The villain master is too difficult [Transmigration Book]

On the way to Yanzheng Peak, Chu Wuyue asked Lin Yu about the cause and effect of Qin Feiyuan's injury.

However, Lin Yu didn't see what happened with his own eyes. He just happened to pass by and saw Qin Feiyuan being helped down from the ring with injuries and blood all over his body.

After that, Qin Feiyuan was sent to Yanzheng Peak, where Yin Shiyan and Zong Yuanjiu treated his injuries.

Lin Yudao: "When the disciple left from Yanzheng Peak, he saw that the elder holding the sword had a bad face, and he had already started to take over the matter, saying that he would definitely investigate the matter thoroughly."

Ji Songbai, the elder holding the sword, is set as a character in "The Devil" as a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes.

But Xianzong Daju's original intention was just to compete with each other, and he would stop when he knew what was in mind, and no matter how he hurt, he would not hurt the root, unless someone tampered with it.

Chu Wuyue asked again: "How many other elders are there?"

Lin Yu said: "They are all here."

Chu Wuyue nodded clearly.

……

When Chu Wuyue arrived at the main hall of Yanzheng Peak, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Qiyuan Elder Sang Yi guarding outside the screen with a heavy expression.

Seeing Chu Wuyue coming, a look of panic flashed in her eyes, and she quickly lowered her head and said in harmony, "I have seen Master Uncle."

Chu Wuyue responded lightly and asked her, "How is Feiyuan?"

Sang Yi said: "Little Martial Uncle is fine for now, it's just..."

She hesitated and said: "This is the big move of the Immortal Sect. The person who confronted the young master is a direct disciple of the Tianhai sect Master Shanyuan. They also ran over, and now the two are confronting each other in the side hall, and the sect master and Jing Feng also went to adjust."

They may not be able to get results if they stay in the side hall for ten days, Chu Wuyue directly said coldly: "Go and call them all."

Sang Yi didn't dare to ask more questions, and said, "Yes."

Chu Wuyue went around the screen to go to the inner hall, first she saw Du Qiude, the preacher elder who was guarding in front of the couch, and Zong Yuanjiu, who had just finished giving Qin Feiyuan the needle, and was closing the needle.

Just as Du Qiude wanted to salute, Chu Wuyue raised his hand to stop him.

He looked down at Qin Feiyuan, and saw that Qin Feiyuan's face was slightly scratched, his arms were bulging, and most of the white imperial uniform he was wearing was dyed blood red.

Chu Wuyue couldn't help but frowned, and asked softly, "How is Feiyuan?"

Zong Yuanjiu said: "Master Uncle, don't worry, the little Martial Uncle's arm is a sword wound, it didn't hurt any bones, it's just..."

He grimaced, took out a handkerchief from his arms, slowly spread it out and handed it to Chu Wuyue, and lying in the handkerchief was a tiny needle, only the length of a fingernail, with two sharp ends.

Chu Wuyue looked down at the needle.

Zong Yuanjiu said in a low voice: "This thing was found on the wrist of the little uncle, and it was smeared with the poison of the spirit snake, and this thing can melt under the skin and flesh by itself. If I didn't notice something wrong and check it carefully, this thing would be destroyed. Completely disappeared in the little uncle, and there is no proof of death."

Next to him, Du Qiude twitched his beard, sighed and added: "It's also thanks to the fact that I saved up some pills in the early years, otherwise I might be at a loss what to do at this time."

It's just that what Chu Wuyue was worried about wasn't poison. Qin Feiyuan, as the hero and a devil's body, was naturally invulnerable to all poisons.

He wondered who was so bold, who dared to assassinate Qin Feiyuan in the Xianzong's big move, and Qin Feiyuan's injuries... It hurts just to look at it.

Thinking that this injury could only be caused by himself when he was fighting with others, Chu Wuyue couldn't help being a little annoyed, he frowned and stretched out his hand, and struck the center of Qin Feiyuan's brow, who was unconscious with his eyes closed, not lightly but not hard one time.

The brat is disobedient.

Do not know what to do.

Du Qiude and Zong Yuanjiu next to him had been elders in the Fengyun Sect for hundreds of years, and they clearly sensed that this was a sign of their uncle's anger.

At this moment, there were a few light footsteps in the corridor, Chu Wuyue said: "Let's go, everyone go outside and tell Feiyuan to rest."

"Yes."

……

As soon as Chu Wuyue walked from the inner hall to the outer hall, Yin Shiyan led Master Shanyuan and his direct disciples, followed by Shan Jingfeng with a cold face, and Sang Yi who was quietly persuading Shan Jingfeng to calm down.

Ji Songbai also followed with a sullen face.

Master Shan Yuan looked like a middle-aged man with a haughty face. Although he restrained himself a little when he came in front of Chu Wuyue, he seemed a little unhappy.

Beside him was a young disciple who was about the same age as Qin Feiyuan, frowning and lowering his head, feeling aggrieved.

The two first bowed to Chu Wuyue: "I have seen the venerable."

Chu Wuyue just nodded and gave a faint "hmm".

At this time, everyone gathered together.

Master Shanyuan was not polite, and continued to reason with Yin Shiyan directly: "Although the venerable is here, we have to make it clear what we should say. My disciple is kind in nature, and he is by no means a vicious person who uses a poisonous needle to hurt others. people."

Yin Shiyan always smiled and said: "Just ask a few words, why is Master Shanyuan so angry? If there is nothing wrong with the disciples, I, Fengyunzong, should apologize."

Chu Wuyue was too lazy to listen to their quarrel, and only said to Yin Shiyan: "Find out the picture stone that Xianzong placed on the edge of the ring, and you will know the truth after a look."

Ji Songbai frowned: "The photo stone has been untouched for thousands of years. Whether it is useful or not is another matter. It has been recorded day and night. When will I find it..."

It is also for this reason that they have been arguing until now and have been unable to reach a result, because none of them has the ability to find out the video of Qin Feiyuan's fight in one day.

Chu Wuyue was in a bad mood today, and really didn't want to listen to some nonsense, the faint smile in his eyes completely disappeared, staining his cold face with a bit of unhappiness, he said indifferently: "Whispering, shut up!"

Ji Songbai paused.

Chu Wuyue glanced at him, "I am afraid that the elder holding the sword is getting older, and even I want to preach?"

Uncle Master has been so talkative these years, they almost forgot that the person who was injured this time was his uncle's direct disciple, and they also forgot how uncle Grandmaster was angry.

Ji Songbai bowed his head: "I dare not."

The crowd was silent.

The flowing air seemed to be frozen by the chill.

Chu Wuyue looked at Shan Jingfeng behind her, and said in a cold tone, "Jingfeng, you go and get it quickly."

After Shan Jingfeng responded, he went out quickly, but he came back in a hurry, holding a round black stone in his hand, he stepped forward and handed the photo stone to Chu Wuyue.

Chu Wuyue injected spiritual power into the photo stone.

A beam of light and shadow was projected in mid-air, and it was truly presented in front of everyone's eyes. What was reflected was the arena in front of the gate of Xiaobao Palace, but the furnishings looked relatively novel.

"This should be the scene thousands of years ago." Yin Shiyan said beside him.

Chu Wuyue lowered her eyes and injected more spiritual power, and the images in the air flashed like flowing water.

moment.

Seeing Qin Feiyuan flashing past, he stopped the hand that input the spiritual power, and the projected image slowly changed to normal speed.

Chu Wuyue raised her eyes and looked at the image in mid-air. In the image, Qin Feiyuan was already fighting with the disciple of Master Shanyuan.

Different from Shan Jingfeng's previous sparring sessions, Qin Feiyuan fought extraordinarily fiercely this time, his eyes were firm like cold stars. In terms of strength, he had a shorter training time than Shan Yuan's disciples, and his natural cultivation level was not as good as him.

So Qin Feiyuan fought fiercely by injuring himself one thousand and injuring the enemy eight hundred.

The disciple of Master Shanyuan had obviously never seen this kind of dismissal, and he also suffered many injuries. Seeing that Qin Feiyuan still refused to admit defeat, he also became annoyed and said, "You crazy!"

Qin Feiyuan just sneered and wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "If you lose, I will be the third." Then he continued to fight.

Both sides of Xianzong used the wooden sword prepared by Fengyunzong, but with the blessing of spiritual power, the wooden sword can also cause scars. Qin Feiyuan was injured and refused to give up.

But Master Shanyuan's disciples were not much better.

In the end, he was injured and couldn't stand up, and he couldn't fight Qin Feiyuan, so he yelled angrily: "I lost, I lost!" Then he gritted his teeth and scolded Qin Feiyuan, "You crazy!"

When Qin Feiyuan heard that he had conceded defeat, he stood there holding his sword and slowly showing a smile.

Seeing this, Master Shanyuan's disciple thought it was Qin Feiyuan who was provoking him, so he shook his hand angrily and threw the wooden sword in front of Qin Feiyuan.

The moment the hilt of the wooden sword hit the ground, an imperceptible, small and fine needle was ejected at an extremely fast speed.

It just happened to sink into Qin Feiyuan's wrist.

Qin Feiyuan didn't seem to feel anything, but he was a little unsteady, and then he was helped down by the disciples who came up.

Master Shanyuan's disciples glared at Qin Feiyuan angrily, and then walked off the ring together.

……

Everyone saw the scene where the needle popped out of the sword hilt. Ji Songbai couldn't help but frowned, thinking carefully.

No one expected this to be the case, because there is an enchantment around the arena to prevent the spiritual energy inside the arena from dispersing outside, and naturally the spiritual energy outside cannot cause harm to those who are fighting.

If it weren't for Chu Wuyue's presence and the ability to open the thousand-year-old picture stone and look back, I'm afraid I can't come to the truth until now.

Everyone will immediately think of Qin Feiyuan's opponent.

But the sharp needle came from the hilt of the sword, not the hands and feet of the real disciple Shanyuan, and the wooden sword was prepared by Fengyunzong, it's hard to say who is responsible for this.

Seeing the video, Master Shanyuan also calmed down, and said: "The most urgent thing is to find out the person who placed the poisonous needle as soon as possible. The purpose of this person is unknown, and it is not known whether the key is my disciple or the disciple of the venerable. "

It's really tricky.

Chu Wuyue thought for a while, and said: "Gather all the disciples, but all those who have contacted the disciples of Master Shanyuan within three days, all are called."

Chu Wuyue remembered a technique called asking the heart.

As the name implies, it is to ask a question, and the person must not lie or violate his conscience when answering, otherwise he will be punished by fire and thunder until he tells the truth.

When this criminal law is implemented, it will not cause substantial harm to people, and the pain is just fantasy, but even so, no one can resist the concern.

So Chu Wuyue thought, clarified the sequence of events, and recruited all the people who had been in contact with the disciples of Master Shanyuan.

Can't stand it.

Naturally.