soul repair

Who, isn't this Yun Luozhen?

Lu Yesheng didn't understand what Guan Lingdao meant for a moment, but he saw Guan Lingdao staring at him intently with deep eyes.

Ji Qingyan saw the strange appearance of the two of them, thought for a while, and looked at Yun Luozhen with admiration suddenly.Yun Luozhen looked at Guan Lingdao with his eyes half down. His expression was a little different from usual, but his thoughts were so deep that it was hard to see through his heart.Guan Lingdao smiled: "I was seriously injured by Sanchen that day, and the disciples of Guixu Shenzong chased after me, and it was Mr. Yun who saved me."

So it was him?

Lu Yesheng's gaze also changed, as if he had never known Yun Luozhen, wondering who this Yun Luozhen was, why he suddenly shot to save Guan Lingdao, a soul cultivator, and how could he know his concealment? Where is it, send Hua Luochun over?Suddenly he remembered something, and he was astonished, as if he was overwhelmed and unable to calm down.

Seeing Lu Yesheng's unpredictable expression, Guan Lingdao also felt strange in his heart, and smiled: "I've been fooling around for a long time, Mr. Yun is one of our own, but now it's too late, if there's anything else, it's better to talk about it tomorrow, Mr. Yun go to rest first. "

Yun Luozhen nodded and smiled, then said to the stone standing beside him, "Long time no see."

Shi Knocking made a gesture of invitation: "Young Master Yun, come with me, I will prepare bath water for Young Master Yun."

Yun Luozhen followed him.

Guan Lingdao leaned over: "What did Mr. Lu think of?"

Lu Yesheng lowered his head and pondered for a long time: "If you have something to say, go back to your room and talk."

As the door closed, Ji Qingyan's sleeve moved slightly, and a spark ignited on the table, reflecting Lu Yesheng's heavy-hearted side face.

"When your brother met me, I was hanging myself in the mountains, and he came to me with a wandering spirit technique, and said that he would teach me a set of spells that I have never heard of since ancient times, and let me return to Lu's house to avenge my revenge. At that time, my heart was ashamed, and I would ignore anything for revenge, so I knelt down to worship my master, abandoned everything in Taoism, and practiced soul art, and I will be loyal to your brother from then on."

Hearing Ren Guanling's name suddenly, Guan Lingdao felt pain in his heart, forced a smile and said, "Sounds like something my brother would do."

"Your brother was already in Shangqing Palace at that time, do you know?"

As soon as these words came out, Guan Lingdao and Ji Qingyan looked at each other immediately, and their expressions changed slightly.The death of Shi Yunsheng, the older brother of Shi Knocking Sound, is inseparably related to the soul cultivator. In the Shangqing Palace, there is a soul cultivator hiding in the dark. No one knows who it is. Could it be Ren Guanling?

Many incomprehensible things at that time, the black jar that suddenly appeared in his room, the modified Huoyang paper, and even the death of Shi Yunsheng, were all inextricably linked to this soul cultivator, but who would have thought that his Already waiting in the Shangqing Palace?

Lu Yesheng shook his head again: "Your brother didn't have a physical body at that time, so he hid in a Horcrux, which was a small wolf pen."

After Guan Lingdao heard it, he felt a buzzing in his head, and he remembered the pen he was always looking at in his hand when the stone was knocking.Lu Yesheng glanced at him, as if he already knew it, and didn't speak for a long time.

"From the time I knew him, he lived in that pen. At that time, he also accepted a soul cultivator in the Shangqing Palace and taught him soul skills. He usually just pretended to be a dead thing without showing any flaws. Over the years , and only broke the precept twice.”

Guan Lingdao watched silently.

"When Shi Yunsheng was killed, he was not in the Shangqing Palace. At that time, you just started to follow Palace Master Ji to kill souls. Your brother was worried about your safety, so he followed him when he had the opportunity. Lu Junye was already a member of the Red Sandalwood Palace at that time. People, but if he wants to expose Lu Junye, he will inevitably expose the soul cultivator of the Shangqing Palace, and there is no movement for the time being. It's just that he didn't expect that Shi Yunsheng would die because of it."

Ji Qingyan lowered his eyes.

Guan Lingdao sat down on the bed, picked up the soul-protecting sword lying on the bed, stroked the elegant black hairs on the sword with his fingers, and bowed his head in silence.

"Do you know the sound of the stone knocking?" After a while, he asked again.

"I don't know. Your brother has never dared to recognize him." Lu Yesheng paused for a long time, and then said, "I accidentally bumped into the sound of a rock knocking that day, and the pen in his arms fell down. I pretended not to see that I was leaving, He asked me something."

"What?"

"He said, Mr. Lu is a soul cultivator. Have you ever heard of a self-born soul attached to an object in the mountains? I said I heard people talking about it, but it was rare. He was out of his mind for a while, and then asked if this soul Suddenly disappeared one day, what was the reason? I really didn’t dare to say the wrong thing to hurt his heart. Your brother clearly showed his true identity in front of him for some reason, and he didn’t dare to say who he was, only that he was Shan What can I say about the self-generated soul? I said that I was ignorant and did not know clearly, so he put away his pen and left."

"Why is my brother in the pen of the stone knocking sound?"

Lu Yesheng took a deep breath: "It's getting too far. After talking so much, I don't know why he is in Shi Knocking's pen, and I don't know why he went to Shangqing Palace. It's just that I I have known Ren Guanling for many years, but I know that I am not the person he can trust the most. The reason why he can plan strategies and know everything about Daoxiu is because he has a friend among Daoxiu that no one knows."

"Yun Luozhen?" Guan Lingdao raised his head.

Ji Qingyan was silent at first, but suddenly remembered what Hua Caixing said a few days ago, his heart suddenly brightened, and he nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, it is him."

"How to say?"

"I remember Hua Caixing once said that when he was taken away by Ren Guanling, it was because he drank a cup of tea that he lost consciousness. Hua Caixing's cultivation level is not low, and he rarely knows the way of people, but he can't taste tea. It's weird, and I can't figure it out. Do you remember where he was taken away by Ren Guanling?"

"In the inn, go to the inn on Baihuatai Road."

"Who did we meet at the inn?"

Guan Lingdao had a look of enlightenment on his face, and sighed: "People from the Yun family! Sure enough, we met Yun Luozhen in the inn at that time, and he was the one who helped my brother plot the Hua Caixing!"

At that time, Yunluo really wanted to take people on a journey at night, and he thought it was a little weird, but he didn't think much about it.Later Hua Caixing woke up, Ren Guanling was hunted down by Daoxiu, and the Yun family was at odds with Hunxiu. Who would have thought that Yun Luo really belonged to Ren Guanling?

What was the past between them, what happened?

Lu Yesheng nodded: "That's right. At that time, I only knew that he was going to lead Guan Lingdao to find him, but I didn't know what his plan was. At that time, he became suspicious of Hua Luochun's ancient paintings and wanted to Hua Cai Xing is indeed an excellent candidate to stay by his side without any trace and inquire about ancient paintings."

Mentioning Ren Guanling made the atmosphere heavy, and no one spoke for a while, Guan Lingdao forced a smile: "I heard that Yun Luozhen's brother Yun Luoshan was also locked up by Taoist Xiao Xiao."

Ji Qingyan sneered lightly: "He is still there, but Qi Ning is dead."

Lu Yesheng shook his head and said, "Taoist Xiao Xiao killed everything he did, and sent people to kill Shuixingmen from top to bottom, turning it into a dead mountain full of lonely souls and wild ghosts. This move is nothing more than killing chickens to scare monkeys, what will happen to the Qi family father and son , it was for the Taoist cultivators of the Northern and Southern Dynasties."

Ji Qingyan was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on the silhouette of a woman with her head down reflected in the dimly lit window not far away, and said slowly: "It's late at night, Mr. Lu, go to rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

"Alright."

Lu Yesheng walked out with his head down, and closed the door gently.

"Master." Guan Lingdao yelled and stopped, looked down at the black long sword in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Is there any way to kill Taoist Xiao Xiao? Find a way to kill him."

That's right, even if you risk the lives of yourself, Ji Qingyan and all Taoist and soul cultivators, you have to kill this man!The relationship with Ji Qingyan, and the relationship with Ren Guanling are insignificant in front of this person. All upright men, as long as they have some blood, can't let this cruel and heartless thing ruin the love in their hearts.

Ji Qingyan turned around and hugged him, and said softly: "I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day."

Guan Lingdao said nothing, suddenly, he smiled and pushed Ji Qingyan onto the bed.

His eyes fluttered and he sighed, "Master."

Ji Qingyan smiled slightly.

Everyone has someone they want to protect, for Ji Qingyan, it is Cen Muyi at this moment.For Guan Lingdao, it was the sound of the stone knocking, and it was Jun Mo.It is precisely because of this that they clearly understand that each other's lives are insignificant. If they kill the enemy heartily on the battlefield and meet to die again, they must have no regrets even when they die.

Some words need not be said, but you can understand each other's thoughts. This is a tacit understanding.

Thinking of this, Guan Lingdao felt a little itchy, unknowingly pulled open his belt, lowered his head, and slowly licked the tip of his tongue along his navel, with a low and hoarse voice: "Master, Master is my confidant. Whenever you stop, you will think of Master—”

As he spoke, his voice stopped abruptly, his throat was choked as if he was holding something, and there was a slow and unclear sound of saliva.Ji Qingyan took a deep breath, held his chin and caressed the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help it for a while, and let the heat wave hit him one after another.

Not long after, Guan Lingdao climbed up and laughed, "Master."

"Ok?"

Ji Qingyan turned over and pressed him down, lowered his head and kissed, the tongues of the two intertwined and sucked endlessly.The clothes were loosened in a hurry, and the two of them panted a little urgently, their skins were pressed against each other, and even their breaths were hot.Suddenly there was a familiar pain under his body, Guan Lingdao stopped immediately, Ji Qingyan lowered his head and kissed him: "Wait a minute?"

Guan Lingdao slowly twisted his waist and raised his lips: "No need."

"Does it hurt?"

"Yeah." Guan Lingdao laughed in a low voice, slightly distraught, and said in a low voice, "No, I don't feel anything."

Ji Qingyan looked at him without saying a word.This kid's face was flushed, beads of sweat covered his forehead and neck, he was obviously already too emotionally moved, why did he say such provocative words?

He let go of his courage and moved vigorously, and his consciousness was a little trance, kissing on his neck.

"Miss me?"

"Think, think every day."

When the wind stopped and the rain stopped, Ji Qingyan still didn't move, he pressed on his body and kissed him lightly.Guan Lingdao looked at the gradually brightening sky and said softly, "Master, is it not good for us to be like this?"

"Why not?"

The people around are in danger, and no one is safe and sound, even if they are together, they feel uneasy.

Ji Qingyan raised his head, paused for a while, then sat up silently to get dressed.Guan Lingdao lowered his head and hugged his knees, and after a while he forced a smile: "Master, how is the Shangqing Palace?"

"It's okay."

"How are the old Palace Master and Grand Palace Master?"

"Ah."

"Where's Deacon Song?"

Ji Qingyan said nothing.

Guan Lingdao smiled shyly, and tugged at his sleeve lightly: "Does Master know that Deacon Song always feels that I am seducing you—"

Ji Qingyan's face darkened slightly: "Gu Zhui's recent situation is not very good."

Guan Lingdao raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Ji Qingyan briefly talked about Song Guzhui's situation.After returning to the Shangqing Palace, Song Guzhui talked about the matter, and after that, the waking time became shorter and shorter, and there was no wind or waves, and most of them sat in front of the window.Fortunately, he only took the medicine once, and now he can still be awake for two hours a day. If he had followed the rules of the Red Sandalwood Palace and took the medicine once a month, he might have already become a puppet.Seeing his appearance, the old palace lord personally went to the door to find a casual cultivator who had a high level of cultivation and a lot of research on spiritual herbs and elixirs, and sent him to his side for treatment.

Guan Lingdao was a little dazed, feeling a little unreal.He and Song Guzhui had always been fighting and tearing each other down, but there was no deep hatred. At this moment, the scene of the past was vividly remembered, and I felt uncomfortable for a while, and felt a little bit hateful.

Ji Qingyan pondered for a long time: "Do you want to tell Shi Kousheng about your brother?"

Guan Lingdao's face was gloomy: "If my brother is still there, I would naturally tell him. But my brother is gone now, telling him, wouldn't it make him feel bad?"

Ji Qingyan nodded silently.The sound of stone knocking is gone, and Song Guzhui is like this again. Then tell him that Ren Guanling has been by his side for several years, but now he is dead. How can he feel better?

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to say anything, he could only suppress it temporarily.

The most urgent task now is Taoist Xiao Xiao.

Guan Lingdao put on his clothes with his head down, fastened his belt, put on his outer shirt unhurriedly, stopped and asked, "Master, how did you kill Yan Wu in the first place?"