Chapter Seven: Asking God Is Easier Than Sending God Away
The old voice sounded again, and his tone was full of domineering and vicissitudes, and his will to be unrefuted.
Xia Yuexian and others do not care about the changes of the sect leader Duan Hongyu. As long as Jing Yimen can become stronger, they will definitely develop.
Luo Xuan is different from them. As Duan Hongyu’s closed disciple, she knows her master Duan Hongyu’s nature very well. The master will never say such words. The master must have a problem!
However, before she could come forward to ask, the old voice came from Duan Hongyu again: "Come in at the entrance of the hall, especially the male disciple, come here and let me take a good look. Maybe I will take you as my personal disciple."
Hearing Duan Hongyu's words, Li Qingxiao cursed in his heart. This old thing was clearly taken over and said that he had taken him as his personal disciple. He probably couldn't see his cultivation, so he wanted to test it himself.
"master."
Although he was very suspicious of the change in his master's nature, as his master's closed disciple, Luo Xuan still obeyed his master's orders.
However, before Luo Xuan took the second step, Li Qingxiao had already pulled Luo Xuan, and a sharp wind blade hit Duan Hongyu. The wind blade filled with true energy came to Duan Hongyu in the blink of an eye.
"What a big dog!"
The old voice sounded again, with a hint of anger. The scimitar in his hand had been sacrificed, and a crisp "ding bell" sounded, breaking the wind blade all away.
Taking advantage of this gap, Li Qingxiao circulated his true energy, used the Yunying Step, picked up Luo Xuan with one hand, and ran outward.
"It's not that easy to escape, I--"
However, before the old voice could be finished, Duan Hongyu had already reminded Duan Wuren in the purple mansion, "Ancestor, the three of them have been killed, so please don't forget your original promise."
Hearing the voice of Duan Hongyu's soul in the purple palace, Duan Wuren smiled and thought, there are such idiots in the world. Haven't you ever heard of the principle that it is easy to invite gods to send gods?
No wonder Jingyi Sect has been so many years, and each generation is worse than the other. They have chosen some idiots as the sect leader. It is a delusion to want me to return to Jingyi Sect’s Heart Skill again.
Hehe, Duan Wuren was happy. Since he didn't want to be sealed in this Jingmen Heart Skill, Duan Hongyu's soul could be replaced by him. It's all because Duan Wuya was ruthless and actually sealed my soul here.
Thinking of this, Duan Wurian directly ignored Duan Hongyu's soul, but a ball of internal energy wrapped Duan Hongyu's soul. Facing Duan Wurian's inner energy mass, Duan Hongyu's soul shivered in the purple palace.
Now he regrets that he promised Duan Wuren to enter his purple palace, but due to the situation, who can he blame this?
Without waiting for Duan Hongyu's soul to resist at all, this inner energy had already wrapped it up and rushed directly into the seal of Jingmen Xin Jue.
Seeing Duan Hongyu's soul replaced him, Duan Wuren secretly was proud of his years of hard work. If Duan Hongyu had not practiced the Jingmen Heart Art all day, he would never have understood Duan Hongyu's meridian route and nature, nor would he take the opportunity to merge. Therefore, his soul and Duan Hongyu's soul had been sealed for many years, because the aura of the two had reached a state of inseparable from each other.
"What order does the sect leader have?"
Seeing that the sect leader stopped halfway through his speech, Xia Yue asked immediately.
Looking at Xia Yuexian who was respectful to him, Duan Wuren laughed: "The first thing is to do as I said. The second thing is to arrest the two disciples of our sect who escaped in the battle. The third thing is that I have a certain understanding of the scimitar. According to the scimitar, I should change my name to Duan Wuren."
"Yes, Master Duan!"
Xia Yuexian said respectfully to his disciples that in their eyes, the sect leader’s name is not important, even if he is not surnamed Duan, it is not important. What is important is that he can lead them to look down on the heroes, rather than being inferior to each sect.
Li Qingxiao and Luo Xuan quickly fled out. After a while, the two stopped in a primeval forest.
Seeing that Luo Xuan was in a very depressed mood, Li Qingxiao didn't say anything. Perhaps some of the pain would take time to heal.
He was also extremely puzzled. In the cultivation world, taking over the body is a common thing, but if the person who was taken over is determined and does not take the initiative to open his purple palace, no matter whether the soul is an immortal or an immortal emperor, he cannot complete the body.
Duan Hongyu's situation is obviously a body-taking. Although Duan Hongyu is gentle and has weak behavior, as the leader of a sect, he should have no problem with his willpower.
"roar!"
A long tiger roar interrupted Li Qingxiao's thoughts. Li Qingxiao looked at the tiger in front of him, feeling a little disdainful.
With the movement of true energy, a wind blade had already been slashed out. When the tiger looked at the flying wind blade, its first reaction was to escape.
However, no matter how fast it reacts, it is not as fast as the wind blade. With a "pop", the wind blade has already penetrated the tiger's throat, and drops of blood dripped on the grass.
"Senior sister, I'll give you the roasted tiger meat tonight." Li Qingxiao said with a smile.
"Yes." Hearing Li Qingxiao's words, Luo Xuan nodded. Until now, she still didn't believe that there was a problem with her master Duan Hongyu.
At night, in an open space, Li Qingxiao caught fire, found a few branches, put the tiger meat on it, and put it on the fire rack.
After a while, bursts of fragrance came to his nose. Seeing that the grilled thing was almost the same, Li Qingxiao picked up a string and handed it to Luo Xuan.
Luo Xuan took the meat handed over by Li Qingxiao and took a bite. The flames became more and more prosperous, reflecting her beautiful cheeks.
"I am an orphan. My master has adopted me since I was a child. I know that my master has a good character and is particularly generous to both externally and to my disciples. Maybe today, when passing through the valley, the Bi family and the butler forced the master to be anxious, they did this."
"Junior brother, let's hurry back, okay?" Luo Xuan looked at Li Qingxiao inquiring, as if the junior brother was his backbone at this time.
Listening to Luo Xuan's words, Li Qingxiao fell into deep thought. Luo Xuan was not similar to his own experience. He was also an orphan and was taken as a disciple by Xu Hongyi of the Ninth Heaven since childhood.
He understood Luo Xuan's mood, but now it is not the time to go back. The cultivation level of Qi training is definitely not the opponent of that soul body, and the scimitar of that soul body has already understood the sword domain.
Chapter completed!