When Xia Yiqian trusted the people of Qingyun Temple, she naturally believed everything they said, but once she decided not to trust them, it would not be so easy for them to deceive her.
As Xia Yiqian spoke, she stepped directly on the edge of the formation and threatened in a cold tone, "You'd better think it over before you speak."
The incessant chanting of the Taoist priests who were sacrificing themselves around them all became background noise.
The man leading the way was upset. He stared at Xia Yiqian's foot stepping on the formation, cold sweat on his forehead, but he didn't dare to tell a lie.
“Your death was also caused by our ancestors!
At that time, the ancestors needed a body with royal blood and great blessings. Moreover, the emperor in office had to love him deeply and be willing to sacrifice half of the country's bloodline for him.
At that time, our ancestors screened many royal family members and believed that you and your brother were the most suitable candidates. So they disguised themselves as evil cultivators and tried to abduct your brother.
However, something unexpected happened along the way, and you and your fiancé tried your best to delay time and protect your brother.
Before our ancestors found your brother, your parents came with powerful monks to rescue you and your sister.
There was no other way, the ancestor could only take you back and lie to your father, saying that if he wanted you to wake up and become a human, he would have to dissolve half of the national vein into your body.
Fortunately, your father does not discriminate against girls and is willing to sacrifice half of his country's bloodline for you.
When you wake up, we will tell you again the story we told your parents and brothers, and you will know everything that happened afterwards.
We didn't mean to hurt you, it just happened."
Xia Yiqian was almost laughing at his shameless words.
They didn't want her life, they only wanted her brother's life. Could it be that she should be thankful that their original target wasn't her, and that it was her fault that she risked her life to run into them?
The fate of their entire family is so worthless, why should they be manipulated by them and end up with family members separated and unable to reunite with their relatives?
Xia Yiqian suppressed the anger in her heart and continued to ask, "Don't tell me that you at Qingyun Temple are just for the sake of the world and have no selfish motives at all."
She pointed at those who were offering sacrifices and asked in a cold tone, "These people sacrificed their lives. The other people in Qingyun Temple have already died. Could it be that you only want everyone to die after the spiritual energy is revived?"
The man pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Xia Yiqian kicked forward continuously, and the Taoist priests who were offering sacrifices immediately showed uncomfortable expressions on their faces.
The men all shouted: "Don't move, don't move, I say!"
“Our ancestors had already found a place to bury our souls, which would protect them from the detection of the heavens and the underworld.
After the sacrifice is completed, all ancestors who have not yet entered the ghost gate can be transformed into ghost cultivators, which is equivalent to being resurrected again! "
Xia Yiqian: ...
No wonder the last time she saw the old Taoist priest and sent them into the ghost gate, the expressions on those people's faces were so complicated, as if they wanted to rush over and beat her up, and then escape directly from the ghost gate.
So that's how it is...
Anyone who has not entered the Ghost Gate can become a ghost cultivator. It was she who blocked their path to resurrection.
Those people were actually willing to enter the ghost gate and give up rebirth in order to endure humiliation. It really shows their "big picture perspective".
Perhaps they didn't expect that she, a zombie, could learn how to summon the ghost gate just by following each generation of the master and listening?
There were only two words left in Xia Yiqian's mind: You deserve it!
After learning that the other party could be resurrected, Xia Yiqian simply stopped asking and just waited here quietly.
The revival of spiritual energy is inevitable, and Fat Peacock is counting on the revival of spiritual energy.
As for those people from Qingyun Temple...
Oh.
As a Hou whose spiritual energy had just revived and who was already at the pinnacle of cultivation in the entire world, Xia Yiqian felt that if he didn't act pretentiously, he would be letting down the well-intentioned efforts of so many people!
While she was thinking, the formation suddenly lit up, and all the sacrificed people were reduced to ashes in an instant. Rich spiritual energy gushed out from the formation, filling the entire world in an instant.
In this world, the spiritual energy has revived.
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Ten years later.
Huo Linxiao put one arm around Xia Yiqian's slender waist and looked at the two three-year-old children, a boy and a girl, who were staggering and chasing the big white goose that was running left and right in front of them.
Xia Yiqian raised her eyes and looked at Huo Linxiao, "You broke through the Nascent Soul stage yesterday. If the authorities recruit you, will you go?"
The spiritual energy has just revived. Although the spiritual energy is particularly rich, everyone's cultivation techniques are interrupted, and it is not easy to practice by groping.
But Huo Linxiao was different from Xia Yiqian. When other ordinary people had just reached the stage of drawing Qi into their bodies, those with good talents had just entered the foundation-building stage, and those with excellent talents were just about to reach the golden elixir stage, Huo Linxiao was far ahead of the others and reached the Nascent Soul stage single-handedly. It would be strange if he did not attract the attention of others.
Huo Linxiao shook his head, and when he looked at Xia Yiqian, a hint of tenderness appeared on his cold and handsome face.
“I want to spend more time with you and the kids.
And didn't you say there are still two people at large from Qingyun Temple? Whenever someone survives a thunder tribulation, you should go check on them. I'm worried if no one is taking care of them."
Xia Yi smiled faintly, shrugged indifferently, raised her chin, and revealed a very arrogant expression.
"I can choose not to bother them now! I'll wait for a few hundred years until someone ascends to heaven. Then I'll go wait by the street elevator. When I see him, I'll kill him and make all his centuries of cultivation go to waste!"
Aren't you trying to harm her whole family? Kill them all!
Huo Linxiao chuckled softly a few times and replied lovingly, "Okay."
Their eyes simultaneously fell on the two people and the goose running in the yard, and there was an indelible sense of happiness and satisfaction in their eyes.
The big white goose ran while shouting, "I'm warning you! If we talk about seniority, I'm your uncle! You can't bully me like this!!!"
"Hahahahahaha!!!" The three-year-old kid didn't understand anything at all. He clapped his hands and continued to chase the big white goose happily.
The little girl had two pigtails and looked about 60% similar to Xia Yiqian. She had a bright smile on her face and pointed at the big white goose with her thin fingers, shouting, "Goose, goose, goose!"
The little boy, who bore a passing resemblance to Huo Linxiao, clapped his hands, chasing the white goose without stopping, and excitedly shouted, "Singing to the sky with a curved neck!"
Kong Yanqing, whose soul was stuffed into the body of a big white goose by Xia Yiqian: ...
Damn it, these two bastards! How come they are exactly like their mother when she was a bear?
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