Shen Yiping, who has not yet returned to the Changqiu Sect, has been clearly arranged by his ancestors.
An ancestor looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Song Yiheng and stayed for a moment to withdraw.
The ancestor looked at Shen Bu and said, "Shen Bu, if he doesn't want to be the sect leader, let Song Yiheng take over."
Shen Bu glanced at his sister.
Song Luo walked up and protected Song Yiheng behind her, "No, Song Yiheng wants to inherit my mantle."
"You have so many disciples, so you don't have to worry about no one inheriting your mantle." An ancestor said.
Another ancestor said, "You also have a daughter."
"She can't do it." Song Luo said bluntly.
Several ancestors were slightly surprised.
Song Yizhi has ice spiritual roots and has completely inherited her spiritual roots. Isn't it easy to inherit her mantle?
"Her Dantian is broken." Song Luo said.
Mu Lao looked at him, his face full of worry, "What?!"
…
The couple inside the house didn't know what was going on outside.
The contract had reached a critical moment, and neither Song Yizhi nor Rong Yueyuan dared to be easily distracted, and they concentrated on performing their spells.
After exchanging half of the blood, the soul is used as the medium.
The tedious and lengthy steps are over, and the contract of life and death is complete.
After the contract was concluded, Song Yizhi exhaled.
Rong Yueyuan bent his fingers, grabbed Song Yizhi's hand that he wanted to pull away, and interlocked his fingers with hers.
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's bloodless face and frowned.
Seeing Song Yizhi frowning, Rong Yueyuan mistakenly thought that she was unhappy because she was forced to form a contract.
But the contract was successfully formed, which means that Song Yizhi was not reluctant during the contract, otherwise they would have been killed by the backlash.
Song Yizhi stretched out his other hand and grabbed Rong Yueyuan's wrist, and the divine power entered his body.
"I'm not angry." Song Yizhi said while checking Rong Yueyuan's body, "I'm worried about your health."
Rong Yueyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Just don't be angry.
After checking, Song Yizhi couldn't help but sigh. She raised her eyes and looked at Rong Yueyuan, "Let me prepare some medicine for you again."
Fortunately, his body had been transformed by divine power a long time ago, and the power contained in that half of his blood made up for the damage caused by Rong Yueyuan's loss of half of his blood, otherwise he would have collapsed by now.
But with so much power in Rong Yueyuan's body, he must use medicine to transform his body and then help him digest these powers, otherwise something big will happen sooner or later.
Rong Yueyuan nodded.
Song Yizhi took back his hand, looked at the suicide notes piled aside, remained silent for a moment and said, "Destroy it."
If these suicide notes were known to others, I would really have no way to explain them.
Rong Yueyuan moved his hand, and his spiritual power turned those suicide notes into powder.
"There is something I want to say." Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, and when his wife looked over, he said, "Zhizhi, I want to give you the Nascent Soul."
!
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan with a horrified expression, "What did you say?!"
No, hasn’t he given up on this terrifying idea yet?!
That's the Nascent Soul! The monk's second life!
The combat power of the Nascent Soul will be much weaker when it is separated from the body, and once the Nascent Soul is damaged, I will be seriously injured!
Furthermore, doesn’t he know what’s going on with his own body?
Is he crazy?
"I want to give you the Nascent Soul." Rong Yueyuan repeated it seriously.
"..." Song Yizhi was so shocked that she lost her words. After a while, she looked at Rong Yueyuan and said seriously, "No, we have all formed a life-and-death contract. Why are you giving me Nascent Soul?"
Is it unnecessary?
No, what is Rong Yueyuan thinking in his mind?
"Do you know your physical condition?" Song Yizhi tried to make his voice sound less irritable, "Let's not talk about whether your cultivation will regress without the Yuanying. Without the Yuanying, your future thunder will What to do about the robbery?”
Rong Yueyuan asked back, "Do you think I don't know the power contained in this half of my blood?"
Indigestible power was accumulated in his body, and he could feel how powerful that power was.
The original intention of the life-and-death contract is to bind the lives of oneself and Zhizhi together.
But now, after the contract was successfully concluded, he felt that he had taken advantage of it invisibly, which made him feel a little uneasy.
That's why he thought of giving Nascent Soul to Zhizhi. Is this considered as not forgetting his original intention?
Furthermore, Zhizhi has his own world and he cannot be with Zhizhi all the time, so he has selfish motives and wants Nascent Soul to accompany Zhizhi on his behalf.
Song Yizhi looked innocent, "Power is contained in blood. This is not something I can decide."
Rong Yueyuan looked gentle, "I know."
"But that's not the reason why you want to give Nascent Soul to me." Song Yizhi said.
When Rong Yueyuan was about to say something, Shen Bu's voice came through the barrier, "Rong Yueyuan, our ancestor is out here. Come out as soon as possible."
Rong Yueyuan swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
Hearing this, Song Yizhi instantly felt relieved. She shook her hand that was intertwined with Rong Yueyuan's, and was about to let go and jump out of bed when Rong Yueyuan pulled her back.
In just the blink of an eye, Song Yizhi discovered that there was an extra... villain in his empty dantian?!
Song Yizhi looked at the little Nascent Soul huddled in his Dantian, and suddenly looked at Rong Yueyuan.
What is he doing?!
Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything. He got out of bed with Song Yizhi as if nothing was wrong, tidied up briefly and walked out.
The door of the house opened, and Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan came out one after another.
Seeing that there was no blood on Rong Yueyuan's lips, Shen Bu and others frowned slightly.
Although Song Yizhi's complexion on the side was not very good, it looked much better than Rong Yueyuan's.
"You guys..." Song Luo paused and said, "Let's meet a few ancestors first."
Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi raised their hands and saluted to say hello to the ancestors.
Mu Lao said, "Come with us."
Song Yizhi nodded, and then followed several ancestors to the side.
Seeing Rong Yueyuan's unconcealed weakness, Shen Bu frowned and said in a deep voice, "No, Rong Yueyuan, fifth elder, what are you thinking about? What are you doing?"
A life-and-death contract, is this a joke?!
The two of them successfully formed a contract, and luck definitely accounted for 90% of it!
Rong Yueyuan fell silent, not knowing what to say.
"Rong Yueyuan, what are you doing?" Feng Canglin said with a cold face and a cold voice, "Extorting favors in return?"
How rare is Zhi Zhi’s blood? Rong Yueyuan really dares to think about it!
When it came to Song Yizhi's secret, Rong Yueyuan could not explain anything and could only be scolded honestly.
"Father, I brought it up." Song Yizhi's voice floated from afar.
Feng Canglin frowned and his face became even colder.
The elbow is turned outward?!
"Feng Canglin, to be honest, your words are too strong." Song Luo said, "You don't understand the temperament of the fifth elder? He is not a person who repays kindness in return."
Feng Canglin glanced at Song Luo, saw several juniors there, and swallowed back the words that came to her lips.
The New God, the half-blood of Ice Phoenix, does she know the consequences?
Ordinary people can improve a lot if they get a drop of Phoenix blood, let alone half a Phoenix blood!
"Also, don't forget, it's all the credit of Rong Yueyuan that your daughter is alive and kicking." Song Luo looked at Feng Canglin and said seriously, "The blood essence and cultivation he has put in are not worth Song Yizhi's."
half of his body’s blood?”
Feng Canglin looked at Song Luo with cold eyes and said in a cold voice, "This is really not worth it."