The moonlight was cold, and in front of Jade Moon Lake, Dan Ji stood quietly, looking at the cold moon in the sky, with a calm expression and eyes as light as autumn water.
Nine Heavenly Concubines of Yin Gui, all have stunning looks, and Dan Ji is no exception. Now he has put aside disputes and intrigues, and his temperament is even more peaceful.
With a creak, the door opened, and Qing Ling walked out. He looked at the woman in front of him and stepped forward.
"You have just lost your cultivation, and the poison in your body is more difficult to suppress. You need more rest," Qing Ling reminded softly.
Dan Ji came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay, I know my body best. Yellow Springs Pill's poison is incurable, so just let me live the rest of my life as I want."
Qing Ling sighed in his heart and said, "I haven't asked you what your name is yet. Dan Ji shouldn't be your real name."
Dan Ji smiled and said, "Murong"
"Complex surname?" Qing Ling said in surprise.
"No"
Dan Ji shook his head and said, "My name is Murong"
Qing Ling nodded slightly and said, "Murong, Heaven-Mending Pavilion you mentioned before, can you elaborate on it?"
Dan Ji heard this, his body trembled slightly, and then he gradually relaxed and said, "I don't know much about the Heaven-Mending Pavilion. I only know that this is a very ancient sect with countless strong men. For thousands of years, few disciples have appeared. However, as long as a descendant of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion walks in the world, he must be a proud man of heaven with amazing talents and extremely terrifying strength."
"What is the relationship between the Yin Gui Sect and Heaven-Mending Pavilion? Why are they sending you to get married?" Qing Ling continued to ask.
"Yin Gui Sect is a sect that relies on the Heaven-Mending Pavilion. It has always maintained its relationship through marriage. As for the reason"
A look of self-deprecation flashed across Murong's face, and he said, "Perhaps Yingui Dan Ji is one of the few Heavenly Maidens in the sect who still retains his virginity, Yin Gui Sect's technique is special. It can not only harvest yang and replenish yin, but also become a furnace for others and make wedding clothes for others. Even Heaven-Mending Pavilion can't get too much for nothing, right?"
Qing Ling sighs, this is a world where the jungle is strong, and women are like duckweeds in the rain. They don't know where they will be at the next moment. There are too few women who can control their own destiny like Fan Lingyue and Changling Venerable Lady in Beimeng.
"Who is that young master? Can Miss Qing tell me?" Murong looked over and looked at the woman beside him, with a look of anticipation on his face.
"His name is Ning Chen"
Qing Ling said softly, "You should have heard of him, Ninth Son of Ink Sect, Ning Chen"
Murong heard it, and her delicate body trembled, Ninth Son of Ink Sect!
That legend that is famous in the stars, or rather, taboo!
After a long time, Murong came back to his senses, looked at the woman in front of him, and said, "Who hurt him like this?"
According to legend, Ninth Son of Ink Sect's strength is so powerful that even the venerables in the star regions are afraid of it. Who else in the world can hurt him to this extent?
"Heaven"
Qing Ling looked at the starry sky above and said calmly, "He saved a dead person, but God didn't allow it, so both sides suffer."
Hearing the former's words, Murong felt a storm in his heart. How could he be brought back to life?
Qing Ling looked at the sky, sighed softly, and said, "Not only do you think it's impossible, but he doesn't even believe it himself. However, there are too many things in the world that we cannot understand. After all, there are more things we don't know than we know. Whether you believe it or not, he did it, and he paid a sufficient price for it."
"Is she his wife?" Murong asked.
"No" Qing Ling shook his head.
"Young Master Ning likes her?" Murong asked with doubt flashing in his eyes.
Qing Ling shook his head again and said, "I don't know."
"She likes Young Master Ning?" Murong asked with more doubts in his eyes.
"Maybe" Qing Ling sighed.
Murong frowned slightly and said, "Then where is she now?"
"She left after waking up. I don't know where she went. Maybe she will come back when Ning Chen wakes up, or she may never come back," Qing Ling replied.
Murong was silent, and after a moment, he said, "What's her name?"
"Ghost Maiden"
Qing Ling withdrew his gaze and responded, "Rakshasa Maiden from the underworld, a woman who returned to hell for him."
Murong turned back to look at the wooden house behind him, with a flash of brilliance in his beautiful eyes. This Young Master Ning was really a unique weirdo, and that Ghost Maiden actually liked him.
"Go back and rest, we have to go on the road tomorrow morning," Qing Ling said.
"Yeah"
Murong nodded, glanced at the large waterfall flowing in front of him, turned around and walked towards the house.
Qing Ling stayed for a moment and then turned back to the house.
If according to what Murong said, Yin Gui Sect has her destiny card, then it is very likely that a real strong person will appear in the near future, and then it will be really troublesome.
At least, until Ning Chen wakes up, they will not be able to confront these monsters that have lived for countless years.
In the wooden house, Qing Ling walked to the bed and covered Yin'er with the quilt. A soft look flashed on his face. This child has suffered a lot over the years, but it is just too much fun. I don't know when the Heavenly Language Origin in his body will awaken.
Ning Chen said that although this girl has good talent, she is not suitable for learning swordsmanship. Becoming Heaven Speaker is her best choice.
Feeling that there was someone next to him, Yin'er turned over in a daze, reached out to hug the arm of the person in front of him, and continued to sleep.
Qing Ling had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed and gently patted the girl in front of him to make her sleep more peacefully.
Not long after, Qing Ling carefully pulled out his arm and walked to the bed not far away. He looked at the white-haired figure sleeping on the bed with a sad look on his face.
Ning Chen, wake up quickly, it's been ten years and you still haven't had a rest, okay?
Qing Ling sat aside and raised his hand to gently caress the former's face. Tears fell silently from his eyes, one drop at a time.
In the next room, Murong looked ahead, silent. This girl was neither his wife nor had any blood relationship with him, but she still insisted on staying with him for ten years. Such a feeling could no longer be described in words.
Perhaps, he was the only one left in her life.
Murong looked away, walked to her bed and lay down. In the past, she thought that the relationship between men and women in this world was nothing but like and love.
Today, she realized how wrong she was. It turned out that there was such a love in the world, which transcended everything. She only had him.
Outside the house, the cold night gradually passed, and at dawn, Qing Ling, who had been sitting all night, stood up and made preparations to leave.
"Yin'er, wake up"
After a long preparation, seeing that it was already getting late, Qing Ling walked to the bed beside him and called softly.
On the bed, Yin'er got up with a confused look on his face and sat in a daze for a long time unhappily. Then he walked outside with his eyes open and started to wash up.
In the next room, Murong walked out. Looking at this scene, a strange color flashed across his face.
Qing Ling smiled apologetically and said, "Just kidding, this girl was spoiled by her master, so she is a bit squeamish. Don't be offended, girl."
Murong smiled, shook his head and said, "The road of cultivation is inherently difficult. It would be a good thing if you can always maintain a childish heart."
Outside the room, Yin'er came back from freshening up and sat in front of the border. After searching for a long time, he turned around and said, "Sister Qing Ling, I can't find my hairpin."
"I'll help you put it away. Don't put things around. If you lose them, be careful if your master wakes up and scolds you."
Qing Ling stepped forward, carefully combed his hair, then took out a gold hairpin from his arms and inserted it into it.
Yin'er looked at himself in the mirror, smiled happily, and said, "Master loves me so much that he won't scold me."
"I know your master loves you, but you lost your master." Qing Ling stretched out his hand and lightly hit the former, which made him feel angry.
Yin'er embarrassedly grabbed the arm of the woman next to him and said softly, "I didn't mean it, sister Qing Ling, don't tell the master about this when he wakes up."
On the side, Murong looked at the two people with envy on his face. The relationship between the two people is really good.
"Go and push your master, we have to leave as soon as possible. It won't be safe here in a while," Qing Ling said, patting the little girl's head.
"Oh"
Yin'er stood up immediately, ran to the bed and helped the figure on the bed, put him in the wheelchair, and then carefully covered him with a thick blanket.
"Murong, let's go," Qing Ling looked at the woman aside and said.
"Yeah"
Murong nodded and followed him.
At the same time, Yin Gui Sect, behind the temple, Yin Gui Saintess was kneeling on the ground. In the darkness ahead, a powerful and heavy breath filled the air, making people breathless.
"A sword wielder?" a cold female voice said.
"Yes"
Yin Gui Saintess responded, "According to reports from Mei Ji and others, they didn't even see the man's appearance when he drew his sword. With just one move, Qi Feiyin died."
"True Realm?"
The woman's voice was deep and she said, "Does Heaven-Mending Pavilion know about this?"
"Qi Feiyin's body Heaven-Mending Pavilion has sent people to take it away. They should take action soon" Yin Gui Saintess replied respectfully.
In the darkness, the woman was silent. After a moment, she said, "I know, go down. You don't need to worry about this anymore. I will handle it myself."
Yin Gui Saintess heard this, his expression was shocked, and he said, "Master, do you want to leave seclusion?"
"The death of Qi Feiyin is not a trivial matter. I can no longer sit idly by and ignore it. Heaven-Mending Pavilion will at least send one Grand Elder to handle the matter. Before that, I, Yin Gui Sect, should say something," the woman said lightly.
Yin Gui Saintess bowed his head, stood up and retreated without saying another word.
"Swordsman"
In the darkness, a cold look appeared on the woman's face. When did this planet have such a powerful swordsman? It seemed that she had been in seclusion for too long, and there was a strong person in this world that she didn't know about.
Within the Yin Gui Sect, not long after, one hall after another began to shake. In the overwhelming aura that filled the sky, an extremely powerful pressure quickly revived. Within a thousand miles, birds and beasts were frightened, bowed their heads and trembled.
"Welcome to the sect master"
"Welcome to the sect master"
In each of the main halls, the seven heavenly beauties knelt down and saluted, welcoming Yin Gui Sect Master out of seclusion.
As soon as he finished speaking, behind the Yingui Temple, the power of extreme yin rose into the sky, and a beautiful figure who turned all living beings upside down walked out. It was as charming as the dark night, so that everyone Heavenly Maiden dared not look directly at it. Yin Gui Sect Master, the most powerful person who is famous all over the world, Pink Skeleton, the water that brings disaster to the world.