The villain has been playing badly for ten years

Chapter 210: Universal Capsule

what is this?

It saw tiny words floating in the air, like ancient silver runes interwoven.

You should know that the Lingshu Seal... was cast by a patriarch of the Shangqing Sect, and was specifically used to subdue ancient strange beasts.

Hua Jianbai had just reacted and was too frightened to dodge. He suddenly felt as if his whole body was pierced by countless steel needles, and a feeling of numbness and tingling surged from his limbs.

Sure enough, the pupils of its pair of snow-jade dragon eyes suddenly dilated, and its body, like a mountain, stiffened as if hit by something. Its huge tail twisted and it fell from mid-air.

There was only a loud bang, and Hua Jianbai's hill-like dragon head crashed into the ground, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, causing dark clouds to roll in the sky and the thick clouds to be shaken into pieces.

Only after seeing him collapse did Song Xing breathe a sigh of relief. This seal was extremely domineering, and he would not use it easily unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Ow—"

Hua Jianbai smashed a huge hole in the snow and roared in pain, as if he was full of grievances and anger that could not be relieved.

When the snow and frost mist dissipated, the dragon scales on the dragon's body, as green as a mirror, looked like they were painted with a layer of light brushstrokes, with runes faintly reflected on them.

Song Xing easily subdued the beast, then put away the Taiwei Instrument Plate and looked at it sternly:

"You were the first to break your promise. Even if you and Grand Master are from the same lineage, you still have to restrain yourself!"

Hua Jianbai let out a thunderous dragon roar, and its dragon head, which was like a small hill, drooped on the ground, with mist coming out of its nostrils. It struggled several times, but to no avail.

Song Xing ignored him and took out a leather-like cloth bag with a dark golden luster from his waist.

For some unknown reason, when the cloth bag was opened, a brilliant light flashed, and Hua Jianbai was dazzled and sneezed. He shrank visibly and finally became the appearance of a small snake.

It stared with its dragon eyes, and suddenly everything went dark. It didn't know what was put on it, and it was put into that strange bag.

"Snoring!"

"This is... the Universal Capsule!"

Sang Ci had just fallen hard, and the faint white halo around her seemed unstable. She walked to Song Xing's side and said something indistinctly:

"I didn't expect that the Sect Leader would actually give you the Myriad Things Bag..."

Song Xing thought it was just a surprised cry, and turned around and said, "Junior Sister Sang, what's so surprising about this?"

Many Purple Bamboo Forest disciples had also seen the Lingshu Dharma Seal, and the Wanxiang Pouch was rare. Perhaps the senior sister before them had already been considered the successor in the Sect Leader's mind, so no one said anything.

Zhou Fan and Mu Yuzhen also approached with swords in hand. Now that they had finally subdued the dragon, their eyes suddenly fell on the mermaid.

Ning Xiusu had been lying in the thick snow. His dark blue robe was torn, revealing wounds on his skin with dark scales visible through which one could see the veins of the Heartless Flower, which looked very much like the veins of a plant leaf.

This Wuxin Flower was very strange. Not only did it make people unable to move, it also sealed their mouths and tongues. He was conscious at the moment, but he only heard the footsteps approaching, and he couldn't utter a word.

Suddenly, a chill hit my head, and in the darkness, it was as if someone was raising a sword to stab me.

"Wait a minute."

Song Xing was quick to step forward and stop him:

"Junior Brother Zhou, this person is indeed suspicious, but now is not the time to deal with him."

Zhou Fanyinglang's brows furrowed, his bright eyes filled with confusion. "Senior Sister, this Beijiao demon is wielding the evil magic of the Tongshan Dojo... and now that the Dojo has revived, I'm afraid we can't let it go!"

Hanami was defeated in the sack and heard the voices of several people talking. He was extremely frightened, fearing that these people would do something harmful.

So, it tried its best to make some humming noises in it, but no sound came out at all.

Baizhu, Baizhu! Do you know how to unlock the Wanxiang capsule?

Whenever Hanamibai encounters bad luck, he always summons the system, but it seems like it's stuck, and keeps reminding him:

"The great fortune has been opened, please don't be impatient..."

Is this crazy? This stupid thing is freezing again?!

No, the situation is critical and I can't just sit there and wait for death. After all, it has transformed into a small snake and can only use its teeth to rub the bag hard, trying to bite it open...

But the Wanxiang Bag is not an ordinary thing, and it immediately burst out with a dazzling golden light.

Hua Jianbai felt as if he had hit something hard on his head, and was bounced back with stars in his eyes, and fell under the cloth bag.

Its tail retracted in pain, and it suddenly became dizzy and lost consciousness.

"Brother Zhe, I only believe in Grand Master."

Song Xing didn't notice anything else and just continued:

"Although Grand Master's actions are unconventional, he is definitely not foolish. Why don't we take him back to Shangqing Sect first..."

Mu Yuzhen had not said anything until now, but now he could not help but say:

"Big Sister, this person is quite accomplished, but he is dying because of the erosion of foul air. If he steps out of the crack, wouldn't that be like letting a tiger return to the mountain?"

"The theft from the locked vault is already suspicious, and coupled with the fact that this mermaid possesses the power of Taixuan Jin, we must report this to the Sect Master. We can't interrogate a dead person at this time."

Ning Xiusu heard this group of people talking to each other, and his head was buzzing.

He supported himself with his hands in the snow and tried to get up.

However, the veins of the Wuxin Flower were like a dark net, locking up the muscles, bones and spiritual veins of the whole body, making it difficult to mobilize the power of internal energy to resist, let alone move.

Sang Ci pursed his lips, still looking unconvinced, and retorted very stiffly:

"Senior Sister Song, you are the eldest disciple of Lanyue Academy. It is too much to show favoritism now..."

"Junior Sister Sang, my Song family and the evil sects are irreconcilable. How can we talk about favoritism?"

"Then why did you stop Senior Brother Zhou from eliminating demons and defending the Way!"

Song Xing straightened her back again. She was born quite a beautiful lady, so inevitably she looked a little immature. But at this moment, she had the demeanor of a talented person from the sect, and said to the crowd:

"My fellow disciples, since I have received the order from the Sect Master, I believe that only convicting a person can be done with irrefutable evidence. The Shangqing Sect must not kill innocent people. Why don't we first thoroughly examine the cracks before making a final decision?"

Along the way, except for Sang Ci who had some complaints, Mu Yuzhen and a group of Zizhulin disciples could not find anything wrong with this senior sister.

Zhou Fan thought for a moment, but did not refute. He just said:

"But the rift is vast, and now we have to prioritize. The map of the locked vault has been found, and it is important to bring it back to the sect first."

Song Xing nodded, then looked at Sang Ci and handed him the cloth.

"Junior Sister Sang, why don't you take the map and return to the sect with the disciple whose soul fragment was damaged?"

Sang Ci glanced at it and did not continue, then dragged out his tone:

"Senior Sister, you've been holding back your strength just now. You've been planning to stay in the rift for a long time, right? This place is extraordinary. Who knows what you're up to?"

Song Xing was slightly displeased, but still said in a gentle manner:

"Junior Sister Sang, we are all split souls. I'm afraid many of us have been injured in the fight just now. It will only be dangerous to stay here."

When Sang Ci heard this, he couldn't help but get angry:

"Humph, if I go back with you, the only one left from the Lingxiu clan who has a rift will be the Song family. How am I going to explain this to the Sang family?"

Mu Yuzhen was worried about Sang Ci's condition and just wanted to persuade him, so he said:

"Senior Sister Sang, the Shangqing Sect and the clan share honor and disgrace. It's okay to leave the next matter to you, Senior Sister."

She raised her eyebrows coquettishly and said angrily:

"What are you saying, stupid guy?"

Zhou Fan was considered influential among the Purple Bamboo Forest disciples, so he stepped forward and said:

"Aci, what Senior Sister said actually makes sense. Damage to a soul fragment is no small matter. You should go back first."

"Brother Zhou, the Song family is now completely omnipotent in Shangqing Sect. If I represent the Sang family, wouldn't that make me a defeated general?"

Song Xing understood what she meant, slightly frowned, and said unhappily:

"Anyway, whoever brings the map back will be rewarded. As for the hard work in the rift, if you have the strength to continue, it's up to you."

Sang Ci was indeed running out of strength, and even though he was angry and unwilling to accept it, he had no better solution.

At this moment, a female disciple in a Taoist robe stepped forward and wanted to take the cloth, "Big Sister, why don't you give it to me..."

Sang Ci could not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes and snatched it away:

"Xu Yunyue, you just entered the Purple Bamboo Forest and you're already vying with my Sang family for it?"

She was startled and stepped back timidly, as if she had done something wrong.

Song Xing always looked down upon this person's actions and said, "Junior Sister Sang, what on earth do you want to do?"

"Humph, of course I'll listen to Senior Sister Song. Since our souls are damaged, I have to take the things back."

Seeing that Sang Ci was no longer rude and loud, a group of damaged souls also obeyed the order and said:

"Big Sister, let's go back to the sect and report. This place is unusual. You must be careful about what happens next."

Song Xing nodded slightly as a response.

A group of people made sword-like gestures with their hands and muttered something. Talismans suddenly appeared under their feet. The figures of several people turned into a green light, and Sang Ci and a group of wounded people disappeared on the spot.

After these souls left, she lowered her gaze to look at Ning Xiusu. This man clearly looked like a scholar, but now his face and thin lips were bloodless, like a candle in the wind.

But the veins of the Wuxin Flower showed through its skin, covered with dark mermaid scales, diluting its cold and noble appearance and adding a bit of evil.

Why does this blind man look more and more familiar the more I look at him?

Ning Xiusu couldn't see the other person's gaze, but just followed the footsteps and focused his attention on the Wanxiang Bag on Song Xing's waist. He could feel in that direction that Hua Jianbai should be inside.

Song Xing observed for a long time...

She suddenly remembered something. It was the old files of Shangqing Sect. She had glanced at them when she was organizing them for her master.

Ning Xiusu heard her mumbling to herself again: "No, no... Shangqing Sect can't possibly be connected to evil ways. Maybe I got it mixed up."

"Senior Sister, what are you talking about?"

Mu Yuzhen was a little surprised and looked at Song Xing.

She shook her head, as if to put the question aside for the time being.