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Jian Yixin imagined what she would encounter at the beginning, but she did not expect that Qinglu would be the first to do it on her own, and she even dismantled 09.
It is true that Jane Yixin has thought about whether it is possible for her to get rid of her identity as an employee of the substitute department and to get rid of 09's surveillance, but the fact is that in a small world, she cannot do without 09, a tool for tasks.
What's more... Jian Yixin thought with a headache, she didn't know the mission this time.
It's not that 09 didn't tell her the mission, but this time the mission is different from the past. According to 09, according to the trend of the mission, her final mission is different, and it may even go to two opposite extremes.
The information that Jian Yixin got basically revolved around Yu Yi's life. It is conceivable that the focus of the mission was on Yu Yi.
Yu Yi can be called the second generation of immortals. Her father, Yu Qing, is extremely talented and is the supreme sword cultivator of Lingyun Sect, the first sect in the cultivation world. The mother Qiongling is one of the few heaven-rank artifact refiners, and for her daughter, she has refined a half-artifact to replace the puppet, and her status is faintly higher than other heaven-rank.
Such two great powers died together in the secret realm, their souls were scattered, and they only had time to send Yu Yi away.
Yu Yi only had Jindan stage cultivation, and when he was sent out, his pulse was broken and he was dying, and there was no possibility of cultivation in this life.
She used to follow her parents to practice and play in the cultivation world. After her parents died, she was taken back to Daiyuan Peak by Ling Yunzong.
When she was in a coma, senior sister Qu Xirong took good care of her, senior brother Hang Yunhe worked tirelessly to watch over her every day, and even the suzerain Qu Hang asked her for help and attached her to her heart. When the news spread, everyone listened and praised Ling Yunzong.
Yu Yi's meridians had been destroyed, his spiritual energy had dissipated, and he had been carefully nurtured by the lowest-level Spirit Gathering Array for three years before he woke up.
The time when Jian Yixin logged into the small world should be after Yu Yi woke up and had been raising her body for a month, and her body was almost healthy.
At this time, Yu Yi was equivalent to a fairly healthy mortal who still lacked qi and blood. In the realm of self-cultivation, he was like an ant at the foot of a giant, small and fragile.
Therefore, Yu Yi will definitely use herself as a substitute puppet—
The day Yu Yi woke up, she placed the puppet on the soft couch under the window lattice, telling others that it was as if her mother was watching over her, and she would feel more at ease when sleeping.
Now that her body is almost in good shape, and she can afford the ceremony of recognizing the master as a substitute puppet, she immediately set the matter in three days.
Three days later, it was Yu Qingqiongling's death day.
The information that Jian Yixin got is here. As for the subsequent development of the situation, the Kuaichuan Bureau did not give any information. Like 09 said, the subsequent development of the situation is under the control of Jian Yixin, and when the time is ripe, the system will naturally give it to him. out the final task.
- But now the system is gone.
It is difficult for Jane Yixin to determine the pros and cons of being uninstalled in 09.
Qinglu has been using old things to send "signals" to himself since the last world, causing Jian Yixin's doubts.
So, is it possible... The Qinglu in this world has a purpose in dismantling 09 from itself
Jian Yixin thought about it quietly, and then heaved a sigh of relief.
Just wait and see.
As for tasks, Jian Yixin has never been afraid to fight alone, but in order to know her final task, she still hopes that Kuai Chuan will find out that her system has been removed and send someone to take over as soon as possible.
If no one takes over, as long as the task is done well, she and Qinglu can live well in the cultivation world.
After clearing up the system, Jian Yixin quickly thought about the task.
Before Yu Yi went out, 09 was still whispering to her. According to the miserable setting of Meiqiang, the protagonist of Xiuxianwen, there was definitely something wrong with this Lingyun Sect. The death of Yu Yi's parents was not easy, and there must be a conspiracy behind it.
Jian Yixin had never read any text on immortality, but she was also skeptical of Ling Yunzong.
After all, ordinary people are innocent and guilty. Yu Yi is a mortal orphan girl with countless secret treasures. Killing and capturing treasures is a daily activity in the cultivation world, not to mention such a glittering mobile treasure house. Yu Yi must have no body, and his soul will be scattered.
And Ling Yunzong is just wholeheartedly protecting Yu Yi? Jane did not believe it.
The surrogate puppet is Qiongling's most proud and brilliant work, and anyone under the loose immortals can die for the master, so that the master can be safe.
They would not sit by and watch Yu Yi recognize the master, otherwise Qu Xirong would not have suggested that Yu Yi should be reserved for the ceremony on the anniversary of his parents' death when Yu Yi was about to recognize the master five days ago.
If the surrogate puppet is really taken away, it will be a start for them to bully Yu Yi. It is conceivable what will happen to Yu Yi after being sucked and knocked out of the marrow and no longer benefits...
When did Yu Yi make himself the master? Jian Yixin pursed her lips, feeling a little urgency in her heart.
She can accept the failure of her mission, but when she thinks that her failure must be accompanied by Qinglu's death in this small world, Jian Yixin is reluctant to lose.
She can only trust Qinglu now, Xiao Yuyi who has grown up in this world for more than ten years, is still an innocent little girl.
Yu Yi cleaned up the puppets, and Hetong brought the delicacies.
Most of the cultivators had fasted, but Yu Yi was a mortal now and could not eat three meals a day.
She had no appetite, even anorexia, but she still ate the food one by one.
She needs to stay in shape.
To this end, Yu Yi went to bed to take a nap. She slept for a while and was awakened by a loud noise.
Someone called her outside the big formation, and the voice was very familiar, it was Qu Xirong.
Come soon.
Outside, Qu Xirong was still screaming, as if she was afraid that Yu Yi, a mortal with bad ears, would not be able to hear. Yu Yi got off the bed in a leisurely manner, and even drank some nectar to moisten her throat.
Qu Xirong stood outside the big formation with a sullen face for a long time, before Yu Yi came out.
Daiyuan Peak, not to mention courtyards and pavilions, doesn't even have a tree to protect it from the wind and rain. Except for the rich spiritual energy gathered from the spiritual stone veins, Daiyuan Peak is like a bald mountain that no one wants.
Qu Xirong looked at Dai Yuanfeng, who could have belonged to her own family, but Yu Yi was holding him back, and then looked at the formation that isolated her, and hated Yu Yi more and more in her heart.
Finally, expecting a figure to emerge from the formation, Qu Xirong stepped forward:
"Yu Yi, why did you start the great formation?"
"How come you have time to look for me, Senior Sister? Didn't you have time to talk about it in the morning?" Yu Yi said with a look of surprise, and then looked at the big formation behind her, "This is made by my mother, and I thought that my father lived there. Dongfu, open a mother's formation, and they will be with me together."
Qu Xirong felt disdain in her mouth again, her parents were dead, but Yu Yi was still a young child. Really naive.
But it's a good thing that she doesn't grow up, but she shouldn't happen to have a formation today. Thinking of the elders who returned home, Qu Xirong said in an educational tone:
"You live in Lingyun Sect, and it is very appropriate to have a large sect to protect you. How can you not trust your own family again? It hurts the feelings of the same family."
Qu Xirong paused and rebuked: "And the spirit stone consumed by this formation is not much worse than that of the sect's great formation. It must not be so extravagant and wasteful!"
Yu Yi blinked, her eyes clear:
"But Senior Sister, I never go to Qingyuntang to get my monthly salary. I only use the spiritual stone veins that my father left for me."
"Those spirit stones—" Qu Xirong's words came to an abrupt end, unable to continue.
"So what?" Yu Yiqin asked with a smile.
so what? Of course, in Qu Xirong's eyes, the spiritual stone that her parents left to her belonged to the Qu family sooner or later. Qu Xirong had already regarded Daiyuan Peak, her parents' relics and even everything she owned as her own. thing.
That's why she could so confidently ask herself why she was wasting "her spiritual stone".
Yu Yi took advantage of the action of closing the Hechuang cloak, while covering his expression, and said:
"However, Senior Sister is right. I created a formation in vain just for that little unwarranted thought. It's because I didn't do it thoughtfully."
"I figured it out." Yu Yi chuckled and clapped her hands, "When the puppet recognizes the master in three days, and my mother's puppet is always by my side, this formation can be closed naturally."
"Sister, isn't this great?"
Yu Yi smiled lightly, but Qu Xirong was very angry, but what could she say
Before coming here, my father told me to act carefully, not to arouse Yu Yi's vigilance, how could I want her to come in person, she couldn't even enter the cave, let alone peep at the puppet, and was blocked by Yu Yi's words mouth.
Speaking of which, Qu Xirong had no choice but to nod her head, and she had to say something praising Yu Yi. In the end, she repeated her remarks countless times:
"You don't have a cultivation base now. It's quite risky for you to recognize the master of the puppet. If you can't say it, you will die. You must wait until three days later. My father and the elders of the sect gather together to protect the law for you, understand?"
Yu Yi nodded, smiling without any scheming, as pure as the ice and snow on Daiyuan Peak:
"I know about life-threatening matters, Senior Sister, don't worry."
Dang Yuyi didn't dare to take her own life seriously, and she didn't know anything, so Qu Xirong thought about it and didn't miss anything, so she perfunctory Yu Yi and went back to find her father.
Three days later, there is still a plan, how can this unique substitute puppet, this half-artifact, replace Yu Yi.
She is a waste, how cheap is her life.
After Qu Xirong left, Yu Yi put on a crane cloak, stepped on the icy frozen snow, and walked back to the cave.
After a good night's sleep, she was confronted by Qu Xirong again. She was full of energy, and even her mind was very excited and sober.
She came to the puppet again.
Yu Yi peeled off half of the puppet's robe to reveal the position of the heart, and then placed the puppet flat on the bed.
How could she give the Qu family another chance to do something.
She hummed a little tune that her mother often hummed, and picked out a delicate silver knife from the storage bracelet.
Recognizing the master puppet is not much different from recognizing the master's other instruments, and Chu Yuyi still needs blood.
It's just that there is no blood in the puppet's body, and she has to use the master's blood for her whole body.
For immortal cultivators, as long as they don't move their blood essence, they will be fine, but Yu Yi can't.
What's more troublesome is that her meridians are so severe that she can't even use medicinal pills of high rank, so she can only use some that are not in the flow, otherwise the aura is too strong, and she will explode and die.
He almost emptied his blood, and he still couldn't take a good pill to protect his capital and maintain his yuan. This recognition of the master was indeed extremely dangerous for Yu Yi, and he would die if he failed.
But at this time, Yu Yi, because he was afraid of death, would hand over his fate to the enemy again.
Yu Yi took a few bloodless pills and put them under his tongue, put the silver knife on the crook of his arm, and scraped the thin skin with the blade.
Cold, sharp, with a little force, it can pierce the porcelain-white skin, revealing a tender red texture, and a steady stream of blood will rush out impatiently.
Yu Yi couldn't help licking her lips.
Her eyes were blurred, and a faint flush appeared on her face.
She put her thoughts into reality.
The silver-white moon-like blade stood on the crook of the arm, like a moving ice-cold star frost, making a five-inch incision on the white and delicate forearm.
She stared at the wound and waited two breaths.
Bloodstains quickly seeped out from the extremely thin and extremely long knife edge, like the demonic juice overflowing from the bottom of the snow, it quickly surged up, and along the forearm, there was a trace of fishy sweetness.
Yu Yi looked at her expressionlessly, turned her forearm over, and raised it above the puppet.
Tick, tick, the sound is getting denser.
At first it was still drop by drop.
Yu Yi was dissatisfied, and cut the knife deeper and cut her wrist. Only then was she satisfied.
She saw that the blood all fell to the puppet's heart and was instantly inhaled.
There is no obstacle, nothing is left, and even shows a bit of greed and desire.
"It's all for you." Yu Yi said gently.
The more you give, the more.
Yu Yi's lips had no color, her mind was dizzy, and her body was weak.
"Isn't it enough?" The time was almost there, she ate the blood-cultivating pills one by one, and even was in the mood to tease the puppet, "It's really gluttonous."
However, as the puppet absorbed more and more, the puppet's face gradually became ruddy, as if it was sucking all the good looks that Yu Yi had left into him.
Looking at her appearance, Yu Yi thought to herself that if this puppet didn't suit her liking, she would really lose a lot, and then she could only dismantle her good materials to pay for the torment she suffered today.
The Peixue Pill has eaten the last pill.
This elixir is not good at the rank, it is a panacea when used on a mortal body, it can protect Yu Yi from dying, but it is only immortality.
Yu Yi's eyes couldn't stop turning black.
She was carrying it only with the thoughts in her heart.
She was sure she could handle it.
Yu Yi bit the tip of her tongue hard, and her mind became clearer.
She looked at her forearm, which was already red and turned with flesh, and with a hard look, she was about to tear the knife open more.
She stretched out her hand and was about to make a move. In the corner of her eyes, the puppet opened her eyes and directly and accurately focused her gaze on herself.
The puppet on the couch, a golden and red robe faded to the waist, revealing a white and graceful body, from the shoulders to the slender waist, the curve smoothly descends, slipping into the dress room.
On the body, there are traces of color like ruby, flowing along the meridians to her limbs, like the veins of branches are densely woven, with red and white contrasting, there is a strange beauty.
Yu Yi's eyes were fixed. Before her blood was drained, the puppet had succeeded in accepting the master
She didn't have time to think about it, the next moment, the puppet sat up from the couch and hugged herself into her arms.
Move carefully.
"I woke up."
The puppet's hand held up Yu Yi's blood-stained arm, and used magic to coagulate the scars.
Her hands were warm and soft.
The puppet's voice was as gentle as a sigh, and he hugged himself even tighter:
"You can rest."