Neither Huo Chongxiao nor Yue Yunqiao noticed that Ning Yanzhi was standing in the corner.
He silently watched the two people flying under the moon without moving for a long time. Until a messenger talisman flew over and landed on his hand.
Seeing the master's familiar handwriting, he let out a breath and turned to go to his master's house to say goodbye.
Ji Xingge had sobered up and was talking to others. He quickly asked: "But I didn't entertain you well? I'm so sorry. I drank too much just now."
"No, I had a lot of fun today. My master summoned me for something."
Seeing that he didn't look unhappy, Ji Xingge stood up and said goodbye with a smile: "In that case, I won't force you to stay. We will meet again next time we have the opportunity."
Ning Yanzhi smiled lightly and hugged the others before walking away.
After he left, Zhou Yiyuan sighed: "Brother Ning really lives up to his name! Although he looks cold on the outside, he is gentle on the inside. He lives up to his reputation."
He Shuangchi and Tao Hanling nodded, but Ying Shaoguang and Baili Xu remained silent.
Ji Xingge found out and joked: "Why don't you two say anything? Are you not convinced?"
Ying Shaoguang displayed his fan and snorted: "I haven't even been convinced by the young sect leader, so why should I bow to him?"
That was certainly his style, and the others laughed.
"Just be tough! Number eight!"
While laughing and joking, Ling Bufei came back with a mountain breeze: "What are you talking about?"
"Young Master," Baili Xu immediately complained, "Senior Brother Ying said he doesn't obey you."
Ling Bufei said "Oh" and said nonchalantly: "Who has he served? I suspect that he always said something back when he took the oath to the ancestor."
So everyone laughed even more cheerfully, and Ji Xingge even asked: "Brother Ying, is it true?"
Ying Shaoguang turned his head and shook his fan quickly, not bothering to argue with them.
——
When Ning Yanzhi walked into the palace, Cen Muliang was sitting by the window, looking at the mountains and forests at night.
"Master."
Cen Muliang turned around, glanced sharply at him, and asked, "Are you going to drink?"
"Yes." Ning Yanzhi lowered his head, "Miss Qi Feng Gu Ji is the host and invites us to gather together before the spiritual conference. Everyone else has gone. It would be too arrogant for me not to go."
Cen Muliang didn't take it seriously: "No need to explain more, I don't blame you as a teacher."
He pointed to the opposite side, motioned for Ning Yanzhi to sit down, and continued: "You are too cold-tempered. If you can have a few close friends, it would be a good thing for you as a teacher."
Ning Yanzhi was moved: "Yes, I have made you worry about my disciple."
Cen Muliang took a sip from the tea cup and clicked on the book on the case: "This is the summary of today's proceedings. Take a look."
Ning Yanzhi was confused. Looking at his master's appearance, what was the problem?
With this thought in his mind, when he finished reading the minutes, his expression changed drastically.
"Master! This..."
What the Immortal Lords are discussing today is the inside story of the Yelan Kingdom incident. According to the news returned by the surveillance team, these monsters suddenly appeared a few months ago, but have been suppressed. It wasn't until the spiritual conference started that they came out to cause trouble.
"The night demon appeared suddenly. According to the clues found, it has been lurking in the palace for more than half a year. We checked the demon-sealing barrier and found that there was indeed a loophole that no one knew about. It is thought that these monsters came out of this loophole. .”
Cen Muliang paused and continued: "In addition, we checked that snare. The material is very special. It is most likely from the demon world, but the refining method was passed down by the immortal sect."
"..." Ning Yanzhi's face turned pale, "Is it a conspiracy in the demon world, or is there a traitor among us?"
Cen Muliang said: "Either there are monks who defected to the demon world and helped them refine this thing, or there are people with ulterior motives hidden in the world who secretly fight against the major immortal sects - I think the second possibility is more likely .”
Ning Yanzhi didn't speak for a while.
This news is so shocking. The seemingly peaceful world of cultivating immortals turns out to be full of crises inside.
"If you hadn't fought hard this time, what would have happened? All major immortal sects' golden elixir disciples suffered heavy casualties. They are all the future pillars of the immortal sect. Its far-reaching influence is beyond words."
Ning Yanzhi nodded. Those are the disciples with the highest qualifications in each of the major immortal sects, and the future Nascent Souls and Transformation Gods will all come from them. The spiritual conference was wiped out in one fell swoop, and the talent pool was cut off for at least a hundred years. If there are a few gods among them, the influence will last for thousands of years.
It's a good move to attack the spiritual cultivation conference. It only takes one demon above Nascent Soul to disrupt the entire world of immortal cultivation.
"So, do you understand?" Cen Muliang stared at him, "We have a potential enemy. We don't know who he is or where he is, let alone how many there are. Maybe he is hiding among us, waiting for opportunities. Subvert the world of immortality!"
On the other side, the party broke up soon after Ning Yanzhi left.
Bai Mengjin, Ling Bufei and Baili Xu returned to the palace.
"Hey, you smell like drunk, you're having a lot of fun!" Yuan Songqiao's slow voice came.
"Uncle!"
"Master!"
The three people immediately stood up, lowering their heads and acting obediently.
Yuan Songqiao came out of the inner room, walked around in front of the three of them, and finally stopped in front of Baili Xu, lifting up his clothes: "Well, you smell of alcohol the most, and it seems that you drank the most. Forgot. Is it your responsibility?"
"Master, I didn't!" Bailixu shouted, "I just drank a few sips, and you can see that I don't even blush!"
However, Yuan Songqiao didn't believe it and patted his head: "Run around Ziyun Palace ten times tomorrow and don't use the lightening technique!"
"...Yes." Baili Xu responded aggrievedly.
Bai Mengjin and Ling Bufei snickered. In fact, Baili Xu was telling the truth. They drank more, but from playing around in the sky earlier, most of the alcohol odor had dissipated and could not be smelled.
Yuan Songqiao raised his hand and threw something shiny.
Bai Mengjin took it and found that it was the borrowed net.
She asked: "Uncle Yuan, have you found out?"
Yuan Songqiao replied: "It can be said that it has been found out, or it can be said that it has not been found out."
He instructed Baili Xu to wash his face to disperse the smell of alcohol, and continued: "We can't figure out who made this thing, and it doesn't match any of the weapon refiners we know. However, we can be sure that the refiner made it. The craftsmanship is passed down from the immortal sect, which means that the person who made the weapon must be a monk."
"Ah?" Ling Bufei and Baili Xu were shocked.
Bai Mengjin thought in his heart that it was indeed so.
Something happened at the spiritual training conference in the previous life, but there were no such detailed clues. I only knew that there was an unknown loophole in the demon sealing barrier, and it was suspected that someone was secretly colluding with the demon world.
In the following hundreds of years, disputes continued in the world of immortality. For example, she betrayed her master, the Zhou family of the Seven Star Sect was massacred, and the sword demon Leng Qiufeng was born... causing a bloody storm.
At the time of her rebirth and return, the world of immortality was in turmoil. Faced with the upcoming battle to seal the demon, there was almost no certainty...
A few minutes late...
