Yu Xian grinned at Yuan Yao.
"Control it when you're awake. Don't go crazy. I'll cause trouble for you."
Yuan Yao remained silent, frowned, and closed his eyes.
Yu Xian: "I see you saving people everywhere. You don't need me to tell you what the sect's situation is now. Come back to work and let go of the things you are tangled up in."
After that, seeing that Yuan Yao still didn't speak, she said again: "Isn't it difficult? Just dig a hole and bury the knot in your heart. When the sect's situation improves, you can dig it out again and continue to go crazy. .”
Yuan Yao stared at her intently for a long time and then said: "You made your own decision and asked me to go back without asking the leader for instructions?"
"Will he still object?" Yu Xian said calmly, "Besides, how do you know I wasn't ordered to come to you?"
Yuan Yao: "You have Shen Pei's aura, and there are other people's aura, but it does not include any of the headmaster or the Supreme Elder. It means that before you came here, they were not among the last people you came into contact with. I don't feel it. The residual energy after using the spiritual message means that you have not communicated with anyone for at least a quarter of an hour."
His eyes moved down and landed on Yu Xian's shoes.
"Before arriving here, you stepped on silver grass and thousand-year-old grass. Silver grass is about sixty years old, and thousand-year-old grass is about one hundred years old. There is only one place in this sect where these two plants grow together and match the year. So you started from..."
"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop."
Yu Xian raised his hand and interrupted Yuan Yao's words with shouts and scratches.
"Fortunately, I used the 'Lei Ling Purifying Art' to eliminate the aura and traces before I came in, but I still can't hide anything from you. I finally understand, you have been crazy for so many years, and you have no ability at all. Regress."
She looked at Ding Yuanyao with a little more seriousness in her eyes: "That's why you have to come back."
Yuan Yao was silent for a while, then suddenly raised an irrelevant question: "Who is she?"
Yu Xian: "Her? Which her?"
Yuan Yao: "I live by Yuhai Sea, my name is..."
He paused, his eyes dark.
"The mirror reflects the face."
Yu Xian was not surprised when she heard this name, but Yuan Yao's next words surprised her——
"What is her relationship with Taoist Kongji?"
Yu Xian's eyes narrowed, and he looked up and down at him in surprise, as if it was the first day he met him.
"Oh, okay. When she first asked me about you, I thought you might have noticed something special about her, but I really didn't expect that you could even analyze her relationship with Dao Zun."
Yu Xian said with a smile, his expression was one of sincere admiration.
She immediately showed a thoughtful expression, and hesitation flashed through her eyes frequently, as if she had carefully considered it.
"Her identity is currently known only to the headmaster and me, but you have already seen this level, so why not just tell you."
Yu Xian placed restrictions around him, took out a special talisman, carved a message into it, and handed it to Yuan Yao.
"She is a descendant of Dao Zun."
The moment the message was received by Yuan Yao, the talisman turned into powder.
Yuan Yao's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he looked directly at Yu Xian.
"It seems that her identity is more shocking than the 'descendant of Dao Zun'."
Yu Xian was completely helpless and said, "I didn't say anything or make any small moves. I controlled the speed of blinking my eyes as usual. How did you see that I was lying?"
Yuan Yao: "Your eyes, expressions, movements, breathing, and breath are all changing. Everything is talking, but you can't feel it."
"... Sometimes I really want to experience what the world in your perception is like."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xian waved his hand and vetoed it himself.
"Forget it, it makes me uncomfortable just thinking about it. If you know too many things that you shouldn't know, sooner or later you will become like this."
Yuan Yao was silent.
Yu Xian: "Don't explore that person's identity. I'm afraid you're so crazy that you can't be saved. Let's get down to business. The sect needs you. At this juncture, you don't think it's better to think about whether one person is right or wrong than to help." Isn't it more important to support the sect and save people from fire and water?"
Yuan Yao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "...if I can stay awake."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xian smiled casually.
"No problem, you can do it."
She habitually wanted to pat Yuan Yao on the shoulder, but she retracted her hand halfway.
"The things that bother you will not happen again for a long time. In this situation, the gray-robed Taoist must be in no mood or have the time to muddy the waters again."
…
The wait was not long.
When the focus of the discussion among the three spirits changed from "How the Taichu Guanhui will deal with the death of the head of the Zhao family" to "Would it be easier for Jing Yingrong to learn the formation than to learn to cook?", the door of the building opened.
The first person to walk out was Lin Muyang, the master of the Array Pavilion. Thanks to the power of the Supreme Book of Life and Death, he who was originally seriously injured is now as good as before, but his expression seems to be suffering from pain, and his whole person looks much older.
What appeared next was a coffin.
The huge coffin, majestic and solemn, was lifted by the four elders with spiritual power and suspended in mid-air, attracting everyone's attention.
Everything is silent, there is no sound in all directions.
Lines of sight were fixed on the coffin, moving as the coffin moved forward, until another figure came into view.
Zhao Jinxu followed behind the coffin, his head slightly lowered and his expression unclear.
Yin Xueze appeared late, half a body behind Zhao Jinxu.
His face was pale and his brows were frowning so tightly that they were like sharp ink marks embedded in the paper.
Behind the two of them were several elders with high levels of cultivation.
As if aware of the sight, Yin Xueze turned to look at Jing Yingrong and others. After a slight pause, his eyes turned back to Zhao Jinxu.
He said something and Zhao Jinxu stopped.
As soon as Zhao Jinxu stopped, the entire team stopped, but no one asked questions.
Yin Xueze walked this way.
When the person approached, Shu Pinghui was the first to ask: "How is your health? Can you hold on?"
Yin Xueze let out a low "hmm".
Shu Pinghui: "Junior Brother Zhao..."
She wanted to ask but didn't know how to ask. She opened her mouth but nothing came out.
Zhao Jinxu did not follow. He stood there without moving or looking at anyone.
Lan Chucui took over the conversation: "What are you going to do next?"
Yin Xueze: "Send his father home."
Lan Chucui: "Are you coming too?"
Yin Xueze: "Yeah."
Shu Pinghui: "It seems inappropriate for us to go there now. If it's convenient, you can comfort him for us and ask him to express his condolences."
Yin Xueze agreed.
He looked at Wu Yaochen who was silent. He wanted to say something but couldn't express it. No matter how many words he said, he could only say "thank you".
Wu Yaochen looked at him, suddenly moved the corners of his mouth, and suppressed other emotions with a smile: "I'll say thank you when I get back."
Yin Xueze nodded lightly and finally looked at Jing Yingrong: "..."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Yin Xueze: "..."
Jing Yingrong: "Be careful and take care."
Everyone glanced at her.
Although I felt a little strange, I then thought about it. It was a long way from Taichu Guan to Lanxi Island. Now that the world is in turmoil, even if Taichu Guan sent guards to accompany him, he might still be in danger.
Therefore, even though the words were subtle, no one thought much about it at the moment.
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