The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Feng Qi said helplessly: "Yueying, you also know the character of my uncle-in-law. If he doesn't want to be found, no one can find him."

Moon Shadow Sword Master snorted again, "But Sword Saint is the only great man who can transcend the tribulation in the world of cultivation. In recent years, the abnormal movements in the Wilderness Valley have become more and more intense. I'm afraid that group of monsters are planning something."

Fuhua bit the fruit in his mouth and muttered, "What are you afraid of? As long as the Demon King is still sealed, those demon kings and demon generals can't turn the tables."

Huanyin nodded.

"If the Sword Master wants to show up, he will show up naturally." She said jokingly, "Maybe even if he is mixed in the crowd now, we won't be able to recognize him."

Feng Qi was just about to agree with her and change the subject, but he caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner of the huge mirror in front of him.

He was wearing a loose and lazy moon-white robe, with his black hair casually scattered. He looked like a person who had not yet woken up. He yawned while calmly walking up the stairs.

In an instant, Fengqi's eyes widened.

"???"

——Master uncle really showed up?!

He looked at Huanyin in disbelief, and for a moment he wanted to chase her and ask her if she knew any inside information.

Huanyin frowned, with a look of disgust on her face: "Fengqi, what's with that look of yours that's so disgusting?"

Feng Qi tried his best to control his impulse and conceal the emotions in his eyes.

He coughed a little unnaturally: "...Nothing."

Huanyin narrowed her eyes and stared at him suspiciously.

Even so, Feng Qi couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the corner in the mirror.

When he saw Ji Wushe following a few people who were obviously in the same group as him, he couldn't help but think: Could it be that my uncle has already gotten over what happened back then?

As everyone's eyes focused, a familiar yet slightly immature figure suddenly came into view.

Feng Qi couldn't help but blurt out: "Chao Zhao?"

It was a rare moment of his losing composure that attracted the attention of everyone present. For a moment, all the leaders of the various sects in the hall focused their attention on the five masters and disciples of the Xianyu Sect.

Duan Miao: "Chao Zhao? ...Jinghong Sword Master's daughter?"

Elder Huanyin smiled fondly when he saw Chao Zhao on the screen: "Of course she is the daughter of Jinghong Sword Master, but Chao Zhao has long since left Jianhua Sect and joined Xianyu Sect."

Feng Qi stared at her closely: "Xian Yu Sect?"

So she really knows something!

"Yes." Elder Huanyin glanced at him and said, "The sect I asked you to join is the one on the list. Although you all think that Chao Zhao will only be an ordinary person in her life, I don't care. Just like Lian'er, she can do what she likes."

"Xianyu Sect? Never heard of it."

"Who is their leader?"

"How could the daughter of Jinghong Sword Master join this sect... Has she not given up on cultivating immortals? But she doesn't even have spiritual roots."

All kinds of discussions were immediately heard in the hall.

Feng Qi asked again: "Who is the leader of the Xianyu Sect?"

"You have so many questions today." Elder Huanyin began to doubt again, "How would I know? Chao Zhao said that their sect is not even a third-rate sect."

Feng Qi: “???”

A third-rate sect...not even worthy of being called one.

His uncle has fallen to this level after so many years? !

Upon hearing this, Moon Shadow Sword Master slammed his hand on the table, making a reverberating sound. He angrily shouted, "A third-rate sect doesn't even count? Huanyin, you are exercising your privilege too recklessly!"

“So what?” Elder Huanyin rolled his eyes in an inelegant manner. “The rules are there, set from the beginning. My Miaoyin Palace has the right to nominate!”

"you!"

Yueying Sword Master placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and said coldly, "Huanyin, draw your sword!"

"Are you sick, you stinky sword cultivator?" Huanyin raised her sleeves and pointed at Yueying Sword Master's nose and cursed, "I am a sound cultivator!!!"

"Then play your lute."

"roll!"

Fuhua handed over a spiritual fruit with a smile: "Okay Huanyin, you can't reason with a stinky man. When I diagnosed Chao Zhao many years ago, I said that this child's situation is special. Although she has no spiritual roots, her physique is more transparent and strong than those who have entered the Tao."

"But Feng Qi and Qin Liao are two brothers with holes in their brains. They wasted the little girl's time for eighteen years. In my opinion, Chao Zhao must have wanted to run away a long time ago!"

Qin Liao, the name of the Frost Sword Master.

Fuhua's curse directly insulted the two most authoritative people in the Jianhua Immortal Sect.

Feng Qi could only give an awkward but polite smile.

Yu Guang followed Chao Zhao and his group closely. He kept smiling bitterly in his heart. The appearance of the master's uncle was originally a good thing, but the state of the master's uncle now...

The wind rose and sighed silently.

Fortunately, the Sword Saint always wore a mask in front of others before, and now, except for him, no one in the Jianhua Immortal Sect has ever seen the Sword Saint's true appearance.

......

Ji Wushe walked calmly on the stairs, listening to the chatter of his little disciple and her senior brothers. After noticing that the gaze from above his head had been withdrawn, he casually withdrew his gaze.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Chao Zhao caught a glimpse of her master looking at her, and immediately stopped talking and turned to look at him.

"Nothing." Ji Wushe glanced at the glittering emerald green hairpin on her head, lowered his eyes with a smile, "We are almost there."

"Oh oh, we're finally here!"

Chao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. She hammered her calf and muttered softly, "It's much easier to just jump down."

I really don't know why those disciples are so obsessed with climbing stairs. They are all monks who can go to heaven and earth. Can't they just do some sword fighting?

Lou Fuyue smiled and poked her forehead gently, saying lovingly, "Why, do you want to be on the headlines of Xuantian Order again?"

"Then I can only..."

Chao Zhao frowned, his face looking extremely serious.

Lou Fuyue was attracted by her tone and asked with interest, "Only what?"

"I can only frown, smile evilly, find the publisher, and whisper in his ear with my voice clip, 'Do you make money from publishing this? Send me money.' If he disagrees, then I can only force him to pay for his reputation loss and his name appearing on the screen!"

"........."

After hearing this, Lou Fuyue was silent for a long time.

Rong Jizhi held his forehead and said, "Why is Junior Sister so obsessed with making money?"

"Third Brother, just continue to live in peace with the world."

Zhao Zhao stood at the top of the Thousand Cloud Ladder, facing the fierce wind rushing towards him from the edge of the cliff, with a focused and determined look on his face, "Life is but a few pieces of silver, so leave the matter of supporting your family to Zhao Zhao."

Before Chao Zhao could be moved by his sense of responsibility, the frightened voice of a disciple of the Jianhua Immortal Sect suddenly came from the side.

"Senior Sister Chao Zhao has jumped off a cliff again!"