Qin Mengyun looked around and breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he had just dreamed.
After a moment, the void twisted, and three graceful women came out lightly, followed by four young men, who looked around with solemn expressions and came to her.
The woman in front was dressed in white like snow, with a graceful figure and a cold face, not stained by any human fireworks. She was like a fairy standing in the clouds, standing quietly in the void, looking down at the men in gray.
Qin Mengyun bowed: "Master."
Lu Qingxue nodded lightly: "Is it an eye-opener?"
Qin Mengyun nodded lightly and said in admiration: "I didn't expect that there is such martial arts in the world."
"This is the first time I have seen it." Lu Qingxue said calmly: "Even I am far inferior. If you want to practice to this point, it will not be possible in a short time. Don't be greedy for success."
She could see through the passion and impulsiveness in Qin Mengyun's heart at a glance, and she wished she could reach such a state in one go. However, she knew that such a state was something that could be encountered but not sought, and it was not something that ordinary geniuses could achieve.
Although Qin Mengyun is a top genius with extremely rare talents in the world, it is almost impossible to practice the martial arts of Diewu Sect to this point. Wu Yuansi is very close to ascending to this level.
"Sect Master, how can this Sect Master Wu be so strong at such a young age?" A graceful woman next to him frowned and said, "Because he has taken the magic grass?"
"There is this reason." Lu Qingxue said calmly.
Her skin was as white as jade, her face was like a sculpture, her facial features were deeply contoured, and her profile was particularly moving. She looked at the sky lightly and said calmly: "This is the pride of heaven, and cannot be inferred by common sense."
"The magic grass is so wonderful." The other people sighed.
They all felt regretful that the Divine Demonic Grass appeared once in a hundred years but they had no chance to grab it. However, they also knew that it was not easy to obtain the Divine Demonic Grass in the first place. They had to pass the Great Dream Sect first, and then they had to rely on their ability to graduate from the Great Dream. Meng Zong grabbed the magic grass in his hand.
The story of Wu Yuansi snatching the magic grass was spread by the Dream Sect himself, and no one doubted it.
"He also got the Demonic Sword, which is the reason why his martial arts are so strong." Lu Qingxue said lightly: "Without the Demonic Grass, he couldn't withstand the backlash of the Demonic Sword, and he had already gone crazy. Now..."
She spoke and shook her head.
Qin Mengyun said hurriedly: "Master, is Brother Wu in danger?"
"Well, the Demonic Sword is an ominous sword and will definitely devour its owner." Lu Qingxue said calmly: "He can suppress him for a while, but he cannot suppress him forever. Sooner or later he will be destroyed by the Demonic Sword."
"Then hurry up and remind Brother Wu!" Qin Mengyun said hurriedly.
Lu Qingxue said: "Even if he knew the danger, he would never give up."
"Brother Wu is determined, so it may not be impossible." Qin Mengyun said.
Lu Qingxue shook her head lightly: "He is now the leader of a sect, and he can't help himself. If he really throws away the Demonic Sword, his strength will be greatly reduced, and the Feitian Sect will be in danger. With the Demonic Sword in hand, he can frighten all the sects, and the Feitian Sect can be safe for a while. "
"Alas..." Qin Mengyun sighed quietly: "It's really hard for Brother Wu!"
Lu Qingxue smiled faintly: "As a sect leader, how can you do whatever you want... Qingmeng, come here."
The void twisted, and Yang Qingmeng and Liu Jianfei appeared side by side in front of her.
"Master." Yang Qingmeng bowed.
Liu Jianfei clasped his fists.
He glanced around, showing a complicated expression.
Of course he knew the details of Chu Li. He was really surprised to see Chu Li being so strong after three days apart. He was far inferior to him. There was probably only one rival in the world, Song Wuji.
"Look, are they them?" Lu Qingxue said.
Yang Qingmeng nodded lightly: "It's them."
Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can't see the situation above, but standing at Die Wu Sect, you can see clearly what's below, as vividly as seeing lines on the palm of your hand.
"Tianfeng Sect..." Lu Qingxue frowned lightly and said calmly: "Let's go."
"Master, do you want to interrogate them one by one and find out their origins?" Qin Mengyun asked hurriedly.
Lu Qingxue said: "There is no need to interrogate him, just kill him and bury him at the foot of the mountain."
"Kill them all?" Qin Mengyun cried out.
Lu Qingxue glanced at her and said calmly: "They want to kill us, do you want to let them go?"
"...Yes." Qin Mengyun nodded slowly, his expression firm.
Without the help of Brother Wu, he and his two senior sisters would not have survived. After listening to Senior Sister Yang’s words, I knew that they had sinister intentions and wanted to capture all the disciples of the Diewu Sect. Most of the disciples of the Diewu Sect were beautiful women and fell into their hands. I can’t imagine the outcome.
Liu Jianfei suddenly spoke and said with a smile: "Sect Master, let's ask clearly. What if it's a misunderstanding?"
He gritted his teeth with hatred, not wanting to let these guys go so easily. It would be too easy for them to die. He had to ask the mastermind clearly before he could truly take revenge. Qingmeng's disaster could not go in vain.
He must take revenge, and he must find the mastermind and eradicate him completely, otherwise he will not be able to feel at ease.
"It's useless to interrogate, they won't tell." Lu Qingxue said calmly.
Liu Jianfei smiled and said: "I have some means to make them speak honestly, even if they are dead soldiers."
"...Okay, then it depends on your method." Lu Qingxue stared at him for a long time and slowly nodded.
"Thank you, sect leader!" Liu Jianfei clasped his fists.
He floated up to a middle-aged man in gray clothes, sat down cross-legged, then formed a seal with his hands, and murmured to himself. He seemed to be making a sound, but there was no sound. He could only feel something strange in the void.
After a moment, his handprint slowly touched the forehead of the middle-aged man in gray.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound like a stone falling from a high altitude, and the surrounding area seemed to vibrate.
Lu Qingxue narrowed her eyes and looked carefully. This should be Taihaofeng's secret technique.
Taihaofeng is the number one sect in Tianwaitian, and there are naturally endless miracles and secret techniques. As the top disciple, Liu Jianfei must know many secret techniques, which is like a treasure.
The middle-aged man in gray clothes sat up straight with a "huff". Except for sitting up, there was no movement around him. He opened his eyes in confusion.
Liu Jianfei said warmly: "Which disciple are you?"
"Tianfeng Sect." The middle-aged man in gray replied dully, his eyes still confused and unfocused.
Liu Jianfei asked: "Why did the Tianfeng Sect disciples suddenly become so powerful?"
"Because the secret realm is opened." The middle-aged man in gray replied dully, his words a little vague.
Liu Jianfei frowned, glanced at Lu Qingxue, and continued to ask: "When was the secret realm opened?"
"Ten days ago."
"Besides you, what stronger forces are there in the sect?"
"The elders are stronger." The middle-aged man in gray replied dully: "There are also ancestors in the secret realm."
"How many ancestors are there?" Liu Jianfei asked warmly.
"Twelve." The confused eyes of the middle-aged man in gray shone with excitement, awe and admiration: "As soon as the ancestor comes out, he will be invincible in the world!"
Liu Jianfei pointed suddenly, hitting the middle-aged man in gray clothes between his eyebrows, and he fell straight down again, unconscious.
Lu Qingxue was startled.
Liu Jianfei said: "It's no longer appropriate for him to ask again. Let's ask the next one."
Lu Qingxue nodded slowly.
Yang Qingmeng whispered: "Brother Liu, don't be brave."
She saw that Liu Jianfei was struggling and sweat was already appearing on his forehead. She felt extremely distressed and wanted to drag him away.
Liu Jianfei smiled and waved his hand: "I can still hold on."