Yan Changyi took Su Xing and the others to Feizhoudu, and soon Feizhoudu disciples came to greet them. This was the treatment given to the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Territory Sect.
Even though he was just an ordinary Feizhoudu handyman disciple, Yan Changyi still didn't have any condescension.
He led the three people off the flying boat, cupped his hands slightly and said:
"The mission in Yuanmulin has changed. One of the disciples, Ban Yuntao, died. I happened to chase the demon here and brought several disciples back. Please inform me."
The face of the handyman disciple changed, he respectfully said yes, and quickly went to report, then disappeared into the distance.
Su Xing and three others thanked him. After all, normally speaking, if a fellow disciple dies during a mission, the sect will conduct a more stringent review of the mission process. During this period, the remaining disciples will be questioned and monitored more intensively.
With the well-known "Junzi Sword" Yan Changyi as a guarantee, the three of them might feel much more relaxed.
Not long after, the handyman disciple came to report and led the three of them to a courtyard and asked them to wait for a while.
"When Ban Yuntao died, it was almost the same time as the strange fluctuation disappeared. You were all by my side at that time, so I can vouch for you." Yan Changyi stood in the courtyard in a robe, like a proud and independent Yuzhu :
"This matter will probably not take long. After Gongshanbang receives the news, I will be separated if I have something else to do."
Su Xing's heart moved. After this trip, he had become somewhat familiar with Yan Changyi. Mainly, the other party seemed to appreciate him more, so he asked aloud:
"I wonder where Senior Brother Yan is going?"
With a hint of gloom on his brow, Yan Changyi said:
"Go back to Shibao Village. When I left, He Qing and the others had just found the other two true sons. I wonder... what's going on now."
Comparing the strengths of Yan Changyi and 'He', it can be seen that although Xuan Kui's methods are weird, they are still far behind the elite inner sect foundation building disciples such as Ziyu Sect.
Logically speaking, the battle of Shibao Village should be a sure thing, but Yan Changyi still wanted to go back and take a look at this time, seeming to be worried.
Thinking of 'He''s words before his death, Su Xing also had some conjectures in his mind.
However, the strange thing is that after waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, no one with meritorious deeds came to verify the mission. Moreover, none of the escaping lights that occasionally came and went in the flying boat could be seen.
Yan Changyi frowned slightly, took out a token with his name engraved on it from his sleeve, handed it to Su Xing, and said:
"I still have something to do, so I won't wait any longer. Just hold this token later and tell the monk on the merit list that I will guarantee it."
Su Xing and the other three nodded and thanked them again.
Yan Changyi instantly turned into a ray of green light and flew towards the sky.
The next second, something unexpected happened.
when!
Yan Changyi's emerald green light didn't fly very far before it seemed to hit a transparent wall and couldn't make any progress!
when! when! when!
The sky seems to be false, covering this place like a transparent cover. The emerald green light kept hitting the invisible wall, making loud noises.
Immediately afterwards, the emerald green light fell on the ground, and Yan Changyi walked out of it, his face slightly serious:
"Which senior wants to stay here forever? Please show up and see me!"
There was no response from the air.
"In that case, don't blame me for being disrespectful and taking advantage of my Qingzhu sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a cold snort:
"Yan Changyi, are you going to betray the sect?"
Yan Changyi said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Senior has trapped me here for no reason, and yet he still says this without showing up. Do you really think that I, Yan Changyi, have no temper at all?"
After saying that, a green bamboo sprouted from the ground, and soon turned into a three-foot-long thin bamboo and fell into Yan Changyi's hand.
He glanced at Su Xing and said, "Look, this is the killing style of Xiao Yan's swordsmanship."
Different from the simple sword that was used to kill He before, this sword danced gently in front of Su Xing, slowly and gradually, as gracefully as a startling giant, and as gracefully as a swimming dragon.
"Xiaoyan swordsmanship was created by the legendary King Yu. If a thousand people use this swordsmanship, there will be a thousand Xiaoyan swordsmanship. To me, this sword is called..."
The extremely gorgeous sword slashed towards the sky with majestic momentum. It was obviously very fast, but it gave people a slow and heavy feeling.
"Bang!"
The false sky in front of him was cut into two pieces like paper. There was a faint crisp sound, and then it shattered into pieces like glass, flying in the air like snowflakes, and then gradually disappeared.
The normal sky outside was exposed, and an old man in purple robe not far away was staring at Yan Changyi with an extremely ugly expression.
A middle-aged monk behind him looked frightened and murmured:
"The elder's forbidden heaven bowl was... chopped into pieces by a sword."
After Yan Changyi slashed out the sword, he turned his back to the elder, faced Su Xing, and softly read out the unfinished words:
"The name is...Gentleman!"
Su Xing's heart was shocked. If he had some insights, he held his hands in his hands and said:
"Thank you, senior brother, for teaching me the Dharma!"
The two of them, a well-known foundation-building monk, and a little-known little Ling Zhifu, were seen in the gloomy eyes of the elder, the shocked looks of many monks, and the flashing eyes of the two women.
One person teaches the Dharma and the other practices it, without any distractions, as if he were in a deserted place.
Yan Changyi nodded, then turned to look at the gloomy people, and said calmly:
"Elder Li? I don't know why you secretly trapped us here with the Forbidden Heavenly Bowl? As far as I know, your Law Enforcement Hall generally only uses this object for prisoners. If you don't explain clearly, Chang Yi will definitely ask you for the sword!"
Elder Li's face was gloomy, as if he was about to get angry, but after taking a look at the bamboo sword in Yan Changyi's hand, he still said calmly:
"I am following the order of Hall Master Sima of the Law Enforcement Hall to take you back to the hall for supervision. Do you dare to disobey the order!?"
However, what he did not actually say was that Hall Master Sima only asked him to bring Yan Changyi back to the Law Enforcement Hall in the name of negotiation.
However, he was good at making opinions and treated Yan Changyi as a potential prisoner.
In his opinion, he is the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, with a high position, so he doesn't need so many skills to win a foundation.
I just didn't expect that Yan Changyi had a tough character and was so strong. He felt ashamed, but as an elder, how could he be as knowledgeable as his disciples?
However, if the other party openly disobeys the orders of the Law Enforcement Hall, it will be a clear betrayal of the sect, and the nature will be different then.
However, Yan Changyi frowned slightly and said:
"According to the sect's rules, when the Enforcement Hall captures a disciple above the Foundation Establishment level, a reason must be given and evidenced by the law of the Enforcement Hall, otherwise the disciple will not be punished!"
Elder Li originally wanted to take down the opponent directly. There was no decree, but his momentum could not be reduced. Seeing that the surrounding area had been cleared, and only the people from his law enforcement hall, Yan Changyi and his accomplices were the only ones, he said gloomily:
"In the battle of Shibao Village, all four inner disciples were dead or injured. Why are you standing here intact!? Why don't you surrender immediately and wait for the law enforcement hall to deal with it! Could it be that you have really betrayed the sect!? "
Hearing this, Yan Changyi, who had always been indifferent, staggered a step. As a swordsman, the thin bamboo sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".
