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Xie Yun turned his face, under the dim light of the secret room, Ying Baiye's expression was silent, and there was no displeasure on his face after losing the game.
You should take back your sight in the night.
This result was really beyond his expectations, Xie Yun kept looking at him, Ying Bai Ye was silent for a moment and glared at Xie Yun.
Xie Yun laughed heartily.
Wei Qinghe lowered his head and started to organize his clothes. He whispered: "The deceased has passed away, and I have no means to return to the sky. I only ask Shang Zong to preside over justice for Tianxiangmen. I am willing to abdicate and ask Shangzong to take over Tianxiangmen."
His longevity is approaching, and he will follow Yun Yan soon. The Tianxiang Sect was originally a small sect that was attached to the Silver Moon Sect. Now the two people with the highest cultivation level have died one after another, and the inner disciples have withered away. Once they leave the blessing of the Silver Moon Sect, they will definitely be divided between the left and the right.
Lu Zhuoyu said: "You think about it, Tianxiangmen passed to you, it happens to be the ninth generation."
The spiritual veins of Tianxiang Sect are not high in yield, and it is very troublesome to maintain. It is thankless for the big sects, but the Yinyue Sect has only more than a hundred disciples, even the low-yield small spiritual veins are enough.
Wei Qinghe: "The disciples are withered, and they are unable to support the Tianxiang Sect. If they support it, I am afraid that even the surviving disciples will not be able to keep it."
He smiled miserably and said, "Yun Ran died, I have a big funeral, one is to pay homage to Yun Ran, and the other is to drag it to the young master, so that everyone on the left and right will know that my Tianxiangmen has not reached a dead end."
Lu Zhuoyu's fingers hanging on the hilt of the sword folded his arms: "Have you found no trace of the murderer at all?"
Wei Qinghe shook his head: "I can't find it. There is only one fatal wound on Yun Ran's body, and there is no sign of a fight in that place. Although Yun Ran's cultivation base is vain, he is an out-of-body monk after all. Kill them! Our Tianxiangmen have always kept themselves safe, and this is a disaster!"
Although he was numb and exhausted, he was still uncontrollably excited after speaking, his face flushed morbidly, and he coughed while leaning on the table.
Lu Zhuoyu said: "Since this is the case, the top priority is to retrieve the souls of these disciples."
When they were talking, Rong Cheng had already checked the disciples who had lost their souls, and had already understood their general situation: "The soul has been detained, but fortunately, the connection between the body and the soul is very strong, I can use the medicinal pill to stabilize it. This feeling, but if the soul can't return to its place within two days... I can't keep it."
The soul leaves the body for a long time, and the connection with the body gradually weakens. When the connection is broken, the soul cannot return to its place.
Rong Cheng could use medicinal pills to stabilize this connection, but even the best medicinal pills were subject to time constraints.
Wei Qinghe said, "Two days... Can Zunjia be delayed a little longer? I'm afraid it's too late to track down the murderer..."
"It's too late," Ying Baiye said lightly, "take the blood from the fingertips, and I can make eleven special life cards now..."
The rest of the words suddenly disappeared, and Ying Baiye realized that he had no spiritual power at the moment, and was completely a mortal.
Wei Qinghe quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Ying Baiye looked at Xie Yun expressionlessly: "It's just... I need the help of the Lord."
Before he finished speaking, Ying Baiye had already guessed what expression Xie Yun would show, it must be a sly and natural expression.
Sure enough, Xie Yun put his hands on Ying Baiye's shoulders: "Of course this deity will help you."
Although it was a fake fit period, it did not prevent Xie Yun from showing off in front of Ying Baiye.
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Chapter 76 Guiding Dan
Tianxiangmen
Wei Qinghe took eleven shallow plates, each with a drop of fingertip blood: "This is the fingertip blood of a lost soul."
After he put down the blood on his fingertips, he immediately bowed and walked out.
Ordinary life cards are very unpopular, but they are gradeless spiritual tools refined from the blood of the disciple's fingertips or hair.
Since the lord said that he wanted to refine it by secret method, it would be better for him to avoid suspicion.
outside the door
Lu Zhuoyu and Rong Cheng stood together.
Rong Cheng just checked the situation of the lost soul cultivator again, and there is a little hesitation in his eyes at this moment.
Lu Zhuoyu stood outside the door and put one hand on Nie Sha: "Why is this expression? It's very troublesome?"
Rong Cheng frowned: "It's more difficult than I predicted. Although the connection between the soul and the body is very strong, I'm afraid it's the strong emotions that the soul has after being tortured."
Lu Zhuoyu's fingertips moved: "Don't be so anxious."
Rong Cheng forced the worry off his face and said with a smile, "Young Master, look at this. This is licorice, it likes yang, it is hot, and the entrance is slightly bitter and sweet, and it often stands near the spiritual meridian. I just asked, Tianxiangmen. There is an acre of cotton licorice field, and I want to use these cotton licorice to refine Guining Dan.”
Gui Ning Dan, a sixth-grade medicinal pill, is a medicinal pill that warms and nourishes the soul.
Although the eleven cultivators of Tianxiangmen had one soul taken away, there were still two remaining souls left in their bodies, and Gui Ning Dan could condense these scattered souls.
The eleven cultivators have been out of the body for a day or two, and they don't know if they have been tortured. If their souls are weak, it will be difficult to return to their positions.
Therefore, even if the living soul can be found immediately, the medicine pill is needed to assist the soul to return to its place.
Lu Zhuoyu's eyes were vacant when he heard it, and he immediately woke up when he heard the last: "Change another one. Gui Ning Dan is a sixth-grade medicinal pill, and you don't even have the cultivation level of the peak out of the body. Refining sixth-grade medicinal pills is prone to backlash."
There are five alchemists enshrined in the Yinyue Sect, and only one of them can barely refine sixth-grade medicinal herbs, and the remaining four are fifth-grade alchemists.
After all, refining medicine also needs to be supported by cultivation. Some high-grade spiritual medicines contain extremely rich spiritual energy. Low-level monks cannot refine them, but they will be backlashed by spiritual medicines.
Therefore, the sixth-grade pharmacist is himself a monk at the peak of out-of-body or even distracted. A small sect like Yinyue Sect can't afford a serious sixth-grade pharmacist.
Rong Cheng: "I can try my best. Gui Ning Dan's prescription is not the best. When the dosage is increased or decreased, the medicinal properties will be harmonious and the difficulty will be reduced."