"call!"
After a long time, An Qisheng slowly exhaled a long breath, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead.
The mental exhaustion was reflected back into the body, and An Qisheng rarely felt sleepy after holding the elixir.
The soul-stealing technique consumes a lot of energy. If he didn't use hypnosis to guide it at the same time, I'm afraid it might not be successful.
Phew~
Bai Xian'er was covered in sweat and almost fell to the ground when An Qisheng looked at her.
An Qisheng stretched out his hand to support him and put a shirt on him.
After that, he pressed lightly on his body several times, vigorously, and set his bones.
At this point, it must be said that the warrior's physique is astonishing. Even if he suffers a heavy blow, his body does not deform in any way.
After gently fiddling with it, the chest is still high.
"Um........"
Bai Xian'er groaned and woke up.
The empty eyes blinked before returning to their original color vibrancy.
An Qisheng stood by the bed with his hands behind his hands, looking at it quietly.
It was the first time that he used the soul-stealing technique, and he was also quite curious about the effect it would produce. Is it as magical as recorded?
The blurred vision slowly became clear.
Bai Xian'er struggled to get up from the bed, regardless of the exposure of her beautiful body, and was not surprised by the chaos in the room. She looked at An Qisheng with joy and let out a soft and gentle cry:
"grandfather!"
In her memory, the two met before, and when they took action, they suddenly recognized each other's identity.
This old Taoist priest turned out to be her long-lost grandfather, her only relative in the world.
Although she herself found it incredible, this feeling of 'blood connection' was unmistakable.
"...Well, you are injured, so don't get up."
An Qisheng gently reached out and pushed her back onto the bed.
He was also shocked by the weirdness of this soul-stealing method. The piece of information he edited completely replaced Bai Xianer's own thinking.
No matter how ridiculous and clueless this thing is, she really believes it.
"It's all Xian'er's fault. Not only did she drug Grandpa, she also wanted to break Grandpa's meridians."
Bai Xianer was in shock. Fortunately, her grandfather was stronger than she thought and in turn injured herself. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
The purpose of cultivation in the Great Sun Demon Sect is to experience all kinds of emotions without forgetting them. There is no such thing as the Hell Demon Sect, which is so weird that you have to cut off worldly ties to get started.
"Don't blame those who don't know."
An Qisheng felt a little weird.
One moment they were fighting life and death, and the next moment they had become 'grandfather and grandson'. This was so weird and strange.
Bai Xian'er really thinks so, but he himself can't accept it.
In his two lifetimes, he didn't even have a child, let alone a 'grandfather'.
boom!
The door was knocked open and several people rushed into the house.
"You, you..."
Seeing the two people talking and laughing and the mess on the ground, Bian You and the madam looked at each other and could see the surprise and disbelief in each other's eyes.
The Great Sun Demon Sect has a bad reputation. The male disciples hang out among the flowers and are particular about not touching a single leaf among the thousands of flowers. The female disciples are even more affectionate and not dedicated.
But Bai Xian'er naturally hates contact with men, so why are she talking and laughing with such an old ghost today?
"Master, junior sister, you, you are..."
Bian You was speechless, looking at An Qisheng as if he had seen a ghost.
"I had a great chat with my... old man. What are you going to do if you bring someone here?"
Bai Xianer gave the people who rushed in a cold look:
"And you, when did you have the courage to knock on my door?"
"Miss Xian'er, forgive me. Miss Xian'er, forgive me."
Bian You looked ugly and didn't speak. The Madam and the other people who rushed in were already kneeling on the ground, their faces extremely frightened.
"Get out yet!"
Bai Xianer raised her beautiful eyebrows:
"Do you want me to do it?"
Several people were so frightened that they ran away and crawled out. Only Bian You stayed in place.
"Junior sister, what are you..."
Looking at Bai Xian'er, who would have almost squeezed into his arms if the old Taoist priest hadn't been sitting calmly, Bian You's expression turned gloomy.
If he hadn't had confidence in Bai Xian'er's martial arts, he would have almost thought that Bai Xian'er was being held hostage by the old Taoist priest.
"Brother, I'm fine. You can leave."
Bai Xian'er glanced at him lightly, paused and said:
"Go to the sixth floor and get the elixirs for you and me."
"ah?"
Bian You was completely stunned.
In Bai Xian'er's increasingly cold eyes, she had no choice but to retreat in a hurry.
Bang~
Bai Xian'er waved the belt and the door closed.
At this time, she slowly got out of bed. Although her body wounds were still aching, she had recovered somewhat.
An Qisheng couldn't help but sigh at the effect of Qi.
Whether it is killing enemies, protecting the body, or healing injuries, true energy is much stronger than internal force.
"Master has a total of twenty disciples, and I am the seventeenth. That is my senior brother, named Bian You. He covets me. I wanted to kill him when he came out this time."
Bai Xianer picked up a piece of clothing from the bedside and put it on:
"Grandpa, you are old and your internal strength seems to be declining. I have the secret elixir of the Great Sun Demon Sect that can help you increase your merits."
"Red Sun Dharma King, what kind of cultivation is he?"
An Qisheng was more interested in the Red Sun Dharma King than in the elixir.
That one ranks extremely high in the weapons spectrum, and can be regarded as the second master of the Demon Sect in the world under the Six Hell Demon Lord Pang Wanyang.
"Master, respect him..."
Mentioning this name, Bai Xian'er's face fluctuated a little: "Ten years ago, my master and the most master of the righteous path, the old bald donkey of Huangjue Temple, met on the left. The master shot out from the air, and the whole thing was evaporated. Longjiang ten miles river area......"
"Shoot from the air and dry up a ten-mile river?"
An Qisheng's eyelids twitched for a moment.
Ten miles seems very short, but in fact, above Xuanxing, the world record for ordinary people is more than twelve minutes!
Evaporating a ten-mile-long river is an exaggeration.
It is simply a movable nuclear turret that fires at high speed.
Even at his current speed, running five thousand meters at full speed would take close to a minute.
In other words, if such a person takes action, he will not be able to escape!
"But this is just a rumor. Xian'er has never seen that battle."
Bai Xian'er was not sure, because she had never seen such a person take action.
Just hearsay.
In fact, the Red Sun Dharma King has been in seclusion all year round, and the number of times she has seen him can only be counted on her fingers.
The one who teaches them martial arts on weekdays is also their senior brother, Duan Yunlong.
"Junior sister."
While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.
After receiving the agreement, Bian You, who had a dark face, walked over carrying a small wooden box.
"Thank you for your hard work, senior brother."
Bai Xianer then smiled.
An Qisheng shook his head inwardly, as if you weren't the one who said he wanted to kill him before.
His soul-stealing technique has not yet been fully developed, and the area where it can work is very small. It cannot erase all the spiritual wisdom of a person like Tong Zhengyang. Therefore, what Bai Xian'er expresses is her true self.
"Junior sister."
Bian You pressed the box: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Senior brother, I won't bother you anymore."
Bai Xianer flipped her wrist, grabbed the box, and her smile disappeared:
"When we go out this time, I will be the leader. This is Senior Brother's oral instruction. You must remember it."
"Bai Xian'er, hello, you are fine."
Bian You's expression changed several times, he gave An Qisheng a sharp look and walked away.
An Qisheng naturally didn't take him seriously, and turned to look at the wooden box held by Bai Xian'er:
"This is........"
Bai Xian'er opened the wooden box and found many porcelain bottles of different colors inside. She smiled slightly and said:
"These are all elixirs secretly passed down by our Great Sun Demon Sect. This bottle is for treating external injuries, this bottle is for treating internal injuries, and these bottles are for increasing internal strength. One elixir can be consumed by an ordinary person. Monthly hard work......"
Bai Xianer introduced them one by one, quite like a little girl who had obtained a treasure showing off to her grandfather.
An Qisheng's eyes brightened slightly.
The Six Hell Demon Sect is the top sect in the world, and its secret elixirs are more effective than many elixirs in Tong Zhengyang's memory.
Immediately, he smiled slightly and accepted the elixir handed over by Bai Xian'er without any courtesy.
Naturally, he would not be polite to the spoils he deserved.
.........
The sun sets over the western mountains.
In Ronghua Mansion, a motorcade was driving through the streets, gradually approaching the City Lord's Mansion.
In front of the city lord's palace, Du Hangong, the lord of Ronghua Mansion and the chief official of the border area, led a group of people to greet him.
Mingtang and Du Hangong stood side by side, looking at the slowly approaching motorcade with respectful expressions.
Dafeng Qin Tianjian's job is to observe celestial phenomena, calculate solar terms, and formulate calendars.
The power seems to be inferior to that of the Six Gates Jinyiwei, but in fact, his status is extremely high in the hearts of today's emperors.
Because Han Changgong, the leader of Qintian Supervisor, is now the number one expert in the Dafeng Dynasty.
He was also the minister of Conglong before the current king came to power, and his power was overwhelming.
"Has the City Lord's Mansion arrived?"
A calm voice came out from the carriage.
"Back to your lord, the City Lord's Mansion has arrived. Lord Du and Lord Mingtang are waiting to greet you."
The driver who was driving the carriage responded respectfully.
"Mingtang..."
There was a cold voice in the carriage:
"A few months ago, I predicted that this person would die, but he didn't expect to escape? It's just some luck..."
The motorcade arrived in front of the city lord's palace.
"We respectfully welcome Mr. Huang Fu, Wu Guan Ling Tai Lang of Qin Tian Jian."
In front of the city lord's mansion, a crowd of people greeted him in unison.
"Xu~"
The carriage stopped.
"The sky is getting dark and luck is weakening. Who has Ronghua Mansion provoked, so that the calamity is overthrown and the official luck is unstoppable?"
There was a whisper from the carriage, and then he said coldly:
"There are still a lot of people in this world who have no king or father."
"Master Huang?"
Du Hangong was shocked and his attitude became more respectful:
"But I don't know what the Lord saw?"
The curtain of the carriage was raised, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar stepped on the kneeling 'human stool' and stepped out of the carriage, with his big sleeves fluttering:
"I saw a storm in Ronghua Mansion, and a massacre swept through."
"Sha Jie?"
Mingtang felt a hint of fear in his heart.
"Where's Mr. Xue?"
Huang Fu looked around with a cold expression:
"Master Xue sent a letter to Qintian Prison to invite me to come, but now he is not here. What does it mean?"
"Master Huang..."
Mingtang's heart thumped, and knowing the quirks of the Qintian Prisoners, he stepped forward:
"Sir Huang is aware that Zhao Changlin of Jishenzong has made an appointment with Mr. Xue on the bank of the Nanshan Mountain of Ronghua Mansion. He is not in the mansion at this time. Unless he comes to greet you..."
"Zhao Changlin?"
Huang Fu looked around, his eyes fixed on the south, his lips twitched, but he said nothing.
He just turned around and his expression suddenly became solemn:
"Sir Ming, I don't know who you want me to look up to this time?"
"Sir, do you see something is wrong?"
Mingtang's heart trembled, something bad happened.
Qin Tianjian was the most powerful person in Dafeng and could even predict the military situation and the country's destiny. This question made his heart sink.
Could this man have seen something?
