My ancestor who served with my ability

found it.

Shen Tukun quickly typed out a series of spells with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Return!"

The invisible mana quietly swept in one direction——

Before he had time to fly out of Tingyun Peak, Mana suddenly stopped and just circled around in place.

Shen Tukun's complexion changed, he waved his sleeves to disperse his mana, counted with his fingers, and immediately his face was as black as a black pot.

Wu Huaizhi, who had retreated far away to the door, felt a thump in his heart, and wanted to run away after rubbing oil on the soles of his feet.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Shen Tukun raised his hand, grabbed and pulled, and in the next second, Wu Huaizhi, the great master in the early stage of refining the void and the master of Bihai Changkong, who could make the cultivation world tremble three times when he stepped out, was slammed to the ground.

"Ancestor, what's the matter?!" He beat the ground and wailed.

Shen Tukun pinched his knuckles loudly: "What is there in the sect? Why is the remnant spirit of the deity gone?"

no, gone?

Wu Huaizhi raised his head in surprise: "How could that be? Can I still not know what's in our sect? How could there be these soul-absorbing things? Everything related to this should stay in Linglong Pavilion properly." He curled his lips. , "Besides, how can there be any magic weapon in the world that dares to touch your soul? Aren't you afraid of being backlashed?"

Shen Tukun kicked one side of the table, and the rumored extremely hard black-scale gold and stone table was instantly turned into dust by the spiritual power of his feet.

He looked at Wu Huaizhi with a livid face: "I have been looking for this remnant soul for several years, and finally got it nearby. It was about to succeed, but when I got there, it fell short!" He kicked over, "Did you do something wrong? A messy formation?"

"Ancestor! Uncle!" Wu Huaizhi was kicked so angry that his blood boiled, and he hurriedly begged for mercy, "You created this sect's formation, don't you know what's inside the formation?"

"Now the deity's remnant soul is gone!" Shen Tukun grabbed his robe, lifted him up, and ordered through gritted teeth, "Hurry up and find it! Search every inch of the sect, and I have to find it! "

He threw away Wu Huaizhi, his whole body was filled with monster aura, and he looked like he wanted to kill a lot, but he was holding back.

Not holding back.No matter how eager he was to take back that broken thread, he couldn't leave Ting Yunfeng with his current emotions.

How could he, Shen Tukun, have experienced such aggrieved energy since he achieved great success in cultivation!

Wu Huaizhi naturally knew the reason why he couldn't go down the mountain——

Shen Tukun has added layers of formations to himself in Tingyun Peak in the past few years. If there is any accident, at least he can stop him.If you go down the mountain, you can't do anything about what happens.

Even if Shen Tukun doesn't leave the sect—and don't look at how many low-cultivation demon cultivators in the sect, if this ancestor who can't suppress the demon aura runs away, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly got up: "I know, I know, don't be impatient, I'll go find it." As for whether he can perceive the soul of the ancestor...

Never mind him, let's run away first!

He didn't want to stay and get beaten!

The veins on Shen Tukun's neck and the back of his hands bulged, and it took him a long time to bear the tyrannical emotions he was full of.

He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where his soul disappeared, grabbed a handful of messy things from the space bracelet, and started to calculate seriously with a big wave of his hand.

No, why can't it be calculated?

He just got into a fight with the Lord of the Demon Realm and lost his soul. It's fine if he procrastinates for so long and can't get it back. Now he can't even figure out the whereabouts of his own soul?

Shen Tukun was so irritable that he smashed the Chijin Xianglong Nine-legged Incense Cauldron beside him into dust.

Tang Yu seemed to be dragged by something for a long time, so long that he almost forgot everything...

Suddenly that thing seemed to see something, and with a hint of surprise, it pulled him straight down.

After spinning around for a while, a lot of messy things suddenly poured into his mind, and his head suddenly hurt.

He couldn't help moaning, and slowly opened his eyes.

"It's nothing." Guanshi Wang let go of Tang Yufeng's acupuncture point, stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, and looked at the people present with a sullen face, "It's just a small quarrel, and it's just such a big fight. Fortunately, nothing happened. , if something happens, all of you can go home, and still cultivate Lao Shizi's immortal?"

Everyone bowed their heads in silence.

Tang Yu endured the headache, sat up with one hand on the ground, and quickly looked at the scene in front of him with the movement of getting up.

The tall, thin man who had just checked himself was called Guanshi Wang, and he was still reprimanding him harshly.

The person who supported him with a worried face was called Fan Chengping.

The person on the other side who lowered his head and pretended to be a quail was with himself, no, it was Ke Wanxian who was fighting with the original body.

The others are outer disciples who are on duty together at Bei Que Peak.

All of them, without exception, wear knee-length gowns with narrow sleeves and wide trousers.

The only difference is that they are all blue shirts and black trousers, while Guanshi Wang is wearing a gray robe with a better texture, with some embroidery patterns on the hem.

Looking through the memory again, the strange things in his mind made his head hurt even more.

"...with such a small mind, how can you walk this long journey of immortality? You should think about it carefully." Steward Wang scanned the crowd and gave up when he saw that everyone was ashamed.

After that, he pointed to a solemn and solemn building with flying eaves and brackets in front of him, and looked at Ke Wanxian and Tang Yu, "Since you two have made mistakes, you will be punished. Today, you have to clean up every part of this house before you can leave." Have a meal."

"Yes!" Ke Wanxian replied sullenly.

Tang Yu, who supported Fan Chengping's hand to stand up, followed in a low voice, and then he watched Guanshi Wang flick his robe, leap into the air, and float away without touching his feet...

floated away...

gone……

Up...

This this……

Thinking carefully about what Guanshi Wang said just now, and then flipping through his memory, Tang Yu couldn't help pinching his brows and cursing in a low voice—this is actually a world of cultivating immortals?

He just stayed up late and worked overtime as usual and fell asleep when he got home. How did he wake up and come here?

Now I don't know if the original body is dead or something, let alone what happened to my body in the original world...

"Tang Yu? Are you okay?" Fan Chengping looked at him worriedly.

Tang Yu put down his hand and brushed away his support: "I'm fine." The splitting headache when he first woke up has gradually eased, and now there are only bursts of stabbing pain, which is still within the tolerable range.

"Pretending to be sick!" Ke Wanxian spat at him, "I just pushed you, so I was ashamed to lie down for a long time. Now it's all over, don't expect to be able to eat until the sun goes down today!"

Fan Chengping was slightly annoyed: "Are you pretending to be dizzy, don't you know? Tang Yu didn't even stop breathing just now."

Ke Wanxian snorted, "Just for a short while, just hold back and flicker away. Guanshi Wang, who is about to enter the Nascent Soul stage, has checked it himself, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Guan Wang is not a pharmacist, maybe he didn't find out—"

"That's right, I don't care what you think." Ke Wanxian interrupted him, and glared at Tang Yu instead, "Don't worry about your own business, why don't you hurry up and clean it? You can't fill your stomach if you put on a show here. You don't want to eat, and I don't want to go hungry." After speaking, he hatedly grabbed the broom and rag and turned his head to go to the house over there.

It seems that the steward Wang's ability is really not good.After all, even the core of his body has been changed.

According to the body's memory, the conflict between him and Ke Wanxian was indeed not that serious, and he didn't even see any skin injuries—then what happened to the terrible headache just now?

"Tang Yu?"

Tang Yu came back to meet Fan Chengping's puzzled and worried eyes, and he replied as naturally as possible: "It's okay, I'll clean it up first." Now the situation is weird, so I have to find a clean place to clean it up.

Thinking of this, Tang Yu ignored the whispers of others, nodded to Fan Chengping, grabbed the cleaning tools at hand, and went straight to the attic where Ke Wanxian was.

This is Bei Que Peak of the Bihai Changkong Gate, on which there is Linglong Pavilion.Although it is called a pavilion, it includes buildings on several nearby hills.This Linglong Pavilion is dedicated to storing all kinds of treasures, in addition to various high-level magic weapons, there are monster fur nails, spiritual plants, jade and so on.

The materials placed in the rows of rooms they cleaned would affect the spiritual power or attributes of the materials, and some overbearing materials would even counterattack the caster, so they had to let these low-level outer disciples come over. Cleaned in the most original way.

Tang Yu entered the house with a small bucket in one hand and a broom in the other.

This is a back-shaped two-story building.Entering is a foyer, with doors open from left to right, and accessible from front to back.A few unknown trees are planted at the four corners of the courtyard in the middle, and the atmosphere looks refreshing.

Tang Yu heard the movement from the left, paused, and chose to walk into the doorway on the right.

He was going to clean it from the inside out.He passed all kinds of strange and colorful things along the way, and just walked up to the second floor, he didn't notice that there was a small platform at the top of the stairs, and the broom in his hand accidentally knocked on it.

There was a soft bang.

He was startled, and quickly looked at the table, fearing that some precious material would be damaged.

The bluestone table with a feather on it flashed a flash of light and then returned to its original state.

Tang Yu exhaled.He forgot that everything here is protected by arrays.Although it's just a basic protective formation, it can't block the smell - so the demon cultivator with low cultivation base can't get close to this attic - but it's enough, at least he won't be afraid of breaking something and won't be able to pay for it.

Tang Yu came back to his senses and continued to go upstairs, and walked to the innermost part - now that he is new here, he has to find a corner to sit down and stroke.

As soon as he passed the last round door and walked to the innermost room, Tang Yu was shocked.

Other rooms are full of stone platforms with large and small cabinets on both sides, and all kinds of precious materials are piled up like a grocery store, but this room is different.

In the empty room stood a square black stone platform.Half a palm away from the countertop, there is a bead with a black and red halo suspended, like a stone or jade, occasionally flashing golden light, it looks like...

not cheap! !

Tang Yu, who had been educated in science since childhood, only had this thought in his mind.

He put down the things in his hand, and subconsciously approached with light steps.

heh!

Where is this bead, this is clearly a drop of... blood?

Tang Yu held his breath and leaned over to inspect the blood drop, which was no bigger than a fingernail and as beautiful as a high-grade jade.

As he approached, the suspended blood bead seemed to sense someone's approach, and the slow turning movement paused, tremblingly moving towards him.

Tang Yu was taken aback and hurriedly stopped.Thinking about it again, these things are all blessed by formations, so what is he afraid of?

So he continued to bow his head.

The faintly flowing blood beads exude a black and red halo, and the black stone platform is even more mysterious.

It's heartwarming to see.

I don't know what kind of creature's blood it is...

Tang Yu couldn't help reaching out his hand as if attracted, completely forgetting about the formation, and only wanted to touch the blood bead in his mind.

The blood beads also slowly moved towards him as if they were spiritual.

When the slightest coolness came from the fingertips, Tang Yu realized that for some reason... he passed through the formation? !

In the next moment, the trembling, slowly moving blood beads flew to the front with a swish, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Tang Yu, who was still in a daze, only felt a pain in his fingertips, and the blood had already penetrated his skin along his fingers.

Then came a sudden excruciating pain all over my body.

Then, he fell unconscious.