He was just worried about spending too much, and wanted his daughter to intercede, trying not to be too extravagant. Of course, if Yu Qingyao persists, he has nothing to do. Yu Qingyao is now the suzerain of the Aurora Sect, and he has two demon kings under him, so he dare not even have the slightest thought of rebellion.
When Ah Zhen went on a killing spree, the demon gods enshrined in the Zhiren Kingdom were so frightened that they hid in the basement, and now they dare not show their faces.
After hearing Yu Qingyao's words, Bai Ling'er was relieved, but she felt a little sorry and said embarrassingly: "Sect Master Yu, you also let us do our best."
Yu Qingyao shook her head and said, "I don't want to bother you anymore. If you really want to help, please help me send a letter to Zongmen so that they can prepare to pick up the spirit."
Bai Linger quickly agreed.
Yu Qingyao thought about it, and sent a letter to Zongmen to see their reaction.
Now that Yu Ruyi and others are dead, the opposition in the sect should be greatly weakened. If they hear about this place and fear that I will respect me and obey me obediently, then that's all. If you still dare to play tricks on me, you may have to clean it once.
I don't like killing people, but don't make me either.
It's just that when you do this, you have to carefully distinguish who is a traitor and who is not. It is very troublesome, and I hate trouble.
It would be better if the guys from Yu Ruyi's group were all frightened and ran away on their own initiative, then I would save trouble.
While thinking about it, Yu Qingyao pretended to be sad, and dutifully kept watch.
In order to avoid trouble, she did not allow anyone to mourn. It is said that we will wait until the funeral is held after returning to the mountain.
Therefore, only Bai Ling'er led his father to this mourning hall.
Although deserted, Yu Qingyao felt pretty good.
On the night of the fifth day, Yu Qingyao was reading a novel by the light. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a person walking in. She was a little surprised and looked up.
The man was wearing the clothes of a palace guard, holding a fruit plate in one hand.
He lowered his head, his face not quite visible in the shadows.
Yu Qingyao didn't pay much attention to it at first, she glanced and saw the guard's other hand hanging down, it felt very stiff, not like a living thing. She became suspicious.
She was considered an extremely expensive guest, and the guards in the palace should hold the plate with both hands, which is the proper courtesy.
There are so many guards in the palace, it doesn't make sense to send a one-armed man to her. She didn't remember seeing such a guard.
Ah Zhen voiced vigilantly: "Master, be careful! This is not a palace guard, but a Taoist."
Taking a closer look at the man, Yu Qingyao sighed, frowned, and thought: Holding the grass, the ghost is really lingering, how did he get in here
She recognized it, and it wasn't a stranger who came, but the former master she didn't want to see.
Wang Yisheng found out that Yu Qingyao was guarding the spirit alone in a courtyard, and felt that this was the best opportunity to meet Yu Qingyao. After five days of investigation, he resolutely entered the palace tonight.
When I got nearby, I saw a guard walking towards the mourning hall with a fruit plate. In a place where no one was around, he immediately knocked out the guard, changed into the guard's clothes, and sneaked in with a little disguise.
Wang Yisheng put the fruit plate on the table in front of Yu Qingyao, and he whispered: "Sect Master Yu, do you still remember your former master?"
Yu Qingyao said softly: "Of course I remember!"
Wang Yisheng asked nervously, "Is he treating you well?"
"Okay, okay!" Yu Qingyao said reminiscently.
"If you meet him again, what will you do?" Wang Yisheng asked anxiously. He felt that the tone of the female apprentice's answer just now was weird, and he didn't have the bottom line in his heart.
"I'll be nice to him!" Yu Qingyao said playfully.
After hearing this, Wang Yisheng still couldn't figure out what she meant. It sounds good, but it doesn't feel right, it seems malicious.
He weighed quickly in his mind, hesitating whether to recognize each other on the spot.
Ah Zhen stood on the table, and in front of her was an open book of poetry.
"Master, is this a supper?"
"Wait!" Yu Qingyao said with a faint smile.
Ah Zhen hummed, and tilted her head to stare at Wang Yisheng.
Wang Yisheng was a little creepy.
After thinking about it for a while, he was finally unwilling to give up without success like this, mustered up his courage, raised his head and said with a smile: "Qing Yao, look who I am?"
Yu Qingyao looked at him carefully for a while, stood up in surprise, and shouted: "Master, why is it you? Why are you here?"
Seeing this, Wang Yisheng felt relieved, and said with a smile, "Isn't it me? I didn't even expect to see you here. By the way, why did you come here? Why aren't you with the same sect? What about them? "
Yu Qingyao said with a smile: "They! Of course they are in Zhou State. They are all well. I missed Master, so I went out to search everywhere by myself. I searched all over Zhou State, Chu State, Wu State, and Qi State, but I couldn't find you. A little news. Master, where have you been all these years?"
Wang Yisheng felt guilty and said with a vague smile, "Oh! I went to Qin."
Qin State is the territory of the Demon Sect, and usually Taoists will degenerate if they go there, he is too embarrassed to say that.
Yu Qingyao knew it in her heart, but she didn't say anything. She stared at his severed hand and asked, "Master, is your hand ready?"
This question touched Wang Yisheng's heart.
He sighed and said, "Not yet."
Yu Qingyao was a little surprised, and asked: "Is it because you haven't found an expert who can cure your hands?"
Wang Yisheng was hunted down by people from Yunhaiguan back then, and fled in embarrassment after breaking his hand. If it weren't for Yu Qingyao's help, he would have died back then. The Taoist sect has the spell to reattach the severed limbs to the body, but the severed limbs must be present, and the severed limbs must be connected as soon as possible before they are damaged. Wang Yisheng's severed hand had been eaten by a dog for a long time, and there was nowhere to look for it.
The spell of reviving severed limbs is extremely rare, Wang Yisheng has never heard of anyone who can. But he had heard that Demon Sect has a method that can cut off other people's hands and put them in his hands. But this succession is not chosen randomly, only people from the Demon Sect know what kind of hand is suitable.
It's useless to just connect it, you have to use spells to connect every tendon, this is to ensure that this hand will not hinder the Taoist from casting spells in the future. Only the people of the Demon Sect understand this. Only they will use human beings to experiment without any scruples to create this kind of spell.
Feiyun Temple was a small Taoist temple back then, and no one knew the spell of reconnecting severed limbs.
Wang Yisheng nodded.
Yu Qingyao asked suspiciously: "Then why hasn't it been cured yet?"
Wang Yisheng was embarrassed, the reason is not good to tell the naive female apprentice!
He said vaguely: "Master is living outside, poor and poor, and cannot afford the consultation fees."
Yu Qingyao pretended to be generous, and hurriedly said: "Do you want money? How much? I can help you raise some. If not, when I become the suzerain of the Aurora Sect, I will have money."
Wang Yisheng was moved in his heart, thinking that this apprentice was not in vain.
"By the way, Master, I'm apprenticed again. Don't you blame me? Don't blame me. I can't help it either. Master Yu is dying and insists on accepting me as a disciple. I really can't bear to refuse her."
Wang Yisheng forced a smile and said, "I don't blame you, you did the right thing."
Yu Qingyao smiled happily: "You don't blame me, then I can rest assured."
(end of this chapter)