Duan Ziqian said angrily: "What do I need from Jiang Lin'an? Are you going to betray the Wen Palace and deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"
"In my heart, three Ancestral Dragons are not as good as one Knowledge Tree."
"What I want is the guidance of destiny, so that I can understand the creation of the eighth form of magical power."
Wen Gu Bi Ling said bitterly: "Master, the matter has come to this, I can't force it."
"Instead of getting angry, it's better to prepare your troops as soon as possible."
"This woman is a rare and good chess piece."
"Whether it is used to deal with Suning or Su Xinglan, I think you will get unexpected surprises."
Duan Ziqian put down his cup and said in a deep voice: "Tianshu, go to the third row of bookshelves on the sixth floor of the forbidden area and get the piece of Demon Saint tortoise shell."
Faintly, a voice replied: "Disciple accepts the order."
After a while, Wen Tianshu, holding a cattail leaf fan, came outside the soundproof array.
He bowed his head respectfully and floated the black tortoise shell in front of him.
Duan Ziqian waved, took it from the air and held it between his fingers.
"Buzz."
The tortoise shell emits a bright light that pierces the eyes, and the power of law belonging to the semi-saint realm emerges.
Wen Gu Bi Ling asked softly: "Is this the piece that the disciples of Wen Palace picked up in the Holy Killing Valley 1,900 years ago?"
Duan Ziqian stood up and said: "Yes, to be precise, it comes from the battle between immortals and demons 30,000 years ago, and the body of the fallen semi-saint "Turtle Qiu" from the demon world."
"A strong man in the eighth level cannot escape the tragic end of being destroyed."
"Sad, pitiful."
Wen Gu Bi Ling couldn't understand what his master meant, so he stayed aside in silence, waiting for the next words.
Duan Ziqian bit the tip of his tongue, and his essence and blood sprayed onto the turtle shell.
The next moment, the immortal power in his palm surged, and he formed a seal with his ten fingers and said: "The matter of your going to the small world of China is known to heaven and earth, and the three of us know it."
"If you can't hide it from Luo Chen, you can't hide it from Gu Changxiao."
"Therefore, this woman named Lingxi cannot be allowed to show her true face."
"Put her on a mask of laws that even saints cannot penetrate, erase all her memories, and temporarily lock her up in a forbidden area for cultivation."
"One day, whether it's Suning or Su Xinglan, I want their uncle and nephew to die without their bodies intact."
After saying that, he leaned forward, and the black turtle shell reflected Lingxi's alluring face.
"Stab it."
Like a burning fire, thick white smoke rises into the air.
The turtle shell is heavily covered, and tens of thousands of tiny black spines sprout from the edges.
They penetrated Lingxi's jade-white skin one after another, entangled each other, and quickly took root in the flesh and blood.
Duan Ziqian closed his hands, dissipated the seal and said: "It contains the power of the laws of the eighth realm of the semi-saint, plus my two magical powers to cast a spell to cover it up."
"No one in the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm can see through her true identity."
"Tianshu, I leave this girl to you."
"Try to let her break through the true fairyland in the shortest possible time and catch up with Suning and Su Xinglan."
"Remember, on the surface, her master cannot be me, let alone the nine of you."
"Elder, pick a trustworthy elder in your palace and ask her to accept this woman as her disciple."
Wen Tianshu said in surprise: "Old Ancestor, she possesses the Ancestral Dragon Dharma and is extremely talented. If you train her yourself, she will practice faster."
"Would it be that if you become someone else's sect, you will be overqualifying your talents? It will be a waste of a good move."
Duan Ziqian smiled and said nothing, his words were unfathomable.
Wen Gubi Ling took advantage of the opportunity and said: "The master's intention is to hide the truth and confuse the public."
"Think about it, the second-ranked Ancestral Dragon Dharma has no bottlenecks and can go all the way to Semi-Saint."
"Such a genius, no matter which force finds him, will definitely be under the guidance of the strongest."
"If you want to make good use of this chess piece, you can't act according to common sense."
"The more you do the opposite, the more you can deceive the world."