soul repair

Guan Lingdao walked in a hurry, the flower shelf was still in the corner of the inn room, and the few pots of flowers and plants he brought with him stood in front of the window with their heads bowed.The room was pitch black, Tsing Yi and Shi knocked on the door, but there was no one there. Just about to open the door and come in, a man's low voice came from the side of the flower stand, as if he had been sitting alone for several hours: "I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to do."

"Yes, the third palace lord." Tsing Yi and Shi Kousheng didn't dare to say anything more.

"When Lingdao was arrested today, who saw it?" In the silence, Ji Qingyan suddenly stopped them.

Shi Knock frowned: "At that time, Tsing Yi was on Wangnian Mountain, and I was reading in my room, but I didn't see anything."

"Go." The room fell silent again.

Just as the footsteps at the door faded away, another man's voice suddenly came.He appeared lifeless, calm and gentle, with some imperceptible eagerness in his gentleness.

"I see it," he said.

Ji Qingyan looked up, and the person who came was Huacaixing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.He walked in quietly, closed the door carefully, stopped in front of him and said, "Palace Master Red Sandalwood lied on Wangnian Mountain today, and I was not far away when he captured Guan Lingdao."

"What was it like at that time?" The black shadow beside the flower stand stood up.

Huacaixing lighted the candles quietly and spread a picture on the table.Ji Qingyan was standing by the table, the painting seemed to be drawn in a hurry, but it could be seen that it was the North and South Streets of Baihua City, in the middle a Taoist man with a long beard was holding a young man, smiling, surrounded by people passing by , the crowd was furious.

"He recognized Guan Lingdao, and when he passed by, he grabbed Guan Lingdao and looked at his face for a long time." Hua Caixing's fingers moved lightly on the painting, and the ink-painted figures inside seemed to come to life, with lifelike expressions, The mouth is opened and closed, and the voice of speech can almost be heard.

Ji Qingyan has never seen this kind of technique before, Huacaixing was immersed in painting, and he didn't know when he was so superb.

Guan Lingdao pushed his hand away: "What is this priest going to do?"

The old Taoist rolled up his sleeves and pressed his wrist, and the aura surged in. Guan Lingdao was so painful that he could hardly stand, and fell to the ground half kneeling.The old Taoist's face was unstoppably radiant, as if he had captured a monster who had escaped for a long time, and said softly: "I found you."

Guan Lingdao cried out in pain: "Who are you? I have nothing to do with you!"

Pedestrians on the street stopped one after another, looking at each other because they didn't understand.A disciple of a small sect who was still inexperienced boldly asked: "This fairy elder, I don't know what this young man has done to arrest him in the street?"

The old Taoist grabbed Guan Lingdao's wrist and refused to let it go: "This is a soul cultivator who killed hundreds of people, I can't help but get caught, everyone, get out of the way."

Is there anyone in Baihua City who doesn't know what a soul cultivator is, and many people have killed their relatives because of a soul cultivator. When they heard that this person killed hundreds of people, they all showed surprise.Guan Lingdao became anxious: "You are talking nonsense, I am not!"

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist's hand pressed on Guan Lingdao's shoulder with such force that it seemed to break his shoulder.Guan Lingdao gritted his teeth stiffly, and suddenly cried out in a low voice, sweating all over his head, as if thousands of mice were gnawing inside his body. Then, the four leaves around his waist suddenly broke free and moved towards the old Taoist. flew over.

"Even the Horcrux has been refined." The old Taoist smiled and did not avoid it, nor did he stop it. The expression on his face was unpredictable, "You are really extraordinary."

Four pieces of unknown objects whirled in the air, and inevitably brushed against the bodies of passers-by, and the onlookers were immediately enraged.

"kill him!"

"Damn the soul cultivator!"

"Unforgivable!"

Ji Qingyan put the painting away suddenly.

"What do you think, Brother Ji?"

There was some anger in Hua Caixing's voice for some reason, Ji Qingyan's anger didn't dissipate, but he didn't notice anything, he turned his head and looked: "Ren Yan Wudao hurt Lingdao first, Lingdao had no choice but to attack."

"That's right, Yan Wudao recognizes Guan Lingdao, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized him on the street."

I knew him before, Guan Lingdao was only 20 years old, he was locked in a cage before he was nine years old, and then he lived with his teacher and father, how could he recognize Yan Wudao from Red Sandalwood Palace?

Ji Qingyan's heart trembled, and his anger hit him like an overwhelming mountain.Why did Red Sandalwood Palace study soul cultivation so deeply, why did Yan Wudao know Guan Lingdao, why did they plant spies in various sects?

Eight years ago, the sudden soul cultivation was all over the place, and since then it has been difficult to cultivate in the cultivation world. Who is secretly manipulating it?

Ji Qingyan's eyes were like sea waves, and he said softly: "Young Master Hua, what do you think of the Red Sandalwood Palace?"

"I don't know, I just feel that something is wrong with the Red Sandalwood Palace." There was some caution in that voice.

"The Shangqing Palace and the Red Sandalwood Palace are incompatible. What about the Hua Family?"

Hua Caixing lowered his head slightly and said, "Brother Ji wants to enter the Red Sandalwood Palace and rescue Guan Lingdao? Looking around the world, apart from the old head teacher of Guixu Shenzong, who can compete with Yan Wudao?"

"The Patriarch of the Hua Family." Ji Qingyan frowned for a moment, then shook his head again, "The Patriarch of the Hua Family is young, and his cultivation is not as good as that of Yan Wudao, and besides, the matter of saving people has nothing to do with the Hua Family."

Hua Caixing bowed his head in thought for a moment, then raised his head suddenly: "If you want to go to the Red Sandalwood Palace to save people, it is a matter of narrow escape, and it should not be taken lightly. This matter must be considered in the long run. Only when everything is wiped out from top to bottom can we be safe.”

"Yeah." Ji Qingyan sat down with a restrained expression, drooping his eyes and thinking.

"Patriarch of the Hua family, my father." After an unknown amount of time, Hua Caixing said in the silence, "I have a way to make him devote all his energy to protecting the Shangqing Palace."