"Jiuqu Yanluo?"
Qin Xinyao said curiously, and Qin Hongzhi also focused his attention on Lingsha.
Mirror Yingrong holds her hands empty, and the silk yarn moves and flies in mid-air, scattering silver stars.
"One of the main materials for refining Liuyue Tianluo Yi."
"What is Liuyue Tianluo Yi?"
"The magic weapon refined by Taoist Master Shixuan."
"Shi Xuan Dao Lord...?"
Qin Xinyao became more confused the more she asked.
Jing Yingrong: "A high-level monk who is good at forging magic weapons."
"Oh..." Qin Xinyao nodded blankly, then asked: "In other words, this is not a magic weapon, but a material?"
Jing Yingrong: "It's the leftover scraps."
"...The scraps are all so good." Qin Xinyao was a little speechless, "Then I think the Taoist Master Shixuan threw it away and was picked up by the monster, and finally took advantage of the stall owner. By the way, why can't we use it? Sister Rong, can you use it?"
Jing Yingrong: "Your spiritual power is not enough."
She paused and added: "Not enough, not strong enough."
Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi looked at each other in tacit understanding and accepted this expected answer very naturally.
Qin Hongzhi said: "Since it is scrap material, is there any other use for it?"
His words reminded Qin Xinyao, and she asked: "Can it be used as a weapon?"
Jing Yingrong said: "Yes."
After the words fell, Jiuqu Yanluo suddenly stretched straight, like thunder and lightning lasing the earth. A very thin crack instantly appeared on the ground. An instant later, Jiuqu Yanluo came out from the other end of the road.
Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi were stunned.
Jing Yingrong hooked her fingers, and Jiuqu Yanluo flew back, returned to her soft appearance, and gently held her arms from behind.
Qin Xinyao came back to her senses and said excitedly: "This one is good, this one is good, it looks good and can withstand your spiritual power. It is much better than ordinary spiritual weapons. Sister Rong, you can use it from now on."
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
Qin Xinyao said again: "You can give it a name."
Jing Yingrong lowered her head to look at the nine-curved smoke swaying on her arm, and said, "Yunluo."
"Yunluo? Well, not bad."
Qin Xinyao was cheerful, and Qin Hongzhi also smiled and said, "Congratulations, Miss Qin Rong, for your joy."
Jing Yingrong: "Thank you."
Ji Jie Bi said funnyly: "What kind of treasure is this?"
Jing Yingrong: "I have a magic weapon available. Do you want to go back to sleep?"
Jijie Pen: "..."
Jing Yingrong: "?"
Jijiebi: "Go back, I'll stay with Yan."
Jing Yingrong put the Jijie pen into the ring.
Qin Xinyao covered her belly and said, "I'm a little hungry. Let's go eat?"
Qin Hongzhi curled his lips and said, "Let's go, I'll be the host."
"OK!"
…
The next day, the ancestor of the Qin family issued a summons. All the Qin family members who were in Hong Chunlin rushed back, and the Qin family members gathered in the square inside the mansion.
When Qin Xinyao arrived, she saw Qin Jianming standing under the ancestor of the Qin family, his face full of grayness and dejection, as if he had aged a lot overnight.
On the other side, the tall young man and others who were guarded by the Qin family's guards also had expressions similar to Qin Jianming's.
Qin Hongzhi squeezed through the crowd and walked to Qin Xinyao, asking: "Isn't Qin Rong with you?"
Qin Xinyao just stood on tiptoes and looked in front of her, and said, "She doesn't like crowds. I've asked for permission from my ancestor, and it's okay."
Qin Hongzhi nodded and said nothing. He looked around and saw that everyone around him was focused on the front and no one was paying attention to them. He quietly put something into Qin Xinyao's hand and whispered, "This is for you."
Qin Xinyao turned to look at him in surprise, and was about to ask a question when the ancestor of the Qin family said loudly: "Qin Xinyao, come forward."
Qin Xinyao instantly became the focus of many people's attention. She didn't bother to ask Qin Hongzhi, and hurriedly put the things Qin Hongzhi gave her into the storage ring, and then walked to the ancestor from the road out of the way of the crowd.
The ancestor of the Qin family nodded at her slightly, then faced the Qin family and announced that Qin Jianming had colluded with foreigners to murder Qin Xinyao.
Everyone was shocked, and looked at Qin Jianming with various meanings.
Qin Jianming felt like he was mourning his heir.
"I will ask the Ning family for an explanation later on you guys." The ancestor of the Qin family said to the tall young man and others. They all turned pale and lowered their heads and said, "Let the seniors handle it."
"As for Qin Jianming," the ancestor turned his eyes and said with a deep look, "your crime is unforgivable. According to the laws of the Qin family, I will abolish your cultivation today and expel you from the Qin family. From now on, your life and death will not be the same. , has nothing to do with the Qin family anymore."
After saying that, the ancestor of the Qin family sacrificed a flag-shaped magic weapon. The magic weapon flew above Qin Jianming, and the flag flickered, releasing a golden light, covering Qin Jianming.
Qin Jianming seemed to be in great pain. He slowly knelt down, his whole body trembling and his face twisted to the extreme.
The shadow of a round pill emerged from his dantian, slowly rose into the sky, bathed in golden light, and then collapsed.
Qin Jianming spit out a large mouthful of blood, and there were tiny golden fragments in the blood.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and people's voices filled with fear were vaguely heard: "The golden elixir, the golden elixir is broken!"
Qin Jianming's face was as white as paper and his eyes were dark. He wiped the blood from his lips, stood up staggeringly, and bowed deeply to the ancestor of the Qin family: "Thank you, ancestor, for saving my life."
The ancestor waved his hand: "I am no longer your ancestor, please leave."
Qin Jianming bowed again, turned and walked towards the door.
From beginning to end, he never glanced at Qin Xinyao.
Qin Xinyao stared at Qin Jianming's disappearing figure, her lips pursed tightly, her eyes dark and deep.
It wasn't until the door closed that everyone looked back, as if they were waking up from a dream.
"Next, I want to announce the second thing."
The ancestor said loudly.
"I have decided to designate Qin Xinyao as the candidate for the head of the family."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
The ancestor of the Qin family ignored the people who were talking about it, and the voice of Yuanying's coercion overwhelmed the whole audience.
"Qin Xinyao."
"Junior is here."
"In twenty years, if you can achieve the golden elixir, you will become the head of the Qin family; if not, I will choose someone else. Do you understand?"
"This junior understands. This junior will do his best to live up to the expectations of our ancestors."
Qin Xinyao's answer was clear, powerful, and resounding. Even in the face of the power of Nascent Soul, her momentum did not weaken.
The ancestor of the Qin family said "Okay". He looked at the Qin family members with different expressions and said, "Does anyone have any objections?"
After the suffocating silence, a voice came from the crowd: "Ancestor, the third round of competition is not over yet. Is it unfair... appropriate to decide the candidate now?"
The ancestor of the Qin family did not look angry and said: "Qin Xinyao's team has found two tokens, what about you?"
No one spoke for a while.
"You haven't been able to find one so far. Therefore, I think there is no need to continue the third round of competition."
The ancestor finished speaking calmly, and there was no one to refute.
