soul repair

"Nothing, probably sleeping." Shi Knock listened attentively, and placed Jun Mo by the door of Guan Lingdao, let the green snake slowly crawl in through the crack of the door, turned around and whispered, "Jun Mo Ink is here by itself, it knows what to do."

Ji Qingyan has a way to dissolve the small ring that Hua Luochun sealed with aura, but he is led by a rare medicine that can corrode. There is no such herbal medicine nearby, and the venom in Junmo's fangs can barely be used for this purpose.

The green snake's tail disappeared into the darkness, like a stream winding in.

Looking at the dark room, Ji Qingyan lowered his head and said, "Let's go, I'll take you out."

Shi knocked and said "um", not daring to ask any random questions.Ji Qingyan has been standing at the door since just now, wanting to enter but not entering, as if he has something on his mind, he doesn't know what happened before.Isn't Guan Lingdao there? Why does Ji Qingyan want to see his face?

"Wait, there are disciples of the Hua family watching the night." A white figure drifted past, Ji Qingyan immediately stopped the sound of the stone knocking, and hid in the dark until they flew far away, "I don't know how long the ancient paintings can live, the flowers fall into the spring At the end of the road."

"Without Guan Lingdao, is his painting really incomprehensible?"

"He's running out of patience."

Now Hua Luochun is more restless than anyone else.There are very few people who can learn this kind of soul art in a short period of time. In his eyes, Ren Guanling is already doomed. If Guan Lingdao really wants to save Ren Guanling, there is almost no chance of him surviving. It's long gone.

"If Patriarch Hua is willing to intercede, the Guixu Shenzong might not kill Ren Guanling."

Intercede for a soul cultivator?

Right now, the world is either black or white, either you stand in the ranks of soul cultivators and are chased and killed by various sects, or you stand in the ranks of Taoist cultivators and drive soul cultivators to extinction.Even if Hua Luochun wanted to keep Guan Lingdao, she couldn't justify it, so she could only help secretly.

No matter how high the cultivation base is, one cannot escape the word "reason".The reason Hua Luochun was able to blackmail Guan Lingdao now was because he was a soul cultivator.

For a soul cultivator, not killing is a kindness.

"Master of the Third Palace?" Some distant voices pulled him back from his thoughts.

The stone knocking sound asked: "The third palace master plans to take him away?"

"Hua Luochun is not a good person, and he has no mercy. If he wants to be a little grateful to Lingdao, he has to wait until Gu Hua is fine."

Now Guan Lingdao didn't want to see him, but if he wanted to give up everything and go with him, Guan Lingdao would feel guilty again.Now he can only be rescued by knocking him out, and when it's done, Guan Lingdao can't do anything even if he feels guilty.

Shi Knock looked at him worriedly.Guan Lingdao was facing a catastrophe, and Ji Qingyan couldn't plan well at all. Is it the best way out to take Guan Lingdao away?It's not a way out, it's death.

"I'll go to Cen's house." Ji Qingyan led the sound of the stone knocking back to the resting room, "You can rest here."

"Yes." Shi Knocking has been holding back for a long time since just now, and now he is anxious, but he still can't help saying, "The news that Ren Guanling robbed eight soul listeners spread out a month ago. Pai Du is very afraid of soul cultivators. The third palace master knows about Taoist sects. The more he fears and fears, the more he wants to catch them all and eliminate the serious trouble in his heart. Now there is a lot of noise outside, and he will kill him if he sees soul cultivators. If Guan Lingdao really leaves After getting here, I'm afraid he has no way out. He has been close to me since he entered the palace, and I really don't want him to die."

"I know."

"What he wants to do may not be really good for him." The voice of the stone knocker became softer, "What the third palace master wants to do, you must think twice."

Ji Qingyan looked down at him: "Yes."

He also knew that forcing Guan Lingdao to stay here was the only way to save his life.But if he does this, this kid will definitely have a rift with him in the future.According to Guan Lingdao's temperament, if something happened to Cen Muyi, he would find a way to release him, and then go to death with him to save others.

She would rather die with him than bear the charge of killing Ren Guan Ling.

Besides, they might not really be unable to rescue Ren Guan Ling.

The black outer shirt was hidden in the night, and the slight movement of the branches trembling was heard when the wind passed by.Ji Qingyan landed on the ground covered with thin snow, took out a piece of Huoyang paper and wrote down what was burned, and waited in front of Cen Yuqiu's mountain.About an hour later, a middle-aged man in a blue singlet flew over from afar.

"In the middle of the night, what does your letter mean?" Cen Yuqiu stood in front of him.

"I want the long sword I picked up when I was three years old." Ji Qingyan said.

Cen Fuqiu pondered: "What's the use of coming?"

"I picked up the sword. Only I can use it. It's meaningless for the Patriarch to keep it."

Cen Fuqiu gently stroked his long beard: "You can't use that sword."

"That sword is the only one I can use."

"Yes, only you can use it, and only the spiritual energy in your body can drive it. You, plus that sword, a sword energy will almost kill several of your cousins. Ji Qingyan, you can't control that sword , it will hurt people if you hold it in your hand. I swore before your father's soul that you will never touch that sword again in this life. If you want that sword, you will not come back to be the head of the Cen family."

Ji Qingyan turned his back and didn't move his hands. He didn't say yes or no, but just looked at him calmly.

Cen Fuqiu said again: "Ji Qingyan, although you were born in the Cen family, you have never done a few good things to the Cen family. Take care of yourself."

Ji Qingyan remained silent.

Cen Fuqiu's feelings for him have always been complicated. He neither wants to see him nor wants to see him. Sometimes he can clearly see Cen Moxing, who is thinking of Cen Fuqiu's death. Others, Cen Yuqiu's elder brother, his biological father.

The seat of the head of the Cen family is not for him, but for his father's child.

"Ji Qingyan, you go. I can't give you the sword, it's for your own good."

Ji Qingyan remained silent for a long time, and finally said: "Patriarch take care, that sword is unusual, I hope Patriarch will not let it fall into the hands of others."

Cen's family is the place where he was born, but Cen Fuqiu rarely sees him. He has been raised alone since he was a child.For the first time in his life, he practiced swords with his cousins, and he almost turned the sword training ground into a execution platform.

Howling and crying, blood all over the ground, he stood motionless at that time, and his face was still expressionless until Cen Fuqiu asked someone to lock him up.

It's not that he doesn't regret and feel guilty, but no one can see when he is afraid.

From then on he just stood at a distance.Some people say that he has no feelings, so he has no feelings, and he doesn't even have the will to argue.

Guan Lingdao didn't know that when leaning against him in the Shangqing Palace, talking and laughing against him and watching him play chess, he often deliberately procrastinated, just to make the chess game longer.He has been thinking about this apprentice for a long time. He was ignorant at the time, but he just thought it was new. However, when he touched it from time to time, he still felt strange joy in his heart.

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It was almost five o'clock when we left Cen's house, the winter night was long, and there were no birds and beasts, the road was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Ji Qingyan planned in his mind what to do next.Jun Mo has been busy all night, and he must have almost melted the little ring. Shi Knocking and Song Guzhui both know what to do, so there is no need to say more, as long as they leave Cen's house today, they will be able to take Guan Lingdao with them. Walk.

He produced a small white ring from his sleeve.The color and shape are slightly different from Hua Luochun's, and you won't be able to tell if you don't hold it in your hand, and it won't be suspicious if you half-cover it in your pants.Go back and put it on for Guan Lingdao temporarily, as long as he is by his side, it will be enough to deceive people's eyes and ears in a few hours.

Repeatedly planning in his mind, rehearsing all the details big and small, he raised his head inadvertently, and suddenly saw dots of fire in front of him, and the noisy voices of people came from afar, as if something serious had happened.

His heart sank, and the aura in his body spun faster, flying towards the fire like a wind, and landed directly in front of Guan Lingdao's courtyard.

The wall was broken, the stone table collapsed, and four or five disciples of the Hua family were sitting or lying down, with blood on their bodies, and with their eyes closed, they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.Several disciples carefully helped them up, or healed their wounds, or fed them medicine, and the coming and going was extremely chaotic.

The door of Guan Lingdao's room was open, it was too dark to see clearly.

Oops.What happened.

My heart was getting heavier and heavier, and before I reached Guan Lingdao's room, I heard the sound of stones being knocked in the chaotic crowd.The sound of the stone knocking pulled his sleeve to prevent him from moving forward: "Something happened to Lingdao."

"what's up?"

"I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and there was a lot of commotion. When the disciple of the Hua family entered, his eyes were red, he seemed a little crazy, and he was cutting his own wrist, trying to escape from your spirit lock. They Seeing Jun Mo helping to bite the spirit lock, he shot Jun Mo first and injured him. Guan Lingdao beat the two disciples to death, and fled with Jun Mo in his arms. Later, disciples of the Hua family came to stop him , Hua Luochun injured and arrested him."

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know. Now the whole Hua family hates Lingdao deeply. I'm afraid that Hua Luochun will kill him. The third palace lord, Guan Lingdao hurt the Hua family's disciples. There must be no place for him in the Southern and Northern Dynasties." Hey, Sangong is mainly taking him out at this time—"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Qingyan beside him had disappeared.

As the turbulent wind blew, a black shadow fell in front of Hua Luochun's courtyard, and Ji Qingyan walked in a few steps.The man standing in front of the window was looking down at the painting, Ji Qingyan hadn't opened his mouth yet, but the man said slowly without raising his head: "Master Ji."

The voice was surprisingly calm, and he hardly thought it was the Hua Luochun he knew.

"Patriarch Hua, an accident must have happened to Lingdao tonight, and it was not his own wish. Patriarch Hua, please let me see him to clarify the matter."

Hua Luochun slowly rolled up the painting and shook her head.

"Patriarch Hua, your painting can only be saved by Guan Lingdao, no matter what Patriarch Hua intends to do—" Ji Qingyan's voice raised a little, not as calm as before, causing Hua Luochun to raise his head.

He stroked the painting in his hand and whispered: "You don't need to worry, I didn't kill him. The painting is fine for now."

What?Ji Qingyan frowned.

"The painting is fine. Just now Guan Lingdao led me in to meet him."

The "he" in his mouth must not be Guan Lingdao, but the man in the red Taoist robe living in the painting.

Ji Qingyan's heart fell to the ground suddenly, only then did he realize that he was holding his breath just now, his whole body was cold, and even the clothes behind him were wet. "Where is he now?" Ji Qingyan asked.

"I let him go."

"What?" My heart that had just fallen down raised it again.

"He wants to go, I let him go."

Ji Qingyan's mind went blank for a moment.

Hua Luochun sat down holding the painting: "I also know that he is going to escape from death, but he insists on leaving, and I can't stop him."

Ji Qingyan didn't speak for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice had calmed down: "What did he say before he left?"

Hua Luochun looked at him thoughtfully: "He said he would hand over Jun Mo to Shi Knocking for him to heal his wounds."

"What else?" Feeling a little unwilling in his heart, he continued to ask.

Hua Luochun said indifferently: "It's gone."

Gone.

My heart felt empty, as if I had lost something.This kid left without meeting him, because he was afraid that he would use the spirit lock to handcuff him again and not let him go?

He didn't say anything clearly, what was Guan Lingdao's mood when he left?

What happened tonight?

Jun Mo was lying on his head listlessly after taking the wound medicine, Ji Qingyan bent down and picked it up to go, Hua Luochun suddenly called him back, with a slightly absent-minded voice: "My spirit weapon was destroyed by this snake, after all You and I know what's going on. But Guan Lingdao is gone, and I don't want to care about your plans before. You haven't seen Guan Lingdao like that today. His whole body is full of murderous aura, and no one can recognize him. It's not that I forced him to take the elixir, he is afraid that he is still hurting people everywhere."

Ji Qingyan couldn't speak.The scene at that time was extremely thrilling, and now he is afraid when he thinks about it.Guan Lingdao injured several people in a row, Hua Luochun couldn't have killed him on the spot.Who was framed last night, and what happened that brought him to this point?

If one is not careful, it may be a world apart now.

"You go." Opening the painting by candlelight, Hua Luochun fell silent, and all her thoughts were on the painting again.

After leaving the door, he handed Jun Mo over to Shi Knocking to heal his wounds, but Song Guzhui hadn't appeared until now for some reason.Ji Qingyan walked to his door subconsciously, bowed his head and played with the Yaoyu in his hand, but saw Song Guzhui coming out of his room with Mo Zhongxian on his back, and when he opened the door, he met him unexpectedly.

"The Lord of the Three Palaces."

Ji Qingyan looked down at him.There was such a big commotion last night, why didn't he show up?

"I slept soundly last night and didn't hear anything. Zhongxian said he heard something when he woke up in the middle of the night, but he didn't want to wake me up, so he didn't wake me up. What happened?"

Ji Qingyan briefly explained the matter.He glanced at Mo Zhongxian thoughtfully, and said, "You two have been here all night?"

Song Guzhui nodded silently.

Mo Zhongxian's eyelashes trembled, and he laid his face on Song Guzhui's back.

"Cold?" Song Guzhui turned his head to look at him, saw the young man nodding his head silently, then put Mo Zhongxian in the room, closed the door and walked out.

"The spirit path is gone, what is the third palace master planning to do?"

"You wait at Cen's house for the Grand Palace Master to pick you up, and I will go south to return to Shenzong of the Ruins."

The sky in the distance was pale gray, a bit brighter than before, and the outline of the courtyard could be vaguely seen.Ji Qingyan looked at Song Guzhui, with an unmistakable sense of inquiry in his eyes, as if he had seen through everything, he looked down at Song Guzhui.

"Lingdao was obviously plotted against last night. When the disciples of the Hua family saw him, he was about to cut off his wrist and escape. Fortunately, Jun Mo helped him, but he also seriously injured several Hua family disciples one after another. Like Lingdao He seems to have been injured by someone's soul magic, and he couldn't tell the truth from the illusion for a while, and he just wanted to escape and kill." He said in a more serious tone, "I don't know who plotted against him for the time being, but this person killed Spirituality is not light."

Song Guzhui nodded silently.

He understood what Ji Qingyan meant.Offending Ji Qingyan can be forgiven, but plotting against Guan Lingdao is a big taboo, not to mention causing him to almost die.

The soul technique actually used the soul technique to hurt him.Suddenly, there was some inexplicable uneasiness in my heart.

"Help me check with the Cen family here."

"Yes."

"Gu Zhui, you've been hiding something from me recently, what is it?" Ji Qingyan saw that he was frowning silently, and said again, "I asked Knocking Sheng and Tsing Yi, and they all said that you go to bed early and wake up late, and occasionally The window is in a daze. The sound of knocking feels weird, although Tsing Yi doesn’t say anything, she is secretly worried. You are an important person in the Shangqing Palace, and everyone cares about you, so you may as well speak up if you have something to say.”

Song Guzhui was silent for a long time, and said: "There are some things that should not be kept from the third palace master, but the matter of Lingdao is important, the third palace master should help him first, and I will talk about my affairs later."

Ji Qingyan watched silently, and said after a long while: "If you insist on not telling, I can't force you. After I go south, you should take care of everything and don't leave Cen's house rashly."

"Yes."

After Ji Qingyan was sent away, Song Guzhui returned to his room, looked at Mo Zhongxian with deep thoughts for a long time, and squatted in front of him: "When the accident happened last night, were you in this room?"

"Yes." Mo Zhongxian said softly.

"Is there anything bothering you recently? Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"No."

The boy's eyes were dull, his legs were hanging down like a puppet with broken strings, and he could hardly even stand up, let alone do something bad.Song Guzhui looked at it and felt that he was overthinking again, felt guilty in his heart, and said, "I'll take you back to Cen's house to rest for the middle of the night—are you sure you have nothing to hide from me?"

Mo Zhongxian desperately shook his head.

"Are you happy to be by my side?" Song Guzhui hugged him horizontally.

"Happy." Mo Zhongxian nodded.

Happiness came from the bottom of my heart, with gratitude and earnestness, and even the expression on my face was much softer, which couldn't be faked at all.I treat him so well, and he is so loyal, how could he harm my own people's thoughts?

Song Guzhui wrapped him tightly with his outer robe: "I'll take you to Cen's house and wait."

"Ah."

He is a blind man with a broken leg, he only has wishful thinking about Song Guzhui, so naturally he can't think too much about anything.He has self-knowledge, he doesn't care about what happens in the future, he just wants to save Song Guzhui's life now.

That night, he met Cen Moxing as he wished.

"I have what you want." Mo Zhongxian grabbed the cell door with both hands.

Cen Moxing's voice became hoarse: "Give it to me."

Mo Zhongxian shook his head: "You give me the antidote, Brother Song is fine after taking it, so I will give you what you want."

The man in the cave smiled: "Song Guzhui is fine after eating, how can I blackmail you then?"

"How do you want it?"

Cen Moxing's breathing was a little short, and he said after a long time: "Come here, reach in, and I'll give you that hard-to-find medicine."

"What medicine?"

"The poison is mixed with my blood to turn people into puppets, and the antidote needs my blood to wake him up." The voice in the cave was low and trembling, "Now do you believe it? If people know this secret, the Daoist cultivators of the Northern and Southern Dynasties will probably drain my blood."

Mo Zhongxian's fingers slowly poked in: "What about the other herbs needed, and how to refine them?"

Before he finished speaking, someone grabbed his wrist tightly and twisted it backwards as if trying to break it.Mo Zhongxian cried out in pain: "What are you doing?"

"Let me out, I have refined the antidote, and I will naturally come to exchange what I want with you."

Mo Zhongxian gritted his teeth in pain.

The strength on the wrist increased, and it mercilessly snapped back, making a gurgling sound that was about to break.Mo Zhongxian couldn't stand it anymore, he closed his eyes and mumbled, his whole body trembling, at this moment, the man behind him suddenly pulled out his sword, there was a loud bang on the cell door, and sparks flew.

Cen Moxing smiled: "You, Brother Song, are really kind to you. Even if you are a puppet, you can unconsciously want to protect you. Let me go, and I will give you the antidote, otherwise the noise will become louder and sooner or later someone will Found you here."

These words made him fear from the bottom of his heart.No matter what he does, what he fears most is that Song Guzhui will find out.He was afraid that someone would hear it at this time, and after thinking about it, there was nothing he could do, so he said intermittently: "Brother Song, let him, let him go, let's go."