The soil has become refined [Sword Three]

Because of the previous accident, the Zongmen Grand Competition had to be suspended for several days.

Xie Qianjun looked at Murong Zhengdu, who was covered in holes when A Rang stabbed him with a vine, showing a trace of pity on his face, but it was only fleeting.

He took a step forward, and A Rang had already cooperated with him, prying Murong Zhengdu's mouth open with the tied rattan, Xie Qianjun took advantage of the opportunity and threw the mantra pill into it.

He didn't want to waste time, so he asked directly, "What's your purpose?"

A trace of hatred flashed across Murong Zhengdu's face, but under the influence of Zhenyan Pill, his tongue seemed to be not his own, and he said everything Xie Qianjun wanted to know.

"Master told me to do this."

"What is his purpose?"

"Divert attention."

Xie Qianjun and Ah Rang looked at each other, and they both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

It seems that their previous guess was right.

I just don't know how Xuancangmen is at this time.

***

"I'll come and see you and..." Xia Congyuan smiled.

Before he could say those words, he was interrupted by a white bone long whip coming towards him.

Xia Congyuan raised his eyebrows, and without avoiding it, he casually raised his hand and held the whip in his hand, "You are still like this, always unable to listen to what others say.

"I don't want to hear your words."

A bloodthirsty vine that was so red that it was almost black pierced out from the ground, and Xia Congyuan had no intention of hiding, so it pierced straight into his wrist, but no trace of blood flowed out.

The corner of the blond man's mouth curled up with evil intentions, "You really are already a Sanxian."

"If it's Sanxian, I won't worry about it, Your Excellency."

"Mo'er?" A hint of worry flashed across Yunlin's eyes, but he quickly hid it again.

Zong Mo stood in front of Yun Lin in a few steps, squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Congyuan, "Your Excellency, what is the purpose of coming to my Xuan Cang Sect?"

Xia Congyuan raised his eyebrows, "So this is the Xuancangmen's way of hospitality?"

Zong Mo shook his right hand behind his back, signaling Yun Lin not to speak, "If it's a friend, my Xuan Cang Sect will naturally sweep the couch to welcome you. But—" Yun Lin Hua Feng turned around, "We don't welcome bad customers!"

***

"Also." Murong Zhengdu's eyes shot out, as if he wanted to resist the effect of the Zhenyan Pill, but at this moment he couldn't control his mouth at all, "Reveal to the world the matter of Xuancangmen's collusion with Moxiu."

Colluding with Moxiu?

Xie Qianjun and Ah Yang were stunned.

After a while, Xie Qianjun thought in a daze, it seems... Yin Shiyuan's Taoist companion, Fu Xiaochen is the demon cultivator?

It's just that although Fu Xiaochen cultivated demons, he always targeted those treacherous and evil people, and always maintained a little clarity in his heart.

"Fortunately, I moved quickly!" A Rang patted his chest.

Demon cultivators are different from demon cultivators. Although some monks have prejudice against demon cultivators, there are still people like Yu Yancong who have never discriminated against demon cultivators.

But the demon cultivator is the enemy of all righteous monks.

"What else does he ask you to do?" Xie Qianjun didn't think they were only so prepared.

Murong Zhengdu's lips trembled, but he still spoke uncontrollably, "Then...then take this opportunity to induce the demon energy in Xie Rang's body, and identify him on the spot."

Xie Qianjun got up suddenly, and walked up to Murong Zhengdu step by step, "Say what you just said again."

His voice was calm, and the corners of his mouth were even curled up.

But Murong Zhengdu felt great panic in his heart, he swallowed, and instinctively wanted to shut up, but he couldn't control what he said just now.

"Okay, really good." The corners of Xie Qianjun's mouth curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Brother." A Rang grabbed Xie Qianjun's wrist, put it on the corner of his lips and kissed it, "You know, my obsession is only with you, even if I am aroused..." A Rang tilted his head, his eyes Li Hong disappeared in a flash, "It's probably just a live erotic palace."

Xie Qianjun: ...

Seeing Xie Qianjun who didn't know what to say, A Rang frowned, "Don't worry, brother, I'll be fine."

Saying so, but...

Xie Qianjun raised his hand and rubbed A Rang's head habitually, but his arms were much higher than before.

***

However, when Xie Qianjun wanted to bring people back to Xuancangmen, he encountered obstacles.

"Oh? Why not?" Xie Qianjun looked at the person standing in front of him and said coldly.

"The matter of the Flying Star Gate still needs to be investigated." The visitor smiled, looking at a friendly appearance, but what he said made people very uncomfortable, "Please stay for a few more days, and after you find out, you will find out." ..."

"Oh? Are you planning to detain them?" Xie Qianjun looked at the person who came, and felt incredible in his heart, "Who sent you here?"

"Of course it's Your Majesty." The visitor was still smiling, "The Zongmen Grand Competition happens once in a hundred years, and if something goes wrong this time, my Imperial Capital will naturally be responsible to you all.

"Responsible." Xie Qianjun chewed on these two words, and suddenly smiled, "Did the emperor tell you to say this, or did the loose immortals in the royal family think the same way?"