Chapter 262 A bold idea
The two of them disliked each other and despised each other.
Nan Xiao pouted. If he had known that it was him hiding inside, he should have asked him to write an IOU and then get rid of the puppets around him.
Thinking about it this way, she lost a lot of money, her 100,000 spirit stones.
The calculation on her face was too obvious, and Song Hui's eyes twitched fiercely.
You really treat him as a money bag, don't you?
The wandering cultivators waited for a long time, but did not see Song Hui coming back, nor did they hear any sound of fighting, so they all stuck their heads out to look and peek at what was happening outside.
Song Hui and a petite girl stood face to face, their expressions unsettling. Behind them, not far away, were countless puppets, terrifying everyone.
In front of so many puppets, the two of them could still chat calmly outside. They are worthy of being disciples of the sect. Their courage and character are beyond reproach.
Nan Xiao naturally also noticed the group of wandering cultivators who were peeking behind Song Hui, but he didn't pay much attention to them.
She asked, "Where are the others?"
Song Hui still had a gloomy look on his face, and just looking at him made people want to punch him.
"I don't know. We went our separate ways."
Nan Xiao was not polite either: "You know nothing, you're just a piece of shit."
Song Hui: “…….”
He really should have closed his eyes and just chopped.
Just kill him.
Nan Xiao was too lazy to waste time with him. He shook the bell in his hand and said, "The puppet is already under my control. The most important thing now is to get the people out of the dungeon first."
She said as a matter of course: "You...come with me."
If a thug comes to your door, you should use him instead.
Song Hui laughed angrily, his fists clenched and unclenched, and finally he followed obediently.
A group of people began to move towards the dungeon. Although they didn't want to go back, they had no choice.
The puppets are not a threat now, but there are quite a few evil cultivators outside, and no one knows what methods they used to prevent these puppets from attacking them.
On the way to the dungeon, everyone was covered in blood, and several wandering cultivators even died.
There were also many puppets surrounding the dungeon. Nan Xiao told them to cover their ears, keep their minds focused, and then started ringing the bells until the puppets made way.
The formation outside has been destroyed, and now only a stone gate is left blocking the way.
Before Nan Xiao could touch the stone door, it slowly opened. It was just a crack, and several spirit swords stabbed out.
Nan Xiao quickly ran to block their attacks.
After seeing who was coming, several people stopped at the same time. It was a young disciple of Huanhai Sect.
The others took the independent cultivators with them and went out to help, while the disciples of Huanhai Sect stayed in the dungeon to guard the people.
The young disciple bowed and said, "Senior Sister Nan, I'm sorry, we thought it was another evil cultivator."
Nan Xiao waved her hand: "It's okay, I understand."
She sighed slightly. It seemed that opening the stone gate was also a dangerous job. She looked at Song Hui, who had a sour face. This kind of job was suitable for him. With such a sour face, he deserved to be chopped.
Song Hui: "..."
Si Nanxiao rolled his eyes, and he definitely had no good intentions.
The group walked in. Apart from the disciples of Huanhai Sect, there were ordinary people inside.
Their condition was still not good, but most of them had clearer eyes, no longer as lifeless as at the beginning.
When Jing Yizhi saw Nan Xiao, he handed the injured person in his hand to his junior fellow student to take care of, and strode up to Nan Xiao.
"Junior Sister Nan, you're here."
"Well, what's the situation with these people? Can they still leave?"
Jingzhi shook his head, his expression becoming more serious.
"At least half of them have been severely affected by the evil. Even if they are rescued, they will most likely not be normal people."
Nan Xiao was a Dan cultivator herself and knew a bit about pharmacology. Although she had never come into contact with these people, she could still get a general idea.
"We'll do our best. We'll rescue them. As for how to settle them, that's up to the city lord and clan leader."
Although she sympathized with their plight, it was only sympathy.
Jingzhi nodded. Some things are just so cruel.
He said, "Junior Sister Nan, I just heard the sound of a bell. Did you get the Soul Devouring Bell?"
"Yes." Nan Xiao did not hide it: "There are too many puppets outside. We can't get out of this place without the Soul Devouring Bell."
Jing Zhi said seriously, "I know, but these common people are not monks. They don't have the ability to resist the sound of the bell. If they hear it again, it will undoubtedly be a death warrant."
Nan Xiao asked, "Is there any way to isolate it?"
Jing Zhi shook his head: "I've tried everything I can think of. This ringtone is too penetrating."
"Wait a minute, let me think about it."
Nan Xiao glanced at everyone and felt a little worried.
Originally, they thought that with the Soul-Devouring Bell and so many people escorting them, they would be able to get the people out anyway. However, they overlooked that their fragile bodies could not hear the sound of the bell.
Her hands unconsciously rubbed the patterns on the bell, and a bold idea came to her mind.
No matter how evil the Soul Devouring Bell was, it was still a magical instrument. Since it was a magical instrument, could it be re-refined? If she could remove the evil from the Soul Devouring Bell, could it then be used normally?
And... her gaze turned to the puppet outside, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.
The Soul-Devouring Bell can drive puppets. If she can refine this evil weapon again and remove its evil nature, then the army of puppets outside will be able to be driven by her in the future.
Thoughtless and obedient puppets are really attractive.
Once this thought came to her mind, she couldn't suppress it.
I even fantasized about a scene where I would summon puppets to beat up the enemy when I encountered danger in the future.
However, her idea is somewhat unorthodox.
If others knew about this, they would probably label her as an evil cultivator.
Nan Xiao shook his head and decided not to think about it for the time being.
She said, "Brother Jing, I have a solution. It may take some time, so please wait a moment. I'll be back soon."
Nan Xiao ran away after he finished speaking, not giving anyone else a chance to speak.
Jingzhi was about to ask a question when he could only see her back.
Nan Xiao didn't walk far, but found a hidden corner nearby and entered the space directly.
She grabbed the small stone and looked at it with burning eyes.
Little Stone shook himself and said, "Master... Master, what are you doing? I'm selling my art, not my body."
Nan Xiao black line.
Where did you learn this?
"I'm speaking seriously to you."
"You said before that your fire can ward off evil, right?"
Little Stone: "Yes...right, is there something wrong with the master?"
Nan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and gained a little more confidence.
"I'll borrow your flame."
Nan Xiao conscripted Xiao Shitou as a strong man, melted the Soul-Devouring Bell, and reforged it.
When the flame of the small stone touched the bell, countless deathly auras struggled out of the bell, which made Nan Xiao's scalp numb.
No wonder it's so weird. How many people's blood must it have on it to have such a strong aura of death.
Compared with the Blood Evil Cauldron I saw in Tianhe City, it is a smaller brother.
By the time Little Stone had burned away the last bit of evil energy on the Soul-Devouring Bell, his chubby body had collapsed from exhaustion.
It said weakly and helplessly: "Master, it's gone, even the last breath is gone."
I'm so tired.
Nan Xiao fed it a few crystals and comforted it, "Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work."
"I can handle the rest by myself, take a rest."
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