The third elder felt sorry for his disciple being humiliated by her like this, and his heart was burning with anger, and he swung the whip in his hand fiercely.
However, he failed to touch the girl's clothes.
Missed the shot?
The people who gathered around pretended not to see it, and the old man was a little embarrassed. He didn't believe it and raised the purple lightning whip again, but was stopped by Song Wenjing.
"Things haven't been clarified yet. Please calm down for a moment and ask Junior Sister what's going on."
The second elder said, "Send Xiyue to heal first, and leave this to me."
The old man's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he wished he could eat Ruan Mian alive. Veins on his forehead were exposed, and he left indignantly.
"Tell me the truth about what happened in there?!"
His voice was so loud that it almost shattered people's eardrums, but the girl ignored him.
The Second Elder was so angry that he pointed at her sternly and said, "You are a traitor! Don't you want to stay in the Tianluan Sect anymore?"
If she doesn't tell the truth, she will be kicked out.
Ruan Mian glanced at the furious old man lightly and opened his lips slightly.
"It's not time yet. I'll let you live a little longer."
After hearing these words, the Second Elder was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He could no longer maintain his dignity and raised his hand to slap her in the face.
Song Wenjing stood between the two of them, but the other party insisted on gathering her inner strength and swung her sword at her.
"don't want!"
The long sword fell on the girl, her figure became disorganized, and a cloud of smoke dispersed.
Puppetry.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't even know when she left?
The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist.
Walking through the carved beams and painted buildings, you will see that the building is magnificent and there are many valuable calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.
Ruan Mian stepped into the house and called out, "Gui Yi."
The woman outside was making tea. When she heard the noise, she strode over and scolded with her hands on her hips.
"Which sect's disciple are you from? How dare you address the sect leader by his name?"
He immediately picked up the broom and greeted him, but before he could move.
The woman's body froze, unable to move, only her eyes were still staring at Ruan Mian.
The girl walked past her into the inner room and saw the old man sitting in a wheelchair, coughing heavily.
His cheeks were thin and sunken, his face was haggard, his hands were like dry wood, and he looked like he was terminally ill.
"A new disciple? How come you don't know the rules?"
Ruan Mian was not afraid of his pressure. She walked over steadily and looked down.
"You broke your promise to me."
The old man frowned and looked at her carefully to make sure he didn't know her. "Someone, take her away."
The words seemed to be blocked in this room and could not be heard outside.
Naturally, people outside couldn't hear it either.
"It's only been five hundred years, and you can't recognize me?"
The girl's face changed, her unpainted features became extremely cold, and a lotus mark appeared on her forehead.
The headmaster of Guiyi was so frightened that he fell off his wheelchair, "Master..."
Before he could recover from the shock, he immediately knelt down and bowed, unable to believe that Chu Xian had actually been resurrected.
"Please take a seat. I am blind and have offended you."
She had no intention of making false pleasantries. When she died, Gui Yi still looked like a young man.
The girl frowned and asked, "Your face and body..."
The other party replied respectfully that he had been aging for a hundred years and the reason could not be found. In recent years, he had also lost the feeling in his legs.
Logically speaking, a cultivator's appearance should not age, but his appearance does not conform to common sense.
Ruan Mian took the old man's pulse in the air and found that there was a trace of hidden poison deep in his meridians, the same one she had been infected with.
Thinking of someone, the girl pursed her lips to suppress her hatred.
We can only help him suppress the toxicity temporarily. It is impossible to cure him because it has penetrated deep into his bone marrow and cannot be removed.
She asked, "How is Xianling now?"
Gui Yi hurriedly reported, "Don't worry, the people are living and working in peace and contentment as before."
"Really?"
He doesn't look like he's lying, he just doesn't know about those things.
The old man took out the Void Mirror and injected spiritual power into it.
A prosperous country suddenly emerged in the originally ordinary mirror, with children running on the streets laughing and talking happily.
Ruan Mian remained silent, looked at it for a while, and then brushed away the demonic aura covering it with his fingertips, revealing its true appearance.
The Immortal Tomb had long been massacred by the people and buried in the desert, turning into dust and deserted.
Headmaster Guiyi's fingers trembled with surprise.
He would open it and take a look every once in a while, always thinking...
He didn't expect that someone had tampered with it and that what he saw was all an illusion.
The old man coughed until he vomited blood and apologized, "It's my fault, Master, I was negligent!"
He cried bitterly, knowing that Xianling was Chuxian's hometown.
When she and Yanhua died together, the only thing she cared about was the people of Xianling. She had also promised her solemnly that she would protect them and ensure their safety and happiness.
After being poisoned, the old man became depressed, his white hair hung down behind him, his hands clenched into fists, and he was filled with remorse.
Ruan Mian took a deep breath and said, "I don't blame you. I came here today for another matter."
"Master, you said that I would help you no matter what."
The old man was anxious to make amends for his mistakes and would agree to any request.
"Where is the Nine Revolutions Samsara Formation?"
The head of Guiyi was stunned, his eyes widened in surprise, and his cracked lips twitched.
"What do you want it for?"
It requires the sacrifice of a living creature to seize luck, can reverse yin and yang, and can kill the user if he is not careful.
It has always been strictly guarded by successive leaders.
Could it be that "you want to use it to summon the souls of the dead in the Immortal Tomb to return to the human world?"
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