A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

"Qi Youqing's mother predicted what would happen in the next month, but all the things she said happened."

Unlike Qi Youqing's words, his mother's power is even stronger, and I'm afraid it's not the power of prediction.

Of course, this is just Yan Fengmian's guess.

Everyone's eyes fell on Qi Youqing, as if they wanted to get confirmation from him.

Being watched by everyone, the young man was not impatient and said in a calm tone: "Maybe, she has never told me, and she has never used it in front of me."

"But Master said so. It must be true that she can still leave me so many objects."

When talking about his mother, Qi Youqing didn't seem to have deep feelings and spoke lightly, as if he was talking about a stranger he hadn't seen for a long time.

Zang Yunzhi withdrew his eyes from Qi Youqing, gently tapped his knees with his fingers, and said slowly: "The soul I captured in the secret realm last time seems to have recognized your origin."

"But still remember, when we asked where that soul came from, what was his answer?"

Zang Yunzhi asked several people from the Cang Yan Sect who were present at the time.

Mo Yan thought for a moment and replied: "Yucheng?"

His memory is indeed pretty good, especially when it comes to things he has never heard of before. He can remember miscellaneous things very quickly.

"Yes, it's Yucheng."

Zang Yunzhi took out a scroll of spiritual power from the storage bracelet, slowly unfolded it, pointed to the two words on it and said: "We also heard this word accidentally from the Beili royal family many years ago."

At that time, he suddenly heard it in the secret realm, but he felt that it sounded familiar. There was too much news about the Prisonless Gate, and he really couldn't remember some unimportant things accurately.

Zang Yunzhi put away the scroll and his eyes fell on Qi Youqing again.

But before he could speak, Qi Youqing said what he wanted to say.

"An evil formation also appeared in the secret realm, and Yucheng was mentioned. There is also an evil formation over Beili, and Yucheng was also mentioned."

"It may be the same organization behind the scenes, but that person recognized me and said that I was from the Ancient Desolate Clan, so I may have some connection with them."

"But I have never heard of the fact. Maybe my mother knows it, but she is no longer here. I will do my best to study the ancient books she left behind. There is no other way."

Qi Youqing is very smart, he knows exactly what Zang Yunzhi is thinking.

But there was nothing he could do, because... like everyone present, he didn't know anything extra.

"Okay, now I want to find a way to find out the person behind Bei Li and block the news about the little Phoenix. If it spreads to the world of immortality, I'm afraid there will be chaos."

Yan Fengmian brought the topic back to the side and found the most important issue at the moment.

He can ignore everything else, but the matter of Bei Li Evil Formation concerns Bei Wan, and this is the most important issue.

"That's right." Qian Yue nodded, looked at Zang Yunzhi and ordered: "Let the Wuyun Sect make some noise, so that the Cangyan Sect can go down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons, and help the royal family."

"it is good!"

Zang Yunzhi responded immediately, and then said with a bit of embarrassment: "The noise can be made, but when the time comes, will it really be the Cangyan Sect who will solve the problem?"

Yan Fengmian, who has never slain demons and upheld justice for hundreds of years:...

He beheaded several members of his own school and betrayed his school with strict words:...

Mo Yan, who has a grudge against the Qingya Sect and is of demonic blood:...

All three were silent.

Because even if the Cangyan Sect wanted to go to Beili to slay demons, they might be blocked by other annoying sects.

Even though Yan Fengmian is already a strong person in the late stage of transcending the tribulation, but...

In addition to the so-called leaders and sect masters in those sects, there are also some old men who are in seclusion and trying to ascend.

Small fights are fine on weekdays, but when it comes to key issues, such as Cang Yan Sect wanting to re-establish its image and return to its peak glory again.

I'm afraid those old immortals will come out and get involved.

Qian Yue was naturally aware of Cang Yan Sect's situation, so he just sighed slowly, stood up and walked to Bei Wan's side, carefully wiped the little guy's mouth and picked him up.

"Yunzhi, can you bring back the image of Cangyan Sect in half a month?"

Zang Yunzhi's expression froze, and then he lowered his head guiltily: "Half Moon... is a little difficult."

Qian Yue looked at Mo Yan: "Child, do you want to rescue your mother and clear your name for the Cang Yan Sect?"

Mo Yan's eyes flickered, he looked at Qian Yue for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

"That will be much easier to handle. Don't worry, Qingya Sect will be in trouble this time!"

Qian Yue smiled with a chilling smile, but gently poked Bei Wan's soft little face with her hand.

Damn it, she still needs Qian Yue to do this kind of whitewashing and shady thing!

If they hadn't been unable to rebuild the Cangyan Sect due to their status, to be honest, it might not have been Yan Fengmian's turn to rebuild it.

No, after more than 200 years of reconstruction, it has not been carried forward at all. There are only a few isolated hills, and it has not continued to become a decent leader.

but……

"Well done! Found Xiao Beiwan! And taught him well!"

Qian Yue praised Yan Fengmian out of the blue, and in his confused gaze, turned around and hugged Bei Wan and left the house.

This is enough to make Yan Fengmian proud for the rest of his life.

Qian Yue did not continue to stay in Cangyan Sect. Some things required her to go to the Demon Realm in person, otherwise it would be difficult to handle.

Zang Yunzhi stayed on, saying that he would take good care of Bei Wan and not be misled by the Cang Yan Sect's supplies.

At night, Zang Yunzhi couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the little breasted dumpling who was still practicing swordplay in the backyard without sleeping.

At such a young age and with extraordinary talent, it is really practical to be able to practice swordplay over and over again without getting tired of it.

"Bei Wan~"

Zang Yunzhi leaned against the tree trunk nearby, his voice was like the moonlight, clean and translucent but somehow a little seductive.

The little guy who happened to stop after practicing a pose turned around to look.

He didn't speak, but his eyes were bright and there was some sweat on his forehead. He tilted his head and looked at him in confusion, with just two words "what for" written on his face.

Zang Yunzhi stood up straight, walked to her, squatted down, and stretched out his hand with clear joints. Under the little guy's gaze, a red flame rose up in his palm.

The moment the flames appeared, Bei Wan's attention was completely attracted.

For some reason, a sense of intimacy arose in my body.

"This is my natal fire."

Zang Yunzhi said softly, and then a smile appeared on his face. Under the red flame, there was a hint of charm.

He said: "I have been practicing swordsmanship for a long time, let's practice our natal fire!"