Yan Qing: “…”
Even Dezhi, a bat whose mind was full of spirit stones and bad things, was shocked. It flapped its wings, struggled to stick its head out of Yan Qing's arm, and looked at Yin Wuwang as if he had seen a ghost: "Mom, what is he talking about?"
The look of success was definitely naive, dull and stupid. But in Yin Wuwang's eyes, that was it.
The moonlight was dim, and the black bird in Yan Qing's arms looked towards him. It had an ugly appearance, ferocious bony wings, and scarlet, cold eyes that looked like a cold and terrifying abyss.
Yin Wuwang opened his mouth to say something, but met the bloodshot eyes of the bat. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his sea of consciousness, his face turned pale, and his soul felt like it was stabbed, but the pain was gone in an instant, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
"..." Yan Qing had never encountered such an outrageous thing in his life. His expression was weird and he was silent for a while.
In fact, Yan Qing was not lacking in showing love and affection. Although he was notorious in Shifang City with the "help" of the Seventh Eunuch in his previous life, there were always women willing to sell their bodies to gain his protection. There were pure, charming, reserved, flamboyant, all kinds of women.
Either shy and timid, or passionate and bold.
Either seduce him with a wink, or use all kinds of tricks to trick him.
To put it bluntly, when Yin Wuwang came out, he looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Yan Qing vaguely guessed his purpose.
What is this
One of them is playing the role of the son-in-law of the immortal sect, and the other is playing the role of the good-for-nothing Long Aotian. They both live their own lives.
The result is that when you put it all together, it becomes a bloody and cheesy drama? You ignored me yesterday, but you are trying to get close to me today
Yan Qing almost laughed out loud.
Dezhi blinked: "What does he mean, you really loved him to death before." Dezhi flapped his wings angrily, unbelievable: "Oh my God, you actually liked this before!" After saying that, it pondered again: "This is what is called meeting a virgin and then turning over a new leaf, right?"
Yan Qing cast a silencing spell on this master of idioms.
Yan Qing raised his head, looked at Yin Wuwang and smiled.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly?"
Fuhua Gate, Xuanji Peak.
The sect leader held a banquet at the Immortal Terrace. The lanterns were lit, and colored glass lamps flickered on the flowers and trees. Fairies came and went with fluttering sleeves. All the guests were elders of a sect, with immortal demeanor and otherworldly temperament.
Heng Bai had been the head of the army for only a few years, and this was the first time he encountered such a situation. He usually kept a low profile and followed Tianshu like a chicken.
Each of the nine major sects would send a supreme leader of the Void Stage and a consul to lead the team. But this time, after Xie Shiyi entered the Floating Flower Sect, he did not come directly to Xuanji Peak, so now Wangqing Sect is left with them.
As the leader of the nine sects, the Wangqing Sect naturally sat in the most eye-catching position, making them the focus of attention.
Among the former sects, the Shangyang Sect has the best relationship with the Wangqing Sect.
The Grand Elder who attended this time was a female cultivator. She was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Realm. She was wearing a purple Taoist robe, with half-white and half-gray hair tied into a side bun. There were some fine lines at the corners of her eyes. She looked at them and asked softly, "Tianshu, are you the only ones coming this time?"
Tianshu said: "To answer Senior Huaou, yes."
The Shangyang Sect's Hua Ou leader raised his eyebrows and said, "What is that? Why are you coming out now?"
Tianshu was sweating, but he didn't know how to answer. Du Wei had a special identity, he knew that Du Wei would show up, and he also knew that Du Wei was willing to let him know about this.
Seeing that he was silent, Hua Ou frowned even deeper.
Sitting next to her was the Grand Elder of Liuguang Sect. Elder Fucheng drank the wine on the table and said with a faint smile, "You Wangqing are really proud of yourself. You dare to be late for the banquet hosted by the leader of Fuhua Sect."
Among the nine sects, the Liuguang Sect, the Fuhua Sect and the Wangqing Sect have had grudges for a long time, and the latter five sects have chosen to stand by and watch.
No one responded to the words of Liuguang Sect Leader. Everyone had their own thoughts but smiled and drank the wine in their glasses.
Fu Cheng had long been accustomed to the attitude of this group of people. He turned the cup in his hand, and looked straight at the front of the main seat with sharp eyes. He said sarcastically: "It will be the evening hour soon. If that seat is still vacant, I don't know what the leader of Jingmen will think." Fu Cheng looked at Tianshu, smiled slowly and said: "Such disrespect. Tianshu, do you know there is a saying, called prosperity must decline?"
Tianshu was suppressed by his pressure, his whole body tensed up, and he could only force a smile. Hengbai was young and full of energy, and when he wanted to say something, Tianshu grabbed his wrist tightly. Tianshu smiled modestly and said, "Chief Fucheng is right. Everything will decline after reaching its peak. After all, that person was once at his peak."
Fu Cheng dropped the cup in his hand heavily on the table, making a sharp sound, and was about to speak.
Hua Ou had already watched, and said, "Since it is Master Jing who is hosting the banquet, it is a great occasion, so you should say less."
She was the only cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Realm in the entire venue, so Fu Cheng had to give her some face. He sneered and said nothing more.
Heng Bai didn't dare to act presumptuously among the many Dongxu period masters. He could only look anxiously outside the immortal platform, looking at the numerous green mountains under the moonlight and lights, with his fingers clenched tightly, wondering whether Senior Brother Xie... would come
The moonlight and lights illuminated the Yasha Peak of Fuhua Sect. This peak was named "Yasha", and naturally it was shrouded in the shadows of the mountains all year round, and it was even more gloomy at night. This place was remote and could only be reached by passing through the main peak Xuanji Peak. Ordinary disciples dared not set foot there, resulting in Yasha Peak being lonely and overgrown with weeds all year round.
There is a large medicine shop on Yasha Peak, with twin red hibiscus flowers blooming in the place where the moonlight is brightest.
Jing Chen, who had been sitting on the black stone watching, was startled by the slight footsteps. She looked up in surprise and saw a man in black walking towards her on the snowy ground.
Jing Xinchen was frightened and shrank back, saying fearfully: "Who are you? How did you get here?"
Yu Yu thought to himself, of course I came here on foot, can you use the formation here to stop our leader? But all his complaints were hidden in his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and smiled a little bit meanly and a little evilly: "Don't be afraid, young lady, I won't hurt you."
Jing Xichen's face turned as pale as paper, and he trembled: "What are you going to do?"
"I just want to borrow something from you?" A small dagger appeared in Yu Xin's hand, and he smiled and said goodbye to Jing Chen without hesitation.
"Ah—" Jing Xichen suddenly squatted down, hugged his head with one hand, and screamed with tears in his eyes.
"Fei Yu, save me!"
—Fei Yu, save me.
“Stop!” The endless sea of red flowers was separated by a water curtain barrier. He could see Jing Xichen, but Jing Xichen could not see him.
"I say!" Feiyu's eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, his voice trembling, he knelt on the ground, covered his chest, panted heavily and said hoarsely: "I say. Let her go, let her go." He smiled sadly, suddenly raised his voice and asked: "She is already a useless woman now, what else do you want, what do you want to let her go?!"
The most insane thing is to be angry when you are restrained. At this moment, all the coldness and gloom were shattered, and Feiyu's eyes were filled with anger and hatred, burning as if burning his own soul.
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes to look at him. The moonlight was cold, and his eyes were also cold and undulating. His robe passed over the bright red flowers, and for a moment he could tell which color was more pure and clean. Seeing Feiyu struggling in pain, Xie Shiyi also said casually, "What did you destroy at the auction?"
Fei Yu's fingers tightly grasped a handful of soil and he said in a hoarse voice, "Modan, I destroyed the Modan."
Xie Shiyi asked calmly, "The Qin family hangs out in all kinds of black markets and auctions in Zijinzhou. Is this what they sell?"
Feiyu: “Yes.”
Xie Shiyi nodded and said, "Go on. Tell me what you know." In fact, even after this trip, he already had a rough idea of the ins and outs of the matter.
Fei Yu was silent for a long time before he said hoarsely, "I went to the black market that day because I was ordered to kill that demon. When he escaped from Zijinzhou, he stole a lot of magic pills. The Qin family was afraid that he would be implicated, so they asked me to destroy the body and eliminate all traces."
Xie Shiyi's tone was as light as snow, and he smiled gently: "Under orders? Under whose orders, Jing Yuyu or Qin Changxi?"
Feiyu spoke.
Xie Shiyi said: "Did the magic pill come from the Baibashi Temple?"
Feiyu said: "I know."
Xie Shiyi nodded and said nothing more.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze. Fei Yu stared at a half-opened lily at Xie Shiyi's feet. He felt pain all over his body, his throat was full of blood, and his eyes were red. The pressure from the peak of the Spiritualization Stage was enough to make him suffer from the torment of his soul.
He knew that Xie Ying would kill him.
In fact, after meeting the young leader of the Immortal Alliance in Nanshi, he had already anticipated today's dead end.
At the beginning, he had some hope. He was so lucky that Xie Ying was completely distracted by the young man in blue at that time that he didn't even pay attention to them. Sure enough, this hope was just his delusion.
The stone was as white as ice and glass, and how could he be so easily deceived by a man who had been sitting high in the Jade Palace for a hundred years? There were traces of grass, snakes, and clues, and any detail was enough to kill him.
"Alliance leader, it has been done."
Yu Xi came over and took out a small bottle from his sleeve.
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yu Yu looked down at Fei Yu and asked, "Alliance leader, what should we do with this situation now?"
Xie Shiyi took the bottle with his slender hands and said calmly, "It can be disposed of."
Yu Yu: "Yes."
Xie Shiyi turned and left, and the water curtain barrier suddenly shattered.
As the cold pressure left, Fei Yu's tense spirit relaxed instantly, and the last breath that supported him dissipated. He spit out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the pure white petals.
"Fei Yu!" After the water curtain dissipated, Jing Chen also saw him, and immediately jumped down from the black stone in a hurry. The white hem of her skirt swept across the sea of flowers, and her calves were bony under her skirt.
"Fei Yu, are you okay? How are you?" She had covered the bloody wound on her eyebrow with her hand before, but now she ignored it completely, lowered her head, tears in her eyes, clear and pure, full of worry.
The moment Feiyu's fingers touched him, his whole body trembled. He held his breath tightly and climbed out of bed, covering his chest. The mute said respectfully, "I'm fine, Miss. I'm sorry to have frightened you."
Jing Chen: "Let me check your injury."
Fei Yu quietly came forward, one step away from her, and said quietly: "It's OK."
Qin Changxi stood in front of the stone pillar of Xuanji Hall and looked at the reliefs on the pillar with great interest.
The picture above vividly depicts a red flower. Two flowers on one plant, twin flowers. These flowers often grow intertwined along a stem, absorbing the same nutrients, competing with each other until they die.
Jing Yu ordered the Tinglan Secret Realm to be opened, and only came out after everything was done. The candlelight fell on Jing Yu's face, and she said in a cold tone: "Third Master Qin."
When Qin Changxi heard her words, he immediately straightened up, put the folding fan into his sleeve and said respectfully, "Master."
Jing Yuyu said, "Let's go. Come with me to announce the rules to the leaders of each clan."
Qin Changxi said: "Yes."
At the hour of You, Jing Yu finally arrived. A cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage could condense clouds and mist, and she also came from the air. She was wearing a fluttering blue skirt and had an unparalleled grace. She seemed like a fairy, appearing on the top of the Jade Mountain and under the moon on the Jade Terrace.
However, none of the clan leaders dared to appreciate such a beautiful painting. When they saw her, they all raised their heads in fear, stood up, bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, clan leader."
Jing Yu smiled and said, "Sorry for waiting for you all."
She walked forward, her steps filled with a clear light that blended with the sky. The pressure of the Spiritualization Stage flowed unintentionally, covering the sky with no force, and the whole audience stopped laughing.
"The Fuhua Sect is honored to host this Qingyun Conference. I am grateful to all the elders for coming. I have been looking forward to this kind of grand event in the cultivation world for a long time... Hmm, what is this?"
Jing Yuyu suddenly stopped talking, his eyes fell on the empty seat next to Tianshu, and he stopped.
The air was quiet for a second. After looking at each other for a long time, her red lips slowly curled up, her eyes quietly turned to Tianshu, and she smiled and said, "The Forget Love Sect is here, you guys."
She spoke with a smile, but her expression was unpredictable and her almond-shaped eyes were full of coldness.
Tianshu didn't have time to speak.
Jing Yuyu was already smiling, tilting her head, and said lightly: "It's the You hour. Since the Grand Elder hasn't come yet, he must be very busy. In that case, he will come. Third Master Qin, there is one more seat. You can sit here." Her light words put Tianshu and Hengbai in the most embarrassing situation, and she slapped Wangqing Zong hard in the face.
Liuguang Sect's Fucheng Chief couldn't help but sneer, full of gloating.
Jing Yu usually would deliberately make trouble for Wang Nan Qing Zong. But this time, it was easy to find a loophole, and since the new hatred and old grudges were combined, of course he would show some mercy.
Qin Changxi's lips under the mask slowly curled up, and he raised his folding fan to salute: "Then Changxi will respectfully obey your command."
Tianshu wanted to say something, but the pressure that Jingyu accidentally released made him speechless. This is why the nine major sects always have a leader of the Void Stage to lead the team. When facing a Spiritualization Stage cultivator, the Mahayana Stage does not even have the qualifications to resist.
The Third Master Qin, Qin Changxi? The Qin Family of Zijinzhou? The other elders all looked stern.
Qin Changxi wore a silver mask, smiled, waved his folding fan, and walked towards the chair closest to the front.
The others secretly exchanged glances, all of them half sighing and half sympathizing for the Forget Love Sect's Grand Elder who had yet to show up.
Qin Changxi sat down, which was a naked humiliation.
But the Wangqing Sect was in the wrong first, so even if Chang Xi came back, he might not dare to fight with Qin Changxi.
Heng Bai's face turned pale and he was anxious, but as soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, he immediately felt an inexplicable spiritual power strangling his throat.
Qin Changxi was about to sit down calmly and anxiously. But before he approached the chair, a piece of pear blossom fell from the tree behind the chair. It was light and fluttering, but it was like a strong wind with a sharp edge - it turned into a sharp blade and cut the folding fan in his hand.
Dong. Half of the folding fan fell on the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
Qin Changxi raised his head suddenly.
In the hall filled with lanterns, Xie Shiyi walked down from the cloud platform. His snow-white clothes were stained with dust, and his wide sleeves were like clouds. He asked calmly, "Is it the hour of the twilight?"
Is it the You hour? No. If we really count by the hours, we still need one stick of incense.
The moment he appeared.
The entire fairy banquet was like boiling water freezing over, solidifying in an instant.
Mirror jade smiled.
Qin Changxi held a half-broken folding fan and pursed his lips into a straight line.
Xie Shiyi walked forward. This was the first time he appeared in front of the Nine Sects after a hundred years of seclusion. All of them dared not speak, their bodies were stiff, but their minds were already full of thoughts.
As Xie Shiyi approached, the familiar thin shark veil came into view, and the cold and cold steps leading to the sky wall of the Jade Palace appeared.
Everyone's faces turned pale and they said in unison.
"Greetings, leader."
"Greetings, leader."
Qin Changxi was also shocked. He had no idea why Xie Shiyi would appear here.
Jing Yu's expression changed in an instant, her eyes flickered, and then she smiled and said, "Du Wei?"
Xie Shiyi: "Did you want Qin Changxi to sit here just now?"
Jing Yuyu's expression changed slightly, and he smiled and said, "Is this the case? It's just a misunderstanding. I thought you were here."
Xie Shiyi didn't say much to her.
Qin Changxi stood aside, his friendly smile restored under the silver mask, and he leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Alliance leader, please."