The dwarf took a deep breath and mustered up his courage to say: "Master, you also know that if the Yin evil spirit vein is taken away, this fire peach tree will not be able to live alone..."

Su Yi interrupted: "I only need one piece, I won't be able to hurt this fire peach tree."

Seeing that Su Yi's attitude could not be disobeyed, the dwarf didn't dare to hesitate, and suddenly turned into an aura and got under the ground.

Not long after, when the dwarf emerged from the ground, he held a one-foot-long black chalcedony between his hands.

The chalcedony exuded an incomparable chill, and the dwarf's eyebrows, hair, and beard were covered in a layer of white frost, which made him shiver.

"Immortal Master, the Yin evil spirit vein is in the chalcedony."

The dwarf squeezed out a stiff smile that was worse than crying.

He didn't dare to use his hands and feet on this yin evil spirit vein, fearing that he would suffer if he was seen through.

"good."

Su Yi took the one-foot chalcedony in his hands, looked at it a little, and nodded in satisfaction.

This is the spiritual vein, even if it is only one foot long, it is far from being comparable to many spiritual stones!

When the cultivation level reaches the Qi Gathering Realm, and when you use this treasure to cultivate again, it will play an incredible magical effect.

Of course, this Yin evil spirit vein is actually the most suitable for Yin souls like Qingwan to cultivate.

When needed, Su Yi didn't mind giving some to Qingwan.

He took out a jade box and put away the yin evil spirit veins. Seeing the dwarf's sad face, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry, someone from me, Su, doesn't even bother to take advantage of you as a little elf."

Su Yi said, writing on the sand on the ground with the bamboo stick in his hand.

It didn't take long for a cultivation secret to appear.

"You are a monster, you are born to raise it, and it is not easy to prove the Tao. This 'Spiritual Transformation' can help you realize the magical effect of transforming from a monster into a 'demon cultivation', its value is not a few fire peaches and a piece of The Yin Demon Spirit Vessel can be compared, so please cherish it.”

After Su Yi finished speaking, he shook his head and left with a smile.

All spirits and monsters can be classified as "demon".

Plants and trees, birds and beasts, whoever opens up their intellect are called spirits, and can also be called monsters, goblins, and so on.

However, it is not easy to become a demon cultivator.

In particular, some demons with special bloodlines or unique talents have to go through unimaginable hardships if they want to embark on the road of demon cultivation.

That dwarf was a spirit born in the fire peach tree. Although it could transform into a human form, it was far from being able to truly transform into a human body, so naturally it could not be called a demon cultivator.

Until the figures of Su Yi and Qingwan disappeared in the peach forest.

The dwarf was relieved and patted his chest, feeling lingering fears.

Immediately, he looked at the ground, and gradually his mind was drawn to the lines of elegant and unrestrained handwriting.

I don't know how long, when he suddenly woke up, shock, ecstasy, excitement, and trance could not be restrained from his brows.

"This article alone is enough for me to completely get rid of the shackles of my body and transform into the Dao!"

The dwarf shouted excitedly, danced with joy, and was overjoyed.

It's no wonder he was so out of his mind. The "Spiritual Transformation" gifted by Su Yi is a training formula in the "Cultivation and Education Canon" of the Yao Dao Baojing. The method of practice.

Although the dwarf does not know the origin of this secret, how can he not appreciate how amazing the secret is?

Suddenly, he knelt down and kowtowed towards the place where Su Yi left before, with a pious expression on his face, swearing:

"I, Tao Qingshan, will never forget the grace of the Immortal Master in this life!"

...

Outside the peach forest.

Qingwan followed Su Yi carefully, not daring to get too close, nor too far away, she was very cute.

Su Yi took out more than ten bottles of medicinal pills and handed them over, "Qingwan, keep these medicinal pills."

These medicinal pills are all obtained from the Six Jue Yin Corpse, and are most suitable for Yin Soul cultivation.

"what?"

Qingwan was a little at a loss as to what to do, and said anxiously, "Immortal Master, you won't be rewarded without merit, Wan'er..."

Just as she was about to think about her words and tried to refuse, she was interrupted by Su Yi irritably, "It's just some broken pills, why are you being polite to me? Take it!"

Qingwan was so frightened that her tender body trembled, she quickly took it over and said with a look of guilt: "Wan'er didn't want to make the Immortal Master angry, in the future... I will never dare..."

Su Yi looked at her nervous look and sighed.

He didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Qingwan's pitiful, timid and restrained appearance, he couldn't help but want to reprimand him.

Probably... irritated?

"Master Immortal, are you still angry with Wan'er?"

Qingwan asked cautiously.

She tilted her head from the side and looked at her, her beautiful little face that looked slightly baby fat was full of worry.

Looking at it from Su Yi's point of view, there is an extraordinarily cute and silly feeling.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched the girl's face, and sighed, "You stupid, I'm afraid I'll have a heart that I can't stop worrying about in the future."

After all, he himself laughed first.

Being pinched on the cheek, Qingwan was startled.

It can be seen that Su Yi smiled, and she couldn't help laughing, her beautiful little face was full of happiness.

The eyebrows are curved and picturesque.

One person and one ghost walked in the dark night of this wilderness, and neither felt lonely.

After half an hour.

Su Yi's ears moved slightly, and he heard a rustling footstep in the distance. Although it was extremely slight, it couldn't escape the capture of his ears.

He stopped immediately and said casually: "Be careful, if you see the situation is not good, escape into the soul raising gourd."

Qingwan was startled and nodded in agreement.

Soon, a group of figures rushed from the night.

There are seven of them, all dressed in black, holding swords in hand, and the aura exuding from their bodies is gloomy and cold with a trace of evil spirits.

"Qing Wan!"

The first middle-aged man with a double knife in his hand and a hideous scar on his forehead exclaimed in a low voice.

At a glance, he saw the red-clothed girl floating in the night.

"Wasn't she stolen by the traitor Wu Ruoqiu, why is she here?"

"Could it be that Wu Ruoqiu is back?"

The rest of the people were agitated and seemed surprised.

Immediately, all their eyes turned to Su Yi, only to find that it was not Wu Rouqiu, but a handsome young man with an unfamiliar face.

"What's your relationship with Wu Rouqiu, why is Qingwan by your side?"

The middle-aged Scar headed by him spoke coldly, with a faint vigilance in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, in a wilderness haunted by ghosts, a young man appeared here with Qing Wan.

This scene is so abnormal.

"Wu Rouqiu turned out to be a traitor of your Yin Shamen. No wonder no one has come to trouble me since he died."

Su Yi was thoughtful, and after seeing through the identity of the other party, he pointed at Qingwan and said, "I can see that you all recognize her, can you tell me her origin?"

These words made the scarred middle-aged and them all frown, realizing two things.

First, Wu Rouqiu was dead, and it was most likely killed by this handsome young man.

Second, this handsome young man should not know the origin of Qingwan!

"Want to know? Yes, hand over your soul-raising gourd first."

The middle-aged man with scars at the head said coldly, "This is the spirit item that Wu Rouqiu stole from my teacher's sect, it is not something that an outsider like you can possess!"

Everyone else in the vicinity clenched their weapons, ready to wait.

Su Yi raised his hand and threw the soul-raising gourd, and said, "Tell me."

After taking over the soul-raising gourd, the middle-aged scar stayed for a while, as if he couldn't believe it would be so easy.

The others were also startled.

Immediately, there was not much vigilance in the eyes they looked at Su Yi, but a little bit more fierce.

One of them reminded in a low voice, "Senior Brother Qian, time is running out, and the ruthless scumbags in the back are probably going to catch up soon..."

The scarred middle-aged man's eyes flashed coldly, and said, "Well, since you want to know the origin of Qingwan, come with us, we will take you to a place, and when you get there, what do you want to know, we will I'll tell you all."

Su Yi touched his nose and sighed, "Qingwan, do they think I'm too good to talk?"

Before Qingwan could answer, the middle-aged man with scars snorted coldly, "I know this kid is not honest, let's go together and kill him!"

The others nearby all grinned and swarmed up.

In an instant, swords, spears, swords and halberds came out, cutting through the silent night.

Accompanied by a Qingyue sword chant, I saw a cold glow flashing several times in the night.

Then, with a clanging sound, Hanmang retracted the scabbard.

Looking at the group of figures rushing towards Su Yi, they were all stagnant for a moment, and the whole people fell to the ground one by one like falling wooden stakes.

Between everyone's throats, there was a blushing sword-scarred wound, bleeding like a stream, soaking the ground.

On the verge of death, they all had smirks on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, the outcome is already decided, life and death are decided!

Su Yi stood there, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, as if he had never done anything.

But the middle-aged man with only the remaining scars was already dumbfounded, his two trembling strands trembled, he broke out in cold sweat, and his soul almost came out.

A sword, like lightning, came out in an instant, and closed in an instant, beheading the six companions around him!

too scary!

"Now, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Su Yi asked casually with his hands on his back.

With a puff, the middle-aged Scar knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Senior, spare my life, I used to be a young man with no eyes and no pearls, and I offended the senior, and I hope that the senior will raise your hand and spare the little one's life!"

"This is not what I want to hear. Finally, I will give you a chance. If the answer is not good, just go on the road with your companions."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

The middle-aged man with scar said in fear: "Senior, calm down, I said, I said!"

Next, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, he told everything he knew about Qingwan one by one, lest he answer badly and be terminated by Su Yiyijian.

According to him, Wu Ruoqiu and his master Weng Yunqi defected from Yinshamen ten years ago.

When he defected, Wu Ruoqiu's master, Weng Yunqi, took away the three treasures of Yinshamen.

They are a soul-raising gourd that raises a ghost baby, a secret scroll that records the method of raising ghosts and worms, and a piece of soul jade with the most mysterious origin.

Qingwan is the ghost parasitic in this piece of soul jade.

Her origins are not even known to the older generation of evil cultivators in Yinsha Sect, but they all agree that her origins are extremely complicated.

This can be seen from the piece of soul jade that she is carrying.

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