Qi Buxiu opened his eyes drowsily. He had been living in a haze these past few days and could no longer remember where he was.
"You were going to die, but Luo saved you.
Boy, do you still remember how you got here?"
Luo Hong looked at Qi Buxiu, who was sitting against the wall, expressionlessly, and asked unhurriedly.
"This...Senior, the last memory of this junior is practicing in the spiritual chamber at home. May I ask what day it is today?"
Qi Buxiu's spiritual consciousness swept across Luo Hong, but he couldn't sense the slightest trace of magic power as if he were meeting a mortal. He suddenly realized in panic that he had met an expert, and his attitude was respectful and authentic.
"The ninth day of the lunar month."
"What! Nine days have passed! What on earth have I been doing these nine days? Why do I have no memory at all? Hiss!"
Qi Buxiu couldn't help but be extremely frightened after hearing this. After all, his life was hanging by a thread at all times during these nine days.
He tried hard to remember, but suddenly he had a splitting headache and couldn't help crying out in pain.
Upon seeing this, Luo Hong immediately used his consciousness and found that the man's soul was not damaged or restricted, but there was a faint glow of blood, which was obviously tampered with.
"Don't think about the past nine days. Let me ask you, have you ever taken blood ginseng, or have you encountered any strange things before?"
Qi Buxiu should have spent most of the nine days in this dungeon. Even if he thought about it, it would be meaningless. Luo Hong wanted to know more about blood ginseng.
"This... seems to be all available."
After Qi Buxiu pondered for a while, he seemed to have remembered something, and his face looked quite ugly.
It turned out that just a few months ago, Qi Buxiu had an adventure.
At that time, he was going to the family's resource point to check the accounts, but unexpectedly he encountered an evil foundation-building cultivator on the way, driving a vicious spirit to attack a group of people.
When he heard a woman calling for help, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took action to drive away the evil cultivator and rescued the convoy.
Then the owner of the motorcade took his young daughter to thank him in person and presented him with a pack of century-old blood ginseng as a thank you gift.
The century-old blood ginseng can improve Qi Buxiu's cultivation, so he naturally accepted it happily and escorted it diligently.
After he finished his family affairs and returned home, he immediately went into seclusion to refine blood ginseng until he woke up today.
"If you think about it carefully, this generation, the owner of the team that day was just a mortal, and his young daughter was only a qi-refining practitioner.
Even if this junior was very kind to him in saving his life, he shouldn't have been so generous. Now that I think about it, it's really weird."
Qi Buxiu realized the truth later.
"Humph, it's not that you didn't expect it at the time, but you fell into someone's charm from the moment you heard the cry for help.
Then the appearance of the young daughter of a mortal wealthy businessman shouldn’t be bad, right?”
Luo Hong said bluntly.
"Ahem, senior, I'm ashamed."
Qi Buxiu's eyes flickered and he spoke in an extremely unnatural manner.
Luo Hong didn't have the time to teach this young master a lesson. He had now basically understood the function of blood ginseng.
Obviously, if you eat too much of this thing, you will definitely be distracted and let others control you.
It is precisely because of this that the Sima family was able to capture so many immortal cultivators without making a fuss.
In addition, judging from the Sima family's deliberate efforts to capture Qi Buxiu, they must have a certain demand for foundation-building monks.
The most likely thing is that it is a task assigned by the forces behind it.
While Luo Hong was meditating, Qi Buxiu had almost rested under the medicine. After standing up from the ground, he walked to the two unconscious formation masters not far away and grabbed each other's sleeves.
Look through.
"Sure enough, it is the Sima family who is causing trouble! Senior, the ancestor of the Sima family has broken through the Nascent Soul realm decades ago. Fortunately, he has been in seclusion for many years. If we go down the mountain now, he will not be able to stop us in time!"
After seeing the word "Sima" embroidered on the sleeves of the array master, Qi Buxiu didn't know that he was being assassinated by the Sima family, so he immediately suggested it.
He has made up his mind that after he escapes back to his family, he will expose the Sima family's conspiracy to sell blood ginseng and attract a large number of wealthy families in Guangnan Prefecture to attack.
"I'm afraid you can't leave!"
A cold voice came from outside the stone room. Qi Buxiu shuddered and turned around to see Sima Xiao standing in the corridor, followed by Sima Qian and more than a dozen feeble figures.
"Ancestor, Senior Hou, how come you..."
After seeing the person clearly, Qi Buxiu's eyes widened and he shouted in horror. A strong sense of despair suddenly surged into his heart.
It’s over! Could it be that in these nine days, the Sima family destroyed all the aristocratic families in Guangnan Mansion?
...
Almost at the same moment when Qi Buxiu woke up, Sima Xiao, who was extremely proud when he saw the conspiracy succeed in the Shenwang Palace, suddenly changed his expression and glared at the family heads and said:
"You actually sent people to sneak into my Sima house!
Say! How did you know the location of the dungeon?!"
Hearing this questioning, all the Danjie family heads looked at each other. They didn't even expect that Sima Xiao would come out of seclusion and poison him, so how could they come up with such a clever plan to drain the fire from the bottom of the cauldron.
"Ancestor, something happened at Shuanglong Pavilion?
Those are the last batch of Mi Tuo bowls in the past ten years, and half of the captured foundation-building monks are among them, so you must not miss anything!"
Sima Qian immediately became anxious when he heard this, and after saying that, he set off to check.
"Someone has violated the secret restriction I left in the Lotus Room. It must be an old guy from a certain family who has sneaked in. You alone may not be able to deal with it.
Take these family heads with you, ancestor, and I will go there myself!"
Sima Xiao immediately suspected that one of these family heads had sent the old monster Jie Dan who was not born in his family to sneak into Shuanglong Pavilion.
These old monsters basically have the cultivation level of the late stage of forming pills, and they have stayed in this place for a long time. They are proficient in many difficult magical powers. Even if Sima Qian's cultivation level is comparable to them, he may not be able to keep them.
As for why he stopped force-feeding the blood ginseng of these Jiedan family heads and took them with them, Sima Xiao thought that he had misjudged the caution of these Jiedan family heads, and was afraid that they might have some backup plans, so he planned to take care of them himself.
After sending away the low-level family monks holding blood ginseng in their hands, Sima Xiao and Sima Qian set up a red escape light, wrapped up the defenseless Danjie family heads, and flew to Shuanglong Pavilion.
They opened the way with tokens and flew down without stopping, and everyone soon arrived at the second floor of Shuanglong Pavilion.
Seeing the blood all over the floor in each cell and the pale skulls lying on the ground, Sima Qian showed a ferocious look as if he wanted to kill someone.
Just because the magic weapon they want to refine must be completed in one go, if it is interrupted like this, all the previous efforts have been wasted.
Although Sima Xiao still had a stern face, the chill in his voice made all the Danjie family heads despair:
"If it is ruined, use their family monks to make up for it. There is still breath in the lotus chamber. Come with me quickly!"
However, Sima Xiao didn't know that all his actions were under Luo Hong's watchful eye.
"It's a little slow to come, but it'll be good if you get here."