"Stolen?" Feng Ci was taken aback, and his voice amplified a little, "How is this possible?!"
Pei Qianyue was completely hidden in the darkness, his expression couldn't be seen clearly. He didn't seem to mention this matter very much, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little self-blaming: "Sorry, I didn't take good care of the master."
"What does this have to do with it?" Feng Ci Nai said, "I didn't leave it in Lingwu Mountain to guard the gate."
Feng Ci's soul was separated from his body in Lingwu Mountain back then, and the body left behind naturally fell into a deep sleep, except that it would not rot.
Someone would come to steal his body, which is actually not a strange thing.
Because in the realm of comprehension, there have indeed been incidents of stealing the dead corpses of comprehension powers.
After reaching a certain level of cultivation, the power is gone, but the level of physical cultivation is still there. The flesh, organs, bones, and even a strand of hair of this kind of flesh are extremely precious things.
The most common usage is to be used by some evil cultivators to refine puppets, or possess souls.
In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, Feng Ci set up a lot of restrictions on Lingwu Mountain, and no one was allowed to set foot on it.
But it didn't arrive, and this kind of thing happened.
Many questions popped up in Feng Ci's mind instantly, and he asked, "Did he fight against the person who stole the body?"
Pei Qianyue was silent for another moment, then nodded slightly.
"Can't even beat him?"
Feng Ci believed that with Pei Qianyue's temperament, he would not let others take his body away, and he would do his best to stop it.
At that time, Pei Qianyue had practiced for nearly three thousand years, but who was it that not only broke into the Lingwu Mountain magic circle, but even Pei Qianyue couldn't deal with it.
Wait, three hundred years ago...
Feng Ci suddenly said: "So, it is because my body was stolen that I left Lingwu Mountain and came to Langfeng City? Forming the Immortal Alliance is to use the power of the cultivation world to find my body for me, right?"
Pei Qianyue: "Yes."
Feng Ci: "Is there no clue?"
"No." Pei Qianyue's voice sounded a little tired, "For three hundred years, I have searched almost every place in the Central Plains."
But nothing.
The corpse seemed to have evaporated and never appeared again.
For some reason, Pei Qianyue clenched his hand on the table tightly, his fingertips trembling slightly. Between the eyebrows, a faint red light flashed.
Feng Ci noticed the emotional wave of the person beside him, and quickly reached out and patted the back of his hand: "What are you thinking, calm down."
The red light was fleeting, and Pei Qianyue lowered his head slightly.
He was blindfolded, but Feng Ci felt a glaring gaze fall on his hand covering the back of Pei Qianyue's hand.
Feng Ci quietly withdrew his hand, cleared his throat, and said with relief: "If you lose your body, you will lose it, and you will just find it. Now that we are working together, is there anything we can't deal with?"
His statement seemed to be very useful to Pei Qianyue, who stretched his brows and replied softly: "Okay."
Pei Qianyue smiled beautifully, like the melting of frost and snow, blowing a gust of warm wind.
Feng Ci was caught off guard by that smile, and after a moment's distraction, he continued: "Also, it's fine even if you can't find it, it's just a body, so don't take it too seriously."
There are two reasons why Feng Ci regained his physical body. One is that he is still not used to this young man's figure; the other is that this young man's physical body is too low to exert all his strength.
If the catastrophe predicted by the Dao of Heaven really came, he was not sure if his body could handle it.
But now, there is a third reason.
—He didn't want his physical body to be messed around by others.
Apart from these, whether he can return to his original physical body is actually not that important to Feng Ci.
It's just a shell.
But Pei Qianyue didn't seem to like him, and his calm face sank again, Feng Ci noticed, and quickly said: "But, of course, it's best to get back the original body, and it's more convenient to do things."
"Yes." Pei Qianyue said meaningfully, "Indeed."
Feng Ci: "?"
Why do I always feel that there seems to be another deep meaning in him.
Feng Ci didn't go into details. Although his family Hei had behaved obediently in front of him recently, in fact, his temper was still elusive.
Who knows what he is doing.
Feng Ci decided to return to the main topic: "Are there any clues about my physical body now?"
Pei Qianyue shook his head: "No."
Feng Ci: "Now it seems that we can only put this aside for now."
Pei Qianyue heard what he meant, and said, "Master, do you have any other plans now?"
Feng Ci said: "Do you know that there is a place called Hanshan Temple?"
Pei Qianyue: "But that Hanshan Temple in Gusu?"
"I have no idea."
Feng Ci just remembered that the monk mentioned the name in the dream, but he didn't know where the temple was.
He didn't tell the content of the dream, but Pei Qianyue didn't chase him either.
Pei Qianyue waved his hand, and golden texts appeared in the air.
It was the fairy list that Pei Qianyue showed him at the root of the banyan tree.
Feng Ci didn't read the name on it carefully at the time, but now he searched carefully, only to notice that there is indeed a Hanshan Temple inside.
but…
"Is this Hanshan Temple very far behind?" Feng Ci.
According to Pei Qianyue, the order of attacks on all the immortal sects killed so far is based on this list.
From the return of Fengci, the twelfth Tianxuanzong, the thirteenth Qingyangzong, the tenth Changmen, and the fifteenth Yagu, have been exterminated one after another, and the order is correct.
But this Hanshan Temple has already ranked 23rd.
Feng Ci was shocked: "Could it be that the one in front—"
"No." Seemingly knowing what Feng Ci said, Pei Qianyue took the lead in explaining, "I have already sent people to secretly watch all the immortal sects on this list, and there has been no news of any immortal sects being attacked in the past few days."
Feng Ci: "Then why..."
Pei Qianyue said: "In the past few months, people in the cultivation world have been in panic. Especially recently, more and more immortal sects have surrendered to the immortal alliance, or dismissed their disciples."
"If the sects that intend to join the Immortal League or have dismissed their disciples are removed from this list—"
Pei Qianyue waved his hand again, and the names on the list faded away one by one.
Among the remaining fairy gates, the one ranked first is...
Feng Ci said in a deep voice: "Hanshan Temple."
"Yes." Pei Qianyue said, "Hanshan Temple is probably the next target of the murderer behind the scenes."
Hanshan Temple is an ancient temple of the former dynasty, and the temple is full of Buddhist monks who major in Buddhism.
Master Huikong, the abbot of Hanshan Temple, was once a great master of the cultivation world. However, Master Huikong devoted himself to Buddhism and did not want to be involved in the disputes in the cultivation world, so he refused to join when the Immortal League was established, and chose to live in seclusion in Hanshan Temple and never set foot in the mortal world.
Feng Ci listened to Pei Qianyue's introduction and didn't answer.
If the Hanshan Temple in the dream is the same as the Hanshan Temple in this list, then this matter is probably more complicated than he imagined.
Feng Ci lowered his head, his eyes fell on his palm.
He seemed to be able to remember the dream in which he strangled the monk's neck, and the feeling of the monk's spiritual power pouring into his body, so real and so... scary.
Feng Ci: "How is Hanshan Temple now?"
Pei Qianyue said: "Everything is as usual."
The eyeliner he sent would report news of those sects every day, at least so far, Hanshan Temple has not been robbed.
Feng Ci breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
It proves that the dream he had last night was indeed just a foreshadowing.
Things haven't happened yet, everything is still too late.
Feng Ci said, "I'll go there myself."
Pei Qianyue still didn't have his reason, just nodded: "Okay, I'll accompany you."
Feng Ci opened his mouth, still a little interested in Pei Qianyue's behavior of leaving a mess behind. But he, Pei Qianyue, has been together for such a long time, and he has completely understood how stubborn this person is, and he cannot be persuaded to come back.
It's okay to be stubborn, and others can't refute it, otherwise they will get angry.
Once angry, the demon heart will attack again.
Feng Ci sighed in his heart.
Let him go, my son, what else can I do besides coaxing him
***
However, Feng Ci thinks he has a lot more conscience than Pei Qianyue.
Now that he knew that there was no change in Hanshan Temple, before leaving, he simply sorted out the pending affairs in the faction. For a small number of urgent, important, and decisions that need to be made by the city lord, Pei Qianyue was directly pressured to make a decision on the spot, so as to save Xiao Que from turning around and being overwhelmed, not knowing how to deal with it.
This part of the business was dealt with all afternoon.
By the time the two came out to Sendai, it was almost dark.
The sky is full of red clouds in the distance, and the rays of light are reflected on the top of the snow-capped mountains, which is so beautiful.
Feng Ci had a sore back and a sore back after sitting all day, stretched his waist as soon as he walked out the door, and yawned: "It was really wise for me to leave the cultivation world back then. Dealing with these crap things is more tiring than fighting with demons."
Pei Qianyue walked out behind him: "Master, you have to go back to rest. I met Master Huikong back then, so I'll go to Hanshan Temple."
"No need." Feng Ci waved his hand, "As soon as I go, there will be someone to take care of me, and..."
He has one very important matter that needs to be confirmed personally.
Feng Ci didn't explain too much, and the two walked down Linxiantai. After the Xianmeng rebels were captured, the air-forbidden circle in Langfeng City was also repaired. Even if Fengci and Pei Qianyue left, Yujian could only wait until they left the mountain gate.
But as soon as the two of them descended to Xiantai, some disciples came looking for them.
"City Lord, the master of Lingxiaomen has arrived and is begging in front of the mountain gate."
Feng Ci was surprised: "So fast?"
I heard that Xuan Yangzi, the head of the Lingxiao Sect, has been in seclusion for several months, and all the internal affairs of the sect are handled by his younger brother. What's more, Pei Qianyue's move actually meant a Hongmen banquet, so Feng Ci originally thought that Lingxiaomen would not come so soon.
During the day, Pei Qianyue had just sent Cheng Chaoji's news. Based on the footsteps, he had to leave immediately after receiving the news to arrive so quickly.
Chuan's disciple was still kneeling in front of the two of them, but Pei Qianyue didn't answer in a hurry, and turned his head to Feng Ci.
It is waiting for him to decide.
Feng Ci said, "Let's go first."
As the head of the Lingxiao Sect, the delay will not last long.
Pei Qianyue didn't go to the main hall either, and directly summoned Xuanyangzi in the Qianshan Square.
It was the time for the evening classes in Langfeng City, and many disciples, elders, and even Wen Huaiyu who hadn't had time to leave surrounded the Qianshan Square.
When Xuan Yangzi stepped onto the square in front of Langfeng City, the body of Elder Cheng Chao had just been carried.
It is heard that the three masters of the Lingxiaomen are brothers who have grown up since childhood. Although these three brothers have completely different temperaments, they have always had a good relationship over the years. But the old man in Taoist robes walked straight ahead without even looking at the corpse, and knelt down towards Pei Qianyue with a plop.
"—Xuanyangzi's discipline is not good, I hope the city lord will forgive me!"
Feng Ci blinked, he didn't expect him to have such an attitude.
Xuan Yangzi should be the oldest among the six heads except Pei Qianyue. He has a silver silk crown and holds a whisk in his hand. His old face can vaguely reveal the demeanor of his youth.
Standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, Pei Qianyue said in a low voice: "Cheng Chao almost killed me, and the head of the sect revealed it just because the discipline was bad?"
"There are also twenty-one elite disciples under the sect..."
More than twenty Lingxiaomen disciples were escorted up.
Most of the monks who attacked Langfeng City this time were willing to surrender, and Wen Huaiyu had sent them back to their respective sects.
Only Lingxiaomen, he didn't dare to deal with it without authorization.
Those disciples of the Lingxiao Sect all looked haggard, looking at Xuan Yangzi as if they were looking at a savior.
"Master! Master, save me!"
"Master, we all know that we are wrong!"
"You save us!"
…
Pei Qianyue said "ah" softly: "There are still some personal disciples here."
Xuan Yangzi clenched his teeth: "... yes."
"But they all killed me." Pei Qianyue said, "Xuan Yangzi, is this the good apprentice you taught?"
"Lingxiao Gate never betrayed the city lord!" Xuan Yangzi said with full of air, revealing a righteous attitude, "This time, it was all the reckless and reckless actions of Cheng Chao, who took advantage of the opportunity of the old man's retreat to privately lead his disciples down the mountain!"
"Oh?" Pei Qianyue turned to the disciples who were escorted nearby, "Is this it?"
The group of Lingxiaomen disciples quickly responded: "Yes, it was the elder Chengchao who threatened us. The disciples never betrayed the city lord or the Xianmeng!"
"Shut up!" Xuan Yangzi shouted.
He bent down and slammed his forehead heavily on the ground: "The matter is done, Xuan Yangzi does not ask the city lord for forgiveness, but only hopes that the city lord will give me a chance to atone for my sins, and personally deal with these rebellious thieves."
Feng Ci's eyebrows twitched, and he vaguely realized something.
Pei Qianyue said: "Okay."
As soon as his voice fell, Xuan Yangzi suddenly turned around. Blood had already been knocked out on his forehead, but he didn't seem to notice it, he turned around neatly, waved the dust whisk in his hand, and it turned into thousands of silver threads and flew out.
With a flash of silver light, a head rolled to the ground, blood splattering.
A Lingxiaomen disciple standing at the front had his head cut off abruptly.
Feng Ci frowned.
If I remember correctly, this person was the first person to call Master Xuanyangzi.
"Eldest brother!" "Master, please forgive me!" "Master, please forgive me, I will never dare again!"
…
The disciples of Lingxiaomen were in a mess, but Xuanyangzi didn't give them a chance to breathe. The whisk in his hand seemed to turn into a sharp blade, and every time he swung it, a head fell to the ground.
The Taoist robe on Xuan Yangzi's body was already soaked in the splashed blood, the last head fell to the ground, and the whisk in his hand hung down, flowing bright red, forming a pool at his feet.
Twenty-one heads and twenty-one lives were all in his hands in an instant.
He turned his head, and his eyes finally fell on Cheng Chao's body.
This clearing was already covered with blood, Xuan Yangzi walked over bleeding step by step, a golden charm condensed in the palm of his left hand, and slapped the corpse hard—
boom-
The blood-stained corpse of the old man was instantly shattered.
Frustrated.
Xuan Yangzi knelt on the place where Cheng Chao's body was originally parked, his body was soaked in blood, and the blood smeared from nowhere slid down his side face. He raised his head slightly, his eyes were so dark that there was no light in them.
"Here, is the city lord satisfied?" Xuan Yangzi said in a low voice, his voice low and hoarse.
Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.
In the silence of Wan Lai, only Pei Qianyue clapped his hands lightly.
"As expected of Xuan Yangzi, I am really impressed." Pei Qianyue said approvingly, and then turned to Wen Huaiyu, "Did Sect Master Wen read it? This is called showing loyalty."
Wen Huaiyu's face was extremely ugly, he looked away slightly, and did not answer.
Pei Qianyue didn't care, and calmly said: "Come on, master of the Xuanyangzi sect. Since the rebels are already here, I believe this is not the case, and I won't anger the Lingxiao sect again."
Xuan Yangzi kowtowed deeply to Pei Qianyue: "... Thank you, City Lord."
***
Seeing what he was looking at, Pei Qianyue and Feng Ci still had things to do, so they didn't delay any longer. According to the original plan, Xuan Yangzi was given Blood Deed Gu, and then sent him away.
Obviously, when Xuan Yangzi took the blood deed Gu, he didn't hesitate at all.
Feng Cishi was still amazed afterwards: "He is too ruthless."
In order to prove his loyalty to Pei Qianyue, he personally killed more than 20 elite disciples under his sect, and also crushed himself as a junior who had grown up, how cruel he was.
Feng Ci sighed all the way, and came to the conclusion: "There really are no normal people in our cultivation world."
Pei Qianyue just laughed in a low voice.
It was said that they had left Langfeng City with Yujian at this time, and this time, Feng Ci finally got on the Shunfeng sword of his own black snake.
He was short now, and he couldn't stand still when he stood behind in the wind, so he agreed to Pei Qianyue's suggestion and hugged him in front of him. The majestic Qianqiu Patriarch, leaning on his son's arms to be lazy, didn't think there was anything wrong with them at all.
Feng Ci: "However, do you really think Xuan Yangzi can be trusted?"
"Xuanyangzi is just trying to keep the Lingxiao Gate." Pei Qianyue said, "As for whether he has turned his back, I don't know yet."
Feng Ci was surprised: "I don't know?"
Pei Qianyue: "The insiders I sent to Lingxiaomen only found out that Cheng Chao had been rebellious all along, but the master of Lingxiaomen never leaked any flaws from the beginning to the end."
"... He might be more difficult to deal with than Wen Huaiyu."
Feng Ci agreed with this sentence very much: "I think his temperament, if he is crazy, it is really not something ordinary people can handle."
Langfeng City, Qingjing Sect, and Lingxiao Sect, the heads of these three sects are more crazy than the other. Compared with Feng Ci, he feels that his own black snake is still mildly symptomatic.
"However, if it's really acting, then Xuan Yangzi's acting skills are really good." Feng Ci wrapped himself in Pei Qianyue's robe to block the wind, and said thoughtfully, "Much better than me."
But Pei Qianyue lowered his head slightly, and said calmly, "Have you acted before?"
Feng Ci: "..."
Murder! ! !
Although he was recognized when he was alone with Pei Qianyue for the second time, he was still trying to disguise himself at that time, okay
Seemingly aware of Feng Ci's displeasure, Pei Qianyue changed his words without emotion: "Oh, the acting was good."
"Much better than Xuanyangzi."
"Master is amazing."
Feng Ci: "..."