First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 71: Talking about the secrets of Tao Qingshan’s soul jade collection

(The name of the Su Yiliu stele in the previous chapter was changed to "Su Yi".)

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The dwarf took a deep breath and mustered up his courage to say, "Immortal Master, you also know that if the yin evil spirit vein is taken away, this fire peach tree will not be able to live alone..."

Su Yi interrupted: "I only need one piece, I won't be able to hurt this fire peach tree."

Seeing that Su Yi's attitude could not be disobeyed, the dwarf dared to hesitate, and suddenly turned into a flash of light and drilled into the ground.

Not long after, when the dwarf emerged from the ground, he held a one-foot-long black chalcedony between his hands.

The chalcedony exudes a biting chill, and the dwarf's eyebrows, hair, and beard are covered in a layer of hoarfrost, which makes him shiver.

"Immortal Master, the Yin evil spirit vein is in the chalcedony."

The gnome squeezed out a stiff smile that was worse than crying.

He didn't dare to use his hands and feet on this yin evil spirit vein, fearing that he would suffer if he was found out.

"Good."

Su Yi took the one-foot chalcedony with his hands, looked at it a little, and nodded in satisfaction.

This is a spiritual vein, even if it is only one foot long, it is far from being comparable to many spiritual stones!

When the cultivation level reaches the Qi Gathering Realm, when you use this treasure to cultivate again, it will play an incredible magical effect.

Of course, this Yin evil spirit vein is actually the most suitable for Yin souls like Qingwan to cultivate.

Su Yi doesn't mind giving some to Qingwan when needed.

He took out a jade box and put away the yin evil spirit veins. Seeing the dwarf's grimacing appearance, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry, I, Su, don't even bother to take advantage of you as a little elf."

Su Yi said, writing on the sand on the ground with the bamboo stick in his hand.

It didn't take long for a cultivation secret to appear.

"You are a monster, you are born to raise it, and it is not easy to prove the Tao. This 'Spiritual Transformation' can help you realize the magical effect of transforming from a monster into a 'demon cultivation', its value is not just a few fire peaches It is comparable to a piece of Yin evil spirit vein, so please cherish it.”

Su Yi said, shook his head and left with a smile.

Spirits and the like can all be classified as "demon".

Plants, birds and beasts, who open their intelligence are called spirits, and can also be called monsters, goblins, and so on.

It's just that it's not easy to become a demon cultivator.

Especially for some demons with special bloodline or unique talents, if they want to embark on the road of demon cultivation, they have to go through unimaginable hardships.

The dwarf is a monster born in the fire peach tree. Although it can transform into a human form, it is far from being able to truly transform into a human body. Naturally, it is not a demon cultivator.

Until the figures of Su Yi and Qingwan disappeared in the peach forest.

The dwarf was relieved and patted his chest, feeling lingering fears.

Suddenly, he looked at the ground, and gradually his mind was drawn to the lines of elegant and unrestrained handwriting.

I don't know how long, when he suddenly woke up, shock, ecstasy, excitement, and trance could not be restrained from his eyebrows.

"This article alone is enough for me to completely get rid of the shackles of my body and transform into the Dao!"

The dwarf shouted in excitement, danced, and was overjoyed.

I don't blame him for being so rude. The "Spiritual Transformation" gifted by Su Yi is a training formula in the "Dao Dian of Transformation", which records the mystery of "shedding shape". The best way to practice.

Although the dwarf does not know the origin of this secret, how can he not appreciate how amazing the secret is?

Suddenly, he knelt down and kowtowed towards the place where Su Yi left before, swearing with a sincere expression:

"I, Tao Qingshan, will never forget the grace of the immortal master in this life!"

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Outside the peach forest.

Qing Wan followed Su Yi carefully, not daring to get too close or too far away, she was very cute.

Su Yi took out more than ten bottles of medicinal pills and handed them over, "Qingwan, keep these medicinal pills."

These medicinal herbs are all obtained from the Six Absolutes Yin Corpse, and are most suitable for Yin soul cultivation.

"Huh?"

Qingwan was at a loss for what to do, and said apprehensively, "Immortal Master, you won't be rewarded without merit, Wan'er..."

Just as she was about to think about her words and tried to refuse, she was interrupted by Su Yi in a bad mood, "It's just some broken pills, why are you being polite to me? Take it!"

Qingwan was so frightened that her tender body trembled, she quickly took it over and said apologetically, "Wan'er didn't want to make the Immortal Master angry, and in the future... I will never dare..."

Seeing her nervous look, Su Yi sighed.

I don't know what happened, but when he saw Qingwan's pitiful, timid and restrained appearance, he couldn't help but want to reprimand him.

Probably...

"Master Xian, are you still angry with Wan'er?"

Qingwan asked cautiously.

She looked over from the side with her head tilted, her beautiful little face with a little baby fat was full of worry.

From Su Yi's point of view, there is an extraordinarily cute and silly feeling.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched the girl's face. He sighed, "You stupid, I'm afraid I'll have a heart that I can't stop worrying about in the future."

After all, he himself laughed first.

Being pinched on the cheek, Qingwan was startled.

Seeing that Su Yi smiled, she couldn't help laughing, her pretty little face was full of joy.

Brows and eyes are curved and picturesque.

One person and one ghost walk in the dark night of this deserted countryside, without each other feeling lonely.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Su Yi's ears moved slightly, and he heard a rustling footstep in the distance. Although it was extremely slight, it couldn't escape the capture of his ears.

He stopped immediately and said casually: "Be careful, if you see the situation is not good, escape into the soul-raising gourd."

Qingwan was startled and nodded in agreement.

Soon, a group of figures rushed out of the night.

There are seven of them, all dressed in black, holding swords in hand, and the aura exuding from their bodies is gloomy and cold with a trace of evil spirits.

"Down!"

The first middle-aged man with a double knife in his hand and a hideous scar on his forehead exclaimed in a low voice.

At a glance, he saw the red-dressed girl floating in the night.

“Didn’t she be stolen by the traitor Wu Ruoqiu, why is she here?”

"Could it be that Wu Ruoqiu is back?"

Others are agitated, all seem surprised.

Immediately, all of their eyes turned to Su Yi, only to find that it was not Wu Rouqiu, but a handsome young man with an unfamiliar face.

"What is the relationship between you and Wu Ruoqiu, why is Qingwan by your side?"

The middle-aged Scar headed by him spoke coldly, with a faint vigilance in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, in the wilderness where ghosts are haunted, a young man appeared here with Qingwan.

This scene is so anomalous.

"Wu Rouqiu turned out to be a traitor of your Yin Shamen. No wonder no one has come to trouble me since he died."

Su Yi was thoughtful, and after seeing through the identity of the other party, he pointed at Qingwan and said, "I can see that you all recognize her, can you tell me her origin?"

These words made the scarred middle-aged and them all frown, realizing two things.

One, Wu Rouqiu is dead, and most likely killed by this handsome young man.

Second, this handsome young man should not know the origin of Qingwan!

"Want to know? Okay, hand over your soul-raising gourd first."

The middle-aged man with scars said coldly, "This is the spirit item that Wu Rouqiu stole from my teacher's sect, it is not something that an outsider like you can possess!"

Others nearby are clenching their weapons, ready to wait.

Su Yi raised his hand and threw the soul-raising gourd, "Speak."

Taking over the soul-raising gourd, the scars stayed for a while in middle age, as if I couldn't believe it would be so easy.

Others were startled.

Suddenly, they looked at Su Yi, and there was not much vigilance in their eyes, but a little fierceness.

One of them reminded in a low voice, "Senior Brother Qian, time is running out, and those stubborn scumbags behind will soon catch up..."

The scarred middle-aged man headed by a flicker of coldness said: "Well, since you want to know the origin of Qingwan, just come with us, we will take you to a place, and when you get there you want to know What, we'll tell you everything."

Su Yi touched his nose and sighed, "Qingwan, do they think I'm too good to talk?"

Before Qingwan could answer, the middle-aged man with scars snorted coldly, "I know this kid is not honest, let's go together and kill him!"

Others nearby grinned and swarmed up.

In an instant, swords, spears, swords and halberds came out, cutting through the silent night.

Accompanied by a chanting of Qingyue sword, you can see a touch of cold light flashing several times in the night.

Then, with a clang, Hanmang retracted his scabbard.

Looking at the group of figures rushing towards Su Yi, they all stagnated for a moment, and the whole person fell to the ground one by one like a fallen wooden stake.

Everyone has a scarlet sword-scarred wound between their throats, bleeding like a stream, soaking the ground.

On the verge of death, they all had grinning expressions on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, the outcome is already decided, life and death are decided!

Su Yi stood on the spot, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, as if he had never made a move at all.

But the middle-aged man with only the remaining scars was dumbfounded with fright, his two trembling strands trembled, he broke out in cold sweat, and his soul almost came out.

A sword strikes like lightning in an instant, then closes in an instant, killing six of his companions!

Too scary!

"Now, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Su Yi asked casually with his hands on his back~IndoMTL.com~.

With a thud, the middle-aged man with scars knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Senior, spare your life, I used to be a little blind, and I offended the senior, and I hope that the senior will raise your hand and spare the little one's life!"

"This is not what I want to hear. I will give you a chance at the end. If the answer is not good, just go on the road with your companions."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

The middle-aged scar said in fear: "Senior, calm down, I said, I said!"

Next, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, he told everything he knew about Qingwan one by one, lest he answer badly and be terminated by Su Yiyijian.

According to his statement, Wu Ruoqiu and his master Weng Yunqi defected from Yinshamen ten years ago.

When he defected, Wu Rouqiu's master, Weng Yunqi, took away the three treasures of Yinshamen.

They are a soul-raising gourd raising a ghost baby, a secret scroll that records the method of raising ghosts and corpses, and a piece of soul jade with the most mysterious origin.

Qingwan is the ghost parasitic in this piece of soul jade.

Her origin, even the older generation of evil cultivators in the Yin Shamen are not clear, but they all agree that her origin is extremely complicated.

This can be seen from the piece of soul jade she is wearing.