My master can't be so gentle

As soon as Zuo Yao turned back to the mountain gate, he received a talisman order.

This talisman edict will only be issued when there is an important event in the Tianxuan Sword Gate to summon the elders, and the edict is issued at this moment...

Zuo Yao put away the edict, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.

It seems that Wen Xihua still does not give up, and still wants to become the leader of the cultivation world, and lead all factions to fight against the evil cultivators, so as to achieve a world cultivation structure respecting the Tianxuan Sword Gate.

Let a wolf lead the flock to resist the attack of wolves?It's just ridiculous.

Zuo Yao turned Yujian's direction expressionlessly and flew towards Yuxu Palace.

In Yuxu Palace, more than 30 heads or elders of the most powerful sects in the cultivation world have gathered at this moment. These people can almost represent the voice of all sects in the cultivation world.

"Why is Elder Zuo Yao still here so late?" The head of the Lingbao faction said displeasedly, and vigorously brushed away the spirit tea brought by the maid next to him.

Wen Xihua, who was sitting on the main seat, said with a calm face: "The edict of the master has been issued, and he will definitely arrive when he receives the edict. Now my junior brother has only broken through the late stage of transformation. Although my strength is higher than that of you, I am still young Please be patient, please."

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Yulinglong smiled lightly and said, "Elder Zuo Yao is not a young and energetic person, and he was caught up by other things so he couldn't come. We are not too late You can wait slowly for a moment."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Yu Linglong looked at Wen Xihua calmly.

Originally, I heard that the head of the Tianxuan Sword Sect was the one who doted on my junior brother the most, but what I saw with my own eyes now is not consistent with the rumors.At least if he really loved him, he wouldn't intentionally stir up dissatisfaction with Zuo Yao among the people present.

Recalling the brief meeting she had with Wen Xihua outside Jiuyou City, Qiu Yulinglong suddenly discovered that Zuo Yao did not open his heart to the senior brother in charge.

Qiu Yu Linglong frowned slightly, it seemed that Zuo Yao's situation in Tianxuan Jianmen was not superficially beautiful.

The rest of the sect masters heard that there was some rivalry in the words of the two, and they echoed Qiu Yulinglong's words one after another.

After all, right now they are all dissatisfied with the obvious ambition of Tianxuan Sword Sect, and Qiuyu Linglong is the No. Pavilion, it will be difficult to buy their life-saving elixir in the future.

Comparing the two, smart people know how to choose.

Feng Wudie sat in the corner and watched the show coolly.

She had already inquired about it. The mountain behind Yuxu Palace was extremely lively last night. Shi Lingguang was actually bullied by several second-generation disciples and even pushed off the cliff.

Tianxuan Jianmen can cultivate this kind of disciples, but where can the character of those masters be so noble?

She had no doubt that as long as she could find time to have some private contact with Shi Lingguang, she would be [-]% sure that she would be able to persuade him to quit Tianxuan Sword Sect and join Zixiao Sword Sect.

Feng Wudie is confident that although the swordsmanship of Tianxuan Sword Sect is powerful, their Zixiao Sword Sect's skills are not bad. As long as they are carefully cultivated, they will definitely be able to cultivate a Tianzong wizard who is equally as good as Zuo Yao soon. .

Thinking of this, she felt happy, and even felt that the tea in this cup was extraordinarily sweet.

"Miss Wudie seems to be in a good mood." A deep voice almost sounded close to Feng Wudie's ear.

As soon as Feng Wudie turned her head, she saw Mr. Fufeng's enlarged handsome face appearing in front of her eyes.

......

It's that libertine again!

Feng Wudie was disgusted in her heart, but she had to show a gentle and generous smile on her face: "It is a blessing for the younger generation to be able to spend a lifetime with all the seniors who have cultivated the world, and I am naturally happy in my heart."

When Mr. Fufeng heard this, he raised his head proudly: "My father is the head of Zixiao Sword Sect, and he is also a great power. He can be ranked in the top ten in the cultivation world, and he is evenly divided with my father. You don't have to be so humble."

Feng Wudie paused, and then saw that the faces of the several masters around him were not very good-looking, so he could only change the subject abruptly: "I heard that a few days ago, a demon cultivator appeared outside Jiuyou City, and Fufeng The young master is also present. Since Elder Zuo Yao won't be able to come in a while, why don't you tell us what the situation of the group of demon cultivators is like?"

When Mr. Fufeng heard this, his handsome face suddenly showed the expression of eating a dead fly, and he didn't say a word again.

At that time, there were clearly people from their Zixiao Sword Sect present, so wouldn't Feng Wudie know what happened at that time?

The fact that he was conspired by the demon cultivator to absorb spiritual power, his cultivation level fell to the golden core, and he recognized Zuo Yao, who was more than 80 years younger than him, as his adoptive father almost spread throughout the upper cultivation world.

Although most people didn't bring up the matter due to the face of his father and Zuo Yao, he still knew that he had become a joke in the upper cultivation world.

Now that Feng Wudie has pierced the abscess in his heart in front of everyone, how can he not be angry?

"Wu Die, don't speak nonsense." Seeing that Mr. Fufeng's face was ugly, Feng Qingyu said lightly, "Please don't mind, Mr. Wu Die was arrested by the demon cultivator, and she just woke up not long ago, and she doesn't know many things about the cultivator world. , will offend the young master."

Mr. Fufeng glanced at Feng Wudie suspiciously, only to see that her small face was slightly pale, and her pair of Jianshuiqiu pupils were particularly attractive, and he immediately threw his anger out of the sky, and laughed again and again: "It's okay, it's okay."

Seeing this, the rest of the sect leaders in the room just shook their heads secretly in their hearts.

Daoist Qingdeng is famous for a lifetime, how could he give birth to a son but be so useless?

Just when everyone was secretly slandering Mr. Fufeng, a slender and tall figure came from outside the door.

"Junior brother, are you here?" Wen Xihua looked at the visitor with a smile.

Zuo Yao nodded slightly, walked through the crowd and walked to him without looking sideways: "Brother Sect Leader."

Wen Xihua smiled and said: "All the fellow cultivators present here are here to guard against demon cultivators, Xiao Yao, please tell everyone how many times you have encountered demon cultivators."

Although the people present were very dissatisfied with Zuo Yao's late arrival, but resisting the demon cultivators was the top priority, so they could only let go of their dissatisfaction, and planned to listen to what Zuo Yao had to say first.

Zuo Yao calmly told everyone about the three times he had met the Demon Cultivator, and also gave a general account of the current activities of the Tianmo Building in the upper and lower realms.

Although some of the plots come from previous lives, they haven't happened yet.But Zuo Yao broke through the secret layout of Moxiu in advance, just hoping that all factions can be prepared, so that Moxiu will not be caught off guard when he really gets into trouble, and repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

Although Zuo Yao was very calm when he told about his experience, everyone present could sense the danger from his calm description.

After Zuo Yao finished speaking, everyone fell into silence.

It turns out that Moxiu had already made so many moves in the lower realm before they were aware of it?If these are true, then their current situation is definitely quite passive.

Perhaps right now, the only way out is to form an alliance to defend against the enemy.

"You mean, even the emperors in the lower realm may have demon cultivators around them? That's why they killed the first emperor and then killed the king and seized the throne?"

Master Chi Yan, head of the Lingbao Sect, sneered, "It's nonsense. I have been to the Youdu Palace a few days ago, but I haven't seen any traces of the magic cultivators you mentioned. You are so sensational, you want all of us Form an alliance, and then choose your Tianxuan Jianmen as the leader? Wishful thinking, my Lingbao faction will not obey your Tianxuan Jianmen's orders."

The Lingbao Sect is a big school of refining weapons, and almost half of the people present have weapons from their sect. The Lingbao Sect is also ranked first among the sects that cannot be offended in the cultivation world, along with the Danding Pavilion.

Therefore, when Master Chi Yan spoke, those people also began to waver.

They didn't see Moxiu appearing with their own eyes, they just heard rumors, and most of the rumored stories were related to Zuo Yao of Tianxuan Sword Gate, so they couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Don't you Tianxuan Jianmen deliberately borrow the whereabouts of a few little devils to fool everyone?"

"That's right, why is it such a coincidence, every time the demon cultivator appears, there are people from your Jianmen?"

"Your Excellency's words, I also find it very suspicious."

"The world is going down, who knows what they think? I suspect that even Zuo Yao's cultivation in this stage of transformation..."

Mr. Fufeng sat in the crowd, his eyes fell on Zuo Yao's face from time to time, and at the same time, he felt deeply regretful. If he hadn't been in a coma for so long, would he have been able to stop his father from sworn marriage with Zuo Yao?

"Wu Die, I think you and..." Mr. Fu Feng turned his head and found that the place next to Feng Wu Die was empty at the moment.

Zuo Yao heard everyone's discussion, and his mind moved.

Wen Xihua is definitely better than everyone in the world by playing tricks and tricks. Couldn't he have expected the current situation?

Unless, his original intention was to prevent the factions from forming an alliance!

However, the beliefs of the various factions that they do not want to form an alliance are firm, and most of the sects do not believe that the Magic Cultivator will make a comeback.

Zuo Yao pursed his lips and turned to look at Wen Xihua: "Brother, tomorrow is the day when the secret realm will be opened, I still need to make some preparations, so I won't accompany you."

Wen Xihua nodded lightly, he had achieved his goal, and he didn't care whether Zuo Yao left or stayed.

"By the way, brother, I heard from Jing Xing that my sister-in-law's body is still weak, I want to go and see her." Zuo Yao added.

After an inconspicuous pause, Wen Xihua said softly: "You can go and see her. She is getting worse and worse these days. She should be very happy if you can see her."

Seeing Wen Xihua's answer, Zuo Yao turned around and walked in the direction of Qionghua Hall.

"Tsk, this Elder Zuo is too arrogant, even the sect leader who treats him so sincerely is so arrogant." Someone said in a moderate voice.

"He is now a great power in the late stage of transforming gods, and they are all god-like figures outside. All monks have to be called ancestors, so what about arrogance?" Another person echoed.

Zuo Yao walked out of the hall without stopping, putting aside the noise behind him.For unimportant people, he doesn't even give alms a look.

As he was walking forward, Zuo Yao saw Feng Wudie of Zixiao Jianzong wandering back and forth on the nearby bluestone road alone, and from time to time he would pull an inner disciple to ask something.

After seeing him, the little girl shrank her eyes, as if she saw something terrible, and then walked away from him.

Zuo Yao was at a loss, did he look so scary?

In Qionghua Hall, there are quite a few maids.

Seeing Zuo Yao enter the hall, they quickly saluted and said hello: "I have met Elder Zuo."

Zuo Yao nodded slightly, and asked Caiyan, the maid beside Mrs. Qinglian: "How is Madam doing today?"

At the beginning, Xinyi Sword Immortal brought Zuo Yao, who was still a baby, from the wasteland, and handed him over to Madam Qinglian to take care of him. It wasn't until Zuo Yao was seven years old that Wen Xihua opened up another fairy mansion for him and let him live in Quenjian. peak.

For Mrs. Qinglian, Zuo Yao has always regarded her as his elder.

It's just that for some reason, the later Mrs. Qinglian treated him more and more coldly, and repeatedly refused his visits. In the end, Zuo Yao also wisely stopped bothering him.

Caiyan replied softly: "It's still the same, neither good nor bad. But today I'm a bit more energetic, and I just had a bowl of Shouwu Taisui porridge sent by the young master."

Zuo Yao paused for a moment, this Wu Tai Sui porridge was cooked by him before going out in the morning, and of course Wen Jingxing's portion was indispensable, but he did not expect him to bring it here eagerly.

This child's disposition is not like his father at all, but he is like his mother's kindness, benevolence and filial piety.

Passing through the corridor of carved beams and painted buildings, Zuo Yao, led by Caiyan, returned to the back garden of the Qionghua Palace that he was familiar with.

"Madam took a nap for a while, she is awake now, please come in." Caiyan lifted the curtain and said to Zuo Yao who was waiting outside the door.

Zuo Yao followed her into the room, and saw a soft dark blue animal skin soft couch under the window of the room, and Mrs. Qinglian, who was wearing a lavender dress, was reclining on the couch wearily, under the pale complexion The blue meridians can be clearly seen.

She was very thin, with almost no flesh visible on her face, and her eyes were very large.She took a sip of the spiritual tea from the maid with her bony hands, and handed the cup back trembling slightly.

Zuo Yao was stunned.

He hadn't seen Mrs. Qinglian for only a year, but he didn't know that she was so sick.

No wonder Wen Jingxing felt depressed for a while every time he came back from Qionghua Palace.

"Ma'am." Zuo Yao frowned. Although his handsome face was expressionless, others could still feel his worry.

"You're here, sit down." Mrs. Qinglian glanced at him, neither happy nor sad.

The maid next to him brought a stool and placed it next to the soft couch.

After Zuo Yao sat down, he asked in a low voice: "Madam, have you invited a famous doctor to visit? I know a Danxiu, she may be able to treat Madam's disease."

Mrs. Qinglian heard the words and said calmly: "Heaven kills the man, and the doctor can't save him. What are you going to do with that energy?"

As she said that, she glanced at Zuo Yao again: "I heard that you are now at the late stage of transformation?"

"Thanks to the gods, I was lucky enough to survive the catastrophe." Zuo Yao said.

Madam Qinglian slightly adjusted her posture, and the maid next to her immediately stuffed a feather cushion behind her waist to make her lie down more comfortably.

"You go down first." Madam Qinglian glanced at Zuo Yao and said, "I'll chat with Xiao Yao."

After hearing this, the maids stood motionless in place.

Cai Yan, on the other hand, glared at those people with concealed anger, but didn't dare to say anything more.

Zuo Yao instantly understood that these people must be arranged by Wen Xihua to 'take care' of Mrs. Qinglian.

Mrs. Qinglian is now under Wen Xihua's control, let alone these trivial matters, she is afraid that life and death cannot be decided by herself.