Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"Young Master Wugui Pavilion." Feng Junze met Shen Xiuli's scrutinizing eyes.

Shen Xiuli's expression was calm and calm.

Qin Zixuan was stunned, "You! Did you get your identity as young master wholesale?"

A young master of the Feng family.

A young master of the alliance.

A young master of Wugui Pavilion!

Qin Zixuan couldn't explain his mood at this moment.

"Junze has never admitted that he is the young master of the Feng family. I have always only recognized myself as the young master of Wugui Pavilion. What I want to do is different from the Feng family and the alliance." Feng Junze said solemnly.

Shen Xiuli raised his hand to help Feng Junze, "Master Feng, please give me a token that can prove your identity."

Feng Junze took out a black token, "This is the token of the young master of Wugui Pavilion. Senior Shen can use this token to call all the people in Wugui Pavilion in the immortal world."

Shen Xiuli accepted it politely, "Thank you very much."

Qin Zixuan looked at the token with envy and wanted to touch it.

Order from the young master of Wugui Pavilion!

This thing is much more effective than the Alliance Young Master's Order!

"Feng Junze, can you also give me a token? It doesn't have to be as powerful as Uncle Shen, as long as you can summon some people from Wugui Pavilion." Qin Zixuan approached Feng Junze and smiled mischievously.

"Isn't Mr. Qin already there?"

"What do I have? How come I don't know?"

"How do you think Mr. Qin got in touch with Wugui Pavilion?" Feng Junze smiled meaningfully.

"What?" Qin Zixuan really didn't understand.

Strangely enough, when Wugui Pavilion took the initiative to contact him, he was more shocked than anyone else.

At that time, he thought he was the chosen one!

That’s why he was selected by Wugui Pavilion.

It later turned out that wasn't the case at all.

"Master Qin, you can take out your discipleship order and have a look." Feng Junze said solemnly.

Qin Zixuan took out the disciple order and saw nothing unusual.

Shen Xiuli took Qin Zixuan's discipleship order and found that there was a very special mark under the order, which did not belong to the Vowel Holy Land.

The disciple Ling Neng was manipulated, which meant that the forces of Wugui Pavilion had penetrated into the Holy Land.

Shen Xiuli said coldly: "Wuguige's hand is stretched too far?"

When things got to this point, Feng Junze obviously didn't mind revealing more.

"It's not that Wugui Pavilion has a long hand, but that the Holy Land of Vowels is a part of Wugui Pavilion."

Qin Zixuan was shocked and said: "How is this possible? My master doesn't know this at all!"

"Of course he won't know this. He is not an orthodox Holy Master." Feng Junze said in a surprising way.

"Stop slandering my master! My master can't do anything to usurp someone else's position!" Qin Zixuan looked at Feng Junze with anger in his eyes.

Feng Junze's eyes were deep and dark, "Don't get me wrong. I only said that he is not the orthodox Holy Master, and I did not say that his position was usurped."

"Some records in your holy land have been forcibly erased."

"The original orthodox Holy Master should be Qin Keqing."

"Holy Master Ning was appointed temporarily and had no chance to accept the inheritance belonging to the Holy Master. That's why Holy Master Ning has always had a hard time dealing with matters in the Holy Land these years."

"Holy Lord Ning has paid a lot to protect the Holy Land over the years, and he also has to prevent the alliance's calculations. He is always on tenterhooks, so his cultivation is not improving at all."

Feng Junze had some respect for Ning Dongsheng.

"Aunt?" Qin Zixuan murmured in a low voice. When he was young, his aunt was extremely talented and was the most popular in the Holy Land of Vowels.

My aunt was indeed stronger than my master at that time.

Master was also influenced by his aunt to follow the Lord of God.

Later, my aunt was seriously injured and was hunted by the alliance. She resolutely severed ties with the Qin family and the Holy Land, and there has been no news from her since.

"Yuanyin, are there people from your Wugui Pavilion?" Shen Xiuli thought more comprehensively.

Qin Keqing disappeared, but Wugui Pavilion still knew the situation of the Vowel Holy Land very well.

Obviously, there are still people from Wugui Pavilion in the Holy Land.

And they had just discovered the God-Eating Formation and came to Wugui Pavilion, so they knew their purpose of coming. Someone must have reported the news to Wugui Pavilion.

"As expected of Senior Shen, he can even guess this, but I can't tell who that person is. Don't worry, as long as the Holy Land of Vowels does not join the alliance, Wugui Pavilion will not attack you."

"Is Wugui Pavilion on the side of the Lord of Heaven?" Qin Zixuan heard something.

"Yes, Wugui Pavilion was founded by the Lord of Heaven, your aunt, and my maternal grandfather's family. It is the sharpest knife in the hands of the Lord of Heaven." Feng Junze revealed a hint of pride in his tone.

Snapped! ——

Qin Zixuan slammed the table angrily, "In that case, why didn't Wugui Pavilion rescue the Lord of Heaven back then? And why did they allow the Lord of Heaven's subordinates to be killed by the Alliance?"

Feng Junze curled his lips slightly, "The Lord of Heaven naturally has his own reasons for doing things. For the rest, we just have to follow orders."

Qin Zixuan was confused when he heard this.

How could the Lord of Heaven allow her men to be killed?

Did the Lord of Heaven deliberately allow those conspiracies to succeed?

But why?

Shen Xiuli touched the young master's order in his hand, and a smile suddenly appeared on his serious face, "Don't worry, young master Feng, I will definitely handle the matter of returning to the ruins."

"Uncle Shen, why are you talking about Guixu again? Weren't we going to...hey...hey...I haven't asked Master Shen clearly yet, so why did he leave?"

Qin Zixuan howled.

Feng Junze stood up and said, "Master Qin, I will spread the news about the God-Eating Formation."

"Wait a minute, Feng Junze, I still want to ask about my aunt!"

After Qin Zixuan finished shouting, he had already left the attic.

After they came out, the attic disappeared.

Shen Xiuli looked at the attic that had disappeared and understood.

"Uncle Shen, why did you tear me out before I asked you clearly?" Qin Zixuan was about to cry but had no tears.

"You already know what you need to know, go back first."

Shen Xiuli finished speaking.

Qin Zixuan suddenly felt cold all over, and raised his eyes to meet Shen Xiuli's extremely cold gaze.

Qin Zixuan covered his mouth and said: "I understand, I understand, no one can say anything about what happened today, not even the ants on the roadside!"

Only then did Shen Xiuli grab Qin Zixuan's collar.

After burning a stick of incense, they appeared in front of Ning Dongsheng and others.

Qin Zixuan felt the coldness coming from Shen Xiuli and trembled all over, "Master, we didn't get any sacred stones when we returned to Qin's house."

Ning Dongsheng nodded slightly, "Don't worry, if you sell those Mu Jue collections, it will be enough for million."

Mu Jue:! ! !

"Dongsheng, let's try to get half of it together. Why do we only need to come out of Taichu Holy Land?"

"What is the external image of the Holy Land of Taichu these years?" Ning Dongsheng asked rhetorically.

"Well...poor." Mu Jue blushed.

"Yes, so Uncle Mu, if you gather million this time, you can change the image of your Holy Land in one go and let outsiders know that the Holy Land of Taichu is rich and wealthy!" Qin Zixuan said with a smile.

Mu Jue fell into silence, thinking about Qin Zixuan's words.

Qin Zixuan and Ning Dongsheng looked at each other and smiled, hiding their merit and fame.

Baili Wenyue took this time to send a message to Shen Xiuli: "Master, I can try to change the God-Eating Formation without spending so many divine stones."