"Why are you hiding so far away?" Zhiyou looked at them in confusion.
"Master Zhiyou, please keep your voice down." Tao Er turned his head furtively and looked around: "You can't call the Immortal Master by his name, let alone mention that."
"Which one?" Zhiyou frowned. "The one about the one where Immortal Buting and Immortal Qiuhua turned against each other because of a female demon?"
Jiu Hui put her hand over his mouth and said, "Stop talking, stop talking. If you talk again, you'll get into trouble."
Zhiyou blinked and pointed to his covered mouth.
"Can we talk about this after we leave Jiutian Sect?" Jiu Hui lowered her voice and said, "We are small and weak. I will talk to you slowly after we get out of here."
Jiyou nodded.
Although he didn't quite understand why this was so scary.
The banquet for the Yin Ji Zhenren's fusion period ceremony was held in the Jiu Tian Sect's Stargazing Hall. When Jiu Hui and the other two arrived, the place was packed with guests and no one knew how many disciples of the sect had come.
The seating arrangement of the guests was also very particular, with the sect leader and city lord sitting in the front, and the sect disciples sitting in the back. The disciples sat at a table with three people, and Jiu Hui and the other two found an empty table and sat down. The head disciple of the Shen Ji Sect who happened to be sitting next to them said: "… "
How come I met them again? What bad luck!
Jiu Hui gave him a bright smile in return.
The eldest disciple of the Shen Ji Zhang Sect turned around and silently squeezed to the other side, trying to get farther away from her, further away.
Tsk.
Jiu Hui withdrew her gaze. Is she so scary
It was almost noon, auspicious clouds were rolling in the sky, phoenixes were singing and birds were dancing, four pegasus horses descended from the sky pulling a gorgeous carriage, and the people who were talking fell silent.
The carriage curtain opened, and a man with snow-white hair and a handsome face walked out of the carriage and entered the gate of the Observatory.
"Master Yin Ji is polite."
"Master Yin Ji's demeanor has become even better."
Jiu Hui put down the teacup in her hand and thought with interest, no wonder he could have a love story with the demon girl that shocked the world of immortal cultivation, this silver-class immortal was indeed quite pretty. Moreover, he was only three hundred years old, but he had already reached the fusion stage, and could be called a child of destiny.
Yin Ji was serious and even responded to everyone's greetings in a serious manner. On the high platform, Jiutian Sect's leader Bu Ting and ten elders held incense in both hands and bowed solemnly towards the sky.
A dazzling light flashed, and two huge scrolls fell from the sky. The woman on the left scroll was heroic and holding a sword, and the one on the right scroll was a tree, a tree that looked a little strange.
Jiu Hui knew that the founder of the Jiutian Sect was a female swordsman who had ascended to heaven eight thousand years ago. On the scroll on the right...
"What's in the painting on the right?" Tao Er, who was sitting on the far right, asked Zhiyou, who was sitting in the middle. Zhiyou slowly shook his head.
"That painting shows Ganmu." Jiuhui picked up the teacup and took a sip. "It is the longevity and immortality tree recorded in ancient books. It is rumored that eating the fruit of this tree can make the living immortal and keep them young forever. It can also bring the dead back to life and cure diseases and disasters."
"Is there really such a magical tree in the world?" Tao Er was very excited.
"If there really is such a magical tree, then why do people still seek immortality?" Jiu Hui laughed sarcastically, "Many things, like drinking and eating, are predetermined. There is no such thing as immortality. Even the immortals in the fairy world have to descend to the mortal world to experience tribulations before they can return to the immortal world, let alone mortals who intend to defy the will of heaven and change their fate?"
"Then why do they worship?" Tao Er was puzzled.
"How ignorant." The disciple of the head of the Shenji Sect couldn't help but interrupt: "Don't you know that more than 500 years ago, the Immortal Venerable Buting obtained the fruit of the Immortal Tree and refined a magical medicine to prevent the world's great epidemic. Unfortunately, the Immortal Tree withered and died. In order to commemorate the merits of this tree in saving the world, the Jiutian Sect worships this tree every year when worshiping the ancestor."
"We are young and have never heard of what happened five hundred years ago. Fortunately, fellow Taoist told us. Thank you." Jiu Hui bowed to the disciple who headed the Shenji Sect.
The sect leader disciple was so frightened that he hid back. Seeing that she had no other reaction, the sect leader disciple snorted arrogantly: "It's understandable that you cultivators from remote areas don't know. But you can recognize the immortal tree from a painting, which shows that you have some knowledge."
Jiu Hui smiled when she heard this: "I was lucky enough to have seen it in ancient books, but I don't know much about it."
At this time, Master Yin Ji had already lit three incense sticks and walked step by step to the center of the altar. All the guests present fell silent.
One bow, two bows.
When he bowed for the third time, something unexpected happened.
The scroll with the immortal tree on it caught fire without any fire. No spells could damage the scroll due to the layers of barriers, so no one knew how the scroll caught fire.
Qiuhua, who had been silent since she sat down, suddenly stood up, knocking over the teacup and breaking it into pieces. She stared at the slowly burning Ganmu scroll, her eyes red.
Buting looked pale as he watched the scroll burn out bit by bit, leaving only a pile of ashes, and with trembling hands he inserted the incense into the incense burner.
A strong wind suddenly blew up above the altar, and even the ashes on the ground were blown away completely, leaving no trace.
The other leaders of the ten major sects also lost their smiles. They looked up at the ashes flying in the breeze, trying their best to hide the fear in their eyes. Only the young master of the Yuzhen Sect, Jin Qingqiu, was waving his jade fan, looking a little out of place in a leisurely manner.
No one dared to say anything. The ashes fell on the heads of some guests and on the banquet tables of some people, but there was not a single ashes on the altar.
A piece of ash fell into Qiuhua's palm. She gently closed her trembling fingertips, and only dared to let the tears fall until she had tightly held the tiny piece of ash in her palm.
"I know you don't want to stay here. I know that." She held Huijin's hand and placed it on her chest. She turned around and walked out in full view of everyone, not giving the Jiutian Sect any face at all.
Upon seeing this, the Qinglan Sect disciples stood up without hesitation and followed her away without even looking back.
"Master Qiuhua." The master of Lingyun Sect, one of the ten major sects, called Qiuhua: "The world is in trouble, please stay." "It is the duty of Qinglan Sect to protect all living beings in the world, but I don't want to stay here today. Anyone who tries to stop me will be an enemy of Qinglan Sect." Qiuhua looked at everyone: "Is there anyone trying to stop me?"
Everyone looked away and no one dared to speak.
Qiuhua walked away without any hesitation or lingering thoughts.
Many people present were filled with curiosity, but no one dared to whisper in front of the ten major sects. They were also afraid that their secret conversations would be discovered by people with higher cultivation, so they could only hold it in.
"Nanluo, go check who did something to the painting." Buting quickly came to his senses and turned to face everyone, his face no longer showing any strange expression. "In recent days, demon cultivators have infiltrated our sect and used all kinds of shameful methods. Don't fall for their tricks."
Several leaders of the major sects also regained their composure and recounted the evil deeds committed by the Demon Realm, which angered everyone present. They wished they could wipe out the Demon Realm immediately to protect peace in the world.
"How arrogant!" A laugh broke out from the crowd: "If you immortal cultivators really have such means, why would you be so afraid of us?"
Even when a painting caught fire, they thought it was their doing and were scared to death
"Demon cultivator?"
"There's actually a demon cultivator sneaking in?!"
Everyone took out their magic weapons as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Jiu Hui and Tao Er skillfully crawled under the table, and seeing Zhi You still sitting upright, they quickly dragged him under the table from the left and right, and Jiu Hui also took down the fruit on the table.
"Fairy Jiuhui, isn't it a little unsafe to just rely on this table to block the way?" Tao Er lifted the tablecloth a little and secretly took a peek outside. A fight had already started outside.
"Let me see if there is any defensive magic weapon." Jiuhui stuffed the plate of fruit into Zhiyou's arms, rummaged through the ring, and finally found a worn-out tortoise shell.
Tao Er glanced at the tattered turtle shell. What use could this thing be
Jiu Hui knocked on the turtle shell three times, holding her hands in her palms: "Prime Minister Wu roams the seas, and no fish can defeat him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tortoise shell shook and actually opened up a protective barrier about seven feet long, covering the three people tightly.
"I didn't expect it to be such a good thing." Tao Er touched the edge of the barrier with envy: "Is this also the magic weapon given to you by Jade Immortal Venerable?"
"This is the magic weapon that Prime Minister Wu lent me for self-defense before I left." Jiu Hui took out the dagger that Senior Sister Xi Yuan gave her, picked a fruit and began to peel it: "Prime Minister Wu's great grandfather lived for more than 5,000 years, and his tortoise shell is extremely hard, so Prime Minister Wu used it to make a magic weapon for defense."
Tao Er was silent.
Using his great-grandfather's tortoise shell to make a magic tool, he is truly a filial grandson who moves heaven with his filial piety.
“That…” A guilty voice came from behind the three of them. They all turned around and saw the embarrassed yet flattering face of the Shenji Sect’s head disciple.
"Can you let me in and squeeze in?" The palm sect disciple dodged a flying copper axe and said, "I was blind before. I apologize to you."
"You are a disciple of a great sect, how can you be afraid of the people of the Demon Sect?" Tao Er was too lazy to peel the fruit, so he just took the fruit and ate it, and said proudly: "Why do you have to learn from us in the remote countryside and hide in your tortoise shell?"
The sect leader smiled awkwardly: "I should have gone to fight the enemy, but for some reason, I felt weak all over, as if all my spiritual energy was drained, and I couldn't use any of my magic."
"Is there any need to guess? Of course he's poisoned." Jiu Hui lifted the table curtain and took a look. Her sight met that of Yu Jing who was also hiding under the table in front of her. The master and disciple looked at each other tacitly. Yu Jing made a gesture to her that everything was safe. Jiu Hui understood and nodded.
In just a few breaths, most people present lost their spiritual power. Instead, the disciples of the Longevity Palace who were least good at fighting and a few elders who were not poisoned stood in front and fought back and forth with the people from the Demon Sect.
No wonder the evil spirit that possessed Zhu Yan wanted to kill Luo Kui yesterday. It would be interesting if it succeeded in killing Luo Kui and then possessed Luo Kui again to poison Changshou Palace.
She glanced at Buting, who was sitting at the head of the table with a pale face. All the members of the Demon Sect lurking in the Jiutian Sect should be here. Jiuhui smiled silently and put down the tablecloth.
When all the fish of the Demon Cult are caught in the net, the fisherman sitting on the high platform will collect the net.
The moment Jiu Hui lowered the table curtain, Buting raised his eyelids and glanced at the chaotic hall.
"Why are there so many people from the Demon Sect?" Tao Er was still chewing fruit. "Does the Jiutian Sect have a traitor? Otherwise, how could so many people from the Demon Sect sneak in?"
"All the tea, fruit and snacks have been poisoned with the Spirit-Dispersing Powder. This poison is colorless and tasteless and can make immortal cultivators unable to use spiritual energy for half an hour." Zhiyou picked up the fruit on the plate and looked at it. He said to Jiuhui who was still peeling the fruit, "Don't eat it."
Tao Er, who had already eaten half of the fruit, said: "..."
"It's okay for you to eat." Zhiyou comforted him: "You are only at the initial stage of Qi Refining, it doesn't matter whether you have spiritual energy or not."
Tao Er: “…”
Hearing such comforting words could easily drive him crazy.
"Bang!" A person fell beside the head disciple of the Shenji Sect.
Nanluo spit out blood and struggled to get up from the ground. He looked up and was met with several pairs of burning eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Nanluo." Jiuhui gave the whole plate of fruit to Tao Er and looked at Nanluo with a smile: "Do you want to come in and hide?"
Nan Sulfone froze.
He recalled what he had said to Jiu Hui: "There are disciples of my sect guarding everywhere in the sect. It is very safe."
The author has something to say:
Zhiyou: I am no longer the same person I used to be. I now know how to comfort people.
Nansulfone: Don’t let me hear the word safety.
Little Leek: Nanluan, why don’t you speak? Are you a quiet person by nature
Prime Minister Wu: We turtles use our great grandfather's turtle shells to refine magical instruments. That's called thriftiness. You humans don't understand.
[This article is scheduled to be published on November 20 (next Monday), and will continue to be updated normally tomorrow. I hope everyone will support it =3=]
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