[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

The sapphire altar is divided into upper and lower layers, the lower layer is always day and the upper layer is always night, which is a metaphor for dividing yin and yang and transforming all things.The Yiyou Pill Pavilion is just on the lower level. Although Shen Bailing arrived with the bright sun just in time, it was already evening and it was time for dinner. At this time, most of the disciples in the sect had gone to the dining hall, except for two guards outside the pavilion. , there is no one else around.

Shen Bailing saw that the two stone doors of the Dan Pavilion were closed tightly without any gaps, and there was a faint glow on the door, which showed that there was a restraint below.He walked around the Dan Pavilion for a week, and this Yiyou Dan Pavilion didn't even have a single window, and he couldn't even sneak in from the side.He thought to himself: I have to think of a way, how about Zensheng slip in?

Just at this moment, only the sound of footsteps approaching from far away, Shen Bailing flashed into a willow tree, raised his eyes and saw a group of Qingyu altar disciples walking towards this side, these people arrived at the Dan Pavilion steps after a while , the first young man bowed to the guarding disciples and said: "Senior brothers, we have come to Dange under the order of Elder Wusu, and please release the restriction on the door."

Shen Bailing's eyes lit up when he heard the word "Elder Wusu", and thought that these disciples came to the Yiyoudan Pavilion when there was no one there, and they must have a plan, so he changed his mind and quietly approached the gate again a little.

The two guard disciples seemed to be familiar with the young man, so they didn't ask any more questions, turned around and stepped up the stone steps and pressed their palms on the door together. , the restriction on the door has dissipated without a trace, and the stone door slowly opened inward.The young man at the head waved his hand, leading several people behind him to walk in quickly.

It was too late, but soon, when the figure of the last disciple also disappeared inside the door, and the stone door was slowly closing, Shen Bailing suddenly stepped hard, and a breeze behind him pushed him lightly like flying, and he dodged in the blink of an eye When they arrived at the door, there was only a gap left in the stone door, Shen Bailing turned sideways, and narrowly squeezed through the gap.

His movements were extremely fast, the two guard disciples in front of the door only felt a blur in front of their eyes, the rest didn't notice it at all, they were slightly puzzled: Why did there suddenly be a gust of wind just now?

Entering the Pill Pavilion, Shen Bailing followed closely the green jade altar disciple in front. Fortunately, the lights in the Pill Pavilion were dim, and Shen Bailing's movements were extremely light, so he fell behind those people without being noticed.A group of people passed through a long corridor, and saw bright lights shining from an arched door at the end, and a powerful aura rushed towards them. Shen Bailing looked inward, and saw white marble tiles paving the floor and blue glazed roof. It turned out to be In an extremely spacious hall, dozens of large tripods are laid out in the hall, which is quite imposing. I think this is the place where Pill Pavilion refines medicine.

Shen Bailing originally planned that those disciples would enter the hall, but he never thought that the leading disciple did not continue forward, but turned around and turned into another long corridor, and the rest of the disciples followed.Shen Bailing was curious, and thought to himself: These people didn't come here to refine medicine, so what did Lei Yan ask them to do?I want to go and see.

This group of disciples walked along the long corridor. There are many side rooms on both sides of this long corridor, most of which are closed stone doors. The leading disciple went straight to the last stone room in the long corridor and stopped. Pressing on the door, Shen Bailing knew that he was also releasing the restriction on the door.Sure enough, within a moment, Shimen was pushed open by him, only to hear the man say: "Hurry up and do it, be gentle with your hands and feet."

At this time, these disciples became orderly instead, and Shen Bailing couldn't step forward, so he had to sneak into an unlocked stone room next to him.There was only a sound of chaotic footsteps, as if people were constantly coming in and out of the stone room next door, and after a while, Shen Bailing heard a rather heavy cracking sound, obviously those disciples had all been counted out of the stone room, and the stone door was closed again superior.

Since he became suspicious, he planned to go to the stone room to find out what happened after those disciples left, so he stopped following these people.After waiting for a while, the sound of footsteps gradually receded, and the corridor became quiet. Shen Bailing poked his head out to look outside the door, and sure enough, there was no one there.Only then did he come out and came back to the stone gate.

At this time, the restraint on the stone gate had been placed again, Shen Bailing thought for a while, then pressed his hand on the door and wiped it flatly, the light on the door dimmed suddenly, he squeezed his palm slightly, only heard a few squeaks, and the stone gate was already opened inwards.

The stone room is very dark, only a stone cup is hung on the wall, a cyan flame flickers and dances in the cup, and the faint light sprinkles in the room, making the surroundings even more dizzy.Shen Bailing stepped into the door and suffocated as soon as he entered the door. He only felt that the air here was extremely oppressive. He looked around with the faint light of the fire, only to see that there were many paper talismans pasted on the wall, and the ordinary paper talismans were all orange-yellow talismans. The paper was written with cinnabar, but these paper talismans were all black, and the runes were written with dark gold ink. The talismans exuded a faint coercion, which was not trivial at first glance.

Looking at the corner of the stone room again, his heart suddenly jumped, and he thought to himself: Sure enough, it is here!

I saw many medicine jars neatly placed in the corner of the stone room, what else was it if it wasn't the "black jar" he had overheard from the disciples of the Qingyu altar?

Shen Bailing walked quickly to those medicine pots, picked one up and held it in his hand for inspection. He saw that the medicine pot was completely black, and it didn't sink when he held it in his hand. The material was neither porcelain nor jade, neither iron nor gold, and it was slightly warm to the touch. , I don't know what material it is made of.He looked at the other medicine jars again, only to realize that some of these medicine jars were as empty as the one in his hand, but there were also some whose mouths were tightly sealed, and many talisman papers were pasted on the jars.Shen Bailing narrowed his eyes slightly, put down the medicine jar in his hand, and took another sealed black jar, and was shocked when he picked it up: This medicine jar is so heavy!

He looked at the medicine jar over and over for a long time, but he still didn't know what kind of elixir it contained. The mouth of the jar was tied tightly with a piece of black silk cloth, and countless paper symbols were pasted on it layer by layer, without revealing any breath.The more Shen Bailing looked at the medicine jar, the more familiar it looked, and he vaguely felt that it might not be filled with good things. He frowned, and simply slapped the jar hard, and a blue light appeared on the black jar where his palm touched the medicine jar. There were circles of ripples, and sheets of paper talismans flew away involuntarily from the place where the ripples rose. After a while, the blue light gradually dimmed, and a piece of yellow paper fell on the ground under Shen Bailing's feet.

Without the suppression of the magic talisman, the breath in the medicine jar suddenly burst out.Shen Bailing shook his hand after a brief inspection, and almost threw the black pot out. He was shocked and blurted out: "How could this be!"

What is contained in this black jar is not any medicine, but a living human soul!

After the shock, a burst of anger welled up in my heart.Shen Bailing thought bitterly: The Green Jade Altar was in vain for a famous family in the past. They made a big mistake 200 years ago. Unexpectedly, they have not repented at all now, and they are still secretly doing such shameless deeds!After thinking about it, those Qingyu altar disciples just now said that they came here in the name of Elder Wu Su, that is to say, Lei Yan secretly instigated the matter of refining medicine with human souls, and this person is very likely to have colluded with Li Chuhuang. Coiled layer upon layer, I don't know how many conspiracies and tricks there are.The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and when he saw the medicine pots in the room, he wished he could smash them all.

Just as he was about to slap the slap, Shen Bailing woke up suddenly, and thought again in his heart: Shen Bailing, Shen Bailing, if you destroy these medicine pots, even if you spoil the good work of the Qingyu altar for a while, you will still scare the snake. If you want to make the wicked be on guard, On the contrary.It would be better to bring this medicine pot back to Tianyong City, which can be regarded as the evidence of the green jade altar's evil.He thought about it several times, and felt that this was a clever plan. He immediately took off his robe, wrapped the medicine jar, and stuck the talisman paper back without preventing the breath of life from leaking out.

He came to the stone room where he hid just now with the medicine pot on his back, and only waited for the group of Qingyu altar disciples to sneak out with them when they came again.Sitting in meditation with eyes closed, one day passed in a flash, and in the evening of the second day, I heard a burst of chaotic footsteps coming from the corridor.

Who would have thought that when those disciples came to the door, they heard someone exclaim, "Strange, why is there no restriction on the door?" Then Shen Bailing remembered that under the anger yesterday, he forgot to restore the restriction on the door, and immediately screamed in his heart not good.

But then another disciple said: "Yesterday Senior Brother Jiaobai led people here, presumably he was careless and forgot to put the restraint in place."

The disciple didn't care, he opened the door after counting the bamboo shoots, and asked all the juniors to go in to get the medicine pot.When those disciples walked out, Shen Bailing fell behind, and when he reached the gate, he repeated his old trick and ran out like a breeze.

Without stopping, he took the medicine jar and ran all the way down Mount Heng, until he came to a small town at the foot of the mountain.He learned from Master Han Su that most of the disciples sent by Tianyong City left marks in places with more people so that they could communicate with each other.The busiest place in the town was the market. He walked around with the medicine jar in his arms, and he saw a picture of a small sword at the bottom of a wall.According to the news, he found the disciple of Yongcheng that day, and explained how he sneaked into the green jade altar, how he got the medicine jar, etc., and asked him to send the medicine jar to Tianyong City, and he must hand it over to Daoist Han Su, and entrusted him in every possible way. Proceed with caution.Seeing his solemn expression, the disciple solemnly agreed.

After saying goodbye to the disciples from Yongcheng that day, Shen Bailing only felt that something important had settled in his mind. It was getting late at that time, so he simply found an inn in the town to rest temporarily.In the middle of the night, Shen Bailing woke up suddenly, only to feel a faint light flickering outside the window.He thought in a daze: it is already midnight, why are people still awake?However, the twilight light floated up and down, hazy, not like lights, but like fireflies, gradually gathering more and more, shining brightly on the window.Shen Bailing suddenly got a jolt, his mind cleared up, he quickly jumped up and pushed the window open, he was startled, and saw countless clusters of fluorescent lights hanging in the night sky, covering the whole town, like thousands of fireflies, but bright much.

It is reasonable to say that such a spectacle should attract the townspeople to watch, but it is strange that no one from hundreds of households went out to check.In such a large town, at this time, no human voice or dog barking was heard at all.Sensing something wrong, Shen Bailing quickly grabbed the Chunshui sword and ran downstairs, only to see above the lobby, the shop clerk was leaning on the counter with his head down. Quietly on the couch lifeless.He ran to the street again, only to see clusters of fluorescent lights coming out of countless houses through the walls and floating into the air, and these houses were full of dead bodies without exception.

Shen Bailing had heard about the deeds of seizing living souls in the Qingyu Altar, how similar is this scene to this time?He thought to himself: Could it be that those fireflies... are their souls?

Just at this time, those erratic souls in the air suddenly moved together, looking at their direction, they were indeed flying towards Zhurong Peak.Shen Bailing Yujian followed closely behind, and gradually came to a flat ground halfway up the mountain of Zhurong Peak.I saw dozens of people standing on the flat ground, looking at their clothes, they were indeed disciples of the Qingyu altar, one of them raised his hands high, holding something in his palm, emitting a bright white light.

The souls all over the sky, like the nine-day Milky Way falling into the mortal world in an instant, gradually gathered into a thin strand, rushing towards the treasure shrouded in white light without stopping.