soul repair

The bell swayed gently on the body, emitting a different rhythm from ordinary bells. The three tones were of different lengths, but it sounded like a ghost crying.As soon as the bell rang, people around him looked sideways, and they all hid to the side.

The smiling man seemed to be ignorant of other people's thoughts, but walked slowly and stopped in front of a teahouse: "Master, where is it?"

"Yeah." Ji Qingyan walked beside him, "It's not time yet, go in and wait."

The various sects made a rule in Jiutian Mountain, allowing the surviving Hunxiu to wear this bell when going out, so that Daoxiu will not kill him rashly when he sees it.Guan Lingdao seldom goes out of Shangqing Palace, but he obeys the rules and always wears this bell when he goes out.

The aura in the world is still bleak, the hatred and malice are not extinguished, and the hostility is hard to dissipate.A man on the side of the road was beating a dog with a stick, Guan Lingdao turned his face away, and couldn't help saying in his heart that in front of Xiao Xiao that day, he felt like his dog. then kill.

It's someone else's dog, he can do whatever he wants, even if others can't see it, they can't control it.

Not to mention animals, even if they were replaced by humans, so what?A few days ago, Shangqing took in a 13-year-old female disciple. It turned out that her parents died, and she was betrayed by relatives at home. Relatives and villagers all abused and humiliated her like a prostitute. Fortunately, the soul technique was blocked by Song Guzhui at the time of the murder, and he was sent to the Shangqing Palace to worship as a teacher.

There is malice in the world, all because of selfishness, no different from Xiao Xiao.

As long as you don't treat the other person as an adult, you can do whatever you want with peace of mind.

But this kind of situation is rare after all. People who have been humiliated before have nowhere to vent, and after their unjust death, they just want to forget everything. After all, those who suffer are a minority.But this soul-devouring technique is enough to make the world miserable.

If it weren't for his master, he would be boring in this world, and he also wanted to stay in the bottomless pit with his brother.

Ji Qingyan gently held his hand.

He understood the words in the master's eyes, no matter how painful the world is, there are still people who are kind to him, and some people want to stay with him.Guan Lingdao felt uncomfortable because he was so uneasy, so he smiled and said in a low voice: "Master betrays masculinity every night, and we know that masculinity is the most harmful. Lingdao's will is not firm, and he already wanted to stay with Master and did not want to leave."

In the next life, you must remember that you must never touch the master's masculinity, if you touch it, you will never be able to turn around!

Just quietly holding hands and looking at each other, suddenly someone beside him coughed softly, turned his head to look, and saw Yun Luozhen standing beside him: "The third palace lord, the fourth palace lord."

Guan Lingdao smiled and said, "Young Master Yun."

Hua Caixing also sat down beside him without saying a word, with a pot of black bamboo painted upside down on his body.

Guan Lingdao looked at the ink-stained bamboo: "Master Hua waited for Mr. Yun, how long have you been waiting?" The ink bamboo is painted upside down, which looks very strange, but it is not weird when worn on Hua Caixing.Others think this is his temperament, only those who are close to him know that Hua Caixing is not talkative when waiting for others, but wants to draw when his hands itch, and Nuanjian is full of clothes that he painted like this.

Yun Luozhen smiled: "Something at home has delayed."

"How is Patriarch Hua?" Ji Qingyan asked.

"The head of the family is concentrating on practicing soul art. Maybe he will go to Shangqing Palace in a few days, and we will meet soon."

Hua Luochun wants to practice soul art, and everyone knows why.A few months ago, Guan Lingdao was summoned by him once, asking him to put himself into the painting, after which he was quickly invited out of Huajiagu by Huacaixing.It's pitiful to say, his cultivation ranks in the top three in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and his status can command the wind and rain, but it is so difficult to meet his lover, and he has to travel thousands of miles to invite a soul cultivator to send him into the painting.

Guan Lingdao has studied Hua Luochun's soul, and he is really like a proud son of heaven in Taoism, but his talent in soul cultivation is extremely poor, worse than an ordinary person.Patriarch Hua's life has been really hard.

Guan Lingdao bit the bullet and said, "Hunxiu is heretic, Patriarch Hua doesn't have to take it too seriously."

The student is poor in talent, bad temper, impatient, and loves to overwhelm others with his cultivation. As a master, he is really sweating profusely.

The festoons look at the nose, the nose and the heart, as if it's none of his business.Naturally, he would not gossip about the head of the family no matter what.

Only slight voices of discussion could be heard from around.

"Who are those four people?"

"The one in the black outer shirt and the white inner is Yinyunji Qingyan, and the one with the painting on it is Warm Wind and Flowers. Cen Moxing has gone nowhere, and the one in the blue dress is Yun Luozhen. Is this the fourth son of the Southern and Northern Dynasties?"

"What about the other one? The soul cultivator's bell is hanging on his body?"

Having this bell on one's body is a shame of being born as a human being.Guan Lingdao thought to himself, now that he can sit with the master in an upright manner, it is already an excellent thing. It is difficult to change one's thoughts in a short while, and one has to work hard for a long time.

Except for him, Guan Lingdao, the four sons of the Southern and Northern Dynasties really had everything, but they didn't know that the poems of the four masters of the Southern and Northern Dynasties were only written to set off one person.

His elder brother, Huaxi.

When my brother comes back again, the world will definitely become a better place.

He glanced at Yun Luozhen, and Mr. Yun had a slight smile on his mouth, as if he had the same thoughts as him.

"How many soul cultivators have died recently?"

Yun Luozhen said: "There are more than forty people who were killed by Taoists for their heinous crimes. Three people who taught Soul Eater in private were also killed. In addition, 17 people died with bells on their bodies. The murderer cannot be found."

He died with a bell on his body, which shows that the resentment of Taoism has not been extinguished.After killing soul cultivators for ten years, many people still don't regard soul cultivators as human beings. They kill soul cultivators without removing the bell, the intention is to let soul cultivators in the world understand that even if you hang up the bell, your life may not be safe .The idea that soul cultivators should be damned is deeply ingrained in some people's hearts.

Ji Qingyan nodded: "Find out the person who killed the seventeen soul cultivators."

On the one hand, restrain the soul cultivators and prevent them from doing anything wrong, on the other hand, they must also restrain the Taoist cultivators, letting them know that there is no rule, and killing people pays for their lives.Although maliciousness is difficult to eliminate, it must restrain them from doing whatever they want.

Before this, the four sons of the Southern and Northern Dynasties who killed the soul cultivator were already doing the opposite.

Hua Caixing, Yun Luozhen, and the master have now become half soul cultivators, especially the master...how should I put it?Recently, I always like to go out of my body with him.

After discussing for a while, several people went their separate ways to investigate the murder of Hunxiu.

Guan Lingdao and Master stayed in an inn in the small town.

Even though they have been together for two years, they still have to do that at night.

Guan Lingdao took off his clothes, and his cool body was already attached to him, making him sit with his back facing him.Guan Lingdao looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror directly opposite, and smiled embarrassedly: "Master... I can see everything in this way."

Ji Qingyan's eyes fell on the long mirror, but he didn't make a sound.

Guan Lingdao suddenly grabbed the quilt on the bed, tightened his grip, his legs trembled.

I saw it, I saw it all... all...

"Master!"

Ji Qingyan held him down and half covered their bodies with the quilt.Guan Lingdao couldn't bear the force, his eyes turned red for a moment, he hugged Ji Qingyan's neck tightly and just whimpered.

"Master..." What's going on recently, it's getting more and more... intense...

"Lingdao, I figured out something recently." Ji Qingyan lifted his body up, leaned against himself, and stroked his head.

Guan Lingdao smiled weakly: "Master happy?"

"Ah."

"What's the matter?"

Ji Qingyan kissed his lips: "You will know in the future."

Guan Lingdao blinked, slowly raised his waist and lowered it, panting, "Master, will you tell me?"

Ji Qingyan said nothing.

Guan Lingdao got up slowly again, Ji Qingyan's breath sank, and he held his waist: "Don't go."

"Master said, I will not go."

Ji Qingyan looked at him without saying a word, turned over and pressed him down, gently and forcefully, Guan Lingdao struggled, and soon cried in a hoarse voice: "Master foul! Foul!"

Ji Qingyan kissed his forehead: "You will know in the future."

When is the future?

Damn it...he is being controlled to death, masculinity misleads others, from now on my disciples and grandchildren will remember it for me!