When the news came the next day that Leng Yan had taken over the leadership of the Qingyuan Sect and became the acting leader, it would be a lie to say that everyone was not surprised. On the contrary, Qingyu and the others accepted it well because they had already known the news before Leng Yan returned to the sect.

But because Leng Yan became the acting leader, some people in the sect saw that she was young and easy to bully, so they secretly wanted to take this opportunity to suppress the Qingyuan Sect.

So in the next month, Leng Yan was busy suppressing those sects that wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble. After dealing with several sects, they finally realized that they had underestimated Leng Yan, the acting leader.

At the same time, he also felt a little resentful towards Qingyu and the others. If Qingyu and the others had not turned a blind eye to their actions, giving them the illusion that they were dissatisfied with Leng Yan, they would not have attacked Leng Yan without so many scruples.

Part of the reason they were quiet was that they were scared of Leng Yan's iron-blooded tactics over the past month, and they knew that Leng Yan was a madman who was no less powerful than Wen Shi.

Another reason is that Leng Yan has already reached the Tribulation Period at such a young age. Although they knew that Leng Yan had a high talent, they did not expect it to be so high. He was simply a monster.

So, they, who were unaware of Leng Yan's cultivation level, finally behaved themselves after being beaten a few times when they secretly tried to cause trouble for Leng Yan.

At this time, Leng Yan was sitting on a carved sandalwood chair in the Qingfeng Hall of Emperor Yuanzong of Qing. A pile of documents was piled on the table in front of her for her to deal with.

At this time, the soul lamp placed aside lit up and then a small light flew out and circled around Leng Yan. Leng Yan put down the red pen in her hand, tapped the small light ball with her finger and put her back into the soul lamp.

Then, he walked to the soul lamp, cut his palm and dripped his blood into it. If there was someone in the hall at this time, they would be able to see a faint golden tint in Leng Yan's blood.

Blood dripped into the soul lamp, and the two light balls inside immediately floated over. Then a faint light flashed and the blood was absorbed. Only after the two light balls were full did Leng Yan stop the bleeding.

Some time ago, she learned from the system that her blood was good for them, so she had been feeding them blood. The result was good. After a few days, they were able to float out of the soul lamp and stroll outside for a while, but they seemed to have lost their memories of their previous lives.

Looking at the two light spots that had drunk their fill, Leng Yan asked Tian Dao: "System, how are they doing now?" Tian Dao took a look and then replied: "They are not dead at the moment. My Lord, please send them to reincarnation. Don't toss them around like a pervert."

The next second, Leng Yan's tone was so cold that it seemed like ice chips could fall off: "If you say another word, I will tear you apart today." Tian Dao replied honestly: "Now their spirits can withstand those heavenly treasures, but are you sure you can bear the consequences of such a rebellious act against heaven?"

Leng Yan said calmly, "I'm doing my job. You don't need to worry about the consequences. I'll take responsibility for them myself."

After hearing Leng Yan's words, Tiandao also knew that Leng Yan had made up his mind and could not change it. In fact, He did not understand why Leng Yan was so obsessed with resurrecting these two people.

After hearing Tiandao's reply, Leng Yan remained silent and looked at the two light balls in the soul lamp for a long time. Then she picked up the soul lamp and walked out of Qingfeng Hall, heading towards the back mountain.

The disciples she met along the way all bowed and greeted her respectfully. She nodded slightly and then left under the gaze of her disciples.

When they arrived at the back mountain, Leng Yan sent a message asking Qingyu to help her deal with the affairs within the sect in the next few days. Without waiting for Qingyu to ask the reason, she cut off the connection and threw the communication jade slip aside.

Then she began to set up a formation in the back mountain. As the formation was gradually completed, the back mountain was covered by a powerful and solid formation, preventing people outside from seeing the situation in the back mountain, and even their spiritual consciousness could not penetrate into it.

After arranging all this, Leng Yan sat on the ground, drew out the two spiritual consciousnesses from the soul lamp, placed the two bodies in front of him, and then began to recall the magic techniques recorded in the ancient books given to him by Gong Cang and the system.

As the complicated formation and hand seals were performed, Leng Yan felt that the spiritual power in her body was rapidly dissipating. Fortunately, she had set up a spirit gathering formation and the lost spiritual energy was quickly replenished.

As the formation took shape and appeared under the bodies of the two people, Leng Yan put the treasures he had found according to the prompts given by the system into it and refined them. As the refined spiritual energy entered their bodies, the complexion of the two people gradually returned to its rosy color.

But her soul couldn't merge into her body. Leng Yan watched the formation and the seals in her hands kept changing without stopping for a moment. She didn't know how much time had passed, how many seals she had formed or how many seals she had changed, but her hands had long lost all feeling.

At this time, her eyebrows were a little gloomy, and dark thunderclouds gathered above the mountain behind her, with blood-red lightning surging in them, as if warning Leng Yan not to be wishful thinking.

Leng Yan didn't care about the thunder in his ears at all, and put the last thing in to refine it.

As the last object was placed into the formation, it seemed as if Heaven could no longer bear it, and a blood-red beam as thick as a bowl came straight towards Leng Yan.

But it was blocked by the formation set up by Leng Yan in the back mountain. Seeing this, Leng Yan made hand gestures even faster.

What she didn't know was that at this moment, Qingyu and the others outside the formation in the back mountain were nervous as they watched the lightning strike the formation, but they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the formation blocked the thunder.

Leng Yan in the formation ignored the thunderbolts that were striking one after another from the sky. She was still making seals with her hands and staring at the two people in the formation. When the thunderbolts shattered the formation, her hands did not stop moving.

Knowing that the thunder was coming straight towards her, Qingyu and the others were blocked by the barrier she had created and could not get through, so they kept trying to break through the barrier and get through.

When the thunder was about to strike Leng Yan, a white light flashed around her and the magic weapon on her body blocked the thunder.

But when the next bolt of lightning struck, the magical weapon on her body seemed to be unable to bear the weight and turned into dust. At this time, Leng Yan's movements also stopped. She finally turned her eyes away from the formation.

Looking at the lightning still condensing in the sky, Leng Yan curled her lips slightly and the Suchen Sword appeared in her hand. Everyone knew that she had two spiritual swords, but the one she often used was the Hanyue Sword, so people naturally thought that her natal sword was the Hanyue Sword.

However, she didn't know that her real natal sword was the Su Chen Sword. She clenched the Su Chen Sword in her hand and directly met the next bolt of thunder when it struck her body. Leng Yan didn't seem to feel any pain when the thunder struck her body. She just turned her head to look at the formation, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the formation was fine.

But the next second her pupils widened slightly because a bolt of lightning was striking straight towards the formation. Leng Yan didn't bother to resist the formation in front of her. She flashed and appeared on the formation and was hit by the bolt of lightning.

In an instant, she felt a sharp pain in her internal organs.

But she didn't care about it.