Xie Linchuan closed his eyes, the pain in his abdomen had already made him numb.
Lin Wanqing was questioning him hysterically in his ears, but he could no longer hear clearly.
He knew that he was going to die.
Before he died, besides Xie Linger, Xie Linchuan also remembered this person in his heart.
The junior sister who was once the most beloved of Qingyu Sect, the junior sister who was slandered and died.
She lived a very happy life, with many people protecting her, no misunderstanding, no harm.
But he was worried that in his first life, the crisis of the world of immortality falling into the hands of the demons ended only when his junior sister almost died.
The demon clan entered the world too early in this life. With her current power, can she keep it safe?
Xie Linchuan's consciousness gradually became blurred and he gradually lost his ability to think.
Lin Wanqing shook Xie Linchuan, and the screams did not stop until Xie Linchuan lost his breath.
She looked at Xie Linchuan with a dull expression, no more tears flowing from her eyes.
After a long time, she got up and walked towards a tree.
Lin Wanqing used Xie Linchuan's sword to dig into the soil under the tree, and soon found a long box.
That was when she cut off the female disciple's leg.
Because of Xie Linchuan, she never used the forbidden technique of moving the leg up to her body.
Now that Xie Linchuan is dead, she no longer needs to hide it.
The leg that she had preserved with her secret technique was no different from the leg that had just been cut off and taken back.
Lin Wanqing touched the legs and looked at the treated legs. He felt cruel and raised his sword to cut a gap.
Half an hour later, Lin Wanqing supported the big tree and slowly adapted to the legs that did not belong to her.
She raised her eyes and looked at the two corpses not far away with an indifferent expression, as if they were two people completely unrelated to her.
She changed out of her blood-stained clothes and left here without looking back.
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The Qianming Sect is now the first sect in Beizhou, and Huarong is the first person in Beizhou to receive the notification of the demon clan joining the world.
At that time, Bai Kechen had just sealed the side hall where Yun Yanchu lived and told Chu Wanjun that he needed to retreat.
As a result, the two of them had just taken two steps when they saw the blood mist in the sky in the distance.
Bai Kechen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Chu Wanjun: "Where is Huarong?"
"Of course it's on the main peak." Chu Wanjun didn't know why, but she still told the truth.
Bai Kechen nodded understandingly, without saying much, and jumped into a stream of light and flew towards the main peak.
At this time, in the main hall of the main peak, Hua Rong immediately ordered Wei Siyou to inform all the disciples after receiving the news.
Not long after Wei Siyou left, Bai Kechen arrived outside the main peak hall.
He barged straight in, and Hua Rong cast a glance.
"What happened to Master Bai Shan? But Yan Chu..." Seeing Bai Kechen so anxious, Hua Rong thought of Yun Yanchu and stepped forward.
Bai Kechen glanced at him and thought to himself: Hua Rong is quite worried about his little niece.
But it's useless to worry. Only he knows the secret of his little niece's going out.
He felt a little proud for no reason. He straightened his chest and looked at Hua Rong, who looked worried, and explained, "I'm not here because of Yun Yanchu, but because of you."
"Me?" Hua Rong frowned, and when he heard it wasn't Yun Yanchu, he felt relieved.
"The demons are attacking, does Master Hua want to make a deal with me?" Bai Kechen was thinking about Yun Yanchu asking him not to reveal anything, so he asked in a more polite tone.
Hua Rong immediately understood what he meant. When the demons attacked, if he could avoid the backlash from heaven and recover his cultivation, he could protect Qian Ming's safety.
"I wonder what Lord Bai Shan wants?" Hua Rong asked back, thinking about what he had that Bai Kechen wanted.
He thought a lot, but to his surprise, Bai Kechen shook his head, "I haven't thought of it yet."
Hua Rong's face turned dark. Is this person here to trade?
If it had been before, he wouldn't have called Huarong unless he kicked him out.
Bai Kechen saw Hua Rong's ugly expression and felt that his behavior deserved a beating.
He raised his hand to touch his chin and thought for a moment, then looked Hua Rong up and down, "I heard that your weapon refining skills are good. Although you are not as good as the number one weapon refiner who has been hiding in the world for many years, but..."
Bai Kechen said in a long tone, and the next second, Hua Rong's expression returned to calm, and he raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "I am the number one weapon refiner."
Bai Kechen's eyes widened and he looked at Hua Rong in shock.
Facing his astonishment, Hua Rong seemed to have taken back the home court and asked calmly: "If Master Baishan wants to refine a weapon, how about I agree to refine a spiritual weapon for you?"
Bai Kechen immediately put on airs when he saw him and didn't want to nod at all.
But in his mind, he recalled the backlash from Heaven that Yun Yanchu had entrusted him with to seal Huarong. He could only grind his back molars, nodded and agreed with a smile, "Okay, that's what I meant."
Hua Rong could see that he was gnashing his teeth, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, feeling much happier.
Bai Kechen cursed Hua Rong several times in his heart. This was the first time in his life that he rushed to seal someone.
In the past, anyone who wanted him to take action had to go to great lengths to please him.
But for him to kiss his little niece, it was nothing, he endured it!
Bai Kezhen felt suffocated in his heart. The seal counterattacked by heaven was far more troublesome than avoiding the lightning disaster and breaking the seal.
He left a stick of incense in the palace.
After a stick of incense, the backlash of heaven that had troubled Hua Rong for many days disappeared.
"Your cultivation level..." Bai Kechen had a strange look on his face when he saw that his cultivation level showed no sign of recovery.
"The cultivation level was granted by my apprentice." Hua Rong explained calmly.
Bai Kechen's eyes flashed with admiration, and he nodded and said: "Your apprentice is quite capable, and he can think of using seal cultivation to cut off the connection between spiritual power and the way of heaven."
Hua Rong was proud of the excellence of each of his disciples and accepted Bai Kechen's praise of Wei Siyou very calmly.
He took out the jade used for tracing people from the storage ring, and Hua Rong gently crushed it into pieces.
The demons will invade at any time, and he must quickly recover his cultivation.
After doing this, Hua Rong looked sideways at Bai Kechen, who was sitting leisurely.
"Once this layer is unlocked, I can refine weapons. I wonder if Lord Baishan has anything he wants to refine?"
Bai Kechen was immediately stopped by the question, and all he could think of was seeking some benefits for Yun Yanchu.
After thinking for a long time, he said what he was thinking: "I want a top-quality armor."
Hua Rong nodded. He thought Bai Kechen would make some requests, but he didn't expect Bai Kechen to ask for such a simple four words.
The best armor is not difficult.
Coincidentally, now that the demon clan has entered the world, he took more materials and made two pieces, one for Bai Kechen and one for Yun Yanchu.
Ever since, Hua Rong started to describe the general appearance of the armor based on the ideas in his mind.
He never expected that Yun Yanchu would receive one from him and another exactly the same one from Bai Kechen.
Wei Siyou felt that Yu Jue was broken and immediately rushed to the main peak without stopping.
As soon as they entered the main hall, they saw Bai Kechen and Hua Rong sitting at the table. Hua Rong seemed to be drawing something with a pen in his hand. Bai Kechen came closer and pointed and talked from time to time.
Wei Siyou clearly saw that Hua Rong's hand holding the pen was so hard that it turned white, indicating that he was about to become angry.
Fearing that Hua Rong's anger would aggravate the backlash, Wei Siyou stepped forward quickly.
"Master, what's the important thing for me to do with my disciple?"