Wu Jiudao's pupils shrank and he turned around to see that all the talismans that had been placed around Jiang Ning spontaneously ignited without fire.
"It's the Aluopo tree sap that has worked." Wu Jiudao's face showed neither sadness nor joy, but his words contained a kindness he had never seen before: "Perhaps you are destined to accept my mantle and pass on the Qingling spirit."
"The value of the Aluopo tree sap can not only consolidate the soul, but more importantly, it can lay a solid foundation for you to advance to the Yangshen realm in the future. Bailu Taoist Temple does not want to give it to others, and the purpose is to keep it to cultivate its own sect.
disciple."
Wu Jiudao talked to himself. After a long time, he raised his head and sighed deeply, saying: "Qing Ling, in the end, you helped me. I owe you what I cannot repay. I will give it to you when I have the opportunity in the future."
My successor will make it up to you for me."
The fire burned out, darkness fell, and the hall became silent.
There was only a figure sitting cross-legged, listening to the sound of rain outside the door, struggling between half asleep and half awake.
Outside the door, Zhou Hao was drowsy.
"It's been raining all day." Henry Zhang said while looking at the clear beads strung together along the eaves.
Wang Yan was still leaning on the stone pillar next to her, looking back at the closed door from time to time, with worry in her eyes.
"He'll be fine, right?" Wang Yan asked.
Henry Zhang shook his head and said: "Yes, there may be a lot of things we don't like about Master, but he is a man of his word. If he fails, he will just level Chen County to avenge his eldest brother."
"Whoever wants to conquer Chen County, count me among them." Zhou Hao woke up with a cough and said in a daze.
Henry Zhang was speechless.
Wang Yan's face was cold and she said: "That's true, count me in."
At the gate of Qingling Mountain, the soil has almost turned into mud under the rain.
I stepped on it with tiger-head cloth shoes, and the soles were still white.
"Brother, don't worry, mother said he can't die." Sang Zhi squatted next to the dirt, put his little face in his hands and said to the mud on the ground: "Mother also said that in some time, you can become the person before.
The uncle who follows my elder brother and carries a sword on his back is just as powerful."
"I heard from my mother, no, it was my elder brother who said...said..." Sang Zhi couldn't remember, so he stretched out his hand to scratch his head innocently, and said with a look of surprise: "Yes, you can become a bastard.
Then you can help big brother."
The rain fell harder and harder, and the thunder in the clouds and mist became louder and louder.
Sang Zhi showed no signs of getting wet and continued the conversation that no one could hear.
At the foot of the mountain, a body as thin as a bamboo pole walked from far to near, stopping in front of the steps leading to the college.
"It turns out it's you... I really couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get here." The sharp voice of the duck male was like a life-threatening evil ghost in the rainy night, which made people shudder.
"Let Yuanwai come and see your cause and effect, and get back some interest first." The person who came was none other than Cui Yuanwai.
During the battle in Guiji City, he escaped quickly and did not stay to bury the ghost king.
After he came out, he was seriously injured and worried about being ambushed, so he lurked in the deep mountains and forests. It wasn't until Chen Jinrong smelled the causal energy when he was leading people passing by a few days ago that he bravely went out to see what was going on.
After confirming that he heard it correctly, Cui Yuanwai immediately went to a nearby village to kill people, and then got a physical body for himself. After a few days of delay, he finally followed the aura to Qingling College today.
With Cui Yuanwai's ability, he can't win over the cultivators.
The mortal body has not been nourished by spiritual energy, which is really bad. Not only will the strength not be restored after being used by the life-seeking dog, but it will also consume the original energy to warm and nourish the body all day long in order to achieve fit. After all this, if you want to return to the peak, you have to wait.
The Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse are passing.
Therefore, what Cui Yuan was thinking about most were the practitioners who were in debt to him.
What he didn't expect was that this cultivator with his own debt was actually Jiang Ning.
I really live up to that saying, it’s not that enemies don’t meet!
Under the unique cause and effect technique of the life-seeking dog, the rain in front of him was stretched infinitely, and the lines gradually formed a picture in his eyes.
In the picture, a young man with red lips and white teeth is sitting on a futon, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and his face showing an extremely painful look.
The young man is Jiang Ning.
"Well... he was injured. There are traces of blood pools. No, he really thinks he is breaking through the realm!" Cui Yuanwai was overjoyed.
Breaking through the realm is the most critical time for a cultivator. If it is blocked, at least the inner demons will enter the body and he will go crazy for the rest of his life. At worst, the cultivation will be destroyed, the meridians will be broken, and the body will be in danger of death!
"God is really helping me!" Cui Yuanwai hesitated, biting the tip of his tongue and spitting out blood: "The gong is struck at three o'clock, the debt must be repaid today, the white candle is lit to shine on the dark road, the little ghost shouts to announce the door, the master wears his shoes upside down to greet me, I owe you
The debt should cost you your life!"
After saying that, several groups of green and suspended flames lit up on both sides of the mountain road in front of them. Each group was several feet apart, illuminating the entire mountain road in an eerie and terrifying way. Some students were accidentally hit by the flames before they returned to their houses.
, suddenly foaming at the mouth and fainted to the ground.
Since ancient times, there have been many will-o'-the-wisps, and when you see them, you will lose seven souls.
It is about this ghostly ghost fire. No matter who it is, even if it is lucky enough to survive, seven of the three souls and seven souls will be lost.
The will-o'-the-wisp drove straight in, passed through the mountain gate and disappeared into the depths of the college.
Sang Zhi tilted her head and looked at the green fire. Not only did she not feel scared, but her little hands felt eager to try.
Zhang Xuan was talking to Zhou Hao when his expression suddenly changed and he looked in the direction of Zhiyin Square. Wang Yan followed closely behind him, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Only Zhou Hao, who was at a low level, said without realizing it: "How come you two..."
The will-o'-the-wisp suddenly appeared from the back of Zhou Hao's head, knocking him so hard that he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Looking at Henry Zhang and Wang Yan again, they had already stood there with blank faces and dull eyes, as if they were walking zombies.
"Boy, I'm here to see you!" Cui, who walked in on the ghost road, looked at the young man in front of him and smiled ferociously.
At this moment, a cold snort came from the back of the hall,
A golden bolt shot out from the back of the hall and disappeared deep into the will-o'-the-wisp path.
Two breaths later, Cui Yuanwai's heart-rending wails came from the other end of the will-o'-the-wisp road.
"A little bastard in the Golden Core Realm dares to injure others, are you asking for death?"
Deep in the lecture hall, Wu Jiudao's voice came from the foot of the mountain and from above Cui Yuwai's head.
"You are just a life-seeking dog who has just acquired a body, but you still dare to act recklessly in front of this hospital. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you alive today!"
Before he finished speaking, the chanting tripod in Zhiyin Square suddenly made a "ding" sound of its own.
Invisible sound waves swept all around in an instant, spreading wildly outward.
Cui, who was at the foot of the mountain, heard the sound and was about to take action when his face suddenly changed and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Which little bastard broke the ghost road outside the Yuanmen!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cui's pupils suddenly dilated and he turned around and ran away.
As a result, he escaped less than ten feet away when he was caught up by the sound of the sound of the chanting cauldron. His back was bloody and bloody, and the bones underneath were vaguely visible.
"Damn it, Yuanwai, I have a new body!"
"Jindan old dog, Cui Yuanwai has nothing to do with you!"
"And the little bastard who ruined my ghost..."
Next to the mountain gate of Qingling College.
Sang Zhi held the struggling green flame in her hand and drooled: "Brother, do you think this green ball looks delicious..."