"She must have learned it from Ye Qiao from Changming Sect!" He was a little angry, but then he realized that it wasn't just his sect that was being led astray. He miraculously calmed down, shook his sleeves, and snorted, "Just wait and see when she returns the spiritual weapon."
Now, all the disciples of their sect have gone down the mountain one by one. Seven days have passed, and there has been no news from Qin Huai and the others. They can only worry, but they cannot leave the sect easily.
Si Miaoyan has a calm personality, and their investigation made the elders of Chengfeng Sect feel a little more at ease.
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In the secret realm of clouds and mist.
When Ye Qiao arrived carrying Old Mu, he happened to see them pushing the Mu family members out to die. A man was viciously strangling a girl's neck, putting her to death.
"Stop." Ji Huan shouted, and the sword light was as fast as lightning, chopping down on the spot, and the sword energy forcibly blocked the movement of his hand.
The man could only reluctantly let go of his hands and glared at the Mu family viciously, wishing he could skin them alive.
In his opinion, it was this group of people who got him into trouble.
Everyone was injured. Some cultivators lost arms and legs under the attack of the demon king. The situation of everyone in the formation was extremely miserable.
The Mu family knew they were in the wrong, so they gave away all the pills they had, but it was just a drop in the bucket.
Faced with the angry stares of countless people, they became more silent.
"Yes, I'm sorry." The girl sobbed and felt that it was all because of the evil cultivators they had attracted that caused the current situation. She cut her wrist, bleeding gushed out, and put the blood on the mouth of a cultivator. The moment the blood flowed in, the wound on her body healed miraculously.
"Oh my god." The magical scene caused everyone to exclaim.
What kind of blood is so awesome?
Song Hansheng frowned secretly, then whispered, "Innate, spiritual body?"
Then Song Hansheng finally understood why the evil cultivators came here.
A cultivator with this kind of physique is a great tonic for evil spirits.
If you don't stay at home properly, once your special physical condition is discovered, your only fate is to be torn into pieces and eaten.
Song Hansheng's muttering was extremely low, and only Ye Qiao and the others who were close enough could hear it clearly. Ye Qiao had flipped through the library and had a rough idea of what a congenital spiritual body was. She had not expected that the world of cultivation only had such a physique in the rumors, but the Mu family actually had all of them.
"Wow." Ye Qiao turned his head and looked at Elder Mu, exclaiming: "I didn't expect your family's physique is so amazing. Those evil cultivators should thank you for sending their heads thousands of miles away. Elder Mu, you are such a good person!"
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