Chapter 108 Who Do You Think I Am?

Xiaoqiu only had one Bairun Dan, which was Erliang's relic. It was about the size of a grain of rice and golden. He carefully held it in his hand, not daring to use too much force for fear that it would get stuck in the skin of his fingers.

The bald man on the table stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, keeping his promise without saying a word. Yang Qingyin said that she could feed him Bairun Dan. It was just a joke. She still injected spiritual energy into the bald man every two or three days.

Xiaoqiu threw Bairundan into his mouth, holding it but not swallowing it. The bald man sighed slightly. The most delicious food fell into other people's mouths, so he had no choice but to give up.

Xiaoqiu turned around and threw the small box on the bed. The box still contained the elixir. In fact, he had nothing in his mouth. He decided to adopt Xin Youtao's idea and pretend to condense the elixir. It didn't matter that he lost to Shen Hao, but he didn't want to be fooled again. Yang Qingyin seemed to be an unscrupulous person, and because of this, she might be taken advantage of by others.

Xiaoqiu swallowed, pretending that the elixir was melting, and was about to practice, when Yang Qingyin opened the window and let in uninvited.

The bald man sighed and quickly shut up.

Xiaoqiu was surprised. Even if she had to force out the demon seed, she came a little too early. It was still a quarter of an hour before the second watch. "What's wrong?"

Yang Qingyin made a booing gesture, "One Bairun Pill is not enough. I heard that Shen Hao wants to take five pills, so you have to take ten."

"W-What?" Xiaoqiu didn't expect Yang Qingyin to do this at all, "Where did I get so many Bairun Pills?"

"You don't have it, I do." Yang Qingyin took out a wooden box and shook it twice, and a crisp sound came from inside. "I have many relatives, and a few Bairun Pills are nothing to them."

Xiaoqiu was even more surprised. Bairun Pill is a precious thing. In order to support his nephew's practice, Shen Hao's uncle almost sold everything to buy five pills. Yang Qingyin actually asked for a box casually, "Isn't this bad?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Qingyin glared, "One hundred alchemy Taoist priests. Ninety-nine of them want to take elixirs. Shen Hao doesn't feel embarrassed at all, but you give in?"

"I mean Guan Shenyue and the others."

"That's why I sent it quietly. You have to keep it a secret later. Don't let other people know. I will give him a few pills when the time comes." She turned to the bald man again, "You also have to control it. Mouth, you don’t need to suck blood now, your mouth is of little use. If you dare to reveal the secret, I will pull out your tongue.”

The bald man shook his head and nodded for a while, his face changed with fear.

"So many Bairundan..."

Xiaoqiu didn't finish her words.

Yang Qingyin flicked a finger with her left hand, and Xiaoqiu immediately felt her body stiffen. She opened her mouth involuntarily, and countless pills flew into her mouth at the same time.

"Don't swallow it." Yang Qingyin released the spell, "Including your own Bairun Pill, there are ten pills in total. Although it was given by a relative, it was also a favor from me. If the pill condensation fails tonight, take it with you Run away from Pangshan with your heads together, and never let me see you two again."

Xiaoqiu held the pill in her mouth and spoke slurredly. "What kind of magic weapon did you refine that could make Hong Lu Ke so intolerable that he drove you to the Institute of Use?"

Xiaoqiu really didn't understand that Yang Qingyin had so many powerful relatives in Pangshan. How big of a mistake do you have to make to be punished so severely?

"It's none of your business." Yang Qingyin replied proudly, turned around and jumped out of the window again.

"Weird woman." Xiaoqiu whispered, and the bald man opposite kept nodding.

Bairundan melts quickly. Xiaoqiu's mouth was full of spicy taste. He swallowed it in small bites. It seemed that he had to try to condense the pill tonight.

Although Xin Youtao strongly proved that Yang Qingyin was not trustworthy, Xiaoqiu had seen her truest side, so she had no doubts.

The nature of Bairun Dan is as its name suggests. As soon as the fluid in the mouth is swallowed, some more will be produced immediately, and it will take a hundred times to finish.

Swallowing fluids, like breathing in and out, and tapping teeth, is one of the most basic cultivation methods in Taoism. Xiaoqiu has been practicing it for many years, and she is doing it slowly now. It takes half an hour to complete "Hundred Moisture". Well, The number of swallowing pills does not overlap, otherwise, the nine Bairun Pills would not be able to be completely dissolved in one night.

The next step is to wait patiently. According to the knowledge taught by Yangshen Peak, Bairun Dan takes effect very quickly, and you will feel a sense of abundant spiritual energy in your body in less than a quarter of an hour.

Xiaoqiu started to run the heaven-defying pill condensation method in advance, stepped on the Heavenly Gang, controlled her breathing, and made a series of complex movements with her hands.

The bald man watched with admiration, his eyes sparkling, his mouth open but not making a sound.

"Weird." Xiaoqiu said to himself, and the bald guy opposite nodded in agreement.

He walked around again, and it was not long before the third watch. Shen Hao on the Ancestor Peak had probably taken the elixir, but Xiaoqiu still didn't feel anything special.

"Did she get the wrong pill?" Xiao Qiu asked.

The bald man shook his head and said he didn't know.

Xiaoqiu simply went back to bed to think about it, and woke up soon after, still feeling nothing.

It looked like the evening was going to be wasted.

As soon as the idea came up, Yang Qingyin jumped in from the window again, "Why did you sit on the bed? This is not the method I taught you."

"Those Bairun pills don't seem to work."

"How is that possible? These elixirs have been refined for less than ten years, which is when they are most effective." Yang Qingyin looked at Xiaoqiu, "Let me help you."

"How can I help?" Xiaoqiu was quite surprised. A very important feature of the Heaven-Defying Technique is to practice alone. Apart from providing pills, there should be no other way to help.

"I'll help you summon the spirit."

"Summoning spirits?" Xiaoqiu was even more surprised.

"I will summon your soul and then activate the Bairun Pill in your body to take effect immediately. This is the simplest and quickest way. You must succeed in condensing the pill tonight no matter what. You must not lose to Shen Hao."

Xiao Qiu thought this method was a bit unbelievable and turned her head to look at the bald man.

The bald man had experienced summoning souls several times and didn't like that feeling. He pouted and shook his head.

"Have you tried this method before?"

Yang Qingyin shrugged, "Mu Xingqiu, this is not like your character. The art of defying the heavens must take a risky path. Do you really want to condense the qi into a pill?"

"Yes." Xiao Qiu suddenly felt a surge of courage in his heart, and even felt ashamed of his caution just now. What I said was right. He was going to take a risky path. How can he always look ahead and behind?

The bald man shook his head more violently, and the three strands of hair could hardly support it. Finding that Xiao Qiu was unmoved, he simply jumped up and down, knocking on the table.

"Be quiet." Xiaoqiu was slightly dissatisfied, "If you make trouble again, I'll throw you out."

The bald man didn't move, and his face looked like he had been greatly wronged.

"What should I do?" Xiaoqiu asked.

"Just sit on the bed." Yang Qingyin stretched out her right hand, holding a small unlit oil lamp in her palm, "Enter the state of meditation, and leave the rest to me."

At this moment. Xiaoqiu had a little doubt. Yang Qingyin didn't have many magic tools. When did she have an oil lamp besides stealing the pearl? But this doubt soon disappeared. Yang Qingyin came to help. Xiaoqiu thought that she shouldn't doubt her for no reason.

"Baldy!" Xiaoqiu was shocked and angry.

Yang Qingyin waved her hand casually, and the bald man was slapped back to the table and hit the incense burner. He fell on a pile of white paper, his head tilted, motionless.

"Don't worry about him, I'll let him faint for a while. Mu Xingqiu. Start to meditate." The oil lamp in Yang Qingyin's hand was lit, and the faint halo was like a small flower growing in the corner.

Xiaoqiu's suspicion became stronger, but trust prevailed in the end. This was Yang Qingyin, who had shed tears in front of him. There was nothing to doubt. Xin Youtao was born suspicious and thought too much. As for the bald man, he was just a head that was always ten years old.

He closed his eyes, and after a moment, he began to feel a beating in his head. It was first one by one, like raindrops outside the window, and then it became faster and stronger, like thunder in the distance and approaching war drums.

Xiaoqiu suddenly realized that this was not the feeling of the soul leaving the body at all, but the soul-pulling technique that the descendant of the ancestor Ta Nian Xinke had used on him, and Lin Sa had to spend a lot of effort to cut it off at that time.

He opened his eyes and looked at Yang Qingyin who was casting a spell seriously in front of the window. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

Yang Qingyin looked indifferent. After a while, he said: "Who do you think I am?"

Xiao Qiu's heart sank, "It's you? You bribed Zhang Lingsheng and Xin Youtao through the sound transmission incense burner."

Whoever you think is whoever it is, this is a powerful spell. Zhang Lingsheng and Xin Youtao couldn't resist it, and Xiao Qiu almost got stuck in it. He was worried that he would find out the truth too late.

"Yang Qingyin" pointed at the oil lamp with his other hand and continued to cast a spell. Xiao Qiu's beating feeling in his head continued to increase.

"Those two idiots can't do even a little thing well, and I have to do it myself." She admitted.

"Who are you?" Xiao Qiu tried to fight back, but he couldn't move at all. The only thing he could do was to concentrate his mind to fight against the beating feeling.

"It doesn't matter who I am. ｗｗｗansｈ.ｃm" Yang Qingyin's voice changed, neither male nor female, neither old nor young, "Who are you? Where did you hide the demon seed? Why won't it come out?"

Xiao Qiu didn't answer, and talking distracted his attention. He was a little puzzled. This person was obviously powerful, why didn't he use mind control on him? He soon understood that Zuo Liuying, the head of the Forbidden Secret Department, had used this trick on him and found nothing, so this fake Yang Qingyin had to use a different method.

In addition to the beating in the brain, what other effects does the soul-pulling technique have? Lin Sa didn't give a clear explanation at the time. Xiao Qiu only knew one thing, that he had to resist with all his strength.

"You have a will beyond ordinary people." The fake Yang Qingyin praised, "If there is no demon seed in your body, you are a plastic material."

The door was pushed open, and another Yang Qingyin walked in. That carefree temperament made Xiao Qiu sure that this one was real.

The real old lady looked at the fake old lady and was not particularly surprised. She just frowned. The person she saw was completely different from Xiao Qiu. "Auntie, what are you doing here?"

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