Qianmeier chuckled and said, "You didn't touch it because you touched it in the wrong place. Let me show you where your pulse is..."
She hid her left hand in her sleeve and slowly grabbed Ling Ning's hand, but she suddenly changed her moves just as she was about to touch it! As fast as lightning, thrust it into his eyes!
Ling Ning was already prepared to turn her head to avoid it, and then grabbed her left hand with a "pop" sound.
"Meier, what do you mean? Do you want to use force?"
"Qian Meier"'s smile did not change and she said calmly: "I know I can't hide it from you. I just want to get this jade hand back. Why do you have to force me so hard?"
Ling Ning came close to her face, stared at her and said, "Is the eldest princess Zhao Ying not dead yet? Where is she now?"
"What does it have to do with you whether she is dead or alive? Your rebel army has occupied the royal city, and even the Zhao royal family has been almost slaughtered. All dynasties will give a way to the monarchs of the previous dynasty, and you will kill them all without fear of future generations. Do you want to learn from others?"
Ling Ning then thought about it and thought what she said did make sense. The fall of the Zhao Kingdom was a foregone conclusion. The Zhao Kingdom was extremely corrupt and the people had long hated her. Even if the eldest princess had not died, no one would follow her in rebellion. There was indeed no need to kill them all.
"I don't want to kill them all, but Zhao Ying has done many evil things and practices evil arts. Who can guarantee that she will not be in trouble with the monarch of the new dynasty in the future?"
"What do you want, Your Excellency?"
"You can spare her life, but your cultivation will be destroyed."
"Your Excellency, you are saying this to be an enemy of our religion?"
"What sect do you teach? So what?"
Seeing the other party's eyes locked together, "Qian Mei'er" lowered her head as if showing weakness: "In that case..."
Suddenly she dwarfed, and then two small hands suddenly rushed out from her sleeves. What Ling Ning was grabbing were actually two artificial hands!
Then he waved his little hand towards his face, and two clouds of black smoke turned into skulls and rushed toward Ling Ning!
Ling Ning quickly retreated but it was too late. Two black skull-like clouds of smoke suddenly exploded in front of his eyes and disappeared. Before he could react, "Qian Meier" had already taken the jade hand!
Ling Ning didn't bother to check his own body. He made a sword spell with his right hand and stabbed the opponent with a fierce sword energy from his fingertips!
"Qian Mei'er" smiled slightly and was not afraid at all. She held her jade hand and also attacked him. The jade hand and the sword energy collided with each other, making a crisp "ding" sound.
The sword energy emitted from Ling Ning's fingertips was derived from the "Broken Star". It was so powerful that it was unexpected that it didn't break the jade hand.
He was about to give chase when he felt dizzy for a while, and then a strong tiredness came over him. He felt that his limbs were weak and his whole body was on fire. He quickly used the spirit transformation skills to eliminate these symptoms, but the feeling of weakness and discomfort continued unabated. increase.
"What kind of magic are you doing?"
In fact, these are all symptoms of fever and illness for ordinary people, but Ling Ning has never been sick since he was a child, so he doesn't know these. He only thinks that he has been hit by the other party's spell.
"Qianmeier" smiled and said: "You have been cursed by me, just wait for death, hahaha!"
Ling Ning gradually felt a splitting headache, and his whole body was itching and uncomfortable as if millions of insects were crawling around. He couldn't bear it anymore and fell to one knee. The hallucination of large colorful light spots began to appear in front of his eyes.
Seeing that the time had come, "Qian Mei'er" transformed her jade hands into sharp eagle claws and grabbed Ling Ning's head like black lightning!
Just when he was about to touch his scalp, Ling Ning's right hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the jade hand with a "pop" sound. The force was so amazing that the jade hand could not move any further! Then he raised his head and stabbed the opponent's waist and abdomen with sword energy from the fingertips of his left hand!
The secret room was very small. This was beyond Qian Meier's expectation. She didn't expect that the other party would still be able to resist after being hit by her "Five Plague Hands".
In desperation, "Qian Meier" quickly met his sharp sword energy with her other hand, and when her palms and fingers intersected, she made a loud "ding" sound! It was obvious that her hands had been sacrificed and turned into magic weapons, so she was not afraid of the sword energy at Ling Ning's fingertips.
But this finger still swung her palm away. Ling Ning saw the opportunity and couldn't miss it. She endured the discomfort and activated "Eye Skill·True Sight" to try to dispel the illusion in the field of vision. At the same time, she concentrated most of the true energy in her body and used her fingers as swords. With one move, "Broken Star·Star Pendant", it attacks the opponent's chest!
"Qianmeier" was shocked. She tried her best to turn sideways but still couldn't avoid it!
At this moment, she was holding the jade hand in one hand, which was tightly grasped by the opponent, and the other hand was numb and weak from the sword energy just now. In a flash of lightning, she let go of the jade hand, and then her five fingers were like silver hooks. What was usually a slap on Ling Ning's face was actually a life-for-life ruthless move!
However, she underestimated Ling Ning's finger. Although this finger had not touched her body, the sharp sword energy was already spurting out! A "whoosh" sound instantly penetrated her shoulder!
"Qian Mei'er" screamed and fell out, her vest hitting the rock wall!
Ling Ning could no longer bear the soreness and pain in her body, and finally sat down on the ground. Suddenly, someone outside shouted: "Xiao Ning, what happened?"
It's Qianmeier's voice!
The fake "Qian Mei'er" got up from the ground with blood on her lips. Although she wanted to step forward and snatch away the jade hand, she also knew that the enemy was coming. The guy in front of her looked weak, but he didn't necessarily have no ability to fight back. She knew she had lost her chance and escaped through the stone door without hesitation.
I heard Qian Meier shout loudly in the courtyard: "Who is this!"
Then there was a sound of fighting, and then Fan Ji shouted: "Mei'er, go check on Xiao Ning, I'll give chase!"
Qian Mei'er responded and quickly came to the secret room. She was about to go in when she heard Ling Ning say: "Mei'er, don't come in! I... I have been cursed and it will be passed on to you..."
Qianmei'er became even more anxious when she heard this: "If this... doesn't work, I will help you no matter what..."
"I...I have a way to get rid of it...you believe me...if you come in, you will only cause more trouble..."
Hearing what he said, Qian Meier had no choice but to stop: "Then...then I'll wait for you outside. If you need anything, call me anytime!"
"Okay, don't worry!"
"I didn't expect that girl to be quite nice to you." The palace master's voice rang in his mind.
Ling Ning had no time to reply. At this moment, he only felt that his body was hot and cold. When he was cold, he felt like falling into an ice pool, and when he was hot, he felt like a stove. Not only was his whole body sore and weak, as if his bones were melting, but he was also accompanied by thousands of insects biting him from within. Severe pain! It was as if there were countless caterpillars crawling under his skin, and the maddening itching made him want to scratch all the skin on his body. At the same time, the severe pain in his head was like countless rolling thunder exploding in his head. He no longer dared to open his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, there were countless hallucinations.
Although his mind was in chaos and dizziness, he still tried his best to maintain a little clarity. He knew that these were all due to the "curse", so he could only cross-legged and run the magic art, and at the same time, he made himself enter the "Zhixuji, keep quiet and calm" as soon as possible. ” realm.
"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be surprised when the sky falls. You will remain calm despite all changes, and your spirit will be calm and peaceful. You will forget yourself and remain one, and the six roots of great concentration..."
As he continued to recite silently in his heart, the pain and itching in his body gradually eased. The palace owner was very pleased to see that he had so skillfully put himself into a state of "quietness": "Xiao Ning, you want to remove the curse from your body. 'You must first taste all its pains. The 'curse' in your body is still very low-level. It is only formed by some plagues, such as cold, heat, soreness, pain, and itching. When these symptoms are brought to their extreme, they often make people lose consciousness. Chaos, resulting in mental breakdown... What you have to do now is to separate these 'plagues' from the body and then use them for your own use..."
Listening to the Palace Master's instructions, Ling Ning gradually found the trick. He could feel that these "plagues" were just "toxins" attached to the true essence. Different from drug toxins, these "plagues" seemed to be some kind of spiritual damage, so the Soul Transformation Art cannot absorb them, and he can only rely on himself to use his mental power to extract them bit by bit.
Time passed little by little, and with his efforts, he finally peeled away those dark "plagues". At this time, the palace master said again: "Go on, use your 'Qingluan Demon Fire' to refine these 'plagues' bit by bit, Make them work for you.”
Ling Ning nodded and began to mobilize the demonic fire in his body to melt these dark "plagues"...
When he opened his eyes two hours later, he felt refreshed, like a patient recovering from a serious illness.
He took a long breath and released some "Qingluan Demonic Fire" from his fingertips. The outer flame of the begonia-red flame showed a faint black color, as if a light-colored ink pen was used to outline the shape of the flame.
Looking at the beating demon fire, Ling Ning said: "Finally, the refining is complete. Although this 'plague' is not fatal for a while, it is disturbing to people's minds. If they are distracted during the battle, wouldn't it give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of it? Now my With the blessing of 'plague', the demonic fire can silently put the enemy into a state of 'disease'. Unfortunately, this power is too small. It would be great if more 'curses' could be incorporated into it."
The Palace Master said: "Even so, I would like to remind you that doing so will make you go further and further in the direction of evil cultivation. Although there is no difference in the ways to enhance strength, these are just small paths, compared to Huanghuang The road is still far from perfect.”
Ling Ning was stunned and said: "What is the Huanghuang Avenue?"
The palace master said: "The Huanghuang Avenue is the avenue of heaven and earth. It is not angry to be powerful, and it is not to fight to subjugate others. The king's energy is gathered into one body, making people have the heart to kneel down and worship at a glance. Like the scorching sun hanging high in the clear sky, I am the only one in the sky and on the earth. Sovereign!"
Ling Ning was stunned and asked blankly: "Then how can we build the Huanghuang Avenue?"
The palace master just chuckled this time but did not answer.
Ling Ning also knew that with his current strength, it was too shallow, and asking was in vain. He picked up the dark jade hand on the ground, and now he could feel the heavy "plague" aura attached to it. He was almost certain that this The owner of the hand is Zhao Ying! The aura of "Qian Meier" does not match that of Yushou, but her true energy seems to come from the same path, and she should be a fellow disciple of the same sect.
An idea suddenly came to his mind: "Palace Master, I remember you said that if Jade Hand is attacked, the body will also be affected..."
"Yes, it depends on whether the connection between the jade hand and its owner is close enough. From the current point of view, this jade hand should be a natal magic weapon. Although it has not been smelted yet, it is still powerful."
"What will happen if I inject 'Qingluan Demonic Fire' into the jade hand? Will it backfire on its owner?"
"Well, you can also refine it by the way. Although this jade hand is still a semi-finished product, it is enough to improve your demon fire."
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On the other hand, Yan Ke finally escaped back to the hiding place. She was pale and had a bloody hole on her right shoulder. Although the bleeding was no longer happening, half of her shoulders were covered with a thick layer of ice, and a coldness that penetrated her heart was still there. is spreading.
"What a terrible cold poison..."
She took out the elixir and stuffed it into her mouth, and then asked her fellow disciples who came around to help treat the wound. After struggling for a while, her face didn't look so ugly. Then she suddenly heard a scream. Although she was extremely tired, she got up quickly. Going to other stone rooms, I saw Zhao Ying struggling in pain on the bed, his face turning red and white, and there were large inexplicable burns on his body!
"No! There's something wrong with the Jade Hand! Could it be that boy's fault? He was obviously hit by the 'Five Plague Hands', and even if he didn't die, he would still lose a lot of energy... Could it be his companion? Why did Zhao Guo show up? Such characters, and there are three of them..."
Her head was in confusion, and she quickly shouted to other disciples: "Open the altar quickly! Invite the Buddha Mother!"
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After a whole night of hard work, Ling Ning finally completed the refining of the Jade Hand.
He walked out of the secret room and saw the rising sun. The fiery red light reflected on Qian Meier's cheeks, making her face even more charming. Looking at her bright and moving profile, Ling Ning's eyes seemed to be sucked and she couldn't bear to move away. For a moment, I was stunned.
Qian Meier seemed to have noticed something. She woke up from trance and met Ling Ning's gaze.
She said happily: "Xiao Ning, are you okay?"
Looking at the beautiful woman who had been guarding him all night, Ling Ning felt a warm current in her heart: "Well, I'm fine. Thank you for your hard work, Mei'er..."
Qianmeier shook her head, smiled gently and said, "Why do you and I need to talk about this..."
The two looked at each other, and they thought in unison: "It would be great if this moment lasted forever."
"How long do I say you two are going to look at each other?"
Fan Ji's figure fell from the sky and landed accurately between the two of them, blocking their entangled gazes.
"Master! It's great that you are okay!"
Qin Xi also trotted over, and the worry on her face finally turned into joy.
Ling Ning jumped over Huan Ji and cast a "helpless" look at Qian Meier, but what she received in return was a charming smile from the latter.
Ling Ning said: "I'm fine, but I made you worry!"
Fan Ji said: "I'm not worried about you, it's just that this silly girl and your precious disciple are worried about you..."
Qian Meier smiled and said: "Why am I worried about him? I have always had confidence in him. It is true that Xi'er is worried about Master!"
Qin Xi said hurriedly: "Although Xi'er is worried, he can't help. Uncle is still the most worried about Master and has been guarding Master all night!"
Fan Ji joked: "Okay, okay, one of you said you're not worried, but you stayed there all night, and the other said you couldn't help, but you sent people to track down all night. Regarding the whereabouts of the attacker, what is so good about this kid that makes you care so much about him? I fought with the enemy last night, but why didn’t you ask me a question? "
Ling Ning saw that the two women's faces were slightly red, and quickly changed the subject: "Did you fight with those people last night? Hehe, of course everyone didn't ask you because they believed in your strength. It's just that your skills were not as good as others and you were a little injured. , How could the dignified 'Uncle Master' get hurt so easily? This little thief must have been easily caught."
Qin Xi also said: "That's right, my uncle killed five enemies in a row last night. Xi'er is extremely envious!"
Qian Meier raised her eyebrows and said, "Hey, don't you always boast that you have rich practical experience? Letting the leader go this time is not in line with the demeanor of a 'great uncle'."
Fan Ji snorted and pretended to be angry: "You, you saw that he was fine and came back to life? Why didn't you help me chase the enemy last night? You just guarded this kid..."
Qian Meier laughed so hard that her branches trembled and said, "It's my fault! Why don't I apologize to you? Did you catch anyone alive last night? Do you have any clues about those people?"
Fan Ji rolled her eyes and didn't bother her. She said calmly: "There were six of those people here last night, and they all had extraordinary skills. Although I killed five of them, it seemed that those people had taken some kind of medicine and their bodies were dead after death." It quickly turned into a puddle of black water, leaving no useful information. Judging from their skills, they were not from the five major sects, but seemed to be some evil small sect. Their true energy was mixed with an unpleasant aura, which would make them People feel dizzy and exhausted.”
Ling Ning quickly told him about the "plague" that he had extracted from Yu's hands.
"Those people should be closely related to Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying should be seriously injured after I refined the jade hand, and his skin will be shed even if he doesn't die. Xi'er, you must be careful of their revenge."
Qin Xi nodded: "I could still handle those people last night if they were fighting alone, but I can't handle the leader. It seems I have to work harder to practice."
Fan Ji said: "Xie'er, call back those soldiers who were sent out. They may be members of a certain cult. It's better not to anger them."
Qin Xi nodded to express his understanding.
At this moment, Fan Ji seemed to have realized something. She took out a scroll of jade slips that kept shining brightly from her ring, opened it and read the contents on it. For a moment, she put down the jade tube with a strange expression on her face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "This is the message from the fellow disciples of Xianchen Continent. You may not believe it when I tell you that many young monks in Xianchen Continent actually died overnight. They all had the same dream!”
