When the sisters saw that he was serious, they were shocked and begged repeatedly. Qingyu ignored it and tightened the vines again. Qinglan's face turned purple and her eyes bulged. "It's not too late to hand over the demon fetus now!"
Qinglan didn't struggle, she just said one word: No!
Qingyu was furious and wanted to use more methods. Qingzi rushed over and hugged her legs, bursting into tears, "Senior sister, there are so many mistakes. He is our junior brother, how could you kill him?"
Everyone cried and begged, and the senior sister was so distraught that she didn't know how to deal with it. At this moment, a fragrant fragrance of flowers wafted over, and the expressions of all the disciples changed and they greeted him solemnly.
When the spirit immortal arrived, his face was as dark as water, and his eyes swept over everyone's faces, "It's such a quiet night, making noise here, disturbing this immortal's Qingxiu, what crime should I do?"
All the disciples hurriedly bowed and apologized. Qingyu was about to report the crime when Lingxian waved her hand to stop her and turned to look at Qinglan. "Qingyu did the right thing. You ignored the sect rules and made a big mistake. Hand it over now to reduce your pain." Guilt.”
Qinglan's eyes were empty, her lips twitched, and she still said one word: No!
Lingxian was furious, Liu Yunfei stretched out his sleeves, and spurted out a shocking force. Qinglan fell several feet away and coughed out several mouthfuls of blood. "You evil disciple, dare to disobey me? Hand it over quickly, this is your last chance!"
Qinglan stood up with difficulty, raised her head stubbornly, and looked at her master.
The spirit fairy was extremely angry, twisted her slender fingers lightly, and turned countless flowers and leaves into swords, shooting at Qinglan's chest. Qingzi screamed and rushed to protect him. "Master, please show mercy!"
The sword stopped just a short distance away from the two of them. All the disciples knelt down and begged for mercy. Qingzi was so angry that he slapped Qinglan several times and said angrily: "Are you obsessed? You are disobeying the master for the sake of an uncivilized little demon. Hand him over now!"
Qinglan was unmoved and said calmly: "Unless you kill me!"
"How dare you threaten me!" Lingxian's face turned livid, and his sword moved forward a few inches, pressing against Qinglan's throat.
Qingli screamed, kneeling and crawling to the feet of Lingxian, "Master, calm down! I remember the last rule of the sect, no matter what crime the disciple commits, as long as he suffers the punishment of 'blood miasma' for three days, the sin will be cured!"
Everyone was shocked and the scene became silent. Qinglan said: "I am willing to suffer the punishment of 'blood miasma' for ten days, but please master, please let this little monster go!"
Lingxian's expression changed. She suddenly sheathed her sword and flicked her sleeves, "If you insist on doing so, I will obey you. The flower demon will be left to Qingzi's disposal. Once you leave the fairy island, you will never set foot in it."
After the spirit fairy left, Qingyu let out a long sigh, "I blame my paranoia for mishandling things, disturbing the master, and causing great trouble to my junior brother. I am extremely ashamed!"
Qing Ziban suddenly came to his senses and rushed over to pinch Qing Li's arm, "What bad idea did you come up with? 'Blood Miasma' eats the heart and soul, doesn't it mean that it has destroyed junior brother's magic power?"
Qingli burst into tears and fought back with a small fist, "You said it lightly, do you want to watch the master kill him?"
Three days later, the night was bright and clear, and the spiritual spring was as quiet as ever. There is a barrier next to it, like a birdcage, and the fence is green and misty. Qinglan sat cross-legged among them, a red cloud lingering around him, circling like a ribbon, passing through his body in many places. Qinglan's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Qingzi came like the wind, looked at each other across the fence, and burst into tears, "Junior brother, you have suffered! 'Blood Miasma' is the inner breath of the South Sea Demonic Dragon. It enters the body like a thousand knives, corroding the heart and eroding the soul. You are suffering all kinds of pain and your abilities are completely useless. Why are you so stubborn? Do you have to suffer like this?"
Qinglan's mouth was bleeding, but she changed the subject, "How did that matter go?"
"I used the spiritual spring to enlighten her, and she transformed into a little girl. I entrusted her to a friend so that she would have no worries about her future."
"That's good, that's good!" Qinglan murmured.
Qingzi turned from sadness to anger, and pointed at his forehead, "You idiot, you are obsessed with ghosts, and you are contaminated with the magic of cultivating monsters. Why on earth are you?"
The corners of Qinglan's mouth twitched and she remained silent.
Qingzi noticed something strange and asked: "Junior brother, do you have any difficulties? Tell me and senior sister will bear it with you?"
Qinglan remained silent, and Qingzi became annoyed again. She turned around to hide her tears and flicked her sleeves, "You don't say anything because your wings are stiff. It's all my fault for being sentimental!"
Qingzi left, and Qinglan suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. At this time, there were waves in the spiritual spring, a water lotus rose up from it, and the immortals came riding on the waves. She went straight into the barrier, and a white light glowed in her palms, projecting onto Qinglan.
"I will use the Immortal Dew from the Spiritual Spring to help you resist the 'blood miasma', but you can only endure the pain by yourself."
"Master, don't worry, I can hold on!"
Lingxian suddenly hugged him into his arms and brushed his cheek with her slender fingers, "In the matter of 'White Territory', you exposed your strength. Someone took the opportunity and wanted to use my hands to destroy you. As a teacher, I can only use the trick. It's just that It’s hard on you!”
"For Master, Qinglan will never give up! But at the critical moment, you must not be distracted by me..."
Ten days later, when the moon rose, Qingyu absorbed the "blood miasma", the barrier dissipated, and Qinglan collapsed and fell unconscious. The sisters who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward and helped him up.
After calling repeatedly, Qinglan woke up leisurely. He looked around, but Qingzi was nowhere to be seen.
Qingyu nodded in praise: "Junior brother has gone through many tribulations and his will is as strong as steel. Even though he has lost his skills, it is not difficult to start over again. Don't be discouraged!"
The sisters took turns comforting her, some sighed, and some sobbed. Qinglan struggled to stand up and thanked him in return. At this time, there was a slight scolding, the scene became quiet, and everyone moved out of the way. Lingxian came over and faced Qinglan, "My teacher has spoiled you, acted arbitrarily and stubbornly. This is just a small punishment. From now on, my teacher will strictly discipline you!"
She waved everyone away, turned around and walked into the spiritual spring, followed closely by Qinglan. Lingxian waved her slender fingers lightly, and the bodies of the two of them sank slowly. The water surface was calm and there was no feeling of suffocation when entering the water. The water flow rolled up like colorful ribbons, and then turned into colorful bubbles and floated to the surface.
Sinking all the way to the bottom of the water, there is a secret room. The water surface reflects the starlight like a dome, forming a flowing and illusory sky, like a dream. Lingxian gently untied Luo Shang, revealing her charming breasts. Qinglan looked around without any evil thoughts.
"Master, according to my judgment, it can be said to be a mixed blessing!"
Lingxian lightly covered his clothes and listened to him continue. "You entered the Holy Land a thousand steps away and caused changes in your heart. It is very likely that you will achieve the 'Crystal Demonic Heart' that is rare in a thousand years and will become the source of your powerful magic power!"
"What's worrying is that if the mutation is too strong, it will gradually spread to other organs. If it is not controlled, you will die."
"Then what should I do next?" Lingxian said.
"Don't worry, Master! I will try my best to suppress the mutation. But I want to remind Master that the demon's heart mutates and the obsession doubles. You must restrain the demon in your heart, otherwise you will become obsessed and all your efforts will be wasted!"
The three mountains in the South China Sea are also the land of fairy spirits. It is said that they are protected by the dense aura of mirage dragons all year round, making it difficult for mortals to see them. Sometimes when the weather is fine, the true form occasionally appears. Mountains stand towering in the mist, and pavilions and pavilions appear and disappear. The world calls it a mirage and talks about it with great relish.
Surrounded by three mountains, there is a vast ocean with a magnificent wooden building named "Fuhua Temple". It is not surprising to see tall pavilions and carved beams and painted buildings. The huge buildings float on the water and rise and fall with the tide, just like the glitz and chaos of the world, which is quite appropriate.
In the corner of the Fuhua Temple, there is an attic that is neither surprising nor stunning, hidden among the buildings. However, this is the "Tianya Hai Pavilion", a famous place in the world and a sacred treasure hiding place in the South China Sea.
This morning, Venerable Sanshan finished his morning class. Standing on a high pavilion, looking at the rising sun in the distance, his heartstrings suddenly trembled. He then opened his five fingers and waved his palms, and several overlapping golden palm prints appeared in the air. The veins intertwined like golden threads, which was dazzling. The Venerable looked closely, then waved his hands to disperse the palm prints, which turned into gold stars and disappeared.
At this time, Little Miss came in and said: "Master, it's time for you to eat!"
The venerable waved his hand, "Don't worry, a distinguished guest is coming, so I have to go and greet the guest first!"
After the small mass, the Venerable tied up his hair with golden hoops and put on colorful cassocks. He turned around and left. The winding corridor made nine twists and turns, and the waves under his feet were calm. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at Tianya Hai Pavilion.
The blood-red door was closed tightly, the door nails were shining with gold, and there was no sign of anyone. The Venerable said to himself: "Did I come too early? The distinguished guest has not arrived yet?"
Someone next to me answered, "I'm not worthy of being an honored guest. How dare I work with His Holiness?"
The visitor appeared, dressed in green clothes and standing with his hands tied.
"You can enter the holy land a thousand steps away and still leave safely with a heavy load. Such a genius, I should personally greet you!"
Qinglan saluted, "I did it by luck, Your Majesty, you are laughing at me!"
The Venerable nodded, "Your ability can deceive the Domain Lord 'Jing Tong', why don't you enter the pavilion invisibly?"
Qinglan said: "Everyone knows that the Venerable can hold the sky with one hand and explore the sea with one finger, but they don't know that your 'divination' technique is unique in the world and no one can match it. No matter how I hide my traces, you will notice it." Why don't I ask you for advice openly?"
The Venerable praised: "You are indeed knowledgeable! I allow you to enter the pavilion, pick a treasure and leave!"
"I want to join the 'Zhou Tianjing'!"
This time the Venerable was startled and looked sharply at him, "Did the spirit fairy ask you to come?"
Qinglan shook her head, "I was not assigned by Master, I went there voluntarily."
The Venerable was a little sullen, and stretched out his sleeves, "Don't think that I don't know that something went wrong in your master's practice. It's understandable that you try to help her. But you want to enter the 'Zhou Tianjing', which is against the rules. I'm sorry that I can't help you!"
Qinglan saluted again and said: "I also know that only disciples who are masters and above are qualified to enter the mirror. Please ask the venerable sir to show mercy and allow disciples to enter the mirror."
The Venerable snorted coldly: "Zhou Tianjing is an illusory place that seals the ancient demons. It is very dangerous and dangerous. Even if the three immortals enter the mirror, the good or bad will be unpredictable. I will not let my disciples take risks at will."
Qinglan changed the topic, "I heard that our sect has a rule. If a disciple can take three moves from one of the three immortals, he can satisfy one of his conditions."
The Venerable narrowed his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife, "Young man, you are overestimating your capabilities, dare to declare a challenge to me?"
"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty!" Qinglan clasped her hands together, and her whole body emitted seven colors of light, forming a beautiful barrier.
The venerable nodded, "Your technique is really weird, I would like to see what's so magical about it..."
