"Master Kongshi..." Li Yiru just greeted him, and the other party seemed to know who she was, and a beautiful brocade box appeared in his hand.
"You're welcome." Kong Shi's eyes were extremely calm, as if nothing in the world could affect her heart and soul anymore.
Another note appeared on the brocade box and was handed to her. "Donor, if you have time, you can go and take a look here."
"Thank you very much." Li Yirou bowed to her. Kong Shi smiled faintly and said, "You're welcome."
"Donor Li, are you leaving?" Xuan Wu saw her finish her conversation with the donor and came out of the house.
I really wanted to invite her to stay for a few more days, but I felt that this was not the right behavior for a monk.
But it seemed that since Master Ji left, seeing her so sad made her feel the same way. She was concerned about Li Yiru and began to miss the friendship in the world more and more.
"Let's go see Brother Luo. Do you want to go together?" It was rare for Li Yirou to see her look conflicted. The young master was still not as calm as the older masters.
"Okay!" Xuan Wu said, then felt that he had lost the detachment that a Buddhist practitioner should have, and added a calm "Okay."
Li Yiru's palms felt itchy and she really wanted to touch her head, but she held back.
Luo Hanchu opened the door with a calm expression, which surprised Li Yiru and Xuan Wu.
Normally, he would have heard the sounds before seeing them and would have been there to greet them, fanning himself.
"Has the golden elixir been formed?" She felt that Luo Hanchu's spiritual power had become more restrained and strong, and she probably advanced to the golden elixir stage.
Luo Hanchu was surprised. He didn't expect that she was so sharp after just establishing her foundation.
"Are you envious?" Luo Hanchu returned to his usual leisurely state and gently waved his fan.
...Li Yirou smiled and said, "Congratulations, Senior Brother Luo." Xuan Wu also followed suit and congratulated Donor Luo.
"Master Xuanwu, why does something seem to have changed?"
Li Yirou glanced at him, and the little figure in the spiritual platform opened his eyes again, and then slowly closed them again.
"Brother Luo, when you obtained the Fuyao Sword, did you present it intact to the Qiandao Sword Sect?" Li Yiru looked at him with calm eyes, but he seemed to be able to sense her change.
"No." Luo Hanchu put down the teacup, "When the Fuyao Sword was taken out, it already had cracks on it, and when it was presented to the Thousand Sword Sect, it had already broken into three pieces.
One of the pieces was snatched away by someone, and it has probably been integrated into its own spiritual sword."
"What about the other part?" Luo Hanchu spoke in fragments, beating around the bush as usual.
Perhaps after learning the art of divination and deduction, the first thing is that you cannot say things directly.
When Luo Hanchu heard that she only asked one part of the question, his gaze fell into her calm eyes for a moment.
"It's here with me." He spread out the spiritual fan, and the middle fan bone became transparent under his urging. Along with it, there came a powerful but soon became powerless and incomplete spiritual power.
"Ask me a price. I'll save up some money. Are you willing to sell it?" Li Yirou took out a piece of Soul-Breaking Wood. "It's a fragment of a spirit sword, and it has a sword spirit. This material is actually not as precious as the Soul-Breaking Wood."
Luo Hanchu looked at the Soul-Breaking Tree in front of him, but had no intention of taking it. "When Ayan was little, he wanted one very much."
Li Yiru's expression changed for a moment, but she quickly returned to her composure.
Luo Hanchu pulled out a piece of the fan bone and said, "I can give you whatever you want."
Xuan Wu once again lost his usual calmness as a Buddhist practitioner, and looked back and forth between Li Yiru and Luo Hanchu.
But it doesn't seem like that kind of feeling between them.
Xuan Wu lowered his head and sipped the tea, sip by sip, as if immersed in the fragrance of the tea, cutting off his five senses.
Li Yirou was not polite, "Maybe I really dare to ask for it."
Her eyes swept across Xuan Wu, and finally met Luo Hanchu.
His expression showed no regrets, no resentment, and he kept saying, "I can do anything."
Li Yirou chuckled, stood up and patted his shoulder, "I'm leaving now. I have somewhere to go."
"Do you need me to accompany you?"
"No need, Brother Luo."
After she finished speaking, she smiled at Master Xuanwu and said, "Goodbye, little Xuanwu."
Xuan Wu even wanted to ask the same question, whether he needed her to accompany him, but in the end, he just bowed and watched her leave.
Li Yiru followed the address on Master Kongshi's note and arrived at a cave in Xuanyang City.
Xuanyang City has a large sect called Xuanyang School, which was once a great sword sect that was almost on par with Qiandao Sword Sect. However, it only recruited male sword practitioners and gradually declined.
As the door opened, a male voice reached Li Yirou's ears, "Go into the middle hall and wait for me."
The other party scanned her with his spiritual sense and saw that her cultivation was so low, so he didn't care and let her in with confidence.
After a while, a handsome young man walked over, but when he saw Li Yiru's face, he suddenly stopped.
"You, you..." He said the word "you" twice, his fingertips trembling slightly, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.
Li Yirou smiled at him. It turned out that he was the man she saw in the Goddess Temple in Wuji City that year.
He was also the one who questioned Meng Qingzhou, asking him if he had done anything harmful to the world by taking Tiancun's name.
Li Yiru's eyes are very similar to his, perhaps she is a relative of his father.
"I am Wen Huailiang's daughter..." Li Yiru explained the reason, and Wen Huaiyu's eyes became moist.
Almost as soon as they met, he had a feeling that this was the blood of his brother and sister-in-law!
Otherwise, how could there be someone who looks so much like his brother, as if his brother was a man dressed as a woman!
"I'm your uncle, kid, I..." Wen Huaiyu then realized that compared to his niece's calmness, he seemed too excited.
Why is this child so... It's hard for him to describe. After all, he is also a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if he restrains himself, he still has an unstoppable aura, but she is not afraid at all.
Even if she wasn't afraid because of their kinship, why wasn't she excited at all? It seemed like his emotions were a bit excessive.
Will it be possessed by someone else?
It turned out to be her uncle. Li Yiru was silent for a moment and asked him about the bloodline soul-guiding lamp.
…
Wen Huailiang took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then explained to her, "The paternal bloodline is much thinner after all, so the test isn't as direct as the maternal bloodline. It can only point in one direction."
So that’s how it is. So, Master almost found her back then.
Unexpectedly, she was lucky enough to meet her uncle when she went to the Goddess Temple to find a place to stay.
The relatives who were also his father temporarily blurred Meng Qingzhou's vision.
The test of the Bloodline Soul-Guiding Lamp lasted too long, and it was still dangerous for her to hide in the space.
"Father, he disappeared." Li Yirou finally felt a little sad after saying this, but Wen Huaiyu was very puzzled, "Didn't my brother..."
Seeing that he didn't know about this, Li Yirou said that Meng Qingzhou had been trapping his soul in the Purple Mansion.
"I'm going to find this vicious woman!" Anger flashed in Wen Huaiyu's eyes as he was held back by Li Yiru.
When she heard her uncle's angry scolding, she realized that using the soul as a guide to activate the blood lamp was like torture to the soul every time, which was extremely painful.
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