Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

After the war, cleaning up the battlefield was carried out simultaneously with cleaning up the mess.

At the same time, it is also necessary to find out the cause of the incident, so that it cannot be unclear after a battle.

Feng Qingxiu is now also a high-level Kunlai executive, and was fortunate to enter the highest-level discussion scene.

The ceremonial hall was spacious and flat, two feet high, and decorated in a simple and solemn manner. There were dozens of sets of tables around it, and the leaders of various peaks and veins were seated.

Pavilion Master An sat in the hall with his legs crossed, and asked Guan Yuli to clear away the foreign zhenqi from the wound on her hand. Feng Qingxiu heard Mrs. Guan said that people's zhenqi is like blood, and each person is different. The meridians are invaded by other zhenqi, which can easily damage the meridians and cause various injuries that are difficult to heal. Qingdifeng once studied hundreds of zhenqi for this purpose, and divided them into five elements, eight trigrams, yin and yang, and mixed yuan Dafa, and studied them separately There are different ways to pull it out...

Elder Yan, who started the war, was tied to his wrist by a thin white rope, and he was also standing in the middle of the hall, looking coldly at the people sitting around him with a lofty gaze. He looked about thirty, with a straight face. He was majestic, without any signs of aging, especially with blood stains on the front of his clothes, but unfortunately, the circle of bruises on his face destroyed his majesty.

The young dream girl next to him was staring at him with tender eyes, as if a bride who was about to get married was staring at her dowry, she was bound to get it.

"...How do I know why Yan Hui suddenly went crazy and rushed into my Jiange, and said that I hurt his grandson," An Xian waved her hand like a queen, with an expression I don't know, "I'm the kind of troublemaker Who? Who is his grandson? Will I take a second look at the person who can't receive my sword? Is it necessary to be injured?"

Yan Zhao shook his head in disbelief. In terms of causing trouble, all the peak masters in Kunlai are no match for An Xian. She would go crazy and want to fight, but she would never ask others if they would like to, but she is She doesn't bother to talk nonsense, so if she says she doesn't remember being hurt, then she definitely doesn't remember.

"That guy doesn't say anything." Yan Zhao glanced at the haughty man in the middle who regarded himself as a martyr without saying a word, and fell into deep thought for a while. Although Ziyun Dao fought, Ziyun and Kunlai It's not yet time for a large-scale war, so should we use some means to make him speak?

"I can definitely make him speak," Yimeng Qingnv said quietly, "and I promise to return it to you in its entirety."

"Didn't you just dismantle a cultivator Ziyun who was in the transformation stage?" Bai Shuixian looked up at her, feeling that her disciple's power had begun to surpass that of her predecessor.

"That's no fun anymore," Yimeng Qingnv disagreed, "I can occasionally dismantle one in Kunlai during the transformation stage, which doesn't give me much inspiration."

She has long wanted to carefully study the difference between a Daoist and a cultivator, but even if she is as strong as Kunlai, she is not rich enough to take a Daoist to dismantle her, and her uncle cooperated with her back then. One time, and then for some reason, I didn't want to cooperate anymore.

"Come on less! Leave it to you. You must try your best to keep him from recruiting, so that you can have more time to play!" He couldn't be more clear about Qingnv's temperament, but Yan Zhao was still unwilling. Then forge a big revenge.

"That's just for fun! It's for the great cause of Kunlai!" The young girl walked up to Yan Zhao with a little grievance, pulled the other's arm with her small hand, and said coquettishly, "Don't think so much about small things."

The rare soft voice of the Green Witch made all the peak masters present shudder, and Yan Zhao couldn't bear it even more: "Okay, let go, it's up to you!"

Let's have revenge, anyway, An Xian also killed an Elder of the Ziyun Dao in Zhongzhou before, so he has already had revenge.

The young girl was full of enthusiasm, she didn't even say a word of thanks, a blue light rolled over, and took the prisoner away, leaving everyone speechless.

"How many disciples have not returned yet?" Yan Zhao turned to ask the peak masters.

The peak owners reported the number of people on their peak one by one.

Fortunately, the situation has been a little tense recently, so there are very few disciples going to Ziyun Dao City-except for some places with ample aura that are the residences of immortals, other places in the city are just ordinary people, and there is nothing to visit.

When Feng Qingxiu finally reported the number of people, it was found that there were a total of twelve disciples missing in Kunlai, and all of them were disciples of Wenjian Peak, nine Jindan and three Nascent Souls, all went to the Jiange of Master An to observe Sword intent, what happened suddenly, An Xian didn't have time to bring those disciples out.

As for the casual cultivators who came with the group... Kunlai didn't care.

"My Jiange is protected by a large formation, and Qiao Qiao is also here. At that time, he should have hidden it." An Xian frowned, "In another hour, he should have an answer from Ziyun Dao. I think they dare not hurt him." the life of my disciple."

After the war Ziyun Dao suffered serious losses, and they should exchange disciples with each other at that time. It is impossible for Kunlai to kill all the captured monks. Whether to redeem or exchange them, or send these monks to mine spirit mines, is a matter of choice. The content of the next game.

"Who is Qiao Qiao?" Yan Zhao asked.

"One of my apprentices is very smart." An Xian curled her lips, "He has been taking care of Jiange for a hundred years."

"Can you live under your hands for 100 years?" Yan Zhao couldn't help but nodded, "That's a talent."

An Xian's hand holding the sword to trim her nails suddenly paused, and said with a light smile: "Master, do you want to fight with me again?"

Yan Zhao's face turned cold, and he said angrily: "Last time you hit the octopus, Jianfeng's affairs piled up like a mountain, you should deal with it quickly, otherwise I will suspend your salary for this year and see how you pay back the money you owe! Now there is no one to help you pay back!"

"Anyway, no one dares to ask me to pay it back." An Xian disapproved.

"I'll draw it directly on their net, see if I can return it," Yan Zhao said indifferently, "I heard that Jianfeng was asked to buy the most expensive sword-testing stone a few days ago, isn't it?"

"..."

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After the discussion, Feng Qingxiu returned to Chasing Cloud Peak alone.

There were people coming and going on the peak, and the doctors and trainees brought by Qingnv were all beaming, discussing how many captives they bought this time, and discussing where to rent one if they didn’t, and staying in the prison. The Kunlai monks who were chasing Yunfeng to recuperate closed their mouths and tightened their necks, trying to minimize their sense of existence.

Feng Qingxiu was about to go back to the room to have a private conversation with the paper figurine master, when she saw a crumpled paper figurine crawling out of his arms.

I actually pinched Master!

Feng Qingxiu's heart ached for an instant, she held the paper figurine in her palm, touched and pressed it, and only then smoothed the paper figurine's wrinkles.

The paper figurine was stunned for a moment, frozen by the apprentice doing whatever he wanted for a long time, and it didn't return to normal until the apprentice let go.

The apprentice's hands are so slippery...

"Okay!" The paper figurine patted his apprentice's hand, tried to make his voice normal, and said, "There is a picture book at the Black Snake, go and get it to Senior Brother Yang."

"But Master, the Black Snake is still in the city and has not returned to Feilai Peak." Feng Qingxiu counted the heads just now, and she is very clear, "It said that a snake quietly ate up his mice, and it wants to seek justice."

That stupid snake...

But such a trivial matter can't trouble the immortals, Ji Yunlai recalled it, and reached out from the void to find a picture book: "Give this to you, Senior Brother Yang."