This cry of "help" was heart-breaking and soul-stirring, like a magic sound piercing the ears, as if it could penetrate the soul and reach directly into the sea of consciousness.
All the sect leaders in the entire meeting hall heard the roar, and without saying a word, they turned into streams of light and rushed over.
"Zhu Yan" saw that the situation was not good and no longer had any scruples. He took out his magical weapon and flew forward. The person he hated most at the moment was Jiu Hui, but the person he had to kill was Luo Kui.
Most people in the Longevity Palace are good at elixirs and medicine, but they are a little weak in fighting. I don't know what level of cultivation this fake Zhuyan had. His spiritual pressure was as heavy as a mountain and the sea, which made Luokui breathless.
Seeing the enemy approaching, Luokui knew that she could not avoid it, so she turned around and stood in front of Jiu Hui.
Being able to hold off for one breath is a breath, being able to live for one breath is...
Bang!
The golden bird that shouted for help blocked Fake Zhuyan's attack. It shouted for help while blocking it, and looked very busy.
"Sister, be careful." Jiu Hui let go of Luo Kui's hand and held a charm between the index and middle fingers of her right hand, "Sure!"
Zhu Yanjian pretended that the sneak attack failed, and knowing that the plan had failed, he turned around and ran away without hesitation. However, as soon as he was less than two feet off the ground, the amulet thrown by Jiu Hui came through the air.
He sneered in his heart, even a small amulet tried to block his way. Now this immortal cultivator is really bold, and every generation is worse than the last.
The next moment, the amulets all over the sky fell like rain, wrapping the fake Zhu Yan tightly.
"You..." Zhu Yan fell to the ground and opened his eyes with difficulty, trying to see clearly how Jiu Hui acted and why this amulet could restrict his movements.
"Hey, can you still move?"
With a snap, a holding charm was slapped on his eyes, and he couldn't move at all.
What normal person would carry so many amulets on his body? !
Seeing Jiu Hui getting close to Zhu Yan, Luo Kui quickly pulled her back: "Wait, don't get close to him."
She was worried that Zhu Yan would pretend to be unable to move and then get violent and hurt someone when Jiu Hui got close.
Jiu Hui originally wanted to make up for it with two swords, but seeing Luo Kui so worried and others rushing over, she put away the dagger hidden under her sleeve and gently held Luo Kui's hand: "Sister, don't worry, I won't past."
"What happened here?" The major sect leaders rushed in front and back, and soon the secluded place was packed.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Fire Sect saw the things on the ground covered with amulets, and asked a leader next to him: "What is this?"
Bu Ting waved his hand and used magic to brush off the immobilization charm on the fake Zhu Yan's face. The face of the leader of Wanhuo Sect suddenly changed: "Zhu Yan?"
Zhu Yan just left the meeting hall half an hour ago, why is it like this now?
Everyone looked at the golden bird in the sky that was still calling for help, and turned to look at Jiu Hui and the other three. The leader of the Ten Thousand Fire Sect asked: "Who was injured by Zhu Yan?"
Jiu Hui waved to the golden bird, and the golden bird turned into bird feathers and flew back to her palm. Everyone immediately understood that this noisy magic weapon belonged to this little girl.
"My good disciple, are you okay?" Yu Jing squeezed out from the crowd, looked her up and down, then turned to look at Zhi You who was hanging his head silently in the corner: "Are you injured?"
"Fortunately, I have the life-saving bird that Master gave me, and we are all fine." Jiu Hui shook her head obediently, "I don't know why, but just now this fellow Taoist Zhu Yan suddenly attacked Sister Luokui suddenly. My disciple's cultivation is shallow and I dare not confront him. During the confrontation, I had to use some immobilizing charms to immobilize him, and wait until the elders arrive before making a decision."
Some fixation charm?
The leader of Wanhuo Sect looked at his disciple who was completely confused by the binding talisman, and his face was a little ugly. What do you call some binding talismans?
You Wangshuge don’t take anything else with you when you go out, just the amulet?
When the Palace Master of the Longevity Palace heard that Zhu Yan wanted to kill his only direct disciple, he looked at the leader of the Wanhuo Sect with a terrifying look, as if he was thinking about how to poison everyone in the Wanhuo Sect.
"Master, my disciple is fine." Luokui walked to the palace owner of Longevity Palace and saluted her: "Fortunately, sister Jiu Hui noticed something was wrong and rescued me in time."
She and Zhu Yan have known each other for hundreds of years. Although there is no romantic relationship between them, they are friends. Not long ago, she saved Zhu Yan's life. She didn't understand why Zhu Yan wanted to kill her. If Jiu Hui hadn't happened to appear and there was no one here, it would have been easy for Zhu Yan to sneak attack her without being discovered.
The Lord of the Longevity Palace looked in the direction of Jiu Hui, who was currently talking with other sect disciples.
"These holding talismans were all accumulated after Zhiyou and I took spell classes."
"Of course you can't throw away the charms you usually practice. A little adds up, and it would be a pity to throw them away."
Someone also asked Jiu Hui about her golden bird, and Jiu Hui answered even more proudly: "That golden bird magic weapon was refined by my master for me. My cultivation level is low, so I can only run away when I encounter someone I can't beat." , having a magic weapon that helps me shout for help can save a lot of effort."
Most of the young disciples present were the proud ones of the sect. They could not imagine themselves rolling and crawling away while having a magic weapon shouting for help beside them. It was... it was too embarrassing.
The sect leaders of several major sects did not pay attention to the conversation between the juniors. Instead, Jin Qingqiu waved her fan and squeezed past Jiu Hui with a smile.
The leader of Jiutian Sect, Bu Ting, squatted beside Zhu Yan, put his hand on his forehead, sealed all his spiritual energy, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"You mean, he is not Zhu Yan?" The leader of Wanhuo Sect looked a little flustered: "But since he came back from training half a year ago, he has never left the sect..."
He suddenly realized that Zhu Yan, who came back half a year ago, might no longer be the real Zhu Yan. He threw himself in front of Zhu Yan: "Where are you keeping my apprentice?"
"Master, I am your disciple." Zhu Yan couldn't move. He looked at the leader of Wanhuo Sect with a sad face: "Don't you even believe me? They are framing me. If you don't believe it, You can use the sect token to check the disciple’s identity.”
All disciples who join the sect will have a drop of their heart and soul collected by the sect Yujue, and from then on they can be regarded as true sect disciples. If anyone else changes the appearance of a sect disciple, they will be unable to hide from the sect's formation. Moreover, all the disciples of the sect have a jade plaque that represents their identity. The jade plaque must be used by themselves to have any effect.
The leader of Wanhuo Sect took off the jade plaque from Zhu Yan and placed it on Zhu Yan's forehead. The jade plaque instantly emitted a gleaming light, proving that it was undoubtedly him.
"You two girls, please give me an explanation!" The leader of Wanhuo Sect looked at Jiu Hui and Luo Kui angrily: "Why are you spitting blood at others?"
"But I didn't tell my sister that he was fake Zhu Yan. I just said that he attacked my sister for no reason." Jiu Hui seemed to be frightened by the leader of the Ten Thousand Fire Sect, her eyes were slightly red: "He is so fierce, and he will attack her without any reason." If Sister Luokui's life is at stake, we can't beat him, so we're running away while shouting for help..."
Uncle Bu was right, fire really defeated her. No, trouble is coming.
"Old Lieyang, your evil disciple wants to take my disciple's life, how dare you beat him up?" The owner of the Longevity Palace held a long sword and pointed it directly at the leader of the Wanhuo Sect: "What do you want to do?"
The leader of Wanhuo Sect became angry when he saw Changshou Gonggong taking the initiative. He suppressed his anger and said, "I don't mean this."
"What do you mean if you don't mean this?" The Palace Master of the Longevity Palace did not mean to calm down the matter: "Looking at the entire cultivation world, who doesn't know that my Luokui is kind-hearted, and not long ago he saved the life of a dog of yours." Palace Master He glanced at Jiu Hui and said, "There is also this girl, with straight eyebrows and clear eyes. She is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Can she lie to others?"
"Yeah." Jiu Hui nodded.
"In front of so many people, you can't even think of bullying the young with your elders." The palace master danced a sword flower in the air: "One will repay kindness with hatred to a white-eyed wolf, and the other will bully the young with his old age. You two masters and disciples are truly the best of our generation. shame."
Everyone knows that the Longevity Palace is not good at fighting and has a gentle temper, except for their palace owner.
"What's the fuss about?" Qiu Hua, who had been silent all this time, sneered. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhu Yan's hand from the air. He said in a sarcastic tone: "Whether it's true or not, you should investigate carefully if you harm people who share the same path."
After saying this, he used his spiritual energy to probe into Zhu Yan's sea of consciousness, and Zhu Yan let out a violent scream.
Everyone shuddered when they saw her using the Soul Searching Technique directly after a disagreement.
In less than three breaths, an afterimage escaped from Zhu Yan's body. Qiuhua threw Zhu Yan away and grabbed the afterimage in the air. Only then did everyone realize that Zhu Yan had been taken away by the demon soul.
"Now you know that the little girl didn't lie to others?" Qiuhua glanced at the stunned leader of the Wanhuo Sect, and looked at Bu Ting sarcastically: "The dignified Jiutian Sect actually let people from the demon world sneak in, what a waste ! Is this how you ensure the safety of visitors? You can’t even see this, and you are even more rubbish among rubbish!"
The leader of Wanhuo Sect dragged the unconscious Zhu Yan aside, lowering his head and not daring to say a word.
He knew that the person Qiuhua scolded was Bu Ting, but why did he still feel ashamed of being scolded?
Bu Ting, who was scolded, remained sullen and silent. Others turned their heads to look at the sky and the earth but not at the person involved.
Nan Sui, who had been slapped by Qiu Hua, felt a slight pain in his cheeks. When he raised his head to meet Jiu Hui's gaze, his cheeks began to feel hot.
Two hours ago, he told the disciples at Wangshu Pavilion that Jiutianmen was safe.
Two hours later, their sect was pointed at and called useless by the leader of the Qinglan Sect.
However, Jiu Hui didn't seem to know the embarrassment in his heart, and even gave him a big smile.
"What are you doing in a daze? I don't know how to arrange for someone to go down and check it out. Who can guarantee that this is the only one whose body was taken away?" Qiu Hua smiled half-heartedly: "I heard that a disciple of your sect once had an old relationship with a woman from the Demon Sect. I hope it’s not just the inside and the outside.”
"It's getting late, everyone should go back to the yard to rest early." Qiuhua balled up the demon soul in her hand and stuffed it into the confinement weapon: "Please pay attention to safety." She glanced in the direction where Jiu Hui was standing. Without caring about how embarrassed Jiutian Sect would be, he turned around and left.
Everyone felt that what Qiu Hua said made sense and left politely. The owner of the Changshou Palace, who originally planned to thank Jiu Hui in person, also changed his mind and planned to go to Wangshu Pavilion with gifts to express his gratitude afterwards.
It was already dark, and the guest courtyard that had been inspected by Jiutian Sect disciples gradually became quiet. Jiu Hui sat up from the bed and looked at the little white cat squeezing into the room through the gap in the window.
She watched leisurely as the fat white cat struggled to crawl through the gap, carefully jumped onto the table, and hooked its tail around a vase placed on the edge of the table corner to prevent it from falling.
Jumping from the table to the ground, the little white cat breathed a sigh of relief, wagged its tail proudly, and then looked at Jiu Hui on the bed.
"We meet again, Xiaobai... the cat." Jiu Hui smiled and hooked her fingers at it: "Hey, hey, hey, hey."
Little white cat: "..."
Damn it, uncle, I'm not a dog!
