The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

Xiangongling probed into the surrounding soil again, and after a while, she withdrew her hand, looked at Ji Fuxiang and said, "There is more than one empty tomb, and there are three parallel places on the left side, and there are no corpses, and there are no others."

Ji Fuxiang walked towards the three places Xiangong Ling mentioned, and quickly pointed out some messages to send out, and then he spoke again:

"These three are all elders of Meijiezhuang. To be more specific, they have reached the level of elders. These three are not low in status in Meijiezhuang. some."

"In the first seven days after death, it is very good to refine puppet corpses." Ji Fuxiang straightened his skirt and walked towards him, "The little girl presumes that this is a method of demonic cultivation, and the Qiandu Sect is full of loopholes, so I cannot absolve myself of the blame. "

"Junior Sister is right." Seeing Lan Ting coming at a leisurely pace, he raised his voice.

"People who are not of my race must have a different heart. The ancestor did not comment on this matter, but just sent a message, so we don't need to investigate."

Ying Zihuai also walked to Xian Gongling, "Senior brother, I heard that people from the Lusheng Palace, Xuanqing Sect and other sects will arrive at Meijie Village today, and even if there are some who can't make it, they will probably arrive in the next few days Come here. The empty tomb should have happened only in the last few days, and the origin is unknown, and many elders of Qingling are also very concerned."

Xiangong Ling calmed down slightly: At such a juncture, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the way to go. Other sects seem to be doing the opposite and sending people over one after another. I am afraid that most of them are for the sake of power. It's worth the shot.

"The people have arrived." Ji Fuxiang suddenly said, looking at one side from a distance, "There is more than one wave, it is inevitable that they will fight in advance, it is better to pay attention to that side first."

Ying Zihuai still felt bad: "Could it be that people from the Qiandu Sect have also come?"

Ji Fuxiang nodded solemnly: "There are quite a few people here."

All four of them felt a little uneasy.

When they rushed to the village, they saw that the courtyard was not too big, even though there were more than half a hundred people standing in it, it was still crowded, the strong wind blew past, and the fallen leaves seemed to be falling heavily among them. A boundary is drawn, swords are drawn, and the differences are self-evident.

Xiangong Ling quickly took a look at these people, but did not make a sound yet.

On the other hand, Lan Ting of Shaohua Sect had sharp eyes, and he sarcastically said at the beginning:

"This one looks familiar. Isn't he Elder Gan from the Qiandu Sect? Why do you have time to come here to yell at the juniors? Could it be that he was negligent before and came here to cover up the traces, or that he finally couldn't hide his tail and couldn't wait. One battle."

The person who was called was staring back with blue-gray eyes, coupled with a face of a coffin without any human color, if an ordinary person was stared at like that, he would probably be at war with each other, just hearing him retort:

"Huangkou children, it's you who will face each other with swords first, don't take shit from others."

This debate was naturally provocative, and some people seemed to be even more irritated, and immediately shouted in a voice that still sounded like a teenager: "Fuck you! You have been in trouble since you came out, and it has been up to now. Which clue? It's not related to your Qiandu Sect, it's still here...uuuuuuu!"

Xiangong Ling looked towards the source of the sound, it turned out to be an acquaintance.

Cheng Feng, who was at the back of the crowd, was given the shut-up formula. After struggling for a while, it seemed as if the bulging bubble had been punctured, and he just drooped his head and limp.

Beside him, the fellow disciples of Xuan Qingzong all stared straight ahead without blinking, as if they didn't notice anything.

But pretending to ignore it this time does not mean that it didn't happen. Seeing that Cheng Feng's words instantly stirred up thousands of waves, the scene became more and more tense.

"Let me ask a question."

A clear female voice suddenly sounded, and the rain and dew washed over the chaos in an instant. Everyone's eyes focused on it in unison, and another gust of wind blew past, but it was like passing through a mirror, and the court suddenly fell silent.

"Elder Gan hasn't made a move so far. Thinking about it, you must fight to the death now. Why are you drawing swords at each other?"

Gan Chen snorted coldly: "We are just here to investigate this matter, and we have not yet reached a conclusion. It is clear that you judge others by yourself. The hostility is too obvious, and the obstacles come first."

"You're talking nonsense! We came first, so it's fine if the Qiandu Sect doesn't give in. Besides, you are still suspected, why are you fighting for the place with us!" The man was at the head of the group, and he was also very angry.

"You're just talking about people with grandpa. Why are you grabbing the place? Could it be that you think that Meijiezhuang is unguarded, and it won't work if you take over your territory. You can see just how hypocritical it is!"

"You! It's hypocrisy for us to express our attitude a little bit. It's commendable for you demon cultivators to do evil openly, right?!"

Xiangong Ling said at the right time: "There may be no result in arguing any longer. How about taking a step back and looking at each other?"

Conflict was conflict, anger was anger, and after all, they weren't really determined to die, at least not yet.At this time, a step down with the trend is enough.

Sure enough, one of the Daoist cultivators who were yelling at the other party was stopped by his companion, and he cursed bitterly again, saying:

"Talking to a villain like you, if one more sentence is too long, let's go!"

Regardless of what the other party replied, he led a group of people inside.

Gan Tan looked at Xiangongling, but he just nodded his head and said nothing, he also led the people of Qiandu Sect back, and the courtyard suddenly became more than half empty.

Most of the remaining people also dispersed like birds and beasts. Cheng Feng was still speechless and just waved his hand as a greeting when he approached. Ling also pays tribute to the past.

He inadvertently glanced at the backs of Xuan Qingzong's group when they left. The inner disciples were neatly dressed, and the only one was in casual clothes. Although he stood shoulder to shoulder with Cheng Feng, he looked out of place.

The feeling of familiarity caused Xiangong Ling's eyes to freeze slightly, he didn't even think about it, his body already stepped forward and clasped the opponent's arm, and when it was time to make a move, he took a slow beat to check his breath.

No?

Xiangong Ling frowned secretly, when she saw the other person's face clearly, she also had the urge to reflect on herself.

The breaths are different, the faces are different, and even the temperament of the whole body is very different under observation. Even so, Xiangongling still has not let go, and his eyes are firmly locked.

It's a pity that the person detained by him still didn't show any suspiciousness. It seems that he was too worried and made a fuss.

Xiangong Ling heaved a sigh of relief. Out of selfishness, he naturally didn't want Yue Lixian to be involved. If possible, he hoped that his apprentice would never be in danger.

"Sorry." Xiangong Ling let go of her hand and took half a step back.

Someone noticed his movements and stopped: "The real king knows?"

"No... I think I made a mistake." Xiangong Ling took another look at the past, this time it was different from the first glance, but it became more and more unreal, so she took a few steps back to keep a distance.

Yun Lan glanced at Cheng Feng, who still shrugged his head, "This friend who seems to be Xiaofeng, I just met him not long ago."

Cheng Feng raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were full of panic under cover: "Brother, don't talk nonsense! We made an appointment a long time ago, didn't we just meet...Huh?"

He suddenly touched his mouth in surprise, as if he was wondering how he could speak again, and the next second, his ears were grabbed again.

"It hurts, hurts... Brother, be merciful!"

"I made an appointment a long time ago... cheating?" Yun Lan smiled gently, but her attack became more serious.As soon as he let go, Cheng Feng thought it was over, and received another slap on the back of the head.

"It's better to practice hard and talk to your brother again."

Pig mate!

Yue Lixian thought he wanted to expose, but he hadn't penetrated into the enemy's interior yet, he just met him, so the exposure must have been too fast!

It was hard for him to discuss with Cheng Feng. It's fine if this person is not useful, but he is still demolishing his backstage at this time?

Yun Lan rubbed her hands and said, "Since the real king doesn't know him, then it's nothing."

"...I withdraw my preface for now."

On the surface, Yue Lixian was calm and calm, but inside he quietly pricked up his ears, and the alarm bells rang loudly.

Only Xiangong Ling said to him calmly: "What do you want to say?"

A pair of shallow eyes also looked at him without emotion, Yue Lixian was a little frightened, and in his heart, he described his "death" countless times after lying to his master.

... He is not going to go to the point of resisting to the death.

Yue Lixian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly rushed behind Xiangongling, the distance was very appropriate, which also meant that he did not deny it.

Knowing current affairs to the point that Xiangong Ling wondered how many times he had rehearsed in his mind, and wanted to punish him in public.

Yunlan understood: "It seems that Zhenjun knows him, so I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the inner courtyard again, Cheng Feng sobbed but couldn't form a syllable, he seemed to be silenced again, he looked at Yue Lixian and seemed to want to hum something more, but was suddenly caught by his fellow disciple Unceremoniously pulled away.

Yue Lixian read out some meanings, even if the sound transmission passed, it would not help, so she could only think: I can't protect myself, I'm sorry.

Ji Fuxiang glanced behind Xian Gongling with some unknown meaning, but he didn't ask any further questions, "Shaohua Sect also has some more people here, and the senior sister has already gone to meet them."

"Why don't Miss Ji come together?"

"Zhenjun has something to take care of, I will pay more attention." After saying that, he actually smiled.

Xiangong Ling also moved the corners of her lips a little, obviously she was used to it.

It was only a few days apart, how could Yue Lixian think that someone was so close to his master, and immediately stepped forward to pull the hem of his clothes with some taste, trying to attract his attention.

Xiangongling didn't react much, I don't know if he was attracted or not, but Ji Fuxiang noticed it, and he smiled unabated like "Aiwujiwu".

When his complexion was about to get worse, the other party turned around and left, as if he just stayed longer to wait for Xiangong Ling, this cognition made Yue Lixian even worse.

Ying Zihuai went back first since the confrontation broke up at that time, he was thinking about something with his teacup in his hand, only moved his head when he heard Xiangong Ling's return.

It was not only Xiangong Ling who entered the house, there was another person following him.

Ying Zihuai saw that Xiangong Ling had brought someone over, looked him over and over again before hesitating, "This is..."

"friend."

Listening to this introduction, Yue Lixian was a little puzzled as to why Master didn't expose him directly, but he also took a quick step forward and said hello to Ying Zihuai.

Ying Zihuai responded briefly, and then looked at Xiangongling: "Where are Miss Lanting and Miss Ji?"

"I went to rendezvous with the same door, and I don't know if I will come back."

Ying Zihuai put down his teacup, and asked just now: "Then this... this young master, there are still spare rooms in this pavilion, which have not been used, and naturally have not been tidied up. I will take you to see it."

Xiangong Ling said: "It's good for him to follow me, please worry about it, Junior Brother."

With that said, the door of the room was shut with a "snap".

Ying Zihuai never knew that there was someone who could be treated like this by Xiangong Ling, it was really strange.He shook his head, without much entanglement, picked up the teacup and continued to think.