"The Dantian is damaged and the tendons and veins are severed, haha." He Gui looked Lan Ning up and down, and said in a cold tone, "As expected of my son, how can he still survive after being so injured?"
Lan Ning: "..."
"Aning! Aning! Save me!!" A figure covered in blood suddenly ran out of the hall, and it was none other than Bai Ling.
Bai Ling The internal injuries have not healed, and just now the soul was injured due to Huang's death and vomited several times Essence Blood. At this time, the body is on the verge of collapse.
Lan Ning's face changed, and the image of being surrounded by Zhengyou monks a few months ago flashed through his mind. His expression suddenly darkened, and his tone was extremely cold. "You have caused me to fall like this, and yet you dare to ask me for help!"
"Aning, if I really set up a trap to kill you, why would you be accused of colluding with the devil? You look like this!"
Bai Ling said in a sad tone, "After many investigations, I learned that the exposure of your identity was caused by the disciple named Bai Lan! It was she who secretly exposed your identity and received a large amount of Contribution Points."
Bai Lan received a reward from the sect, eight thousand Contribution Points, for reporting Lan Ning.
This move was a righteous act, so naturally no one would deliberately hide it for Bai Lan, let alone fellow monks.
Bai Ling later used Jade Purity Peak's connections to do a little research and found out the key.
"Someone framed me, Aning, don't you believe me?" Bai Ling looked sad.
"...Bai Lan?"
Lan Ning's pupils shrank, and his expression suddenly changed. When he looked at Bai Ling, his expression instantly became complicated, with three parts regret, three parts pity, and four parts hesitation.
It turns out it wasn't her, Ling'er didn't want to harm herself...
Although, who is Bai Lan? Have a grudge against him? Has he seen this man?
But he had never heard of this name... Lan Ning suddenly fell into a brainstorm. He tried to review how he was arrested, but there was no memory of Bai Lan in his mind.
"Aning, I really didn't want to harm you, do you really not believe me..." Bai Ling cried, heartbroken, and he regarded Lan Ning as the only life-saving straw. "I originally wanted to save you, but... but!"
Previously, Bai Ling got wind that Hanxu Zi was deliberately released, and when he learned that the young master Lan Ning was locked in a seal in the inner door Library Pavilion, Bai Ling hesitated again and again, but actually went to save him.
This incident happened to be caught by fishing law enforcement officer Hanxu Zi, and the charge of Bai Ling colluding with Mo Yu was completely confirmed.
Bai Ling never thought that the old man who sat in front of the door every day and Library Pavilion was lying in the sun would be the ancestor of the sect.
It is even more difficult to understand why the ancestor would focus on her and set such a trap to lure her into a trap.
Invisibly, it was as if someone knew everything about her, wanted to put her to death, and wanted her to be beyond redemption.
The ancestor of the sect wanted to kill her, and even if True Person Qing Xuan tried his best to protect her, it would be difficult to resist True Lord.
Bai Ling knew that her death date was fixed, and her only hope was to leave Azure Sect. She had no choice but to place her hope on Lan Ning.
Looking at Bai Ling's pair of red eyes, Lan Ning suddenly felt a pang in his heart.
"... Okay, I'll take you away." Lan Ning's eyes were heavy and he looked to the side sincerely. He Gui said, "My dear..."
He Gui was silent for a long time, and suddenly slapped Lan Ning to the ground. "I saved you, and then sent out a piece of information worth tens of millions of dollars. I don't know what the good or bad thing is. Do you really think that I have no son?"
Nascent Soul stage Ancestor, a monk who stands at the top of the world of cultivation, has always had what he wants.
Not to mention beauties, they are beautiful men, beautiful beasts and gorgeous ghosts. He Gui just needs to wave, and there will be people vying to come forward.
Even if it is difficult for a high-level monk to have heirs, he can always get one or two bloodlines by working hard and casting a wide net.
Aren't he raising his two illegitimate children outside? In He Gui's eyes, Lan Ning is not his only irreplaceable son.
If his mother, who is also Nascent Soul stage, had not just come out of confinement, He Gui would not have made this trip to fish for someone else.
"I am a demon, not a Buddha." He Gui said calmly.
"...!" Lan Ning was slapped to the ground by He Gui. He suddenly felt that a few more bones were broken, but he could still stand up. It was obviously the result of He Gui holding back some strength.
Bai Ling in the distance felt chilled when he saw this. Lan Ning and He Gui had a bad relationship, so wouldn't she...
Being in such an awkward situation in front of the person he likes made Lan Ning feel angry, but he couldn't say anything to He Gui, and he was even more worried that he couldn't save Bai Ling.
Hanxu Zi smiled when he saw this and stroked his beard, "Why are you angry, old ghost? As you said, once we reach the realm of Rufu, Spirit Stone is something external to the body. You, a great demon Nascent Soul stage monk, won't be able to get even 10 million Spirit Stone."
After saying that, Hanxu Zi raised his hand and struck Bai Ling with one finger. The strike was sudden and extremely powerful, instantly knocking Bai Ling away several meters and hitting the stone pillar of the distant hall, causing blood to flow.
Hanxu Zi controlled Li Yu, leaving Bai Ling breathless, but completely shattered her Dantian, turning her into a mortal who was unable to practice.
"Ling'er!!!" Lan Ning's eyes widened, blood red, and his fists were clenched.
Spiritual roots are the foundation of a monk's cultivation. Hanxu Zi completely destroyed the foundation of Bai Ling's cultivation with one finger.
If the tendons and veins are broken, they can still be molded, but if the spiritual roots are destroyed, it will be extremely difficult to repair.
The spiritual power in Bai Ling's body is slowly passing away, and the monk's aura gradually fades away, turning into a mortal.
Extremely weak, Bai Ling's expression became more and more gloomy. She vaguely looked at Hanxu Zi, who was smiling in mid-air, and a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.
"I am by no means a cold and heartless person. If you want to take away the Azure Sect traitor, of course you can. Ten million Spirit Stone." Hanxu Zi smiled while stroking his beard.
The implication is that one living Bai Ling can be taken away with ten million.
But the tendons and veins are severed, the spiritual roots are destroyed, and it is useless and cannot create value for the devil. Bai Ling.
Hanxu Zi I don't believe that there would be a fool who would spend a huge sum of money Spirit Stone to save a useless mortal.