Chapter 64: : Using blood as a medium (I)

Chapter 64: Using Blood as a Medium (I)
When Qingyan woke up, she found herself lying on the bed in the wing. She looked at the unfamiliar and familiar ceiling. She always felt as if she had a dream, even seeing Yunhen is a dream.
Both Qi Lian Qingyan and Su Qingyan are Yun Hen's only apprentice in this life.
Uncle Uncle once said to him that Yun Hen’s obsession is too deep to be a person who has been cultivated, but she has never understood where Yun Hen’s obsession is. Now she understands that Yun Hen’s obsession is righteous. Yes-Qilian Qingyan.
But at that time, Qi Lian Qingyan had only Weisheng Junmo in her eyes, so how could she care about the deep attachment and obsession in Yun Hen's eyes.
Once people have obsessions, they will become extremely scary.
It was as if Yun Hen was willing to use his full head of blue silk in exchange for her reincarnation.
But how can such kindness be repaid?
Qingyan hugged the quilt and sobbed softly. Master, didn't you say that, I will take care of you in the future?
When Qingdai opened the door, she found Qingyan holding the quilt alone and sobbing softly. She walked to the bedside and asked concerned, "Miss, what happened?"
When Qingyan heard this voice, she turned her head and looked, "Qingdai, how did I come back yesterday?"
To be honest, Qingdai didn't know how Qingyan came back yesterday, but when she noticed that Qingyan came back, Qingyan was already in a state of sleep.
Qingdai shook her head when she heard Qingyan's words, "The servant girl didn't know how the lady came back to the wing. When she heard the sound, she was already lying on the bed."
Listening to Qing Dai's words, she thought of Yunhen's unpredictable martial arts. His skill should be unmatched, but he didn't want to stay somewhere. If she could get Yunhen's help, it would be great. .
But if it weren't for what he asked, how could she be tough.
"Miss, you don't look the same today as usual." Chi Shao walked in with the washbasin. "The young lady woke up very early today, and Ling Yang presided over said that she wanted to meet the young lady before the ceremony."
Hearing Chi Shao's words, after Qingyan washed her face, she was taken away by the little monk standing outside, and Xiao Bai followed Qingyan all the time.
Many pilgrims were quite jealous when they saw the white tiger behind Qingyan, but when they looked at Qingyan's appearance, they felt that the girl who was able to subdue Baihu must be a good person.
"Donor, the host has been waiting in the room for a long time." The little monk opened the door of the host as he said.
When Qingyan walked in, she saw a statue of Sakyamuni sitting dignified in the main hall, and a silver-haired old man sat cross-legged below. He knocked on the wooden fish in front of him, not knowing what he was talking about.
Qingyan stood quietly in front of the bronze statue just like that, waiting quietly, but the old man seemed to have not seen Qingyan as if he still watched knocking on the wooden fish.
About half an hour later, the host Ling Yang quietly got up. He walked up to Qingyan and spoke slowly, "The donor, the uncle once said: What is fate, what is scattered, the gathering of fate and the scattered, just between a thought Don’t worry too much about the donor.

Qingyan looked at the hostess Ling Yang's mouth with a smile, "If it is really what he asked, Qingyan must abide by this agreement." She put her hands together and bowed to the host.
"Donor, Master asked me to transfer this to you." As the host Ling Yang said, he took out a letter from his sleeve and put it in Qingyan's hands. "Uncle has something to say, if you read the letter, please If you want what you want in your heart, then just do it."
After Qingyan accepted the letterhead in Ling Yang's hand, the familiar font stinged Qingyan's eyes.
Qingyan's kiss.
Qingyan looked at the letter paper in her hand in a daze, looking at her absent-minded appearance, Ling Yang found the little monk before and took her back to the wing.
Qingyan didn't know how she got back to the wing room. After she returned to the wing room, she opened the letter paper, which clearly explained what happened to Yunhen in the past few years. There is another thing that happened when Qingyan was born. , Daoist Yunhen once criticized her:
Thousands of beasts face the phoenix, the lonely girl, the big dipper is a talent;
The nine stars of the sun, the name of seven kills, and the five elements and gossip illuminate the golden dragon.
The most important thing is that Su Qingyan's life style is a rare seven-kill life style, widowed family relationship.
Reincarnation is a lonely life.
Unless she can find a purple and golden dragon for protection, she can protect her life well.
Qingyan looked at the letterhead in her hand, and after reading it, she threw it into the copper furnace and burned it to ashes.
She doesn’t believe in the so-called fate, but she believes in every word Yun Hen said. Yun Hen agreed to let her learn the language of ten thousand beasts because of her insight, but she let Yun Hen disappointed. .
Today, she still believes everything Yun Hen said.
Reincarnation is the name of loneliness, so what?
"Miss, the old lady sent a message over there, saying that the young lady will accompany her to the Buddhist hall to worship the Buddha." Yunxiang appeared at Qingyan's door and said respectfully.
"Okay, here we come." Qingyan said as she sorted out her clothes and went out.
When Qingyan saw the old lady, she saw the old lady coming over and holding her hand with a kind smile, "Yan'er, I slept well yesterday."
Qingyan smiled and said, "Grandma Lao is concerned, Yana slept very soundly yesterday."
"Okay, I'm about to introduce a Ling Yang host to you. He is a very trustworthy person." The old lady said and brought Qingyan into the temple.
When they saw Ling Yang presiding over, they met and smiled, like old friends who had reunited after a long absence.
"Lao Madam, today's Buddha and Lao Na only talk to Miss Su alone." Host Ling Yang looked at Su Jia's respectfully.
The old lady nodded seriously after listening to Ling Yang's host. "Okay, then there will be Lao host today." Su Jia said, patted her hand, and followed Yunxiang and the others.
"Host, I have decided to ask what I think." Qingyan looked at Ling Yang and said slowly, "And I will never regret it."
Host Ling Yang nodded at her, as if not surprised at the decision she had made, "If this is the case, then the donor can already cultivate the blood jade in your hand." Host Ling Yang walked to the other side as he said. After pressing an unknown mechanism, a long road appeared.
"Donor, there is a container at the end of this road. As for how to use it, the donor is very clear in his heart." Host Ling Yang looked at Qingyan and said faintly.
"Thank you for your guidance." Qingyan raised the corner of the skirt and walked towards the secret room step by step. On both sides of the secret room, it seemed that Qi Lian Qingyan had the same voice and smile.
As she walked further in, she only felt an inexplicable pain spreading in her heart, as if she was Qi Lian Qingyan, and she could not tell whether he was Qi Lian Qingyan or Su Qingyan.
When she reached the end, Qingyan saw a painting. The woman in the painting was wearing a white dress and sitting on the back of the white tiger. She held a jade flute in her hand and placed it beside her mouth. It seemed that there was a beautiful rhythm. Playing out.
That woman was the first queen of Nanchen Kingdom-Qi Lian Qingyan.