Xie Jiuniang has seen the sealing formation.
It takes a lot of natural treasures and time, and it is not a large formation that can be completed by one person. Xie Jiuniang does not intend to get involved, and it is more appropriate to let the leader and others do it.
After leaving the conference hall, Xie Jiuniang went back to her cave in broad daylight.
Open the formation immediately to isolate it from detection.
Xie Jiuniang took out the soul-locking bottle, which contained Nangong Dou's soul, and sent a voice message into the bottle: "Nangong Dou, long time no see."
"Who are you?" Nangong Dou was very surprised to hear the voice of a strange woman, and then snorted coldly, "Is Lan Yuanming finally willing to let me out?"
"hehe."
Xie Jiuniang's laughter was cold and she spoke clearly, "I am Yuan Xi, a disciple of Tianxu Sect's Chao Yan. I am the child of destiny that you want to kill. Are you surprised?"
Nangong Dou was suddenly shocked.
How is this going
Nangong Dou didn't know how long the soul had been imprisoned. It was dark inside the soul-locking bottle. Suddenly someone spoke today, but it turned out to be the child of destiny
Xie Jiuniang said dimly: "You probably don't know yet, after your physical body was destroyed, I killed almost all the strong men from several families, and only a few were left hiding at the border. For example, in your Nangong family, there is only one female deity left..."
This man was one of the people who besieged her that year.
There is no way Xie Jiuniang would let her go.
Only two of the seven died, and five were still alive.
She won't let any of them go!
When Nangong Dou heard that all the family members were dead, he sneered: "Impossible, what are you bragging about."
"It's okay, just treat it as me bragging."
Xie Jiuniang had no intention of explaining. She took out the materials for making a puppet and immediately made a high-level puppet with an uncarved face. It was a faceless puppet.
Once, she promised her master that she would refine two puppets for him to serve tea and water, and they should be made to look like her uncle, but she has not been able to fulfill her promise until now...
For a moment just now, Xie Jiuniang almost carved out her master's face, but then she thought that using a puppet in the appearance of her master and stuffing Nangong Dou's soul into it would be a compliment to him.
This kind of person is only suitable to be a faceless person.
Xie Jiuniang forcibly stamped a slave mark on Nangong Dou's soul, and Nangong Dou's helpless howling was useless.
This slave seal is very overbearing.
If the soul does not disperse, you will be a slave forever.
As time goes by, they will gradually develop a slave mentality and will never dare to disobey their masters. This method is often used by brokers and auction houses to control slaves to be obedient.
Don’t ask why Xie Jiuniang knows about slave seals. The reason is that you have seen them in the Gongsun family’s collection of books.
Xie Jiuniang then refined Nangong Dou's soul into the puppet, and if the master returned one day, she would let him serve the master.
I believe Master will be very happy.
The sword spirit hid far away, trembling.
There is a small golden dragon wrapped around the hilt.
The little golden dragon is resting with his eyes closed.
At this moment, the little fat kid appeared out of nowhere. When he saw the broken sword and the little golden dragon, he wanted to shout with joy. The sword spirit quickly blocked his mouth with the sword, "Little kid, don't make a sound. You are disturbing the master's work. Do you want to die? Be careful or the master will throw you into the furnace for refining."
"Equipment furnace?" The little fat kid blinked.
The sword spirit is now becoming more and more terrifying to dog owners.
The master had gone mad a long time ago, and his mind had never been normal. He could talk to people with a smile one moment, and turn them into puppets the next.
Are you afraid
At this time, the sword spirit sensed that there was someone outside the formation. After a quick look, it found that it was Daojun Qiansha, so it carefully reminded: "Master, our master is outside the cave."
Hearing this, Xie Jiuniang paused.
"Master, you are here." Xie Jiuniang set out a white jade tea table and chairs, invited Qiansha Daojun to sit down, and then served spiritual tea.
Daoist Master Qiansha sized up her cultivation and said, "Not bad. You have reached the state of a spirit. I heard that you refused to hold the ceremony of achieving the state of a spirit?"
"Oh, I just don't want to cause too much trouble." Xie Jiuniang smiled lightly, politely and gently, "I remember that the last time Master's ceremony was quite troublesome."
This faint smile, in the eyes of Daojun Qiansha, was like she was putting on a layer of shackles for herself, thereby rejecting others' approach.
Qiansha Daojun understood what she meant.
It’s meaningless when the people who should be there are not here.
The two chatted in the cave for half an hour.
When a war broke out on the way, Taoist Qiansha left in a hurry.
Xie Jiuniang stepped onto the Broken Sword and flew to the central battlefield.
No one has arrived at the battlefield yet.
Then they saw a team of people guarding the logistics, taking the wounded and retreating. Most of them were medical practitioners, and when they encountered seriously injured monks, they could immediately rescue them on the spot.
Along the way, Xie Jiuniang then cleared out several demon teams.
Using the ability of incarnation to kill the vanguard team of the demons is like using a sledgehammer to kill a fly.
So, it cleans up pretty quickly.
This made the town guards nearby much more relaxed.
"Hey, dog owner, look over there!"
The sword spirit pointed to the left, and Xie Jiuniang turned her head to look.
There was a young medical practitioner who was giving emergency treatment to a cultivator in the late Jindan stage. The cultivator was seriously injured and half of his body was almost gone.
Xie Jiuniang discovered another monster approaching them. She threw the broken sword and killed the monster, and also killed its master.
Just at this moment, the young medical practitioner who saved the patient raised his head and looked at her. He had a very ordinary face, but a pair of extremely outstanding eyes.
The broken sword flew back, Xie Jiuniang raised her hand to hold it, without looking at the medical practitioner again, she turned around and continued to fly towards the battlefield.
The young medical practitioner stared at her back in a trance until her back disappeared, then he turned his gaze away.
He rescued the monk on the ground, and said to him, "You can only save your life temporarily. The town guards will take you back to the garrison in a while."
The town guards came over.
Move the injured away.
The captain of the town guard said, "Fellow Daoist, don't get too close to the central battlefield. I heard that the powerful ones are fighting again. The central battlefield is very dangerous now."
"Thank you for the reminder." The young medical practitioner thanked him.
As he left, he took another look at the central battlefield.
As Xie Jiuniang got closer to the battlefield, her attention was mostly drawn to the battle ahead.
Instead, the sword spirit was surprised and said, "Dog master, you were not surprised at all just now."
"What accident?"
"Mo Chuan, he is not dead." The sword spirit was surprised.
Xie Jiuniang's peach blossom eyes were slightly disturbed, but soon calmed down, "That is the territory of the sacred tree Fusang. Even if a person falls into the abyss, the possibility of survival is still very high."
After all, he is a genius alchemist, how could he not have something to save his life
Xie Jiuniang stepped on the broken sword and continued to fly towards the center of the battlefield.
The sounds of fighting coming from afar became clearer and clearer.