The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. I suddenly feel that there is a huge amount of information.
"Fei Lao is actually Yan Lao's disciple, and seeing him slap Pan Yueren and call Senior Feng Yugan's kid, this..."
In the world of cultivation, members of the same sect may be ranked according to the order of entry into the eldest and the youngest. However, when leaving the sect and walking in the world, seniority is generally ranked based on the level of cultivation.
As far as Qingyun knows, Mr. Yan and Mr. Fei are both at the Wind Control Realm, but when Pan Yueren saw him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. Is it because their lineage is very senior in the world of cultivation? ?
As he was thinking about it, Mr. Fei said again:
"With the two Pan family members interfering like this, it's impossible to attend class. Everyone, please sit down."
"Okay~"
Feng Ziyu was unceremonious and sat down next to Mr. Fei. Qingyun hesitated for a moment but was generous. Only Shutong, the silly big man, worked hard without saying a word. Feng Ziyu was so angry that he kept poking him with the jade flute and mouthing He even scolded him for his stupidity.
Fei Lao saw it in his eyes, and although the wrinkles on his face were thick, he could not hide his smile.
"Qingyun, Zhijing Dongtian is not a life-and-death outside world in Kyushu. Next time you encounter a situation like Pan Long's, you should be merciful if you can. You killed six people at once. No wonder the evil aura on your body is so heavy."
It seemed like he was blaming him, but Qingyun didn't mean to blame him at all, which made him ashamed, but it also made the young man more vigilant.
Because if Feng Ziyu was the one who committed this matter, he would understand Mr. Fei's attitude. However, he and the other party were not related, so there was no need for him to offend a family patriarch who was in the Guiling Realm, not to mention that he had only just entered school a few days ago. .
After Qingyun kept nodding and apologizing, Mr. Fei held the spiritual tea handed over by Shutong and suddenly asked:
"By the way, did you steal the Pan family's heirloom or something? Why did you even lure Pan Yueren out?"
"Yes, Qingyun, and Pan Lingnian, he looks at you like he's looking at a fat sheep. What does he want from you?"
Feng Ziyu smiled and asked curiously.
"Hey, this...how should I say this?"
Qingyun looked troubled, and his heart was full of twists and turns.
He knew that this was an unavoidable problem, but Zang Feng was so mysterious that he really didn't want to reveal this secret to others easily.
Fei Lao's narrowed eyes were clear, but seemed to see everything. Seeing this, he shook his head and said:
"Well, no matter what the Pan family likes in you, Pan Linnian doesn't dare to do anything to you as long as I'm here. But the problem is that I can protect you for a while, but I can't protect you for a lifetime. If you leave Zhijing Cave, you should be extremely careful. "
"Yes, please keep this in mind, students."
Qingyun clasped his fists respectfully, and these words interrupted Feng Ziyu's thoughts of finding out.
"Xiaoyao, help me go out and take a look, and also explain this matter to the person in charge of the school building."
"yes."
Mo Shuiyao's cold voice came from Fei Lao's shadow, and the three of them felt as if something existed and then disappeared, which was very strange.
Taking advantage of this gap, Fei Lao talked a lot with Feng Ziyu and Shutong, leaving Qingyun aside. The young master did not dare to complain about this, and was happy to be quiet. Instead, he listened to a lot of Zhijing Dongtian, and also There is a story behind the two.
For example, Fei Lao's true age is far older than ordinary monks who have returned to the spirit realm, and he has even lived longer than those monks who have returned to the spirit in the later stage. It is probably due to his superb alchemy method that he can survive. This is probably why he can "rely on his old age and sell his old age" like this. s reason.
"According to this calculation, wouldn't Yan Lao live longer?"
The young master secretly speculated.
There are also Fei Lao Nai, who is the youngest disciple of Yan Lao who is still alive, and several other more highly respected senior masters who have already served as ministers with high status in Tianwei City or the Three Heavens and Four Sects.
"I am just Master's most incompetent disciple. The only thing I can do is to always be by his side and serve him until I too enter the coffin."
Fei Lao sipped his tea and joked.
"Fei Lao, if you fail, then all of us disciples and grandchildren will have to jump into the river!"
Feng Ziyu pretended to be displeased, making the old man laugh.
"Why are you looking at me? Why don't you go get Mr. Fei some tea!"
"Oh~"
He pinched the dazed Shutong hard, and Young Master Yu had a look of hatred on his face.
"Haha, don't say it, I'm really the most incompetent scoundrel now."
Fei Lao's smile became more kind, and he glanced at Qingyun thoughtfully.
When Mo Shuiyao's reply came from the shadow again, Fei Lao nodded and slowly stood up, followed by Qingyun and the others.
"Come on, let's go for a walk outside the city."
"Outside the city?"
The young man said in surprise first.
"Well, although Pan Yueren is afraid of me, the Pan family's methods and background are far beyond your imagination. You will know the twists and turns when your status in the sect improves."
After saying that, Mr. Fei waved his greasy and yellowed sleeves again, and the splash-ink landscape that sealed the wall and window turned into two black and white streams of light and flew into his sleeves.
"Do they still dare to monitor outside?"
Feng Ziyu frowned and asked.
"Who knows?"
Mr. Pan smiled softly and did not answer directly, but Mo Shuiyao's answer came from the shadow:
"There is no Pan family, but several senior officials from Jiangyun Cave's public trial office were waiting outside, and I sent them away."
"Well, then I'll give you a hard time, Xiaoyao. Go find them later and quickly downplay the matter. Don't let it get fermented. If Pan Yueren goes to find Feng Yuanjun, I will explain it to him."
"yes."
Although he was hiding deep in Fei Lao's shadow, Mo Shuiyao still fulfilled every instruction of his old man conscientiously.
After several people followed suit and followed each other out of the school building, they were already surrounded by students outside. When they saw this giant man appearing, they all bowed to worship him.
After Fei Lao accepted these courtesy calmly, he called out a scroll from his sleeve, stretched it out and opened it to a blank space. The old man jumped up and greeted the three juniors.
In the end, under the respectful and envious gazes of countless students, a few people took advantage of Fei Lao's flying treasure and disappeared into the sea of clouds and blue sky.
The cultivation of the Wind Control Realm is really powerful, but according to Qingyun's feeling, although Fei Lao's strength is strong, it seems to be very vague and uncertain. It is probably because the realm is too high, but the distance of a hundred miles should be reached in a moment.
The sharp-eyed Qingyun soon saw a small piece of lifeless ashes like a dead leaf from the sky, and Fei Lao also slowly landed at the same time.
"Is this your masterpiece too?"
He asked Qingyun calmly.
The young master couldn't feel the other person's emotional fluctuations, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, but he still said honestly:
"Yes, Mr. Fei."
"This is the first time I have seen this kind of poison that is full of the aura of death. Gee, it seems to have an extremely aura of death."
The old man took a deep breath of the surrounding air, and his voice sounded very solemn.
"Fei Lao...you..."
The young man wanted to stop him, but was interrupted.
"Qingyun."
"The students are here."
"Things must be reversed at their extremes. It's better to use less of this poison in the future. The cycle of cause and effect will lead to unpleasant retribution."
"Students take note."
Qingyun clasped his fists and buried his head deeply.
Perhaps when Xiao Qi heard this, he would have scoffed and cursed, but it was exactly the same as what Yan Lao had taught him back then.
He knew that the Qilin Purple Poison was overbearing. It was a poison that was completely opposite to life. If Qilin Bite represented the ultimate life, then Qilin Purple represented the ultimate death.
Even this kind of "death" perfectly outlined the balance of life and death in Xiao Luoyi's body back then, bringing the balance back to normal and preventing the karma of reincarnation from taking away her infant soul.
Just struggling to survive so far, I am very aware of those powerful and powerful means, just as Pan Yueren said in the classroom before:
"After searching for the soul, everything will be known naturally."
In order to survive, methods have long been reduced to secondary importance.
Although Feng Ziyu and Shutong only listened to Qingyun's general words to eliminate future troubles, but after Fei Lao saw with their own eyes the depressive despair contained in this kind of terror and domineering, they still felt deep fear in their hearts.
Especially Shutong, who only heard him murmur:
"The ancestral soul totem of my Jiu Niao clan is called Gan Zhen. It is said that in the ancient times, the great demon Gan Zhen could kill hundreds of people with one feather. I wonder if Qingyun's poison can be as powerful as yours."
Hearing this, the young master didn't know how to answer. He really didn't expect that these two alchemists spoke so highly of Qilin Purple Poison, but Mr. Fei shook his head categorically.
"It is said that Gan Zhen and Yue Zhu, one yin and one yang, are in conflict with each other. There is still a cure for the poison of Gan Zhen, but the poison of Qingyun..."
Unknowingly, the three of them looked at the young master at the same time.
"Mad, why are you looking at me?"
Qingyun complained silently, but he also knew that his many rare and inexplicable methods would be damned if they didn't arouse people's curiosity.
"Can you give me a hint?"
Mr. Fei still didn't get to the bottom of it, but he took the initiative to ask Qingyun for it.
"Brother Qingyun, I want it too."
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
The young man is crazy and evil in his heart. Fortunately, the Kirin Purple Poison is not incurable for him. Moreover, if there is only a trace, even if it does not cut off the vitality and longevity, I believe that with the cultivation of Fei Lao and Shutong, even if it is Poisoning shouldn't be a big deal.
At that moment, he reluctantly mobilized his spiritual power and drew a little bit of Kirin Purple Qi from the Poison Pill.
"This poison dissipates very quickly and is extremely transmissible. If it cannot be forcibly blocked with spiritual power, a jade bottle storing elixirs must be used."
Not to mention Shutong, even Mr. Fei extremely solemnly sealed the Kirin Purple Poison Seal again. Although Feng Ziyu didn't want it, she still didn't give up. She approached Qingyun and asked with a smile:
"Little genius, I didn't expect you to practice poison skills. This is an evil method!"
"Whatever is evil is not evil. What can save one's life is good."
Qingyun rolled his eyes at her angrily and said:
"I was just poisoned by this poison before, and then by chance I became resistant to it. Let alone using it against the enemy, it is extremely difficult to refine it."
After hearing this, Mr. Fei nodded quite pertinently and said:
"Yes, if Qingyun possesses a large dose of this toxin, I am afraid that thousands of miles around will be dyed into a dead land without any grass."
"Fei Laohui has a sharp eye."
Qingyun cupped his fists and said.
