In a secret room, Xuan Wuya stood with his hands behind his back. This secret room was built on a cliff, with an abyss below. Standing at the window and looking at the mountains of clouds and mist outside the window, it was like standing in a fairyland.
generally.
Perhaps in the whole of China, only a monster like Xuan Wuya, who does not eat the fireworks of the world, can enjoy such a thing.
After standing quietly for a long time, as if Jian Jian felt that the time had come, Xuan Wuya slowly turned around and stared at the candlelight on the altar in the secret room.
Now there is a row of eighteen arm-thick candles on the altar. Most of these candles are unlit. Only the two candles on the far right are still lit, and one of the candles is still flickering on and off.
Without exception, these candles were engraved with some names, Ling Yun, Ling Xin, Ling Yue... Until the last two candles that were still lit, the last two candles were clearly Ling Zhan and Ling Xiao.
Ling Zhan's candle flickered on and off, as if it could be extinguished at any time, but Ling Xiao's candle looked very bright.
These candles are the natal candles of the juniors of the Ling Zi sect. Xuan Wuya secretly established the Ling Zi sect. These are his true confidants, and these candles are the natal candles of those people.
These things that have been destroyed mean that these people have died, not an ordinary death, but a death that has completely destroyed their souls and completely disappeared into the three thousand worlds.
Ling Zhan's natal candle was bright and dim at times, as if it was about to go out at any moment. Xuan Wuya raised his sword fingers together. He stared at Ling Zhan's natal candle, and then he suddenly pointed forward fiercely.
With a hissing sound, a blue brilliance suddenly appeared on the candle, and then, Ling Zhan's shadow appeared on the candle. This was his soul.
Xuan Wuya is already a person who has one foot in the profound way. He is already a god-like figure. Ling Zhan only needs to keep a little bit of his spirit alive, and Xuan Wuya can bring him back to life as long as Xuan Wuya pays a small price.
"Master." Ling Zhan was surprised and happy. He stayed in a black whirlpool for a long time. There was no light in that place, only darkness and fear. When he was almost desperate, Xuan Wuya finally remembered
He did.
He was surprised and happy. He felt that Master was here to save him.
"Are you over there, okay?" Xuan Wuya said calmly.
"Master, I'm not good, I'm cold, I'm afraid, there is nothing here, no light, no sound, no time, everything is still, save me." Ling Zhan said in horror.
"What happened?" Xuan Wuya said calmly.
"Master, I've been exposed." Ling Zhan lowered his head with a guilty conscience and said, "That bastard Ye Haoxuan, he is too cunning, I didn't expect..."
"Don't make excuses for your incompetence." Xuan Wuya snorted and interrupted Ling Zhan's words without politeness.
"Master, I..." Ling Zhan lowered his head. He didn't dare to say a word now. Indeed, he was a little too incompetent. Otherwise, he wouldn't have messed up this matter, and he had also thrown it away.
One's own life.
"Haha, there are eighteen people in the Lingzi sect, and now only Ling Xiao is left. You guys are really proud of me." Xuan Wuya smiled, he stared at Ling Zhan coldly and said, "You
Say, what should I do with you?"
"Master, spare my life..." Ling Zhan couldn't help but shudder. He knew how strict his master was, but he really didn't know what to do now.
"Tell me a reason why I should spare you?" Xuan Wuya said calmly.
"Master, junior sister is no longer the same junior sister as before. She was deceived by Ye Haoxuan. She has now completely leaned towards Ye Haoxuan. If it is correct, she will not return to the Heavenly Palace. She is going to the Secret Service. Maybe you don't
You know, the people from Dragon Scale have taken control of the Secret Service now."
"Oh, this is something new." Xuan Wuya nodded slightly and said, "Those guys from Dragon Scale, are you finally unable to bear the loneliness?"
"Master, you are in need of help now. If you find a way to rescue me, I will definitely work hard and I will not let you down again." Ling Zhan said anxiously.
"Tell me first, what do those grandsons want to do?"
Suspect?"
"Master... After all, Long Lin is not a freeloader. Those guys are against us all day long." Ling Zhan said: "They will always think of ways to sabotage our affairs."
"Haha, you want to say that what happened this time happened because of the intervention of the dragon scale people, right?" Xuan Wuya said with a faint smile.
"Yes, that's the reason..." Ling Zhan nodded quickly. He was desperately trying to excuse himself. Otherwise, he was not sure whether his master would let him go.
"Do you really think that I don't know anything?" Xuan Wuya chuckled. He stared at Ling Zhan and said, "I know every move you make outside."
"Master." Ling Zhan was a little frightened. He glanced at Su Wuya, but he did not dare to refute at all.
"My good disciple, you are still a little too young." Xuan Wuya shook his head with some regret and said: "To be honest, I had already expected such a result when you went out this time."
"Master, please save me, I don't want to die." Ling Zhan's soul became a little uneasy and very excited. Although he is dead now, he knows Xuan Wuya's methods. As long as he costs a little,
You can bring yourself back to life.
"Save you?" Xuan Wuya smiled: "I spent ten years of my skills, plus countless rare treasures, and spent countless prices, just to save you, a loser?"
"Master, I can be your dog, I can do anything you want me to do." Ling Zhan begged: "I just ask you to save me, I beg you."
"If you want to do something for me, you don't have to be alive to do it." Xuan Wuya smiled. He waved his right sleeve and saw more than a dozen tall people standing on the other side of the secret room.
These people's eyes were closed tightly, and it was impossible to tell whether they were alive or dead, but without exception, they had a large bloody seal tattooed on their foreheads, which looked like a bloody pattern.
"There is another one specially reserved for you." Xuan Wuya pointed at one of the big men with his eyes closed and no blood lines on his forehead. He smiled slightly and said: "Don't you want to do something for me?
Then come here, haha, I promise, you can do well here too."
"Blood puppet, no, don't." Ling Zhan hissed. He knew what these things were. This was an ancient puppet technique called blood puppet.