Lock text system: The hero please respect yourself

Li Feng's coming to the Northbound School means testing needles.

If Lan Zhi wanted to get away with it, he had to invalidate the soul-dividing needle.

As soon as Lan Zhi stepped out of his own yard, Elder Wan came to meet him. He was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and drove the disciples away: "How do you plan to get there?"

Lan Zhi thought to himself that this person was even more anxious than himself, he was anxious, but Lan Zhi was not in a hurry, and said calmly: "I don't have any plans, if you expose it, you will expose it, at worst, you will die."

Elder Wan was so sad that he was about to burst into tears. He held back his breath and said, "What should Xun Ye do if you're dead? It doesn't matter if you die. If my son dies, the person surnamed Jane doesn't have to live!"

Lan Zhi whispered, "You send Junior Brother Jian to me, only he knows how to save me."

The situation was urgent, Elder Wan didn't dare to fight him head-on at this time, so he quickly asked someone to send Jian Qiang over, and he made some preparations first.Lan Zhi pulled Jian Qiang into the yard, and handed him a blue-gray elixir that had been held in his hand for a long time, and had already become hot: "This is the Qi Hua elixir, and it is used the same way as last time, remember?"

Jian Qiang looked up at him, the flames in his eyes started to dance again, Lan Zhi immediately dismissed his thoughts: "You can no longer practice the Eight Wind Formation."

"There are a lot of people here, as long as I absorb the cultivation of a dozen or twenty more disciples, Elder Wan can't do anything to me, and neither can Chi Su."

Lan Zhi frowned and said, "To tell you the truth, did you catch Wan Chengbin on purpose? I find it strange that a normal barrier can't help Eight Winds at all, so why are you helpless?"

Jian Qiang gritted his teeth and said: "There is no good person here, I will kill them all, let's go together, can't we?"

Lan Zhi said angrily: "Absorbing the cultivation of more than ten or twenty people at once, do you still want to live? Once the spiritual root meridians are destroyed, even if you have one life left, you will not be able to practice in the future. Listen to me carefully, Let's first transform the cultivation bases that cannot be integrated in the body, and only relying on those remaining cultivation bases can make you rise to the sun rank."

Jian Qiang held his hand and refused to leave, Lan Zhi was so worried that he had a headache, he had no choice but to coax him softly: "Be good and obedient, when we reach the rank of day, we can, we can do what we did that night again."

Jian Qiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, but without speaking, he suddenly squeezed Lan Zhi's hand tightly.

Lan Zhi didn't expect that this sentence of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor would work, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and felt very sad: "If you continue to practice the Eight Wind Array regardless, you will forget about what I just said Yes. If you are obedient and use the Qi Transformation Pill, and practice the Dark Willow Clear Brightness earnestly, we can, can think about it..."

Lan Zhi couldn't speak in embarrassment, but Jian Qiang lowered his head without saying a word, as if waiting to hear him continue.Lan Zhi's face was hot, and he said in his ear: "If you practice hard, you can do it as many times as you want, and the posture is also up to you, huh?"

Jian Qiang's eyelashes trembled again, Lan Zhi's face became hot, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you want to hear me? This time, this time..." After a pause, no one spoke, Lan Zhi lowered his voice. Said: "If it's really not rare..." The voice stopped abruptly, and the following words were swallowed up in the young man's impatient embrace.

Jian Qiang hugged Lan Zhi tightly, pressed his hot lips against his neck, and slowly sucked and licked kisses along his neck.Lan Zhi was kissed deeply by him for a while, hot air was rushing through his body like a small whirlpool, he cleared his throat and said, "I have to go to the hall to test the needle, you go back to practice first, don't make trouble."

"Is it important to test the needle? Will something go wrong?" Sure enough, he began to worry again.

At this time, Lan Zhi's mind was already on the soul-dividing needle, and he said thoughtfully: "No problem." Except that this kid made him worry, the rest is not a problem.

Jian Qiang nodded, lowered his head, grabbed his fingers and kissed them one by one: "Brother, I'm waiting for you."

Lan Zhi felt the crispy touch of his fingers, and the heat unknowingly flooded his face, burning his skin and making a hissing sound.Lan Zhi had never been so embarrassed before, and finally waited for the boy to finish kissing his fingers from root to root, cleared his throat, and ran away as if fleeing for his life.

Elder Wan was already waiting on the road. When he saw Lan Zhi from a distance, he came up to him and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"

Lan Zhi's mood calmed down, and he took out a plain handkerchief and stuffed it in Elder Wan's hand: "Elder, don't worry, before testing the needle, use the handkerchief to wipe the soul splitting needle."

Elder Wan was still frightened, he touched the handkerchief surface slightly moist, but it smelled colorless and tasteless: "What's on this, it won't work after rubbing the needle?" He rubbed it anxiously: "How can I have the opportunity to touch that? Soul Splitting Needle!"

Lan Zhi whispered: "Elder Wan is resourceful and resourceful. With a high position and authority, he can naturally think of a way, otherwise I wouldn't drag Elder Wan into a pirate ship."

Elder Wan wanted to tear off the indifference on his face.What a killer!

Today is not what it used to be, every step of the way.

Lan Zhi walked into the main hall as usual, Bai Fengyang, Qi Muran and other young disciples were waiting beside him, Elder Wan was a distinguished elder who had been running around for days, it took a long time before he and Elder Song arrived late.Chi Su sat in the front seat, and Li Feng and Yan Liang sat in the first seat on the left. This scene was so familiar that one could not help but think of the scene a few months ago.

Li Feng was as quiet and elegant as usual, his eyes could be swept away on Lan Zhi, and he said indifferently: "Returning from the dead is really an anecdote. I have lived for hundreds of years, and I can't imagine that I am so ignorant."

Yan Liang was much more straightforward, looking at Lan Zhi from head to toe, with a slightly unnatural expression: "It's an anecdote that the person who was taken away from the dead came back to life and spread to the western continent. What did you feel after being taken away? "

"It's like having a dream. Occasionally, I can hear something or see something, but it's not clear, and I forget it after waking up."

Yan Liang said again: "I heard that you woke up from a tomb? Do you know what the soul of the person who snatched the house looks like?"

This person's research mentality is so professional, and Lan Zhi couldn't discourage his enthusiasm, saying: "I don't know that I was taken away, and of course I don't know what that person's soul looks like."

Yan Liang became more and more excited, and seeing no one was stopping him, he asked spontaneously, "What does it feel like when you are taken away, is it painful, or—"

An elegant hand held him down, with a serious expression: "Brother Yan, the soul-dividing needle."

Yan Liang knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately returned to his original expression of sitting upright. He took out an elegant white jade box and opened it. Everyone looked at it, and saw a steel needle with the length of a little finger lying quietly inside, which was slightly longer than usual embroidery needles. , but nothing special can be seen.

Yan Liang held up the steel needle and shook it: "Using this needle to pierce Blue Cultivator's Qihai acupoint, the soul can be temporarily separated from the body, and this can be used to determine whether the body has been seized. Does Blue Cultivator dare to try?"

"It's yours to listen to." Lan Zhi agreed without hesitation, with a calm heart like a clear spring.

Yan Liang walked towards him with the needle, Lan Zhi unconsciously glanced at Elder Wan, and immediately retracted it.

Elder Wan coughed, and said calmly: "Cultivator Yan, not long before my mother's death, when I returned home, I heard from the elders in the family that there are low-grade, middle-grade, and high-grade soul-splitting needles. If the color is not good, After the soul is separated, it is more difficult to fuse, can you say that?"

Yan Liang couldn't help being a little displeased when he heard this: "Elder Wan is worried that this soul-dividing needle won't be on the table? Although this needle is not considered top-level, it is also a high-grade color. Elder Wan wants to check it?"

Wan Chengbin snorted: "I dare not."

Yan Liang was even more upset when he heard the words, put the needle back into the white jade box, and threw it in Elder Wan's direction: "Since the elder doesn't believe it, you can check it yourself."