When the earthquake occurred on Zhedan Peak, Xiao Ling was following a disciple to the medical hall where Jing Chongshan was. The little white bird squatted on her shoulder, and was blown by the strong wind caused by the crack in the barrier.

Xiao Ling held it in her palm and almost fell to the ground due to the shaking ground. Fortunately, someone beside her helped her.

"Sister Xiao, are you okay?" A clear and graceful voice like an oriole rang in her ears. Xiao Ling looked at the little disciple who was supporting her through the eyes of the little white bird.

The disciple's name was Bai Ying, and she was the youngest disciple under Jing Chongshan. Since Jing Chongshan found a way to treat her, Bai Ying went to Mingxiao Peak to pick her up and bring her to the medical hall every day.

The little girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, like a new bud in spring, full of vitality. When she smiled, her eyes curved into crescents, and her voice was crisper than the little white bird in her palm.

In comparison, Xiao Ling felt that she was like a withered flower, exuding a decayed breath from the inside out.

Bai Ying held her arm, and the bracelet hidden in her sleeve hurt Xiao Ling's wrist.

This age is the time to love beauty.

The little white bird tilted her head, looked through the cuffs, and saw a string of pearls encircled on that slender and white wrist.

Xiao Ling thought of Nie Yinzhi's wrist. In the round mirror, a colorful white bead was strung on a golden red rope, and it was gently tied to her hand. It was very beautiful.

She used to practice swordplay every day, so she couldn't wear these jewelries. Her qualifications were not bad, and she was already a leader in her cultivation progress. However, as the eldest disciple under the master, Xiao Ling had to do better and be the best.

She lived the first half of her life to become the best senior sister in everyone's heart and the best disciple in Sang Wumian's heart.

The existence of Nie Yinzhi made Xiao Ling realize that her past efforts were a joke. Nie Yinzhi was reckless and willful, but he received preferential treatment that she had never had. It turned out that such a person could replace her in their eyes.

If she hadn't come back, the name Xiao Ling would still not be mentioned in the Yunji Sect.

How ridiculous.

"Senior Sister Xiao, it seems like there is movement on Zhedan Peak. Oh my god, is Senior Sister Nie going to come out with that devil?" Bai Ying's voice interrupted her distraction. Xiao Ling was shocked by the darkness growing in her heart. She frowned slightly and suppressed her fluctuating emotions deeply in her heart.

She couldn't help but tilt her head to the left. Was her mood also affected?

The breath that followed her like a shadow seemed to have received some kind of signal, and suddenly came up and stuck to her.

The bloody and violent breath rushed into Xiao Ling's nose, and goose bumps appeared on his neck. He raised his hand in disgust and growled, "Get out of here!"

Bai Ying was startled and asked in confusion, "Xiao, Senior Sister Xiao, what's wrong?" She realized that she had said the wrong thing just now and mentioned someone she shouldn't have mentioned. She quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Xiao."

Xiao Ling turned to her with a faint smile on his lips, but his voice was calm, "Nie Yin's awakening of the devil, The head master was killed, many elders were killed or injured, and it brought a great disaster to the Yunji Sect and even the entire cultivation world, making everyone in a state of panic. Most of the disciples in the sect spoke of her with a tone of deep hatred and grief, and only you still called her Senior Sister Nie. "

Bai Ying's eyes widened, his eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, and the blood on his face quickly faded. He let go of her arm and leaned over to admit his mistake, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Xiao, I'm just used to calling you that, and I was careless for a moment and didn't change my words."

"You're used to it." Xiao Ling murmured and repeated, gently patting Bai Ying's shoulder, "Get up, I don't blame you."

The turbulence of the barrier made everyone nervous. The Yunji Sect's mountain protection array sent down waves of spiritual tides, and the shaking ground finally calmed down. Countless white lights flew towards Mingxiao Peak, like fireflies in the daytime. Jing Chongshan

hurried out and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Ling's figure, "Lingling, today's medicine pool is ready, come in with me."

He glanced at the turbulent mountain protection array, "Zhedan Peak has many barriers, and there are high-level monks from various sects guarding it. Don't worry, your healing is at a critical juncture and cannot be interrupted."

Xiao Ling nodded and walked into the medicine hall.

Bai Ying lowered his head, silently stuck out his tongue, and was about to bow and leave.

Jing Chongshan called her and said, "Aying, come in with me."

Xiao Ling, who was walking in front, froze and turned around. The little white bird nested on her shoulder and tilted her head to look at the master and apprentice.

Bai Ying raised her head in surprise, "Master, do I have to go in too?" Usually, she would send people there and then go about her own business. She would estimate the time and then send Senior Sister Xiao back to Mingxiao Peak.

"You have also been studying with me for nearly two years. You can come and help me."

Bai Ying smiled in surprise and replied crisply, "Yes, Master!"

During this period of time, Jing Chongshan had read almost all the medical books and pharmacopoeias and consulted other great medical practitioners in the world of cultivation. Finally, he found a way to eradicate the miasma and restore the foundation of Xiao Ling's spiritual veins.

But this method must not be leaked.

The medicine pool was filled with magical herbs and elixirs. The mist filled the room with the aroma of medicine. Xiao Ling took a pill before entering the water, stepped into the water, sat cross-legged, and soon leaned softly against the warm stone wall of the medicine pool, falling into a coma as usual.

When Xiao Ling woke up, it was sunset.

She lay on the soft couch in the front hall. After several medicinal baths, the miasma in her meridians was almost gone. The ugly spots that penetrated into her bones faded a lot, and there were no faint lines on her skin.

A trace of spiritual power was injected into her newly healed internal organs.

Xiao Ling felt the spiritual power and almost cried with joy. She sat up and shouted, "Uncle Jing, my spiritual heart has recovered?"

Jing Chongshan's laughter came from the side, "Yes, take another medicinal bath, and the miasma in your body will be cleared. The spiritual heart and meridians are nourished by so many immortal herbs, and they will recover quickly. But you can only start your cultivation from the beginning. It's hard for you."

Xiao Ling had tears in her eyes and showed her first sincere smile since returning to Yunji Sect, "What kind of hardship have I not suffered? I am not afraid of hardship."

Jing Chongshan sighed and felt very distressed: "That's good."

"The barrier of Zhedan Peak is in turmoil, so Mingxiao Peak must be in turmoil. Lingling, the last few treatments are crucial and cannot be missed. Don't go back to Mingxiao Peak for the time being, just stay in the medical hall." Jing Chongshan said.

Xiao Ling hesitated for a moment. Although she wanted to see how Zhedan Peak was doing, her own treatment was more important, so she nodded and agreed.

"Ask someone to take you to Taoyuan for a while. It's quiet there." Jing Chongshan immediately called a disciple to take her to rest. He also had to deal with the used spiritual medicine in the medicine pool, so it was not convenient for her to stay for a long time, for fear that Xiao Ling would find out about the abnormality.

If she knew what the price she would have to pay for her treatment, she would probably feel ashamed and would not continue to cooperate with the treatment. If she gave up halfway, all the previous sacrifices would be meaningless.

The little white bird was released from the dark cage and landed on Xiao Ling's shoulder. Her obscured vision finally recovered. She glanced at the disciple and asked in confusion, "Uncle-master, where is Junior Sister Baiying?"

"That girl," Jing Chongshan chuckled twice and shook his head helplessly, "she helped me heal your injuries today. She had some insights, and she couldn't wait to go into seclusion before you woke up."

Xiao Ling pursed her lips. Jing Chongshan waved his hand and urged her, "You go back and rest. I'll prepare for the next treatment and then send someone to pick you up."

"Okay, thank you, uncle-master." After Xiao Ling bowed, she turned around and followed the disciple away.

Only when the two disappeared did Jing Chongshan put down his expression and return to the closed Medicine Pool Hall. The doors and windows of this building were all engraved with runes. Without his permission, not even a fly could fly in. At the same time, the medicinal smell in the hall could not get out.

At this time, the heat of the medicine pool had completely cooled down. A petite figure and withered spiritual herbs floated on the water. The wrist with a pearl bracelet was covered with hideous scars that had been buried under the sleeves.

Jing Chongshan could not bear to look at the face that was devoured by the death aura. His expression was distorted uncontrollably. He knelt down by the pool with guilt, his face full of sorrow. After a moment, his eyes widened again, and bloodshot like spider webs crawled in his eyes. He laughed softly, as if he had gone crazy.

Jing Chongshan was frightened by the sound that came out of his mouth. He hurriedly took out a pill from his pocket, swallowed it, and sat in meditation to regulate his breathing.

After a while, his weird expression returned to normal.

Xiao Ling was led to Taoyuan by a medical disciple.

I don't know if it was because of the dry weather, but the people in the Yunji Sect were restless. Disciples often fought with each other, and they didn't know the severity of their sparring. Every day, injured people were sent to the medical hall.

The medical hall was crowded and noisy, and there was no peace and quiet as before.

Even the medical disciples were affected by this atmosphere. People coming and going had a manic look on their faces, and the sound of arguments could be heard from time to time.

The Qingxin Jingqi pills in the medical hall were in short supply, and the medical practitioners couldn't make them at all.

The little white bird flew between the halls of the Medical Hall and landed on the lush branches. The disciples could be heard talking everywhere.

"It must be the influence of the evil spirit that caused everyone's mood to be so turbulent. Even Senior Brother Fang was possessed by the devil during his practice. This can't go on for long."

"Don't talk about you sword practitioners. Several disciples in our Medical Hall are in a state of instability and have gone into seclusion. We haven't seen them since."

"The barrier was broken again today. I don't think we can keep the devil at all."

"Even if we want to keep him, we shouldn't seal him in our Yunji Sect. We should seal him in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. I don't know what the elders are thinking."

"Tsk, you're so bold that you dare to talk about the elders? Do you think you can force the devil into the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons so easily? All the leaders have perished at his hands!"

The little white bird left a courtyard and landed on the eaves on the other side. From the ventilated attic, a muffled whisper floated out.

"I heard that the headmaster was planning to dissect Master Nie... Nie Yinzhi's golden elixir to heal Senior Sister Xiao, and Nie Yinzhi had no choice but to use the forbidden formation to summon the demon."

"Dissect the golden elixir? How is that different from taking her life? I would do it at all costs if it were me."

"Senior Brother Meng's eyes were also blinded by Nie Yinzhi."

"Alas, in the end, the most unfortunate ones are us, the innocent disciples. We tried our best to squeeze into the inner sect of the Yunji Sect, but we didn't expect..."

The little white bird flew away with a group of sparrows. As they flew through the gradually encircling twilight, a complaint came from somewhere.

"Why did Xiao Ling come back? If she hadn't come back, this disaster wouldn't have happened."

The little white bird flew into the peach garden. The sounds in her ears gradually faded. Xiao Ling sat in the courtyard surrounded by dusk, and her whole body was trapped in the shadow of the peach tree.

"If it makes you unhappy, why bother listening?" A voice came from the void. The dim air twisted for a moment and slowly condensed into a figure. The outline of the figure gradually became clear.

It was Sang Wumian who had already fallen.

Xiao Ling raised her head to face him, and the little white bird landed on her shoulder.

Sang Wumian leaned down, stared at her for a moment, and said with understanding: "You no longer have this person in your heart."

After he finished speaking, water-like patterns appeared on his body, and his figure suddenly shrank a circle. His waist was slender and soft, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Xiao Ling. He raised his hand to tuck his hair, and the red rope on his wrist was tied with white beads. "People who make you unhappy should die."

There are a total of seven layers of barriers on Zhedan Peak. The sword formation has been broken, and now another layer of barriers has been broken. Even so, with the Demon Sealing Cauldron, there are still five layers of barriers left, which is enough to show how afraid the people outside are of Gu Jiang going out.

There is still a fifth layer. Nie Yinzhi didn't expect Gu Jiang to take the opportunity to break through the barrier and go out. After the shock subsided, she was ready to do whatever she had to do.

Gu Jiang looked up at the barrier for a while and shouted, "Nie Yinzhi, we have to leave here."

Nie Yinzhi almost thought she had heard it wrong. It took her a long time to react. She ran out of the house with her skirt lifted up and almost bumped into Gu Jiang head-on.

Gu Jiang took a step back.

Nie Yinzhi stopped, still feeling unbelievable, "You just said, we have to leave here? Really? Why are you willing to go out?" When she empathized with him, she did not impose her own ideas on him.

Gu Jiang frowned and said weakly, "There is a bad smell outside, it will become very annoying here."

As soon as he finished speaking, rows of bullet screens flooded into Nie Yinzhi's peripheral vision.

【Ahhh Zhu Ni! Zhu Ni! Nue finally figured it out! She finally has someone around to protect her! 】

【Seeing that the people of Yunji Sect became irritable and turbulent, I guessed that Zhu Ni might be here. 】

【Four hundred miles to the west is Xiaoci Mountain, which has a lot of white jade on top and a lot of red copper below. There is a beast there, which looks like an ape, but has a white head and bare feet. It is called Zhu Ni. When you see it, you will be attacked by the army - "Classic of Mountains and Seas"】

【In the Abyss of Death, Zhu Ni always pretended to be Sang Wumian, but not anymore. It can be seen that the heroine really has no feelings for Sang Gou. 】

【Sang Gou is such a *** miserable male protagonist. Oh, you are no longer the male protagonist. 】

【But what does it mean that Zhu Ni has become a female supporting role? ? 】

【The heroine is obsessed with the substitute. 】