soul repair

There is a formation in the Xuanji box, which can attract the souls floating around into the box, but the souls are trapped in the soul stone, and it is more difficult to draw them out than usual. It took a lot of effort to bless the flowers with spiritual power .

The soul cannot be seen or touched, and to know whether he is still alive, he can only rely on Guan Lingdao.Scattered Chen's sleeve moved slightly, and the door of the room was tightly closed, leaving only four people, Huacaixing, Stone Knocking, Sanchen and Guan Lingdao.

Huacaixing opened the Xuanji box, Guan Lingdao remained calm: "Brother Shi, are you there?"

Shi Knock's eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at the Xuanji box as if he was stiff, not daring to make a sound.He suddenly understood Su Yimu's mood in the water city, whether his brother was alive or not, whether he was dead or not, guarding the box all day and night, but not knowing the situation of his relatives, it was really more tormenting than death.

There was silence, what Guan Lingdao feared most now was silence.

Time seemed to stand still, Guan Lingdao's forehead was dripping with sweat, and just when he was about to give up in despair, a faint voice sounded in the room.

【The person who killed me was the Lord of the Second Palace. 】

Guan Lingdao raised his head suddenly, trying to calm down: "Brother Shi, is that you?"

Shi Knocking's eyelashes flicked: "Brother."

"The person who killed you was the Second Palace Lord Lu Junye?"

Hua Caixing lowered his head slightly, sat aside and turned a deaf ear.He shouldn't have known about such housework within the sect, but now that he accidentally knows it, it's a blessing or a curse, it's best to forget about it.

The sound of the stone knocking was already excited: "Is the second palace master a soul cultivator?"

No more voices could be heard in the Xuanji box, Guan Lingdao asked softly and shook his head: "I don't know, I just know that he killed someone."

"Why kill?"

Guan Lingdao asked several times but no one answered, so he took a deep breath: "No more."

It is definitely not a good thing to disappear without a trace after saying such a sentence, probably because the soul is weak and close to the verge of disappearing.Guan Lingdao turned his head and looked at the haggard sound of the stone knocking. He couldn't bear it, and said softly, "Your brother just said that you should take good care of yourself and go back to sleep."

Shi Knocking's eye circles were red, and he nodded calmly: "Yes."

There were chaotic footsteps outside the door, a disciple knocked on the door lightly, and said a little nervously: "Old Palace Master, there is a snake, a snake insists on coming in, and there is a black iron ring around its neck."

That's Jun Mo.

The door opened, and as expected, the green snake with thick wrists waited quietly in front of the door, straightened half of its body, saw the sound of stone knocking in the room, opened its mouth, and spit out a dead black worm on the ground.

It was a black camel with something in its belly.

The sound of the stone knocking pulled Jun Mo in and closed the door, squatted down and put his fingers into the insect's mouth, and pulled out a small scroll.The scroll was unfolded, and he looked at it silently for a moment, then said hesitantly, "I don't understand what's written—where did you find it?"

This question was asked to Jun Mo, Jun Mo naturally couldn't speak, and surrounded a circle with his body, and the snake tail pointed at the position inside the circle, and tapped lightly.

"Falling into the river, on the bank." The stone knocking sound asked again, "When you found it, was it alive or dead?"

Jun Mo's head fell down.

"Damn, I've been dead for several days." He put the black camel in his palm, feeling a little emotional, "My brother was killed when he found the black camel? I can't see what is written on this note, but the handwriting is Omiya Lord's."

Sanchen took it over and looked at it, his eyes were sharp: "It looks like Bai Qi's writing, but it's not. The note is covered with blinders, only those with higher cultivation than him can understand it."

"What's written on it?"

Guan Lingdao is someone who listens to souls—this is an informant letter.It is exactly the same as the denunciation of Mo Zhongxian a few days ago, I am afraid it is also a denunciation to the Red Sandalwood Palace.

Guan Lingdao couldn't figure out what the scene was.The black camel had been dead for several days, in other words, it was killed not long after Shi Yunsheng died.Who killed it?The purpose of the soul cultivator to find Shi Yunsheng's weak soul is to expose Lu Junye.What does this matter have to do with that soul cultivator, who wants to risk himself to avenge Shi Yunsheng?

Shi Knocking sounded hesitantly: "How did the second palace master know that Guan Lingdao could hear the soul? It is impossible for the old palace master, the third palace master, and Gu Zhui to say, and I didn't mention anything." He looked at Guan Ling Dao, and asked with some disbelief: "Have you told others about it?"

Guan Lingdao flattened his mouth: "No."

Doubt him first when encountering this kind of thing, his reputation is nothing to say, after leaking the secret, he is the one who will end up the worst, isn't he?

Sanchen stroked his beard, suddenly pulled out a piece of Huoyang paper, and whispered softly, "Wear me in green clothes." The handwriting appeared neatly on the Huoyang paper, instantly caught fire, and burned to ashes in a short time.

"If it's Jun Ye who leaked the secret, Yun Sheng's death was caused by me without noticing." San Chen stood up silently, his voice cold and indifferent, "Whether it's a traitor or a soul cultivator, you can't stay in Shangqing Palace from now on. "

Hua Caixing put away the Xuanji box, thought for a while, and gave it to Shi Knocking who refused to leave, and smiled: "You put it away first, and make plans when Brother Ji comes back."

Those who can give the Xuanji box to others for safekeeping must be the only ones in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Guan Lingdao left Sleepless Mountain with a heavy heart, went back to his room and slept.He is now like a blind man feeling an elephant, looking at flowers in a fog, specious and unclear.

Sure enough, there was a shrill voice coming from Twilight Palace that night, but the voice was not from soul cultivators killing people, it resounded through the valley, and many people heard it.Not long after, the disciples saw San Chen return to the Sleepless Mountain covered in blood in a blue Taoist robe.

In the early morning of the next day, Lu Junye's body was quietly carried out of the Twilight Palace. The courtyard was in a mess. Someone forcibly hung the purple pendant of the Red Sandalwood Envoy on his left ear.A pair of eyes opened in fear, as if he had experienced something terrible before he died.

The soul cultivator has not been found yet, and people are uneasy.Shi Knocking was worried about the safety of Shi Yunsheng in the Xuanji box, and asked Guan Lingdao to listen to the soul every day to ensure that the soul was safe and sound.Guan Lingdao couldn't think of a solution for the time being, and he couldn't hear anything, so he had to coax a few words every day to let the stone knocking sound feel at ease for the time being.

At this moment, Ji Qingyan finally returned to Shangqing Palace, unexpectedly, besides Song Guzhui, Lu Yesheng and Qi Ning from Sucheng returned with him.

Lu Yesheng and Qi Ning are outsiders, and according to the rules, they can only stay in the guest room in Xueling.It was the first time for Qi Ning to enter the Shangqing Palace. Looking at the mountains, he said with a meaningful smile: "The place is good, but there are not many people. Your days of wanting to live in a peaceful corner are over."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down in the Xueling Hall, Huacaixing, Sanchen, Mo Baiqi, and Guan Lingdao came out, and Qi Ning joked again with a smile: "It turns out that it's not that outsiders are not allowed to enter, but that they must be from the Southern and Northern Dynasties." Only the fourth son can enter the Shangqing Palace."

Hua Caixing smiled and said, "I heard that you are about to become the Fourth Young Master."

Qi Ning's face was a bit ugly: "It's not rare. Except you, who cares about those false names?"

The living room in Xueling was handed down hundreds of years ago, like a solemn hall, all built of stone.The architecture of Qianshangqing is mainly magnificent. This Xueling reception hall is as high as ten feet, surrounded by eight stone pillars with relief carvings, and a stone table in front, no more, no less, can seat 24 people.

Sanchen drove away all the idlers and sat down at the table. Even if Guan Lingdao didn't know the rules, he knew that not everyone could take a seat at this table. stand aside.Although Huacaixing came to help, they were busy with people and left early without waiting for orders.

Now only Sanchen, Qi Ning, Lu Yesheng, Mo Baiqi and Ji Qingyan are left on that table.

"I heard you want to see me?" Sanchen smiled and looked at Lu Yesheng.

"There are soul cultivators in Shangqing Palace and Shuixingmen. The backyard of the old Palace Master has been bitten by rats. Don't you want to clean it up?"

"Cleaning up the portal is our business."

"The soul cultivator of the Shangqing Palace is deeply hidden and has a high level of cultivation. When will you be able to find out? With such a person around, is the old Palace Mistress sleeping peacefully?"

Sanchen was quiet for a moment: "The soul cultivators in your hands, how many people are currently lurking in the various sects?"

"Nine people." Lu Yesheng didn't change his face.

"How do you know about them?"

"There are also soul cultivators who are not strict with their mouths. They trust me, and it is not surprising that they say a few more words after being drunk." Lu Yesheng said indifferently, "Young Master Qi, don't have to think about how to torture me. It's so tragic, I will die in the next life, and now I just want to go home."

Mo Baiqi sighed: "If you are willing to abandon your identity, the Shangqing Palace can accommodate—"

"No!" Lu Yesheng's expression suddenly turned cold, "If I can't go home, I will die at the door of my house."

Qi Ning rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I don't understand you sons of aristocratic families. If my father treats me like that, I won't return if he condescends to ask me to go back. It's just because of a woman who is furious and provokes the God of Returning to the Ruins." I can't do it either."

Guan Lingdao felt that Qi Ning was sometimes his long-lost brother, and he could say such irrelevant words on such a serious occasion. Lu Yesheng lowered his head and said nothing at that time, and Ji Qingyan snorted coldly: "Apart from you I am afraid that I have never done anything for others.”

Qi Ning became angry for a while at what he said, and fell silent.

Lu Yesheng's emotions calmed down, and he said calmly: "The thing that happened back then was that I was young and arrogant, and it was useless to talk too much. If you are willing to express love to the Lu family for me, I will do my best to bring The 48 soul cultivators in my hand inform everyone to help you clean up the door. If everyone insists on refusing, I don’t want to say anything, just leave.” Then I stood up: “Let’s discuss it, I’ll wait outside the door. "

Lu Yesheng left the hall without waiting for them to speak.The atmosphere in the hall was a bit heavy, and San Chen knocked on Shi and said, "Go and ask Lu Yesheng, who are the nine sects that hide soul cultivators?" Put it in Sanchen's hand: "Apart from Shangqing Palace, Lu's House and Shuixingmen, there are six sects each."

Sanchen twisted the note gently in the palm of his hand, as if he had made up his mind, and suddenly smiled kindly and said: "Knocking sound, Lingdao, Gu Zhui, and Qingyi go out first, and let us know after we have discussed it." you."

Several people came out in a file, all of them seemed to be worried, and the door of the main hall behind them was slowly closed, like an insurmountable barrier, blocking them.

Song Guzhui looked at Guan Lingdao with a frown, and asked hesitantly, "Has the Lord of the Third Palace accepted you as his apprentice?"

When going down the mountain, Ji Qingyan casually mentioned this matter, as if he had been hit hard, he couldn't regain his senses, and he still can't believe it.

Guan Lingdao thought to himself that the only thing that could make him feel better now was to make Song Guzhui angry, so he pouted and said, "Well, the third palace lord likes me."

Like me, don't like you.

Song Guzhui tapped his finger on his head, his face was livid: "Nonsense, who said that the Lord of the Third Palace likes you?" Can you use the word "like" casually?This kid must have used some immoral and insidious method, otherwise how could Ji Qingyan accept him as his apprentice?

"The Lord of the Three Palaces not only accepted me as an apprentice, but also let me get started. I have an unusual relationship with him now. Last time I slept in the same room with him." He slept on the bed, and Ji Qingyan sat by the window to sleep, But it's still a room anyway.

Song Guzhui's face turned black with anger: "What nonsense!"

"In Sucheng, he bought me for [-] yuan for one night. He bought it with his own money, not the money from the Shangqing Palace—if you don't believe me, ask Knock."

"To shut up!"

From noon to dark, Song Guzhui was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore, the door of the main hall finally opened, and Ji Qingyan and Sanchen led the crowd out.