Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About Qingxuan's search for me at all costs!

"I never expected that Master would reunite with me like this."

Qingxuan's tone of voice was cold when he said this, and the displeasure that was suppressed in his heart seemed to be a little bit overwhelmed when he really felt Kuang He's breath.

Kuang He seemed a little annoyed by Qingxuan's attitude, "I left that secret book just for emergencies, and since you refined and produced such a perfect and special sword spirit according to my intentions, it would have been a long time ago. You should have expected such a day, why are you pretending to be ignorant now?!"

Such questioning words hit Meng Hongyi's heart, and memories of the past gushed out like a tide. He remembered the cub sword spirit manual that was taken away, but he also remembered that Qingxuan wanted to tell him to keep it no matter how everyone objected. Be firm.

At one time, he thought it was Qingxuan's stubborn care for him.

But now, everything makes sense.

The care given by Qing Xuan is just to wait for the time to rescue Kuang He.

At this moment, Meng Hongyi realized very clearly that he was just a sword spirit, no matter how unusual...he was just a sword spirit.

Every sword has a sword spirit that can be attached to it, and a powerful sword cultivator can possess countless swords without limit/restriction, and naturally there will be countless sword spirits to accompany him.

Meng Hongyi understands that his value as a sword spirit has been exhausted, and Qingxuan can also shape a stronger sword spirit according to his own wishes, a peerless sword spirit that can make him powerful.

Even if there was an accident and something bad happened, he would definitely not be a young sword spirit who knows nothing.

Faced with Kuang He's tough questioning, Qing Xuan was speechless for a while, and he was silent for a long time without saying a word of explanation.

And Meng Hongyi had already confirmed everything in his heart, so he naturally didn't expect any voice of explanation to appear, and Qingxuan, as the sword master, didn't need to explain.

"Forget it, I've been trapped for so many years that my vitality has been severely injured. Take me back to the door to rest." Kuang He saw that Qingxuan hadn't spoken for a long time, so he simply gave up. Now that he occupies Meng Hongyi's body, he still has to rely on Qingxuan, so naturally he won't Behaving too aggressively.

The communication between Kuanghe and Qingxuan was conducted through spiritual power, and Chang Bian, who was standing aside, heard nothing except the initial sentence.

So much so... that he is still in a very confused state as Yi Nan`Feng.

Qing Xuan restrained his emotions and glanced at Chang Bian, without any explanation for the current situation, he just said lightly, "It's time for us to leave here."

"No, shouldn't we continue to look for Di Ya? The other contestants who came here have disappeared, and the matter has not been resolved yet!" Chang Bian's thoughts became very clear at this moment, and he grabbed Qingxuan's hand excitedly Elbow, obviously unwilling to leave and let go.

Qing Xuan paused, "There's no need to look for it."

When he established a relationship with Kuang He, everything came to light. The so-called sword spirit contest was just a game, and Kuang He set up a big game for his own self-interest.

But Qingxuan had no way to tell Chang Bian the truth of the matter one by one.

If he now unscrupulously exposes everything that Kuang He has planned, it is very likely that Chang Bian will be killed, which is the last thing he wants to see.

"What do you mean!?" Chang Bian tugged on Qingxuan's sleeve in confusion. He knew in his heart that Qingxuan was not the kind of person who would care about other people's lives, but now...he couldn't understand Qingxuan's apparent indifference and indifference.

Qing Xuan opened her thin lips lightly, "All the other contestants have been refined into soul pills, just like what we saw in the attic, Di Ya's world in the mirror is a trap, in order to effortlessly transform the powerful All of them are wiped out."

After a brief trance, Chang Bian felt that he suddenly had an epiphany, but he still couldn't understand, "Why did Di Ya do this? She...what's the use of these soul pills?"

Refining the soul of a powerful person and refining it into pills is something that goes against the ethics of heaven.

Even an evil cultivator would not dare to easily refine the soul into a pill, and the production of such a large number of soul pills will inevitably cause many troubles that are difficult to parry.

"Many things are hard to explain, but Di Ya did, and I felt that Di Ya's aura is no longer in Lingjian Mountain. He fled with those soul pills. This is a wrong place and should not stay for a long time." Qingxuan hesitated again and again , or made up a pretty decent lie, and he didn't want to involve Chang Bian in the next thing.

Chang Bian, who was dubious, tried his best to spread his spiritual consciousness, and everything was just as Qingxuan said. Compared with the grand occasion of Lingjian Mountain before, the current Lingjian Mountain is dead and silent, with no vitality.

After Qingxuan felt Chang Bian's spreading spiritual consciousness, he continued to urge him to hurry up and leave, "The matter of Di Ya's taking the lives of dozens of powerful people will not stop here. When I return to the door to organize, I will continue to investigate this matter thing."

"Okay, I see."

Chang Bian knew that it was difficult for him and Qingxuan alone to search for the whereabouts of Di Ya, who had fled. Only by calling more forces to work together could things break through faster.

After exhorting each other a few words, they parted ways.

And when Qingxuan returned to Sanqingmen, Jingci was standing at the entrance of the main hall to greet her with a smile.

The moment he saw Jingci, he was a little surprised.

"Welcome Master to come back!" Jing Ci flatteringly saluted Kuang He in Qingxuan's arms, "The elixir to repair the essence has been prepared, and the water in the Huaqing Pond has been stirred up with spiritual power, everything is ready .”

Seeing Jingci's appearance like this, Qingxuan didn't say a word, he handed the small body in his arms to Jingci, "The matter of master's spiritual cultivation is left to senior brother."

After Jingci joyfully took over the body, Qingxuan left without looking back.

Qingxuan Palace is no longer the world where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant and the sun is shining brightly.

The moment Qingxuan fell to the ground, the place became cold and solemn again, and the vitality of the past disappeared in an instant, leaving only the refined white covering the entire square.

In the hall, Qingxuan recalled every bit of what happened here.

Meng Hongyi is the most indelible part in his memory, and it is also the most indelible part in other people's growth rolls. Until now, he is still a little dazed.

He couldn't help asking himself: Did it really disappear?

Qing Xuan didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart.

He hurriedly got up and went to the Library Pavilion, and filed down to the bottom floor. In the dark environment, he took out a box. The box was covered with sealing curses, and he knew at a glance that the secret tome sealed inside was unusual.

Qingxuan, who was still the head of the sect, took a lot of effort to undo the heavy restraints on the box, and a red light popped out of the box, directly hitting his temple.

He knew everything about the Soul Searching Curse instantly.

Afterwards, Qingxuan left the Sutra Pavilion and rushed to Lingjian Mountain without stopping.

He returned to the mouth of the familiar canyon again, absorbing the surrounding spiritual power on the storm vortex, the movements of his hands were constantly changing, obviously performing the soul search technique.

The first cast didn't work.

Unwilling to give up, Qingxuan tried again.

The second time, to no avail.

The third time, to no avail.

Every time Qingxuan tried it, he poured in more powerful spiritual power to assist and catalyze it, and by the tenth time, the scope of the soul search had covered the entire Lingjian Mountain.

even so……

He still didn't get any response.

Performing the soul search technique ten times almost exhausted Qingxuan's skill for nearly a thousand years, and he had no intention of giving up at all.

Just as he was about to continue to gather spiritual power in his palm, a hot feeling spread from somewhere in his body. It was the dragon scale that he had secretly hidden back then that was shining, and seemed to have a special response.

With the mentality of trying, Qingxuan put his right hand on the dragon scales, and bursts of spiritual power were channeled into it. He performed the soul search technique again, and the spiritual power injected this time was several times that of before.

He clearly felt that his dantian was almost exhausted, and under the catalysis of that piece of dragon scale, the soul search technique seemed to have produced a powerful effect.

Countless souls recalled from all directions penetrated into Qingxuan's mind together, and after a while, he clearly felt the soul fragments from Meng Hongyi.

With that weak response alone, Qingxuan can be sure that Meng Hongyi's soul still exists in the world.

This is exciting news.

Qingxuan, who had been somewhat decadent, regained his energy in an instant. He rushed back to the Sanqing Gate immediately. He guessed——Meng Hongyi's soul must still reside in his original body, and it was only because Kuang He's soul power was too strong that he was invading. At that time, Meng Hongyi's soul was traumatized and fell into a deep sleep.

After performing the soul search at Sanqingmen, Qingxuan received a clearer soul call. This time, he confirmed his conjecture.

In the Huaqing Pond, a petite child was floating cross-legged and bent on the water surface, absorbing ink-black Soul Pills, his expression was sometimes painful, and sometimes relaxed.

"Why don't you completely smash my soul? Aren't you afraid that I will snatch my body back when you are not prepared?" Meng Hongyi looked at the white-haired Kuang He in the spiritual world, without much anger in his eyes. More doubts...even blame.

But Kuang He just smiled dismissively, "There is a huge gap between your spiritual power and mine, you have no chance to control your own body, and... I don't have any good intentions to save your life. I left a trace of remnant soul when I seized my soul."

"Since my remnant soul was an accident, shouldn't you get rid of me completely now?" Meng Hongyi, who had figured everything out, had no thoughts of living for a long time, but with only a trace of remnant soul left, he was like a lonely ghost, his consciousness still Existing but unable to control the self, it is a state of being slaughtered from beginning to end.

"Listen to what you mean...you seem to want to die?" Seeing Meng Hongyi's attitude, Kuang He found it a little strange, "Ordinary people will do their best to survive if they have a trace of soul in the world. Why are you so anxious?" Impatiently wanting to die?"

Meng Hongyi did not hesitate to reveal all his inner thoughts, "I was born to allow you to seize your soul, didn't I? Now that my mission is completed, there is no need for me to exist anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice sounded in his consciousness, obviously not Kuang He's voice.