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Chapter 51: Unable to live 4000 words(1/2)

The next day.

Senior Brother Ning Qing returned to Aster's flower shop after delivering the takeaway as usual.

Even if the fairy world of the Grizzly Bear Immortal was transferred to the 21st floor of the Century Building, Lu Yuan would still put the medicinal food he needed to give today in Aster's flower shop.

Recently, the production of Grizzly Bears has been very stable. You can make up to 200 servings a day with fried chicken set meal and lobster rice.

The takeaway food gourmets around all knew that this medicinal restaurant was limited and the competition became even more intense. At the same time, many people found out that they could be customized in private, so they quickly contacted the Grizzly Fairy by using the channel from where to find out on WeChat.

Lu Yuan is even preparing to open a public account.

In short, everything will develop in a good direction after the Spirit Spring is opened.

Senior Brother Ning Qing could collect about three hundred strands of spiritual energy the day before the spiritual energy was activated. Now if you work a little harder, 460 strands will not be a problem.

The spiritual energy gathering bonus of Lingquan has increased the spiritual energy collection efficiency of Senior Brother Ning Qing by about 50%.

Although it is still difficult to collect the spiritual energy that provides him with survival in this world according to this posture, his junior brothers and sisters with relatively shallow cultivation will be able to wake up immediately.

Today, as usual, Senior Brother Ning Qing took the elevator to the 21st floor of the Century Building with the spiritual energy he collected in one day.

Xuanyang Zhenren reminded Senior Brother Ning Qing that he was also paying attention.

He knew very well that among all the senior brothers and sisters... his junior sister was the one who least cared about the Taoist tradition of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Now that Ning Qing’s master and uncle have passed away, the only one who can supervise her in the entire sect is Ning Qing himself.

So during this period, he has been thinking about how to do ideological work for his junior sister after she wakes up.

Just as these thoughts surrounded Ning Qing's mind, until he returned to the fairy world of the Qinglian Sword Sect, the feeling that something was missing around him instantly made him enter a state of alertness.

Senior Brother Ning Qing quickly ran into the sect's retreat room. The stone statues in the retreat room changed from three to two, and the one of his junior sister disappeared from the original place.

A bad premonition instantly filled Senior Brother Ning Qing's whole body.

What’s worse is that Senior Brother Ning Qing felt the breath of the dead spirit in this retreat room!

"The method of borrowing Qiankun." Senior Brother Ning Qing instantly passed a talisman in the air, and he set up a talisman for his junior sister.

Once the junior sister wakes up in advance without him knowing it, Senior Brother Ning Qing can at least feel the other person's position.

The Qi-Search Talisman shows that the place where the junior sister is located is... the Immortal World of the Mo family!

Without hesitation, Senior Brother Ning Qing turned around and rushed out of the fairy world of the Qinglian Sword Sect to the location of the Mo family's fairy world.

When his footsteps just landed in the Mo family's fairy world, the aura of the dead came from Elder Mo Ya's room.

Ning Qing ran quickly into Elder Mo Ya's room, and the scene presented to Senior Brother Ning Qing made him froze and stunned.

Elder Mo Ya lay on the ground with blood all over her body. The blood on her body was painted into an extremely vicious magic talisman array for the control of ghosts...

"Grandma! Grandma!" Mo Lian knelt down beside Elder Mo Ya and kept shouting at the other party.

Lu Yuan had already arrived at the scene. When Lu Yuan felt the gaze of Senior Brother Ning Qing, he turned to look at him.

"Senior Brother!" It was too late when Lu Yuan wanted to call him.

Senior Brother Ning Qing turned around and snatched the door and went out to pursue his missing junior sister.

"Who... who?" Mo Lian's mood also collapsed, but soon a familiar voice came from her ears.

"Liang'er, it's not the time to cry."

"grandmother?"

Mo Lian suddenly raised his head and found that his grandmother, Elder Mo Ya, was standing in front of her intact. But when Mo Lian reached out to touch his grandmother, her hand passed through Elder Mo Ya's body.

"Grandma, you..."

"I am in a state of a spirit ghost now, and the Lord Tree is very sorry... My life span has ended, but the method of making the spirit lamp has not been completed for a long time, so I can only ask myself to use the method of attaching spirits to continue my life." Elder Mo Ya quickly explained to Lu Yuan.

"..." Lu Yuan didn't say anything, but just silently looked at the scattered parts of the machine in Elder Mo Ya's room and an unfinished drawing of the spirit-inducing lamp.

Mo Lian next to him was still crying.

"Don't cry! Lian'er, as a spirit ghost, I cannot touch things, and I cannot pick up the pen or the wood. Now you are my hands and eyes. Before my consciousness completely dissipates, I must complete the method of making the Mohist spiritual lantern."

Elder Mo Ya said to Mo Lian in a stern tone, and Mo Lian quickly held back the tears in the corners of her eyes. She understood what her grandmother did for.

"Liang'er obeys the order."

Mo Lian held back the sadness in her heart and picked up the brush. Elder Mo Ya turned into a ghost and put her translucent hand on Mo Lian's hand holding the pen. She used this method to record what she had learned throughout her life... using Mo Lian's hand to record it.

Lu Yuan knew that it would make no sense to stay here now.

"I'll go and find Senior Brother Ning Qing back."

What needs Lu Yuan now may be Senior Brother Ning Qing, and perhaps Elder Mo Ya is asking that junior sister to take action, so that junior sister can use ghost skills.

But this does not mean that the junior sister will show mercy to Senior Brother Ning Qing!

…………

Ning Qing came to the depths of this spiritual spring filled with ghost energy alone.

He saw the figure of his junior sister who had not seen for a century in the secluded realm full of dead spirits.

In the past, he had fantasized about how he would meet his junior sister again countless times, but he never thought that this would be the case today!

"Self-responsible! Do you know your sin!"

The flying sword Duansu was held in Ning Qing's hand, and the green spiritual energy surrounded the broken sword, forming the shape of the sword.

He stared at the girl who was silently closing his eyes in the distance, and questioned her.

"Knowing the guilt? What crime? The elder of the Mo family begged me to refine her into a spirit ghost." Junior Sister Xunyi slowly opened her lilac eyes and stared at Senior Brother Ning Qing who pointed the sword at her throat in the distance. "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, Senior Brother, are you just welcome your junior sister like this?"

"Please?" Senior Brother Ning Qing was slightly stunned.

"Although I was a ghost cultivator in the past, I never killed innocent people indiscriminately. Have you forgotten it? Senior brother."

Junior sister Xunyi walked slowly towards Senior Brother Ning Qing until her fair neck was about to hit the blade of Senior Brother Ning Qing's flying sword...

At this moment, Senior Brother Ning Qing turned his hand instantly, and turned the curve of the blade in his hand and instantly let the blade escape Junior Sister Xunyi's neck.

"You still feel sorry for me in the end." She showed a cunning smile on her face, as if she wanted to act coquettishly towards Senior Brother Ning Qing, but Senior Brother Ning Qing took a step back and stared at her with a cold face.

"Then come with me to go back and find the elders of the Mo family!" Senior Brother Ning Qing knew that his junior sister's character was not bad. Her cunning and changeable nature was not bad... When the master was alive, her cunning was limited to some pranks.

"Go back? Keep going back to the sect that has bound you for the rest of your life?"

Junior Sister Xunyi's expression changed instantly. She walked forward to hold Senior Brother Ning Qing's hand, but Senior Brother Ning Qing waved his sword again and pressed the sword blade in his hand against the other party's neck.

"Xunyi..." Senior Brother Ning Qing no longer called the other party's Taoist name, but directly said the other party's name. "Master and uncle sacrificed themselves for your life. You can't say anything that insults my sect any more!"

"Then what? Do you want to sacrifice yourself too?" Junior Sister Xunyi suddenly took action and grabbed Senior Brother Ning Qing's wrist. "There is a lack of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, and the Qinglian Heart Technique can only last for up to two years. What about two years later? Senior Brother! There is plenty of undead spirit energy here... As long as you specialize in practicing the ghost method, it will not be a problem to live with your qualifications for thousands of years!"

Senior Brother Ning Qing closed his eyes tightly and finally felt as if he had made some enlightenment. He suddenly opened his eyes... His arm holding the sword suddenly turned.

The sword blade condensed from spiritual energy on Duansu turned again, leaving a deep sword mark on Junior Sister Xunyi's arm. She felt the pain and let go of her hand. She took a step back and looked at Senior Brother Ning Qing with a cold face.

"The Qinglian Sword Sect Taoism that was continued by the sacrifice of thousands of senior brothers and sisters of the master! How can I abandon it for myself to survive!" The spiritual energy of the flying sword in Senior Brother Ning Qing's hand began to condense, and several sword shadows appeared behind him.

"Others and others!" A large amount of ghost energy condensed behind Xunyi, and her deep purple pupils gradually turned to scarlet. "You all from the Qinglian Sword Sect are like this! Why don't you think about yourself! I don't care about the Taoist priest of the Qinglian Sword Sect! I just want you to live!"

Senior Brother Ning Qing looked at the blood left on his junior sister's fair arms, and felt distressed and pierced into his heart like a needle, but now he has more important things to do.

"Self-responsibility! You violated dozens of laws of our sect! Come with me and be punished!" Senior Brother Ning Qing's body was surrounded by sharp sword intent.

"If your master sect can keep you alive! Even if you hit me into the bottom of the Nine Netherworld, I will accept it! But it cannot!" The ghost energy behind Junior Sister Xunyi had condensed into substance.

The flying sword in Senior Brother Ning Qing's hand, the broken sword in his hand, stabbed towards Junior Sister Xunyi with the intent of the Qinglian sword breaking through the ghost energy surrounding Junior Sister Xunyi, but it was directly shattered by Junior Sister Xunyi.

She rushed directly to Senior Brother Ning Qing, and quickly fought and decided to directly curb Senior Brother Ning Qing's arm holding the sword. The ghost energy around her completely blocked the spiritual energy from Senior Brother Ning Qing's body.

"Enough, senior brother... In ancient times, when spiritual energy was abundant, you fought with me. I won more than I win, and now you are so weak that you will not be able to beat me." Xunyi looked at Senior Brother Ning Qing who was struggling, and the feeling of distress was also cut into her heart like a blade.

But the feeling of weakness did not make Senior Brother Ning Qing give up. Even though the flying sword in his hand had fallen to the ground, Senior Brother Ning Qing also waved his other hand and hit Junior Sister Xunyi's palm.

"Go back and get punished..." Senior Brother Ning Qing's consciousness was almost blurred, but he still said this.

Junior Sister Xunyi seemed a little angry. Her ghostly aura burst out from her body and knocked Senior Brother Ning Qing away, but when she came to her senses, her entire body was about to hit the ground.

"Senior Brother!" When she rushed over to catch Senior Brother Ning Qing who had already fallen into a coma, another figure caught Senior Brother Ning Qing who was about to fall to the ground first.

"You...are you too ruthless to attack?"

Lu Yuan maintained a half-kneeling state, barely supporting Senior Brother Ning Qing's back, so that his head did not hit the ground.

But Senior Brother Ning Qing had completely fallen into a coma and lost consciousness. He could also see some wounds that were split by ghost energy throughout his body.

"Tree...is it?" Junior Sister Xunyi calmed down when she saw Lu Yuan. "I heard that the elder of the Mo family said that you saved my senior brother. I would like to thank you for your actions, but can you return the senior brother to me?"

"Give it back to you?" Lu Yuan's pupils under his mask stared at the girl in front of him and said, "I ask you, what you like should be the senior brother of Qinglian Sword Sect who abides by his own laws and even sacrifices himself to save his senior brother and sister, rather than a person who gave up everything to survive."

"Living is everything!" Junior Sister Xunyi's voice gradually turned to cold.

Lu Yuan actually wanted to tell her about some future that could survive by relying on the aura of life, but it was useless... She was influenced by the dead aura of life around her and had entered a situation close to bipolar disorder.

"Does it be necessary to fight?" Lu Yuan asked last.

"Daughter? Lord Shu, I respect what you have done, but you are a small cultivator with only the third level of the Qinglian Mind Method, in this environment with abundant necrotic energy..." When she said that the ghosts around her instantly gathered behind her, "What are you going to do... fight me?"

Lu Yuan looked at this scene and finally sighed deeply. Then Lu Yuan held Senior Brother Ning Qing, who had unconscious with one hand, and pressed his other hand on his Peking Opera mask.
To be continued...
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