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Chapter 201 Puppet Rampant

"Dao Zun, you can't go on like this." Mo Yun took the medicine and walked into the temporary residence, "Of course others will take care of the things outside, if you continue to spare your body so much, you will definitely feel sorry for Lingyin when she comes back. "

Daoist Qingyue's face is unstable, but the left and right arms are covered with terrible blue silk threads, like the veins extending on the leaves, which are signs that the toxin is extending along the meridians.

Mo Yun put down the medicine bowl, and saw that the poison was still there, he gritted his teeth, "That man really deserves to die, he hides behind and cannot come out, and refines the dead into poison-covered puppets. If it wasn't for Dao Zun, you found out in time , I don’t know how many people will die now. But those puppets are too strange. If the disciples who are killed are stained with their poison, they will immediately become puppets, and their combat power is similar to that of when they were alive. If this continues, we will have more How many people?

Nowadays, there are not many people who are desperately saving people like you. Let's take our Yunhai faction as an example, except you, who else has come here?They are all hiding in the cave and retreating, waiting to quickly ascend to the upper realm.

You have been poisoned this time, but you can only suppress it with spiritual power, but it cannot be completely eliminated. If things go on like this, your spiritual power will be greatly depleted, which will delay your ascension time. "

After hearing his chatter, Qingyue put no expression on her face, picked up the bowl, and drank it in one go.

He also said with a smile: "Who would have thought that I, the strongest person in Zhongyin Continent, would be afraid of suffering after drinking medicine."

"Dao Zun." Mo Yun knew that he was deliberately changing the subject, and had no choice but to take out the candied fruit he had prepared in advance like Lingyin did.

If it wasn't for these decoctions that didn't have time to refine them into pills, it wouldn't be here.

"Daoist, the puppets on the mountain are coming so fiercely, the disciples can't stand it anymore."

One of the disciples of the Yunhai Sect broke in in a panic, forgetting even the most basic rules.

They have only been in the mountain gate for a hundred years, and now they have watched their fellow disciples die tragically, turning into puppets that cannot be killed, and they have no choice but to kill them.

They are afraid.

"Daoist, let's go back to the Yunhai faction to hide for a while, and then fight, all the disciples will probably..."

"You go out first." Suddenly, a figure descended from the room.

Mo Yun immediately recognized it, "Mr. Weaving Rain."

The year before last, True Monarch Zhiyu was successfully promoted to Taoist Lord, and he was the most amiable in the entire Yunhai faction, so Mo Yun felt relieved and led the disciples out first.

Lord Weaving Rain used soundproofing to block the sound from coming out.

"Grand Elder, I know you are eager to save people, but you have to do what you can. Look at you, what kind of torment have you made yourself into? This time, there is no antidote for poisoning. If you become a puppet, we probably will die." There is no way out. Could it be that you still want your stupid apprentice to kill you?"

Daoist Qingyue frowned, "My apprentice is not stupid."

"..." Zhiyu was speechless for a moment, and said angrily, "Am I talking about whether she is stupid or not? It's you, you don't think about yourself! If you could sit in the rear earlier, would you still be poisoned? Before I came I heard that the head of the sect actually wants to open the mountain protection formation in advance, saying that you have been poisoned, if you go back, if you can't suppress it, if you infect other people, the entire Yunhai faction will be devastated, so they will kill you Throw it outside!"

"He's right, the toxicity is so strong that even I don't know if I can suppress it, and it lasted for a few days. So, since you're here, take the rest of the children away, and leave it to the I……"

"Qingyue!" Daoist Weaving Rain roared, "Who do you think you are? You haven't ascended yet, and you can't even be considered a fairy. Do you really think you are a god? There are many capable people in the Zhongyin Continent, and they are not among the sects. There is also a lot of chivalry in the city, and you are not missing. You could have ascended earlier, and you would not be here today. Qingyue, I was brought out by you, and you are like a family member in my heart, so, no matter what, even if You hate me and hate me, and I won't let anything happen to you. The sky is falling, and I'll be with you. "

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves, and Qingyue fell to the ground in response.

"Damn Nan Lingyin, your master has become like this, and I don't know the news. Come back as soon as possible, and you are still fooling around with that brat! Hmph, wait, wait until you see your master become like this , who cried sadly when they saw it."

Outside the house, Mo Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Daoist Zhiyu coming out, and hurriedly stepped forward to inquire, "How is Daoist? My Daoist agreed?"

"Oh, how is it possible."

"Huh?" Mo Yun looked disappointed.

"However, I've stunned Daoist Master." Weaving Rain Daojun suddenly said with a smile.
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Lingyin, who is far away in the Sunset Islands, has always felt palpitations recently, especially after she was seriously injured by Sang Qi, she was often in a trance, probably because she temporarily broke through the limit of using the God Restoration Art and hurt her soul.

"What are you thinking about?" Qing Ting Yu has already recovered, and still looks like he needs to be beaten.

It's her senior brother.

"The collection of water spirits is finished, we should go back and see Master." Lingyin said dully.

Qing Tingyu looked at her for a while, pinched her chin, and leaned in front of him.

Such close contact is not unprecedented, but every time it is very embarrassing, so Lingyin wants to escape uncomfortably, "Quickly let go..."

Before she finished speaking, her mouth was bitter and sweet, and her throat moved. She pushed him away and asked, "What did you eat for me?"

Qing Tingyu rubbed her lips, "The child who refuses to take the medicine obediently, of course I gave you the medicine. If you hurt your soul, just endure it like this. Can you deceive others or me?"

Was discovered.

Lingyin shrank her head, and murmured, "I'm sorry, I'm really fine. The Fushen Jue also has the power to restore the soul. It will be better if you cultivate for a while."

The man sighed, "Lingyin, your thinking is too simple. Have you ever thought about why your father did this?"

"He's not my father."

"Okay, why would he do that?"

"I've thought about it, but I don't understand." Lingyin said honestly, "His goal is with me, to make me a human being. But as a member of the fairy clan, why does he support the demon clan?"

"The last time you fought against Sanqi, Yebai has already told me again, do you still remember what you said at that time?"

"Ah, I said that I would punish him instead of Heaven, and then I went crazy." She blinked innocently, as if to say, "It's none of my business, it's Sanzi who wanted to die."

"You once said that the former owner of the Skypeeping Mirror was someone related to the Dao of Heaven."

Lingyin nodded, paused, and suddenly said: "What do you mean, he wants me to become a person who executes the will of heaven? But heaven is ruthless, and those who rule heaven and earth must also be ruthless. He made me an executor of heaven , making his face look bright?"

"Of course not." The old god Qing Tingyu was there, "What he wants is the love of heaven, and you are his daughter in name, so you can control it better."

(End of this chapter)