Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

What Chu Qianji wanted to hide was what he and Di Wu wanted to know.

Things have come to this.

He must let Chu Qianji speak.

Dongji said with a playful smile: "I won't ask you about the inheritance and secrets of Xuanmen. What can't be revealed? We just want the truth. Could it be that the Yin-Yang Compass is not as good as the secrets of Xuanmen?"

Chu Qianji remained silent and could not tell his emotions.

"If you don't want the Yin-Yang Compass, then I will send it to the Jiang family in the God Realm. I think their ancestors will be extremely happy." Dongji finished his threatening words with a smile.

Finally, fluctuations appeared in Chu Qianji's eyes, his aura leaked out, and the pressure belonging to the saint spread in the attic.

Chu Qianji's face was as cold as frost, "Are you Dongji Netherworld?"

"Oh, you can recognize me, I'm surprised." Dongji seemed unaffected by the coercion, and leisurely picked up the tea and drank it.

It's just that his other hand was put down.

What he holds in his hand is the Yin-Yang Compass.

An ancestral motto of Chu Qianji Xuanmen: If you encounter the Netherworld in the East, avoid it.

But the strength of Dongji Nether in front of him was far inferior to him.

And he can destroy the opponent's body with just one move.

Chu Qianji could not find out why the ancestors established this ancestral precept.

So his coercion was aimed at Di Wu.

In the inherited memory, Di Wu is the contracted beast next to Empress Houtu, and his qualifications are extremely poor.

Empress Houtu spent countless resources on this contracted beast.

Its strength is still at the emperor level.

With these resources, any beast can grow to the supreme level.

The relationship between Diwu and Dongji is deep. As long as Diwu is injured, Dongji will definitely be restricted.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, a crisp and sweet voice sounded.

"Did I come by accident?"

Dongji looked happy, "Xiao Qingran, you came just in time, come in quickly."

In an instant, the pressure in the attic disappeared.

Diwu and Dongji suddenly felt relieved.

Chu Qianji looked at the visitor in shock. She had been promoted to Taoist Saint!

He remembered that the realms after the imperial realm were the nine heavens and ten emperors, the co-lord of heaven and earth, the lord of saints, the sage of Tao, the lord of origin, and the saint...

Ordinary cultivators who want to successfully advance to Tao Saint must prepare five Tao fruits.

When the God Clan fell, the Dao Fruit Tree was also destroyed.

As a result, the Tao Fruit in later generations became less and less used, and the number of powerful people who advanced to the imperial realm decreased sharply.

It is precisely for this reason that the ancestors were worried about the strength of Xuanmen's successors.

In order to preserve the strength of the Xuanmen sect leader, there is a rule that the former sect leader sacrifices himself to fulfill the next sect leader.

None of their Xuanmen could get Tao Fruit, but Feng Qingran, an immortal cultivator who appeared after ancient times, found five of them at once.

wrong!

Except for the problem of Daoguo.

There is still time.

Feng Qingran couldn't live long, so why could he become a Taoist?

He also became a fifth-level Taoist!

This kind of promotion speed is beyond the reach of even the great masters from the prehistoric era.

Chu Qianji suddenly understood why God was focusing on Feng Qingran's fate.

Even in order to successfully seize Feng Qingran's luck.

God did not hesitate to spend resources and did everything possible to cultivate an emperor.

The funny thing is, God's plan failed.

A powerful and powerful emperor in the immortal world who covers the sky with only one hand.

Step by step.

Strict calculation.

Feng Qingran was unable to deal with it.

To put it bluntly, it can only be described as ridiculous.

Chu Qianji couldn't help but think of another Taoist ancestral motto: Those with strong luck can only make friends and not offend.

It seemed that there was no chance of a good relationship between him and Feng Qingran.

After all, what he did when he was in the Land Abandoned by the Gods indirectly led to Feng Qingran's tragic death.

"Miss Feng, please sit down." Chu Qianji took the initiative to invite.

Feng Qingran walked to the Eight Immortals table and chose a seat next to Chu Qianji to sit down.

From this position, you can have a clear view of the situation outside the attic.

You can just see the entrance of Qinghe Tower.

So that day was not her imagination, there was indeed someone in this attic.

Feng Qingran observed for a few times, then withdrew his gaze, and said with a majestic look: "Master Chu, I came here to ask about Xuanmen and Cang Xuanji."

Dongji frantically gave Feng Qingran a thumbs up.

This aura is simply much stronger than theirs.

"I can answer what Miss Feng wants to ask, but I want the Yin-Yang compass in his hand." Chu Qianji pointed directly at the East Pole.

"I can give you things, but you must ensure that what you tell is the truth." Dongji responded.

Chu Qianji hesitated.

Feng Qingran said calmly: "Master Chu, you are the only one left in the Xuanmen. No matter how many ways you save your life, I'm afraid I can't withstand such an enemy."

All the disciples of Xuanwai died in the place abandoned by the gods.

All Xuan Nei disciples died at the hands of the Jiang family. Even if one or two escaped, they have long since disappeared.

But looking at Chu Qianji's appearance, he didn't seem to know.

Chu Qianji's shock at this moment didn't seem to be fake.

"I want to know the truth behind the demise of Xuan Nei and Xuan Wai." Chu Qianji quickly calmed down and said.

There is no such information in his inheritance, which means that the previous sect leader did not know this information.

Feng Qingran said: "I can tell you, but what do you want in exchange?"

Chu Qianji was silent for a moment, "I can tell you whatever you want to know."

"One, Cang Xuanji, two, Tianquan Plan, three, Feng Qingwu."

"Okay." Chu Qianji agreed.

The Tianquan plan is a conspiracy of the Jiang family.

Xuanmen was not involved in the whole process and told Feng Qingran that it was okay.

Feng Qingwu and the master of the Qiankun Sect have a close relationship and are not enemies.

Only Cang Xuanji, Chu Qianji couldn't be sure.

Chu Qianji wanted to use deduction techniques to explore the relationship between Feng Qingran and Cang Xuanji.

But the strange thing is that it cannot be deduced.

Nothing about Feng Qingran could be investigated.

He couldn't even see Feng Qingran's detailed experience in the land abandoned by the gods.

The only thing Chu Qianji could think of was that it might be related to the way Feng Qingran cultivated.

"Who is Miss Feng Cang Xuanji?"

"What do you think, Master Chu?" Feng Qingran also wanted to test the extent of Chu Qianji's calculations.

Dongji and Diwu have almost no sense of existence.

Chu Qianji thought for a moment and then slowly said: "Cang Xuanji is a chess piece selected by Xuanmen."

"But there are requirements in the Xuanmen rules. When doing things in Xuanmen, you should never get your hands dirty."

"After careful planning, our ancestors decided to use the word love to plot against Cang Xuanji."

"Xuanmen has taken a fancy to the Ning family's ancestral treasure, which is a pair of love gu."

"This love voodoo can ignore the practitioner's strength. As long as the other party is planted with child voodoo, the other party will be devoted to the owner of the mother voodoo."

"So the ancestors at that time chose a woman from Xuan Nei to marry the head of the Ning family at that time."

"After Xuan Nei married into the Ning family, she gave birth to a son, Ning Qiong Ling."

"Ning Qiongling's qualifications are extremely poor, and she is completely unworthy of Cang Xuanji. Cang Xuanji is the young master of the Cang family, and she is also the proud daughter of all walks of life. She is powerful..."