Luo Yinhuang returned to Kyoto the next day, and Ning Xi continued to ask for leave to accompany Jiuying and Dragon Turtle to recover.

She didn't know that there were many people gathered in Moon Lake at this time, most of them were still wearing Taoist robes, and they were constantly looking for something.

In the suburban villa, the middle-aged man hurried upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

The old Taoist frowned when he saw the eldest disciple's panicked appearance, "What's wrong?"

"Master, Lao Qi may be dead!" The middle-aged man said eagerly.

Lao Dao's expression changed and he stood up, "What? Lao Qi is dead? Did you see the body?"

"There are no corpses, but Lao Qi led Ningxi to Moon Lake a few days ago, and there were fluctuations in the battle there. But now Ning Xi is still alive and appeared in Qianlong Pavilion, but Lao Qi seems to have disappeared. It's the same, so I can't get in touch."

He couldn't get in touch with Lao Qi before, and he didn't dare to report it like this, but after a good search, he found that he couldn't find anyone to come here.

The middle-aged man saw that his master's face became more and more ugly, and added: "My second son and I also organized people to go to Moon Lake and searched vigorously several times. There are traces of thunderbolt battles there, and we found that Lao Qi had been destroyed. The remnants of the ghost banner, so we suspect that the seventh may have been wiped out with him."

"Crack!" Lao Dao slapped the coffee table next to him with a slap, and the coffee table instantly shattered into countless pieces.

"Damn it!" Lao Dao's heart twitched. The seventh was brought up by him since he was a child, and his talent and cultivation speed were the best among the disciples. He was very fond of him.

But I didn't expect that this time there would be no return!

"Master, what should we do now?" The middle-aged man asked cautiously and tentatively.

The old Tao thought for a moment, then asked without answering, "Is there anyone behind that Ning Xi?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Lao Qi asked us not to interfere, so we don't know what happened in Moon Lake that day, and we don't know if there is anyone behind Ningxi."

"But if Old Seven is really dead, then regardless of whether there is anyone behind Ning Xi, his strength should be above Old Seven," he said hurriedly.

This is also to dispel his master's desire to send a few of them out for revenge.

Sure enough, Lao Dao's face became even worse after listening to it, but he did not arrange any more tasks, "I will report this matter to the Kyoto side. We must also report the revenge of the seventh, but first slowly."

"You send someone to monitor Ningxi, and if she has any unusual behavior, let me know." He ordered again.

The middle-aged man nodded respectfully: "Yes!"

Ten days later, with the help of Luo Yinhuang pills and the blessing of Yunling Formation, Jiuying and Dragon Turtle stabilized their souls completely.

The originally weak breath has also recovered a lot.

Seeing this, Ning Xi looked at them and asked, "How do you guys go out with me in the future? In your soul state?"

If you are seen in a soul state, it must definitely attract attention or scare others.

Jiuying lay down under the shade of the big tree, and said lazily, "My innate supernatural powers can condense a body, and then make sure those people can't see it."

The dragon turtle floated out of the pond and landed in front of Ning Xi. He muttered a formula in his mouth, and after a while, he transformed into a handsome boy with a little baby fat.

The boy's face was shy, "Master, I also have the innate supernatural powers that can condense my body."

This is the metamorphosis supernatural power basically possessed by the beasts.