After Xiaoyu left, Zi Yan, who was lying on the bed in the pavilion, suddenly opened her slightly closed pair of starry eyes. She sat up with a somewhat disappointed expression, looked at the hidden place in the corner, and beckoned: "Xiao Bai,
come over."
A white shadow suddenly shot out from a hidden place in the corner of the wall and fell into Zi Yan's arms. It was a swan with feathers as white as snow and the shape of a white crane. It was a spiritual beast named White Crane Zi Yan.
This beast's spiritual sense is extremely sensitive, and it is a rare reconnaissance monster. When Xiaoyu restrained his aura and hid in the dense forest, Zi Yan relied on this beast's keen spiritual sense to track down his traces.
Caressing the feathers of the spiritual beast in her arms, which were as white as snow, Zi Yan said with a bitter look: "Xiaoyu, you are such a tormenting enemy, why do you want me to know you?"
Zi Yan felt some regret in her heart. She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do this, but Zi Yan couldn't deceive her heart. Since the incident in the lake, she gradually had some vague feelings towards Xiao Yu.
This is why, when Zi Yan heard from Lei Ning that Xiao Yu's soul power was injured and that he was in urgent need of soul medicine for healing, she wanted to help. However, the Jiuji Soul Saliva is very important to the people of the Zi family.
meaning, I was in a dilemma for a while, not knowing what to do.
But when Zi Yan was in a dilemma and didn't know how to make a choice, Xiao Yu, who was visiting Zi Prince's Mansion at night, coincidentally met Zi Yan again, which helped her make up her mind and tell her the information on how to find the saliva of the Jiuji Soul.
"Hey, you enemy, although you already know the information about the Jiuji Soul Saliva, the ancestor is here to guard it, and it is not that easy to get it. If the ancestor discovers it, I don't know if it will be dangerous.
, what should I do?" Zi Yan frowned slightly, feeling hesitant in her heart.
Jiuji Soul Saliva is the topmost existence among soul herbs. It has heaven-defying effects and is the foundation of the Zi family. If it is lost, it will damage the foundation. However, this matter is related to Xiaoyu's safety. Zi Yan
She ran out of ideas for a while, whether it was the Zi family or Xiaoyu, she couldn't give up.[
"Xiao Bai, can you help me go and check it out? It's not convenient for me to show up, okay?" Zi Yan's beautiful eyes looked pleadingly at the white swan crane in her arms, who had touched this king's fierce concubine.
"Hey!" Bai Huhe had already channeled the spirit. He looked at Zi Yan's pleading eyes, pondered for a moment, nodded obediently, spread his wings, turned into a ray of white light, and shot out of the room.
Xiao Yu was hidden in an ancient tree in the courtyard, motionless as if blending into the night. Unless someone with keen soul perception could detect Xiao Yu's figure with the naked eye alone.
The white crane that flew out of the room was very good at hiding. Its white feathers suddenly flashed with a faint black light. In an instant, its white feathers turned into pitch black, and its figure disappeared into the darkness in a flash.
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Time passed little by little, Xiao Yu stood on the ancient tree, motionless, the breath of his body was restrained, and the slightest bit of vitality was exuded. He waited patiently for almost a stick of incense, and finally a figure appeared on the quiet road.
This person was dressed in a yellow robe. He had a tall figure and a mighty look. He was about forty years old and had the cultivation level of the Phantom Spirit. Xiaoyu looked at this person cautiously and thought to himself: "Could this person be the one Zi Yan mentioned?
That cousin named Zi Wei?"
Looking at the middle-aged man who looked a little sad and depressed, Xiao Yu did not act rashly. His soul locked on this man and followed him quietly. The white crane who was hiding in the dark suddenly flashed and chased after him.
The middle-aged man was silent along the way, his brows furrowed, as if something was bothering him, and he turned a blind eye to the surrounding scenery. He walked faster and faster, and soon he entered a ruins.
This is a thousand-foot-long ruin. Almost all of the abandoned old houses have collapsed. The ruins are broken and rubble is everywhere. The middle-aged man entered the ruins, looked around casually, and then walked deeper.
"Hey, with the status of the Zi family, how could there be such a dilapidated courtyard?" Xiaoyu looked solemn and thought to himself.
However, the figure of the middle-aged man gradually disappeared into the ruins. Seeing this, Xiaoyu hesitated slightly, so he stopped thinking and followed him, while the black shadow transformed by the white crane also followed secretly behind.
Walking deep into the ruins, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped. Ten feet in front of him was a 100-meter-sized pool. The pool was filled with mist, like a fairyland.
The middle-aged man glanced at the water pool ten feet away, suddenly knelt down on the spot, and said respectfully: "Clan Ziju comes to see our ancestors."
Zi Wei's voice slowly spread out, appearing particularly clear in the dark night. However, there was deathly silence around the pool, with only the cold wind blowing slowly.
"This is..." Xiaoyu hid in the dark and looked at the space around the pool in front, showing a dignified expression.[
Within a hundred meters of the pool, there was a faint ripple, and the space there was a little distorted, like the wrinkles on an old man's face, with uneven wrinkles.
"This place is indeed extraordinary. It has such profound restrictions." Xiao Yu cautiously took a few steps back and hid behind a broken wall.
The middle-aged man knelt on the ground with a respectful expression, murmuring something in his mouth, and kowtowed repeatedly. There was a trace of blood on his forehead, and his expression was very pious.
"Buzz!" Suddenly, the space around the pool began to tremble slightly. The mist on the pool surged and suddenly spread to both sides, and a figure appeared on the pool.
This man was wearing a gray gown, with only a few strands of sparse hair, his eyes were cloudy, his face was wrinkled, he was extremely old, and he exuded a strong aura of death.
However, in this rich death aura, there was a powerful fluctuation of source power. Sensing the abnormality in the old man, Xiaoyu's expression condensed. Although he did not dare to use his soul power to explore the old man's actual cultivation level,
However, with Xiaoyu's eyes, he could roughly guess that this mysterious old man had already advanced to the stage of becoming a god.
"The Zi family's background is indeed profound, and there is actually a strong man in the God Transformation stage hiding in the secret." Xiao Yu whispered cautiously in his heart.
The old man held the seal with his hands and sat cross-legged on the water pool. He raised his head slightly and looked at Zi Di who was kneeling devoutly about ten feet away from the water pool. The old man said powerfully: "You are here again, a special soldier from the officialdom."
"Ancestor, please do me a favor and save Lan'er's life!" Zi Wei said with a sad expression.
"I can't do anything about it." The old man shook his head and refused.
"Ancestor, please show mercy. Do you really have the heart to watch your grandson grieve and be alone for the rest of his life?" Zi Wei begged unwillingly.
"Sigh, it's because I don't want to help you, Nie'er. After all, you are the only descendant of my lineage. However, even if Lan'er continues to take the Jiuji Soul Saliva, it will just be a waste of this medicine." The old man felt a little a little bit.
Regretfully refused.
Hearing the old man's answer, Zi Wei's heart trembled, and he said with a stubborn expression: "No, Jiuji Soul's saliva will definitely heal Lan'er. I ask the ancestor to do it, otherwise my grandson will not be willing to die!"
"Idiot, why are you still so stubborn? You have come here to pray every day for the past year. The master of the house misses you so much that he turns a blind eye and forgets it. Why are you still so stubborn?" The old man's eyes suddenly became sharp and he seemed a little angry.
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"Lan'er's life is in danger. It's not that I don't want to save her. She was eager to achieve success in her practice, and she was attacked by the beast soul. The head of the family wanted you and the Zi family to have done great service, so he spent a lot of money to personally come forward to plead with Mr. Liu Feng, the king of wine, and Zhao, the god of wine.
Senior Ji came to treat me, but the two of them were still helpless, and even took out the ninth-level soul saliva, but don't you know the result?" The old man said with a somewhat regretful expression.
"My grandson dare not forget the kindness of the family, but the saliva of the Jiuji Soul is not completely effective on Lan'er's injuries. As long as a piece of the source root is taken out, Lan'er will definitely recover. Please help me, ancestor!" Zi Wei looked at him with an expression.
He knelt on the ground devoutly and begged.
"Bastard!" After hearing Zi Wei's request, the old man suddenly became furious and said in a cold voice: "You are unworthy of your descendants. Do you want to bury the Zi family with your own hands? If the roots are damaged, the Jiuji Soul's saliva will inevitably dry up, and then the Zi family will also be destroyed.
A disaster is imminent. Can you bear such responsibility? Is it worth burying the Zi family for a woman?"
"As a descendant of the Zi family, how dare my grandson do such a heinous and unethical thing? But if you only take a piece of the root, the source of the saliva of the nine-pole souls after a thousand years will be regenerated by itself. Please be kind to my ancestors and grant my wish to my grandson."
Son!" Zi Wei asked with a firm look on his face.
"Idiot, you are so confused. How can you say such treasonous words? For the sake of a living dead, you have to ruin the thousand-year lifeline of the Zi family. How can you be worthy of your ancestors? Even if the head of the family agrees to this matter, I will not agree.
Let's go!" the old man scolded with a cold expression.
"Ancestor..." Zi Wei seemed to want to say something else.
But the old man didn't give him this chance. He waved his hand vigorously and said, "If you need to say more, let's go and don't come back again."
Zi Wei's eyes flashed with tears, and he looked at the old man with a sad look. He wanted to say something several times, but in the end he couldn't. He sighed helplessly and said: "My grandson is leaving. I will come to pay my respects to my ancestor tomorrow."
"Alas..." Looking at Zi Wei's somewhat lonely figure as he left, the old man shook his head with regret.
"Listening to the conversation between the two of them, there is indeed Jiuji Soul Saliva hidden here. Zi Yan really didn't lie to me." Xiao Yu whispered cautiously.
"But since there are strong men in the God Transformation stage here who are guarding the place day and night, it seems that it is not that easy to steal the Jiuji Soul Saliva." Xiaoyu frowned and thought quickly in his heart.
"That's right!" Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, he glanced at the direction Zi Wei was leaving, and said to himself: "Although I don't know what Zi Wei's reason is, he must get the source of Jiuji Soul's saliva.
, maybe we can make a deal with him."
After thinking carefully for a while, Xiao Yu felt that this plan was feasible and turned around to leave.
The mysterious old man sitting cross-legged on the water pool suddenly raised his head and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had noticed something. He looked towards the darkness ahead and sneered and said: "Fellow Taoist in the dark, since you are here, why should you be so sneaky?