Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

Chu Lanyin told Cangshan in the old house that he was asked to catch a changeling to earn money to open a library, but in fact it was just casual talk.

Unexpectedly, Cangshan took it seriously, and by some means, he really caught one.

Coincidentally, it was the one that had the audacity to pretend to be himself.

Chu Lanyin's crime is in the hands of the phantom ghost, so he will suffer.

It also knows how bad it is, and in order to save its life, it signed a spiritual contract with the sword spirit, and is willing to obey the sword spirit's instructions unconditionally.

The first task it received was the words of the house spirit.

The house spirit that was pinched to death had a dull temper, while the remaining one was cunning and cunning, with a mouth full of indecency, talking about him at every turn when asked.

Most of the spirits that are separated from the body are fragile. Elder Cai, who is in charge of the interrogation, is afraid that he will kill it if he uses a lot of force.

When I went to the next door, the person who was seized of the house used strange words and yin and yang, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

Elder Cai with a dark face said to them: "Although Wu Ling killed Xie Shaofeng in one bite and killed him, he is his master, but my Lingbo in the formation shows that he is lying, and his master is clearly someone else."

This Xie Shaofeng is the real name of the cultivator who seized the Song Xing Cup. Elder Cai squeezed his browbones and said with a headache: "He speaks freely and dares to say anything. If Sect Master Qiao hadn't reminded him in advance, I would have heard a lot of things." It was also extremely shocking, and I was really taken away."

He handed them the picture stone from the interrogation just now, "And this person has escaped a soul, and now it is as brittle as porcelain. He will kill himself if he collapses several times in the middle of the conversation. Elder Song and I took turns to ask. Sneering and sarcastic, we are sure that we will not be severely punished."

Chu Lan took a quick look at the photo stone, and smiled coldly: "It's ridiculous to think that you can be confident when you have something. But he has also stayed in Linghua for a few years, and he has figured out the fear of the sect. I will take over here, Elder Cai take a break."

Elder Cai is not that old, and usually he is in charge of the sect's precepts, and all he faces are Linghua disciples, but punishing disciples after interrogation is different from interrogating the enemy. No major event will happen in Linghua Sect for hundreds of years. The most incidents he took over were fights within the division. At this time, he also felt that he still had room for training, so he hoped to continue to participate.

Because Chu Lan was willing to help him, she brought the phantom out, and said to Elder Cai: "I guess that house spirit was taught by his master how to respond, and you can't figure it out if you ask it hard, so it's better to cheat him." The ghost lives in the same room with him, and they are also acquaintances, whether to hide the old warehouse or kill the chickens and monkeys, what to do next, you see, if you still don't explain, I will come later."

Trembling in Chu Lanyin's hand, the phantom cried, "I beg the Lord of the World to spare me!"

Sword Spirit pinched the phantom ghost, "It doesn't work to flatter me, it depends on your performance."

Elder Cai solemnly took over the phantom, his gaze fixed on Chu Lanyin's side.

More than half of the elders in the sect have never seen this sword spirit Chu elder. It is said that Qiao Sect Master intended him to be in charge of the sect's discipline, but Jian Ling insisted on retreating and asked Qiao Yan to designate Xishan as a forbidden area. When the elders and the others entered the sect, Xishan had long been silent in a corner of Ling Huazong.

It is unheard of for a sword spirit to serve as an elder in the cultivation world, but as the news that Elder Chu went to the Yin Pit to rescue them spread in the temporary Ling Huazong, they also gained a new understanding of this unpredictable Elder Chu.

Then listen to Li Pu'er talk about how he summoned the wooden puppets to save more than [-] people in the sect. Many masters of the disciples who were rescued were sad and excited for a while, and they almost hugged Elder Chu face to face and cried, but they were stopped by Qiao Zongzhu Outside the door, there was no large spirit holding scene.

"Yes." Elder Cai saluted again, and suddenly bowed and bowed down, saying: "My little disciple Mu Xin, thank you Elder Chu for saving me."

Chu Lan thought about who Mu Xin was, and after a while, she remembered that it was the girl who repaired the amber jade order for him.

He took a step forward, helped Elder Cai's arm, and said, "I didn't save her, this girl is soft but strong, you don't have to worry too much."

Elder Cai had a sore nose, but he still persisted in completing the etiquette, and then he clasped his hands at the suzerain and Cangshan, and went to the place where Wuling was imprisoned.

Qiao Yan who was standing on the side was deeply moved. In the early years, Chu Lanyin might have been at a loss as to how to answer the question, and also had no idea what the meaning of the master-student friendship was.

But now he not only answers fluently, but even speaks comforting words to the other party, which makes Qiao Yan feel quite touched in his heart, a bit of the sourness and relief that the elders of my family have really matured and grown up.

Then he heard Chu Lanyin ask Cangshan in a low voice: "Did I use the idiom correctly just now?"

Cangshan: "It is very accurate to kill chickens and monkeys."

Chu Lanyin showed a very proud smile.

Qiao Yan: Well, Elder Chu still has more room to grow and learn.

In short, the three of them walked back and forth into the cell where Xie Shaofeng was imprisoned. This dungeon was built in a separate spirit screen opened by Linghua Base, like a suspended island. Soul escapes.

When Chu Lanyin passed through the Great Spirit Screen and opened the door, Xie Shaofeng was sitting cross-legged in the center of the soul restraining formation.

In fact, this person's appearance can be called Fengshen and handsome, but there are many sinister eyebrows and eyes, which make him lose his gentlemanly demeanor, and add too much gloomy and vicious.

In Chu Lanyin's eyes, half of this person's spiritual lines were blackened, and the few spiritual lines close to the heart were already black.

Sword Spirit squinted his eyes, and at the same time found that in the middle of his soul body, there was a silver ring, glowing white, with fine and delicate patterns on it.

"What's that?" Chu Lan described the appearance of Huan to Cangshan because of the one-way soundproof and visually isolated Little Lingping Screen.

Cang Shan said: "It's a halo representing a 'supporting role', which shows that he is also blessed by Heavenly Dao Qiyun."

Then he turned to look at Song Xingbei who had been in the cell.

Song Xingbei is not stupid, and immediately received hints from seniors, he took the initiative to say: "At that time, I used the name Song Xingbei to register in the underworld. My ring was allowed by the heavens, as a supporting role for the son of luck. Exist." As he spoke, he made a movement of pulling out his sleeves, as if he was holding something in his hands.

"Look, this is the ring that belongs to Taihui, and the creatures of Taihui are invisible."

Everyone is speechless, this is a lonely look.

"So is this person an old comrade of yours, or a supporting role from another world?"

Qiao Yan had already learned about the origin of the Song Xing Cup, not to mention that he had known about the "Son of Luck" a long time ago, and was very surprised at the time.

The existence of the "Son of Luck" has always been a rumor in Taihui, but it has never been proved that there is such a person.

Cultivating the Tao is all about innate talent, not to mention such a great natural fortune. When Qiao Yan learned of the existence of this person, he also experienced a period of unsettled mentality.

But at that time, Xie Jianzun had a long talk with him for half a day, and finally made him think clearly.

In fact, "Children of Luck" may be just a title. They get the "Halo", and they seem to be able to achieve a great cause, but everything is born and restrained, and there is no such thing as absolute luck.

In fact, not all "books" end with a happy ending.They stand on the cusp of the storm, gaining and losing along the way.

Even if it is really a honey-like story, as long as these people can use their "ring" to contribute to the realm they are in, it is a good thing.

It is not necessary that the fortune of the world is all up to me, do what you can do, reincarnation in the reincarnation, who is not clean and come to the world with a new identity?

This life is the only way, only this way, who is not the protagonist of his own, who has never held the halo.

The so-called sons of luck are just people who are about to be entrusted with great responsibilities. They have to bear too many things, but it is only their whole life.

As a result, Qiao Yan also completely figured it out.

Song Xingbei turned to look at Xie Shaofeng, borrowing the few stocks in the mall, he could see the aura of this person.

It was a supporting role they were most familiar with in Jing Hongdao, a serious supporting role, not a special employee who wore a bookstore.

——This person is in a certain book, a real person who got the luck of heaven.

After receiving Song Xingbei's reply, Qiao Yan seemed to think about something, and said: "In this barrier, when a hundred ghosts are rampant, the breath will gather in one place, and that place is the central area of ​​their so-called escape. There was no return, we also thought about investigating, but we were all forced to retreat. As far as I know, the thing that attracts the breath must be above the realm here, is it related to this person's luck and aura?"

Chu Lan thought of meeting Liu Yunshang on the road just now, and she also mentioned that when she was tracking the fake Song Xing Cup, she also found something strange, but before she had time to find it, she was involved in the small secret of the ancient house.

"What is the name of that place?" Chu Lanyin thought for a while, and said, "I remembered, Tianhan Mengze, let's go and have a look at another day. I'll ask this crazy guy first." Then he walked into the last spirit screen cage.

Xie Shaofeng, who was trapped in the prison, sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated. When the spirit screen was opened, he did not open his eyes, and said: "Don't waste your words, the time of Taihui is numbered, and all living beings are suffering, so why do you bother?" ask for trouble."

"I don't know if Taihui's time is numbered, but it's true that your time is numbered."

Xie Shaofeng opened his eyes suddenly, the eyes shot brightly, and said in a low voice: "Why is it you!"

"Oh, I'm so flattered and terrified." Chu Lan said with a smile as she folded her hands, "I didn't expect my reputation to be so big. I trouble you to work so hard to refine the cold core of Jiu Hanxin. I have benefited a lot. I will give you a gift first." , lest you falsifiers say that I, Ling Huazong, don’t understand etiquette.”

While talking, the sword spirit transported a spiritual force in his hand.

Most of the people present felt the aura in the air tremble, while Qiao Yan, who was a Mahayana practitioner, vaguely saw a crystal blue light flashing in the air in a linear shape.

Chu Lan raised her hand in vain, and it seemed that a long line was caught in his hand.

He plucked it casually, as if someone who had never played the piano skill casually plucked the strings.

At the other end of the string, Xie Shaofeng let out a muffled snort, and supported the ground with one hand, a thin layer of hoarfrost quickly condensed on the soul body.

"Is it missing a soul? It doesn't matter, let me see your sea of ​​consciousness."

Chu Lanyin raised her hand to grab a few more spiritual lines, closed her eyes and read, and smiled "Puff" halfway through the reading, and said, "It's so boring, I have to find some people to read it together."

The empty hand reached out to Cangshan, and Cangshan held it naturally, and at the same time, the vines intertwined into a square frame in the air in front of the open space.

Chu Lan tied the spiritual thread to the leaves of the frame with a wave of her hands, and the spiritual power flowed into Cangshan's body, using it to transform the content of the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

Gradually, shadowy figures appeared in the box.

Xie Shao's cover is iron blue, and his eyes can almost breathe fire.

Chu Lanyin asked Song Xingbei: "What do you say about this?"

Song Xingbei: "Uh...screencasting, and screen sharing."

Chu Lanyin nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Xie, if you are not a soul body, my wooden puppet and I will have to work hard and dirty our hands, but since you insist on joining the school I am good at, don't blame me. You have special 'special treatment'."

He carefully observed the fluctuation of the other party's spiritual line for a while, and his smile became thicker: "Whether you say it or not has nothing to do with me. I respect your right to remain silent. Since you have vowed that Taihui will die, then we can You have to take a good look at what kind of death method it is."

Xie Shaofeng tried his best to control his emotions, but the violent fluctuations of his soul and body still betrayed his heart.

The stronger the fluctuation of the soul body, the easier it is to be manipulated by the sword spirit who is proficient in this way.

Cangshan used vines to make chairs for the people present, and it was the kind with backrest and armrests. The grooves of the chair armrests actually contained food and drink, and even the spirit stones for spirits were made into small pieces that were very easy to eat.

Song Xingbei was in a trance, holding the spiritual spring water in his hand to replenish the breath of the soul, and suddenly felt that the conditions of the small private theater in the prison were quite good.

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Xie Shaofeng: Damn it!What kind of villains are you!More ruthless than us! !