my luck is on

Xie Wentai glanced at the yellow talisman, it was a silent talisman...

Looking back, Tian Xuanzi's original relaxed expression had long since disappeared, and he looked at himself with a sigh.

"Is it because of Nie Yang that Lu Yang disappeared?"

Xie Wentai was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "He said he would figure out a way."

"It's fine if he doesn't understand, why didn't you even find a trace?"

Tian Xuanzi reprimanded lightly, with helplessness and compromise in his heavy tone.

"Master, what do you mean... there is no cure?" Xie Wentai was astonished.

Tian Xuanzi pursed his lips, walked over to the potted plant, snapped his fingers without saying a word, and easily knocked out a big hole in the potted plant.

The black mud leaked away along the breach, and after a while, except for the young pine branches and leaves above, there was no dust on the bottom of the basin...

"Wen Tai, my teacher asks you, can you use such a broken pot to continue raising young pine trees?" Tian Xuanzi lightly threw the broken pot in front of Xie Wentai's eyes.

Xie Wentai shook his head in confusion, and opened his mouth to ask about the relationship between Popen and Nie Yang, when Tianxuanzi shook his head, his serious expression made Xie Wentai swallow the doubt in his mouth.

After a long silence, Tian Xuanzi finally spoke.

"Nie Yang is like that young pine tree. Although it is lush green, it will decay sooner or later no matter how it is placed. If it is a bonsai, it does not require gods. Even ordinary people can rejuvenate with skillful hands, but all three souls and seven souls will be hurt. The soul is like a broken pot tile, leaving only the consciousness, but not the slightest spiritual power, even if the Daluo Jinxian is alive, he may not be able to return to heaven..."

"How did this happen? Is it because of the forced release of the soul contract?"

Xie Wentai swayed in a daze.

"It's not Lu Yang's fault."

Tianxuanzi looked at Xie Wentai's distraught expression, sighed, and said, "It's the master's fault. The seven-year soul contract left an indelible injury. He tried his best."

With a "bang", Su Linglong stood at the window and looked at the two people in the courtyard in shock as the wooden basin fell to the ground.

"What indelible injury? What are you talking about without telling me?"

Su Linglong's face paled for a while, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Why did you use the mute symbol? Can't you tell me anything? Am I an outsider?"

"Su Linglong, Master is just afraid that you will be worried."

Xie Wentai said beside him.

"So you plan to hide it from me, how long? One year, ten years?"

Su Linglong said excitedly.

"Enough! You're not the only one who is worried about Nie Yang, I am too! Master is too! These past few years, Master has traveled back and forth to Tianshan Mountain to fetch soul-suppressing water, and you can clearly see the traces of the fairy sword being corroded by the wind!" Xie Wentai roared angrily. road.

"Wentai, take care of Nie Yang first, as for Linglong...you are right, you have the right to know about this."

Tian Xuanzi said to Su Linglong calmly.

Xie Wentai walked into the room without saying a word.

Looking at the silent Tianxuanzi, Su Linglong kept saying, "I'm sorry..."

"what happened?"

Tian Xuanzi asked gently.

"Senior brother is right, I know that master is also looking for a solution, but I... I'm really stupid, I'm sorry..."

Accompanied by sobs, Su Linglong spoke intermittently.

After Tian Xuanzi finished listening, he lovingly wiped the tears from Su Linglong's face, and said, "Silly boy, I have always regarded you as my children. There is no reason for a father to care about his children."

Hearing these words, Su Linglong burst into tears and buried her head deeply in Tian Xuanzi's arms.

Tears wet Tian Xuanzi's inner lining, but Tian Xuanzi just patted Su Linglong's back lovingly.

"I'm very scared, very afraid that this is just a dream! After I wake up, my brother will return to the ice and snow again, standing alone and helpless in the snowdrift, and I can only continue to watch helplessly!"

Hearing these words, Lu Yang, who was outside the fence, looked at the sketch in his hand that was conceived and designed.

The previously hesitant mood has now become firm.

There was a knock on the door, Xie Wentai glanced out the window and said in a low voice, "Please come in."

The door opened slowly, and Lu Yang walked into the room without saying a word, touching Nie Yang's spiritual sea with his fingertips.

Feeling the weak and powerless aura continuously scattered, Lu Yang's face became firmer.

At least... to confirm that his guess is correct.

"Is there really no cure?"

Xie Wentai said with a sad expression.

"What did Tianxuanzi say?"

Lu Yang raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"Three souls and seven souls are injured, and Da Luo Jinxian is unable to return to heaven..."

Thinking of Nie Yang's future, Xie Wentai couldn't continue talking.

He knew very well that once the Supreme Master and others knew about Nie Yang's situation, they would have no sympathy to speak of.

Wan Jianmen's disciples who have lost their spiritual roots, without exception, are exiled from the mountain gate and sent back to the secular world.

"As I thought."

Lu Yang stared at the bamboo slip in his hand, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Can you find Tianxuanzi and Linglong for me?"

Seeing Lu Yang's hesitant expression, Xie Wentai felt a little surprised, but he still nodded and walked out of the room.

Not long after, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind.

Su Linglong came in panting, tears were faintly visible.

"Brother, can you help?"

Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"real!"

Xie Wentai stared at Lu Yang, and looked at Su Linglong in disbelief.

Just when the mood of the two of them cleared up, a steady voice sounded from the side.

"How high is the risk?"

Tian Xuanzi looked at Lu Yang with a rare solemn expression.

Lu Yang showed a bitter smile, and said, "It's very high, that's why I have to ask you to discuss it."

Hearing this, the three of them sat down solemnly.

Lu Yang spread out the bamboo slips that he had been holding all the time, and all kinds of runes and arrays were engraved on the bamboo slips.

Even Tianxuanzi, who had witnessed the Hushan Earthquake, was amazed at the level of complexity.

"You all know about Nie Yang's injury, but there's nothing I can do about Soul's injury."

As soon as Lu Yang said it, Su Linglong's face turned pale.

Just as she stood up, Tian Xuanzi said, "Sit down."

Su Linglong sat down, but the tears flowed out again.

Tian Xuanzi ignored Su Linglong, looked at Lu Yang's clenched right hand, and said, "Is it alright for them to listen to what you are going to say next?"

"Yes, they have the power."

Lu Yang pulled Xu Miao out of the scabbard and laid it flat on the table.

Black fireworks rolled on the blade of the ethereal sword, and the scorching breath forced Su Linglong and Xie Wentai to stand up from their chairs and backed away a few steps.

"This is karmic fire. It will not burn the soul, but only the tangible things." Lu Yang carefully let the void float an inch on the table.