood-colored saber qi roared out, smashing them all in an instant. Immediately, the saber aura continued to disperse, and instantly merged into one, pressing against Mrs. Sang's throat!

If you haven't passed a move, you have become a prisoner under the sword!

Chapter 64: It turned out to be a devil boy!

"Damn it!" Mrs. Sang was shocked, she was not defenseless just now.

After all, ants are greedy for life, and the former wastes dare not resist in front of the pill, but it does not mean that everyone dare not resist.

It's just that I didn't expect that Zheng Jingshan's attack would be so quick!

Moreover, the opponent's ability to suppress the cultivation base alone can directly knock down the big realm. Even if she can react, she is probably not his opponent!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sang said without any hesitation, "Xiaoyou Zheng, show mercy!"

"Nowadays, accidents are happening all over the place, and personnel are frequently lost. Why do you and I have to fight each other?"

"What happened just now was my fault. I would like to apologize to my little friend and pay you a sum of Lingshi!"

"In the current situation, everyone must work together to have a chance to leave this ghostly place."

"For the matter of investigation, there are still these two ants on the left and right, so leave it to them!"

When Pei Ling heard this, she just shook her head.

It's fine that Mrs. Sang didn't show any hostility towards him just now.

Now that both sides have torn their faces, how can he rest assured of each other?

This Pengying Temple is so weird, even if one is not paying attention, the ancestor Zimei who formed the alchemy suddenly disappeared.

In this case, if you still need to be distracted from the backstabs of your companions, the risk is too great!

That being the case, it's better to let the only remaining alchemy play its due role!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling yelled coldly: "I'll count to three, if you still don't go in, I'll kill you, turn into a resentful soul and go in to explore the way!"

Unless it was a last resort, he actually didn't want to kill him.

The main reason is that Pei Ling hasn't figured out the specific rules so far, and he's not sure if he's going to attack Mrs. Sang now, will he disappear suddenly like the previous monks?

As he spoke, he did not give Mrs. Sang any time to hesitate, and immediately started counting, "One!"

"two!"

Before Pei Ling could count to three, Mrs. Sang immediately nodded, "Okay! I'll go!"

The cultivation base of the alchemy period told her that if she refused to agree to the other party's request, the danger of falling was imminent!

Damn it, what is the origin of this Zheng Jingshan, who built a foundation in a mere way, but has such strength that she, who is forming an alchemy, can have a premonition of an extremely strong death crisis.

An idea vaguely appeared in Mrs. Sang's mind, but she immediately suppressed it by herself.

After all, if that was the case, she would be dead today!

Still thinking, Pei Ling had already scolded her for entering the palace.

"My current cultivation is only at the late stage of foundation establishment. If I encounter danger, I'm afraid..." Mrs. Sang stood outside the threshold of the hall and said in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, Pei Ling said coldly, "Go in!"

With a slight movement in his mind, the Nine Soul Saber roared out, and the saber energy spread everywhere, splitting into nine blood-clothed women in an instant, graceful in posture, peerless in appearance and with different expressions, surrounded Mrs. Sang, sealing off any possibility of her escaping!

Mrs. Sang struggled for a while, the situation in the palace was unknown, if she rushed in rashly, it must be extremely dangerous, but if she didn't go in... the kid behind her obviously wouldn't let her go!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sang regretted it too much, she shouldn't have forced this kid just now!

But how did she know that a Foundation Establishment junior whom she met casually in the wilderness could be so powerful and decisive...

Don't think about it, this kid must be a genius from the Nine Great Schools!

Except for the top sects, there is no way to cultivate such a disciple who can make her defenseless in the foundation stage!

And judging from its means, whether it is to control the resentful soul, or to soar blood, it must come from the four demon sects of the nine sects.

It turned out to be a devil boy!

Mrs. Sang smiled wryly in her heart, that is to say, today, let alone she can't beat Zheng Jingshan at all.

Even if he can beat him well, he cannot escape the pursuit of his sect.

Even her family members' blood relatives, and everyone related to her, will face the thunderous wrath of the elders of the opposing sect!

After all, no matter which one of the four major demon sects, their style of work is exactly the same: how their disciples fight each other, they have the right to raise Gu, but outsiders, whoever moves, whoever the clan will perish!

When she was in a state of confusion, feeling the killing intent behind her getting stronger and stronger, Mrs. Sang's heart sank, she didn't want to think about it, so she could only push open the door of the palace and walked in...

brush.

Pei Ling immediately put away the sword soul, and the nine stunning blood-clothed women returned to the nine soul sword and flew into his hands again.

Not far away, Zhu Jiao held his breath and concentrated, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably, terrified.

Although Ji Shuang'er's face was also pale, a touch of reverence quietly grew in the fear.

At this moment, nothing could make her feel more at ease than a powerful companion.

Although Ji Shuang'er knew in her heart that Pei Ling might not consider herself a companion, at least, up to now, Pei Ling has not actively hurt her, but has helped her a lot...

Thinking of this, she suddenly lowered her head in a panic, for fear that others would see her thoughts at the moment.

Pei Ling ignored the two of them and focused all his attention on his guard.

Mrs. Sang who entered, like Ji Wu just now, did not come out for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, Pei Ling suddenly felt something, turned around and saw that Zhu Jiao had disappeared!

In a blink of an eye, only Pei Ling and Ji Shuang'er were left in the empty courtyard.

He frowned, he couldn't wait any longer!