sinovels Chapter 241
Chapter 241
dining room.
Seeing the two of them coming back, Zi Sheng rushed up to meet them and asked, "Senior Brother Xi Yang, Senior Brother Qiu Ting, how are you doing, have the head and deputy head eaten the spiritual food we gave you?"
With a smile on Xi Yang's delicate face, he said, "I didn't see the head and the others eating, but seeing the expression of the deputy head, he is very happy."
Zisheng heaved a sigh of relief and smiled happily, "It's fine if you're happy."
Xihe stood up, pulled Xi Yang to the table and sat down on a stool, drooling three thousand feet, "Senior Brother Xi Yang, let's have dinner."
Xi Yang looked around, saw everyone looking at him expectantly, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, dinner."
Eating hot spiritual food around the table like this is a memory from a long time ago. At this moment, everyone is very happy, as if there is light in their eyes, filling their stomachs and warming their hearts at the same time.
While Xi Yang was eating, his eyes suddenly became hot, Master, thank you for finding such a good master for us!
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After eating, Lan Chuya continued to make alchemy, and this time he still opened ten furnaces.
He failed one furnace just now, which shows that his current ability is not enough. If he wants to increase the number of medicine furnaces, he needs to wait for ten furnaces to be completely successful, otherwise there will only be more failures, which would be a pity.
While accompanying Lan Chuya, Yun Ziqing practiced quietly beside him. His realm needed to be consolidated, and then he was ready to break through to a higher realm.
The three of You Rongcheng also practiced in their own rooms. After so much experience, everyone understands that strength determines everything, and they are too weak.
And Hua Qingwen tried to refine the pharmaceutical furnace by referring to Lan Chuya's experience in refining pharmaceutical furnaces in his room. Lan Chuya put all Jinhe's top-quality gold sand into the gourd. Now there is no location requirement, and he can refine it anywhere.
Everyone was busy with their own affairs, so two days passed like flowing water.
On this day, Xi Yang, Fan Qiuting, and a few other disciples walked towards Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing's room, looking anxious and anxious.
Standing at the door of the room, Xi Yang took a breath, calmed down the panic in his heart, and then reached out to knock on the door, "Master, deputy head, I have something to see."
Lan Chuya was refining medicine and couldn't leave. Yun Ziqing opened his eyes from the state of cultivation, glanced at Lan Chuya, and got out of bed to open the door.
After opening the door, he walked out of the room and closed the door again before asking, "Why are you in such a panic?"
Xi Yang's face was pale, his tone was anxious, and he cupped his hands and bowed, "Master, Xihe keeps complaining that his stomach hurts, but I can't see the reason, so please go and have a look."
Fan Qiuting and several disciples looked at Yun Ziqing expectantly. Xihe was rolling on the bed in pain. He said it was because he was hungry, but now he eats three meals a day on time, so he shouldn't be hungry anymore.
Yun Ziqing looked sideways at the room, then nodded, "Lead the way."
Xi Yang's expression became excited, and the other disciples also showed a happy look on their faces, "Please come to the head of the sect."
In the room, Xihe covered his stomach, his face was pale from the pain, he broke out in cold sweat, covered his stomach and rolled over, and moaned, "It hurts...it hurts... Senior Brother Xi Yang, my stomach hurts so much, I can't stand it Now, can you give me a happy time?"
Yun Ziqing, who was walking at the door of the room, just heard this sentence and stopped in his footsteps.
While pushing the door, Xi Yang hurriedly explained, "Master, Xihe is young and ignorant, don't mind."
Yun Ziqing didn't speak, stepped into the room, and immediately frowned, devilish?
"Where has he been?" Yun Ziqing asked while walking towards the bed, his eyes were inquiring. When he entered the mansion, he was sure that everyone was normal. It might be from this mansion, no wonder...the man looked weird at that time.
Xi Yang followed Yun Ziqing step by step, and said anxiously, "Master, Xihe has always been with us, and has never been to any special place alone."
Zisheng, who was taking care of Xihe in the room, suddenly said, "Master, when Xihe entered the room, he told me that he seemed to see a cloud of black air, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Master, will it be?" Is it because of the black air?"
Black gas?That's magic energy! !
Yun Ziqing stopped beside the bed, with his index finger and middle finger together, and a cloud of indigo light condensed from his fingertips, which was shot at the center of Xihe's eyebrows with one finger. The body rolled down, sat up gratefully, and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Master."
Yun Ziqing nodded and looked left and right, "Xi Yang, Qiu Ting, you two support him and come with me. His problem needs me and the deputy head to solve it together."
"Yes, Master."
After Lan Chuya finished refining the medicine, he said to go to Yun Ziqing, just as he opened the door, he saw Yun Ziqing returning with someone, "What happened?"
Yunzi Manchu supported Xihe with his hands, and turned his head slightly to look backward, "You guys wait outside."
Everyone took a step back, "Yes, Master."
Lan Chuya took Xihe from Yun Ziqing's hand, and the cold aura emanating from Ziqing's body became colder and colder. Just after meeting Xihe for a while, Xihe was already shivering from the cold. When Lan Chuya supported him, he immediately Injecting spiritual power into him to relieve the cold, Xihe's face looked better.
After entering the room, Yun Ziqing swung his sleeves and closed the door, "Xihe, sit cross-legged."
Xihe trembled, followed his words without any resistance, and did not dare to speak. In front of Yun Ziqing, except Lan Chuya, and a few familiar friends and elders, no one could speak naturally, even Even looking at him makes me fearful.
Yunzi Manchu made a gesture with his hands, and then a golden water curtain appeared. With a push of his hand, the light curtain flew to cover Xihe, and Xihe immediately felt a sense of chaos. He closed his eyes and lost his sense of the outside world. into a state of ignorance.
"He was invaded by demonic energy, and that group of demonic energy is sucking his aura from his dantian, and is destroying his dantian, trying to demonize him and replace it."
Lan Chuya moved his eyes to Xihe's dantian, a little surprised, "Is the devilish energy so arrogant now?"
Yun Ziqing nodded seriously, "It's very arrogant."
Lan Chuya smiled brightly at Yun Ziqing, "No matter how arrogant I am, I won't be arrogant."
He took out the kung fu knife and drew a bloodstain on his fingertips, and then saw Xihe's facial features twisted, it was painful, and then there seemed to be something constantly impacting in his dantian, and small lumps appeared one after another. .
Lan Chuya grabbed Xihe's finger, and drew a bloodstain on his fingertip. At a speed visible to the naked eye, a small bag immediately swam from his dantian to the scar. Wherever it passed, the skin kept popping up. It looks a bit permeable.
The "little bag" ran out from the wound and turned into a cloud of black mist. The black mist was so excited that it ignored everything and rushed towards Lan Chuya's wound. Er Zhishi collected the black mist, trapped it in a palm-sized formation, and placed it on the table.
Xihe fainted, Lan Chuya's palm brushed against his wound, and the wound immediately returned to its original state, then he helped Xihe out and handed him over to his brothers who were waiting outside.
Lan Chuya handed him over to Xi Yang, "He's fine, let him rest more, and make up for his body."
"Yes, deputy head."
Lan Chuya nodded, turned around and returned to the room, closed the door, and walked towards the table, "Is this a little old devil?"
Yun Ziqing looked at Lan Chuya probingly, "Yes, but how do you know it likes your blood?"
Lan Chuya shook his head slowly, "Ziqing, if I tell you that this is intuition, would you believe it?"
Yun Ziqing showed no doubts, "Naturally, if I don't even believe in you, who else can I trust?"
Lan Chuya said with the most serious attitude, "Ziqing, I won't lie to you a single word."
"I know, me too."
Lan Chuya reached out to hold Yun Ziqing's hand, "Let's interrogate this little old devil together." He executed a trick to turn the blood on his hand into a layer of blood mist, and in the blood mist he drew a strange golden color. Sigil, and then pushed to the little old devil.
The little old devil was originally a cloud of black mist, but after being shrouded in blood mist, it finally turned into a three-year-old kid, chubby, naked, and quite cute, "Demon Lord, thank you My body." This is much faster than it's self-cultivation, the little guy looks very excited.
Lan Chuya glanced at Little Old Demon, took out a piece of clothing, made it smaller and put it on for him, "Ziqing, can you ask me a question?"
Yun Ziqing was already shocked by Lan Chuya's operation, "Chuya, don't worry about the interrogation, I am worried about you now, you are so obvious..." It has something to do with the devil, there must be something wrong with it .
Lan Chuya's eyes were clear, without any concealment, and he explained, "Ziqing, what I did just now was completely an instinctive reaction, as if I was born with it. We are together every day. You know best whether I have cultivated demons or not. And it is impossible for me to repair demons, Ziqing, you trust me."
"Chuya, it's not that I don't believe you, but I'm worried, just like me, if I do this for no reason, you will also be worried, right?" Yun Ziqing believed it, he closed his eyes, and circulated his spiritual power in his palm After inspecting Lan Chuya's whole body and making sure that there was no trace of demonic energy, he felt relieved a little.
"I'm definitely worried, Ziqing, I don't know why this happened." Lan Chuya waved the little old demon and the formation into the Qiankun space, then held Yun Ziqing's hand with both hands, staring at him, he He didn't worry about the devil's energy or anything, he was worried that Ziqing would hate him, and he was very clear about Renxiu's disgust for the devil.
Yun Ziqing was full of pity, if Chuya was possessed by demons, he must be the culprit, "Chuya, I'm sorry..."
"Okay, why do you apologize to me?" Lan Chuya pulled Yun Ziqing into his arms, feeling distressed, "Ziqing, it's none of your business, let alone this matter is obviously different, let's find out before we talk about it."
Yun Ziqing replied softly, "Okay."
With a trace of fear and panic, Lan Chuya asked, "Ziqing, if I really have a relationship with the devil, will you despise me?"
The devil represents killing, blood, evil, and all the bad things in the world. If he really becomes a devil, he will not be worthy of the glory, like a god of heaven.
Yun Ziqing thought about this question carefully, "Don't dislike it, if I can't help you cut off the relationship with the demons, then I will become a demon with you."
Lan Chuya couldn't help tightening the hand holding Yun Ziqing's arm, "Ziqing, I..."
"Chuya, you have forgotten that we are Taoist couples, and you have never done evil. Even if you become a demon, it is just a different way of cultivation."
Lan Chuya was very moved, "Ziqing, the luckiest thing for me is that I met you."
"Me too!" For a person who hasn't felt any other temperature in more than ten years, he is greedy for the heat and warmth brought to him by his first career.