The reason why Jade Creation Pill is so precious is that it can relieve pain while treating injuries.
When a monk is in a life-and-death crisis, the immediate injury is not the most fatal thing, but rather the various negative conditions brought about by the pain.
The Immortal Jade Creation Pill almost completely blocked all the pain, even the pain of being pierced by thousands of swords was so slight that it could be completely ignored. Li Qingran looked at the hazy green light on her body, gently pinched her wrist with her left hand, and lowered her eyes. She knew that she had unknowingly inherited the kindness of her predecessors, but she owed too much kindness and didn't know how to repay it.
"Senior, Qingran..."
[No problem, it's just one pill, let's deal with the current matter first.]
The sound of silk rang in her ears, and only she could hear it.
"Qingran, are you satisfied with the results of our sect's handling of the matter?"
Li Qingran raised his head and looked at Wu Duantian. In the corner of his peripheral vision, Yun Mo had been picked up by two disciples and was about to be sent to the execution hall for torture.
Indeed, even the pain of having one's eyes gouged out, one's tongue dug out, and one's ears filled with molten iron would not be as great as the suffering she had gone through.
Without the senior, Wu Duantian would probably only give Yun Mo a painless punishment for the sake of Taoist Qingxuan.
She should have refused to give in, but when she thought of the senior standing behind her, she felt relieved immediately.
"Zong Zong of Wu is very righteous and fair, so I naturally respect him." Li Qingran bowed deeply, which meant that he was satisfied.
【slow!】
An indifferent shout echoed in the void.
【Qingran is satisfied, but I am not satisfied! 】
The smile on Wu Duantian's face froze. He didn't know whether to put his hand down or raise it, so he could only ask the void carefully, "Uh, what do you think we should do?"
"Of course they tortured him on the spot!" Chen Huai'an sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding the cat's head with his left hand and holding the sound transmission talisman with his right hand, saying, "Who knows whether you took him to the execution hall to torture him for real or fake? I can't see it. Seeing is believing, hearing is not."
There was silence in the air for a while, and then a faint voice was heard:
[The law does not spare favoritism, and punishment will not be effective if it is not shown to the public.]
【So the decision should be made immediately! 】
Li Qingran was stunned when he heard this, but his heart warmed a little. Such a holy person like his predecessor would not want to see such an ugly scene of gouging out eyes and pulling out tongues.
He was afraid that all that he had worked so hard for would be taken away from him, and that those who had bullied her would not receive the punishment they deserved.
Wu Duantian breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought that this mysterious monk wanted Yun Mo to be kicked out of Qingyun Sect or simply killed with a sword.
That was not something he could decide. Although he was the chief disciple, he had to discuss with the elders before kicking out a direct disciple, not to mention that the elder was Taoist Qingxuan.
"No problem, then execute him on the spot." Wu Duantian threw a look at his cousin who was holding Yun and Mo to enforce the law.
In fact, after the execution, he would bring all his disciples to the Cliff of Repentance every month to "visit" those punished disciples. This would have the effect of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. However, since the mysterious monk asked for it, he would not say much, and at most he would give Taoist Qingxuan some face.
He doesn't care about that.
The law enforcement cousin dragged Yun Mo back to the center of the square. One of them held Yun Mo's body while the other took out the hook he carried with him. The monks had strong recovery abilities, so there was no need to burn the hook.
Following a shrill cry, many Qingyun Sect disciples turned their heads away.
In the middle of the square, Yun Mo lost his tongue, stared at the sky with his bloodshot eyes, and howled, his voice had long been distorted.
"The molten iron needs to be burned on site, so it will take some time."
Wu Duantian looked at Li Qingran. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that these words were directed at the mysterious monk behind Li Qingran.
Everyone looked at Li Qingran eagerly, as if Li Qingran had become the boss of the mysterious monk.
Zhang Hanxiao was still pretending to be unconscious. Lu Changtian and Xiao Yifeng looked grim, and they did not dare to plead for Yun Bomo.
They protected Mu Baishuang from behind, one on each side, as if they didn't want Mu Baishuang to see Yun Mo's miserable appearance.
Being stared at by so many people, Li Qingran was a little overwhelmed. The senior didn't say anything, and she didn't know what to say to him. She could only hold the Suxian sword and lower her head to count the ants on the ground.
【How do you feel, Qingran? 】
A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and Li Qingran blushed. After a pause, he pretended to be calm and said, "I think it's enough."
Taoist Qingxuan groaned with a gloomy face.
Wu Duantian straightened his beard and smiled like a peacemaker.
He narrowed his eyes and felt that the time was almost ripe, so he looked behind Li Qingran and said, "I am shameless and want to ask you an unreasonable request. Since you can't restore Li Qingran's Dantian, I wonder if you can help my eldest brother, who is my direct disciple?"
He let Zhao Lingtian behind him go and said with a bitter face: "This child is naturally intelligent, kind and benevolent. He is a rare talent. It's a pity that his Dantian was destroyed by the demon monks. I can't bear to see this child depressed and unhappy, and stop here..."
Li Qingran raised her head, the blush on her face faded away, and her autumn eyes were filled with two pieces of ice.
Hunyuan Butian Pill.
Now she finally understood what a precious opportunity her predecessors had given her.
Such a magical pill must be very difficult for the seniors to obtain, right?
Wu Duantian opened his mouth and asked for it. What was his basis? Was he planning to use her to bribe his senior?
At the same time, Chen Huai'anxiao received a prompt in front of the mobile phone.
[Qingyun Sect leader Wu Duantian asks you for an opportunity - Hunyuan Butian Pill, please make a choice. (Different choices may bring different consequences, please choose carefully)]
＜Direct rejection: Are you two a match? Get lost!＞
＜A temporary solution: Let’s not discuss this matter for now and discuss it in detail after it is resolved.＞
＜Gift opportunity: Forget it, a mere Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan is nothing to me, I'll just give you one. (Lose a Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan. If there is no Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan in the backpack, 1 million ¥ or 100 Spirit Crystals will be deducted to force you to buy it)
＜Use a note to communicate with yourself＞
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Chen Huai'an almost immediately had to choose one.
His fingers suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed, and he realized that this matter was not simple.
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