Ji Wuman turned around suspiciously: "What is the command of the fairy master?"

Mrs. Sang also frowned slightly and looked at Peiling.

"Give me your saber." Peiling ignored Mrs. Sang, walked forward, and motioned to Jiwu to take off the saber and give it to herself.

Afterwards, he calmed down for a while, shot a sword air, and sealed it in the saber.

He soon returned the knife to Ji Wu, and exhorted, "If you encounter any danger, the first knife you cut with it will release the blow that we had just sealed."

"But it can only be used once."

"And after using it, your knife is basically useless."

After all, although this tactical martial arts is highly valued by the planners, a mundane family, no matter how important it is, the saber given is nothing but iron.

The sword energy that can seal Pei Ling is also from the top sect.

Otherwise, even if he changed Mrs. Sang, he would not dare to say that he could lightly enclose his own power in the mortal things.

"Thank you Master Xian! Thank you Master Xian!" Ji Wu was startled, and then he knelt down with a "plop" and knocked his head heavily before he raised his hands aloft in gratitude and took his saber.

Not far away, Ji Youzhong knelt down with Ji Shuang'er and thanked him with tears.

Just a while ago, they also resented Pei Ling for preventing them from leaving.

But at this moment, seeing that the cultivators in the formation stage were unable to leave the Taoist temple, they had to venture to the back to find clues. Why didn't they know that Pei Ling did not let them leave at the time, although he may have ulterior motives, but it actually saved their lives?

Otherwise, as long as they left the main entrance of the Taoist temple, they would have encountered accidents long ago.

That is the weirdness of these immortal masters who are helpless, how can they resist it?

Not to mention, along the way, the other fairy masters and fairies will not care about their life and death.

Now Pei Ling is willing to give a sword energy, even if it can only be used once, the blade is useless after use, but ordinary force is useless at the moment. The knife in Jiwu's hand is nothing but comfort in the heart.

It is better to have a guarantee than nothing!

For a time, the three family members were grateful to Pei Ling.

"It doesn't have to be so." Seeing this scene, Pei Ling shook his head slightly. He was not purely kind to help with martial arts.

After all, he needs other people to help find the way right now.

This Dao Qi was also given to further test the weird rules in Taoism: Dao Qi is his knife Qi, but the person using it right now is a tactical weapon.

Therefore, once the martial arts are used, he is considered to be a violation of the rules of disappearance, or Pei Ling?

Or, both of them count.

Although this is a risky move, if you have been sitting on the sidelines and following Mrs. Sang's gameplay, I am afraid that the really useful clues have not been obtained, but the person will die first!

"Okay, have you finished?" Madam Sang watched this scene indifferently, and urged impatiently, "Get in quickly after finishing talking! This seat doesn't cost you so much effort."

The three mortals did not dare to express resentment towards the formation of Dan and San Xiu, so they could only swallow their anger.

Ji Wu got up, took the saber, carefully picked up the steps, and soon arrived in front of the hall.

He tentatively pushed, and the seemingly heavy palace door opened silently.

Everyone stood at the door and looked out, but saw the layout inside, which was similar to the first hall.

Entering the door is a spacious space, facing the upper part of the door, with heavy tents hanging down, concealing the inner gods.

In front of the **** statue, a long case was set up, and many fruits and vegetables were placed on the case, and the fresh ones seemed to have just been served.

Under the long case, some futons were placed messily.

On the candle holders on both sides, densely lit incense candles, burning a strong smell of incense.

After they watched Ji Wu walk in, they hesitated a little. Suddenly, a futon under the long case threw down with a plop and bowed their heads seriously at the idol behind the scenes.

Mrs. Sang looked cold and indifferent, quietly observing his every move.

After that, Ji Wu looked around and got up and began to walk around.

Due to the restrictions of the temple gate, after he walked to the side, he quickly disappeared from the sight of everyone, only hearing the faint sound of footsteps, walking cautiously.

Outside the hall, Pei Ling, Mrs. Sang, and the three remaining yellow-robed monks Zhu Jiao, Ji Shuang'er and Ji Youzhong, who were the only remaining cultivators during the Qi-training period, waited with all their attention.

However, after waiting for a long time, Jiwu came out.

Everyone gradually frowned.

Only then did they realize that Ji Wu's footsteps had disappeared.

Mrs. Sang's face was sinking. She looked around and was about to find another one to check in. But soon, her face changed slightly. Why was there only one person left in the family?

At the same time, Ji Shuang'er was also shocked suddenly, as if waking up from the dream: What is going on with him? !

Even if the grandmother urged her tightly, why did her boudoir daughter take a Jiwu trip?

Passed it out, my fame...

No, no, no, what I have to worry about now is not the issue of fame, but Jiwu has been in for so long. Is something wrong?

If something goes wrong, I will be alone in the wilderness, and I am very strange to the first two people, this...this...

She wringed the veil in her hands, her delicate body trembled slightly and her eyes were full of panic.

At the same time, Pei Ling's heart moved and she said, "My sword spirit and resentment have disappeared at the same time."

Mrs. Sang's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and after her gaze shifted, she said meaningfully: "In this way, it doesn't make much sense to let a mortal go in and investigate."

Hearing this, Zhu Jiao, who was the only remaining Qi training period in San Xiu, suddenly raised his throat.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sang's next words made him instantly relieved!

"And the waste of this Qi training period is obviously of no avail." Madam Sang turned her head, her eyes full of pressure, and patrolled Pei Ling. It's tough, it's not comparable to the choppy of this Qi training period."

"Now this hall, we go in together, it is too risky."

"But if you don't go in, don't you always have to be trapped here?"

"I also ask Xiaoyou Zheng to be more sensible, go in and explore in person, and see if you can find any clues."

After that, Mrs. Sang's original intention of affinity disappeared, and in her eyes, blood was faint and murderous!

Obviously, if Pei Ling dared to refuse and waiting for him, he would be furious!

When Zhu Jiao saw this, he didn't dare to get out of the air, but his gaze at Pei Ling was full of schadenfreude.

This kid was so tyrannical just now, now... hehe...

Ji Shuang'er's face paled, her mouth slightly opened, and she wanted to say something, but in front of the aura of the pill, she couldn't make a sound!

Upon seeing this, Pei Ling's expression was flat, without the slightest change, she only looked at Mrs. Sang, and slowly said, "Senior Sang, what you just said was good."

"Nowadays, weirdness is happening frequently in Taoist temples. We must thoroughly investigate the entire Taoist temple to find a way out."

"You can't enter the hall in front of you, but you can't fail to enter."

"In that case, Senior Lao Sang came in to explore!"

Before the words fell, the blue light in his eyes was booming, and countless small black runes rose up!

The next moment, Mrs. Sang's breath suddenly dropped.

Almost in a blink of an eye, she only felt that her whole body sank, and her cultivation instantly fell from the early stage of the formation of alchemy to the late stage of the foundation building!

Mrs. Sang's face changed drastically, she had never seen such a method before! Moreover, this is just a foundation building monk!

Thinking of this in her heart, Mrs. Sang’s reaction was not slow, and she immediately thought of it, and ten thumb-sized puppets flew out of the green sleeves. These puppets were all made by people who just learned the needle. They were extremely crude. , Can only barely recognize the human form.

On the face, I didn't know what kind of paint, and roughly painted the facial features, all showing a very weird gloomy smile.

After they appeared, they immediately made a weird sound of "hee hee" and went straight to Pei Ling!

However, before these puppets approached, nine blood-colored sword auras whizzed out, crushing them all in an instant, and immediately, the sword aura was unstoppable, and instantly unified, against Mrs. Sang's throat!

Without a move, he has become a prisoner of the sword!