After the war, clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess at the same time.
At the same time, it is also necessary to find out the cause of the incident, and it cannot be unclear after a battle.
Feng Qingxiu is now a senior executive of Kun-Lai, and has the honor to enter the highest-level discussion site.
The ceremonial hall is empty and flat, with a height of two feet, and the decoration is very simple and solemn. There are dozens of sets and several cases around, and the leaders of various peaks and veins are seated.
Pavilion Master An sat in the hall with his legs stretched out, and reached out for Guan Yuli to remove the alien infuriating qi from the wound on her hand. Feng Qingxiu heard Mrs. Guan say that a person's infuriating qi is like blood, and each is different. The meridians are invaded by other infuriating qi, which can easily damage the meridians and cause various injuries that are difficult to heal. Qingdifeng has studied hundreds of infuriating qi for this purpose, and divided them into five elements, eight trigrams, yin and yang, and mixed Yuan Dafa, and studied separately. There are different ways to pull out...
And the elder Yan who provoked the war was tied by a white string to his wrist, and also stood in the middle of the hall, looking coldly at the people sitting around him with a high look. He looked like thirty people with a straight face. Majestic, with no old-fashioned appearance, especially with blood on the front of his clothes, but unfortunately a circle of bruises and bruises on his face destroyed his majesty.
Next to him, Yi Meng Qing Nv was staring at him with a tender look, as if a bride who was about to get married was staring at her dowry, which was incomparably bound to win.
"...How do I know that Yanhui suddenly went crazy and rushed into my sword pavilion, and said that I hurt his grandson," An Xian waved her hand like a queen, with an expression I didn't know, "I'm the kind of person who likes to cause trouble. What? Who is his grandson, should I take a second look at someone who can't take my sword? Is it necessary to get hurt?"
Yan Zhao shook his head in disbelief. When it comes to causing trouble, the peak masters from Kun-Lai are not An Xian's opponents. Disdain to talk about panic, so she said she didn't remember being hurt, so she definitely didn't remember.
"That guy doesn't say anything." Yan Zhao glanced at the arrogant man in the middle who regarded himself as a martyr and said nothing, and fell into deep thought for a while. Although he fought with Ziyun Dao, Ziyun and Kunlai It's not yet time for a large-scale war, so do you want to use some means to get him to speak
"I can definitely get him to speak," Yimeng Qingnu said quietly, "and I promise to give it back to you in its entirety."
"Didn't you just demolish a cultivator Ziyun who was in the Spirit Transformation stage?" Bai Shuixian looked up at her, feeling that her disciples and grandsons had already surpassed her predecessors.
"That's no fun anymore," Yimeng Qingnv disagreed, "I can occasionally tear one down in Kun-Lai during the Spirit Transformation Stage, but it doesn't give me much inspiration."
She has long wanted to carefully study the difference between a Daoist powerhouse and a Spirit Transformation cultivator, but even if she is as strong as Kun-Lai, she is not rich enough to take a Daoist Daoist to dismantle her, and her uncle cooperated with her back then. Once, I didn't know why I didn't want to cooperate anymore.
"Come on! It's over to you. You must have tried your best to keep him from recruiting, so that you can spend more time playing!" He couldn't be more clear about Qingnv's temperament, but Yan Zhao still didn't want it. After all, he gave it to Qingnv. Then a big revenge.
"Then why are you playing! It's for the great cause of Kun-Lai!" The young girl walked to Yan Zhao's side with a little grievance, and tugged at the other's arm with a small hand, and said coquettishly, "Don't think too much about a little thing."
The green witch's rare soft voice made all the peak masters shuddered, and Yan Zhao couldn't bear it any more: "Okay, let go, it's up to you!"
Enemy is hatred. Anyway, An Xian killed a Ziyun Dao elder in Central Continent before, and he has long been hated.
The young girl was overjoyed, Xie didn't say a word, a azure light rolled over, and the prisoner was taken away, and everyone was speechless.
"How many disciples have not returned?" Yan Zhao turned to ask the peak masters.
The peak owners reported the number of people on their peaks one by one.
Fortunately, the situation has been a little nervous recently, so there are very few disciples going to Ziyun Dao City—except for some places with abundant spiritual energy, which are the residences of immortals, other places are just ordinary people, and there is nothing to stroll around.
When Feng Qingxiu finally reported the number of people, it was discovered that the entire Kun-Lai whereabouts were unknown to a total of twelve disciples, and all of them were Wen Jianfeng disciples. Jianyi, the incident happened suddenly, and An Xian didn't have time to bring those disciples out.
As for the loose cultivators who came with the group... Kun-Lai didn't care.
"My sword pavilion is supported by a great formation, and Qiao Qiao is also there. At that time, it should be hidden," An Xian frowned, "In another hour, Zi Yundao should have a reply, and they dare not hurt him. My disciple's life."
After the war, Ziyun Dao suffered serious losses, and they should exchange disciples for each other. It is impossible for Kun-Lai to kill all the monks they caught. Whether it is to redeem or exchange them, or send these monks to mine spiritual mines, it is all the same. The content of the next game.
"Who is Qiaoqiao?" Yan Zhao asked.
"One of the apprentices I hired is quite smart." An Xian pouted, "He has been taking care of the sword pavilion for hundreds of years."
"Can I live under you for a hundred years?" Yan Zhao couldn't help but nodded, "That's a talent."
An Xian's hand holding the sword for manicure suddenly paused, and chuckled, "Master, do you want to fight me again?"
Yan Zhao's face turned cold, and he said angrily: "You hit the octopus last time, and Jianfeng's affairs are piled up like a mountain, you should hurry to deal with it, otherwise I will stop your salary this year and see how you pay back the money you owe! No one can help you now!"
"Anyway, no one dares to let me pay it back." An Xian disagreed.
"I swiped directly on their net, see if you can pay it back," Yan Zhao said indifferently, "I heard that Jianfeng was asked to buy the most expensive sword test stone a few days ago, right?"
"… "
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After the discussion, Feng Qingxiu returned to Chasing Cloud Peak alone.
People came and went on the peak, and the medical practitioners brought by the young girl were all beaming, discussing how many prisoners they had bought this time, and also discussing where to rent one and stay in The Kun-Lai cultivators who were recovering from Chasing Yunfeng closed their mouths, tightened their necks, and tried to minimize their presence.
Feng Qingxiu was about to go back to the room and whisper to the paper figurine master when she saw a crumpled paper figurine crawling out of his arms.
I actually pinched Master!
Feng Qingxiu felt extremely distressed in an instant, holding the paper figurine in the palm of her hand and touching and pressing, which smoothed out the paper figurine's wrinkles.
The paper figurine stayed for a moment, stunned by the apprentice doing whatever he wanted for a long time, until the apprentice let go before returning to normal.
The apprentice's hands are so slippery...
"Okay!" The paper figurine patted his apprentice's hand, trying to make his voice normal, and said, "Hei Snake has a picture book there, go and bring it to your Senior Brother Yang."
"But Master, the black snake is still in the city and has not returned to Feilai Peak." Feng Qingxiu had just counted the heads and was very clear, "It said that a snake has quietly eaten up his mice, and he wants to find justice."
that stupid snake...
However, this trivial matter is not difficult for a human being. Ji Yunlai recalled it for a while, stretched out a picture book from the void, and said, "Give this to you, Senior Brother Yang."