Feeling that Luonan's vitality was rapidly draining away, Zuo Yi had nothing to do.
If I had not provoked the Holy Son of the Qingshui Sect, would I have lost at most a few bottles of "Jade Spiritual Liquid"? There is no need to endure so many years of torture.
But does the majestic Holy Son of the Eight Great Sects need any natural or earthly treasures? I have entered the immortal world to cultivate myself, so what is the use of taking the jade spirit liquid?
Powerless, transformed into regret.
But in an instant, Zuo Yi seemed to have returned to that moment. This time he chose to turn a blind eye and did not take action to help his fellow juniors and juniors seek justice.
Yun Konghang looked at the jade bottle containing jade spirit liquid in his hand, his eyes filled with joy, and he waved his sleeves and walked away.
When Zuo Yi returned to his residence, he was restless. He even opened his favorite book "The Legend of Xiao Jianxian" for a long time and couldn't read a single line. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate his energy.
Half a month later, this was the first time Zuo Yi went out after returning from last time. He was surprised to find out why there were so many injured junior brothers and sisters in the gang. And when I asked about it myself, everything was secretive.
He couldn't find any useful information, so Zuo Yi planned to go out and find out on his own.
As soon as he arrived at the sect, he was stopped by Yu Wenji who appeared from nowhere.
"Senior Brother Zuo, the master said that the mountain gate will be closed for the time being. He also reminded me to keep an eye on you and not let you step out of the sect."
"What's going on? Why doesn't Master let me go out? Could it be related to Yun Konghang again?"
Yu Wenji saw Zuo Yi's sudden momentum, and couldn't help but take a half step back in fear: "Who is Yun Konghang?"
"Yunkonghang, you don't even know? Yunkonghang is..."
"Yunkonghang is..."
Zuo Yi paused for a moment, yes, who is Yuntianhang? Why did I suddenly say this name? Why does my chest feel like a big stone pressing down on me when I mention this name, and why do I get angry for no reason?
Yu Wenji saw Zuo Yi suddenly standing like a stone again, and said: "Senior Brother Zuo Yi, I just do things according to Master's instructions. Don't make things difficult for me. If you have any questions, you can ask Master or him."
Zuo Yi gave a perfunctory hum, turned around and walked towards the leader's residence. The groggy feeling in my head never goes away.
Watching Zuo Yi walk away, Yu Wenji shook his head, which show did Senior Brother Zuo Yi perform today? Could it be that the Sword Immortal has become a demon?
Sighing, he recalled the way his master gave orders a few days ago.
"Xiaoji, please tell me, from today onwards, the mountain gate will be closed, and all sect disciples will not be allowed to step out of the mountain gate!"
"Come back, come back, especially your first senior brother Zuo. When you are done, go and keep an eye on him for me."
Peng Xiaotian thought for a moment and called Yu Wenji back, who had already walked outside the door, and emphasized.
Seeing Zuo Yi's back getting smaller and smaller, Yu Wenji shook his head helplessly and left one after another.
Stepping into the Golden Light Hall on the left, Peng Xiaotian was already waiting for him. He knew that with Zuo Yi's character, he would definitely come here.
"Master, what is going on? Why are so many brothers and sisters injured? Why do we have to close the mountain gate again? But is it related to the Qingshui Sect?"
When he heard the words Qingshui Sect, Peng Xiaotian's pupils trembled: "You know everything? Who told you?"
"My disciple doesn't know. I also asked many senior brothers, but they all refused to tell me."
"Then why did you mention the Qingshui Sect? Tell me honestly! Who told you!" Peng Xiaotian's voice was like a bell.
He specifically issued a hush order, not wanting Zuo Yi to know, otherwise he would definitely yell at Xiao Jianxian and want to rush out and fight.
"Is it Yu Wenji?"
"Or Guan Xuemei?"
"None of them. I don't know why, but this name just appeared in my mind."
Peng Xiaotian looked at Zuo Yi under the lobby. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he didn't seem to be hypocritical. He sighed: "This matter has to start half a month ago."
"Half a month ago?..."
"That's right. Half a month ago, two of our disciples who went out for training came back injured. I heard that they were caused by fighting for the jade spirit liquid with others."
"This is a normal thing. After all, there are certain risks involved in practicing outside. There are many talented people with talents and talents."
"But from here on, we gradually discovered that more and more returning disciples had wounds more or less on their bodies. And the other disciples were no longer willing to go out for training."
"When I saw it, this was not possible! People who practice Taoism are meant to fight against heaven and man. How can you get a good promotion by staying in a sect like this?"
"So I went to inquire in person. I learned that there is a group of people who specialize in robbing other people's treasures. Not only our Golden Light Sect disciples, but many other sects also encountered them."
"Without exception, all the treasures on their bodies were looted and they left with injuries."
"More and more sects have been oppressed, and they are slowly uniting together, intending to teach these people a lesson and seek justice."
"Who knew that the person they were leading could actually reach immortality. He was equipped with countless magic weapons, and his attacks were extremely vicious. One person defeated all the people who had joined forces, and even those who were seriously injured could not make it back to their own mountain gates."
"The situation is getting worse step by step. After discussion, several of our leaders decided to go and clean it up personally..."
Peng Xiaotian didn't say any more. Zuo Yi could see from the current situation that the encirclement and suppression campaign by the leaders had ended in failure.
With the strength of several major masters, it was easy to capture one of them into the Immortal Realm. However, it failed now, which naturally means that the other party is a powerful person!
"Are they from the Qingshui Sect?" Zuo Yi asked.
Peng Xiaotian nodded: "Yes, and the man in white at the head is none other than the Holy Son of the Qingshui Sect, Yun Konghang!"
Half a month ago! White shirt! Yunkonghang!
Numbers and sentences exploded in the left ear, and a buzzing sound penetrated the entire brain. Zuo Yi vaguely felt that the person he witnessed at the beginning was Yun Konghang!
But how could I know his name?
Just as Zuo Yi was in a daze, there was a loud noise outside the Golden Light Palace. Peng Xiaotian hurriedly jumped out to check the situation.
The next second, he flew back and hit the big pillar in the Golden Light Palace so hard that the entire Golden Light Palace shook.
Sawdust and lime fell on Zuoyi's head. Zuoyi was attracted by the bright light behind him and looked back outside the hall.
In the golden light cast by the sun, several figures were among them, flying slowly towards them, and with a wave of their hands, the mountains collapsed and the ground split apart.
One person arrived first: "Master Peng, I am the great elder of the Qingshui Sect, Wu Ji. I heard that you seem to be colluding with the Demon Sect, so I came here to clear it out."
"Left one..."
"First from the left..."
"Who?!" Zuo Yi came out of the illusion and came back to his senses. I found myself in an empty place, with only a kind-eyed woman in front of me.
This woman is plump and beautiful, and there is a hint of Luonan in her movements.
Seeing Zuo Yi, the woman reacted: "Zuo Yi, now you know that this matter is not your fault. No matter what you chose at the beginning, you, the Golden Light Sect, will not be able to escape the result of being exterminated by the Qingshui Sect."
Zuo Yi was even more confused. He was a direct disciple of the Golden Light Sect. He knew the master and others very well and would never have anything to do with the Demon Sect.
"Then why?" Zuo Yi asked in a very low voice, as if talking to himself.
The woman closed her eyes and shook her head: "If you want to accuse me, why bother?"
The left one didn't respond.
The woman didn't care whether Zuo Yi was listening or not, she just said to herself: "I am Nan Xinrou, Luonan's mother. I left a realm on Luonan's chest."
"It will be activated when Luonan breaks into the fairyland or encounters a fatal threat."
"Luonan is fine now because of me. It's just that after this appearance, I will disappear."
"It seems there is no way to continue to protect this child."
"So I can only ask you."
Zuo Da was shocked: "You...not to mention how Miss Luonan looked at me after she woke up."
"Even with the current situation, how it will develop next is also very confusing to me."
"Maybe I can't promise you..."
After saying that, looking into the void, Lei Qunfeng and Xie Wule were still fighting hard to separate themselves.
Nan Xinrou always looked at Zuo Yi tenderly, without saying anything. She turned to look at Luonan, and then a little light started to pour into Zuo Yi's body.
嗗～嗗嗗~
Wisps of black smoke were expelled from the pores of Zuoyi's body. Zuoyi was surprised to feel the changes in himself. The strange heaviness in the past had almost disappeared, and the God-Eating Insects in his body had become calmer.
"I can only help you up to this point, you have to handle the rest by yourself." The woman's voice sounded in the left side of his head again.
Zuo Yi gently picked up Luonan, who was still in a coma, and put him in a safe place, then turned around and flew towards Xie Wule and Xie Wule who were fighting.
Lei Qunfeng held a thunder spear and was wrapped in lightning arcs, while Xie Wule only held a dark wooden sword.
In the eyes of others, Lei Qunfeng was undoubtedly superior in terms of momentum. And in the battle, momentum plays a big role, so it will naturally feel that Lei Qunfeng has the upper hand.
However, only Lei Qunfeng knew how difficult Xie Wule was.
"Your gun is too slow. I know a gun that is faster than yours." Xie Wule waved his wooden sword to block Lei Qunfeng's stormy attack.
"Hmph. It's much faster than my gun." Lei Qunfeng snorted coldly: "But killing you is enough!"
Even with his rude words, Lei Qunfeng did not dare to underestimate Xie Wule.
His swordsmanship is strange, as is his control of his true energy. Each strike does not seem to contain much, but in fact it is the control of Zhen Qi just right. It is all contained within the sword and nothing is exposed.
At first, he had the upper hand against his opponent, but the longer he fought, he found that he was slowly falling into a disadvantage. In other words, Xie Wule was practicing on himself.
Lei Qunfeng's heart was gradually occupied by this idea, and his fear of Xie Wule also sprouted quietly.
Xie Wule became more and more courageous as he fought, while Lei Qunfeng retreated steadily.
"Thank you, brother! Lei Qunfeng! Please stop!"
Hearing Zuo Yi's shouting, Lei Qunfeng stood up and knocked Xie Wule away and distanced himself.
The one from the left also came between the two of them immediately.
Xie Wule dismissed it. Why did he listen to Zuo Yi's dissuasion now? "What if I don't stop?"
