From the gap below the brown iron door, white smoke continued to pour out from inside, filling the entire space like fairy energy.
Unable to hold back his laughter, Daotong wanted to step forward and polish it carefully, but this move provoked the master Mo Ziqi to scold him, "You're nonsense, back off..."
Daotong quickly retreated, not daring to do anything he wanted.
Then, with an expression of respect, Mo Ziqi bowed deeply towards the iron gate and saluted, and said, "By the order of the master, I and my disciple Lin Yu came to the Xianqiong Pond for healing. Please open the door for convenience, Master." .”
Dao and Daoming were stunned. He could be called a master by his own master. In the entire martial arts sect, except for the leader, he had never heard him address anyone in this way.
For a moment, both of them had great doubts about the identity of the people in the Immortal Qiong Pond, but they did not dare to ask for clarification in this situation.
After a while, a loud voice carrying the vicissitudes of time came from all directions, coming like a surging tide. It was neither cold nor hot, and asked without any emotion, "Do you have the leader's token?"
Mo Ziqi took out a token from his sleeve robe and presented it respectfully with both hands.
The next second, the iron door creaked open, and thick white mist poured out.
Just when he was surprised by this fantastic scene, with a 'whoosh' sound, the token in Mo Ziqi's hand flew directly into the iron door, and then closed it tightly again.
After a while, the plain voice sounded again, "Since there is an order from the leader, let him stay."
The next second, the iron door opened wide, and no one reacted. Lin Yu was slowly lifted up by an inexplicable and powerful force, and then floated into it.
"It's all thanks to you, Master."
As the iron gate closed again, Mo Ziqi bowed deeply to the people inside the Immortal Qiong Pond, and then left with his Taoist colleagues Daoming respectfully.
After leaving, the three people also let go of their worries, because as long as Xian Qiongchi was there, Lin Yu's injuries could basically be solved.
During the flight, Dao Ming couldn't help but asked doubtfully, "Master, who is the person in the Xianqiong Pond? Do you even want to call him master?"
Daotong asked at the same time, "Yes, master, is this person and the leader a strong man of the same period?"
Mo Ziqi still looked calm and calm as he said, "Apart from the master's fellow disciples, who else is worthy of the title of master?"
Even among those from the martial arts sect, only a few people know about the existence of that person in Xian Qiongchi.
It's not surprising that disciples with Daotong and Daoming's level of cultivation don't know.
"I see."
"So, wouldn't this person's cultivation be unpredictable?"
"In this sect, even if the leader takes action personally, it is difficult to defeat him."
Mo Ziqi's words were an understatement, but to his disciple's ears, they sounded like thunder.
Maybe outsiders don't know it, but as disciples of this sect, they are very aware of the terror of the current leader.
In this vast land of heaven and earth, the current leader of the martial arts sect is one of the best. In terms of combat effectiveness, he is also among the best.
And for such a terrifying existence, it is simply incredible that there are still people in the martial arts sect who can suppress him.
While Dao and Daoming were whispering to each other, Mo Ziqi was thinking about something else.
Ever since he brought Lin Yu back, Mo Ziqi had been trying to stabilize his injuries.
During the treatment, he suddenly discovered that there was an extremely strange spiritual energy fluctuation remaining in Lin Yu's body.
That ray of spiritual energy has become very subtle after fading over time, but it is not difficult to detect the uniqueness of that spiritual energy.
After questioning, he learned that besides Dao Ming and the others, there was another person who had come into contact with Lin Yu's body, and that was Qin Tian...
If it weren't for the troubled times, Mo Ziqi would have really wanted to find Qin Tian to see what methods he used to calm down the manic bloodline power.
Although Han Ze's conspiracy has been shattered, there are still many puppets throughout the Misty Continent. They are getting stronger day by day. If the source cannot be removed, it may be a catastrophe for the entire cultivation world.
Precisely because this matter is of great importance, and the soul control technique is one of the forbidden arts of the martial arts sect, and people are afraid of it, the martial arts sect has the obligation and responsibility to investigate this matter, so as to give an answer to the entire cultivation world.
There is no doubt that a bigger conspiracy is brewing...
In a dilapidated place in the imperial capital, Qiu Yue, who was affected by the sword energy, endured severe pain and hid here, luckily escaping the pursuit of the soldiers.
Taking a peek at a group of soldiers passing by outside the door, Qiuyue breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
His body softened and he fell to the ground.
At this time, her snow-white back was already covered in blood, and the broken flesh was still bleeding out. If the bleeding was not stopped in time, she might be in danger of dying.
Her lips were white and her face was haggard. She was weak and stood up with difficulty.
Every time he moved, the severe stinging pain would spread throughout his body, making his thin body tremble.
Finally, he reached a corner of the dilapidated room and slowly sat down to check his injuries.
However, the wound was on the back. Qiuyue tried several times to take a look at the wound, but she could not reach it.
Liu's waist twisted again, and suddenly, a bone-chilling pain swept through her whole body. Qiuyue hissed and her whole face immediately turned white. She couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and fell to the ground.
The shocking wound could not be healed without medicine, and her body was getting colder. At this moment, Qiuyue's mind was filled with images of her young brother.
She didn't want to die, but she didn't dare to die, because she still had to take care of her only relative in the world.
Her brother was young and without her care and protection, in this world where the strong were respected, she couldn't imagine how an ordinary person could survive.
What's more, her younger brother was born with a disease. If it weren't for the money to extend his life, she wouldn't have targeted Qin Tian.
You know, Qin Tian's bounty is much larger than other targets in the martial spirit realm. As long as she takes his life, the money will be enough for her to take her brother to find a master to treat him.
That's why she pursued him thousands of miles away. Once she succeeded, her brother would have hope of living, and she had to win.
Blood dripped onto the cold ground. After tightening his clothes, the poor man's lips began to tremble and his vision became a little blurry.
Just when she was extremely weak, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door.
The nervous Qiuyue shivered when she was about to fall into unconsciousness. She huddled in the corner tiredly and nervously, and pulled the broken board aside to cover herself.
This dilapidated house only covers an area of about a hundred square meters. If someone breaks in and searches, they will be discovered no matter how well hidden it is.
