This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    "Stolen?" Feng Ci was stunned, and his voice couldn't help but amplify, "How is this possible?!"

    Pei Qianyue was completely hidden in the darkness, and his expression was not real. He didn't seem to mention it very much, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little remorseful: "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of the master."

    "What does this have to do with it?" Feng Cinai, "I left it in Lingwu Mountain, not to see the door."

    Feng Ci was separated from the body in Lingwu Mountain back then, and the body that was left naturally fell into a deep sleep, and the body was different except that it would not rot.

    Someone would come to steal his body, it's not really that weird.

    Because in the cultivation world, there was indeed a case of stealing the dead body of a cultivation power.

    After the power of cultivation reaches a certain realm, the realm of physical cultivation is still there. The flesh, organs, bones, and even a trace of hair of this kind of flesh are extremely precious things.

    The most common usage is that it is used by some evil cultivators to refine puppets, or to possess souls to steal homes.

    Wind Ci was to prevent this kind of thing from happening back then, so many restrictions were set up in Lingwu Mountain, and no one was allowed to set foot there.

    It didn't arrive, but this happened.

    A lot of questions popped up in Feng Ci's mind, and he said, "Has he fought against the person who stole the body?"

    Pei Qianyue was silent for a moment, and nodded lightly.

    "Can't even beat it?"

    Feng Ci believes that with Pei Qianyue's temperament, he will not watch others take his body away, and he will do his best to stop him.

    At that time, Pei Qianyue had been practicing for nearly three thousand years, but who was it? Not only did he break into the Lingwu Mountain array, but even Pei Qianyue couldn't deal with it.

    Wait, three hundred years ago…

    Wind Ci suddenly said: "So, it is because my body was stolen that I left Lingwu Mountain and came to Langfeng City? The formation of the Immortal Alliance is to use the power of the cultivation world for me Get your body back, right?"

    Pei Qianyue: "Yes."

    Wind: "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."

    Nothing.

    The corpse seemed to evaporate from the world and never appeared again.

    I don't know what happened, Pei Qianyue clenched his hand on the table, and his fingertips trembled 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 about, calm down."

    The red light was fleeting, and Pei Qianyue lowered his head slightly.

    He was blindfolded, but Feng Ci felt that a shape of eyes fell on the hand that covered the back of Pei Qianyue's hand.

    Feng Ci quietly retracted his hand, cleared his throat, and said with relief: "If the body is lost, it will be lost, just find it back. Now that the two of us are joining forces, I am afraid of what it is. Can't we handle it?"

    His statement seemed to be very useful to Pei Qianyue, the latter raised his eyebrows and replied softly: "Okay."

    There are two reasons for Feng Ci to find his physical body. One is that he is still very unaccustomed to this young man’s figure; All his power.

    If the catastrophe foretold by Heaven really comes, he is not sure if his body can handle it.

    But now, there is a third reason.

    —He didn’t want his body to be messed around with.

    In addition to these, whether or not he can return to his original body is actually not that important to Feng Ci.

    It's just a shell.

    But Pei Qianyue didn't seem to like him, his face finally eased down again, Feng Ci noticed, and quickly said: "But of course, it's best to be able to get back the original body, of course. It's easier to do things."

    "Yes." Pei Qianyue said meaningfully, "Indeed."

    Words: "?"

    Why do I always feel that there is something deeper in him.

    Feng Ci did not continue to study it carefully. Although his family black has behaved well in front of him recently, in fact, his temper is still elusive.

    Who knows where he is.

    Feng Ci decided to go back to the main topic: "Is there any clues about my flesh now?"

    Pei Qianyue shook his head: "No."

    Wind Ci: "Then it seems that I can only put this aside in advance."

    Pei Qianyue heard what he meant, he said, "Master, do you have any other plans now?"

    Wind Ci said: "Do you know that there is a place called Hanshan Temple?"

    Pei Qianyue: "But that Hanshan Temple in Gusu?"

    "I don't know."

    Feng Ci just remembered that the monk in the dream mentioned this name before, as for where the temple was, he did not know.

    He didn't tell the content of the dream, but Pei Qianyue didn't chase after him.

    Pei Qianyue raised his hand and waved, and golden words appeared in the air.

    It was the list of immortals that Pei Qianyue showed him under the roots of the banyan tree.

    Fengci didn't read the name above carefully at that time, but when I searched carefully, I noticed that there was indeed a Hanshan Temple inside.

    But...

    "This Hanshan Temple is very late in the line?" Feng Ci.

    According to Pei Qianyue's statement, all the immortal gates that have been killed so far have been attacked according to the ranking of this list.

    Starting from the return of Fengci, the twelfth Tianxuan Sect, the thirteenth Qingyang Sect, the tenth Changmen, and the fifteenth Yagu have been destroyed one after another, and the order is correct.

    But this Hanshan Temple is already ranked 23rd.

    The wind words were astonished: "Could it be that the front—"

    "No." Seeming to know what Fengci said, Pei Qianyue took the lead to explain, "I have sent people to watch all the famous immortals on this list, but there are no immortals. News of the attack on the door."

    Inspiration: "Then why..."

    Pei Qianyue said: "In the past few months, people in the cultivation world have been panicked. Especially recently, more and more immortals have surrendered to the immortal alliance, or dismissed their inner disciples."

    "If the sects that have intentionally joined 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 dimmed one by one.

    Among the remaining fairy gates, the first one is…

    Wind Ci said solemnly: "Hanshan Temple."

    "Yes." Pei Qianyue said, "Hanshan Temple, I'm afraid it is the next target of the real murderer behind the scenes."

    Hanshan Temple is an ancient temple of the former dynasty. The temple is filled with Buddhist practitioners who major in Buddhism.

    Master Huikong, the abbot of Hanshan Temple, was also a great master in the cultivation world. However, Master Huikong was devoted to Buddhism and did not want to be involved in the disputes in the cultivation world. Therefore, he refused to join the Xianmeng when it was established, and chose to live in seclusion in Hanshan Temple and no longer set foot in the mundane world.

    Feng Ci listened to Pei Qianyue's introduction and didn't answer.

    If the Hanshan Temple in the dream and the Hanshan Temple in this list are the same place, then this matter is probably more complicated than his image.

    Feng Ci lowered his head, his eyes fell on his palm.

    He seemed to be able to remember that in the dream he grabbed the monk's neck, and the feeling of the monk's whole body being poured into his body, so real and so... terrifying.

    Wind Ci: "How is Hanshan Temple now?"

    Pei Qianyue said: "Everything is business as usual."

    The eyeliner he sent will always report the news of those sects, at least so far, Hanshan Temple has not been robbed.

    Feng Ci sighed in relief: "That's good."

    The dream he had last night was indeed just a foreshadowing.

    It hasn't happened yet, it's too late.

     Feng Ci said: "I'll go there in person."

    Pei Qianyue still had no reason for him, just nodded: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

    Feng Ci opened his mouth, still a little bit interested in Pei Qianyue's behavior of leaving a bunch of mess. But he has been with Pei Qianyue for so long, and he has completely realized how stubborn this person is, and it is impossible to persuade him to come back.

    Stubbornness, no one else can refute it, or you will be angry.

    When I get angry, the devil will attack again.

    Feng Ci sighed in her heart.

    If he goes, let him go, my own cub, what else can I do besides coaxing?

    ***

    However, Feng Ci believes that he has more conscience than Pei Qianyue.

    Since he knew that there was no difference in Hanshan Temple for the time being, before leaving, he simply sorted out the affairs to be dealt with in the faction. A small number of urgent, important, and needing the city lord's decision, directly pressed Pei Qianyue to make a decision on the spot, so that Xiao would not look back and be devastated, not knowing how to deal with it.

    This part of the business was dealt with all afternoon.

    When the two came to Sendai, it was almost dark.

    In the distance, the sky is full of red clouds.

    Wind Ci sat down all day with back pain, stretched her waist and yawned as soon as she walked out the door: "I was really wise when I left the world of self-cultivation. I'm tired of fighting with demons."

    Pei Qianyue walked out behind him: "Master, you have to go back to rest. I had a relationship with Master Huikong back then, so I can go to Hanshan Temple."

    "No need." Feng Ci waved his hand, "I'll take care of you when I go, and..."

    He has something very important that he needs to confirm himself.

    Wind Ci did not explain much, and the two walked down to Sendai. After the Xianmeng rebels were captured, Langfeng City's forbidden air formation was rebuilt, even if Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue and Yu Jian left, they could only wait until they left the mountain gate.

    But as soon as the two came down to Sendai, a disciple came over.

    "The city master, the master of Lingxiaomen has arrived and is asking in front of the mountain gate."

    Wind Ci was surprised: "So fast?"

    I heard that Xuan Yangzi, the sect master of Lingxiao Sect, has been in seclusion for several months, and the affairs of the faction are handed over to his junior and senior juniors. What's more, Pei Qianyue's move actually meant a feast of Hongmen, so Fengci thought that Lingxiaomen would not come so quickly.

    During the day, Pei Qianyue just sent the news of Cheng Dynasty. According to the footsteps, it was only after receiving the news that he set off immediately to arrive so quickly.

    The disciple who was passed down was still kneeling in front of the two, but Pei Qianyue did not rush to answer, and turned his head to face Fengci.

    Waiting for his decision.

    Wind said: "Let's go first."

    He is the sect master of Lingxiao Sect, so it won't take long.

    Pei Qianyue did not go to the main hall, and called Xuan Yangzi directly in Qianshan Square.

    It was the evening class in Langfeng City. Many disciples, elders, and even Wen Huaiyu, who had not had time to leave, were surrounded by the square.

    When Xuan Yangzi stepped on the square in front of Langfeng City, the body of the elder Chengchao was just carried.

    I heard that the three masters of Lingxiaomen are senior brothers who grew up. Although these three brothers have completely different temperaments, they have been in a good relationship over the years. But the old man in the Taoist robe didn't even look at the corpse, walked straight ahead, and knelt down to Pei Qianyue with a plop.

    "—Xuan Yangzi's discipline is not good, I hope the city master forgives his sins!"

    Feng Ci blinked, but he would not have this attitude.

      graceful.

    Pei Qianyue stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, and said in a low voice, "Chengchao almost killed this seat, and the sect master said that he was not good at discipline?"

    "And the twenty-one elite disciples under the door..."

    More than twenty disciples of Lingxiao Sect were escorted up.

    The monks who attacked Langfeng City this time, most of them willing to surrender, have been put back by Wen Huaiyu to their respective schools.

    Only Lingxiaomen, he did not dare to deal with it without authorization.

    Those disciples of Lingxiaomen looked haggard, looking at Xuan Yangzi as if they were looking at a savior.

    "Master! Master save me!"

    "Master, we all know we're wrong Master!"

    "You save us!"

    …

    Pei Qianyue said softly, "Ah": "There are even direct disciples here."

    Xuanyangzi clenched his teeth: "...Yes."

    "But they all killed this seat." Pei Qianyue said, "Xuan Yangzi, is this the good apprentice you taught?"

      Opportunity to lead the disciples down the mountain privately!"

    "Oh?" Pei Qianyue turned to the disciples who were escorted aside, "Is that so?"

    The group of Lingxiaomen disciples responded quickly: "Yes, it is all the elders of the Cheng Dynasty who coerced us. The disciples never betrayed the city master or the Immortal Alliance!"

    "Shut up!" Xuan Yangzi shouted.

    He bent down and slammed his forehead on the ground: "The matter has been made, Xuan Yangzi does not ask the city lord to forgive, but only wishes the city lord to give me a chance to atone and deal with this group of rebel thieves with his own hands."

    Feng Ci frowned, vaguely aware of something.

    Pei Qianyue said: "Okay."

    As soon as his voice fell, Xuan Yangzi suddenly jumped. Blood had been knocked out from his forehead, but he didn't seem to notice it. He turned around neatly, waved the dust in his hand, and turned into thousands of silver threads and flew out.

    A silver light flashed, a head rolled to the ground, and blood splattered.

    A disciple of Lingxiao Sect who was standing at the front was cut off by him.

    Feng Ci frowned.

    If I remember correctly, this person is the first person to call Master Xuanyangzi.

    "Senior Brother!" "Master, spare your life!" "Master, spare your life, I dare not!"

    …

    The disciples of Lingxiaomen made a mess, but Xuan Yangzi didn't give them a chance to breathe. The whisk in his hand seemed to turn into a sharp blade, and every time he waved it, a head fell to the ground.

    Twenty-one heads and twenty-one lives were all in his hands at this instant.

    He turned his head, and his eyes finally fell on Chengchao's body.

    This open space was full of blood, Xuan Yangzi walked step by step with blood, a golden charm condensed in the palm of his left hand, and slapped the corpse fiercely—

    Boom—

    The bloodstained body of the old man was instantly shattered.

    Ashes.

      He raised his head slightly, and his eyes were so heavy that there was no trace of light.

    "This, is the City Lord satisfied?" Xuan Yangzi said in a low voice, his voice low and hoarse.

    Pop. Snapped. Snapped.

    In the silence of Wan Lai, only Pei Qianyue clapped her hands.

    "As expected of Xuan Yangzi, it really impresses me." Pei Qianyue spoke approvingly, then turned to Wen Huaiyu, "Have you seen Sect Master Wen, this is called showing loyalty."

    Wen Huaiyu looked extremely ugly, looked away slightly, and did not answer.

    Pei Qianyue didn't care, and calmly said: "Clan Master Xuanyangzi, come, since the rebel thief has already, this seat believes that this is a matter, and will not anger Lingxiaomen again."

    Xuan Yangzi kowtowed deeply to Pei Qianyue: "...Thank you, City Lord."

    ***

    Seeing what I saw, Pei Qianyue and Fengci still have things to do, and they will not delay. According to the original plan, Xuan Yangzi was given blood deed Gu, and the person was sent away.

    Obviously, Xuan Yangzi did not hesitate when he took the blood deed Gu.

    Feng resigned later and still felt amazed: "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 smashed the ashes of his grown-up junior brother. This is very cruel.

    Feng Ci sighed all the way, and came to the conclusion: "There are really no normal people in the cultivation world."

    Pei Qianyue just laughed softly.

     Said that they had left Langfeng City with Yujian at this time, and this time, Fengci finally successfully caught up with his own black snake's tailwind sword.

    He is short in stature now, standing behind the wind and still unsteady, so he agreed with Pei Qianyue's suggestion and hugged him in front of him. The dignified ancestor Qianqiu, leaning on his own cub's arms, was lazy, and didn't think there was anything wrong with them.

    Wind Ci: "However, do you really think Xuan Yangzi can be trusted?"

    "Xuanyangzi is just to keep Lingxiaomen." Pei Qianyue said, "As for whether he has any dislike, I don't know yet."

     Fengci was surprised: "I don't know?"

    Pei Qianyue: "The inner man I sent to Lingxiaomen should only find out that Chengchao has always been against his will, but the master of Lingxiaomen has never leaked anything from beginning to end. flaw."

    "...he's probably more difficult to deal with than Wen Huaiyu."

    Fengci agrees with this sentence very much: "I think his temperament, if he is crazy, it is really impossible for ordinary people to deal with."

    Langfeng City, Qingjingzong, and Lingxiao Gate, the first of these three gates are more crazy than each other. Compared with Lai Fengci, I think that the black snake inside is still mild.

    "But, if it's really acting, then Xuan Yangzi's acting skills are really amazing." Feng Ci wrapped himself in Pei Qianyue's robe to keep out the wind, and thoughtfully, "Much better than me."

    But Pei Qianyue lowered his head slightly and said calmly, "Have you ever acted?"

    Words: "…"

    Murder! !

    Although he was recognized the second time he was alone with Pei Qianyue, was he still trying to disguise himself at that time?

    Seemingly aware of Feng Ci's displeasure, Pei Qianyue changed her words without emotion: "Oh, well done."

    "It's much better than Xuan Yangzi."

    "The master is amazing."

    Words: "..."