This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar - Chapter 8

    Only the creator of the Rift can change its environment at will, so the word wind is not a question.

    Thanks to him, I was really worried about him.

    This shit.

    Feng Ci lightly gritted her lower teeth.

    On the other hand, Pei Qianyue’s voice was still faint: “Unknown origin, unknown identity, shouldn’t I try you?”

    “Oh.” Feng Ci sneered, “Then you dare to ask the Lord of the City, what did you try?”

    Pei Qianyue: “You are not Lu Jingming.”

    Feng Ci shrugged: “Obviously.”

    In order to save Pei Qianyue from getting out, he used the profound spiritual power that a teenager should not have.

    In fact, as early as in Lingwu Mountain, Pei Qianyue should have this guess in his heart.

    Otherwise, Pei Qianyue would not have tempted him with his spiritual breath when they first met.

    It’s a pity that Feng Ci’s cultivation realm is much higher than his.

    After that, Feng Ci broke the Wanfa Pavilion’s instrument in the selection of the Xianmeng, and Pei Qianyue should be more suspicious of him.

    Therefore, keeping him in Langfeng City is not an orphan of Tianxuan Sect, nor is it a so-called alternative.

    Pei Qianyue never believed his identity at all.

    But in the final analysis, there will be so many flaws, or because Feng Ci didn’t think about covering up his true identity at that time.

    I wanted to cover up later, but it was too late.

    Pei Qianyue did not speak any more.

    Feng Ci waited for a while, then asked: “… gone?”

    Pei Qianyue: “No more.”

    Feng Ci laughed: “What kind of temptation are you?”

    It takes a lot of trouble, just to try to find out that he is not Lu Jingming?

    Pei Qianyue did not answer.

    But it is.

    Cultivators are severely suppressed by the level of cultivation. When their cultivation reaches a certain level, they can freely hide their aura, cultivation, and even their roots. Even when he had just rescued Pei Qianyue, Feng Ci did not use all his strength.

    Therefore, Pei Qianyue could only see that he had used the spiritual power that “Lu Jingming” should not have, but he could not detect the true strength of Feng Ci.

    He didn’t even know if Feng Ci was doing his best.

    To see through his identity, now is not enough.

    This is also the reason why Feng Ci cast the spell with confidence.

    His identity, unless he does not take the initiative to disclose, or others will never know. At most, he can only be like Pei Qianyue to be sure that he is not himself.

    But with Pei Qianyue’s suspicious nature, he was relieved just knowing this?

    Wind Ci was curious: “You don’t want to know who I am? How did I get into Lu Jingming’s body? What is the purpose of infiltrating Langfeng City?”

    “You can’t save me just now and get out on your own.” Pei Qianyue didn’t answer directly, but asked again, “Why reveal your identity?”

    Feng Ci thought that this is not nonsense, after all, it is his own cub, and he can still watch him die in front of his eyes?

    He’s not such a beast yet.

    Pei Qianyue nodded: “Okay.”

    After speaking, she turned and walked deep into the corridor.

    Words: “?”

    This is the end?

    The narrow corridor is dark and damp, and the wind catches up: “What do you mean, don’t you ask me more?”

    Pei Qianyue: “I asked, would you say it?”

    Words: “No.”

    There was a moment of silence in the cave.

    “Also…maybe.” Fengci laughed dryly, trying to ease the atmosphere, “I can choose what I can say.”

    Pei Qianyue said: “I am in prison, but you are not against me, that is enough.”

    Wind remarks.

    This is what he really wanted to try.

    Pei Qianyue doesn’t care what Feng Ci’s true identity is at all, he just wants to know whether Feng Ci is an enemy or a friend.

    And now, he has successfully tried it.

    Without revealing herself at all.

    Wind Ci sighed in her heart.

    Pei Qianyue tried him, why didn’t he want to test Pei Qianyue?

    But the other party doesn’t say anything, doesn’t ask anything, he doesn’t even have a chance to test.

    Damn things are pretty smart.

    Feng Ci thought for a while, and after a while, Pei Qianyue who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

    At the end of the corridor in the distance, a faint light appeared.

    “What’s wrong?” Fengci asked him.

    Pei Qianyue ignored him and walked forward.

    Words: “…”

    He really hates people who don’t like to talk!

    Being with someone like Pei Qianyue who doesn’t talk much is a kind of torture.

    Feng Ci thought angrily, and couldn’t help but speed up, jumping out of the corridor before Pei Qianyue.

    But outside is not the forest just now.

    Feng Ci originally thought that this secret realm was deliberately used by Pei Qianyue to test himself, and this passage should be the exit of the secret realm. After coming out, I found that the end of this passage was actually connected to another cave.

    The stone wall is crystal clear, the gurgling stream flows under the stone wall, and there are several clusters of aquatic plants growing on the shore.

    The fireflies flashed in the air, startled by the sound of footsteps, and flew into the distance.

    This is a natural mystery.

    The spiritual veins here should not have been discovered yet. The light of spiritual power is bright and pure. Just being in it, you can feel the exhaustion of your body swept away.

    The wind turned back, and Pei Qianyue landed lightly behind him.

    Pei Qianyue went straight to the inside of the cave.

      Or spirit herbs to treat trauma.

    Feng Ci followed Pei Qianyue into the water.

    When I walked to the deepest part of the cave, I was stunned.

    There are dozens of corpses lying there.

    There are men and women, old and young, the only thing in common is that all the corpses are in a shriveled state.

    —all of them were sucked dry and died.

    Feng Ci frowned slightly, and then listened to Pei Qianyue: “Disciple of Wuchang Sect.”

    Another name I have never heard of.

    In this era, there are too many cultivators and cultivators. In addition to the six sects that formed the Xianmeng, and the twenty-two families that later joined the Xianmeng, there were more than a hundred large and small sects outside the Xianmeng, not to mention some loose cultivators.

    This was something that was unthinkable in the era of Fengci.

    If there were so many immortals helping each other back then, perhaps the battle between humans and demons would not have been so devastated.

    He will not be ordered by Heaven to take on the responsibility of saving the world.

    Wind Ci’s thoughts ran away a little, and then pulled back to her eyes: “How…how are they here?”

    Pei Qianyue said, “A few days ago, the sect master of Wuchang Sect was worried about harming himself, so he asked me to bless him. I found this place to hide for him.”

     Fengci understood: “The secret realm outside was also built by you to protect them?”

    Pei Qianyue: “Yes.”

    Hiding people in the depths of the spiritual veins, and then creating a new secret realm to hide them, is indeed the safest way.

    What’s more, Pei Qianyue has seen the dangerous and dangerous words of the secret realm just now. If this person hadn’t taken action to terminate the secret realm, there would still be many dangers waiting for them ahead.

    Why…

     Fengci asked: “You didn’t know that someone broke in beforehand?”

    Pei Qianyue: “I don’t know.”

    Feng Ci was horrified.

    There are people outside, the words are not clear.

    But he only knows that unless he finds his own body, even he is not sure of doing this.

    Who is the murderer?

    Besides, there was one more thing he couldn’t understand.

    Wind Ci asked: “There are hundreds of cultivators in the Central Plains today, how could the Impermanence Sect know that they are about to be robbed and come to seek your protection?”

    Pei Qianyue seemed to have expected that he would ask this question.

    He raised his hand and waved, and a row of pale golden text appeared in the void.

    This is a list of various fairy gates.

    “Five months ago, Langfeng City received a directory, which recorded the names of all the cultivation schools in the Central Plains today.”

    “The Gate of Impermanence, ranked fourteenth among them.”

    Feng Ci followed and looked at it, and indeed found the name of the impermanence in it.

    And above the impermanence gate, there are Qingyang Sect and Tianxuan Sect.

    Exactly the twelfth and thirteenth.

    This murderer… even predicted in advance the sect that would be destroyed.

    Feng Ci looked at the death list, his eyebrows lowered slightly: “You didn’t spread this list out?”

    “Distribute?” Pei Qianyue raised his hand to collect the directory, and said, “Distribute it, so that the world will panic? Or let some people who have formed a grudge follow suit. ?”

     Pei Qianyue’s words are not without reason.

    When I first received this directory, most of the Xianmeng didn’t care. Until later, more and more immortal sects were victimized, and when they began to attract attention, it was already a step too late.

    It is indeed the safest way to protect the door of impermanence.

    The gate of impermanence is still destroyed.

    Feng Ci thought about it and asked, “Pei Qianyue, why do you think the murderer wanted to kill them?”

    After being exposed by Pei Qianyue that he was not the original owner, Feng Ci didn’t bother to be polite with him anymore, and called him by his first name.

    Pei Qianyue was silent for a moment, as if he had some objection to this, but he didn’t say anything after all.

    Pei Qianyue said: “Spiritual power.”

    “I thought so too.” Feng Ci nodded, “For some reason, the murderer needs a lot of spiritual power, so he began to massacre the cultivation sect.”

    “But I don’t feel that way now.”

    “One, the murderer has such a high level of cultivation that he can come and go freely in your secret realm, as if he were in a no-man’s realm, so why would he want to attack this kind of small sect? “

    So far, the victims are small sects.

    Students of this kind of sect naturally won’t be too high, even if they **** up the entire sect’s disciples, most of the spiritual power they get will not be able to match any elder in the Immortal League.

     Not to mention that the murderer did not let go of the young child who had just established the foundation, how much spiritual power could there be?

    Feng Ci originally thought that the murderer was not high in cultivation, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, but now it seems that this is not the case.

    Since the murderer has the ability to break into Pei Qianyue’s secret realm to kill, why not go directly to Langfeng City to cut Pei Qianyue, is it faster than slaughtering ordinary Xianmen here?

    Of course, I dare not say this last word.

    After listening to his analysis, Pei Qianyue said, “Maybe he doesn’t want to provoke the Xianmeng and add trouble.”

    “I don’t want to provoke the Xianmeng?” Fengci couldn’t believe it, “He almost pointed at Xianmeng’s nose and cursed, ‘You haven’t found any clues for so long, what a bunch of trash’ already.”

    Pei Qianyue: “…”

    Fengci coughed lightly: “It didn’t mean that Xianmeng was trash.”

    “No, you’re right.” Pei Qianyue said calmly, “Xianmeng is indeed a bunch of waste.”

    Feng Ci was very afraid that Pei Qianyue would suddenly ask him, this waste two-character bag does not include him, the Lord of the Immortal Alliance, but fortunately Pei Qianyue did not insist on this topic, but said: ” continue.”

    “Ah? Oh…” Feng Ci paused and then said, “What’s the second… I can’t figure it out, the murderer wants spiritual power, why doesn’t he not use this spiritual vein?”

    As far as the group of disciples in this cave is concerned, except for the old man who looks like a sect master, the others are young people.

    “Only killing people, not stealing treasures, is really a principled murderer.”

    Feng Ci clapped her hands expressionlessly.

    Pei Qianyue: “…”

    Speaking of this, Feng Ci suddenly reacted: “Wait, you hide people here, don’t you want to test what the murderer wants?”

    Pei Qianyue was very righteous: “Otherwise I would be innocent, why would I save Wuchangmen?”

    Words: “…”

    Every time Fengci wants to believe that her little black snake is not really crooked, she will always be hit hard by reality.

    This is more than a dozen lives, is it something that can be used for temptation?

    It’s really worrying.

    But Pei Qianyue obviously doesn’t care. In fact, since he saw the dead bodies all over the floor, he hasn’t even changed his expression.

    Pei Qianyue asked him: “So, what is your conclusion?”

    “The conclusion is…” Feng Ci looked at the corpse of the disciple of Wuchang Sect all over the ground again, and lowered his eyes, “I am afraid that the real murderer does not mean to drink.”

    Whether it is to inform Xianmeng of the murder list in advance, or to kill from Pei Qianyue’s secret realm, the murderer has only one purpose.

    He is using these actions to announce the Immortal Alliance. He really has the ability to threaten the safety of the entire cultivation world by himself.

    This is a threat and a provocation.

    This is…interesting.

    When he first wanted to investigate this matter, Feng Ci was more interested in finding out whether it was related to the upcoming catastrophe, but now, the event itself has also aroused his interest.

    ***

    Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue left the secret realm and returned to the original forest.

    They spent most of the night in the secret realm, and when they came out, there was already a little light in the sky. The gray-blue sky was shrouded in mist, as clear as a wash.

    Feng Ci yawned and was about to walk forward, but saw Pei Qianyue still standing there.

    Suddenly I had a bad feeling in my heart: “You don’t… don’t plan to return to the sect?”

    “No.” Pei Qianyue said, “Are you going to continue to follow me?”

    This is so polite as to ask Fengci what she plans to eat in the morning.

    This is all there, can this be called tracking?

    “How dare I do something like stalking.” Feng Ci smiled cheerfully, and answered politely, “It just happened to be on the way with the city lord. By the way, where is the city lord going next?”

    Pei Qianyue lowered her head slightly.

    I don’t know if it was an illusion or not, Feng Ci felt that he smiled slightly, and the smile was so light that it was blown away by the morning breeze almost instantly.

    Pei Qianyue: “If you want to know, then follow.”

    After he finished speaking, ignoring how Feng Ci would answer, he raised his hand to condense a long sword with his spiritual power.

    A monk who has reached a certain level of cultivation can cultivate the realm of the unity of human and sword, and condense energy into a sword to defend against the enemy.

    Feng Ci watched the long sword condensed by Pei Qianyue fall to his feet, and suddenly thought inadvertently, Pei Qianyue as a demon, it is extremely easy for him to fly through the clouds spell.

    Why does he still use Langfeng City’s swordsmanship?

    Even the disciples of Langfeng City choose to take the flying boat when they go down the mountain to carry out the task.

    Only he is still choosing the most old-fashioned swordsmanship.

    For a while, Feng Ci didn’t understand why he cared about this matter, nor did he intend to continue to study such a boring question. Pei Qianyue mobilized his spiritual power, and a vast white light appeared all over his body, and he was about to disappear into a sword shadow.

    Feng Ci shouted: “City Lord wait for me-“

    Then, take a leap.

    A pure white sword shadow cut through the sky, and the word of the wind fell firmly on Pei Qianyue’s fairy sword.

    Pei Qianyue: “…”

    He grabbed Pei Qianyue’s arm and stood firm, raised his head and smiled at him, remembering that he might not be able to see, he said: “Tossing all night, it’s too tiring, let’s go on the same road, the city lord might as well carry My ride?”

    The elderly have not slept all night, which is really exhausting.

    But Pei Qianyue just smiled.

    The smile is like the first sunshine after rain, and the ice and snow melt.

    Then Feng Ci felt a hand grab his back collar and threw him out unceremoniously.