Shen Qinglan likes Su Yan's temperament very much, and Su Yan is very talented, so he already treats Su Yan as his nephew.
When he saw Su Yan's body covered in bruises, Shen Qinglan could no longer suppress his murderous intent, as if the dragon's reverse scale was touched, it was too difficult to calm down the anger that suddenly rose.
The terror of a cultivator of the Nascent Soul is no less than that of a emperor. It can be said that Yama was angry and buried in a million corpses.
Shen Qinglan waved his palm at will, and every palm fell down, and the mountains were shaking. The Yuanming Sect's disciples lost their lives without any chance to resist.
"Sir, please leave us a way out!" Zhu Yian, who had no idea where he came from, stepped forward and grabbed Shen Qinglan's arm and begged.
But his arm quickly loosened because Shen Qinglan's eyes had already fallen in front of him, and he could not bear the terrifying pressure at all. At this time, Zhu Yian had already regretted it to the extreme, why should he indulge Zhang Danqiu's actions?
The massacre continued, but Shen Qinglan always looked dull, as if she was doing something extraordinary. The earth-shaking howling howling could not cause any emotional fluctuations in his eyes.
"Okay, teacher, stop." Su Yan had already woken up and took some pills brought by Li Yueze, and his Yuanli slowly recovered, but his voice was still a little weak.
Seeing Su Yan wake up, a hint of joy flashed in Shen Qinglan's eyes, and waved his hand and punched a soft light into Su Yan's body, helping him repair his injuries.
"Then Zhang Danqiu is dead, and the Yuanming Sect is almost dead and injured. There is no need to commit murder in vain." Su Yan did not want to kill all the Yuanming Sect. After all, the murder in such a heavy crime is too serious, and he will also have a lot of practice in the future.
Influence.
Shen Qinglan stopped moving, but he was still hesitant. He didn't want to let these people go, and his brows frowned slightly.
Zhu Yian, who was originally powerless and sitting beside him, immediately became energetic when he heard Su Yan's words. As if he saw a glimmer of hope, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young Master Su is right. The culprit has died. In addition, I, Yuanming Sect, are the ones who are in charge.
I believe that the two of you are angry with the lives of most of the disciples. If the gentleman gives us a way out, I would like to dedicate most of my Yuanmingmen property to the gentleman."
"Do you think I would like to care about your little things?" Shen Qinglan glanced at Zhu Yian and sneered.
"This..." Zhu Yian's expression stuttered. Shen Qinglan's words were indeed true. How could a paranormal like him care about such common things as him?
However, Zhu Yian was still unwilling to give up. After all, this was his only chance. After hesitating for a while, he seemed to have made up some determination and gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I have an ambergris pill hidden in the Yuanming Sect. I can offer it to Mr.
There are many practices of practicing Taoism, and I believe that sir should be of some use.”
"Amberg Pill?" Shen Qinglan's eyes were fluctuating with calmness, and she said in surprise. She obviously couldn't imagine that Zhu Yian could take out this thing.
"Yes, ambergris." Zhu Yian said with great pain.
Shen Qinglan's expression began to hesitate. The thing that could make a cultivator who has achieved great success in the Nascent Soul must be an ordinary thing.
"I believe that the sir knows the effectiveness of this ambergris pill better than me. Even if it doesn't work much for you, it is an excellent choice if it is given to your disciples." Zhu Yian was moved when Shen Qinglan was moved, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, fearing that he would not want to.
"Teacher, what is this ambergris pill?" Su Yan was also puzzled and asked.
"This ambergris pill is a pill made by some alchemy masters with ambergris. It is priceless and extremely rare. It can not only enhance the power of mind, but also have the effect of nourishing the soul and is of great benefit to practitioners."
"Oh? There is such a fairy pill?" Su Yan's eyes lit up and he said in surprise. The most difficult thing for practitioners to practice is the power of mind, and the ambergris pill actually has the effect of enhancing the power of mind, which is really priceless.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhu Yian's heart was bleeding. This ambergris pill was his great opportunity, and no one knew it except him, because its value was too strong, enough to make the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage moved.
If it is spread, not only will he not be able to save it, but it will also cause death.
"Since Mr. Su is a disciple of the gentleman, he must be a cultivator. I have many secret techniques and high-level magic techniques, which will be of great benefit to Mr. Su." Zhu Yian sighed. As long as he saves his life, some things outside his body will be lost.
Then it was lost.
Shen Qinglan turned his eyes to Su Yan, saying that he was making decisions by himself.
Su Yan thought about it and found that the conditions offered by Zhu Yian were very tempting. Anyway, he had no intention of letting the Yuanming Sect truly destroy the Yuanming Sect, which was just right for a favor and could still get benefits, so he nodded.
"My disciple has good thoughts, and I will spare your life today." Shen Qinglan's eyes turned to Zhu Yian and said softly, but his eyes suddenly became sharp, and a terrifying aura filled with it: "But if you dare to do this again in the future
When something like this happens, I will destroy your soul into the cauldron, and then burn it forty-nine days and both body and spirit will be destroyed and will never be reborn."
Zhu Yian shivered all over, his lips trembled slightly, and he quickly said yes.
"Go and get what you said."
Shen Qinglan gave an order, and Zhu Yian quickly responded and headed towards the inner mountain. In less than a stick of incense, Zhu Yian came back, holding a jade box and a mustard bag in his hand.
"This is ambergris pill. The other martial arts are in this mustard bag. Sir, please put them away." Zhu Yian handed the thing to Shen Qinglan nervously, trying his best not to show his reluctance.
Shen Qinglan took the jade box and opened it directly. A purple-black pill was quietly placed in it. A light purple mist rose, and the fragrance was overflowing and refreshing.
"Well, the ambergris pill is true." Shen Qinglan nodded, then covered the box and handed it to Su Yan.
Su Yan took the jade box excitedly, and was surprised to find that the mustard seed bag was of high quality, much higher than his previous mustard bag. There was a huge space inside, and the scrolls emitting glimmer were quiet.
There are also a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in it. It is probably Zhu Yian's intention to prevent Su Yan from holding a grudge.
"Let's go." Seeing that the matter was over and Su Yan was still injured, Shen Qinglan stopped staying for a long time. With a wave of his hand, a whirlwind rose flat and flew directly with the three of them.
"call…"
Looking at the three of them leaving, Zhu Yian's tense heartstring suddenly loosened, and he sat on the ground, gasping for breath, then looked at the corpses and broken mountains on the ground, covering his forehead in pain.