Lin Du stood up expressionlessly, and under the gaze of Mo Lin and Ju Yuan with their big angry and confused eyes, he bowed his hands to the head of the Feixing Sect, "Tao Xian is dead, I promised to cook What does the master think of his posthumous affairs?"
The leader of the Flying Star Sect had already focused on the funeral arrangements of Yin Zhong, and he nodded without saying a word.
"It's a pity that the ghost of Yin Zhong has dispersed, and his accomplices and the person who set up the curse seal can no longer be found."
Feng Yi spoke before Ju Yuan could, "Yes, it's true. We're obviously just at the last step. It's a pity that it's an unsolved case."
She pressed Lin Du's shoulder and said, "It's okay. There will always be opportunities in the future. Don't worry about uncovering those evil spirits from the outside world."
Lin Du suddenly felt sick again, coughed a few times, and tugged on Feng Yi's wide sleeves, "Senior sister, I'm hungry."
Feng Yi patted her head lovingly, "I forgot, it's already afternoon. Senior sister will take you to eat delicious food later."
The leader of the Flying Star Sect suddenly came to his senses, "It's a rare visit for all of you from the Supreme Sect. Before you can fulfill your friendship as landlords, I made you see the joke of my sect. I'm really sorry."
"Um...this is Elder Jin Chen. He will entertain you so that you can try the special spiritual food of our Feixing Sect."
He smiled and looked at Lin Du, and his eyelids twitched when he saw that the child had taken out a spirit animal bag and was struggling to put Tao Xian's body in it.
Why do people from the Supreme Sect use magic weapons indiscriminately? Is this how the spirit beast bag is used?
Lin Du put the body away and turned to look at Shao Fei who had just woken up on the ground.
Feng Yi understood, "This time we are also escorting the evil cultivator disciples of your sect. I wonder what the leader will do?"
"Yin Zhong was originally in charge of the outer sect, so he must have deliberately let in those two evil corrections," the leader of the Flying Star Sect said, shaking his head and sighing, "I'm really ashamed that I mistrusted this person."
"Master, what are you talking about? It's just that Yin Zhong is good at pretending to be compassionate, and he has the support of those civilian disciples. Who knows that there is an evil ghost under this man's skin, and he even plots against his own disciples. As expected, the evil ghost There is no human heart..."
The elders chattered and began to think twice, and recited Yin Zhong's past mistakes.
In the messy golden palace, several people from the Supreme Sect were huddled together. The elders surrounded the leader and confronted the Supreme Sect. Only one person stood alone, with a particularly confused look on his face.
Outside the Golden Palace, fifteen rough tablets still stand. There is a lot of mist in the mountains of southern Yunnan. Compared with the colorful Golden Palace, the rough wooden tablets blend into the mist of the mountains. They are clearly clusters of tablets, but they are vaguely visible. A lonely feeling.
It was at this moment that Lin Du spoke, "So, what should Shao Fei do?"
"Now that her foundation is damaged and her life is about to end, she should abandon her cultivation and rush to work as a handyman at the foot of the mountain." The leader of the Feixing Sect paused, "I wonder what Master Feng Yi thinks?"
Feng Yi nodded, "We have already punished those who deserve to be punished. The Feixing Sect will naturally make the decision regarding the disciples of the Feixing Sect."
Lin Du nodded, "In that case, we can remove the forbidden spirit button."
The cost of a forbidden spirit buckle is quite high. Yan Ye personally designed several shackles. The consumables are also extremely precious. If they are recycled back to Junding Mansion, they can last for another thousand years.
She calmly raised her hand and used her spiritual power to unlock the forbidden spirit clasp.
Mo Lin scratched his head and thought thoughtfully, "Other than people who have served as errands in Junding Mansion, does anyone else know the solution to the Forbidden Spirit Button? And why is this technique so different from what I learned?"
"The Forbidden Spirit Button was designed by her master." Feng Yi crossed his arms, "You learned it when you were working as an errand in Junding Mansion."
Lin Du's teaching was first-hand, and there was no price difference between middlemen. It was probably the most primitive solution.
Mo Lin made a gesture, his fingers almost cramped, he turned around and whispered, "I finally know why this technique has been improved."
Lin Du untied the two forbidden spirit buttons and threw them to Ju Yuan.
Ju Yuan looked at her innocently, "Why give it to me."
"Weren't you punished to go to Junding Mansion to settle accounts?" Lin Du looked at him innocently, "Have you finished settling the accounts?"
Ju Yuan accepted the Forbidden Spirit Button with tears in his eyes, "No, we still have to purchase spring seeds."
As soon as Shao Fei was untied from the forbidden spirit buckle, the leader of the Flying Star Sect flew up a force and poured it into Shao Fei's head calmly. It took many days and a lot of pain to open up the meridians, which were easily opened by that light force. Destroy it again, destroying and burning all the way to the Dantian.
The meridians are destroyed, and there is no room for recovery.
The elder of the Punishment Hall looked down at Shao Fei and said, "Follow me."
Shao Fei felt severe pain all over his body, but could not say a word. He stood up numbly and followed the elder's pace.
A group of people followed the elders out of the golden palace. Before the dozen or so tablets were about to be stepped over, a spiritual power rolled up all the tablets.
It's Mo Lin.
His spiritual bones have not healed, but his spiritual power can be used.
Mo Lin collected the tablet without changing his expression and carefully placed it in a storage bag.
The mountain wind gently blew the bottoms of everyone's robes, and there were flocks of spiritual birds flying across the sky, screaming shrilly. Everyone looked over unintentionally, and saw a group of changelings.
Rumor has it that they are the souls of people who have destroyed their country. When disaster strikes, they will wail and cry.
Lin Du suddenly turned around and glanced at Lin Yuan, who was standing there blankly.
The young man stood alone, as if he had fallen into a state of insanity due to the overwhelming impact.
The trees fell and the hozens scattered, and the tea became cold after people left. The glorious Golden Palace was in a mess and dilapidated. It will also welcome the arrival of a new owner in the near future.
The Supreme Sect members were brought to the small pavilion on the second floor of the dining hall by the elders of the Feixing Sect. Although two people no longer relied on food to sustain their lives, the three teenagers were still crying for food.
"There are only three of us. We don't have to serve so many dishes, but we still have such precious spiritual food. How embarrassing." Feng Yi smiled and was polite to the elder.
"Anyway, it's not easy to be a host for once, and the guests we entertain are the distinguished guests of the Supreme Sect. The people in the kitchen just wish they could have more hands so that you can have a taste of it."
"The food is crude, I hope you guys won't find it objectionable."
The elders were all being polite, but the three younger ones over there who were actually eating had already eaten.
Elder Jin Chen turned around and found that the eighteen dishes on the table were half empty. His pupils trembled and he subconsciously looked at Mo Lin.
Mo Lin happened to raise his head and hesitated for a moment, "May I ask...can I add some food?"
Elder Jin Chen struggled to find his voice, "Yes, yes, I'll ask the kitchen to bring a bowl of rice."
Mo Lin glanced at Xia Wu and Lin Du, "Otherwise... let's have three pots."
Feng Yi closed his eyes and gave a polite smile stiffly, "The child is still young and is still growing. He has just recovered from a serious illness. He will eat more and make the elders laugh."
"Where is it? It's a good thing, it's a good thing." Elder Jin Chen didn't know what to say anymore. He turned around and got up in a hurry to ask someone for more food.
Ju Yuan whispered, "You should restrain yourself, you are a guest in someone else's house."
Feng Yi directly exposed him, "When you went to participate in the Zhongzhou Competition, you asked Guiyuan Zongyun to give you a bucket of rice. Why didn't you know how to restrain yourself at that time?"
Ju Yuan shrank his head and stopped talking.
Lin Du didn't have a good appetite today. He ate three small bowls of rice, put down his chopsticks, and glanced at Feng Yi.
Feng Yi lowered his eyes and smiled, "You've set up the formation, what's the rush? Eat some more."
Lin Du sighed and added another bowl of rice, "Just in case."
Even if she included Tao Xian, she was still afraid.
Afraid of miscalculating again.
In the evening, Shao Fei washed her clothes numbly amidst the scoldings of a bunch of handymen. They saw that she was a newcomer and had been punished. Leave it all to her.
"Let's go, let's go. It's dinner time. The evil cultivator is not allowed to eat until he has finished his work. The others can go to the dining hall to eat."
The group of people left in a huff, leaving only Shao Fei.
The robe of a direct disciple decorated with seven-star beads fell in front of Shao Fei's eyes. She slowly raised her head and met a face she had only met once.
"Come with me." The man spoke, his voice clear and gentle.
Shao Fei was stunned for a moment when he heard the man continue, "I will take you out of the sect."
In Xunkong Alley, West Street, Yunxiao City, at dusk, many shops had closed their stalls. The blacksmith shop at the end of the alley had two new customers, and the wooden door was quickly erected, indicating that the shop was about to close.
Shao Fei felt vaguely uneasy, "Why... why did you bring me here?"
"What are you doing?" The man smiled softly, "I'm looking for you to pick up something."
A waste must be extracted to its final value.
Shao Fei was keenly aware of the murderous intent in the man's eyes, and subconsciously wanted to run away. He grabbed a hammer placed next to the table and was easily removed.
The young man broke the man's hand easily, and there was another person in the blacksmith shop watching this scene silently.
"He's dead? You're not suspected?"
"He is blinded by power, but I am not." The young man knocked Shao Fei unconscious with a palm, "The boy's destiny is still a little shallow. The Shao Fei who was divined can not only penetrate into the Supreme Sect, but also has a spiritual power." The edges of the bones were not even touched.”
He squatted down and inserted one hand into Shao Fei's dantian without any hindrance, but his expression soon changed.
The cold force wrapped around the young man's arm like a poisonous snake.
The wooden door that had been sealed was kicked open violently, and a smiling voice sounded from behind the young man, "Priest Lin Yuan, what are you doing?"
Lin Yuan turned around in surprise and saw three people standing neatly outside the wooden door.
It was the three disciples of the Supreme Sect who were supposed to be taken on a tour of the Feixing Sect by the elders of the sect.
The young man among them also held a bunch of sugar paintings in his hand, bit off the head of a phoenix or a pheasant, and smiled brightly at Lin Yuan, "Can you still stand the Gu Sect spell?"
