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Chapter 313

The white brocade covered the woman's eyebrows and eyes, but from her slightly parted lips, it was not difficult to see her surprise.

After regaining consciousness, Jing Yingrong's expression let her know that this question was not a joke or a sarcasm, she restrained her face and remained silent for a while, then shook her head and said, "No, and there is no need to do this."

Then, a smile reappeared on her face, "Because it's not important."

Jing Yingrong tilted her head slightly and asked with her eyes.

"It doesn't matter whether they are of the same kind, doesn't it?" The woman's tone is understated, but it seems to have deep meaning, "The important thing is whether they are of the same party."

Jing Yingrong's eyes moved slightly, thoughtfully.

At this time, the battle in the cave was coming to an end.

The green-tailed scorpion broke one of its chelicer limbs, and there were many wounds on its body surface, and it was already sluggish; two people on the Renxiu side were seriously injured and withdrew from the battle, and only the old man in the late stage of Jindan was able to Deals effective damage to green tailed scorpions.

The woman turned her face away, and there seemed to be eyes cast towards the direction of the secluded cave under the brocade.

——Even if her consciousness never left there from the beginning to the end.

Jing Yingrong also spread her consciousness there.

The cave is filled with toxins, and the wet rock walls are stained with mottled green. The eyes of the green-tailed scorpion are fierce, and they have been aroused madly. The long scorpion tail twitched out afterimages, and the poisonous needle almost stabbed Jindan several times. The old man's body.

Compared with the green-tailed scorpion, the golden core old man is more calm. Every time he makes a move, the green-tailed scorpion weakens a little, as if his vitality is sucked away invisible.

Perhaps seeing that the victory was decided, a foundation cultivator who was restraining the green-tailed scorpion from the side gradually relaxed. Just when he accidentally lost his mind, the green-tailed scorpion jumped up and rushed towards him, using the scorpion's tail to block the gold. At the same time as Elder Dan, the only remaining claw cut towards his neck.

Facing the frontal attack of the fourth-level monster, the foundation-building cultivator was immediately frightened, stunned on the spot, watching the huge pincers approaching with a fishy wind.

In the blink of an eye, the golden elixir elder burst out with spiritual power, rushed to the Foundation Establishment cultivator, raised the magic weapon in his hand to hold the pincers that had been cut.

The pincers are powerful and heavy, and they are highly poisonous. She not only has to fight against that brute force, but also uses her spiritual power to prevent the poison from spreading to her body through the magic weapon, which made her unable to deal with the stabbing scorpion tail.

At this moment, outside the secluded cave, the woman's fingertips moved imperceptibly.

The stone wall on the top of the cave directly above the green-tailed scorpion seemed to have been affected by the battle. Several huge rocks hanging upside down like swords suddenly collapsed and fell on the green-tailed scorpion with a bang.

The green-tailed scorpion would not be crushed to death by a few stones, but it inevitably paused, and the old man took the opportunity to escape from under the pincers, and then attacked again after pulling away.

The green-tailed scorpion didn't hold on for too long before it was completely defeated. The old man staggered to the side to meditate and adjust his breath.

Demon pills, poisonous glands, chelicerae, scorpion tails, shells, monks don't let go of any valuable parts.However, their cultivation was insufficient and the tools they used were of low quality, so it was very difficult to dissect them.

It wasn't until the old man's face returned to rosy, and the two seriously injured people regained their ability to move, that the body of the green-tailed scorpion was dismantled, and the collected materials were put into a special storage ring, which the old man wore on his hand. .

A group of people set out to the depths of the cave, and when they found the strange grass, everyone was overjoyed, and what surprised them even more was an amethyst deposit near the strange grass.

Several monks started the collection work under the command of the old man. The process took a long time, but the woman in the palace costume still hadn't recovered her consciousness.

She waited quietly and patiently, and so did Jing Yingrong.Neither of them spoke for a while, and the atmosphere was quiet, but it didn't look awkward.

Those people were completely unaware of the existence of the two divine senses, and they were all focused on harvesting, talking excitedly about how much help these resources could provide to the disciples in their sect while they were busy.Listening to everyone's words, the old man seemed to have stretched his wrinkles by two points.

When the collection is almost done, people leave.When their figures appeared outside the cave, the woman in palace attire withdrew her consciousness.

"Is the technique you arranged outside Tianchan Que for her?"

Jing Yingrong asked aloud, the consciousness stayed on the old man.

The woman froze for a moment, then turned to her, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Is there anything in this world that can be hidden from the eyes of seniors?"

Jing Yingrong didn't answer this sentence.She stared at the old man and said, "Based on the damage to her meridians and dantian, Tianchanque has a more suitable healing spell."

After a short pause, he added: "Although it is impossible for her to return to her original cultivation level, there is hope to break through to the perfection of the Golden Core and prolong her lifespan."

The woman sighed softly when she heard the words.

"It is exactly as the senior said, but only that spell can be used without her knowledge."

"You don't want her to know, why?"

"She won't accept it," the woman's voice became soft, "She blames me."

Jing Yingrong blinked.

"She's your..."

"Little sister."

The woman turned her face away again, towards the direction of the old man.That "Little Junior Sister" sounded like answering Jing Yingrong, but also like calling him.

The old man would not hear it.She is discussing the next destination with others, her bright eyes do not look old, but they are full of wind and frost.

"In that generation, she was the latest to start, but she was very talented, and her cultivation quickly surpassed her peers."

Speaking of the past, the woman's words were soft, tinged with sadness.

"She always said that she wanted to be the chief and the leader, so she refused to accept me. She often challenged me, cried after losing, and asked me to buy her a drink. Later, when I was imprisoned, she secretly came to see me and accompany me. I talked to relieve boredom and brought wine."

She spoke in a nostalgic tone, obviously smiling, but showing some compassion.

"Later, the masters killed my Taoist companion, and Yinshan opened the mountain gate..."

The voice lowered, the woman pursed her lips, her smile disappeared, and there was a moment of silence.

Jing Yingrong: "At that time she was injured and fell to the realm?"

The woman nodded slightly.

"She was seriously injured. If it wasn't for the vital energy of her sect, she would have died in that catastrophe... At that time, I could have cured her in time, but she refused. She blamed me and said All of this was caused by me, if I had followed the teacher's advice and given up that relationship, Tian Chanque would not have suffered such a catastrophe. She hates me so much that she would rather die than accept my treatment."

The woman spoke in a low voice, unable to hide a trace of grief under the calmness.

"In the beginning, Daoist Guan Yunmeng helped her save her life, but in the end, the treatment was delayed. Her cultivation base fell from Huashen to Jindan, and it was difficult to recover."

After listening to the other party's narration, Jing Yingrong nodded without commenting.An inaudible sigh came from her ear, she suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Do you regret it?"

The woman's body trembled slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said, "I don't regret it."

She speaks lightly, but she has a sense of determination.

"Because of me, I never think I did anything wrong."

Jing Yingrong nodded: "I see."

After saying these four words, there was no further text, so the woman asked a little strangely: "Senior, don't you blame me?"

Jing Yingrong was puzzled: "Why should I accuse you?"

"As a human cultivator, I dared to be outspoken. I formed a couple with the monster clan, caused the death of the Taoist couple, the disaster of the master, the death and injury of the same sect, and the collusion with the enemy. I don't know how to repent—the seniors don't think I'm wrong?"

Jing Yingrong let out an "oh", shook her head, and said, "That has nothing to do with me."

"..."

The woman faced Jing Yingrong fixedly, and suddenly laughed lightly.

"Junior Yanlan, I don't dare to ask senior's identity and name. It's just that senior asked me a lot, and I also have a question I want to ask senior."

Jing Yingrong: "As far as I know, there is no way to bring the dead back to life."

"...Senior, that's not what I want to ask, it's too late to answer."

Jing Yingrong didn't seem to hear the laughter of the three spirits in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and said without changing his face: "Well, you ask."

Yanlan pondered for a while, as if considering her words, and then said: "Human race and monster race, how can we accept each other?"

(End of this chapter)