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Now that they had made a decision, the two of them had no intention of delaying at all, and immediately started acting separately.
The old woman walked quickly, and in a moment passed through a corridor and entered a room with unusually simple decoration.
In this room, a young man wearing a white robe but with a sallow complexion was sitting at a stone table, concentrating on a silver book.
"Mother, why are you here so suddenly?" As soon as he saw the old woman walking in, the young man immediately put down the book in his hand and said with a smile.
"Ming'er, please pack your bags immediately. We are going to the Yingxian Palace where the Long family is located." Facing the young man, the old woman changed her previous gloominess and said with a look of love and pity.
"Long family! It seems that the person you captured is really troublesome." The young man frowned when he heard this and said helplessly.
"Why, you also know about this." The old woman looked a little surprised.
"Mother, you have forgotten that although my magic power is not high, I have inspired the blood of the true dragon and gained some supernatural powers. Although I have not left the house, I vaguely heard some of your conversation." The young man smiled. Said suddenly.
"That's it! But don't worry, Ming'er. No matter what, your father and I will move that person's inherited magic weapon safely into your body. In this way, not only can stubborn illnesses be cured, but bottlenecks can also be broken through with the help of this inherited spiritual power. , it is very possible to form a golden elixir immediately. As for the person behind the boy, as long as he enters the Long family, he will never dare to come to the door." The old woman said with relief.
"Back then, Mr. Tianjing gave me a prescription to use the inherited artifacts to cure the diseases in my body. You and I have been looking for monks who have inherited magical artifacts and have not yet opened the seal. I had a hunch that I might cause trouble. It's a lot of trouble. Now I finally found such a person. I think it was me who persuaded me, so my mother won't let go easily." The young man was silent for a while, then sighed softly.
"What are you talking about? Your father and I saw that we couldn't withstand the next great disaster, so we decided to finally have your blood. We will never let a white-haired person give away a black-haired person again. As long as that person is not one of the Three Sovereigns and Seven Demon Kings, your uncle and grandfather will definitely ensure that you are safe and sound. Besides, now that you have inspired the blood of the true dragon, you can automatically become a disciple of the Long family. If the Long family doesn't protect you, how can it still be called the number one true spiritual family?" The old woman's face became a little gloomy, and there was a hint of resentment in her words.
"Well, since mother has made up her mind, we'd better leave right away. Maybe the old fused monster will catch up here soon." The young man shook his head, but suddenly his tone changed to a urging one. .
"Impossible. I have carefully searched the boy's body in advance, but there was no mark left on it." The old woman was surprised when she heard this, and was a little doubtful.
"Mother, after all, is not a fusion cultivator. And as far as I know, fusion cultivators have at least three or four ways to make the spiritual mark they plant easily hide from the spiritual scanning of the monks in the Void Refining Stage. Although I have not done anything in recent years. Practicing magic power, but reading so many martial arts books is not for nothing." The young man said with a wry smile.
"Ming'er, what you said makes sense. Then let's not pack anything up and leave quickly. Your father has already gone to pick up that kid." The woman's expression changed and she became a little nervous.
At the same time, in another secret room, the black-browed old man looked at a man lying quietly on the ground with a complicated expression.
"Little Taoist priest, don't blame me and my wife for being cruel. If you want my son to be cured, the only way is to get the inheritance artifacts in your body. And without the inheritance artifacts, your foundation will be completely destroyed, and life will be worse than death. By then, I will send you on your way safely and painlessly." The old man murmured, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely ferocious.
And the person on the ground is surprisingly the little Taoist priest Qi Lingzi.
But I don¡¯t know what tricks the two old women had on him, leaving him unconscious.
The old man with black eyebrows suddenly turned over his hand, a black light flashed between his fingers, and a talisman as black as ink suddenly appeared.
With a flick of his wrist, the talisman immediately turned into a strange gray light. In a flash, it disappeared into the body of Qi Lingzi and disappeared.
?Then the old man opened his mouth again and spit out a cloud of black air, inside which was a faintly rotating green copper bell.
The black-browed old man raised his arm and flexed one finger slightly.
A soft "ding-dong" sound came from the black air.
A strange scene suddenly appeared.
Originally lying on the groundYoung Master Hai hesitated for a while before asking in a low voice.
"You go down first and find someone to find out which family lives on the ninth floor here." Han Li did not answer directly, but gave the order.
"I obey, master!" Upon hearing Han Li's words, Young Master Hai couldn't help but perked up and agreed hurriedly and respectfully.
"I'll send you down, and after you try to find out more about it, come find me on the hilltop nearest here. I'll wait for you there." Han Li gave another instruction, and with a flick of his sleeve, a green light suddenly appeared. The one who got the most out of it sent Master Hai directly to the ground.
And he himself changed direction and flew towards a low hilltop dozens of miles away.
Although Jiuxian Mountain is composed of nine giant peaks, in addition, there are naturally some inconspicuous nameless mountains that exist among the entire mountain range.
As soon as Young Master Hai landed on the ground, he glanced in the direction of Yingxian Palace, but did not walk towards his horse. Instead, he took a deep breath and ran towards the nearest lively place. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com