Ninth Uncle Shi Shaojian

Chapter 87 Tingting Changes
A fire suddenly ignited on the body of the man in black. The fire was so powerful that it burned his body to ashes in just a short moment, turning into a thick smoke mixed with flames and rushing straight to the ground.

Daoist Qingxu reacted extremely quickly, and the power of gold covered the ground silently, trying to block the thick smoke.But a scene that surprised Daoist Qingxu appeared, the thick smoke easily penetrated the metalized ground and disappeared.

"What kind of monster is this?" Daoist Qingxu frowned. With his current cultivation base, dealing with the black-robed man in the late stage of Taoism is like playing with him. It's not too easy.However, the man in black robe ran right in front of him, which shocked Master Qingxu.

He shook his head lightly, "If you run away, just run away. If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. You will always fall into my hands. Let's save the people in this place first."

Thick flames and smoke shuttled through the stratum and entered a strange space.Above the space is the endless bright sky, and below the space is the vast, pitch-black land. A crack more than one meter wide traverses the ground. In the crack, magma boils, fire flashes, and heat waves rise.

Nine mysterious people wrapped in black robes sat around a raised magic circle, and the thick flames and smoke entering here alarmed them instantly.One of them yelled softly and temporarily stopped the flames and smoke.

"How did you lose your body?"

There was a burst of thick smoke from the flames, and a voice came out: "Master Ninth, I encountered a strong infant-transformer and had to destroy my body to escape."

"Infant Transformation Powerhouse?"

"What's going on, explain clearly."

After the nine people listened, a black-robed man roared angrily, "Trash, idiot, for ignoring years of planning for a mere soul stone, damn it."

"Master Six, please spare me!"

"Okay, the effect of the soul stone is miraculous, and it is very unfavorable for us to obtain it for human monks. It is understandable for him to do so."

"Thank you, Sir, for not killing me."

"Go."

The three masters waved their hands, and the flames and smoke plunged into the magma, "The human baby-changing powerhouse has made a move. I am afraid that the matter of Luoxu will not be hidden."

"The Luoxu magic circle has a lot to do with it, and there is no room for loss."

"Sixth, eighth, you sit in Luoxu personally, remember, no more troubles are allowed. When you are done, you can do whatever you want."

"Yes, my lord."

……

In the Taoist Hall of Fengcun, Daoist Qingxu looked at Song Yunzi lying on the bed with a metal body all over his body, and immediately became angry, and asked the weak Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu: "What are you doing? Song Yunzi How did it become like this?"

Uncle Jiu smiled wryly, "Master, it's a long story..."

"Then make a long story short."

"In order to protect everyone, Junior Brother Song Yunzi used my uncle's conjured golden sword against the descendants who besieged them."

"Why didn't you notify me sooner?"

"Eldest brother, tell me." Uncle Jiu looked at Shi Jian.

Shi Jian wished he could strangle Uncle Jiu to death, met Qingxu's stern gaze, and said, "We sent a letter as soon as Junior Brother Song Yunzi was sent back, but you didn't reply, Mr. Fang Yunzi said that Mr. Yuxu was in seclusion, but Uncle Master left Maoshan a few days ago, and his whereabouts are unknown."

"Uncle Master didn't receive it?" Uncle Jiu asked.

"No, could it be that my transmission gossip mirror is broken?" Master Qingxu groped in his pocket, but couldn't find the transmission gossip mirror for a long time.

Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu looked at each other, and the latter cautiously reminded, "Master Uncle, could it be that he left somewhere while changing clothes?"

"It's possible." Master Qingxu smiled awkwardly, put his palm on Song Yunzi's head, the power of gold surged, and Song Yunzi's metalized body quickly transformed into a flesh and blood body.Gradually, Daoist Qingxu's complexion became ugly.

"Uncle, what happened?"

Daoist Qingxu withdrew his hand, and said with guilt on his face: "It was I who harmed Song Yunzi. I shouldn't have given him the golden sword of incantations, and I shouldn't have lost the gossip mirror. His body has been metalized for too long. Limbs are necrotic, but fortunately there is a golden force in the body to protect the heart and brain, otherwise he would have died long ago."

Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu were taken aback, their limbs were necrotic. Wouldn't Song Yunzi become a useless person in the future?
"Is there no other way?"

"There are three ways."

"Which three?"

"First, I have cultivated to the level of a celestial master, using the spirit of the heart and the orifice to reshape Song Yunzi's limbs."

Daoist Qingxu is a strong master at the master level. It is very difficult to advance to a small level after cultivating to this level. It is possible that he will not be able to advance to the heavenly master level for a lifetime. This method will not work.

"What about the second way?"

"Find a natural treasure that repairs the body."

In today's world, spiritual energy is thin, and it is difficult to breed natural treasures.

"What about the third way?"

"Song Yunzi cultivated himself to the level of a celestial master."

Three ways, in fact, equal to no way.Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu felt a little sympathetic to Song Yunzi, wondering if he would be able to accept that he would have to lie on the bed after waking up, eating, washing his feet, and taking a bath.

"Go and rest."

"Uncle, you should also go to bed earlier."

"Go."

……

When Shi Shaojian woke up, the sky outside the window was already dark.

When I got up from the bed, I felt a splitting headache, I couldn't help moaning in pain, and sat back down.After a while, Shi Shaojian felt better, and stood up while supporting the bed.

Ren Tingting was lying on another bed in the room. She seemed to be in pain, her face was bloodless, her smooth forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and she was unconsciously shouting something.

"Tingting, what's wrong with you?" Shi Shaojian asked in a low voice.

"exist……"

"I'm here."

"cold……"

Shi Shaojian quickly hugged her in his arms and said in a low voice, "I've always been by your side, always."

There is no fever, and there is nothing wrong with it. Ren Tingting talked nonsense all night, in a mess and without logic.Shi Shaojian hugged her and didn't sleep all night. Seeing that she was talking nonsense, he put a talisman on her forehead.After tossing until dawn, Ren Tingting finally settled down.

Shi Shaojian suffered from a severe headache and didn't sleep all night. The trauma of his soul seemed to have deepened. He quietly left the room, sat cross-legged in the courtyard, and practiced the secrets of the Three Lives Dao in the face of the rising sun.

The magic power runs through the Niwan Shrine. After a few laps, the tingling of the soul gradually weakens, but to fully recover, it needs at least ten days and a half months of recuperation. After all, the soul is different from the body, so it cannot be sloppy.

After the training was over, Shi Shaojian got up, and almost bumped into Master Qingxu as soon as he turned around.He was taken aback, especially after seeing Daoist Qingxu crushing the man in black with great power, he couldn't help feeling a little awe in his heart.

"Master Uncle."

"Shaojian, you are not bad." Master Qingxu said with a smile.

Shi Shaojian shook his head and said, "My strength is far behind. I have no strength to fight back against the enemy. I can't even escape. My uncle is the best."

"You have done a good job, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, practice hard, and your future achievements will be limitless." Master Qingxu paused for a while, then changed the topic suddenly, "Shaojian, your little wife is not easy. "

"Uncle Master, Tingting, she..."

(End of this chapter)