When she stopped, Wei Lin had already caught up with her. He didn't stop and continued walking forward.
The brief moment when they were separated was enough for Yunli to see his expression clearly, which was light and not surprising.
She was stunned. The senior brother had already thought of this and was looking forward to that moment.
Sure enough, at the next moment, his message rang out in the sea of consciousness: "Getting rid of a decisive killer is equivalent to cutting off one hand of Can Ye Pavilion, not to mention the first person to be killed."
"It can also firmly lock the eyes of the four major sects on Canye Pavilion. This will achieve multiple things with one stone. This spiritual stone will not be in vain."
Yunli followed worriedly, "But you are still in Canye Pavilion and have been so active. Now there is no monk in the entire continent who doesn't know about you."
Over the years, he has been taking Mo You on missions all over the world, assassinating more and more people.
What's even more annoying is that because Mo You is often exposed, almost everyone he kills will be known to the monks all over the world.
In the past year or two, Mo Huai and others have begun to set up ambushes. He often needs to successfully complete assassinations and escape from the elites of the four factions.
The name of the demon Qianjiu is becoming more and more frightening. If this continues, he will probably be an enemy everywhere in the future. Even if he leaves Canye Pavilion, it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in Canglan Continent.
She very much suspected that the purpose of letting her senior brother be taken with Mo You was to expose her senior brother's whereabouts anytime and anywhere.
Every single task is like walking on a tightrope, and the pavilion has no intention of reducing the number of tasks. It's self-evident what An's intentions are.
"Isn't there an antidote?" Wei Lin raised his eyes and looked at the dark sky. A warm current flowed through his heart, and the cool breeze blowing on his face seemed to have a little warmth.
"It's more than just an appearance."
Speaking of this, Yunli suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, "We found the cave of Zhenjun Lingchu. There is her elixir recipe inside, which is the one Wen Xueluo took."
"Now we only need the two main medicines of Jiuzhonglou and Baiyuelianxin. When we go back, Ayan and the others will start refining the elixir. They should be successful by the time they reach the Jiuliyuan Secret Realm at the latest."
"So, you can take fewer tasks. I can also get some temporary antidote. It will be no problem to survive the next few years."
After a moment of silence, Wei Lin asked: "The Ten Thousand Spirit Pill was refined by the late Yuanying of Lingchu True Monarch. Are you sure An Ran and the others can refine it with their current cultivation level?"
Yunli was also a little unsure, "It should be possible. My cousin is already a seventh-grade alchemist, and there is help from Ayan, who is also a fifth-grade alchemist."
After a moment's pause, Yunli said again: "If it doesn't work out, just ask Master Danyang for help. He is an alchemy madman. His hands will definitely feel itchy when he sees the recipe for a panacea. It's just a little bit risky to go to him."
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this method was also feasible. If the antidote to Devil May Cry was refined by an outsider, there might be clues, but there was no such concern for the panacea that could cure hundreds of poisons.
In the eyes of outsiders, it is at best an awesome detoxifying elixir. Who knows what kind of poison she uses it to detoxify.
Next, she described to him the layman characteristics of Jiuzhonglou and the plan they had made.
After a while, she thought that since he knew that this was the game of the four major factions, he should avoid it, and asked quickly: "Why were you sent on this mission?"
Wei Lin's eyes were filled with coldness. Because Moyou had Xingye's space teleportation method, his whereabouts had been revealed in the pavilion without any scruples over the years, and he was even directly summoned for dangerous tasks.
He had already thought of this result. What could be faster and more natural than the sensation caused by the exposure of himself and Mo You.
After all, they are constantly exposed.
After a moment of silence, he pretended to be relaxed; "Moyou, if you want to cause chaos, you can do it anytime and anywhere."
"If she wants to come, I have to come too, otherwise wherever she goes, wherever Lei Ju goes, it will be exposed before the plan can start."
Yunli raised her eyes, and in the boundless night, the tall figure in front of her was like a pine or a bamboo, firm and straight, with wind-filled sleeves and three thousand soft ink hair fluttering lightly, showing a bit of lightness and unrestrainedness, but it could not hide her loneliness.
She slowly let out a breath, and it would all pass. Once the ghost cry is resolved, everything will be fine.
When he arrived near the inn, Wei Lin turned around, walked into the alley next to him, and said, "We're here."
Yunli came back to her senses and said quickly: "Mu Shaoxun lives in Room No. 16, Tianzi. He is tall, neither thin nor fat, with thick eyebrows, pink and phoenix eyes, and a light red mole just below his right nose..." ....”
In the darkness, Wei Lin raised his long eyelashes and said, "You described it so carefully, could you have been staring at him?"
"ah?"
Yunli was stunned for a moment. She had something in mind, so she naturally had to observe people carefully.
When the words of admission came to her lips, she swallowed them back and said with a guilty conscience: "No, I just met him a few times. His mole is very clear and I noticed it at a glance, haha."
After saying that, she remembered that there was nothing wrong with her, and she was so guilty. Just as she was about to say something, Wei Lin's message rang in the sea of consciousness.
"Ali, sweet dreams."
Yunli was stunned for a moment, her heart seemed to be brushing with feathers, and a strange emotion came to her heart. She grinned unconsciously, and her eyebrows were crooked in laughter.
She nodded vigorously, then remembered that it was so late at night that he might not be able to see. She kept her eyes straight and glanced at the alley next to her with her peripheral vision, "Then I'll go in."
The sound transmissions originally had no tone or emotion, but for some reason, they landed in Wei Lin's sea of consciousness, but he felt that the sound transmissions seemed to turn into jumping notes, causing his sea of consciousness to ripple with joy.
Watching her enter the inn, Wei Lin gently leaned against the wall, took his breath and became invisible, waiting for dawn.
In the inn.
"Did you pick up the spiritual stone?"
Mu Yan looked at Yunli in surprise, walked briskly to the table, picked up the teapot and poured water.
Yunli took a sip of water, "Then such a good thing is that we are about to get the Jiuzhong Tower."
"Is it?"
Mu Yan suspected that when Uncle An brought Jiuzhonglou today, although she was also very happy, she was not as happy as she is now. She felt happy all over her body and in her bones.
"Oh, it's getting late, go to bed!"
Mu Yan:......
She stepped forward, pulled Yunli's body, raised her hand to pinch her face, and threatened: "If you don't explain it clearly to me today, don't even think about sleeping!"
With that said, he let go of Yunli's face and scratched her waist instead.
Yunli was always ticklish, and while twisting and turning to avoid her hand, she hurriedly begged for mercy: "Hey, don't scratch, don't scratch, I say what I say!"
After hearing what she said, Mu Yan was speechless, "So you are so happy just because of his words of sweet dreams?"
Yunli nodded and analyzed her carefully: "I think so. If I can hear my senior brother say "good dreams" every day before going to bed, wouldn't it mean that we are always together and the years are peaceful."
Mu Yan didn't know what to say. She was thinking too far.
Also, is this too naive? As a monk, fighting with heaven and man, how can there be any quiet time?
The next day, the sky was clear and white.
A figure sneaked out of the inn and landed in the alley.
Seeing the man who was looking around cautiously after landing, Wei Lin twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Sell me some medicine, but you won't leave the front door until you climb through the window."
It was convenient for him, as he didn't have to look for it deliberately.
There was no pressure at all to deal with an alchemist in the foundation building stage. Wei Lin subdued him in a few moments and said grimly: "I heard that a spiritual fruit from my fellow Taoist can directly promote a fifth-level monster to a seventh-level monster." Level, I wonder if there are any other spiritual fruits like this?"
Mu Shaoxun cursed in his heart, he knew it would be like this. After Danyang Zhenren's monster was successful that day, he felt that people around him were always looking at his storage bag intentionally or unintentionally.
He was careless. If he had known someone was guarding him, he should have been shameless and asked that wilted little girl to help protect him yesterday.
It's hard to buy regret medicine in the world. Facing the cold and shining sword on his neck, Mu Shaoxun quickly begged for mercy: "Fellow Taoist, please forgive me, I only have one, I really only have one!"
"Oh, is it so?
The visitor obviously didn't believe it, his protracted tone was even more chilling, and immediately he felt a pain in his neck.
Mu Shaoxun's scalp exploded and he shouted hurriedly: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I, I, I, I will give you the spirit stone."
"If I kill you, not all your spiritual stones will be mine."
Hearing the neither salty nor bland voice, Mu Shaoxun broke into cold sweat and his whole body was shaking like a sieve: "You, you, you can't kill me, I am with the monks of Taiyi Sect, kill me, Taiyi Sect will definitely not let you go. of!"
The visitor seemed to be moved by his persuasion. After weighing it for a moment, he said in a cold voice: "Should you open the storage bag yourself, or should I do it?"
Mu Shaoxun said hurriedly: "I will do it myself, I will do it myself!"
When Wei Lin opened the storage bag and saw the contents inside, he couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy.
As an alchemist, he was still in the foundation-building stage, and he only had about a dozen low-grade spiritual stones. Spiritual plants were also very common. Except for the Jiuzhong Tower, which was more precious, the rest were really not interesting to rob.
Seeing the disgust in the opponent's eyes, Mu Shaoxun's face turned red. He was not good at fighting and needed to buy all kinds of spiritual plants and medicinal materials;
Yu Dan's talent in alchemy was not outstanding, and the elixirs he refined were not good enough to sell a few spiritual stones. If he did not want to gain reputation, he would have given up refining elixirs long ago.
Immediately, he felt a bit of expectation. If the other party looked down upon him, would he stop robbing him?
In his expectation, Wei Lin accurately took away the jade box containing the Jiuzhonglou, opened it to confirm, and walked away.
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