Inverse Sword God

"This thing can not only repair your cloak, but also has a stealth function." The wine master said, "Use it with your cloak to ensure that they can't find it."

"It's so amazing?" Lin Xuan was surprised. He found that the lilac yarn was indeed a good thing.

The wine master briefly taught how to use it, and Lin Xuan quickly mastered it.

He told Yin Qingyi the whole story, and then said, "Hold on to me and don't make a sound."

Yin Qingyi nodded subconsciously, and then felt a pair of powerful palms hug her.

Leaning on Lin Xuan's side, Yin Qingyi's face turned slightly red, feeling the breath on his body.

"It's ready." Lin Xuan reminded, and then covered his body with the huanliu gauze, using the method taught by the wine master to motivate.

An inexplicable force blessed them, and the two seemed to disappear.

Lin Xuan hugged Yin Qingyi and walked outside quickly. Because the huanliuya was too small, the two had to lean against each other. Lin Xuan's arm accidentally touched the softness of Yin Qingyi's body.

"ah!"

Yin Qingyi exclaimed and was soon covered by Lin Xuan's mouth.

"Um?"

The old man in gray, who was standing beside Wu Shaoyu, showed his doubts.

As a result, nothing happened.

"What's wrong?" Wu Shaoyu asked.

"It's nothing, it may be my illusion." The old man in gray shook his head, "Master, time is running out."

"Wait another hour, I don't believe that kid won't come out!" Wu Shaoyu said through gritted teeth.

Under the flowing gauze, Yin Qingyi was hugged by Lin Xuan, and his mouth was covered by his palm, and there was a strange feeling from time to time.

A small face turned red, like a ripe apple.

Even the base of her ears and neck showed a tinge of pink.

Lin Xuan didn't notice this, he had already tightened his nerves to the extreme, and he was relieved to see that the old man in gray didn't make a move.

After taking Yin Qingyi to a long distance, he withdrew the Huan Liusha.

Seeing Yin Qingyi's blushing face, Lin Xuan realized the abnormality of his body.

"Hehe." He smiled and took his hand away, rubbing his nose with a wry smile.

Yin Qingyi lowered her head deeply, and fiddled with the corners of her clothes with her little hands uneasily.

"By the way, you haven't told me why are you here?" Lin Xuan began to change the subject.

Next, the two chatted while walking, and Yin Qingyi gradually forgot what happened just now.

In fact, not long after Lin Xuan left the Xuantian Sect, Yin Qingyi also left, and she followed her grandfather to the Tianshan Kingdom.

In recent days, her grandfather has suddenly become weak, and she has no choice but to take out the things at home and want to change the medicine.

"With such top-quality materials, could it be that your grandfather is an artifact refiner?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Yeah. My grandfather is amazing!" Yin Qingyi was a little excited, but thinking of her sick grandfather, her eyes dimmed again.

The two left Chiyue City and came to the foot of a mountain thirty miles outside the city.

There is a small bamboo house there, which is very quiet.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Yin Qingyi ran over eagerly.

"Cough, you girl, run around again!" An old man with all white hair came out.

He leaned on a stick made of bamboo, hunched his back, and kept coughing.

"Grandpa, it's windy outside, I'll help you in." Yin Qingyi looked worried.

"Hello, old man." Lin Xuan also stepped forward.

The old man Yin looked at Lin Xuan, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.

"Who is this……"

"Grandpa, he is my friend." Yin Qingyi blushed slightly.

"Hehe, old man, my name is Lin Xuan. I met Tsing Yi when I was in Xuantian Sect."

The three walked into the bamboo house, and Lin Xuan helped the old man to sit down.

"Brother Lin, can you cure my grandfather's illness?"

"Since I have the Huan Liu Ya, I will definitely try my best!" Lin Xuan said solemnly.

"What, did you take the Huan Liu Ya?" The old man was excited for a while.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, it's my fault!" Yin Qingyi didn't dare to hide it and told what happened.

"Hey, you child!" Old Man Yin sighed, "Don't do stupid things in the future, no one can save me. Those quack doctors in the past are all fooling me!"

"Don't take their word for it!"

"If I can see you learn all my artifact refining skills before I die, I'll be closed."

"Grandpa, you'll be fine!" Yin Qingyi cried anxiously.

"Senior, don't be too pessimistic, your illness can be cured." Lin Xuan advised.

"Hmph, don't say these words to prevaricate me, I know my body! Since Tsing Yi gave you Huan Liusha, I won't want to go back!" The old man obviously couldn't.

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly: "Your illness can really be cured!"

In fact, from the very beginning, the wine master began to observe secretly, but the conclusion that he came to made shocked Lin Xuan.

"Can it be cured?" Old Man Yin didn't believe it. "Then do you know what's wrong with me?"

"I know." Lin Xuan said solemnly.

"Oh?" Seeing Lin Xuan's serious face, Old Man Yin couldn't help but ask, "Then tell me."

"Actually, the senior didn't get sick, but his life span is running out." Lin Xuan said slowly.

The old man Yin's eyes flashed, and he stared at Lin Xuan, while Yin Qingyi next to him opened his mouth in surprise.

But Lin Xuan didn't seem to see it, and still said in a calm voice: "I feel that there is a dead energy in the senior's body, which is constantly destroying the body."

click!

The old man Yin trembled, and the bamboo pole in his hand was broken.

He stood up tremblingly, with a look of shock in his eyes: "You, can you tell?"

"Yes!" Lin Xuan said, "And I still have a way to save me."

"Really?" Old Man Yin grabbed Lin Xuan's hand and kept coughing.

"Senior, don't get excited." Lin Xuan helped the old man to sit down and smiled, "I can help the senior, but there are conditions."

"Conditions?" The old man and Yin Qingyi were stunned.

"Boy, do you want to marry my granddaughter?" Old Man Yin narrowed his eyes.

"Grandpa!" Yin Qingyi shouted shyly.

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly and touched his nose: "Actually, it's another matter."

"I heard that Tsing Yi said that the senior is an artifact refiner. I want to ask the senior to take action."

The old man Yin looked at Lin Xuan, and there was a ray of light in his eyes: "The semi-finished spiritual-level treasure is not bad."

"You can see it, can it be repaired?" Lin Xuan looked forward to it.

"It can be repaired, but in addition to quicksand, I need some other materials."

"No problem, I can get it." Lin Xuan replied.

"If the materials are complete, it can be repaired in half a month." Old Man Yin coughed twice.

"Senior, these are two drops of the earth spirit liquid. Senior take it first, and I will slowly explain the method of rescue to you."

"Earth spirit liquid!" The old man Yin was excited again, "That is the liquid of life, you actually have this kind of thing!"

Taking the white jade bottle, he immediately took a drop.

A faint trace of black air overflowed from his body and quickly evaporated in the air.

Seeing this black air, Lin Xuan felt an inexplicable sense of tension, and his body felt a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, he thought of the black lotus that sealed the spiritual veins in his body back then, which seemed to have a similar aura to this black qi.

"Senior, I don't know why you have this kind of death?" Lin Xuan asked.