Miao Yeying's body swayed, the flying sword in her hand barely supporting her body.
However, even so, she still couldn't hide her trembling, her eyes were blank, and she seemed to have forgotten why she wanted to come back.
For more than ten years, she has been waiting for this opportunity to return home, for which she endured hellish torture, honing her mind and skills in avoiding discovery.
Using magical power to pinch the heart and seal off one's own meridians will lead to death.
It would be fatal to be caught and captured.
Grandmaster Jindan stood beside her and gently stretched out his hand to support her. He said calmly: "Disciple, as long as you say a word, I will raze this place to the ground immediately."
His eyes were staring straight ahead, and the hoarse voice didn't sound like it was coming from his mouth, but rather like an evil ghost in hell muttering to himself, echoing softly in people's ears.
The foundation-building monk who was kowtowing quickly fell to the ground and shouted: "It's none of my business. Please tell me, senior. If senior spares my life, I will definitely not tell the sect what happened here. In my place, Miao
The nightingale has died and has not come back..."
"Senior, please show mercy."
"Senior, please have mercy..."
"Have mercy." The Hehuan Sect's founder kowtowed vigorously: "Our sect will never be an enemy of a powerful monk like our senior!"
He was particularly regretful now. Why did he take on this apparently simple task? His whim at that time might very well have killed him.
Not to mention that he was facing the Grandmaster of the Golden Pill.
It would be fine if he was just an ordinary Golden elixir master, but the consciousness that locked onto him was somehow terrifying and abnormal, even more powerful than the head of the general affairs. This was simply unheard of.
"What are you still doing? Why don't you explain it to your seniors quickly? Our Hehuan sect has never done anything to bully men and dominate women. It's always been consensual between you and me. Please forgive me, seniors, for the sake of our sect's sake."
ah!"
Other members of the Miao family had already heard the news and came over.
"What's going on?" The wife of Dafang looked at her parents-in-law and then at Miao Yeying, who was holding a long sword not far away. Next to her, there was a very powerful-looking man who kept kowtowing.
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing? It's so rare to have a reunion, why do we need to use weapons?"
Miao Yeying's eldest brother raised his hand and slapped his wife hard, making her spin like a top. He was angry but did not dare to act rashly. He gritted his teeth and said: "Go, call Xiaobao.
."
"You...you hit me?!"
"Go quickly!"
Facing her husband's ferocious gaze, which was like a ferocious beast, the wife of the eldest family immediately stopped and hurriedly ran to the wing behind her.
She didn't know why her husband was so angry, let alone why he wanted to use weapons, but she didn't need to understand now, she just had to do what her husband said.
After a while, the sleeping child was caught.
The same goes for the second bedroom.
There were hundreds of people from the second and second rooms of the Miao family's main house as well as the servants and servants guarding the courtyard. They all crowded around and knelt down in a large area.
Even Miao Boye and Miao Zhongye, the head of the second house, knelt on the ground.
"Nightingale, it's the Miao family that is sorry for you." The eldest brother of the Miao family knelt on the ground and said with his hands raised. He stretched his neck and said: "Someone has to take responsibility for what happened back then. We don't have the spiritual roots like you."
"The men can't be sold at all, and they're not worth much. The eldest and the younger sisters themselves are not outstanding. They only have three taels of silver at most. There is no way for the whole family to survive. We have no choice."
"Since you are back home and my eldest brother is here, you behead me to vent your hatred!" As he said this, the boss of the Miao family led the way and killed me, as if he wanted to pay for Miao Nighting's life.
The second-bedroom brother was obviously not as tough as the eldest son. He could only keep pleading and talking about his children, the development of his family over the years, and how his parents missed Miao Yeying.
"Nightingale, we also blame ourselves. But it's okay now, you're back home."
"Just go home."
Tu Shanjun sneered and said nothing.
If he really felt guilty for what happened back then, he should have advised Miao Nighting to leave early when he returned home, or concealed the news of his return home, instead of burning the transmission talisman and letting people from the Hehuan Sect find him.
No wonder the Hehuan Sect was able to find them, Maimai's children naturally have a roster in the eucalyptus, so that the Hehuan Sect could find the Miao family before Miao Nightingale.
Between fame and fortune and their daughter who had not returned home for more than ten years, they chose fame and fortune. Of course, maybe the Hehuan Sect had also threatened them, saying that they would kill them if they knew about it and did not report it.
Between their own lives and their daughter's lives, they chose to let themselves live.
Why bother saying these words again in a pretentious manner!
That is to say, as the elder, it was not good for him to take action, otherwise Tushanjun's temperament would destroy the Miao family with one palm. He had no time to listen to them talking so much, which made people feel hypocritical and disgusting.
In fact, Tu Shanjun had already noticed it.
He was never afraid to assume the worst and maliciously, and he was sure when he noticed the fluctuations in the transmission notes. Unfortunately, at that time, he was a little hesitant and did not urge Miao Yeying to leave here.
If he had asked at that time, as the master, he should be able to persuade her to leave in advance, but she might also face in-depth inquiries. But force is better than being betrayed by her family again.
If we had no choice back then, there is no need to say more now.
Miao Nightingale raised her head slightly.
Her face was already pale, and her long lapel soaked in blood looked particularly dazzling. Her eyes passed over these people one by one. She saw many unknown people, and also saw the third member of the Miao family.
generation.
The little children had long been frightened into silence by the monk's coercion, and they just threw themselves into their mother's arms and did not dare to come out.
In the end, her eyes fell on her parents.
It was withdrawn as quickly as an electric shock.
She didn't know what kind of expression she should look at them with, nor how she should look at them, nor could she explain the complex sadness and misery that emerged. It was as if everything she did had deviated from the original intention.
Want to take action?
Miao Nightingale couldn't even think about it.
What Master said is absolutely correct. With the strength of Grandmaster Jindan, not to mention a small Miao family, even the entire city of Sishui would be flattened by Grandmaster Jindan.
She knew that this was not Master's full strength.
When she completed the foundation building, she had used her spiritual consciousness to see the small world inside the Zunhun Banner. There were many powerful Yin gods there, as strong as the scorching sun high in the sky, and as vast as the blue sky.
Therefore, she looked at the golden elixir figure standing beside her with almost pleading eyes.
Although the golden elixir's eyes were dull, he seemed to understand the look in her eyes at once, and he said softly: "Apprentice, let's go."
"good!"
She should have agreed when the master said he wanted to leave for the first time. She knew that everyone in the world would harm her, but the master would not.
He was a proud man, indifferent and indifferent, as if he was arrogant and disdainful of the world.
This secular world does not mean the mortal world.
The world of monks is not another kind of secular world.
However, it was such a person who was full of enthusiasm and carefully held up the sky like a father. It was undoubtedly lucky to be this person's apprentice. If this person came to Miaojiatun at that time, she would be willing to follow him.
Miao Nightingale's eyes shed tears unconsciously.
The soul flag passed by, and the thin golden elixir shadow disappeared. Miao Yeying turned around tiredly, raised her flying sword and flew into the sky. She did not stop and left that place as if fleeing.
The Hehuan sect monk who was kneeling on the ground did not dare to move until the Miao family came over, and he slowly stood up. His nervous appearance seemed to be that he was still facing a powerful monk.
The Miao family did not dare to look down upon him, because they were not much better when facing that person.
"Are you leaving?"
"Really gone?!"
The foundation-building monk of the Hehuan Sect sat down on the ground.
I wiped off the large amount of sweat that had condensed on my face and touched my back, which was completely soaked.
This errand almost cost him his life. He would never take on such a pursuit mission again. Who knew that the woman would become a disciple of the Golden elixir master, and that the Golden elixir master would still be with her.
Most of the seed disciples in the sect have no such guardians.
"Master Immortal...Nightingale..." Hearing the question from the person next to him, the man finally got out of his thoughts and fears. There was a strange look in his eyes, and then he smiled.
That's ridicule.
With the background of Master Jindan, the Hehuan Sect would not take action rashly. After all, they wanted to do business rather than fight with others, so they would not offend a monk like that.
Originally, the Miao family had an opportunity to rise.
It's a pity that they didn't grasp it.
No, in fact, they personally ruined their own opportunity and the opportunity of an ordinary secular nobleman to transform into a monk family.
His eyes were full of pity and imperceptible arrogance.
"Mortals are mortals."
He didn't stop, and turned into a rainbow light and rushed into the clouds.
"Leaving?"
"Gone."
"Fly away!"
…
Miao Nightingale shuttled through the clouds in the escaping light, rushing all the way without knowing where she was going, and the magic power in her body quickly evaporated.
The stars and moon cover the body, day and night alternate naturally.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally stopped at a fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.
Taking out the soul flag and standing beside her, Miao Yeying curled up and sat down leaning on the soul flag. She just felt tired and wanted to take a nap.
A golden elixir master's ghost appeared beside her and stood guard quietly.
From time to time, the roars of ferocious beasts can be heard in the ancient forest and fairy mountains.
Either they were flying swords, or monks were flying over the sky using Escape Light.
There seems to be a small magic circle on the top of the mountain. Tu Shanjun can use the spirit officer's magic eyes to see clearly. This time of course it is not Brother Ding, but the golden elixir of Rakshasa Xu.
Tushanjun can attach his consciousness to the other person's body.
Speaking of which, he hasn't come out of the soul flag for a long time.
He stretched himself out and looked back at Miao Yeying, who was leaning on the soul flag and in the formation. Tu Shanjun said with a smile: "I slept long enough, but disciple, we should also..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes and expression suddenly changed, and his body disappeared. He walked quickly to Miao Yeying's side. Tushan Jun opened his eyes suddenly and murmured in disbelief: "How could..."
After receiving his magic power, Tushanjun rummaged through the life-saving elixirs he had refined.
Wow!
The storage bag fell down.
Bottles and cans were scattered all over the floor.
After finally finding one, she put it into Miao Nightingale's mouth. Her body was indeed energized, but her withered spirit machine still did not stop, and even turned sharply.