Ye Qian was originally concentrating on recovering from his injuries.
This small incident immediately disrupted his rhythm.
Of course he heard the noise and crying outside.
"It's nothing!"
Su Su sighed sadly and said with a worried look:
"The family members came to claim the body. Our Jiangchen Clan and Houqing Clan have been at war for several years, and there will be one every month!"
Ye Qian sighed silently in his heart, this is also a disciple of the sect!
Enjoying the welfare and protection of the sect, you will naturally have to fight for the sect.
It is normal for the path of life and death to disappear midway in seeking the path!
Since you have embarked on the road, you should be fully aware of the dangers and opportunities along the way.
But having said that, what happened outside the room was simply a human tragedy.
No matter how well the relatives and friends of the fallen cultivators knew it, when it was their turn, they would still ask why it was they who met such a tragic death, and why not others in the sect?
It is impossible to be without resentment!
But this kind of resentment is hideous in appearance and pitiful in its feelings.
Anger is naturally inevitable.
Especially the targets are corpse chasers who are helpless, have low cultivation level and low status.
This kind of resentment and anger will naturally be magnified infinitely.
“Just get used to it!”
Su Su's little face looked calm and she sighed and added.
"They will leave after making a fuss for a while. It's okay. I'll go accompany Grandpa. Brother, you need to rest and recover first. If you need anything, just call me!"
Su Su comforted Ye Qian, then hurriedly left the guest room and rushed to her grandfather Liu Neng.
Ye Qian didn't say anything, he just stared at it for a moment.
Just as Su Su said, the family members of the war dead just yelled and cursed, venting their grief that had nowhere to go. Seeing that Liu Neng and Su Su didn't refute a word, they bowed their heads in silence for a long time, and soon stopped.
The shouts and curses gradually disappeared, and the families of the deceased and Liu Neng's grandparents fell into a wordless silence.
After a while, a middle-aged man walked out with his hands in hand, and whispered to Liu Neng with a sad face: "My youngest son's name is Fukang. I also asked Deacon Liu to find the body and let me and my wife take it back to the family for burial."
"Fukang!" Liu Neng, an old man, had an expressionless face. He waved his right hand and a charred corpse appeared in the courtyard. His original appearance was unrecognizable. A fist-sized hole appeared in his heart, and the heart was gone.
"Son..." A beautiful woman behind the middle-aged man saw the corpse, her pupils shrank suddenly, she couldn't breathe, and she fainted.
Even though she knew that her son had died in battle, the appearance of the body shattered the beautiful woman's last breath of strength.
Even if you are a cultivator, it is unbearable for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person a gift.
The middle-aged man appeared next to the beautiful woman in an instant and hugged the beautiful woman directly. His eyes were full of bitterness, but he did not choose to use spiritual power to wake her up!
At this time, it may be better to faint and rest.
Some family members nearby also began to cry softly.
Fukang is an inner disciple, and with his body in such a state, how can the others fare better?
"Inner disciple Fukang is here, please take out the family member's token and sign it here!"
The little old man Liu Neng took out a pair of tables and stools from the storage ring, and skillfully took out a pair of jade books made of jade slips and spread them on the table. He looked at the middle-aged man without any emotion.
"Trouble!" The middle-aged man took out a purple token, and a purple light was projected from the token into the jade slip on the table.
On the jade slip, a row of words and images suddenly appeared, indicating the middle-aged man's identity as an elder of the inner and outer sects. It also proved that the middle-aged man was Fukang's father.
"After identity verification, the body of inner disciple Fukang will be exchanged for you!"
The little old man Liu Neng nodded, and casually intercepted a beam of purple light and blended it into the jade slip.
This can be regarded as a sign, leaving behind the exclusive Qi of the family members of the deceased in the war.
"My condolences!" Liu Neng, a young man, put the body of inner disciple Fukang into a storage ring, handed it to the middle-aged man, and uttered these two words with a heavy mouth.
"Haha!" The middle-aged man took the ring with a sad smile on his lips. The youngest son he loved the most died tragically, why should he express his condolences?
Who can you blame?
He originally voted in favor of the war between the sect and the Houqing sect. In order to support the forces behind him, he set an example by sending his youngest son to the front line. This was originally just for show, and he could do some credit on the front line along the way, but now he has failed.
Separated forever!
God’s will plays tricks on people!
The middle-aged man looked up with a sad smile, seeing blue sky and white clouds, and a pleasant scenery!
He was holding his wife in one hand and holding tightly the storage ring containing the body of his young son in the other hand. What a thief!
The middle-aged man left, and the others began to naturally take the storage ring containing the corpse from the corpse exorcist Liu Neng, and left one by one.
Compared with the hustle and bustle when we arrived, there was no more noise or abuse.
"If you dare to fight with the bastards from the Houqing clan, grandpa will break your legs!"
The little old man Liu Neng sent away the last family members, and there were still five unclaimed remains of sect disciples in his hands. He looked at the remains, then looked at his granddaughter Su Su next to him, touched Su Su's head, and said softly
Harsh words.
"Susu is not stupid!" Susu rolled her eyes and curled her lips and said, only a fool would do his best.
"I don't know how long the fighting lasted, but how many people died just for the sake of this ancient tomb! Why is it like this!"
The little old man Liu Neng shook his head, looked at the body in the courtyard, and sighed.
"Six elders above the seventh level of the Taoist Realm have died. There are more than 200 inner disciples and countless outer disciples. Grandpa, if we continue to fight like this, our general sect will be wiped out!"
Su Su frowned and said worriedly: "If you are almost dead, you won't let us go through it, right?"
"No!" Liu Neng, the little old man, shook his head, "How do you think the Houqing Sect can be any better? Such losses have almost reached the limit. If the fight continues, both sides will suffer. The sect leader and the others will not be so stupid!
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"That's good!" Susu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's go and bury them!" Liu Neng, the young man, took Su Su and the remains and left the courtyard.
Ye Qian's soul watched them leave, and the soul retracted and began to use all his strength to treat the injuries.
He didn't know what Liu Neng's plan was. Generally speaking, if his origin was unknown and he met by chance, it was understandable that he was a little kind-hearted. Anyway, he was saving people casually, but taking people directly back to the sect was a bit too much.
Not to mention, it is still an evil sect.
Ye Qian would not believe it if he said that little old man Liu Neng had no plans.
But after all, Ye Qian owed these two great favors. As long as it was within Ye Qian's ability, Liu Nengming said, Ye Qian would definitely not refuse.
This healing process lasted more than a day.
During this period, Liu Neng and his grandson came back, but they didn't come to see Ye Qian, or even mentioned it, as if they didn't pick anyone up.
The next night, Ye Qian slowly opened his eyes and stood up.
His injury did not heal that quickly, but he only recovered to the point where he could move his body and use a little spiritual power.
After being injured this time, Ye Qian once again experienced the wonder of his physical body!
Ye Qian was astonished by the physical body's ability to recover after being fused with the Void Bloodline!
Indeed, as Shenhuang Cauldron Spirit said, even if he didn't use any pills, it would only take him a month at most to regain his full strength.
Even if Ye Qian expected it to be true, after the Shenhuang Cauldron Spirit instilled a large amount of the origin of the fourth-level world, his cultivation level could go one step further and reach the late stage of the eighth level of the Peeping Dao Realm.
Is this a blessing in disguise?
Ye Qian smiled bitterly. Thinking of the origins of those fourth-level worlds, Ye Qian's liver hurts. What a waste!
"I didn't expect that Liu Neng is still good at living!"
Ye Qian recovered a little, and then he was in the mood to look at the room he was in.
The bed he was lying on was a bed made like a separate cabin.
Three sides of the bed are carved with vivid chi dragons. In front of the bed is a corridor, about three feet long.
Further forward, the view is blocked by a curtain of pearls.
There is a burning brazier on the left side of the corridor.
On the right side is a square hibiscus-patterned cabinet that is half as high as the bed.
There is an exquisite waterwheel-shaped bookcase stand on it, and several jade slips are placed in each water tank.
Ye Qian casually took out a piece and put it back immediately. The characters on it were not written in current writing, but in Zhongdingwen from ancient times. Although Ye Qian recognized it, he was not proficient in it.
What's more, this was not his home, so he put it back.
Ye Qian tried to stretch his hands and feet, but there was no discomfort at all. Now all his external injuries were healed, but he was still in a bad condition on the inside.
A word that suits the situation is that there is gold and jade on the outside, but ruins on the inside.
Ye Qian was barefoot and pulled open the bead curtain. What came into view was a giant four-curved tree screen blocking the road and shielding the inside and outside. The screen's center was painted with rivers and mountains.
The tree screen is divided into two parts. In addition to isolating the outside, there is also a wooden barrel for bathing on the other side. Spring water has been poured into the barrel.
This was what Susu poured in the morning. Ye Qian was healing his wounds at the time and ignored it. However, now he felt that Susu was thoughtful. He had scabs all over his body and had removed a lot of blood and dirt, so he continued to take a bath.
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A little spiritual power from the source of magic was sent into the wooden barrel spring water, and within three breaths, warm white mist rose above the spring water.
Ye Qian jumped in and took a good wash, feeling much more comfortable.
After washing, Ye Qian walked through the tree screen. There was a set of ebony tables and chairs simply placed in the outer room, with a round tabletop and plum blossom table edges. The four legs of the tables and chairs were carved into hollow magpies climbing plum blossoms. Another set of full-body tables and chairs were placed on the table.
This purple sand tea set has no carvings and can reflect the light.
There was a carpet made of pure white fur from an unknown animal under his feet. Even Ye Qian, who didn't care where he lived, was quite satisfied with this guest room. It wasn't that it was luxurious, but it was decorated with great care.
I poured some ice cold tea from the purple clay pot and was about to quench my thirst when a child of about eleven or twelve years old pushed in through the door carrying a vermilion food box.
A strange color flashed in Ye Qian's eyes. He looked carefully and saw a pair of antler-like purple horns on the child's forehead. The childish little face carved with jade and pink had an unearthly beauty that could break at the slightest touch.
; The purple eyes that always seem to be shrouded in water mist, mixed with the weak body that reveals an indescribable gentleness and nobility, make people feel that he is made of water, without any trace of fireworks and earthiness!
Is this a half-demon? Ye Qian felt that he couldn't hold it. He didn't feel the slightest bit of demonic energy.
Seeing Ye Qian staring at him blankly, the child smiled sweetly, with two shallow dimples on his cheeks, "Are you feeling okay? Grandpa sensed that you were awake and asked me to bring some food to the distinguished guests!"