"Then what happened just now? You don't even know how to use it yourself. Where did he learn the sacrificial method?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"I think it was probably an accidental collision." Miaoxin guessed.
"In other words, I don't know where I'm going to go?" Gu Qingxi once again had an ominous premonition in her heart.
"Probably so." Miaoxin nodded, holding her chin in contemplation.
"Then does he know how to get back?" Gu Qingxi finally resisted the urge to kick him and asked with only a glimmer of hope.
"Maybe he doesn't know. Think about it, he doesn't even know where he's going, and he doesn't know how to get back." Miaoxin continued to ponder.
"..." A thin layer of cold sweat had appeared on Gu Qingxi's forehead.
The scammer is still the same scammer as before.
He doesn't know how to use the artifact he refined himself, and he dares to give it away to others. Isn't he afraid of tricking others to death?
"Tai Shang Elder, didn't you just say that you wanted to find someone to borrow the spirit crystal spirit stone? Why didn't you say anything?" Seeing that Gu Qingxi stopped asking, Miao Xin turned her head, her face was glazed with joy, as if she had been splashed with a basin of cold water. Su Tongguang said when he reached the end.
"You heard me wrong, I didn't say anything." Su Tongguang flicked his sleeves and turned around simply, pretending that he saw nothing, heard nothing, and said nothing.
Only a fool would buy this kind of artifact that has no idea where it will be sent, let alone how it will come back.
If you are lucky enough to be sent to another world, what should you do if you are not lucky enough to be sent to the demon space? Looking for death.
What’s even more frightening is that even Miao Xin himself doesn’t know how to use this artifact. This time, someone else was lucky and was sent out of the space turbulence by mistake. But what if he was unlucky and hit the wrong magic weapon and self-destructed on the spot? ?
I'm afraid no one would dare to give it away, let alone sell it for money.
Seeing Su Tongguang's indifferent expression that contained infinite sadness, Gu Qingxi secretly sympathized.
With such a disciple who cheats his master, his uncle, and his sect, Wanquan Sect has suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck. Who knows when will it recover?
Maybe there will never be a day of recovery.
Unfortunately, facing such a scammer, Gu Qingxi could do nothing but mourn for the Wanquan Sect.
Fortunately, Kong and Feng Xiatian finally escaped from the space turbulence. Although they didn't know where they were sent by the Tianxing Shuttle, at least their lives were not in danger. Gu Qingxi was relieved and followed her master to leave the Sumeru space.
"Senior Mo, Fellow Daoist Gu, Wen Tiantai is related to the safety of the mainland. Although it is protected by Xumi space, there is no guarantee that something will not go wrong. However, the Xianmiao Sect that guarded Wen Tiantai has been destroyed. This matter still needs to be considered in the long term." Follow Mo Tianchen back. Arriving at the sect master's hall, Yuwen Dingtian said worriedly to Mo Tianchen and Gu Qingxi.
Although the Yuwen family is one of the four major demon cultivating families, in the face of Mo Tianchen's terrifying strength, he can only put down his status and regard himself as a junior.
"You shouldn't have to worry about this. Even with Leng Yanli's sorcery, we can only rely on conspiracy to destroy the Xian Miao Sect, but we can't destroy Wentian Terrace. As long as we completely seal the secret realm of the Xian Miao Sect..." An old man muttered. He said, but before he finished speaking, he was covered by two old men next to him.
Seeing the two people blinking and winking at him desperately, he suddenly realized: It was true that Yuwen Dingtian was worried about asking about Tiantai, but more importantly, he still couldn't bear to leave the secret realm of Xian Miao Sect.
This kind of secret realm that can purify spiritual power may only be created in hundreds of thousands of years. If it is completely sealed as he said, it will be a waste of resources. Not only will it regret it for the rest of its life, but it will also be stabbed in the spine by future generations of monks after death.
Wanting to understand Yuwen Dingtian's intention, the old man quickly shut up and said no more.
How could Gu Qingxi not see Yuwen Dingtian's little thoughts? To be honest, it would be a pity even for her if the secret realm of Xian Miao Sect was really sealed completely.
But now is not the time to discuss this matter. There is one more important thing that has not been done.
Gu Qingxi took out the jade bottle that sealed Song Qinglan and cast a few spells.
A wisp of blue mist floated out from the jade bottle, and Song Qinglan's lonely and sad figure appeared in front of everyone again.
"Fellow Daoist Song, you have also seen what happened just now. In the final analysis, the demise of the Xian Miao Sect was caused by the evil god. Although the sect leader has selfish motives, he is excusable. I hope you can put aside the old grudges." Qing Xi said to Song Qinglan seriously.
"The Xianmiao Sect has fallen to such a state. I am the only one in the entire sect who has escaped Leng Yanli's vicious hands. What else do I have to resent?" Song Qinglan said with a sad smile.
Although Gu Qingxi sealed him in a jade bottle, he did not seal his spiritual sense and six senses. He could clearly see and hear everything Leng Yanli had done before.
After learning the truth, his resentment towards the sect master and several elders naturally disappeared. However, looking at the sect master's hall that was almost in ruins before him, and the peaceful and silent pavilions and pavilions outside the hall, he still felt confused.
"The souls of your fellow disciples are still there." Gu Qingxi said.
"What!" Song Qinglan's body suddenly shook and she looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
Gu Qingxi took out another jade bottle. There were faint shadows floating in the bottle, which were the souls of the Xianmiao Sect's master, elders, and other disciples.
Although Ji Li was resurrected, his strength had not yet fully recovered, otherwise he would not have been slapped to death again by Mo Tianchen as easily as he did.
For this reason, the souls of the disciples of the Xian Miao Sect have also been preserved. When she repaired the Wentian Terrace just now, she also gathered them together.
"Master, Lord Sect Master, First Elder, Second Elder..." Song Qinglan murmured in a low voice, tears streaming down his face.
Although those phantoms were blurry and hazy, Song Qinglan was a ghost cultivator in the realm of fusion, and his spiritual awareness was far superior to that of ordinary cultivators, so he could easily sense the spiritual energy of his master, sect leader, and others.
"Their souls have been tortured by Leng Yanli for thousands of years, and their soul power has been refined and absorbed by Ji Li again and again. Now they have no intelligence.
However, the secret realm of Xian Miao Sect can purify spiritual power and repair the soul. As long as you cultivate for a few hundred years, you can gradually regain your spiritual wisdom and become a ghost cultivator like you.
Of course, they can also enter reincarnation again, and they will also have the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation again after reincarnation. It's up to you to decide how to choose. "Gu Qingxi said.
He glanced at Miaoxin when he spoke. Generally speaking, when the soul is damaged like this, the hope of reincarnation is extremely slim, but with good intentions, the problem should not be big.
This young monk's weapon-refining skills are rather deceptive, but his Buddhist skills are not bad, and he is also very good at fighting.
