In the main hall.
The senior elders of Xuanji Star Palace sat in silence, all of them with gloomy expressions and silent words. The atmosphere was cold and chilly, and you could hear a needle drop.
"Yunmeng Tiangong? What a Yunmeng Tiangong!"
On the high platform, Headmaster Yan Qinyang paced back and forth with a dark face: "Their disciples dared to set up an ambush to kill our leader, and also harmed so many elites in our sect. This is completely not letting me, Xuanji Star Palace, go." Do you see it? It seems that the lessons given to them thousands of years ago were not enough, so that they have forgotten the majesty of the sect!"
"Hmph! If those supreme sects hadn't stopped us, we would have destroyed this sect thousands of years ago. How could we have given them a chance to survive to this day?"
The elders below remained silent. Although the senior officials of Xuanji Star Palace have the ambition to expand the territory and establish a great Taoism, the surrounding Supreme Taoism is not an idiot. How can they watch you become a big man? It is bound to intervene, and it would be abnormal not to interfere.
Therefore, in the past thousand years, although the influence of the Xuanji Star Palace has become greater and greater, the constraints it has received, both overt and covert, have correspondingly increased, and many of the things it wants to do have not gone so smoothly.
They knew this very well, and the Supreme Leader also knew this very well.
After a while of silence, Yan Qinyang asked coldly: "How is Yan Lingji's injury? How long will it take to recover?"
An elder deacon hurried over, bowed and reported: "The injuries on the physical level are no longer serious and can be recovered soon. The injuries on the soul level are more troublesome. If we treat them regardless of the cost, we can probably recover in about a month." Same as before, just..."
Yan Qinyang's eyes were cold and stern: "Just what?"
The elder deacon hesitated for a few breaths, then gritted his teeth and said: "After a comprehensive examination by the Supreme Elders, Yan Lingji's Qi and blessings were severely damaged, and were no longer 30% of what they were before entering the secret realm. As a result, his destiny dropped by a large level. , and the luck is still slowly losing, and there is no sign of recovery at all.”
The high-ranking elders around him all became distraught, and their luck was damaged. This was a much more troublesome problem than any injury. With Yan Lingji's situation, if the seed of this evil genius was destroyed, Most of the time, the expected future achievements will drop by one or two major levels, and even the first-class genius seeds will be a little reluctant.
When a monk dies in the Mysterious Mist Realm and returns, his luck will be lost to a certain extent, but usually it will not exceed 20%. With the protection of Tianyin Palace, this important treasure, the loss can be reduced to about 10%. This has happened countless times in the past. Proven things.
Therefore, the changes in Yan Lingji's body puzzled the senior elders. Could it be that he had done something so outrageous in the secret realm that he was disgusted and rejected by the laws of heaven and earth there?
In an instant, Yan Qinyang's eyes became extremely terrifying, like an evil dragon that chooses people to devour: "Repeat what you just said!"
The deacon looked pale and tremblingly repeated the conclusion reached by the elders. At the end, he added: "The reason for the loss of Yanling's luck and fortune is not yet clear, but those who came back in the same batch After inspection, a group of disciples found that there was no such problem, and their luck loss was within a reasonable range and did not exceed the records observed in the past."
Yan Qinyang's face turned extremely ugly: "Why is this happening?"
"The Supreme Elders have not figured out the reason yet and are still discussing and analyzing it."
Seeing that he could no longer ask anything new, Yan Qinyang held back his anger and waved his hand, asking the elder deacon to exit.
"How do you think this should be handled?"
The headmaster looked around at everyone in the hall and asked expressionlessly.
The elders below looked at each other in confusion. This was really hard to say. If we followed past practices, Yan Lingji's situation would have made the senior management consider giving up.
But Yan Lingji is the founding disciple of the Supreme Headmaster, a leader among the new generation of disciples of the sect, and a popular candidate to compete for the position of the next generation of headmaster. In a sense, he is a flag of the sect. Things are not that simple to deal with.
Within the sect, many powerful factions have chosen to bet on Yan Lingji. Even some Supreme Elders have invested a lot in him. If he collapses, it will mean that these factions have passed away. All the investment was in vain, and all the money was lost! How can this be accepted by the big shots?
Furthermore, the sudden loss of one of the four monster-level genius seeds in Xuanji Star Palace will inevitably affect the future high-level power structure, and the shock caused to all aspects is difficult to explain at the moment.
Xie Changqing, the elder of Tianxin Palace in charge of criminal law and punishment, said: "Master, Yan Ling is the mainstay of the new generation of our sect. There is no room for loss. He must be treated at any cost. As for the loss of luck, it is easy to deal with it. You can send Special envoys are visiting the Luck Palace with generous gifts. As long as we persuade them to help, it shouldn't be difficult to resolve the matter satisfactorily."
Others may not know it clearly, but he, a confidant of the Supreme Headmaster, understands that Yan Lingji is nominally the founding disciple of the Supreme Headmaster, but is actually his flesh and blood. When Yan Lingji's mother was not yet married, she had an affair with Yan Qinyang, who was still the Taoist prince, so she had this child.
If it were someone else, Yan Qinyang might have agreed with the opinions of the Supreme Elders, but when the person being abandoned was his own son, that was another matter.
Yan Qinyang's expression softened: "That's it, let Yan Lingji retreat first, and just use whatever resources are needed without considering the cost."
…
In the secret medicine mountain.
Qin Muling and her senior sister have gradually penetrated into the core area of Yaoshan. With the help of their innate magical powers, they can avoid various restricted and dangerous places in time, and there are basically no dangers along the way.
In order to prevent monks from secretly tracking him with the help of some secret techniques, Qin Muling also deliberately took many detours and used his innate supernatural powers to explore the rear from time to time. No matter whether it was a human race or a foreign race, he did not want to act like a ghost without alerting himself.
Light and rain are falling, auspicious clouds are filling the air, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants that cannot be named are everywhere. In the mid-air, large golden light balls floated up and down, floating aimlessly, trailing a faint bright trail. Inside the light balls, you could vaguely see the miraculous spiritual birds sleeping.
On a plain at the end of the field of vision, Qin Muling saw an incredible scene. Ganoderma lucidum trees turned into little people, not just one or two, but thousands of them. They were riding ponies and wearing helmets. They lined up neatly on the plain, practicing the art of changing military formations and combining attacks under the command of the leading generals, just like the army of a secular dynasty.
Since that place was far beyond the detection range of the innate magical power, Qin Muling did not dare to determine whether what he saw was an illusion or a real scene.
The pressure in the surrounding space is getting stronger and stronger. If it were an ordinary Ascension Realm monk, he might not be able to sustain it for long before all his magic power is exhausted. Even with powerful magic weapons, it is difficult to guarantee that it will be foolproof. Of course, with the Qinglian phantom transformed by Qin Muling , it is not difficult to resist this pressure.
"Junior brother, your luck seems to have increased a lot. What's going on?"
Qi Yalan next to her asked. Although she was not good at fortune-telling and qi-numerology, she was still good at the simple secret technique of looking at qi. Moreover, with her close relationship with Qin Muling, it was not difficult to detect changes in this aspect.
Qin Muling said: "I'm not sure. It seems that it started to change after killing those monks before. Could it be that they contributed to it?"
Qi Yalan thought thoughtfully: "Killing to seize luck? Do the laws of heaven and earth here also support such behavior? That is easy to understand."
"I hope there will be more guys like this in the future."
Qin Muling smiled and didn't say much. If his estimate was correct, this luck should be contributed by the unlucky ghost Yan Lingji. He seemed to be killed by the dangerous situation in the extreme realm transformed by the sacred tree. In fact, It was the secret method used by the innate Hongmeng spirit seed, and he was severely cheated without anyone noticing.
That is to say, Qin Muling's cultivation level is too low, and the innate Hongmeng spiritual seed has not yet grown up. If his cultivation level is a few realms higher, I am afraid that Yan Lingji will be destroyed after being attacked, and even his belt and bones will be destroyed by the innate Hongmeng spirit. The spiritual seeds were swallowed cleanly.
Of course, even so, the benefits that Qin Muling can get now are quite amazing. That Yan Lingji is indeed a lucky person who has great luck and is favored by fate. If it weren't for this accident, he would have great hope of becoming a Xuanji star in the future. The next generation headmaster of the palace, and eventually grew into one of the few giants in the Taixu Star Sky.
If you really want to count, among the four direct disciples of Mu Yinghua, except for Xue Bingxuan, who can barely compete with Yan Lingji in terms of luck, the remaining three are no match for him.
However, the appearance of Qin Muling has raised the fate of the senior sisters to a new level, which is already equivalent to the level of the so-called demon-level genius seeds, and has the potential to go further in the future.
As the two of them walked along, Qin Muling took all the elixirs and herbs they encountered along the way, whether they were useful or not.
Later, it was Qi Yalan who stopped her junior brother from doing this. After all, the capacity of the bracelets and rings they carried was limited, and it was impossible to move the entire mountain of medicine back. They could only choose the most precious types to pick and collect.
But even so, after one day and one night, all the spatial bracelets and rings on the two of them were still nearly full.
We can only blame Qin Muling's innate divine power for being too terrifying. Without being affected by the formation restrictions and without other monks interfering, the harvesting efficiency was too high.
"Let's find a place to retreat for a while, eat all the holy medicines that are suitable for us, and take the rest back to resell." Qi Yalan suggested.
Qin Muling agreed: "Okay, take this and we'll rest."
High in the sky, among the magnificent purple clouds with a radius of thousands of acres, there are dozens of hazy, dream-like purple-gold magic medicines growing in the sky. They look like water lilies, each one is ten feet in size, with brilliant golden lotus leaves. The light flowed upwards, and fragments of rich Taoist rhyme spread around.
"I'll do it."
Qin Muling said that in his perception, most of the purple and golden water lilies on the cloud were illusions. There were actually only two real magic medicines. Once the remaining ones were touched, they would immediately trigger a series of extremely vicious restrictions. If you attack, you will have to peel off your skin if you don't die.
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