"What happened to Liaokong just now? Even you don't know how to use it. Where did he learn the method of sacrifice?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"I think it was probably an accident." Miaoxin guessed.
"In other words, Liaokong actually doesn't know where he will go?" Gu Qingxi's heart once again surged with an ominous premonition.
"I think so." Miaoxin nodded, holding his chin in thought.
"Then does he know how to come back?" Gu Qingxi finally resisted the urge to kick him, and asked with the only glimmer of hope. "He probably doesn't know
. Think about it, he doesn't even know where to go, how can he know how to come back." Miaoxin continued to ponder.
"..." Gu Qingxi's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine cold sweat.
Pit bastard, still the pit bastard of the past.
He didn't know how to use the artifact he made with his own hands, and he dared to give it to others. Isn't he afraid of trapping others to death?
"Grand Elder, didn't you just say you wanted to borrow spirit crystals and spirit stones from someone? Why are you silent?" Seeing that Gu Qingxi stopped asking questions, Miao Xin turned her head and happily said to Su Tongguang, who looked dazed and seemed to have been splashed with cold water.
"You heard wrong, I didn't say anything." Su Tongguang flicked his sleeves and simply turned around, pretending that he had seen nothing, heard nothing, and said nothing.
Only a fool would buy this kind of artifact that you don't know where you will be sent to, let alone how to get back.
If you are lucky and sent to other worlds, it's okay, but what if you are unlucky and sent to the demon space? It's courting death.
What's more terrifying is that even Miao Xin himself doesn't know how to use this artifact. This time, someone else was lucky and accidentally sent out of the space turbulence, but if he is unlucky and makes a mistake in the spell and explodes on the spot, what if he is unlucky?
This kind of artifact that kills people and doesn't pay for it, let alone selling it for money, I'm afraid no one would dare to take it even if he gives it to others.
Looking at Su Tongguang's expression of indifference and infinite sadness, Gu Qingxi secretly sympathized.
Wanquan Sect was unlucky to have such a disciple who cheated his master, his uncle, the sect, and whoever he caught. I don't know when it will recover.
Maybe there will never be a day to recover.
Unfortunately, facing such a scumbag, Gu Qingxi was powerless and could only mourn for Wanquan Sect. Fortunately,
Kong and Feng Xiatian escaped from the space turbulence. Although they didn't know where they were sent by the Tianxing Shuttle, at least they were not in danger of death. Gu Qingxi was relieved and left Xumi Space with his master.
"Senior Mo, Fellow Daoist Gu, Wentiantai is related to the safety of the continent. Although it is protected by Xumi Space, it is hard to guarantee that there will be no problems. What's more, Xianmiao Sect, which guards Wentiantai, has been destroyed. This matter still needs to be considered in the long run." Following Mo Tianchen back to the main hall of the sect, Yuwen Dingtian said to Mo Tianchen and Gu Qingxi worriedly.
Although the Yuwen family is one of the four great demon cultivation families, in front of Mo Tianchen's terrifying strength, he can only lower his status and regard himself as a junior.
"You don't have to worry about this. With Leng Yanli's evil magic, he can only rely on conspiracy and trickery to destroy Xianmiao Sect, but he can't destroy Wentiantai. As long as we completely seal the secret realm of Xianmiao Sect..." an old man said in a deep voice, but before he finished speaking, he was covered by his mouth by two old men next to him.
Seeing the two people desperately blinking and winking at him, he suddenly realized: Yuwen Dingtian is worried about Wentiantai, but more importantly, he is reluctant to give up the secret realm of Xianmiao Sect.
This kind of secret realm that can purify spiritual power may only be born once in hundreds of thousands of years. If it is really sealed as he said, it is simply a waste of natural resources. Not only will he regret it for the rest of his life, but he will also be criticized by future generations of cultivators after his death. After
understanding Yuwen Dingtian's intention, the old man quickly shut up and said no more.
How could Gu Qingxi not see Yuwen Dingtian's little thoughts? To be honest, if the Xianmiao Sect's secret realm was really sealed completely, even she would feel it was a pity.
But now is not the time to discuss this matter. There is still a more important thing to do.
Gu Qingxi took out the jade bottle that sealed Song Qinglan and cast a few spells.
A wisp of green mist floated out of the jade bottle, and Song Qinglan's lonely and sad figure appeared in front of everyone again.
"Fellow Daoist Song, you also saw what happened just now. The demise of Xianmiao Sect was ultimately bewitched by the evil god. Although the sect master has selfish motives, it is also understandable. I hope you can put aside the past grudges and put aside the old grudges." Gu Qingxi said to Song Qinglan earnestly. "
Xianmiao Sect has fallen to such a point. I am the only one in the entire sect who escaped Leng Yanli's poisonous hands. What else do I have to resent?" Song Qinglan smiled miserably.
Although Gu Qingxi sealed him in the jade bottle, she did not seal his spiritual senses. He saw and heard clearly what Leng Yanli did before.
After learning the truth, his resentment towards the sect master and several elders naturally disappeared, but looking at the sect master's hall that was almost in ruins in front of him, and the pavilions and waterside pavilions outside the hall that were peaceful and silent, he was still at a loss.
"The souls of your fellow disciples are still there." Gu Qingxi said.
"What!" Song Qinglan's body suddenly shook, and he looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
Gu Qingxi took out another jade bottle, and a series of faint shadows floated in the bottle. They were the souls of the sect master, elders, and a group of disciples of Xianmiao Sect.
Although Ji Li was resurrected, his strength had not yet fully recovered, otherwise he would not have been slapped to death again by Mo Tianchen as easily as he did.
Because of this reason, the souls of these disciples of Xianmiao Sect were also preserved. When she repaired the Asking Heaven Platform just now, she also collected them by the way.
"Master, Master, Great Elder, Second Elder..." Song Qinglan whispered in a low voice, tears streaming down his face.
Although the shadows were blurry, Song Qinglan was a ghost cultivator at the stage of fusion, and his consciousness far exceeded that of ordinary cultivators, so he could easily sense the spirit and energy of his master, the master and others.
"Their spirits have been tortured by Leng Yanli for thousands of years, and their soul power has been refined and absorbed by Ji Li again and again, and now they have no spiritual intelligence.
However, the secret realm of Xianmiao Sect can purify spiritual power and repair the spirit. As long as they cultivate for a few hundred years, they can gradually recover their spiritual intelligence and become ghost cultivators like you.
Of course, they can also enter reincarnation again, and after reincarnation, they will have the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation again. It's up to you to decide what to choose." Gu Qingxi said.
He glanced at Miaoxin while speaking. Generally speaking, with such damage to the spirit, the hope of reincarnation is extremely slim, but with Miaoxin here, it shouldn't be a big problem.
This little monk's main skill in refining weapons is a bit tricky, but his Buddhist teachings are not bad, and he is also very good at fighting.
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