Su Yiwen Lingzhao

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The dwarf took a deep breath and mustered up his courage: "Immortal Master, you also know that if the Yin evil spirit vein is taken away, this fire peach tree will not be able to live alone..."

Su Yi interrupted: "I only need one piece, and I won't be able to hurt this fire peach wood."

Seeing that Su Yi's attitude can't be disobeyed, the dwarf dare not hesitate, and he turned into an aura and drilled into the ground.

Not long after, when the dwarf emerged from the ground, he held a one-foot-long black chalcedony between his hands.

The chalcedony exudes a biting chill, and the dwarf's eyebrows, hair, and beard are covered with a layer of hoarfrost, which makes him shiver.

"The Immortal Master, the Yin evil spirit vein is in the chalcedony."

The dwarf squeezed out a stiff smile that was uglier than crying.

He didn't dare to play on this part of the Yin evil spirit vein, fearing that he would suffer if he was found out.

"Good."

Su Yi took the one-foot chalcedony in his hand, looked at it a little, and nodded in satisfaction.

This is a spiritual vein, even if it is only one foot long, it is far from comparable to many spiritual stones!

Of course, this yin spirit vein is actually the most suitable for cultivating such yin souls.

Su Yi doesn't mind giving some to Qingwan when needed.

"Don't worry, someone from me, Su, doesn't even bother to take advantage of one of you."

Su Yi said, writing on the sand on the ground with the bamboo stick in his hand.

It didn't take long for a great cultivation technique to appear.

"You are a monster, you are born to raise it, and it is not easy to prove the Tao. This 'Spiritual Transformation' can help you realize the magical effect of transforming from a monster into a 'demon cultivation', its value can be It is not comparable to a few fire peaches and a piece of Yin evil spirit vein, so cherish it."

Su Yi said, shook his head and left with a smile.

Spirits and monsters can all be classified as "demon".

The genus of plants, birds and beasts, whoever unlocks the intellect is called a monster, and can also be called a monster, a goblin, etc.

However, it is not easy to become a demon cultivator.

Especially for some demons with special bloodline or unique talents, if they want to embark on the road of demon cultivation, they have to go through unimaginable hardships.

Until the figures of Su Yi and Qingwan disappeared in the peach forest.

The dwarf was relieved and patted his chest, feeling lingering fears.

Immediately, he looked at the ground, and gradually his mind was drawn to the lines of elegant and unrestrained handwriting.

"This article alone is enough for me to completely get rid of the shackles of my body and transform into the Dao!"

The dwarf shouted excitedly, danced with joy, and was overjoyed.

It's no wonder he was so out of shape. The "Spiritual Transformation" gifted by Su Yi is a training formula in the "Cultivation of Taoism" of the Yao Dao Baojing, which records "Shaping" The mystery is the world's most first-class cultivation method.

Although the dwarf does not know the origin of this secret, how can he not appreciate how amazing the secret is?

Suddenly, he knelt down and kowtowed to the place where Su Yi left before, and vowed with a pious expression:

"I Tao Qingshan, I will never forget the grace of the immortal master in this life!"…

Outside the peach forest.

Qing Wan followed Su Yi carefully, neither too close nor too far away, she was very well-behaved.

Su Yi took out more than ten bottles of medicinal pills and handed them over, "Qingwan, keep these medicinal pills."

These medicinal herbs are all obtained from the Six Jue Yin Corpse, and are most suitable for Yin soul cultivation.

"Huh?"

Just as she was about to think about her words and try to say no, she was interrupted by Su Yi in a hurry, "It's just some broken pills, why are you being polite to me? Take it!"

Qing Wan was so frightened that her delicate body trembled, she quickly took it and said apologetically, "Wan'er didn't want to make the Immortal Master angry, in the future... I will never dare..."

Su Yi sighed while looking at her nervous look.

I don't know what's going on, but when he saw Qingwan's pitiful, timid and restrained appearance, he couldn't help but want to reprimand him.

Probably...

"Xianshi, are you still angry with Wan'er?"

Qing Wan asked cautiously.

She tilted her head from the side and looked over, her beautiful little face with a little baby fat was full of worry.

From Su Yi's point of view, there is a particularly cute and silly feeling.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched the girl's face, and sighed, "You silly, I'm afraid you will have a heart that I can't finish in the future."

After saying that, he laughed first.

Being pinched on the cheek, Qingwan was startled.

Seeing that Su Yi smiled, she couldn't help laughing, her pretty little face was full of happiness.

Brows and eyes are beautiful and picturesque.

One person and one ghost walk in the dark night of this wilderness, and neither feel lonely.

In a quarter of an hour.

Su Yi's ears moved slightly, and he heard a rustling footstep in the distance. Although it was extremely slight, it couldn't escape the capture of his ears.

He stopped immediately and said casually: "Be careful, if you see the situation is not good, escape into the soul raising gourd."

Qingwan was startled and nodded in agreement.

Soon, a group of figures rushed from the night.

There are seven of them, all dressed in black, holding swords in their hands, and the aura exuding from their bodies is gloomy and cold with a trace of evil spirits.

"Down!"

The first middle-aged man who held a pair of knives and left a hideous scar on his forehead exclaimed in a low voice.

He saw the girl in red floating in the night at a glance.

"Wasn't she stolen by the traitor Wu Rouqiu, why is she here?"

"Could it be that Wu Rouqiu is back?"

Others were agitated and seemed surprised.

Immediately, all their eyes turned to Su Yi, only to find that it was not Wu Rouqiu, but a handsome young man with an unfamiliar face.

"What is the relationship between you and Wu Rouqiu, why is Qingwan by your side?"

The middle-aged man with the scar, headed by him, spoke coldly, with a faint vigilance in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, in a wilderness haunted by ghosts, a young man appeared here with Qingwan.

This scene is so anomalous.

"Wu Rouqiu turned out to be a traitor of your Yin Shamen, no wonder no one has come to trouble me since he died."

Su Yi was thoughtful, and after seeing through the identity of the other party, he pointed at Qingwan and said, "I can see that you all recognize her, can you tell me her origin?"

These words made the scarred middle-aged and them all frown, realizing two things.

First, Wu Rouqiu is dead, and most likely killed by this handsome young man. Second, this handsome young man should not know the origin of Qingwan!

"Want to know? Yes, hand over your soul-raising gourd first."

The middle-aged man with scars, headed by him, said coldly, "This is the spirit that Wu Rouqiu stole from my teacher's sect, and it is not something that an outsider like you can possess!"

Others in the vicinity clenched their weapons, ready to wait.

Su Yi raised his hand and threw the soul-raising gourd, "Speak."

took over the soul-raising gourd, and the scar stayed for a while in middle age, as if I couldn't believe it would be so easy.

Others were startled.

Immediately, there was not much vigilance in the eyes they looked at Su Yi, but a little bit more fierce.

One of them reminded in a low voice, "Senior Brother Qian, time is running out, those stubborn scumbags behind will soon catch up..."

We'll tell you everything you want to know when you get there."

Su Yi touched his nose and sighed, "Qingwan, do they think I'm too good to talk?"

Before Qingwan could answer, the middle-aged man with the scar snorted coldly: "I know this kid is not honest, let's go together and kill him!"

Others nearby grinned and swarmed up.

In an instant, swords, spears, swords and halberds came out, cutting through the silent night.

Accompanied by a Qingyue sword chant, you can see a cold light flashing several times in the night.

Then, with a clang, Hanmang retracted into the scabbard.

As they were dying, they all kept a grinning expression on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, the outcome is already decided, life and death are decided!

Su Yi stood on the spot, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, as if he had never done anything.

But the middle-aged man with only the remaining scars was dumbfounded, his two trembling trembles, and he broke out in cold sweat, and his soul almost came out.

A sword was like lightning, it came out in an instant, and it was closed in an instant, killing six of his companions!

Too scary!

"Now, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Su Yi asked casually with his hands behind his back.

With a thud, the scarred middle-aged knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Senior, forgive me, I used to be a little blind and blind, and I offended the senior, and I hope that the senior will raise your hand and spare the little one's life!"

"This is not what I want to hear. Finally, I will give you a chance. If the answer is not good, just go on the road with your companions."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

The middle-aged scar said: "Senior, calm down, I said, I said!"

According to his statement, Wu Rouqiu and his master Weng Yunqi defected from Yinshamen ten years ago.

When she defected, Wu Rouqiu's master, Weng Yunqi, took away the three treasures of Yinshamen.

It is a soul-raising gourd that raises a ghost baby, a dense scroll that records the method of raising ghosts and corpses, and a piece of soul jade with the most mysterious origin.

Qingwan is the ghost parasitic in this piece of soul jade.

This can be seen from the piece of soul jade she is wearing.