"Really?" Zhenjun Zhongxing looked surprised, "Looking at his age, he is probably younger than Mo Huai Chunan. He has formed pills at a young age, and his combat prowess and courage are not bad. He is not an elite disciple of Taiyi Sect?"
His face was full of doubts, "You old man, could you be tricking me? How can a casual cultivator with no resources or connections have such an amazing talent?"
The Wang family member flicked the sleeves of his robe and pretended to be angry: "You will know if you are right or wrong just by asking. What am I trying to do to you?"
The two of them sang and harmonized, while lifting up Feng Jue, they quietly stepped on Mo Huai and Chu Nan's two geniuses.
Zhenjun Fushu raised his eyebrows and his eyes became subtle. Previously he was dissatisfied with the sarcasm of several people, but now he has put it down.
Two idiots, if one day Qianjiu's identity is revealed, they will have a profound understanding of what it means to have trouble come from the mouth.
Zhongxing Zhenjun and the head of the Wang family are also old foxes. When they came into contact with Fushu's meaningful eyes, they suddenly felt strange. Just as they were about to probe and ask, Fuyue asked: "How many people are there in Huai'er?"
Ye Zheyan was slightly stunned, wasn't this a sarcastic comment from Fu Shu?
Xiao Zhen next to him didn't think so much. When he met Fu Yue's gaze, he was as tall as a monk and was confused: "Didn't he return to Fenshui City a few months ago?"
The crowd stagnated and became quiet for an instant. These juniors were now the center of attention. If they returned, Fenshui City would definitely come to take revenge.
In the past few months, people have been traveling between Qinghe River Valley and Fenshui City almost every day, but there has never been any news about these people.
Everyone's eyes fell on Fuyue and Jinqing, the two leaders, and their gloating could hardly be concealed.
During the trip to Jiuliyuan, except for Yaoxiu and Canye Pavilion, all those who came out were disciples from Taiyi Sect and Tianxin Pavilion. Especially from Taiyi Sect, six people from one sect came out alive, and among them there was a female cultivator who was also an immortal. The mansion is favored by the gods.
As these disciples grow up, their position as the giant of Canglan Taiyi Sect will still be firm in the future. They will still have to succumb to him and accept his orders. How can they not be envious or jealous.
Under everyone's gloating eyes, Fuyue asked: "How many months ago?"
At this time, Xiao Zhen also realized that the matter was serious, and said hurriedly: "Yes, after receiving your summons, the few friends set off to return to Fenshui City. Why, didn't they come back?"
The expressions of the True Lords of Tai Tian Xin suddenly darkened. A few months passed, and they did not respond to the summons, and they did not take it to heart.
They had just experienced a big battle, and it would take time for the juniors to heal and comprehend their wounds, and the battle in the Qing River Valley did not lack a few of their golden elixir monks.
Moreover, all the witchcraft killers from the Zhongshan Sect were wiped out, and Xing Ye also returned to the Qing River Valley, and the road was very safe.
Even if a thoughtless Nascent Soul cultivator has to take the risk of offending the four sects and attack them, there is no problem in running away if he fails to defeat them.
Now, all the monks who set off after the Yexiao family have arrived, but the few who set off a few months ago have yet to arrive...
In the midst of the silence, True Lord Suxi opened his thin lips and said, "Little friend Yun said last time that Jingzhe doesn't seem to be in the Qinghe River Valley."
The hearts of the true kings of Tai Tianxin suddenly sank to the bottom. If they encountered Jingzhe, the consequences would be disastrous.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and find her!" Chu Nan's Master, True Lord Jin Shu, urged hurriedly. She looked at the Pavilion Master, True Lord Jin Qing, "Senior sister, I'll go."
There are mostly alchemists in Tianxin Pavilion, and most of them are in Fenshui City. There are only three people here: the master of the pavilion, Zhenjun Jinqing, the master of formation, Zhenjun Jinshu, and Zhenjun Rongqiu.
Jin Qing's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. If she really encountered Jingzhe, only the formation master could protect all the juniors downstairs. After thinking for a moment, she nodded: "That's fine."
Then he looked at Fuyue, "Fellow Taoist Fuyue, where are you?"
Fuyue pursed his lips tightly and ordered Fushu in a deep voice: "Junior brother, go there in person and be sure to bring a few people back safely."
"Xiao Yan, you go too!" Thinking of Yunli and the others' help to Zhongzhou, Xiao Zhenyang shouted.
After sending the three people away, he comforted Fuyue and the others: "Canglan is so big, it may not necessarily be because of the Jingzhe. Maybe there are other things that have delayed it."
If something happened to someone else, he wouldn't mind gloating like everyone else, but Yunli and the others were very kind to the family, so he couldn't stand by and watch if something happened to them.
Xiao Zhen started, and everyone else, whether genuine or fake, all offered words of comfort.
After the regular meeting, Ye Zheyan went to Fuyue's residence and said, "Feng Jue's words have awakened me. For senior officials of Canye Pavilion such as Xingye and Jingzhe, I might as well use the Jueling Formation."
"Jue Ling Array," Fuyue was slightly startled, then his eyes suddenly lit up, "It's a method!"
Soon, he hesitated again, "Xing Ye Jingzhe is a sword cultivator. Even if he doesn't use his spiritual power and consciousness, his combat power is far beyond that of ordinary people. I'm afraid..."
Ye Zheyan rolled his eyes secretly, old fox, he didn't believe Fuyue didn't think of using the number of people, but he just didn't want to bring it up himself.
It's just that their two families are already life-or-death enemies with Canye Pavilion. Unless Canye Pavilion is completely eradicated, it will be hard to swallow the bad breath in their hearts. Even if they are willing to endure it, Canye Pavilion may not be willing to do so.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Zheyan said: "It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. Without the huge gap in spiritual power and consciousness, actual combat experience can be made up by the number of people."
Fuyue frowned, and his face struggled several times. After a long time, he raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows, and sighed softly: "I don't know how many more lives will be lost."
This was agreed. Ye Zheyan breathed a sigh of relief, turning a blind eye to his words of concern for the country and the people, and continued to remind: "I don't know when the witch will wake up, so this matter must be done as soon as possible."
Fuyue shook his head, "Huai'er said that the spy was someone else, have you found out who it is?"
"This..." Ye Zheyan choked, "The spies were hidden very deep, and all the relevant personnel were dead. It will be difficult to find out for a while."
Fuyue's face turned solemn and he said seriously: "You only have one chance. You must be absolutely sure. Don't you worry if we don't find out the spies?"
Ye Zheyan frowned. This method focused on surprise. If the news was leaked, how could Xingye and Jingzhe be introduced into the Jueling Formation?
Or maybe the opponent will take advantage of the situation and lead a group of killers into the Ultimate Spirit Formation. By then, they will be the ones who die.
Fuyue added: "There is also the spy lurking among our four sects. We must also find him."
Ye Zheyan was even more heartbroken when he mentioned this matter. If the four major sects had not revealed this matter, they would not have easily agreed to encircle Canye Pavilion.
The four major sects have all been planted with spies by Canye Pavilion. If they are allowed to develop, the righteousness will be subverted sooner or later.
In addition, various sects are not sure how many of their own people are Canye Pavilion spies. They want to check, but they are afraid of alerting others, so they might as well take this opportunity to conduct a general purge.
Ye Zheyan let out a breath. The matter has come to this, and it is useless to think about it. What he can do now is to eradicate Can Ye Pavilion as soon as possible and end this battle.
"Besides, Feng Jue..."
Fuyue's words brought Ye Zheyan back from his thoughts. He calmed down and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
Fuyue raised his eyebrows, "Do you value him very much?"
Ye Zheyan's eyes narrowed, and he remembered Fu Shu's strange expression at the door of the camp, and a vague thought flashed through his mind.
After thinking for a moment, he said: "He proposed the method of the Jueling Formation. He also contributed a lot to our Zhongzhou City this time. He has talent, ability, and brains. I really value him."
"If there is no accident, he should be Qianjiu."
"What?" Ye Zheyan was suddenly startled. After thinking about it, he realized that it made sense.
The talents of Yunli and other four sect disciples are already at the top of the continent, and Feng Jue is not weaker than them in everything, and even firmly dominates Mo Huai and Chu Nan. If this is true among casual cultivators, everyone would do it. After being a casual cultivator, why should I pay homage to an aristocratic family?
When he was almost done digesting it, Fuyue continued: "We have found the real person Pohuan Yanjun. Whether it is true or not, we will know after a test."
Ye Zheyan's eyes deepened, "If it's really him, then we have to think of a foolproof strategy. This guy is extremely cautious, and his movement speed is very good. Once he notices something escaping, it will be difficult to catch him. Moreover, He has reached the threshold of the middle stage of Jindan."
"Mid-stage Golden Core! So fast!" Fuyue cried out.
Qianjiu came out of Jiuliyuan in the late stage of foundation building. He had only formed the elixir for a few years, but he had already touched the threshold of the middle stage of the golden elixir. If he continued at this rate, would he still be far away from forming a baby?
With his natural strength, Jieyinghou is afraid that there will be another Xingye Jingzhe, no, it will be stronger than Xingye Jingzhe!
He was a swordsman who realized the power of law during the foundation building stage. Although he probably only encountered the power of law in Chen'er's body accidentally and could not fully grasp it, this already showed his potential.
"He had an epiphany." Ye Zheyan smiled bitterly. Once he had an epiphany, it was worth decades of hard work for others. Looking at the movement that day, he realized a lot.
Fuyue no longer knew what to say. He had just left Jiuliyuan and had a battle with Chen'er. He realized the power of the law. In just a few years, he had another epiphany. This boy's talent and understanding were unprecedented!
At this moment, he couldn't help but think to himself, if there had been no trouble in the Four Seasons Valley and he had successfully entered the sect, how prosperous the sect would be now.
He closed his eyes, suppressed thousands of thoughts and sighed, "This matter must be considered in the long run. Before that, no clues can be revealed. Please pay attention to fellow Taoist Ye."
After a pause, he added: "Don't tell Xiao Zhen beforehand."
Ye Zheyan nodded. Lao Xiao was a very stubborn person. If he were to find out that Feng Jue was Qianjiu, there was no way he would reveal it directly to Qianjiu in order to repay the kindness of saving his family.
Time flies by like a white horse, and the time of cultivation passes particularly quickly. Ten years pass by quietly in the blink of an eye.
Immortal Weeping Valley, in a secret space.
"Junior sister Yun, you still don't feel anything?" Chu Nan asked quickly when he saw Yunli exiting the cultivation state.
Yunli cried sadly, "No."
Ten years have passed. Except for Jingzhe who was unable to advance because he was a Yuanhou monk, everyone has successfully advanced. Chu Jingshu, a young monk, jumped several levels and directly built the foundation; Improve and return to the eleventh level of cultivation equivalent to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Only she is still at the seventh level, with no signs of breaking through to the eighth level.
Yunli almost vomited a mouthful of blood. In the third year, when they were preparing to go out, Mo Huai was about to make a breakthrough. Touched by his breakthrough, Mu Yan felt something in her heart and touched the threshold of pill formation.
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