Feng Wuxie pondered—
Although there are poison veins behind the ancient courtyard of the Taihuang, but for so many years, it has been used as a cover for the decent sect. Even the academy disciples, if they had not passed the special screening test, would not have access to the core resource—poison. .
Therefore, the disciples of Taihuang Ancient Courtyard are divided into two types:
The first is a disciple who does not have the qualifications to refine poisons, specializing in spiritism. Naturally, there are mediocre disciples and elite disciples, but regardless of their spirit power level, they can all be used by the academy as the face of the righteous sect.
This group of disciples will be screened again after they have completed their studies. A small number of elite disciples with outstanding abilities will be selected for non-ming cicadas, such as Mu Yuanting, who is in charge of intelligence.
The second type is the disciples who are truly regarded by the academy's poison masters, who have the qualifications for refining poison, and have passed the examination, who are qualified to come into contact with poison veins.
Although Taihuang Ancient Academy cultivates poison masters in secret, it is still a decent and upright person. Even if there are some bad rumors, they are only rumors!
The Association of Pharmacists has not publicly confronted the Taihuang Ancient Courtyard for so many years, obviously it has not found the slightest evidence! At the same time, I am also afraid of the strength of the Ancient Yuanyuan!
Why at this time... to provoke
Feng Wuxie's heart shook a little—Xiao Zi!
I am afraid that the news of Xiao Zi's serious injury was learned by the Pharmacist Federation! Those talents will want to take advantage of the dangers of others, and attack the unprepared ones!
Xiao Zi has the eyeliner of the Association of Pharmacists by his side!
Nowadays, Xiao Zi is weak and needs to sleep for a long time almost every day. She doesn't even bother to take care of the poisonous vein affairs. She sends things to her like an inheritance all day... Regarded as a thorn in the eye of a demon, this time it must be reported that he will kill, and he came to declare war under the name of Poison Cleaner!
Xiao Zi is in danger...
She suddenly thought of Xiao Zi's face that she had seen through Information Shadow Technique last night.
Now that Ling Yin has learned the news, it is impossible for Xiao Zi to not know...
But last night he even talked to her casually about the fun of Wuyin Island here, and didn't mention that he was in danger at all...
Obviously, he didn't want her to worry.
Feng Wuxie thought of this, took a deep breath, raised his face, and said to Ling Yin: "The first seat of the tomb, you have already planned to leave, but you hesitate to look back, with a few tangled expressions, and finally this Pass me the information—"
Ling Yin's eyes were calm, waiting for Feng Wuxie to continue.
Feng Wuxie paused for a while, and then smiled, "I guess, the order my master gave to you is that you are not allowed to disclose it to me. You just disobeyed his order, right."
Ling Yin was taken aback, he did not expect that Feng Wuxie thought of this in a short moment!
… This Lord Feng is smarter than he thought.
Immediately, Ling Yin gave a deep ceremonial ceremony: "I defied the order, my fault, I am willing to receive punishment, but I beg the Lord..."
Feng Wuxie interrupted his four-character argument: "You are desperately defying my master's order and want to pass this information to me, because you are worried that my master is in danger. I hope I can help him. Is not it?"
Ling Yin nodded, admiring Feng Wuxie's ability to observe people's hearts.
A cluster of flames vacated from Feng Wuxie's palm, and the piece of paper with information on it was turned into ashes and burned in his palm, and then he faintly said to Mausoleum:
"The Mausoleum First Block, I have never read this page, and you have never given it to me. Thank you for this. After that, more attention should be paid to the Mausoleum First Block regarding the movement of the Pharmacist Association and the Taihuang Ancient Courtyard. , Inform me in time."
Ling Yin nodded slightly: "If you are loyal to others, you should do your best, dare to ask the Lord, do you have any reinforcements?"
Feng Wuxie lowered his head to think for a moment, and then said: "Since Master does not want to worry me, and deliberately concealed from me, then I fulfilled his wish. There is no need to worry too much about the first seat of the mausoleum. Master, he is wise and intelligent, even if he is lingering. The sickbed is not so easy to deal with, let alone..."
What's more, there is Gong Qing Shang.
Although this lady was cruel and merciless, even the Emperor Qianxie wanted to kill, but Feng Wuxie could see that she still preferred Xiao Zi's son.
Emperor Lingjiao and Gong Qingshang have already faced each other head-on. Her spiritual power and subordinate power are very terrifying. The Pharmacist Association can’t see this level clearly. If you rashly declare war with the Taihuang Ancient Academy, you won’t get any benefits. of.
"The first mausoleum, in short, let's solve the trouble of Silence Island first, and solve it as soon as possible. I can also help Master take care of other affairs as soon as possible, so as to avoid worries!"
Lingyin listened and nodded: "Then I will go and prepare. Three days later, I will conduct a thorough investigation."
Finished speaking, got up and said goodbye.
After leaving Lingyin, Feng Wuxie let out a sigh of relief.
"It's really eventful," she muttered to herself.
Shaking his head, Feng Wuxie put aside the matter of the Taihuang Ancient Courtyard.
"Innocent." A voice suddenly spread into her mind.
"Jianyu?" Feng Wuxie was stunned: "What's the matter?"
Along with a cyan brilliance, Yan Yu appeared beside her.
-Feng Wuxie did not close the space of the ancient pagoda. Xiaobai, Yanyu, and Chiyan who stayed inside were allowed to enter and leave at will.
"Apart from the power of the two swords Ruoxu and Qingtan, Chi Yan and I still have a strange feeling..."
"How does it feel?"
Yan Yu closed his eyes and exuded power to sense again. After a while, his face was suddenly pale, as if he had seen a natural enemy, his expression was painful, and even a black arrogance loomed between his eyebrows!
Feng Wuxie still remembers that when she first met Yanyu, her whole body was covered by this black flame...
…
What's the matter, Yan Yu was infected with evil power in an instant
"Jianyu, put on this." Feng Wuxie took out a string of bracelets from Qiankun's bag and put it on Yanyu's hand.
This evil force is not deep, even the Vientiane Secret Needle cannot be used, just use this bracelet, it is enough to purify.
This bracelet is made of dragon scales that are as white as snow, and it has a huge purification power...
It was the gift that Jixue gave her seven years ago, on the shore of the Sea of Soul, before the undead of Jixue disappeared.
I vaguely remember that at that time, Lord Youchen brought a family of Xuelonglin's undead spirits and walked across the sea, drinking and singing together with the spiritists who participated in the killing of the black nightmare. Everyone received a gift from the Xuelonglin clan. .
What Feng Wuxie received was this purifying bracelet.
The snow-white dragon scales exudes a gentle and peaceful halo, which quickly dissipated the evil force between the feather brows.
Feng Wuxie retracted the bracelet with a solemn expression: "Jianyu, what's the matter?"
Yan Yu shook his head, did not answer, and his face was still not good.
At this time, a ray of fire flashed, and Chi Yan appeared.
"Let me do it." Chi Yan embraced, among his handsome eyebrows, the usual jokes were completely gone, and his face was rare and serious:
"Me and Yanyu sensed the breath of'him..."
"He? Who?" Feng Wuxie frowned.
"—The soul refiner who cast us out of the world."
When Chi Yan's voice spoke of the three words "soul refiner", a ray of war intent flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen an enemy!
Feng Wuxie was shocked in her heart: "Didn't the soul refiner died long ago, hasn't it been 10,000 years?"
"Yes." Yan Yu closed his eyes slightly and sighed.
If she can, she really doesn't want to think of those dark memories again:
"But... the breath leaking from the fissure... is exactly the same as him, I will never make a mistake! There is also that kind of seal, only he can do it..."
Feng Wuxie intuitively felt that there must be an uneasy secret hidden in it.
However, the current information is insufficient, so Feng Wuxie did not go into it further.
"This time there will be a crack, probably because there is a problem with the enchantment between Seal Ruoxu and Qingtan." She groaned and said: "I believe you and Chi Yan can't feel wrong, we need to figure it out, that What is the spirit of the soul-forging master? Isn't he dead? Or... It's been tens of thousands of years, what is the strange thing about him now..."
monster.
Originally wanted to say this word, but Feng Wuxie thought, after all, that Yan Yu and Chi Yan were both refined by that person. Maybe it's not good for her to be so straightforward
But... a soul refiner who can make this kind of sword... and he still refines nine swords...
That's not a monster, I'm afraid it's a fairy...
(End of this chapter)