"Master's face is blue, let's go chase him first."
"The Ever-Bright Lantern is not healed yet, and Ah Ling's spiritual bones and spiritual veins are all broken. Where can we chase people? What kind of people are we chasing? Let's wait. After Master repairs the Ever-Bright Lantern, we will see what we do."
Among the few people, only Qilin's words were the most direct.
Yifeng turned his head and glanced at Qilin, then looked back at the words on the ground. He felt that these words were like the fire just now, burning his eyes.
If their expressions were just ugly, then Lin Zigui could be considered ferocious. He looked at her chattering and staring at the words on the ground, as if she was complaining to Canghua Immortal.
For no reason, Yifeng paused in his heart and recalled Lin Zigu's appearance and words when the fire broke out.
That was something Yifeng had never seen before.
In other words, people will change after not seeing each other for a hundred years.
"I said..." Qilin folded his arms and suddenly opened his mouth: "Why are we still here?"
At dawn, the inner disciples all rushed over after hearing the news. Some were helping to clean up the ruins, while others were waiting for Canghua Immortal Lord's orders to see if they wanted to pursue him down the mountain.
It seemed a bit redundant for Qilin and the others to stand at the door.
But except for Qilin and Yifeng, the other six people had a little more suspicion on their faces after seeing the words on the ground.
Suspicion of people around you.
You must know that without help, Song Ling would not be able to find Jiuyou Ninghuo by himself, let alone set a fire to cause such a big mess and successfully escape.
"Whoever helped her should confess as soon as possible." When Xichen said this, his eyes were fixed on Qilin. "Otherwise, there will be no good fruits to be eaten when Master is convicted."
Qilin, who was about to explode at one point, was furious and couldn't help but retorted loudly: "I don't know who gave Ah Ling the Proverb Pill. If it hadn't been for the Adverb Pill, the soul change would have been over yesterday. Why would it be so troublesome now?"
As soon as these words came out, Xichen's face turned dark.
Yifeng rubbed his forehead, turned his head and glanced at Lin Zigui who was stamping his feet, and softly dissuaded him: "Zi Gui is probably feeling uncomfortable now. Let's all stop mentioning the matter of soul-changing. Let's see Master's follow-up instructions."
Saying that, Yifeng pushed Qilin and motioned him to go back to his cave.
Lin Zigui on the other side was really angry at the moment.
She really couldn't stand the wait that the master said, "What are you waiting for?" Every moment now, the residual power of the monster in her body was tearing apart her physical spiritual veins.
Pain has become a habit.
But it wasn't like this at the beginning, so why should she wait? Obviously as long as the soul is changed, everything will get better, but why has things come to this point?
"Master, you could have stopped her yesterday." Lin Zigui stared at Canghua Immortal with red eyes and said, "But you hesitated, right? As long as you destroy her, the Proverbs Pill will not continue to be effective.
, you have the ability."
silence.
Faced with Lin Zigui's question, Canghua Immortal Lord rarely gave a direct answer.
He hesitated.
But it was not because he felt sorry for Song Ling, but because he was afraid that after he deposed Song Ling, the consequences would be uncontrollable and Lin Zigui would lose his body.
And it was that moment of hesitation that led to this irreversible situation.
Lin Zigui aggrievedly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, and continued: "I know that you have raised her for hundreds of years, and I have been absent for these years. For you, I am afraid that she is the one you love most.
Be my disciple."
When Canghua Immortal Lord took Lin Zi into his arms, Lin Zigui smiled triumphantly.
She doesn't want to wait patiently.
She just wants to rely on the unusual love that grows in Cang Hua's heart to let him find Song Ling by any means necessary.
"Don't worry, Zigui, I will definitely find Ah Ling back." Cang Hua said softly.
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Song Ling had completely forgotten the chaos in Weilu Mountain.
She was as happy as a wild horse that had escaped the reins, but ran wildly in the forest. When she had run enough, she took out the digger in Duanrong and said thank you.
"Thank you, give me the stuff!" the little mouse said politely, stroking his beard.
Song Ling smiled and threw the entire Qiankun bag to Duanrong with his backhand, and said, "It's all for you. Master gave me this thing. If I keep it with me, he will find me sooner or later."
The little mouse didn't care about this, and kept the bag of heaven and earth in its belly. Finally, it shouted: "Now that I've sent you down the mountain, what happens to you after that has nothing to do with me."
"Don't worry, as long as you wipe off the mark on it and be careful, trouble will not come to you." Song Ling tightened the small bag on her shoulders and walked onto the remote path.
Now that she has no spiritual power, she has to be careful in everything she does.
"That……"
The little mouse stopped behind and did not move forward.
"Good luck."
Song Ling turned around when he heard the sound, but the shadow of the digging rat was no longer behind him.
Although there was some sadness, Song Ling faced a free future, and she still had worldly money in her bag. Excitement and happiness suddenly flooded into her heart, dispersing her worries about leaving.
certainly--
What Song Ling didn't expect was that the first problem she faced going down the mountain was finding food!
Although she had a golden elixir cultivation level, that was in the past, before the spiritual bones were extracted and the spiritual veins were cut.
Now Song Ling's legs and feet are just a little bit sharper than those of ordinary people. Every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, he still suffers from bone fractures and missing spiritual veins, tossing and turning.
In other words, she needs to eat grains.
Going down from Weilu Mountain to the south, there are more people, but also more monsters. Going north is safer, but safe places often mean risks, and it also means that the master is very likely to go there to find her.
The hungry Song Ling walked from dawn to dusk, and finally saw some firelight in a mountain col.
But before she could rush over in excitement, she heard the hoarse roar of animals and the smell of blood that became stronger as she got closer.
Is it a monster?
How could it be so close...
Song Ling crouched and hid in the forest, covering her body with mud while observing the goings on in the village ahead.
In the absence of spiritual power to cast spells, covering up the aura with soil mixed with various impurities was the best way Song Ling could find.
And this was what Changan taught her.
There were probably still mortals alive in the village far away, and the monsters coming and going were smarter than the ones Song Ling had killed in Nan Town before. They walked upright, could speak human language, and could talk to the monsters around them.
"What do you mean? We had a great harvest today." When the fish-headed monster opened its mouth, its voice sounded like it was broken.
Next to it was a gray wolf, whose fangs were as long as a forearm. When he spoke, his eyes narrowed to a slit, "Go back to the king to receive the reward! However, these people must shut up, otherwise if the king
If they know we are eating secretly, they will eat us directly."