The poisonous path of the sick and reborn

Chapter 80

Hearing this call, Qi Yao froze immediately, looked past Qin Si, and saw the young man who was staring at her in disbelief, opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to find his voice, voice A little trembling, "Xiao, Xiaoyi..."

"Mother!" Xiao Yi rushed forward, as if he wanted to hug Qi Yao, but stopped halfway, thinking that Qinglan seemed to have said before that she was very fragile now, so he didn't dare to hug her, but knelt on her knees with a plop. She stood in front of Qi Yao, holding her skirt tightly with both hands, and burst into sobs.

Qi Yao held Xiao Yi's head in her arms with trembling hands, and the mother and son embraced each other and wept.

Seeing that Qi Yao was not as furious as he thought, but seemed to have a lot of affection for the child, Qing Lan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left the cave, because the medicine in the alchemy room would go bad if it wasn't baked.

After a while, the two of them finally had enough crying. Qi Yaohong took Xiao Yi's hand and looked at him carefully from top to bottom, and sighed, "I've grown up."

"Mom, you're not..."

"I'm sorry Xiaoyi, I didn't abandon you on purpose." Qi Yao's face turned pale, as if thinking of something, her eyes were full of fear, and the strength of holding Xiao Yi's hand gradually increased, but she didn't seem to realize it at all. .

Xiao Yi frowned in pain from being dragged by Qi Yao, but he didn't shake her off. Instead, he stretched out his other hand to caress her back, as if thinking of something, his eyes were dark, but the movements of his hands were extraordinarily gentle, " It's okay, mother, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, I don't blame you."

Seeing Qi Yao gradually relax, Qin Si, who had been leaning against the wall of the cave with arms folded, got up and left the cave, leaving room for the mother and son.

Cranes shuttled among the clouds, making a clear cry from time to time, echoing between the mountain peaks, which looked very peaceful.

Qin Si happened to land on Tingyun Peak, and the disciples of the inner sect who were practicing in the square saluted him one after another, with respectful faces, and all the way into the inner hall, they saw that apart from the usual elders such as Qingming Qinglan, there were several other elders. He had never seen a strange face, but judging from his cultivation base, he should at least be above the catastrophe. It must be the hermit cultivators who have recently come out of the Qingling Immortal Sect.

"Little Martial Nephew, let me introduce you. These are the former elders of our sect. You should be called Martial Uncle Grandfather in terms of seniority." Seeing Qin Si coming, Qing Wei's frowning finally relaxed a little, and she wanted to send him to the court. Pulling to the side, he realized that Qingsu had already made the first move, so he had to give up.

Qin Si stood still beside Qingsu, remembering the faces of the people present one by one, bowed his hands and said: "I have seen all the masters and uncles."

"That's good, that's the late Nascent Soul at such a young age, and the younger generation is awesome." A cultivator with black hair and red beard said with a hearty smile, if he didn't see Qing Su standing in front of Qin Si, he seemed to want to reach out and pat Qin Si Sisi's shoulders, "You are also good-looking, I don't know if you are Qingsu..."

Qing Su said: "He is my Taoist companion."

Qin Si glanced at Qingsu, then smiled and twitched the corners of his lips towards the astonished cultivators, showing a smile, "Yes, I am his Taoist companion."

Seeing that everyone was startled, the smile on Qingwei's face enlarged a lot, and after admiring the expressions of all the cultivators who had come from a place of high morals and prestige to remain calm, she cleared her throat, "Ahem, abyss recently It has already disturbed the mortal world, many cities have been occupied by walking corpses, and the [-] or more disciples who were sent by my sect have disappeared.”

Speaking of this, Qingwei's expression is very serious, "But today I invite you all to come, but it is mainly for the reconstruction of the moxie traitor and the sect's great formation. A trace of magic energy from the abyss was discovered."

Hearing this, everyone took a breath. Everyone present knew that the abyssal devil energy, as long as it merged into the body, would turn into a walking corpse in a very short time. exception.

"Who did it?!" The black-haired and red-bearded man jumped up immediately, furious, "If I want to catch that kid, I will smash him to pieces!"

"Uncle Mingyue, please be calm and calm. We haven't found the chief envoy for the time being. The two inner disciples who played tricks are already dead." Qingwei knocked on the tea table beside her, her voice was low, but she looked at Su, "But we already have a suspect."

"The former elder, Qing He." Qing Su's unwavering voice sounded.

"That's impossible!" A cultivator retorted on the spot, "Before becoming an elder, you must swear to the heavens and never betray the sect, unless he doesn't want to become an immortal."

The man's words aroused everyone's agreement, but Qing Su didn't say anything more.

Qin Si was not surprised when he heard the name of this person, and subconsciously thought of what Chi Yuan said to him when he sneaked into the Qingling Immortal Sect last time, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

Qingwei nodded, and said: "Anyway, Qinghe has disappeared now, the most urgent thing is to rebuild a large sect formation, so far I need the help of the former elders."

"Clap."

Suddenly there was a crisp sound, the teacup that was originally placed on the coffee table tilted and fell to the ground, followed by a wave of shaking, as if the whole world was shaking, Qin Si subconsciously looked outside the door, but saw a stop. Thin and dense cracks began to appear on the huge square in front of Yunfeng.

"Not good, Zongmen formation!"

The sect formation of the Qingling Immortal Sect has five support points, so only five elders are needed to maintain it. Since ancient times, the Qingling Immortal Sect has chosen elders who have been extremely loyal. Although Qinghe has always had a bad temper, he It has been 2000 years since he practiced in Qingling Xianzong, and he has been an elder in Qingling Xianzong for nearly 600 years, and he has never done anything harmful to the sect.Even on top of doubting Qinghe, Qingwei held a skeptical attitude. He never thought that Qinghe would really betray.

But the facts are already in front of them, and everyone can't help but not believe it, because at this moment standing in front of them is indeed Qinghe, and there are thousands of people standing behind him, Qin Si glanced over and saw many familiar faces, among them standing Next to Qinghe is Wang Zhen, the head of Tianqingzong.

Seeing someone coming, Qinghe finally stopped the action of attacking the sect's formation, stroked his sleeves and feet, and glanced at the group of people with contempt, and finally stayed on Qingsu, flashing a ruthless voice, "Today I When we come here, we will formally attack the Qingling Immortal Sect."

"I, Wang Zhen, said that I will repay the revenge of killing my daughter." Looking at the cultivators behind him who had crossed the catastrophe period, Wang Zhen became more confident, and then looked at Qin Si, "I still want him to be buried with my daughter , but you, I will not let go of any of you."

"Insanity!"

Ming Yue's red beard was all blown up, and he threw out his flying sword and attacked Wang Zhen who was speaking, but there was another person who moved faster.

Qin Si only felt that Qing Su who was by his side disappeared for a moment, and then appeared in front of Wang Zhen, with the sword in his hand piercing into the Nascent Soul in his dantian.

"You..." Wang Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was ashen, his eyes were full of disbelief, he never thought that surrounded by so many cultivators in the tribulation period, Qing Su would be able to enter the land of no one.

"This seat once said that if you want to touch him again, I will let you taste the taste of cutting bones with thousands of swords." Qingsu's voice rang in the ears of everyone, no matter how high or low they were, they were all terrified.

As soon as Qing Su finished speaking, Wang Zhen felt that every bone was shattering inch by inch. The pain was unspeakable. His pupils constricted suddenly, his eyes became bloodshot quickly, and he opened his mouth to beg, but he couldn't make any sound at all. Blood mixed with minced meat flowed from his mouth.

But even so, he didn't die immediately, he really couldn't live but couldn't die.

For a quarter of an hour, Wang Zhen gradually lost his voice, and at this moment, the low-cultivation cultivators who had surrounded Qingsu had already dispersed. For fear of being hurt by him, the majestic cultivators at the stage of transforming gods unexpectedly fell under Qingsu's hands. If he couldn't pass a single move, even the cultivators in the Transcending Tribulation Stage who were attacking with great momentum didn't dare to act rashly.

Qingsu looked around for a week, and the cultivators who were staring at him took a step back one after another. Qinghe subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand, feeling guilty, but looked at the thousands of cultivators gathered in the Qingling Immortal Sect, sneered, and said : "It's a good thing you are still a well-known orthodox sect, but you let such an evil cultivator be the elder, and you are not afraid that he will go crazy one day and kill you all."

Although the cultivators of the Qingling Immortal Sect did not believe what Qing He said, they hesitated for a moment. After all, the name of evil cultivators was too sensational, and even the elders of the Qingling Immortal Sect looked at Qing Su, as if Waiting for him to explain, only Qingwei's eyes implied anxiety, she was about to speak, but was pulled by an elder beside her, she didn't say anything.

For a while, the court suddenly fell silent, and Qingsu became the center of sight, but Qingsu didn't move at all, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Tsk, you have to find a better reason for spitting blood." Qin Si calmly walked to Qingsu's side, sneered, half-closed his eyes and looked at Qinghe with sharp eyes, "You are a sect traitor, how can you believe what you say?"

Looking into Qin Si's eyes, Qinghe inexplicably felt a little strange, but he was not to be outdone, "He..."

"And you're still a demon cultivator." Interrupting Qinghe's words, Qin Si glanced at the dead Wang Zhen, and then at the uproarious Tianqing Sect disciples around him, "I didn't expect Tianqingzong to collude with the demon cultivator. "

Not only the Tianqing Sect was in an uproar, but even the cultivators of the Qingling Immortal Sect who were on the verge of sword fighting were shocked, and all of them turned their attention to Qinghe.

"Am I a demon cultivator? Can't you tell that there are so many cultivators crossing the catastrophe in Tianqingzong?" Qinghe also laughed ironically, looking at Qin Si with contemptuous eyes. Being pressed back by Qin Si's side Qing Su, his expression was very ugly.

"Why don't you take off the jade pendant on your waist." Qin Si was not angry, and his eyes fell on the very inconspicuous black jade pendant hanging on Qinghe's right waist.

"Don't talk nonsense, boy!" Qinghe's face turned red, feeling a little bit angry, and he pointed his sword at Qin Si, but halfway was stopped by another sword, and the two swords intersected, making a clang.