soul repair

"How's it going?" Purple-clothed sandalwood master stood outside the soul cultivation cave, the inside was in a mess, he wouldn't go in casually when he was free, he just asked about Guan Lingdao when he was patrolling.

"Very obedient, no different from usual."

"Yeah. The Shangqing Palace will probably happen in the past few days. The palace owner will kill Ji Qingyan in Wangnian Mountain at that time. At that time, the whole Shangqing Palace will be destroyed, and no one will come to rescue him."

"Yes." The Red Sandalwood Envoy was silent for a moment, then asked, "Isn't the Palace Master going to kill Ji Qingyan?"

The purple-clothed sandalwood master fell silent.

Ji Qingyan is a well-known figure, and he is high-spirited and upright. He has never made mistakes and cannot be killed openly.Besides, after the last miss, he was much more careful, always wandering around crowded places, surrounded by many disciples from other sects, so he had to look for opportunities to strike.

But Ji Qingyan is young after all, and the palace wants to kill him easily.

In any case, Shangqing Palace is coming to an end this time.

A disheveled little boy dragged a broom and carefully walked past him with his head down. The red sandalwood envoy lowered his voice and shouted: "The sandalwood master is here, so don't be rude."

The little boy was terrified, and quickly knelt down in a daze: "Tan Lord, messenger."

The purple-clothed sandalwood master glanced at him casually: "There is no need to kneel down, this is not your mortal world."

"Yes." The little boy kowtowed and stood up, trembling towards the soul cultivation cave.

The little boy walked more than a dozen steps, and the purple-clothed sandalwood master suddenly frowned, looked at his back, and asked in a low voice: "He's not a puppet, who is he?"

The red sandalwood envoy said cautiously: "The disciples caught them from the road. I don't know what happened. I heard that I lost my mind and forgot everything. Now that I have gone crazy, there is no need to worry about it again." Feed the medicine and let him clean the soul cultivation hole."

Lord Ziyi Tan frowned and looked at his blurred back, seeing that he was about to enter Guan Lingdao's cell, and suddenly said: "Pull him out and search him."

The red sandalwood envoy hurried up.

Shan Gen was covered in sweat. He was short of breath just now when he was frightened by the altar master in purple clothes at the entrance of the cave, and he couldn't calm down now.He opened his left hand and said in a panic, "Then, I brought what you want."

Guan Lingdao sat up immediately, his heart beating in his throat.Standing at the door, the boy was still a little dazed, unable to comprehend how serious the matter was, revealing the sweat-soaked fragrance in his palm.

Guan Lingdao's heart trembled.Shan Gen really helped him get the incense. Although it was a little wet and only two inches long, it was exactly what he wanted.

Suddenly there was the sound of walking quickly in the distance, Guan Lingdao was startled for a moment, his face turned livid, and he cried out inwardly, "Throw it away, throw it away soon."

The boy turned pale with fright, and before he could react, the Red Sandalwood Envoy had already caught up: "Don't move, the altar chief will search you."

Shan Gen backed away in fear, unknowingly leaning his back against the railing of Cen Muyi's cell, trembling all over his body.He didn't understand what the purpose of this incense was, but he vaguely felt it was very important, and he always thought about it from time to time recently.His face was blue and white, and he looked at the red sandalwood envoy in front of him with fear.

The short incense fell by the door, Guan Lingdao broke into a cold sweat, leaned against the door with his head down, and said with a smile, "Are you bullying a child?"

The Red Sandalwood Envoy turned his head and scolded: "It's none of your business, go back and sit in the corner."

Guan Lingdao pretended not to care, bent down and squatted down, and covered the short incense with his sleeves. At this moment, the altar master in purple came over and said from a distance, "I thought you only liked the corner of the wall."

Guan Lingdao grabbed his messy hair, and his peach blossom eyes were full of affection: "In the Soul Cultivation Cave, there are ugly monsters except for wronged souls. You are the only one who is more attractive. I will come and see you."

The purple-clothed altar master looked at him and turned around indifferently.The Red Sandalwood Envoy reprimanded at the side: "Don't be rude."

"What are you afraid of?" The purple-clothed altar master looked down at the shivering little boy, and slowly raised his hand, "I'm scary?"

Yamane's head shook like a rattle.

The red sandalwood master is terrifying, but the noble and elegant altar owner in front of him is even more terrifying, hundreds of times more terrifying than the red sandalwood master.

The altar master in purple clothes opened the boy's sweaty left palm, and when it was empty, he went to pull the boy's right hand again.Guan Lingdao looked at the two of them coldly, swiped his sleeve, and the short incense fell into the cracks in the stones on the ground.

The palm of the right hand was opened, but it was still empty.The purple-clothed altar master looked down at the little boy: "Take off your clothes, and check the inside of your hair."

With tears in his eyes, the boy shivered and took off the clothes on his body, revealing a thin body full of scars, skinny and boned, looking up helplessly at the altar master in purple.The red sandalwood envoy squatted on the ground and searched for a long time, turning over the clothes, the ground, and the surrounding corners as if searching.

He stood up and whispered softly: "Altar Master, there is nothing abnormal."

The altar master in purple clothes nodded, and said to Shan Gen: "Put on your clothes." Then he looked at the boy's filthy body, frowned and said: "Ask someone to take a bath for him, and give him medicine at the beginning of next month. "

The red sandalwood envoy hurriedly bowed his head and agreed, and when the owner of the purple-clothed altar was far away, he pulled the boy out.Shan Gen didn't dare to turn his head to look at Guan Lingdao, so he huddled and followed behind the red sandalwood envoy, but just glanced at Guan Lingdao before leaving.

He is going to be given medicine, and Yamane will also become a puppet.

In the middle of the night, most people were asleep, and the fire could not be lit in the cave, and the ghosts screamed and cried, and it was pitch black.Guan Lingdao broke off half an inch of incense, and took a deep breath while facing the wall.He couldn't start fire when he was a child, but he practiced the art of making fire in the Shangqing Palace. With his palms down, a small cluster of orange-yellow flames burst out.

He quickly lit the incense in his hand, returned to the corner and fell to the ground hugging his knees.In an instant, his consciousness left his body, and Guan Lingdao flew up in the cave.

After crossing the closed cell doors and passing through the cold and damp, he stopped at the entrance of the cave.His consciousness is nowhere to be possessed, and his five senses are not clear, but ghosts and wolves howling here are miserable, and it is clearly the row after row of black jars full of souls in the mouth of Yamagen.The time for the half-inch incense was so short that Guan Lingdao had no time to think about it, his consciousness was attached to a jar, and he carefully drew out the soul inside.

One, two, three, four.

Lonely and helpless souls have nowhere to go, and are the easiest to manipulate, not to mention the ones who lure them out are soul cultivators with powerful soul power.Guan Lingdao led them back to his cell, and his consciousness returned instantly.His face was solemn, before his soul scattered, four small stones the size of fingernails were thrown in the air, pressing them with soul energy, immediately sealing his soul inside!

The small stones emitted a faint blue light in the palm of his hand. The inconspicuous stones everywhere in the cave have now turned into soul stones.

He stood up silently, and pressed the four soul stones under the stone in the corner.

I don't know if the method he came up with will succeed, but now he can only put all his eggs in one basket.Unknowingly, we have been separated for almost two months, and my longing has settled down. What is Master doing?

"Third Palace Master, have you thought about this matter clearly?" Shi Knocking and Tsing Yi looked at each other with concern in their eyes, "Ren Yan Wudao failed to kill you last time, this time you want to meet him alone, it's hard to say what will he do."

Ji Qingyan stood by the window: "Lingdao is locked in the Red Sandalwood Palace, and it is difficult for us to break in anyway. I want to see what he wants and negotiate some conditions. Do you have a better way?"

"This..." Shi Knock didn't dare to make another sound.Did the Lord of the Third Palace miss Guan Lingdao's demon barrier?Are you thinking of exchanging yourself or Shangqing Palace for Guan Lingdao?

"Go ahead, Tsing Yi will speak in person, and make it clear that this time I want to be honest and solve this matter." His face was still facing out the window, "Guan Lingdao is my apprentice, as long as he comes back, everything will be easy to talk about. Shangqing Palace I was disrespectful to the Red Sandalwood Palace earlier, but now I have made up my mind and am willing to surrender."

The sound of knocking on the stone hesitated to speak.

Tsing Yi nodded, turned around and went out the door.

"Palace Master Ji wants to meet me alone?" Yan Wudao was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his face, "What does Palace Master Ji want to talk to me about?"

Tsing Yi gestured: Palace Master is eager to read, and wants to have a frank and honest talk with Palace Master Red Sandalwood. A few days ago, Shangqing Palace had a lot of disrespect to Palace Master Red Sandalwood. I hope Palace Master Haihan.

Yan Wudao half-closed his eyes, and smiled kindly: "We had a lot of misunderstandings, and now we have resolved the misunderstandings. It's not disrespectful. Palace Master Ji wants to meet and talk with me alone, and I can't ask for it. Why don't we make an appointment?" Tomorrow night at three o'clock, Luosheng Pavilion in the middle of Jiutian Mountain."

Tsing Yi leaned forward, turned around and left, Yan Wudao smiled and closed his eyes.

"Palace Master really wants to talk to Ji Qingyan?" the disciple beside him asked softly.

Yan Wudao smiled: "Tomorrow night I will go to see Ji Qingyan, you quietly lead people to the place where the disciples of the Shangqing are staying, kill them all, and don't leave anyone alive."

"Yes."

Naturally, he wouldn't really talk to Ji Qingyan. Now that Ji Qingyan is at the end of his rope, he probably wants to exchange Guan Lingdao with himself or the Shangqing Palace.Ji Qingyan thought he wanted the surrender of the Shangqing Palace, but unfortunately he was wrong, he wanted Ji Qingyan's order, he wanted the Shangqing Palace, and he wanted Guan Lingdao.Now that everything is in his hands, what else needs to be talked about?

In the middle of the next night before midnight, Yan Wudao came to a forest in the middle of Jiutian Mountain alone.Now it was almost the end of the month, the moon was dim, and the sky was full of stars. After leaving the woods and walking up the stone road, a small pavilion appeared vaguely on the cliff, and there was a tall person standing alone inside.

Yan Wudao walked up to the pavilion, separated by three or four zhang, and said to the shadow in the pavilion: "Master Ji has already arrived."

The shadow didn't make a sound, Yan Wudao sighed again: "Meet me alone in the middle of the night, but I admire your courage. It's a pity that you are still young, otherwise you will definitely do a lot in the future."

The shadow in the pavilion laughed, but it wasn't Ji Qingyan's voice. It was old and vigorous, like a dragon's chant, echoing lowly in the valley, causing rustling sounds in the air, and the trees all over the mountain swayed lightly.Yan Wudao turned pale when he heard the voice, as if he heard the voice from hell: "You, you are already dead..."

The black shadow turned around, his face was covered with wrinkles, his beard and hair fluttered in the wind, and the old man stood majestically like a mountain god: "I didn't die, I accidentally survived. Yan Wu, the grievances between you and me for many years should be settled today." gone."

He tried all the tricks, but unexpectedly, he jumped into someone else's trap.

"Listen to me, what happened back then, I was forced to..." He backed away calmly, and suddenly stopped when he said this, "You are here, so where did Ji Qingyan go?"

The old man's eyes were deep: "Yes, where did Ji Qingyan go?"