"Master, Shang Shang has learned how to draw Qi into the body. Do you want to learn the ruthless killing sword from now on?" Shang Shang asked in a sweet voice while holding Wen Yi's skirt.
"Okay, I'll teach you the simplest and most introductory one first." Wen Yi looked at Huayuan as he spoke, "What path did you practice before?"
Hua Yuan's face turned red, "Before I returned to the elder disciples, I practiced the path of sentient beings."
"I just happened to teach the ruthless way and the sentient way together." Compared to the ruthless killing sword, which has not yet reached the ultimate level, Wen Yi's attainments in the sentient way can be said to be a generational master.
"Didn't the elder switch to the path of ruthlessness?" Hua Yuan was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Wen Yi would learn the path of ruthlessness for himself, and the emotion in his heart spread to all his limbs.
Wen Yi smiled and said nothing, "I can teach you both. If you want to learn and there is something you don't understand, you can ask. If you want to learn more, I can teach you."
Youqingdao is her specialty.
Huayuan was overjoyed and asked Wen Yi some questions on the spot.
Wen Yi solved the doubts in his mind one by one, and taught him how to avoid falling into the trap of flesh and blood.
Hua Yuan was mesmerized by what he heard.
In the past, Huayuan was just a casual cultivator. He accidentally entered the path of sentient beings and almost went down the path of evil spirits. He harvested yin and replenished yang.
Now after being enlightened by Wen Yi, he instantly understood. He immediately bowed and went to his room to digest the information from Wen Yi.
"I originally thought she only cared about flesh and blood, but I didn't expect that the words and principles she spoke were so enlightening." Jiang Huaiyu, who was hiding from the sun under the verandah, looked at Wen Yi with admiration.
The attendant nodded and said, "The seventh elder's words gave me a feeling of enlightenment."
Such Wenyi is indeed worthy of my little master.
After seeing off the inquiring merchants, Wen Yi strolled to the Chaoshou Veranda holding an umbrella.
She has jingling bells and rings on her slender waist. When she walks, her figure sways and she wears jingle bells. She has a gentle appearance and is one of the most beautiful faces in the world of immortality. She breathes every breath and smiles every time.
, has its own unique style.
"Jiang Huaiyu, come with me." Wen Yi glanced at the attendant, "Piaomiao Peak is a forbidden area and no outsiders are allowed to enter."
The attendant was stunned by her sharp eyes, then he saluted and said, "Yes."
"Master came to Piaomiao Huan Mansion just now, not to ask for punishment, but because someone told Master false information, saying that I was detained by everyone in Piaomiao Huan Mansion. He was also concerned but confused, but he looked a little more fierce and did not respond to
Misty Fantasy Mansion causes no harm."
Jiang Huaiyu explained later.
Wen Yi said calmly: "I never care about the affairs of the sect. Anyway, if the sky falls, several senior brothers and sisters will hold it up, and it will be my turn in the end."
All of this was Liu Xinci's fault. What he wanted was already coming. Although Wen Yi was unhappy as a tool, having the Buddha Heart Lotus in her palm was a kind of compensation.
"Since we said goodbye at Tongshan Gate, your changes have impressed me with admiration." Jiang Huaiyu walked beside Wen Yi.
He glanced sideways at the delicate and picturesque girl and could not help but recall the first time he saw Wen Yi.
At that time, Jiang Huaiyu knew for the first time that he had a fiancée.
He was only eleven or twelve years old at the time, a bright and bright young man.
Jiang Huaiyu visited Piaomiao Huan Mansion with the elders of Jianzong. Wen Yi, who was only seven or eight years old at that time, stood obediently next to Lin Yinong, timidly holding the hem of her senior sister's skirt, looking very acquainted.
Jiang Huaiyu took a look at her from a distance and thought she was a beautiful sister, even more beautiful than a fairy.
The world of adults does not mix with children. Jiang Huaiyu walked to the lotus pond behind Piao Miao Peak and accidentally fell into the water. At this time, Wen Yi, who was passing by, jumped into the pond and the water pulled him up.
The two looked at each other and smiled, that was the first time they met.
"There are many opportunities to impress you. You have to live a long life." Wen Yi said with a rare calmness:
"Now that the Sword Sect Master has arrived, after your injury is healed, our engagement will be terminated.
To you and me, this marriage is a burden."
Hearing Wen Yi's words, Jiang Huaiyu felt no loss in his heart.
In the past, he did think that this marriage was a burden and Wen Yi was a stain on him.
Now he felt that he had a different feeling for Wen Yi.
"Okay, I will try my best to persuade Master to agree to terminate this engagement." Jiang Huaiyu's voice was a little hoarse.
The two of them walked all the way underground, passed through numerous palace doors, and walked into a secret room made of pure crystal, with a stone statue above it.
"Why did Shen Yu's statue appear here?" Wen Yi looked at that familiar face and couldn't stop wondering in her heart.
This used to be the main peak of Piaomiao Huanfu. Could it be that this stone statue was placed there by Yuehua?
"The statue of Prince Ru." Jiang Huaiyu also recognized the owner of the stone statue, "You are still worshiping Prince Ru."
"What's wrong with me practicing the ruthless killing sword to worship the ruthless prince who has ascended in this way?" Due to Jiang Huaiyu's identity, Wen Yi took the sect's actions upon herself, "One day I practice your free way, You have become an ascended being again, and a statue will be erected for you."
Seeing Wen Yi being so sinister, Jiang Huaiyu's handsome face was expressionless.
"There are two futons in the cabinet, please help me take them out." Wen Yi asked Jiang Huaiyu to get the futons, while she took three sticks of incense, lit them and bowed in front of the stone statue, "Don't come out to make trouble, don't come out to make trouble, don't come out to make trouble." Come out and cause trouble."
Shen Yu: "..."
Jiang Huaiyu: "..."
"Sit tight, I will now start to draw out the ghosts and monsters that are entangled in your soul." Wen Yi took out a golden lotus that exuded a holy aura and hung it above Jiang Huaiyu's head, "I'm going to pour in spiritual power. , remember you can only accept, not reject, once I exclude you, I will be seriously injured."
Jiang Huaiyu nodded cooperatively.
After the spiritual power was injected into the Buddha Heart Lotus, Jiang Huaiyu closed his eyes.
He felt a holy radiance spread all over his body, and the ghosts and monsters that had been shouting in his body, like retro bodies, let out fierce screams, and turned into fine black mist one after another, or were separated out of the body by the golden light.
The whole process is extremely painful, because while the Buddha Heart Lotus absorbs ghosts, it will also cause certain damage to Jiang Huaiyu's soul.
The pain that hit his soul made him tremble all over. Despite this, Jiang Huaiyu remained silent, gritting his teeth and enduring the heartbreaking pain.
Dense cold sweat rolled down Jiang Huaiyu's forehead, and his hands turned white when he squeezed them. The unhealthy lip color has now lost the last of its color and is as pale as paper.
It took three days and three nights to extract ghost souls and curses.
After extracting it, Wen Yi used the power of Buddha Heart Lotus to slowly repair Jiang Huaiyu's soul.
"I can't bear it anymore. Come back in three days." Wen Yi's spiritual power was almost exhausted. She put away the Buddha Heart Lotus and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "The repair of the soul is a slow process. It comes once every three days."
, it’s almost enough if you come here ten times.”
Holding on to the pain caused by fatigue and spiritual depletion, Wen Yi's hands and feet were weak, and he left the secret room step by step.
Jiang Huaiyu opened his eyes and looked at the crumbling body. He wanted to move and hold Wen Yi up, but he couldn't move.
After a while, Jiang Huaiyu's attendants carried him out of the secret room with weak hands and feet.