Yi Shuihan took out the seventh kit given to her by Qinglian. She remembered that Qinglian said that as soon as the sixth calamity passed, the seventh kit would be invalid. Perhaps the seventh kit was the key to unlocking the sixth tribulation.
The key to disaster.
But the kit couldn't be opened. She tried every means, including cutting with knives, pricking with needles, hitting with stones, even burning it with fire, and soaking it with water. However, the kit was fireproof, waterproof, and sharp-edged weapon-proof. Even after working on it for a long time, it was still open.
Untouched, no damage, and brand new without a single wrinkle.
Now Yi Shuihan was depressed. What kind of material was this kit made of? What she saw and felt was the same as ordinary silk. She really couldn't figure it out.
The door slowly opened, and there was a man standing outside. He had snow-colored fox fur, silver hair, and a pale face. He almost blended into the snow on this dome-shaped peak.
He stood quietly, looking so helpless and weak, as if he would fall over if the wind blew.[
"Qinglian, what's wrong with you?" Yi Shuihan walked over, stretched out his hands to push away the snow on his hair and fox fur, and pulled him into the house. Why did he become like this all of a sudden?
This time it was Yi Shuihan's turn to use his internal power to heat the water in the teapot, and then poured a glass of water for Qinglian. Qinglian seemed to be used to drinking warm water.
"Warm the stomach." Yi Shuihan put the cup into Qinglian's hand.
Qinglian looked at Yi Shuihan, then blankly picked up the cup and drank the water. He couldn't even feel the temperature of the water. How could he finish the water? His expression was complicated, including panic, struggle, and hesitation.
"Qinglian, what happened?"
"Shui Han, I'm sleepy."
"Then go to sleep."
"Shuihan, sleep with me." Qinglian prayed with eyes filled with tears.
Yi Shuihan hesitated for a while, but finally agreed. She didn't know what to do with Qinglian.
The room was quiet, with the white gauze fluttering slightly and half covering the bed.
"Qinglian, my injury has healed, thank you." Yi Shuihan has been brewing this sentence for a long time, and he will say it sooner or later.
Qinglian trembled slightly and said in a low voice: "I know, you...go back."
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In the last two days, Qinglian didn't go to practice. She stayed in the house reading, talking to Yi Shuihan, or sleeping as before, but she didn't mention leaving again.
"Qinglian, why can't I open this bag?" Yi Shuihan took out the seventh bag. Maybe this bag will be helpful to Qinglian.
Qinglian was slightly startled, looked at the brocade bag for a long time, and said slowly: "Only I can open the brocade bag."
So strange? Yi Shuihan handed him the tips bag: "Then open it."
Qinglian shuddered, took two steps back involuntarily, and shook her head: "If the time doesn't come, it can't be opened, and I won't open it."
Master has said that it needs to be opened only if he cannot pass the sixth calamity. If he opens it, it will prove that he cannot pass the sixth calamity, and then all his years of cultivation will be in vain, and he will even fall into a place of eternal calamity.[
One thought becomes a Buddha, another thought becomes a devil.
He will become a demon.
"Take this kit away and don't let it appear in front of me." Qinglian shook her head in panic, then went to another room.
Yi Shuihan was startled, what is the secret of this kit? Qinglian seemed to be afraid of it.
After a while, Qinglian came out of the room, holding a bag in her hand, which contained a lot of ginseng and cherry fruits, and then went to prepare the fox fur and shawl.
Yi Shuihan could tell that Qinglian wanted her to leave.