The fierce poison spread at a terrifying speed, and Xin Ji could only use his true energy to contain the poison and save his life. He had no choice but to withdraw his energy, and Tong Hua immediately fell to the ground.
Xin Ji fell to the ground, knowing that the situation was not good: "It turns out that they were all doing it for me to see, and the sword formation was also fake!"
"No, the sword formation has indeed been broken by me." Duan Qingming said.
Xin Ji was confused: "Then..."
Gu Pinglin then stood up and brushed off the dust leisurely: "I let him break it because I didn't intend to use the sword formation against you in the first place."
Duan Qingming walked over to him with his hands behind his back and stood still, smiling, "We all agree that the terrain of this Lingxin Temple is not suitable for setting up a large sword formation."
Gu Pinglin said: "The small formation may not be able to deal with you."
Duan Qingming said: "So it is better to use poison."
"You guys!" Xin Ji was so angry that his true energy almost dissipated. The poison was approaching one inch closer to his heart meridian. He was so scared that he hurriedly calmed down and quietly took out a silver needle from the seam of his sleeve with his right hand.
Seal the acupoints to control the poison. As long as he can suppress the toxicity temporarily and restore his true Qi, it will be no problem for him to kill these two guys with his own cultivation level.
Xin Ji was groping for the acupuncture points while talking to delay time: "The Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining is with me. This matter has not been leaked. How did you know?"
"This question..." Duan Qingming said, "I'd like to ask Junior Brother Gu to explain it."
Gu Pinglin remained calm: "Simple, divination."
How could divination be so accurate? He was just blatantly talking nonsense. However, Xin Ji had ulterior motives and didn't care: "If you two are really interested in the Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining, there's no harm in practicing together. Why do this?"
Gu Pinglin went over and picked up the pupil painting: "We are interested, why should we share it with you?"
Fearing that he might have the intention to kill him, Xin Ji hurriedly said, "I am an old man of humble talent, but I have barely made it to the outer alchemy realm. If I can keep my life to serve you two, wouldn't it be easier for me to use you than for them?"
Gu Pinglin said: "You have harmed countless people for the sake of pupil refining painting and have committed many evil deeds. How can you let me stay?"
Xin Ji sneered when he heard this: "That being said, the world of cultivation has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak. Patriarch Baichuan killed countless people in his life, but he still ascended to heaven. Compared to them, what are the lives I have?" He turned to Duan Qingming, "Even if you consider that I wanted to let you go just now, you should show some leniency and spare my life."
"That makes sense," Duan Qingming said, "but you have already reached the eighth level of Qi transformation. How can we be assured? Perhaps after you detoxify, you will kill us."
He seemed to be hesitant, but his attitude was softening. Xin Ji sensed what was going on and asked tactfully, "What do you want?"
Gu Pinglin said: "Hand over a wisp of my soul."
This soul is the life soul of a cultivator. If you really hand it over, it is equivalent to handing your life over to others. Life and death are only in the mind of others, and the chance of getting it back is extremely slim. Xin Ji sneered when he heard this. He had already sealed three major acupoints while talking. Seeing that he was about to complete the task, he deliberately acted embarrassed and hesitated to delay time: "This..."
Gu Pinglin summoned the Gu Ying Sword and placed it across his neck.
Seeing that this person was resolute in words and deeds, Xin Ji's forehead was bulging with veins, and he said in a panic: "Wait, I agree!"
"It should have been done long ago," Duan Qingming smiled and motioned for Gu Pinglin to put away his sword. He leaned forward slightly and patted Xin Ji's shoulder heavily. "I know you are unwilling, but even ants try to survive. As the saying goes, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. Very good, very good!"
Two "very good"s made Xin Ji's hand tremble, and the needle finally went off target, and the position of the needle was just right, which just happened to break open the first three blocked acupoints.
"You!" Xin Ji failed at the last moment and almost vomited blood.
Duan Qingming was surprised: "Hey, you are not satisfied?"
God has doomed me! Xin Ji secretly groaned, his face twisted: "No."
"You don't look well," Duan Qingming said, "Well, there is no time to lose. You should quickly peel out your soul so that I can detoxify you. Otherwise, the poison will attack your heart meridians and you will lose your cultivation."
Xin Ji gritted his teeth and said nothing, still trying to delay time and try again.
Gu Pinglin said: "He may not agree."
"He will agree."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm very confident," Duan Qingming said with a smile, "Even if I use silver needles to seal the acupuncture points, he won't last more than half an hour."
Hearing this, Xin Ji knew that he was doomed today, so he started to negotiate seriously: "I really want to serve you, but you two must at least leave me a way out. Otherwise, how can I be willing to serve you if I never get ahead like that?"
Duan Qingming said: "I will set you free when I become great."
I don’t know when I’ll be able to wait for you to become great! Xin Ji almost fainted: “You… I’m afraid I won’t live to see that day.”
Duan Qingming asked: "Then it is the Dan Shen Realm?"
Damn, that's about the same! Xin Ji tried hard not to curse. As the saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. If your life falls into someone else's hands, there really is not much room for bargaining. He weighed it for a moment, and seeing that the two had no intention of giving in, he could only sigh deeply and throw away the silver needle dejectedly: "Forget it, forget it, I admit defeat!"
A wisp of the soul was extracted with difficulty and attached to the soul stone.
Gu Pinglin took it in his hand, looked at it, verified that it was correct, and handed it to Duan Qingming.
Duan Qingming put away the soul stone and threw a few pills to the pale Xin Ji: "Take one pill in the morning and one in the evening, and it will cure the disease."
Now that the matter was settled, Xin Ji had no choice but to take the antidote and swallow it, comforting himself that this kid had excellent aptitude and it was not impossible for him to enter the Dan God realm. As long as there was hope, it was good.
Yue Songting has always taught his disciples to be lenient to others and to take things as they come. Gu Pinglin is not a murderous person, and he will not be obsessed with good and evil. What Xin Ji said is right. He has not taken the most lives. External alchemy cultivators are rare, so it is more valuable to keep him alive and do good things.
Gu Pinglin took the mountain and river bag and checked it. After a while, he said "hmm" softly and took out a letter from it.
Xin Ji regained his spirit, got up and brushed off the dust, explaining: "This letter was written by Master Wei Feng, the co-leader of the Nine Gates of the Demon Realm, asking me to meet someone in Penglai and give this letter to that person, but I accidentally got the "Nine Chapters of Refining the Spirit"..."
He didn't say anything else. Gu Pinglin and the others already understood. With the "Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining" in his hand, he had no intention of returning to the Demon Realm, and of course he would not deliver the letter.
After a quick inspection, Gu Pinglin immediately concluded that the letter was sealed and the other party must have a token. If an outsider opened it without permission, the letter would be destroyed immediately.
Duan Qingming asked: "Do you know who the other party is?"
Xin Ji shook his head: "I don't know."
Before he got the "Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining", he was just a small character in the Demon Realm. Gu Pinglin didn't pursue the matter, and put the letter into his sleeve. Seeing that there was a Chongmai Pill in the Mountain and River Bag, he took it out and threw the Mountain and River Bag back to him: "Lend me this pill for now."
There were some good things in the bag, Xin Ji thought he couldn't keep it, but he only took a Chongmai Pill and said he was "borrowing" it. Xin Ji was relieved, thinking that these two people were not greedy people, and it was a good thing to have such a master. Chongmai Pill is an intermediate breakthrough pill, although it is expensive, he can't use it, so Xin Ji hurriedly said: "It's okay, Gu Daxiu can take it."
"The pupil painting is an evil object, I will keep it for you," Gu Pinglin put the pupil painting into his bag, "You go back to your room first, I will call you if there is anything."
Xin Ji felt extremely distressed, knowing that the two of them would definitely not feel comfortable leaving Tong Hua in their hands, so he had no choice but to agree and go in.
Gu Pinglin turned to look at Duan Qingming and saw that he was reading the Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining. He was immediately startled and quietly probed, "This is a sword cultivation technique."
"It has some merits, but I don't think it's worth my while." Duan Qingming closed the book and threw it to him. "If you are worried, you can keep it yourself."
“Okay.” Gu Pinglin took it and flipped through it, frowning. A green flame ignited in his hand, and the entire book "Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining" instantly turned into ashes.
What happened in the previous life is a lesson. The content of this book is extremely vicious, and all the skills and techniques require human life to practice. If it falls into the hands of people with evil intentions, it will surely become a disaster. Therefore, no matter how good it is, it cannot be kept.
"It really is a good way to get rid of harm," Duan Qingming saw this and did not feel any regret. He put away the Mingfeng Sword and said, "How was the sword just now?"
"Not enough." Gu Pinglin answered directly.
Duan Qingming nodded: "How do you name it?"
Gu Pinglin said: "Liu Feng Gu Ying."
"Liu Feng Gu Ying..." Duan Qingming repeated slowly, took two steps, and suddenly said, "Hey, I think it would be better to call it Ping Lin Gu Ying, how about that?"
Pinglin Gu Ying? Gu Pinglin ignored him and walked towards the room on the messy ground.
Duan Qingming followed him back to the South Courtyard and invited him, "Would you like to come in and have a drink to celebrate?"
Gu Pinglin refused unceremoniously: "Drinking too much will only delay things, so it's not necessary."
Duan Qingming said slowly, "You changed your attitude right after you took advantage of me. You even refused to drink a glass of wine. You are really heartless."
Gu Pinglin had already walked up the stairs and was about to push the door open. Upon hearing this, he turned around and looked at him: "Are you in love?"
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "Of course, we are friendly brothers. Am I not good to you?"
"You are just interested in me," Gu Pinglin said, "You care about me because of my provocation. Only I understand you and know what you want."
"Oh? What do I want?"
Faced with this question, Gu Pinglin did not answer immediately. He walked down the stairs again, staring at the person opposite with his big eyes.
The person opposite also smiled at him.
It was only a dozen steps away, but in the darkness of the night, it seemed inexplicably far away.
Gu Pinglin said: "Kung Fu, swordsmanship, Taoism... or your game?"
Duan Qingming asked: "Do you think so?"
"Of course," Gu Pinglin said, and suddenly laughed twice, stepping closer to him, "Of course not, you never wanted anything."
"Hmm..." Duan Qingming's deep eyes were filled with coldness. He quickly closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while. He turned sideways to look at the night sky in the distance, with an unreadable expression. "Maybe, but I didn't want to hurt you, but you concealed the matter of pupil painting."
Gu Pinglin stood beside him, without any shame: "My pupil painting is not yet complete, so I can't hurt you."
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "Are you so confident in me?"
Gu Pinglin said calmly: "Having no confidence in your opponent is an insult to yourself."
"You want to defeat me?"
"You've never failed before, so why don't you want to give it a try?"
Duan Qingming withdrew his gaze, looked at him for a long time with a smile on his face, said nothing, strode up the stairs and walked into the room.