soul repair

After washing with soap several times in succession, he finally washed his body clean, Ji Qingyan tried his best to keep his mind free.He didn't want to do anything while he was unconscious, but he was reluctant to just let go. There were steps in the pool for people to sit on, so he sat on it, lightly supporting Guan Lingdao's waist, and buried his face in his shoulder inside.

Such a quiet hug all night is what he wants to do most.

Guan Lingdao was kneeling on him, facing each other, naked, with his arms around his neck.Although he was in the water, Ji Qingyan was dressed neatly. His bare skin rubbed against the fabric, making it uncomfortable or uncomfortable. burn up.

"Master." He called repeatedly, "Master."

Every time he called "Master", it was like rubbing an aphrodisiac on his lips, causing Ji Qingyan to keep losing control.

Recently, I often dream of him playing with flowers and plants, playing the piano in the mountains in apricot-colored clothes, and leaning against me to complain and act like a baby when he is tired.Guan Lingdao was never soft in front of others, but he was very soft around him, and he even had to rub the broken skin on his palms to coax him.Sometimes he couldn't help thinking that if he added two long ears to this apprentice's head, he might turn into a little rabbit rolling around begging for petting.

His breathing became heavier, his lips sucked up along Guan Lingdao's shoulder socket, pulled his chin, stroked the red mark under his left eye with his fingers, licked his wet lips with the tip of his tongue, brushed his teeth, and finally slowly pried him open Jaws.

I wanted to do this kind of thing to him a long time ago, and do something worse to him.

The greasy tongues were immediately intertwined, lingering and painful, and the numbness made people tremble.Guan Lingdao was panting violently, feeling so uncomfortable that he wanted to escape, but was held tightly by someone, in a dilemma, and unconsciously sent his body to Ji Qingyan's arms. "Master." He called, "Master."

Ji Qingyan licked his ear with the tip of his tongue, slid his hands down his tight waist, caressed his thighs, and slowly kneaded at the root and inside.Guan Lingdao's skin is fair and tender, as he said before, very easy to touch.Ji Qingyan's tongue was stuck in his mouth, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hands moved to his private parts in the water.I touched it once when I washed it just now, and the medicated soap was slippery in my hand. I didn't care about anything else, but I touched him and myself hard.

He rubbed some medicated soap on the palm of his hand again, put his five fingers together in the water, and stroked it from top to bottom.The foreskin on the hard object was uncomfortable, Ji Qingyan lifted it, and put his palm directly on it for stroking.Guan Lingdao groaned hoarsely, his back acupoint was soaked in water so soft that a hard object pressed against it through his clothes, itching unbearably.He pulled Ji Qingyan's clothes unconsciously, and his tongue penetrated deeper and deeper into his mouth.

The pants were loosened, revealing his hot and huge penis, Guan Lingdao's waist was straightened forward, and he stuck his own on it.The two things were against each other, as hard as a soldering iron, Ji Qingyan took a deep breath, pressed him against the wall of the pool, and rubbed them together.The evil fire ran through his body, making it hard to think. Guan Lingdao kissed him eagerly, with a bit of pain in his voice: "Master."

Holding the thing with five fingers and stroking it up and down, with increasing force, Guan Lingdao's body shook slightly, lowered his head and moaned, and suddenly grabbed his shoulder tightly.

Ji Qingyan poked out his dripping white hands from the water, and pulled his chin up, the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, but the tips of his ears were already red.

The sky is clear, the morning sun is slightly dew, the sound of birdsong comes from the dense forests on the surrounding mountains, and the mountains are foggy.Ji Qingyan fished him out of the water.The bed in the bedroom has been tidied up, and Ji Qingyan put him down.

He looked down, thinking that no one had been kind to him recently, only to see Guan Lingdao's fingers wrapped around his belt, unconsciously wrapping his hands round and round into a white rice dumpling, holding him in his arms like a baby .

Master's clothes are here, and natural people also have to stay, and they can't go anywhere.

There was an unusual smile in Ji Qingyan's eyes, which was very faint and disappeared in a blink of an eye.He closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed his forehead lightly, Guan Lingdao seemed to smell the fragrance, and unconsciously turned his head and brought his lips up.Ji Qingyan stepped back a few inches, and he followed up on his own, putting his face on it.The tip of Ji Qingyan's tongue traced his lips, and he tasted it like tasting wine.

"Lingdao, after waking up, let's go back to the Shangqing Palace, then you and I—"

There was a slight knock on the door outside, Ji Qingyan raised his head, and his voice calmed down from panting for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"It's me." That was Huacaixing's voice, "Brother Ji, don't blame me, the Patriarch invites you to discuss matters."

"Ah."

Guan Lingdao held on to his belt, Ji Qingyan took off his outer shirt and gave him a hug, then he calmed down, went out, Hua Caixing glanced into the room: "Are you awake? "

"No, but I have some awareness."

He didn't want to say more, and Huacaixing didn't ask, but just followed behind him.Not long after, Ji Qingyan said: "The injury has healed, and I have some consciousness, but I can't wake up, what's the matter?"

"I don't know." Hua Caixing frowned tightly, "It shouldn't be the case that the body only has trauma."

It was early morning, the sky was clear, the towering mountains, the chaos and fighting last night turned the surroundings into ruins, the mountain peak that hides the soul cultivation cave was broken, and the disciples of the Red Sandalwood Palace disappeared, it was desolate and deserted, silent and no human voice.

After bypassing several peaks, the eyes suddenly opened up. There is a big blue lake in front of you, and a strange peak rises from the back. The clouds and mists are floating, and the mountain peaks are hidden in it, and it is difficult to see the real appearance.The line of flowers led him to fly up and stopped on the mountainside. In front of him was a square courtyard, which was unremarkable. A bluestone path led him to the door. On it was a plaque with the words "Jiwang" words.

It was originally a peaceful place, but unfortunately it has been destroyed and dilapidated, the walls are broken, and the ground is full of potholes.

This is Yan Wu's current residence, Jiwang Peak.

Hua Luochun was standing in the courtyard, Tsing Yi, Shi Knocking Sound and Qi Ning were standing beside him, in front of him were chained several men in a panic, two of them were wearing purple clothes, they were the arrested Zitan envoys.All kinds of books, pills, and pictures were scattered on the ground and on the stone table, as well as several black jars and a broken dark red pagoda. Several people were downcast and trembling, not daring to speak.

"Patriarch Hua." Ji Qingyan stepped forward, "Patriarch Hua, please help me with all my strength, and Ji Qingyan is grateful."

Hua Luochun said indifferently: "Last night, hundreds of soul cultivators escaped in the chaos of the soul cultivator cave, and they are now missing. You need to be prepared for this matter."

Hundreds of soul cultivators who had been imprisoned by the Red Sandalwood Palace for a long time escaped, and they must have resentment in their hearts, and they don't know how much chaos they will cause outside.Although Hua Luochun brought people to help, but this incident was caused by Ji Qingyan, there must be other sects who want to raise teachers to indict them in the future, Ji Qingyan needs to have a countermeasure and explanation.

"Yes." Ji Qingyan said.

Hua Luochun pointed to the blueprints and books on the ground: "You once mentioned to me about the soul refining in the Red Sandalwood Palace. I asked Shi Knocking to read all the books here and there, and searched around to find these things."

Shi Knocking Sound picked up a blueprint from the table and pointed to the broken dark red pagoda on the ground: "This is the Soul Refinement Pagoda. I don't know how it was made and what material it was made of. It's probably a Horcrux."

"What is soul refining?" Ji Qingyan asked the red sandalwood envoy who was kneeling on the ground.

Although the teacher and father talked about soul refining, they only said that Guan Lingdao was forced to practice soul refining when he was a child, and even the old man didn't understand what soul refining was all about.

The red sandalwood envoy looked at Hua Luochun tremblingly, and the latter said: "Repeat what you just said."

"I, I don't know exactly what soul refining is, but I heard that you can refine souls just by introducing them into the pagoda. It is said that the palace master has been looking for someone who can refine souls many years ago. Without the soul, it is easy to be backlashed by the soul in the tower. Those with strong soul power and low cultivation are easily killed by the evil spirits seeking revenge at the beginning of the month, so it is not easy to find—"

Ji Qingyan interrupted him: "What are evil spirits?"

The sound of Shi knocking picked out a book from the table: "This is the book in Yan Wu's room. It is clearly written in it. When the soul dies, it can be divided into four types. Those who die with no care and joy, the soul turns into The aura of heaven and earth, when the souls of heaven and earth in the next life gather together and reincarnate, their souls must also be transformed by aura. Life is a life of joy. Those who have some regrets, pains, and unwillingness to die, their souls will turn into aura and hostility, and they will also be reincarnated. It is formed by the mixture of spiritual energy and hostile energy, which is the fate of most people, ninety-nine percent of them are like this."

"anything else?"

"Those who suffer boundless pain and resentment before death are divided into two types. Those who suffer before death but are willing to die, their souls turn into hostility, and the same is true when they are reincarnated. Its heart. And the last one is suffering before death, but the resentment does not dissipate, wishing to smash the enemy into thousands of pieces, and after death, it will turn into an evil spirit, closely following the enemy who killed him, and his ghost will not disperse." Shi The voice of the knocker was a little hoarse, "It should be known that this last type is extremely rare. If it hadn't been for a tragic death in life, it would not be like this after death."

Ji Qingyan twitched his eyelashes when he heard the words "transformed by hostility", and was silent for a long time before asking, "How do evil spirits kill people?"

"The evil spirits transformed by mortals are just like ordinary souls, which can't do anything to people, and no one can see them. Therefore, the evil spirits continue to suffer and disperse quietly after many years. But after cultivating the soul The soul of the art is different, there is no moon on the first day of every month, it is the time when the aura is most depressed and full of hostility, at this time, the evil spirit that was a soul cultivator in life can manifest in reality, and come to take revenge on the enemy in life."

Ji Qingyan looked at the Red Sandalwood Envoy with no expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or joyful: "Guan Lingdao was forced to refine his soul by you, and as a result, he gave birth to an evil spirit, so he was injured like that at the beginning of each month? "

"Yes." The red sandalwood ambassador bit his lower lip, biting out a piece of bright red blood.

Shi Knock said: "At the beginning, there were only one or two evil spirits. The more souls are refined, the more evil spirits will be transformed into, and more will come to seek revenge every month. When there are countless evil spirits, no matter how many No matter how high a person's cultivation is, he will inevitably die."

"So, Guan Lingdao is Yan Wu's tool for refining his soul." Ji Qingyan said.

The rosewood envoy didn't dare to make a sound, but trembled slightly.

Qi Ning listened silently for a long time, only felt that what he heard today was more true than what he had known in the past ten years, and asked: "Having said so much, why did the Red Sandalwood Palace arrest soul cultivators and study souls?" Cultivation is just to refine the soul. So why does Yan Wu want to refine the soul?"

Stone knocked and shook his head.He rummaged through all the classics and asked all the people, but no one knew what the soul refining was for, they just followed the instructions.Even the Purple Clothes Altar Master didn't know the reason for this soul refining.

Hua Luochun said: "If the Red Sandalwood Palace is not destroyed, no one will know about these things."

To destroy the Red Sandalwood Palace, who in the Northern and Southern Dynasties would have the guts to think about destroying the Red Sandalwood Palace!

Zitan envoy softly said: "Where is our palace master? You, how dare you barge in like this, the Hua family has never acted so recklessly—" Until now, they still can't believe that they dared to come in like this , aren't you afraid that the palace lord will seek revenge?

Ji Qingyan said: "Patriarch Hua, since things here are almost the same, I want to take Guan Lingdao back to Shangqing Palace first, and then come out to discuss the next matters with other sects."

In addition, Zitan, who had been silent all this time, made Wen Yan laugh softly.

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Ning asked.

The timid man lowered his head and touched his elbow, his face was pale, the red sandalwood envoy restrained his smile: "When you go back, there will be no Shangqing Palace, you are as homeless as us. The altar master and the black-clothed altar master are leading more than [-] disciples to attack the Shangqing Palace, when you go back, it will already be under the rule of the Red Sandalwood Palace."

Ji Qingyan's expression didn't change at all, he just said to Hua Luochun: "I'll take a step first, and after sending Guan Lingdao back, I'll go find the Patriarch."

Seeing him leaving, Qi Ning pulled up the collar of the Red Sandalwood Envoy with a smile: "Why do you think we dared to attack the Red Sandalwood Palace? He already knew that your disciples were all in the Shangqing Palace, and only some useless ones were left here. Trash gatekeeper. Your palace master is dead, the purple-clothed altar master is dead, and the yellow-clothed altar master and the black-clothed altar master will soon meet a tragic end. The red sandalwood palace has already perished. The matter of feeding and refining souls Get exposed, and your end will only be a dead end. You can laugh if you want, if it were me, I would never be able to laugh."

The two of them sat down in a daze, their heads a little dizzy, as if they were dreaming.It was just overnight, yesterday he was still in high spirits, how could it be over like this today?

The people in the yard dispersed one after another, and several red sandalwood envoys were taken away, leaving only Hualuochun and Huacaixing.Huacaixing stared at the broken Soul Refining Pagoda for a while, and asked, "Have you found what the master is looking for?" "Not yet." A rare trace of anxiety and anger appeared on Hua Luochun's face .

"You might as well search again. There are too few things and treasures found so far. Yan Wu must be hiding somewhere so that no one will find out." Hua Caixing looked at him, "All the factions in the Central Plains have already known about the Red Sandalwood Palace. It will not be a few days. It will come here, Guan Lingdao let go of hundreds of soul cultivators, if Ji Qingyan takes him back, this matter will not end."

"Ah."

Hua Caixing lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Even if the Red Sandalwood Palace made mistakes, Taoist cultivators would definitely want to kill all the soul cultivators. Ji Qingyan only wanted to keep Guan Lingdao alone, and he couldn't control the rest.He knew this a long time ago, Guan Lingdao could not have belonged to Ji Qingyan from the beginning.

"There was a soul cultivator who didn't escape last night. I have something to ask him." He backed out.

He didn't take anyone with him, and went alone to the cell where Linfeng was temporarily detaining people.The Red Sandalwood Envoy and the disciples of the Red Sandalwood Palace were all trapped here by Hua Luochun's barrier. Although it was difficult to last for a long time, with the cultivation of these people, they couldn't get out within a month or two.A man dressed in rags was held in solitary confinement. He hadn't spoken since he was caught, and just dozed on his side.

"You are a soul cultivator."

Standing in front of him was a handsome young man with an elegant appearance, dressed in white, and painted with extremely handsome ink and bamboo.The man didn't speak, and looked up and down the Huacaixing for a moment, but half sat up and squinted at him.

"I heard that there are seventy or eighty altars of unjust souls in your soul cultivation cave. Where did they go? How did Guan Lingdao escape yesterday?" Hua Caixing knelt down and faced him, "Who let you go?"

The man raised his head quietly, still didn't speak, but spat at Hua Caixing: "Daoxiu, you deserve to die."

Hua Caixing looked at the thick and disgusting yellow-green mass on the ink-washed bamboo.

The man laughed softly: "Taoist cultivators will be destroyed, but soul cultivators will have masters. You go ahead and kill, I'll see how long you can kill." After speaking, he tilted down again, caressing his two broken legs, and smiled to himself As he spoke, it seemed as if the anger in his chest had come out fiercely, and the laughter became louder and louder, deafening.

Hua Caixing stood up slowly, and said softly: "Taoist cultivators will be destroyed, and soul cultivators will have their master. This is a very good saying, where did you hear it?"

The man looked back at his dark eyes, and was taken aback for a moment.

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Guan Lingdao seemed to smell a different smell around him, his nose moved slightly, and he turned over unconsciously.A person lay down next to him, kissed his forehead, and held him in his arms.Guan Lingdao seemed to know that this man was good to him, so he curled up into his arms, raised his head and licked the man's shoulder lightly.Soon the man's breathing became heavy, and after a while, something wet and greasy stuck to his lips, sucking gently along the lip line, slowly opening his teeth, penetrating deeper and deeper.

He was only wearing thin obscene clothes, the heat passed through the clothes, his body was tightly pressed, something slowly raised his head, and pressed against each other's legs.The tongue was inserted very deeply in the mouth, and soon it was pulled out suddenly, and a hoarse voice sounded in the ear: "Miss me?"

After finishing speaking, he was a little ashamed, pulled Guan Lingdao's hand that had been inserted into his clothes, held his hand in his arms and kissed his cheek: "Don't do this kind of thing now, be obedient—"

There was a slight knock on the door outside the bamboo house.Ji Qingyan looked up from his chest: "Who?"

"Brother Ji, open the door, there is something urgent." That was Huacaixing's voice.

Huacaixing never disturbed him casually, if he said there was something urgent, it was really something urgent.After a moment of patience, he withdrew, pulled up his clothes and opened the door: "What's the hurry?"

Hua Caixing stood at the door, seeing his appearance, he was a little embarrassed: "Are you awake?"

"Not yet." Ji Qingyan took a deep breath and led him into the room, "I'm not hurt, but I'm still unconscious."

Hua Caixing raised the short black blade on the table, and the coolness penetrated into his fingers like ice water, which was cold and chilling, making people feel chills all over their bodies.He couldn't see what the short black blade was made of, he just looked at Ji Qingyan: "This is the Horcrux refined by Guan Lingdao."

Ji Qingyan nodded.

"I went to investigate. There were seventy or eighty altars of unjust souls in the soul cultivator cave, but they disappeared overnight. Some were crushed when the cave collapsed, and some were still intact, but the souls inside were gone. Other soul cultivators were locked up. The cell is made of black iron, and it was divided into two sections from the middle by something."

Ji Qingyan took the short blade from his hand, his eyelashes trembled suddenly.

Hua Caixing said patiently: "I want to see his sea of ​​energy."

"I'll do it." Ji Qingyan stood in front of the bed and opened the quilt.

Guan Lingdao's clothes were disheveled, his trousers were loose, and his white belly and chest were half exposed. From this appearance, he could tell what he had just done. Huacaixing was invisible behind him and he could guess, so he asked: " how?"

There is indeed a very light blue color in the air sea.

Swallow too much hostile energy and soul energy at a time, it is difficult to blend, and the body will not be able to bear it.Ji Qingyan didn't speak any more, just looked down.

"If he can't wake up, it must be caused by the soul energy of the eighty altars. You can't take him back to the Shangqing Palace now." Seeing that he was silent, Hua Caixing said, "Did you hear that? At least wait until he wakes up." Intend."

"En." Ji Qingyan put down the quilt, "there are many books related to soul cultivation in the Red Sandalwood Palace, I asked Knock to find them."

Without further ado, Huacaixing called Shi Knocking in to explain the reason, and Shi Knocking hurriedly agreed to go. When he came to the door, he hesitated and turned around: "Tsing Yi has not received any news from Shangqing Palace so far. really all right?"

Ji Qingyan didn't make a sound, and said after a while: "You go first, don't worry so much, there is the old Palace Master over there."