The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Ye Qingchi walked over in two or three steps, his figure flying fast.

The closer you get, the stronger the power emanating from the glass bottle can be felt.

Even his breathing became lighter and slower.

No, I could barely catch my breath.

However, in the glass bottle, there is only a little inner alchemy and flesh and blood of that mighty one.

He believed it.

Believe in the cruelty of the six major sects, and also believe that this great power has the ability to repair the Demon Market.

Now, he is going to take away the glass bottle, and reshape the fairy body for that mighty one, to make things right!
Excited to think about.

He mobilized his spiritual power enough not to be intimidated by that force, and slowly stretched out his hand to grab the glass bottle.

But at this moment, there was a sound of steady footsteps behind him.

Ye Qingchi couldn't help but tremble all over, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Teacher, what are you doing here?"

It was his master's voice, cold and ruthless.

There was also a hint of anger hidden.

Ye Qingchi's body was stiff, and he slowly turned his head after a while.

Qingwu was standing in front of the cave entrance, and the silver light shone in, making his figure very long.

His face was turned away from the light, so it was difficult to see his expression clearly.

He just stood there quietly, already making Ye Qingchi dare not move again.

"Master..." Ye Qingchi didn't know what excuse to find.

Qingwu glanced at the light wrapped around the tree roots, and raised his eyebrows, "You actually want to steal the treasure of Jialan Xianshan, do you know what crime you should have?"

In the past, such questioning had already made Ye Qingchi kneel down.

But Ye Qingchi straightened his mind. After he was terrified, he became angry instead, pointing to the glass bottle and said: "Master, thousands of years ago, did you kill a great power with others, and took her inner alchemy and flesh and blood as offerings?" Spirit tree?"

Qingwu narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who told you?"

This matter is deeply hidden.

Only the heads and elders of several major sects knew about this matter. Those who helped strengthen the God-killing Formation back then had either expired their lifespan or had been secretly resolved.

Ye Qingchi is still young, so he must have informed this matter on purpose.

"Master, don't worry about how I know, just tell me if it's true or not!" Ye Qingchi asked.

Qingwu clasped his hands, with a calm expression: "Of course it's fake. We have cultivated not only inner alchemy spiritual power, but also our own xinxing. How can we do such a vicious thing?"

"Then how to explain this inner alchemy and flesh and blood?"

"It was the mighty one who saw that the spirit tree was about to wither. She sacrificed her ego and let us divide her inner alchemy and flesh and blood. Only when the spirit tree is alive can the fairy world have spiritual energy, and monks can continue to practice." Qingwu said As he spoke, he looked sad.

Tears flickered in his eyes, he sighed and shook his head, "Qingchi, when you hear about this, you should ask your teacher to clarify it first, instead of being provoked easily. You know, although the broken inner alchemy has passed Thousands of years, but the power is still there, if it is obtained by someone with evil intentions, the consequences will be disastrous."

Just a few words made Ye Qingchi's heart shake again, filled with guilt.

He immediately knelt down and said, "Master, disciple...disciple is so stupid, he was almost deceived!"

Qingwu approached step by step with a gentle voice.

"You are an upright person with a pure mind, and it is normal for people to take advantage of you. Who is it? Who is it that wants to provoke the relationship between you and me?"

He stared at Ye Qingchi with burning eyes.

"Yes..." When Ye Qingchi was about to say it, he suddenly stopped, "Master, since that mighty man volunteered to sacrifice, why did you say to water it with fairy liquid?"

Qingwu's smile was a bit stiff, "Of course it's not easy to tell the outside world..."

"Master! You really treat me like a fool. You must be the ones who attacked that powerful man. You don't want the monks to know your vicious face and methods, so you say that!"

Ye Qingchi no longer believed Qingwu's nonsense.

He stood up and cursed fiercely, "Master, you are the Great Elder of Jialan Xianshan, how could you do such a thing that insults the sect?! You are ruthless, vicious and insidious! You have nothing to do with evil cultivators!" What a difference!"

"Being a teacher is for the entire fairy world, for all the monks!" Qing Wu rushed over.

Because the realm gap between the two was too big, he easily grabbed Ye Qingchi's neck.

He suppressed it with spiritual power. On the one hand, he controlled Ye Qingchi's hands and feet, and on the other hand, he detected his golden core.

"Look at your inner alchemy, you can become a leader among the younger generation without the help of this spiritual energy! If there is no spiritual energy from the spirit tree, how can this fairy world be called a fairy world?!" Qingwu said.

Ye Qingchi's face turned red, and he said with difficulty: "If I knew...knowing this, I would rather live an ordinary life than practice!"

Qing Wu ground his molars, his complexion became even colder.

"I don't care if I repair it or not, who told you about this? Tell me, and I will save your life."

Ye Qingchi looked straight at him, and squeezed out two words: "Don't even think about it!"

Qingwu was so angry that he had a heart attack.

How did he accept such an apprentice!

But it doesn't matter, he has his own way to get Ye Qingchi's memory.

He squeezed a formula with his left hand.

Two fingers approached Ye Qingchi's forehead, and the silver light shone.

However, before falling down, a stronger silver light emitted from Ye Qingchi's body, flicking Qingwu's two fingers away.

"I actually cast a spell on you to protect your memory." Qingwu's beard almost curled up.

And it seems that he is not able to untie it casually.

The man was really well prepared.

Since it is impossible to detect, there is no need to save the life of this traitor.

With a wave of his sleeve, he took out the soul-crushing ice pick, and said, "Qingchi, you refuse to repent, so I have no choice but to end you as a teacher."

Ye Qingchi's eyes widened in disbelief.

It is really insidious to kill as soon as you kill, but to break your soul.

He has been cultivating in Jialan Xianshan for a hundred years, and he has only seen Qingwu's true face today, he is truly blind!

"Okay! You can kill if you want, I also think...it's a shame to be your apprentice!" After Ye Qingchi shouted, he had already closed his eyes.

He has no fear!
I would rather die than say Yun Yubai's name!

"I will fulfill you!" Qingwu's eyes were already red with anger.

Wave your hand to let the Soul Crushing Icicle fall.

The soul of a monk in the Golden Core realm is naturally somewhat hard.

The crystal ice cone pierced Ye Qingchi's soul, and it would not be able to tear apart for a while.

But Ye Qingchi was already screaming in pain.

Together with the golden core in the body, cracks and shattering appeared!

Qingwu raised his chin slightly, not a trace of pity and distress, as if he felt that the scream was a beautiful piece of music.

"Traitor, that's what happens."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the magic circle of Jialan Xianshan received a huge impact, making a lot of noise, and the whole Xianshan was shaking.

The aura flows faster.

There seemed to be a strong wind blowing outside.

Qingwu couldn't help feeling ridiculous, "This is...he came to save you? Then he is really courting death!"

Sure enough, there was a figure flying in Yujian, the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly! (end of this chapter)