Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Who Has Ever Touched You?
The leader of the Wenti Sect immediately asked, "Didn't they say that Fairy Sang Ling's injuries have healed?"
“That’s why it’s called a peculiarity.”
Wuyao Xianzun pointed at the blood talisman above Sang Ling's left atrium and continued, "This thing doesn't hurt or itch, but I still feel something is wrong. I would like to ask fellow Taoists to take a look and see if they know anything."
The leader of Wenti Sect waved his hand and said, "What are you afraid of with the Grand Elder of Wanyao Sect here?"
The Grand Elder of Wanyao Sect stepped forward, his magic weapon was a book on medical skills. The book was as thick as two fists and simple and unadorned. It floated in front of Sang Ling. The Grand Elder of Wanyao Sect nodded in understanding, and the book opened rapidly.
Sang Ling watched the medical book flipping in front of him, but when he finished flipping through the book, there was no change in his expression.
The Grand Elder of the Wanyao Sect frowned, put away the medical book, and sighed, "I can't figure out what this is."
Wuyao Xianzun was anxious, and immediately took the medical book and flipped through it, "Didn't you say that this medical book of yours records all the diseases in the three realms?"
“Perhaps the blood symbol on Fairy Sang Ling’s body is not a disease.”
Wuyao Immortal Venerable frowned, "Then this blood talisman will not be harmful to Sang Ling?"
The Grand Elder of the Wanyao Sect had a serious expression on his face, "I don't know. I need to know what this thing is before I can identify it."
Sang Ling lowered his eyes and looked at the blood talisman on his body, wondering what he was thinking.
The leader of the Wenti Sect said casually: "Don't be afraid, Fairy Sangling. All the immortal sects are here. You will have to worry about not finding any information about the blood talisman." After that, he pointed to the abbot of the Tuoluo Temple.
"Bald donkey, you always say 'Buddha has mercy on me, Buddha has mercy on me'. Let me ask you what the hell this Buddha is."
The abbot of Tuoluo Temple had indeed cultivated well, so he was not annoyed. He walked up to Sang Ling and began to investigate.
After a moment, he sighed and shook his head, "I don't know either."
The leader of Wenti Sect pushed him away and said, "What use do I have for you?" Then he went forward to investigate.
Since his spiritual power could not detect him, he used his internal force. He quickly touched Sang Ling's shoulders with his hands and transferred his internal force into her. After a moment, he gave up, panting heavily.
"What the hell is this!"
Each sect came forward to investigate one after another, but no one could identify what the blood talisman was.
Wu Yao Xian Zun was so anxious that he was spinning around in circles. Sang Ling comforted him, "Perhaps this blood talisman is indeed harmless."
The leader of Wenti Sect immediately replied, "Yes, don't scare yourself."
Wuyao Xianzun's brows were still tightly knitted, "Something is wrong, it's definitely wrong!"
Suddenly, a child's voice came from the back of the crowd: "My sect leader knows about this blood talisman."
All the sects made way, revealing the man standing behind.
It was Tan Yan from Xiaohemen yesterday.
The one who spoke was a little boy who followed him. The boy seemed to be extremely afraid of Tan Yan and kept a distance from him.
Sang Ling looked at Tan Yan through the crowd and felt more and more that something was strange. When did he enter the ceremonial hall?
All the immortal sects looked at each other, but no one recognized Tan Yan.
Tan Yan ignored all the looks and just smiled as he watched Sang Ling walking towards him.
That look made Sang Ling frown. That look was empty, as if only death could make him look sideways.
Wuyao Xianzun didn't pay attention to Tan Yan's eyes, and only asked hurriedly: "May I ask, fellow Taoist, which sect you belong to?"
The little boy beside Tan Yan replied: "We are from Xiaohemen."
Xiaohe Sect, the various immortal sects seemed to have some impression of this sect, but because its power was too weak, the impression was not strong.
Wuyao Xianzun knew about Xiaohe Sect, but he didn't know who the sect leader was. He thought it must be the person in front of him. He lowered his posture and asked, "Daoyou, do you know what this blood talisman is?"
Unexpectedly, the leader of Xiaohemen said nothing and raised his eyebrows at Sang Ling.
He still looks like a scoundrel.
Wuyao Xianzun suppressed his anger and asked again: "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, do you know what this blood talisman is?"
His question did not even elicit a glance from Tan Yan. His eyes were all on Sang Ling. He picked up a jade fan and lightly touched it to his lips.
Sang Ling finally remembered the conversation they had yesterday and tentatively said, "You can talk."
Tan Yan smiled and opened his thin lips: "Fairy Sang Ling, it's been a long time since we last met."
I just saw it yesterday...
Sang Ling paused for a moment and bowed to him, "I hope you can tell me the origin of this blood talisman."
Tan Yan lowered his eyes to look at her, then moved his gaze downward. Half of the blood talisman was exposed under Sang Ling's left shoulder, and the remaining half was hidden in the cloth.
He did not hide it at all. He stretched out his hand and slightly pulled the cloth to reveal the full appearance of the blood symbol. Sang Ling's skin was extremely fair, and the blood symbol, which was red to black, was unusually conspicuous on her body.
Tan Yan stroked the blood talisman very slowly. The bones of his hand were clearly very pale, without blood or temperature. When he stroked it, Sang Ling shrank slightly.
Sang Ling took a step back, avoiding his touch, "Daoyou, can you see anything?"
Tan Yannian touched his fingertips but smiled without saying anything.
Seeing him being so slow and leisurely, Wuyao Xianzun was the first to lose patience and said, "Daoyou, did you see anything?"
Tan Yan said calmly: "It's really noisy."
Wu Yao Xian Venerable frowned, already beginning to determine that this person was trying to attract attention. In an instant, he even took out his alchemy furnace, waiting to smash this Tan Yan to death.
Tan Yan leaned over, turned his head to look at Sang Ling, and placed his right hand dishonestly on the blood talisman.
He smiled and said, "Fairy Sang Ling, have you forgotten who touched this place?"
Sang Ling looked at him and said, "You scoundrel."
Tan Yan didn't seem to expect her to reply like that, as if she had heard a joke, "You're right."
Wuyao Xianzun raised his alchemy furnace high and shouted, "What on earth are you going to say?"
Tan Yancai revealed the key point: "Fairy Sang Ling has forgotten where the Demon Lord struck you when he struck you into the Ghost Abyss several years ago."
Sang Ling's eyes were slightly startled, and she touched the blood talisman unconsciously.
Wuyao Xianzun shouted in surprise: "You mean this blood talisman is the work of the Demon Lord?"
Tan Yan glanced at the blood talisman with an unreadable expression, "Yes, this is the Ten Directions Curse of the Demon Lord, also known as the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock. There will be no pain or feeling, but you will definitely die on the 30th day."
Wuyao Xianzun was full of suspicion, "But Sang Ling was attacked by the Demon Lord several years ago, and it has been far more than thirty days."
Tan Yan looked at Sang Ling with interest, "Yeah, I'm also curious, how did the fairy survive to this day..."
Wu Yao Xian Zun was still skeptical, "This is impossible, this must be a mistake!"
Sang Ling interrupted him and concluded, "It should be the Ten Directions Mantra."
This is a thirty-day death countdown. Her original body died during this countdown. After she came here, this thirty-day death countdown was officially restarted.
Sang Ling concluded that it was the Ten Directions Curse, and held back all of Wu Yao Xian Zun's doubts. Then, he asked with a fluke:
"If the Demon Lord's Ten Directions Curse will cause the injured to die after thirty days, then Sang Ling has been fine for several years, so has she escaped a disaster?"
Tan Yan lowered her eyes in pity, but the smile on her lips did not diminish. "No, the fairy only has seven days left to live."
Sang Ling had an indifferent expression. If she counted carefully, it had been exactly twenty-three days since she came to the world of immortal cultivation. What Tan Yan said was indeed right.
The leader of the Wenti Sect shouted rudely, "Don't bluff me here, kid. You have never heard of the Ten Directions Curse. If you want to kill someone, just kill him on the same day. Why do you want to let him live for another 30 days? You are obviously lying."
He looked at Sang Ling and said soothingly, "Don't be afraid, Fairy Sang Ling. I'm going to beat him to death right now."
Tan Yan didn't look at him, but only stared at Sang Ling, "It doesn't matter, the truth will be revealed after seven days when the fairy passes away."
Wuyao Xianzun didn't care whether it was true or not and immediately asked: "Let's not talk about anything else. Tell me if there is any way to save it!"
"Of course there is a way."
Wuyao Xianzun immediately asked: "What method?"
Tan Yan spoke slowly: "Perhaps other sects don't have a way, but Cangwu Immortal Mansion can definitely save Fairy Sang Ling."
Wu Yao Xian Zun was about to be driven to death by him, "What on earth do you need!"
He stared at Sang Ling closely and said with a smile: "The most precious treasure of the Cangwu Immortal Mansion sect - the Taichu Life and Death Bracelet."
The immortal sects immediately became chaotic. The Taichu Life and Death Bracelet was a semi-god-level magic weapon. There were only a handful of semi-god-level magic weapons in the entire Three Realms. The Ten Directions Curse was too overbearing that it required such a magic weapon to suppress it.
That demon lord is truly full of evil.
All the immortals in the fairy world truly hated the Demon Lord. They gathered around him, big and small, and scolded him, but they also sighed that there is always a way out. The Taichu Life and Death Bracelet happened to be in the Cangwu Immortal Mansion, so this matter was also a move away from the evil Demon Lord.
Wuyao Immortal Venerable was also relieved, "It's just the sect's treasure. I will definitely get it after I report to the sect master."
This was the first time he felt relieved since Sang Ling returned to the sect. Before, he was worried about the Nine Palace Core, and then he was worried about the Blood Talisman. Fortunately, the Blood Talisman needed exactly the treasure of their Cangwu Immortal Mansion.
The elders of Cangwu Immortal Mansion also reacted in unison. Is it something to be doubted about using the sect's most precious treasure to save the sect's hero?
Besides, the Taichu Life and Death Bracelet was originally handed over to the head of Cangwu Immortal Mansion. Hua Ying has been acting biased recently, and Ping Jia is not worthy of the position. Sang Ling's cultivation and talent are both top-notch, and he is the best candidate for the head.
Tan Yan looked at the unity of the heads of the Cangwu Immortal Palace and laughed, "Really?"
Sang Ling's heart skipped a beat.
Wuyao Immortal Venerable thought of his proposal for a solution and now had a very good attitude, "Daoyou may not know how important Sang Ling is to my Cangwu Immortal Palace."
Tan Yan tilted his head to glance at Sang Ling, curled his lips and said nothing.
There was a great deal of joy in the hall, and Wuyao Immortal Venerable was even happier, "We are just waiting for the master to return."
The next second, the jade instrument that Wu Yao Xian Venerable used to send a message flashed. He picked it up and was immediately overjoyed.
"Master, send a message and he will be here soon."
The head of the Wenti Sect said boldly: "Everyone knows that Immortal Xiangheng is very fond of his disciple Fairy Sang Ling. This can be said to be a telepathic connection. It is really a coincidence that we came here."
Outside the hall, a violent wind blew and spiritual energy attacked from all directions. It was obvious that people were in a state of panic and anxiety. The leader of the Wenti Sect patted the Wuyao Immortal Venerable.
"Wu Yao, when did you inform Immortal Xiang Heng? Why did he come in such a hurry?"
Wuyao Immortal Venerable was also puzzled, "I haven't had time to report this matter yet."
The sound of silence falling to the ground was heard, and the visitor outside the hall didn't even have time to care about the spiritual energy, and attacked indiscriminately with the violent spiritual energy.
Sang Ling immediately set up a protective formation to gather the violent spiritual energy, preventing it from harming the outer disciples guarding the gate outside the hall.
There was no doubt that the familiar spiritual energy came from Immortal Master Xiang Heng. Immortal Master Wu Yao was suspicious.
"Why is the Sect Leader so anxious?"
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