The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

Rong Yi was like peeling off a cocoon, and slowly began to unravel this complicated spell.

While explaining, he told Yan Qing in detail that Feng Kuang's face was contorting in pain, but his body did not move, and his willpower was very strong.

Yan Qing looked at it very carefully and asked in a low voice if there was anything he didn't understand.

Rong Yi would be distracted and explain it clearly to her, looking at the strange red threads wrapped around his hands, beating gently like blood vessels with vitality.

Monk Jingyuan was a little frightened when he saw it. He made a magic formula with one free hand, and a golden light fell on Yan Qing.

Yan Qing blinked his eyes, thanked him aloud, and then continued to study and watch seriously.

This thing is afraid of the chaotic aura in Master's palm, and also afraid of the golden light, which Master said is merit.

Master is so amazing and has so many merits. Master must be a very good person, otherwise how could he have accumulated so many merits.

Rong Yi didn't know that his little apprentice's admiration and admiration for her in his heart at this moment was like a torrential river, continuous.

The little apprentice has no merit, but he has Chaos Qinglian. Even though the little thing is just a seedling, it is enough to protect her.

It was almost impossible for this thing to hurt her. The chaotic aura in her hand turned into denser threads, surrounding the weird red thread like a net.

The red line clearly retracted when it touched her aura line, but unfortunately it was already too late.

The power of merit inspired by Rong Yi formed a barrier to protect Feng Kuang's spiritual platform.

"Watch carefully, this is the moment, one strike will kill you."

She used her own spiritual platform to pull these two spells, so that they would be attracted by her luck and leave the host's spiritual platform.

It was only a breath or two before Rong Yi's chaotic spiritual energy surged up, seals were quickly formed on his palms, and the spell was quickly formed.

"Boom!"

Above the clear sky, a bolt of thunder suddenly fell, striking the spell accurately.

This thunder directly cut off the connection between the two spells and Feng Kuang. In addition, Rong Yi was very fast and used the chaotic aura to crush and obliterate the strange red thread.

Feng Kuang spat out a mouthful of blood, and Rong Yi quickly reacted and grabbed his little apprentice to avoid it.

On the black blood on the ground, an insect squirmed gently, and Rong Yi frowned.

Yan Qing cast off the cleaning technique and saw clearly what the insect looked like.

"Master, this is a poisonous insect or a love poison."

Rong Yi glanced at her in surprise: "Do you know him?"

Naturally, she could see that the art of witchcraft came from the ancient witch clan. She didn't like playing with bugs, but her brother would let her learn at least a little bit about it, so she would recognize it.

Yan Qing nodded: "When I was young, my sister and I liked to stay at the patriarch's house. When we had nothing to do, the patriarch would let us read some books.

Among them is a book called The Art of Witchcraft and Gu, in which various kinds of Gu are introduced in detail. "

Rong Yi understood that in ancient times, the Wu Clan and the Shennong Clan were neighbors, and it was normal to have their books.

She stepped on it, trampling the Gu insect into mud, and then cast a cleaning spell on her shoes in disgust.

At this time, in an inn in the city, a female cultivator who had perfected her body was covering her heart in pain and struggling wildly on the ground.

She was in so much pain that she finally vomited blood all over the floor and fell into a pool of blood, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

Yan Qing looked at the Gu insect that was trampled to death by his master, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Practice the Love Gu, which will make the other person slowly fall in love with you. In serious cases, it will affect the original judgment. But now that the Love Gu is dead, the person who possessed that kind of Gu will definitely be repelled."

This technique is really cruel, but why did the poison come out on its own after the curse was broken?

Rong Yi looked at Feng Kuang, who was extremely weak, but the short-lived look on his eyebrows was gone.

"I have avenged you. She should be nearby. If you want to kill her to preach, I will hand you a knife!"

"Amitabha, this poor monk doesn't have a knife, but he can recite a piece of the Rebirth Sutra for you to that person."

Qi Wan:......

Dongfang Xu:......

These two really compete with each other!

Feng Kuang raised his head, and although his eyes were extremely clear, there was also a flash of pain. Even though he concealed it well, Rong Yi still noticed it.

If there is no love, it is impossible to successfully plant the Love Gu. But if they both have love, the woman is cruel enough and will not show any mercy to the person she likes.

"Sister, Yuanyuan, I've let it go. I won't show mercy if I meet you again."

Respecting other people's choices, Rong Yi did not continue the topic.

But if he doesn't kill him, she won't let him go. She doesn't care about the woman's grudge against Feng Kuang. Her grudge against her is destined to die here.

"Brother Feng, go to Tianheng Sect. It just so happens that you can recover well after your injury by going to the sect.

As for the luck that was taken away, you can get it back by raising it after entering the Hanzhou Mountains. "

This is said arbitrarily, but in fact, as long as the woman is completely dead, she can slowly recover.

Feng Kuang wanted to go to the Hanzhou Mountains a hundred years ago. The life of a casual cultivator in the spiritual world for a hundred years was very different from that in Ziyun Continent.

But when he wanted to find Rong Yi, he met her.

Alas, it’s all fate!

He took a breath and stopped thinking about these problems.

"Sister, then big brother will rely on you from now on."

He was not polite to Rong Yi, and showed a heroic smile when he spoke.

This is the Feng Kuang Rong Yi knows, and she hopes he can really let go.

"Amitabha, I have nothing to do. I will give you a ride."

Feng Kuang wanted to refuse, but thinking that he had no spirit stones and was so weak now, he swallowed his refusal.

Rong Yi stuffed a storage bag into Jingyuan and patted him on the shoulder.

"I will tell my master and brother to have someone pick him up at the teleportation formation. Yuanyuan, please go back quickly. We are still waiting for you here."

Coincidentally, this Daocheng is a Daxiu Immortal City with a teleportation formation.

Although there is a gap between the two continents and the two sects, the teleportation arrays are still connected to each other. After all, there are many monks coming and going, and no one wants to get in trouble with the spirit stone.

Monk Jingyuan left with Feng Kuang. He felt that he didn't say anything, and it seemed that he didn't need to say anything. Both Rong Yi and the monk could understand.

He has no better friend than this, how lucky he is!

It was still dark, and Rong Yi stared at the mess that had turned into mud, feeling a little disgusted.

"Xiao Qing'er, come here, extract the blood of that Gu worm, use the blood tracking technique, do you know it?"

"Yes, Master wants to..."

She did not continue to ask questions later. She always felt that it would be better not to offend the master at this time.

Qi Wan and Dongfang Xu collected the formations in the yard and walked towards this side. The Gu worms needed to be fed by the other party's blood, so it was indeed feasible to extract the other party's blood from the worms.

"Rong Yi, do you want to..."

Qi Wan also got stuck in her throat halfway through her words because she saw the unusual calmness in Rong Yi's eyes.

This kind of emotion is not suitable for Rong Yi. It seems that he is not holding back a good thing!

Yan Qing is very fast and his technique is a bit unfamiliar, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Looking at the Bagua disk formed by the spiritual energy in his hand, the direction pointed by the blood falling was in the south of the city.

"Let's go, together."