"So, there really isn't a word." Song Ling muttered silently.
Unexpected and reasonable.
Long before Song Ling came to Weilu Mountain, Lin Zigui was already the ninth junior sister of Chang'an.
Lin Zigui was talented and gentle, and had been favored by thousands of people in Weilu Mountain for two hundred years. Even the master who was not very humane was willing to give in for him.
And what about her?
In the eyes of others, she is pampered, but in the eyes of her senior brothers, she is lazy.
As for the master...
The master had always been gentle to her, but that gentleness seemed a little alienated after Bilinzi returned.
Song Ling, who was thinking wildly, couldn't stand it anymore, closed her eyes and passed out.
It's completely bright.
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Early in the morning, Duanrong received a notice from Senior Brother Qilin:
All Weilu Mountain disciples rushed back to their sect.
Although he didn't know what happened, a person like Duan Rong who obeyed orders and prohibitions naturally obeyed them. He packed up his things that day and set out after Senior Brother Qilin.
After two months in Nanzhen, only one of the four doglegs around Duanrong was left. Among the others who followed Qilin down the mountain, only two were left, all with beards and tails.
It is normal for the dead to be on the front lines.
But when Duanrong saw Song Ling lying on the flying chariot with her eyes closed, looking like she was not far from death, she still muttered a few words in her heart and always harbored doubts.
I saw Song Ling in good health the day before. Why did she become like this after just one night?
Although Duan Rong hated her, he had to pay attention to such strange things.
Seeing that Duan Rong was staring at Song Ling, the dog-legged man skillfully guessed Duan Rong's thoughts, and quickly drove the chariot to get closer, and whispered: "Senior Sister Duan, that girl is said to have lost her soul."
"Who said that?" Duan Rong's eyes turned and looked at the gentle-looking Chang'an, "With senior brother Chang'an here, how could she lose her soul overnight?"
"Hey, Senior Sister Duan, don't you know? Fat Yi broke into Senior Brother Qilin's yard last night, and that girl happened to bump into him." Goujizi explained with disdain, "No, if you lose your soul, everyone has to escort you.
She rushed back."
I don’t know, I’ll send this back...
Is it to save people? Or to exchange souls?
After all, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
After Duanrong listened, the expression on his face changed several times in an instant.
She gathered the cloak around her shoulders, lay back on the chariot, closed her eyes and said, "Call me before you get to Weilu Mountain."
With a move of his fingertips, the flying chariot was tied to the flying chariot that Gouzi was riding on.
Because the situation was urgent, it took half a month to travel here, but it only took ten days to go back this time.
Chang'an and Qilin disappeared after getting off the chariot. Duanrong originally wanted to follow them, but after moving forward, he saw a round bead rolling towards his feet.
green.
It is listening jade.
It seems to have fallen off Senior Brother Chang'an's flying chariot.
Gouzizi hurriedly picked it up, held it in front of Duanrong with both hands, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Duan, come and listen."
Duanrong Su stretched out his hand, picked up the listening jade with two fingers, and crushed it with a little force.
A force as clear as spring water flowed into Duan Rong's eyebrows, and what followed was Duan Rong's familiar and disgusting voice.
Song Ling is talking.
"I guess the one who picked up the jade should be you... Duanrong."
"Although it's a little hard to say, I want to ask for your help. Once the matter is completed, whether it's Feiyu Yunxia, the Transformation Talisman, or other things, I can ask for them."
"If you agree, please sneak into the Palace of Eternal Life tomorrow and knock over the eternal lamp that belongs to me."
Every disciple of Weilu Mountain has an ever-burning lamp that is exclusive to him in the Hall of Eternal Life. When the person is around, the lamp will turn down...
People will also be involved.
Click.
Silence returned to the surroundings.
Seeing that Duanrong's face was not very good, the dog-legged man quickly asked: "Senior Sister Duan, what's the trouble?"
Duanrong waved his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "I'm going to the inner gate. You go back to the disciples' residence first. If you need anything, contact me in time."
Back at Weilu Mountain, the disciples can use sound transmission to communicate with each other, which is convenient and fast.
"Okay, Senior Sister Duan, please walk slowly." Goujiuzi smiled and watched Duan Rong step into the clouds into the mountain stream. After Duan Rong was completely out of sight, he turned around and walked towards the mountain peak of the outer gate.
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Duanrong came to the door of the Internal Affairs Hall, handed over his identity jade badge, and then asked casually: "How many people have come back?"
The disciples from the Internal Affairs Hall were familiar with Duan Rong, so they didn't even raise their heads, registering the records in their hands, and replied: "Not many, you are fast, the others are probably still on the way."
"Is there something important? It's not easy for us to kill the enemy on the front line. This time, the front line may have to move back." Duan Rong leaned on the table of the Internal Affairs Hall and struck up a conversation with a relaxed expression.
The disciple then sighed and complained: "Who knows what big thing is going on... We were also completely confused. We suddenly called you all back. For those of you who didn't know, we thought we people from Beizhen were going to be deserters."
"Deserts don't count. We have lost a lot of people in Nanzhen. Even Senior Sister Song's life hangs by a thread. By the way, Senior Sister Song has returned to the sect. Doesn't your Internal Affairs Hall send a counselor to take a look?
"Duan Rong followed his disciple's words and continued.
The main heart method of Weilu Mountain is called Mingguang Shengben. Those who practice this method can sense the heaven and earth.
Those who have cultivated the Mingguang Holy Book to the highest level can be called Great Mingguang Masters, who can speak Dharma and create things out of nothing; those who have a slightly lower level of cultivation can be called Masters of Mingming Speech, who have the ability to turn decay into miraculous things.
Currently, in the entire Weilu Mountain, only Canghua Immortal Master is the Great Master of Ming Dynasty.
The counselors in the Internal Affairs Hall specialize in healing. If the sect has troubles such as disciples being injured or sick, the Internal Affairs Hall usually sends people to help.
"You didn't ask us to send someone." The disciple raised his head with blank eyes, scratched his forehead with a pen, and said, "Probably Canghua Immortal Lord personally healed Senior Sister Song. He will be cured in two days."
came back……"
Duan Rong made a sound, then stroking his hands and said: "Then I'll go first. If there's anything I can do to help, just call me."
After asking this question, Duanrong no longer needs to continue asking.
As long as Canghua Immortal Lord is not in Weilu Mountain, she will be sure that her actions will not be discovered. As for how to sneak into the Changsheng Palace, we can wait until we get there.
As for the conditions offered by Song Ling...
No one can be unmoved.
Whether it's Feiyu Yunxia or the Shapeshifting Talisman, they are both heaven-level magic weapons.
The sky and earth are dark and yellow.
There are only twenty-three heaven-level magic weapons in the entire Taoist sect, two of which are in Song Ling's hands. Anyone else would be ready to use them.
The most important thing is that what Song Ling wanted Qiu Duanrong to do was just to secretly knock over the everlasting lantern.
Duan Rong can't save people, but can she harm others?
Thinking of this, the wind picked up at Duanrong's feet, and the white clouds held her up as she flew into the strong wind, disappearing on the top of the hill of the Internal Affairs Hall in the blink of an eye.