soul repair

Lu Yesheng came up in the silence: "Master Diheng, uncle."

"You have to call me uncle." The old man forced himself to calm down, his voice was low and gloomy, "Everyone came from a long way, rest in the guest room tonight, and leave the village tomorrow."

"Uncle." Lu Yesheng's voice trembled slightly.

The old man's knuckles were creaking, as if he had reached the limit of his patience, but Qi Ning said ignorantly: "Master Diheng, you should also listen to the purpose of our trip."

"Listen to what?" The old man turned his head to look at him, as if he had forwarded his anger to Qi Ning, "Listen to you, a fake family who ruined the innocence of other girls and refused to marry?"

Qin Ning's face turned livid, and for a moment, he smiled mockingly.

The old man's face calmed down, and he looked at Ji Qingyan: "The Shangqing Palace has never cared about world affairs, let alone my Lu family's family affairs. Tonight, Palace Master Ji will rest in Yiwangzhuang for a while, and go out tomorrow morning."

A handsome young man beside him hastily opened the way.

"There is a soul cultivator in the Lu family, and I know who it is." Lu Yesheng seemed to risk everything, "If uncle is willing to let me go home, I will tell this person immediately."

The old man stopped and looked at him: "There is a soul cultivator in the Lu family, do you know who it is?"

"Yes."

"How many people did the soul cultivator kill?"

"Four or five people." Lu Yesheng's voice was calm, as if he had already thought about it.

"Four or five people." Daoist Diheng slowly stroked his gray beard, "Twelve years ago, you stood up for that outspoken Gu Anran who deserved to have his tongue gouged out. How many disciples of the Lu family died then?"

"120 one."

There was a dead silence in the room.

"You mean, now you tell me that a soul cultivator who killed four or five people can offset the lives of 120 disciples of the Lu family, and offset the insults the Lu family has suffered in the past 12 years?" The old man looked at him coldly, "You Tell me who this soul cultivator is, that is what you owe the Lu family, and you should pay it back. You stood up for that bitch Gu Anran back then, did she never leave you? "

"No."

"You can say it if you want to. I don't care if you don't want to. Sooner or later we can find out by ourselves." The old man looked at Ji Qingyan and Qi Ning, "Shangqing Palace and Shuixingmen are now taking the lead for him, is it also because of this reason?"

"I implore Daoist Diheng to take a step to speak." Ji Qingyan finally spoke.

"If you have something to say here, those around me are all descendants of our Lu family, there is nothing to hide."

"I implore Daoist Diheng to take a step to speak." Ji Qingyan repeated.

Daoist Di Heng's expression was extremely ugly, he seemed very dissatisfied with being persecuted like this, and he said after a while: "It's late tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Like a storm, he got out of his seat and wanted to go out through the side door. Lu Yesheng suddenly said, "Uncle, have you forgotten two things that my father never forgot when he was alive? I want to tell you that there are already some clues."

Daoist Diheng's expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look at him, which was quite different from the disdain just now: "You are talking nonsense."

"No nonsense, I really have a clue." Lu Yesheng calmed down, but his face was still pale, "Uncle, listen to me."

Daoist Di Heng's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he said in a hateful voice: "Come with me."

The situation took a turn for the worse, Qi Ning and Ji Qingyan didn't expect that Lu Yesheng would have something to do, and immediately looked at each other, Ji Qingyan was still calm, but Qi Ning couldn't help it: "You can say what you want to say here, we will take it with you." When you went to Lu's house, you just used it casually!"

Lu Yesheng said in a low voice: "Master Ji, Young Master Qi, this is a matter of my family, offend me."

He stepped up and followed the old man out, leaving a few expressionless Lu family disciples and Ji Qingyan and others in the hall, the atmosphere was awkward.Qi Ning sat down on the chair, couldn't sit still, raised one leg, and stared at the side door where Lu Yesheng came out with dark eyes.

A disciple walked in from the door and said: "The Patriarch ordered, please follow me to stay."

Di Heng refused to let them wait, which meant that they were going to have a long talk.Qi Ning smiled mockingly: "No, we'll just wait here, and please give us an explanation after Mr. Lu finishes talking. We waited at the door for most of the night, and it's windy and snowy, why don't you give me a hand?" some good tea."

The Kungfu hall waiting for tea was silent again, Guan Lingdao suddenly whispered in Song Guzhui's ear: "I want to have a rest."

At this time, I still think about urgency!

Song Guzhui had never seen him so embarrassing. He gritted his teeth and glanced at him. Before he could reprimand him, he heard Ji Qingyan say behind him: "Don't be rude to Deacon Song."

"Master, I want to have a rest." The voice was much quieter, this time it was said in Ji Qingyan's ear.

"Ah."

"Thank you, Master." Ji Qingyan was so kind to him, so good that sometimes he didn't know what to do.

Song Guzhui frowned, and subconsciously glanced at Ji Qingyan, when the tea came, Ji Qingyan picked up a cup thoughtfully, lowered his head and sipped it.

When Guan Lingdao went out, seeing no one was paying attention to follow him, he ran to a quiet place by the lake, and quietly lit a short stick of incense.Just now he released a ray of soul energy on Lu Yesheng's belt, and wanted to go back to the room as soon as possible to listen to what they had to say, but Qi Ning refused to give up.He couldn't wait, so he had to use his brief explanation to find out what Lu Yesheng and Taoist Diheng were talking about.

With full consciousness, he quickly searched for his lost soul energy. Suddenly, his five senses became clear, and he could see and hear everything.

"...you won't tell me their whereabouts, how can I believe you?" The voice was old and powerful, and it was the master of the earth.

"Uncle is willing to let me go home, so I will tell you the whereabouts of the Sunny Sky Ruler and the Falling Rain Cup. I am already a person without cultivation, and my spiritual roots have been destroyed. These two treasures are useless to me."

Daoist Diheng looked at him, as if guessing whether what he said was true or not.

Guan Lingdao was already startled.

He had heard of these two treasures, the sunny ruler and the falling rain cup. The old man who bothered him so much that he couldn't sleep every night when he first entered the supernatant had mentioned it before he died: the sunny ruler and the falling rain cup. Then you can become a fairy.

Immortal!

This is just a legend, and Guan Lingdao doesn't know if it's true or not, but if the thousands of Taoist and soul cultivators in the cultivation world know the news, wouldn't they go crazy?

At this moment, Guan Lingdao felt his whole body was burning.

Lu Yesheng actually knew the whereabouts of these two things, no wonder death was not mentioned in front of outsiders.

"I know that the Lu family can't let me come back easily, but if I have a sunny ruler and a falling rain cup, I will become a fairy just around the corner. At that time, don't say that the Lu family has turned over, even the bloodbathed Shenzong is not a problem. I just beg At that time, Uncle let me cut my hand to the ground, and take revenge." The voice trembled, full of hatred.

Guan Lingdao didn't need to listen any more, his consciousness came back, he stood up from the lake and pulled his pants down.The short incense sticks at his feet were almost burnt out, but he still couldn't see clearly like the smoke.

Who doesn't want to become a fairy?Diheng will definitely agree to him.

But should he tell Ji Qingyan what he knows?Even if you want to tell him, so what?

The bone-piercing cold wind cooled his agitated head, and suddenly, Guan Lingdao's body turned cold.

No, this is wrong!There is something wrong with this!

When I returned to the living room feeling agitated, it happened that Lu Yesheng also came out of the side door, but the Taoist priest Diheng was no longer there. Lu Yesheng respectfully said: "Uncle explained that he will give me an answer sooner, it will be late tonight." , everyone may wish to go back and rest first."

Qi Ning smiled evilly and said: "Young master Lu has a plan in his heart, but he refuses to mention it to us. He must think that we are easy to bully. We will take you back to your Lu's house and listen to your uncle abuse us. At this time, it is too easy to send us away with two or three sentences."

"As I said, this is a private matter of my family. I will tell you the names of the 48 soul cultivators. The private affairs of the Lu family are not included."

Song Guzhui said: "Mr. Lu, so as not to have long nights and dreams, please give us the names of the 48 soul cultivators immediately."

"I'll tell you everything in the morning."

Qi Ning laughed angrily at him: "Lu Yesheng, just because you didn't tell us the truth and because we worked so hard to send you back to Lu's house, you should hand over the list now. The reason is with us, if you don't hand it over, We will not be polite to you."

"If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you. You and I made an agreement. If the Lu family is willing to let me go home, I will hand over the list of these soul cultivators."

Lu Yesheng clung to the agreement tightly, Qi Ning couldn't say anything even if he got angry again, Ji Qingyan put down the tea bowl: "There is a soul cultivator in the Lu family, if you don't say it now, you want him to kill you tonight ?”

Lu Yesheng's face was cold and he didn't speak.

Ji Qingyan knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he ordered: "Young Master Lu will stay in Fuxiang Tower tonight. He will not sleep or go out. Qi Ning and I will guard him together."

These words made sense, and it was difficult for Qi Ning to refute, so all the people did not sleep, and just stayed in Fuxianglou to wait quietly.

an hour.Two hours.It's five o'clock.

Qi Ning was drinking tea quietly in the living room, the eight disciples of the Lu family stood in awe, Tsing Yi was sitting in the corner, silently watching Lu Yesheng, Lu Yesheng was like a sculpture, motionless, Keep your eyes straight ahead.

Song Guzhui leaned halfway on the back of the chair, closed his eyes half asleep, and it was his time to rest.

"What did Qi Ning say to you just now?" Ji Qingyan stood on the corridor outside, looking at the dark lake.

Guan Lingdao was the only one beside him, the lantern above his head was dim, the snow was flying lightly, there was warmth in the cold, no one was around, no one could hear his whisper.

"He asked me how Mu Hua Dan got here that day." Guan Lingdao whispered.

Mu Huadan belongs to Ji Qingyan, and Ji Qingyan must have a very deep relationship with the Cen family.

Ji Qingyan looked at him silently for a moment: "My sister prepared it and gave it to me. Muhuadan, only my sister and I know about it."

Guan Lingdao realized that he had heard something extraordinary, and couldn't help but ask, "How did you feed me such an important thing?"

Ji Qingyan frowned, and said after a long time: "Old Palace Master."

"..." What do you mean, the old palace master ordered Ji Qingyan to feed him candy?

"..."

Sanchen told him the story of the wolf at that time, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and he didn't know how to say hello to Guan Ling.Guan Lingdao's spiritual roots were completely destroyed, and the things Guan Lingdao held in his hand were not rare at all. Seeing that he was a child at heart, he fed him Mu Huadan.

"Master doesn't like to laugh, is it natural?" Guan Lingdao looked at his side, his thoughts flying wild.Ji Qingyan's lips have always been straight, when he lectured that day, he measured how many inches it was in his heart.

Is the Cen family's cultivation mentality just like this, with a pure heart and few desires, to train people into a log?

Um?Why is it that the face is dark again, and the veins are also jumping?

"Master, do you want to drink tea? Your lips are a little dry and need to be moisturized."

Those two thin lips were pursed so that there was no gap between them.

The heartbeat gradually accelerated, thump, thump, Ji Qingyan suddenly pulled his hand down, and Guan Lingdao realized that his fingers were unconsciously touching the corner of his mouth, and the fingertips were slightly wet.

God, why did you touch it? !

The burning under the left eye was severe, he screamed inwardly, covering his left face in embarrassment, the finger touching the corner of Ji Qingyan's mouth exuded a light fragrance, when he touched the scorching heat under the left eye, suddenly there was a strange image in his mind Come out, messy and complicated, not clear.

"Ahhh-"

A shrill roar cut through the night, Guan Lingdao's hand shook, and he woke up.

"Third Palace Master, someone died."

Someone died, but the sound did not come from the hall.

Ji Qingyan's face suddenly sank, and he flew back to the hall of Fuxiang Building. Lu Yesheng still sat in the same posture, staring straight ahead, without moving.