In the last sentence, there is a little bit of reluctance, and the content of the summons has been completed.
Yunzheng frowned, with a hint of sadness lingering in his eyebrows. Did the bad old man A Yin said really not hurt him?
Yunzheng's heart was in turmoil when she thought of what kind of danger A Yin would be in.
If she knew where he was and had the ability to tear apart the void with her bare hands, she would definitely bring Mu Yin back safely.
It's just that she can't do anything but worry now.
Yan Chen frowned slightly, stared at Yunzheng and said, "Yuzheng, do you know what the Body of Ten Thousand Bones is?"
Hearing this, Yunzheng nodded thoughtfully.
"I happened to see this book about the Body of Ten Thousand Bones in the library yesterday. Although I didn't read it very carefully, I still had some familiarity with it."
"The body of ten thousand bones originates from bones, and the bones contain spirit. The bones give rise to ten thousand bloods, and the blood builds flesh."
"In short, once the Body of Ten Thousand Bones is activated, the speed of cultivation will not only be several times faster, but also if it is only a skin injury, it can heal within a certain period of time. The specific time depends on the possession of the Body of Ten Thousand Bones.
How is the person’s cultivation level, but——”
"The process of stimulating the body of ten thousand bones requires enduring extreme pain."
Yan Chen and Mo Jing both fell silent after hearing this.
A Yin is the youngest. Although he usually practices hard, he has not endured too much pain alone. I don’t know if he can survive it?
Yunzheng recalled Ayin's tone, and she knew that he should have made a choice.
He wants to stay there and practice with that mysterious old man.
"Let's summon him now." Mo Jing said anxiously.
After that, he took out the identity token of the Holy Court and sent a message to Mu Yin: "A Yin, how are you doing now? Do you know where you are? We will go find you now, don't be afraid!"
Sent it over.
Immediately afterwards, the three of them listened to the messages from other friends.
Most of the content is about A Yin being kidnapped. The latest news is that A Yin can no longer be contacted.
Hearing this, Yunzheng's heart tightened.
Without caring about anything else, she immediately summoned a slender brush. The strong wind of spiritual power cut her fingertips, squeezed out a drop of blood, and then stained the end of the brush.
The next moment, Yunzheng held the brush body between her fingers and drew several strokes in the air smoothly, gradually sketching out an unfamiliar blood-colored pattern.
"Use my blood to ask the divination!"
A cool and pleasant voice sounded loudly.
The bloody pattern gradually changed color and turned into a white pattern.
Neither Yan Chen nor Mo Jing could understand the font of this pattern, but when they saw Yunzheng's face softened and she smiled, they knew that A Yin should be fine.
Yunzheng turned to look at them twice, and explained with a smile: "He is fine, this is his opportunity."
"That's good!"
They also sent messages back to their friends respectively.
…
The news that Yunzheng and the others had left the library quickly spread throughout the Five Elements Spirit Sect.
This made many eager disciples and elders want to see the true face of this rumored weak little ancestor in Lushan.
However, that little ancestor is at the top of the mountain!
How could they easily enter the first peak?
Everyone could only wait for the weak little ancestor to come out on his own initiative.
But the little ancestor, whom everyone had been thinking about day and night, fell asleep as soon as he returned to his room in Qing Pavilion.
The next day.
After Yunzheng got up, she found that there were five more disciples in white clothes in the hall of the pavilion.
They stood in line waiting for her.
"I've met my little ancestor." They saluted according to the rules, looking at Yunzheng with their little eyes, a little curious and a little inquisitive.
There are five disciples in white clothes, one female and four male.
His appearance is quite pleasing to the eye.
The person at the head looked like a senior brother, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a calm and composed aura.
The man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes saw her looking over and reported in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Little ancestor, my two uncles have already gone to the fifth peak to listen to their lectures."
Yunzheng nodded, and when he was about to speak, a deep voice came from behind——
"Disciple has met the little ancestor."
Yunzheng frowned when she heard the voice. Why did it feel familiar?
She looked back and saw a cool man in white standing opposite. He raised his hand and clasped it. His fingers with clear knuckles looked particularly coveted and wanted to be touched.
His brows were cold and his thin lips glowed with a somewhat seductive color.
The body is thin and tall, somewhat unlike a human being.
Yunzheng raised her eyebrows and looked him up and down unceremoniously. This man looked more or less similar to Rong Shuo.
It's just that her appearance is a bit inferior to Rong Shuo's.
Yunzheng looked at him with interest, her red lips parted slightly, "What's your name?"
"My disciple is called Mu Yunshuo. He is Master's new disciple. He was specially sent by Master to serve our little ancestor." He answered unhurriedly.
The other five disciples standing looked at each other, what's going on? Why did the master suddenly accept another disciple?
Where did this Mu Yunshuo come from?!
The corners of Yunzheng's lips raised silently, then were quickly suppressed.
She glanced at him expressionlessly and said coldly: "Come here."
Mu Yunshuo nodded slightly, "Yes."
He walked slowly towards the elder brother with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, his expression calm and calm.
Senior Brother Xie Mingchen felt an uncomfortable sense of timidity for no apparent reason.
Xie Mingchen's brows furrowed slightly. What kind of cultivation level does this new junior brother have? His aura is a bit too great.
Qin Anyan, the female disciple standing at the end, her heart beating like a drum, glanced at Mu Yunshuo unconsciously from the corner of her eyes.
Xie Mingchen suddenly thought of something and his cheeks felt a little hot. He organized some words in his mind and said with some difficulty: "Little ancestor, master has told us that wherever you go, we will follow you and be your bodyguard."
Guard?
Yunzheng's thoughts were as clear as day, and she suddenly realized that Duanmuzheng's nephew still wanted his disciples to have a relationship with her...
Yunzheng glanced at them lightly, "First introduce yourselves."
"I am the first disciple of Shoufeng, Xie Mingchen."
"I am the second disciple of Shoufeng, Mu Chengan."
"The Seventh Disciple of the First Peak, Han Tianchen."
"The eighth disciple of the First Peak, Baili Yuchen."
"The Ninth Disciple of the First Peak, Qin Anyan."
After they finished their introduction, Yunzheng looked at Mu Yunshuo, "What about you? Which disciple are you?"
Mu Yunshuo pursed his lips and was silent for a moment. He didn't know which disciple he was.
Seeing this, Xie Mingchen thought that the master was too hasty to recruit disciples and had not had time to tell this young junior brother his ranking, so he spoke to Mu Yunshuo to save him, "He is the eleventh disciple."
"eleven?"
"Yes." Mu Yunshuo replied.
Mu Yunshuo's eyes suddenly met Yunzheng's, and his breathing became confused for a moment.
Before he could react, Yunzheng looked away and looked at Xie Mingchen, "Take my ancestor to study at the Fifth Peak."