Wen Yi frowned, "You just said that my senior brother is not as alert or as sharp as you. His practice is star luck deduction and he is not as defensive as the Sword Sect. If I invite him here, I'm afraid he won't be able to help."
Qinglian's head was buzzing, "What exactly do you want!"
"Apologise." Wen Yi defended himself and said, "My senior brother is here, you have to apologize to him."
Qing Lian was furious, but Xie Qian didn't hear it. What should he apologize to Xie Qian for?
Seeing that he didn't move, Wen Yi made a move to leave, "Forget it, I'm not the kind of person who presses on a cow's head to drink water. Jian Zong can take care of himself."
After seeing the joke and bringing the words, Wen Yi didn’t want to stay here.
Qing Lian was filled with sorrow, and when he finally persuaded himself that it would be okay to bow his head occasionally for the sake of Jian Zong, Wen Yi had already disappeared.
"Come here, come here!" Qing Lian was anxious, "Go and tell Wen Yi that I agree to her conditions!"
Matters of life and death are no child's play.
One person is short-term, and two people are wise. Xie Qian is well-known in the world of cultivating immortals and is a gentleman. He also asked Wen Yi to tell him about the demon cultivator. It would be best for him to help.
"Fifth Elder, Fifth Elder, please stay." Before Wen Yi stepped out of the Jian Sect's gate, his disciples hurriedly caught up with him, "Eleventh Elder said that he will agree to all your requests."
Wen Yi: "I know."
It seems that there is indeed something weird about that demonic energy, and a rigid person like Qing Lian is helpless and needs to find outside help.
She didn't deliberately delay the time. She directly used a sound transmission method to tell Xie Qian what was going on, and then stood at the door of the Sword Sect to wait for the others.
"Junior sister, lead the way." Xie Qian rushed over with a group of disciples. He gave Wen Yi the magic weapon to prevent demonic energy from entering the body, "Stay away for a while."
Wen Yi raised her eyebrows, "Lest my senior brother's blood splash on me when he kills someone?"
"What are you thinking about? I'm here to help, not to kill." Xie Qian gently tapped Wen Yi's forehead with his folding fan, "Qinglian has a strong personality, and being able to ask for help from me means that there is really no other way.
, it’s about demon cultivators, let’s put aside small grudges for now.”
I don't know why, after this incident, Wen Yi's character became much tougher, but his anger also became much stronger. I don't know whether it was good or bad.
Wen Yi smiled and said nothing, but used her spiritual consciousness to ask Shen Yu what kind of demon cultivator this was, so weird.
Shen Yu said nothing.
Over there, Xie Qian asked his disciples to protect the law outside. He flew to Qinglian and took out the magic weapon to suppress the demon.
Qinglian felt guilty after seeing it and said: "Fifth Elder, isn't this the spiritual jade used by the master of your sect to suppress evil? It may take five years to recover after it is contaminated. I am willing to give such a precious thing to Huaiyu.
Thank you very much.”
In fact, he still has a magic weapon.
It was something that he relied on to make a living, and there was no need to take it out until the moment of crisis, so he wanted to use Xie Qian's hand to help Lord Ling Yu exorcise the devil.
He felt a little guilty.
As an elder of the Sword Sect, I am not as good as the elder of the outer sect.
"Fellow Daoist Qinglian, there is no need to say thank you. Demonic cultivators are my common enemy of the righteous path. Lord Lingyu and my junior sister..."
Xie Qian's gentle eyes fell on Wen Yi, and he swallowed the word 'engagement', "Even if it's not Lord Ling Yu, but other disciples, I will save them.
Besides, you just survived the catastrophe of the out-of-body realm a few years ago, so you probably don’t have much in your hands."
Jian Zong is different from Piaomiao Huanfu.
Elders of the Sword Sect are ranked according to their cultivation and influence, and they need to exchange their merits for treasures.
Among the twelve elders of the Sword Sect, Qinglian was just promoted, and many magic weapons were turned into powder in the lightning disaster. Xie Qian understood that he was in a tight situation.
The previous master of the Miao Miao Huan Mansion only accepted seven close disciples. The position of peak master naturally fell on the disciples. With thousands of years of accumulation and accumulation, there are naturally a lot of treasures.
Otherwise, Wen Yi wouldn't be able to just take out the puppet talisman that makes countless people jealous.
Qinglian's face turned red and he said guiltily: "Thank you very much."
He glanced at Xie Qian, who was doing his best, and put aside his prejudices against others. He found that the fifth elder was indeed as noble as the breeze and the bright moon, as was widely rumored in the world of immortality.
In the past, I used my villain’s heart to judge the gentleman’s heart.
Two out-of-body realm masters suppressed it, and the strange demonic aura finally dissipated from Ling Yujun's body.
When Xie Qian removed the spiritual jade, the evil spirit rekindled.
"This..." Qinglian touched his beard, "According to Fifth Elder, what is going on?"
Xie Qian shook his head, "I have never seen such weird demonic energy. Lord Lingyu, why don't you take it back to Jianzong first and let other elders have a look?"
Qinglian's face turned pale, "No, no, no."
If you take Lord Lingyu like this back, you don't need the sect leader, even a few other elders who don't deal with you can expose him.
Qinglian called the disciples who were serving Lord Lingyu and asked him what he had touched, what he had eaten, and who he had spoken to, but in the end no one could tell him.
"If we don't find out the source of the matter, more disciples may suffer." Xie Qian was also at a loss. He put the spiritual jade on Ling Yujun and lent it to him temporarily.
"What the Fifth Elder said is that since we can't find out, we can only ask."
Wen Yi walked to Xie Qian's side and said, "What do you want to ask? Ask Ling?"
"Eleventh Elder brought the Sword Sect's spiritual book on practicing 'Shut-up Zen'?" Xie Qian asked.
Qinglian nodded, stretched out his hand and drew a spell in the air, and a simple parchment suddenly appeared in his palm.
The book cover was covered with complex and magnificent runes, and in the middle was a huge, closed eye without eyebrows or eyelashes. There were hundreds of seals on the eyelids, so densely packed that Wen Yi felt dizzy just by looking at them.
The moment she read this book, Wen Yi's mind was filled with so much knowledge that she felt dizzy.
"Be careful." Xie Qian grabbed Wen Yi's hand, "Don't look into that eye."
Qinglian held the spiritual book in his hand and slowly opened the first page. Looking at the dark night, the book looked like a bright starry sky, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Dear Lord Lingyuan, my question is, who is the demon cultivator near Tongshan Gate?"
Stars flew out from the pages of the book, and in an instant, there was a bright light. After the light, a man in black robes appeared in the sky, holding a red-eyed silver snake in his hand.
The man's clothes were flying, and scenes of men and women intertwining appeared around him, which made people blush.
Starlight flickered, and the scene changed to corpses on the ground and countless dazed people. The man waved his hand, and the red-eyed silver snake in his palm fell to the ground and got into the shadows of standing people, including Mr. Lingyu.
Wen Yi understood instantly, the demon of desire.
"The demon of desire who devoured people's emotions and desires thousands of years ago has long since disappeared with the ruthless prince. Unexpectedly, it has reappeared!" Qinglian gritted his teeth and said, "Hiding in the shadows, no wonder we didn't notice it."
Qinglian was about to ask Xie Qian what to do, when a vague figure appeared in the bright stars in the sky.
"You've finished asking your questions, it's my turn to ask."
"If you answer wrongly, or don't answer, or lie, you will suffer bad luck."
The cold voice could not tell the difference between male and female.
Qinglian's face froze, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"You do it with your hands every day?"
Qinglian was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth. His face and ears quickly turned red and hot.
Looking at Xie Qian and Wen Yi, he felt as if they had been stripped naked and thrown into the street in front of everyone, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
At this time, the disciples of Jian Zong also gathered around, and everyone's eyes widened.
Qinglian's white beard curled up as if it were being burned. He had already heard of the evil taste of spiritual books!
Finally, his face turned red: "I will never answer this question."
Wen Yi: Oh! Can’t you tell? Even though I’m very old, my desire is still so strong.