no one knows better than me

As the voice fell, there was a flash of light in the dark night, and another person came through the barrier at the junction of the secret realm and the plain.Sect Master Qiu was the first to look at it, he was taken aback for a moment, and called out, "Pei...Little Sect Master Pei."

It was Pei Yi.

Ever since something happened to Pei's family and the Xianmen became more and more chaotic, these hundreds of sects never paid attention to counting Shangzi Pei's family when they acted, including this time when they went to Taohuayuan to pursue Zhuang Qingliu, Pei Yi was not included in the account. superior.Unexpectedly, after he heard the news, he also hurried over.

After Pei Yi landed, she didn't show any extra expression, she just looked at Zhuang Qingliu's face twice, and asked, "I heard that you have recovered your memory?"

A scene from 20 years ago automatically flashed in Zhuang Qingliu's mind, and the brows slightly moved, just a simple "hmm".

Pei Yi seemed to want to say something, but after pressing his thick sword eyebrows with his eyelashes for a short moment, he still hesitated to say anything. He just looked around at the more and more people who started to take off their clothes, and then turned back Chongzhuang Qingliu said: "I heard what you just said about breaking the formation when I crossed the barrier, and if I delay for a moment, one more person may die, so let's do it, I am willing."

After he finished speaking, he calmly threw away the golden saber in his hand, as if he had nothing else to worry about, not even any redundant last words.

There was silence on the vast plain, and five or six thousand people in different clothes fell silent, not knowing what gestures and expressions to make.

They usually deliberately exclude those who criticize, but now they are the only ones who are willing to speak out to save them.

On the one hand, there are 6000 or [-] people who seem to be in a tight group but no one is willing to stand up; Yi Yi's face, suddenly asked: "What did you want to tell me just now?"

Pei Yi stared deeply into her eyes seriously, and said, "Among our ordinary fairy sects, there may not be people as brave as you."

After he said a word, the surroundings seemed to be ten times more silent than before, and everyone seemed to have been touched to some extent, especially during these days, the most subtle expressions on the faces of some sect masters who claimed to be in charge of Xianmen. I couldn't help but move a few times, feeling very complicated.

Under such an indescribable atmosphere, Zhuang Qingliu just glanced back at Pei Yi, and said meaningfully: "I thought you wanted to apologize to me."

"..."

After Zhuang Qingliu finished speaking, his eyes turned back and down, he lowered his eyes to observe for a long time, and finally raised his head and said: "...Mei Pan, I want to use my hands."

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Mei Hualan, who was standing quietly beside her, had been holding Zhuang Qingliu's hand calmly and calmly, and his gaze fell into her eyes without blinking.

Mei Pan, she is really very clear, since she has been waiting for many years to find her lost, now she always walks and turns her head unconsciously, stretches out her hand unconsciously, embraces Zhuang Qingliu, and takes her into her own hands, In the bosom, and in the range of protection.Especially since she usually doesn't seem to care about anything, except you.

It's really hard not to be fascinated by this kind of person. Every time Zhuang Qingliu feels that she cares about her, he will have an indescribable heartbeat.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" The young master Zhuang, who has been very serious these days, suddenly laughed like no one else, and winked at Mei Hualan in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, baby, the young master will give you my waist in a while."

Mei Siji who was next to her suddenly turned her head away with a distorted face, Zhu Heng swished two small arrows with his eyes, Mei Xiaohan coughed softly with his sleeves, and persuaded: "Well, senior Zhuang, we can leave sooner or later." Anyone close can hear it."

Zhuang Qingliu danced with a secretive show off again: "It can be said, if you don't let you hear it, how could you be envious."

"..."

There seemed to be a slight smile in Mei Hualan's eyes, and after quietly looking at Zhuang Qingliu, her tightly clenched hands were relaxed.Zhuang Qingliu also kept his word and hand, and quickly took out the fairy in the painting from his Qiankun bag, unfolded the scroll and released Duan Bin from it.

Duan Bin was stunned for a moment, and after briefly looking around and the female ghost in red who was still in the painting, he said to Zhuang Qingliu in a low voice: "Thank you for saving us again..."

"You don't have to thank me, just try to show off less in the future." Zhuang Qingliu glanced at him tiredly, and quickly said, "Come with me first to do something."

Although Duan Bin didn't know what it was, he immediately followed him without hesitation.What Zhuang Qingliu flew towards was the direction of the rose forest next to the large white jade mussels. Here, the eye of the illusion of ice and snow is the heart of the rose tree at the top.

Although everyone didn't know why, they immediately turned their heads to follow their figures, and were shocked to find that Zhuang Qingliu had put the blood of the boy wearing a silver mask into the eye of the array, and immediately the whole illusion began to turn upside down quickly. Over time, it split into more and more fragments and collapsed!

The warm breath rushed over in an instant, and the whole peach blossom garden seemed to return to spring in the blink of an eye. Those who had been severely injured by the cold had no snow to wipe their bodies for the time being, so they could only temporarily use their spiritual power to slow them down.Everyone else felt more or less alive.

Without the threat of dying, some people immediately became impolite when speaking, and asked Zhuang Qingliu in a rather unpleasant tone: "Since there is another way to solve the illusion, why did you say that on purpose?"

Zhuang Qingliu chuckled, and just glanced at him casually from the corner of his eyes: "To let you know why the flowers are so red."

"..." After she finished speaking, the Qiu Sect Master, who was originally in charge of the hundred families stably and temporarily, clenched his fist into a fist, and coughed in a rather cryptic way, before he said to Zhuang Qingliu with some doubts, "Dare to ask Zhuang?" Young master, why can the blood of this silver-faced monk beside you break through illusions?"

Because he is the son of Yu Chenyue.

In many formations and illusions handed down from ancient times, whether it is a powerful or a big devil, when creating these things, most of them hope that their descendants will not be hurt by them, and they must also be able to inherit these things. go down.Therefore, since ancient times, the blood of father and son belonged to the same bloodline, and Duan Bin's blood could just unravel the illusion created by Yu Chenyue with his own blood.

Some things have to be said, there are all kinds of coincidences and luck blessings.

It's just that Zhuang Qingliu turned his eyes slightly, and after looking at Duan Bin's indifferent and gloomy expression wrapped under his downcast eyelashes, he looked away, and said to Sect Master Qiu without changing his face: "Because he is not a human being, he is actually ours. Therefore, the ancient mythical beast Qilin of Mengchao, so blood can solve formations, break obstacles, and destroy illusions."

Duan Bin: "..."

The rest: "???????"

Mei Xiaohan looked shocked, the corners of Mei Huari's eyes twitched, Zhu Heng folded his arms on the spot, his eyes were full of haha, and Mei Hualan was also rare. Although his expression was still very good, he turned his head and glanced at Zhuang Qingliu's face, his eyelashes flickered very odd.

Sovereign Qiu asked in disbelief on behalf of 6000 people: "Kirin?" Everyone's eyes fell on Duan Bin's face at the same moment, giving Duan Bin the illusion that he was not wearing a mask .

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes glanced at these people with different ghosts indifferently, and calmly said to them with certainty: "Yes. But it's not the auspicious beast unicorn, but the poisonous beast unicorn. The blood of the auspicious beast unicorn can cure hundreds of poisons. And his blood is full of poisons, if he touches it, he will die, so he can break through the illusion, because he fights poison with poison."

"..." Someone was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, but in fact they deliberately said, "I've heard of Qilin, but I've never heard of Ruidu. Is there really such a thing?"

"You don't have it here, but it doesn't mean Gu Mengchao doesn't have it." Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Many flowers, plants and everything in the world are born as mirror images, accompanied by poisonous poisons. If you don't know anything about it, you should go back and reflect on yourself first. Is it because you are ignorant and talk too much?"

The man's face changed a little, and he quickly disappeared into the crowd without saying a word.

Mei Xiaohan fisted at Zhuang Qingliu's eyes-opening and making-up, and then gave her a thumbs up in the dark.

This big fabricator is really awesome.

Although this topic has passed, the scene began to be filled with a strange silence and embarrassment. Everyone, including the Qiu Sect Master, didn't know what to do or say something out loud—after all, they were originally He came in with the purpose of chasing after Zhuang Qingliu, but now he has fallen into such a ridiculous situation where everyone feels suffocated. It looks like heaven and earth.

At this juncture, a figure in Tsing Yi who was separated from the crowd seemed to fly up again, but this time before he could show his head, Duan Bin who was beside Zhuang Qingliu sharply struck him down with a sword.Several leading sect masters had no time to take care of such trivial matters, and were busy secretly looking at each other, and then looking at each other

Before they looked at each other and came to a conclusion, Zhuang Qingliu turned around and said, "If there's anything we can go out to discuss, leave here now."

At this time, Pei Yi picked up his saber from the ground, frowned at Zhuang Qingliu behind him and said, "I don't understand a few things."

Zhuang Qingliu knew that he was referring to something that happened 20 years ago and recently, not about the unicorn illusion.But she still turned her head and glanced at this resolute boy who was full of straight man's air, and walked out and said, "You can ask, but I may not answer."

"Okay." Pei Yi patted off the dust stained on the scabbard, and said to her seriously, "I want to know the Jade Spirit when Brother Lan was in Lancheng 22 years ago..."

Just when he was halfway through speaking, the corners of his eyes flashed red, as if the spirit sword in Mei Hualan's hand suddenly lit up blazingly.The two who were walking side by side stopped immediately, and Zhuang Qingliu turned his head to glance around.

Immediately afterwards, there was a soft "噗嗤" that was almost inaudible, and Mei Hualan's figure immediately moved, and she swept away dozens of steps away, dragging a person into the sky!

But immediately after the puffing sound, a few tens of feet away, a sharp spirit sword suddenly burst out from the ground at the edge of the crowd!The sharp point of the sword pierced through the feet, piercing a person straight up into the blue sky!

When it was still splashing down with hot sticky blood, someone suddenly wiped his face and screamed: "—Ah!"

There was almost no pause, "Swish, swish, swish! Baozhuang Qingliu didn't have time to yell out a word. Under the vast plain, countless swords sprung up from the ground one after another like mushrooms after rain, all with The momentum of violent thunder soared into the sky!

Everyone was stunned, and in an instant they made the instinctive action of a monk—drawing their swords.

Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan quickly shuttled back and forth to mention the people around them, and at the same time said in the loudest voice: "Yu Jian! Don't draw your sword, Yu Kong dodges!! The higher you fly, the easier it is to hide!

Mei Xiaohan hooked Zhu Heng on his sword smoothly, and soon began to shuttle to save people skillfully.Mei Huazhou and Mei Siji had heard from Mei Xiaohan that they had encountered this kind of sword formation in Taohuayuan last time because of the ugly sword, so they were quite calm, and soon after they took off, they joined Back and forth to save people.

After all, those who can live in the illusion of ice and snow can be regarded as people with some cultivation, so after a short period of panic and blank faces, most of the monks managed to calm down quickly, calmly dodging in the air with their swords back and forth.Except for the dozens of people who were stabbed to death suddenly at the beginning, almost no one was injured in the next half an hour.Even if someone's spirit sword fails and falls from the sword, they will soon be picked up by the people next to him.

When countless dense hollows appeared on the huge and vast plain like wormholes, and the underground sword finally ran out, Zhuang Qingliu immediately flew down and fell to the ground at a high speed.

The still-shocked Sect Master Qiu and a group of people immediately chattered in surprise: "What's going on?" "How could there be so many giant swords breaking through the ground here?!" But it has something to do with you?!" The title changed again.

Zhu Heng suddenly turned his head: "Are you sick?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't answer a word, and quickly raised his hand, tens of thousands of white jade mussels with colorful luster flowing on the plain under the moon opened one after another like flowers, and then the two halves of the clam shells flew into the air, one after another. Quickly and closely collided together.

Such a scene is simply like an illusion, wonderful and shocking.However, the people from the immortal sect who were overwhelmingly anxious were not in the mood to appreciate them. They all raised their swords defensively and cautiously for a moment, and one of them sternly said: "Zhuang Qingliu, what the hell are you doing?!"

Mei Xiaohan's tone was very cold and quickly swept over with the wind: "Before you change your face and ask questions again, let's look up at the top of your heads before talking!"

Everyone's eyebrows twitched, and they looked up in an instant - only to see that in the darkness, there were only a few stars in the dim and flickering night sky that suddenly became brighter. The dots seem to spread out in an orderly manner like ripples, rapidly changing from small to large in the deep night.

Only a few people have not reacted for the time being, but most of the people who have reacted like lightning have a bang in their minds, as if something has exploded!

These are swords that have been lifted into the air for half an hour, and now the rain of swords is about to pour down! !

The crowd became chaotic, and everyone's pupils dilated in horror, reflecting countless sword tips that were rapidly growing and falling like cow hair.

The last time was in the wilderness, and there was nothing that could resist it. This time, at any rate, it was on the plain with white jade mussels. After Zhuang Qingliu hurriedly set up the outline, he continued to work and said quickly: "I'm still dawdling." What, hurry up and go in!"

Mei Xiaohan shouted loudly: "Cultivators with spare energy can come and help!" Pei Yi was the first to fly up.

At this time, the cultivator in Tsing Yi pulled out his sword again from the crowd with a clang, and without wasting any time, he stabbed at the back of Zhuang Qingliu, who was unable to make a move, as if he wanted to die with her at all costs posture.

Everyone was busy going forward to build the white jade mussel together with Zhuang Qingliu. Zhu Heng only used the bow horn to push the monk in green away sharply, squinting and said, "Are you looking for death?"

The monk in Tsing Yi roared loudly with red eyes: "What difference is there between me being alive and dead? My life has been ruined by her long ago!"

Zhu Heng looked down at him coldly, and threw him away with a bowstring without hesitation: "There is nothing worth destroying in the life of a person like you, just stop immediately." The monk in blue was thrown away by her After falling more than ten feet away, he lay on the ground in embarrassment and coughed up blood.

Sect Master Qiu maintained his composure with cold hands and feet and asked, "Young Master Zhuang, can your white jade clam withstand the impact of these spirit swords?"

Before Zhuang Qingliu could say anything, someone immediately criticized him sharply: "Sect Master Qiu, you still believe her! This is definitely her fault. She was surrounded by our sword array just now, those faces They are all expedient measures! In order to strangle us all without any effort!"

Mei Hua raised her hand to imitate Zhuang Qingliu's appearance, and helped her use spiritual power to adjust and build a huge clam top. While talking and doing things, she spoke very fast: "Sect Master Sima, if you are not blind, you can I can see how powerful the rain of swords is falling, and your sparse sword array of 6000 people is just like children playing around, why is there any need to be afraid of being surrounded by you?"

"Smart words and sophistry!" The suzerain of the Sima family suddenly moved the mole on his mouth, waved his sword and raised his sword, shouting and shouting, "Follow me! It will take two seconds for the rain of swords to fall. Everyone follow me!" I fly out of here myself!"

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at his figure out of the corner of his eyes: "This peach blossom garden is so big, it takes half a month to get here, where are you flying?"

"Don't worry about it!" Sect Master Sima Yujian's voice quickly swept away from midair, and he still rushed behind him with a stern voice, "Everyone, look at the place she let you enter?! That traps and kills countless people. The white jade clam, that was her murderous weapon! One white jade clam can trap a person to death and cannot get out, but now tens of thousands are connected together, what an obvious trap, if you dare to go in, you will die without a place to die!"

This sentence seems to have a deterrent effect, and it precisely cast a shadow over everyone's hearts at the critical moment.Although only a few monks of the Sima family flew away with the Sima lord, the rest of the people were still chattering and making a lot of noise.Time was passing by every minute and every second, and the sword rain in the sky was getting closer and closer. Everyone stood on the sword anxiously, not sure about the slightest idea.

One person turned his head left and right and said, "What should I do? Who can tell me what to do?! Sect Master Sima's words seem to make sense..."

Zhu Heng raised his eyebrows coldly, and glanced over in an instant: "Where did the chicken come from talking too much? Or are you caught and eaten locusts now?"

Another person chirped and asked: "How many sword rains are there in total, can we fly out?"

Zhu Heng immediately swept his sleeves with the spiritual power of the spiritual bow, and directly lifted him away: "Then you get out now."

The crowd spread too wide, and it was noisy, as if boiling everywhere, where there was a small bubble, only the people around could find it.Not far away, there were still people on both sides who seemed to want to go down to help and stop them: "Whether the white jade clam can resist or not, no one knows. Maybe it will die if it is set up. Do we need to go down to help? It's better to save some spiritual energy for a while..."

Zhu Heng, who was shuttling through the crowd, turned around suddenly, and slowly put on a frosty face, bowed his bow and took an arrow at this man: "No need. Save some spiritual energy and dig your own grave." Sure enough, the arrow suddenly shot Shooting like piercing the moon, it pierced the man from between the eyebrows, and fell from mid-air with a bang.

Only then did Zhu Heng turn around, and continued to glance at the densely packed crowd around him coldly.She is like a crab, domineering and can go wherever she wants.

Mei Xiaohan turned his back and listened to her indiscriminate attack for a long time, his eyes finally became a little strange, he turned his head, and glanced at the extremely irritable princess.

"Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet!" Mei Sigui burrowed into Zhuang Qingliu's collar, showing only a small curly head from beginning to end, and also scolded these people endlessly, it was fierce.

Mei Hualan was so busy, she turned her head to look at Zhuang Qingliu's lapel collar and laughed in a low voice—when Mei Sigui used to be curious about catching bugs, she would use a small claw to buckle down on the ground first to cover it , However, sometimes I held my hands expectantly, raised my paws, and saw that the little bug had burrowed into the soil and disappeared, and then it would swear at the ground for a long time.

"Ah!" A large group of people would rather stand in the air than come down to help.But after the patrolling and cursing by the princess and the little bird, at least no one dares to force her to talk about it anymore. It’s even less of a thing that I’m despicable and want to save some spiritual power, so I have a weird heart to stop other people who want to help. .

When the rain of swords woven into the sky could clearly see the pattern of each sword, Mei Huazhou finally stopped, and said in a gentle voice, "Then you all go to die and make way!"

Zhuang Qingliu was very moved by the Mei family's ancestral irritable temper at this critical moment - Mei Hualan and Mei Xiaohan were very irritable at the critical moment, let alone Mei Sigui, a little bird that was raised and kept swearing.She pulled Mei Hualan's hand, and dodged in.

As for those people outside, she would not persuade those who wanted to, and those who didn't want to.This is a very important choice, and those who are reluctant to pull it in are useless when they need to use it later.

"Since Sect Master Mei has taken the lead in making a table and going in to dispel our doubts, we will talk about some things later."

Sect Master Qiu finally made a clear statement quickly, but he said "Let's go back" without delaying any time in his actions. He paved the steps for himself with high-sounding words, quickly drilled in, and then raised his hand and said : "Everyone, come in quickly! I am waiting for the people of Xianmen, why are you afraid of death, but it is always a moment to live longer!"

With him taking the lead, all the people turned around and rushed in with flying swords in an instant.

Rumble, rumble, rumble——!The earth-shattering pouring sword rain fell like a companion with the force of thunder, and the white jade mussels above the head were densely screaming like drums, and the dust all over the sky rose up, and the soil on the ground was deeply nailed and splashed in all directions. Probably soon densely packed into the same hedgehogs as last time.

The sky was still gloomy, and although every sword strike seemed to be stabbed in the heart, the white jade clam on the top of the head was firmly supported together, without even a broken kiss, and everyone was on the neck. When I was almost sore, I was finally able to lower my head and catch my breath.

Someone lit up a fire talisman, and Zhuang Qingliu looked around quietly under the firelight at these hundreds of patriarchs—these "suzerains" were killed by her back then, and the ones on top of them were mostly their young heirs , is definitely not as good as the previous ones.However, they were killed by Zhuang Huang again. This time, even the original young suzerains were gone, and the top ones were even worse.But the most important thing is that just before entering Taohuayuan this time, these worse people were killed again.Now sitting in the white jade clam, those who reluctantly lead the sect and clan are already generals among the most reluctant dwarfs.

Therefore, the power of the Hundred Families of the Immortal Gate is being weakened step by step, and being invisible step by step.

The sword rain on the top of his head could not be finished for a while, Zhuang Qingliu finally put away the shadow in his heart, lightly hooked from Zhu Heng's sleeve in the air, took out a small blue gourd porcelain bottle, and poured out a bottle of water from it. Something like a green jelly bean spread out the palm of Meihualan, and said to her: "Eat."

Although this white jade clam can resist the sword rain, the connection between floating and each other is all maintained by spiritual power, and the plum blossom circle is the one that consumes the most.

The two sat side by side on the body of a white jade clam. Hearing the words, Mei Hualan looked at the palm of his hand in a blink of an eye. Hearing the sound of the small porcelain bottle pouring, he could tell that there were not many things in it. Fragrant jelly beans, five at most.

After twisting this "jelly bean" with her fair fingers, she squeezed Zhuang Qingliu's chin with the other hand, and fed it into her mouth without saying anything.

Zhuang Qingliu laughed, and generously poured another one, this time directly into her mouth.

Zhu Heng, who strode over from the side, was about to turn black into the bottom of a pot. He put the porcelain bottle back in his hand, turned his head and left.However, he didn't take two steps, and came back with big strides, not looking at Meihualan, only looking at Zhuang Qingliu: "You love her so much?"

Zhuang Qingliu looked at her inexplicably: "I don't love her, don't I love you?"

Zhu Heng: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu said again: "You can't be jealous of me just because you are still single."

Zhu Heng: "..."

"Aren't you jealous that I'm so idle? I'm so cute, so powerful, and so good. It's normal for someone to like me. Don't compare me." Zhuang Qingliu winked at her, "You have the time, or reform Enrich yourself, maybe someone will like it."

Zhu Heng stared at her coldly for a long time, and when Jian Yu came to a stop, he turned around without saying a word, walked to the side suddenly, and poured the remaining two jelly beans in the small porcelain bottle into Mei Xiaohan's mouth. mouth.

Mei Xiaohan, who was meditating and breathing a sigh of relief, felt a slightly cold hand pinch her chin suddenly, and then something cold was poured into her mouth, she opened her eyes in shock, and looked in front of her Zhu Heng.

The dog named Zhu Liangliang swished the small bottle into her collar and said, "It's poison."

Mei Xiaohan: "??????" Where did this elementary school chicken get angry again? !

Zhuang Qingliu, who was next to Princess Ben, was laughing like hell. At this moment, someone tentatively got up and looked out from the edge, saying, "It seems to have stopped."

Mei Hualan turned her head and reminded concisely: "Don't go out."

The man withdrew half of his foot immediately: "What?"

"Didn't you see that after these spirit swords are buried in the ground, they can go up to the sky and then fall down again and again, back and forth, in a cycle." Zhuang Qingliu said.

Everyone's faces turned ugly immediately: "Then what should we do? Are we going to stay here forever?" Someone tentatively looked outside and asked, "Can't we go out and destroy these swords?"

"The ones outside are the spirit swords from the last cultivator, and each one is not inferior to the swords in your hands. You can't even cut a scratch, how can you destroy it?" Mei Huazhou reminded, "Besides, everyone, we only have five swords. There are more than a thousand people, and there are countless hundreds of thousands of spirit swords outside."

"Those are the spirit swords from the previous cultivation world?" The previous rumors and speculations have finally been witnessed and confirmed, but under this continuous exhaustion, everyone has been unable to feel how shocking it is.Someone just offered, "So how do we get out now?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't say anything, but just said: "Come closer, come here and make half of the room." After she finished speaking, Qiu Sect Master immediately turned his head and said, "Do as you want."

In fact, the space under the white jade clam is very spacious. Everyone didn't squeeze too much, and half of the space was quickly vacated.At this time, Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan joined forces to exert spiritual power, and suddenly turned half of the white jade clam over, and spread it upside down under their feet, so that the upper and lower sides were closely connected, and no matter whether the spirit sword broke through the ground or fell, it couldn't penetrate it. .

One person asked vigilantly, "...Are we going to stay here forever?"

"Of course not, but for the sake of safety, I can only stay here for the time being, and I can't take a step out." Zhuang Qingliu sat down next to the clam, and then looked around, "But it's not impossible to get out of the Peach Blossom Spring, just See if you want to."

Mei Xiaohan immediately reacted and said: "Senior Zhuang, you mean--everyone use spiritual power to urge this huge group 'White Jade Clam' to move together."

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows, obviously not saying much.Although this will not be too fast, but in the current situation threatened by the sword rain, this is the only way to go.

After the five or six thousand monks looked at each other for a while, Sect Master Qiu nodded and said, "Everyone, stop hiding your spiritual power, let's do it together." After he finished speaking, everyone moved their wrists one after another. stand up.

Zhuang Qingliu said again: "There are about a thousand people who can be mobilized. They can be divided into three groups of people in rotation, and the other group of people preserves their spiritual power to prevent further accidents."

Sect Master Qiu still nodded, ordered to go down and said: "Let's arrange it like this." Then he said to the close disciple beside him, "During this time, you also go down and check to find out who came to report to Young Master Zhuang at the very beginning. The news that he escaped into Peach Blossom Spring. I was dealing with secret documents at the desk, and just hearing the sound of footsteps, I knew that the person’s cultivation level was not too low, and he must still be alive now.”

"Yes!" The entourage next to him immediately turned around and went down to investigate, and after a while, a middle-aged monk covered in purple clothes and dragon patterns came up.

Everyone's eyes fell on the purple-clothed glass dragon pattern, although not yet qualified to hang the purple jade pendant on the waist, but this is undoubtedly a disciple of Deng Linyu's family.Sect Master Qiu thought about it for a moment, but his tone was not aggressive, and he asked normally: "At first, it was said that Young Master Zhuang entered the Peach Blossom Spring, and then you brought people from hundreds of families in to pursue the news, did you report it?"

The cultivator was eight feet tall, but his voice was like a mosquito, he didn't dare to raise his head, and said, "It's me."

Sect Master Qiu asked strangely: "Then why didn't you stand up and say it was you when we asked for the first time?"

The monk trembled, and said with a pale face, "I... I didn't dare in that situation."

Just looking at this person's cowardly temperament, this statement is reasonable. Sect Master Qiu didn't say anything, but continued to ask: "You were guarding outside the Taohuayuan at that time?"

Cultivator in purple: "...Yes."

"Okay." Sect Master Qiu nodded, and said seriously, "Young Master Zhuang entered the Peach Blossom Spring, did you see it with your own eyes?" Cultivator in purple clothes: "No...no."

Sect Master Qiu's voice was a little harsher: "Then how dare you make a false report?!"

This matter was originally nothing, but this trip to Taohuayuan has already killed 5000 people, and it is definitely not small to investigate. The monk trembled, and his legs trembled: "It's not my false report, it's... our suzerain ordered Come down and let me report."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of violent shouting in the whole jade clam: "Yu Laichun, what are you talking about?!"

The purple-clothed cultivator’s voice suddenly brought out a cry: "It is true that the suzerain asked me to report, and also asked me to tell Qiu suzerain to organize people from the hundred families of the immortal sect to come in as soon as possible. I didn’t... If you don’t believe me, you can check me The void of memory."

Nearly a hundred monks from the Yu family in the clam were furious, and immediately a person with purple jade hanging from his waist stepped forward and kicked the monk named Yu Laichun over, shouting, "You son of a bitch, what do you mean?" ?! Even if the suzerain asked you to report this matter, what do you mean by deliberately chasing him at this juncture?!!"

Zhuang Qingliu beckoned suddenly, moved the monk out from under the feet of the crowd, squinted at a group of monks from the Yu family, and said, "I kept saying "Sect Master, so let me ask you why your Sect Master Yu didn't come this time, and where is he now?" ?”

The leader of the Yu family yelled angrily, "Don't try to tell the truth and spout blood. Our Yu family has more than a hundred people, the most of the hundred families, and they are all here!"

Zhuang Qingliu remained motionless: "I'm asking about your suzerain."

"The suzerain is always busy, why bother to leave for you!" The man snapped his hands together, "We, the direct disciples of the Yu family, are his representatives!"

"Really?" Zhuang Qingliu said to him rather paradoxically, "Then you will know soon——you are not his people."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly unfolded the long scroll of the fairy in the painting with both hands, and released the human pig inside.