This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    The boy's tone was clear, but he just casually put on Xuan Yangzi's shoulder, an invisible deterrence came quietly, Xuan Yangzi was shocked, his body was the first to perceive fear than his brain.

    "You..." Xuan Yangzi opened his mouth and realized that his voice was shaking. He resisted the inexplicable fear and shouted, "Who are you!"

    "You shouldn't know who I am." Feng Ci tilted his head slightly, and said leisurely, "Isn't the sealing formation?"

    Feng Ci's free hand quickly formed a seal, flipped the wrist and lifted it: "Take it."

    In the open space, a magic circle with more power and purer light than before suddenly rose.

    It's the Sealing Array.

    Xuan Yangzi's complexion changed.

    The magic circle instantly imprisoned the dozens of living corpses. The living corpses realized that the danger was coming, and roared and rammed into the light wall of the magic circle, but they were bounced back by the light wall and fell. Bloody.

    This scene is terrifying. The disciples of Lingxiao Sect present raised their magic weapons and pointed at Fengci.

    "Who are you?!"

    "How can you understand our Lingxiao Gate Talisman?!"

    "Let go of the door!"

    "Don't move." Feng Ci's tone was lazy, "Otherwise, what will happen to your beloved head, I can't guarantee it."

    He said, looking at Xuanyangzi with a smile: "Xuanyangzi sect master, might as well guess now, who am I?"

    The Sealing Formation is one of the formations that Lingxiao Sect never spreads. In this world, except for the disciples of Lingxiao Sect, those who know this spell can only be its founder, Qianqiu Patriarch.

    "You..." Xuan Yangzi's face turned pale instantly, "Impossible... You can't..."

    Feng Ci smiled and wanted to say something else, but heard a suppressed, very slight coughing sound next to her.

    He smiled slightly, tilted his head and asked Pei Qianyue: "Uncomfortable?"

    City Lord Langfeng, who was only under the control of others without the slightest panic, was asked this now, and he lowered his head and coughed a few times: "... um."

    It looks a little pitiful.

    Feng Ci looked at him suspiciously.

    This **** always likes to pretend to be pitiful in front of him, and Feng Ci was deceived and scared by him. Who knows if he is pretending now.

    But not necessarily.

    The Prisoner's Rune Array was originally created to deal with the monsters, and it does great damage to the monsters. What's more, the prison demon talisman formation is much stronger than the one in Immortal Terrace at the time.

    Thinking of this, Feng Ci grabbed Xuan Yangzi's shoulder and pushed: "Go and withdraw the formation."

    The disciples of Lingxiao Sect hurried to help him.

     Feng Ci ignored him.

    He walked to Pei Qianyue's side, raised his palm and pressed it on the opponent's vest, and the pure spiritual power injected, relieved the oppression brought by the Fu array to the spirit of the demon clan.

    "I know there are traps here, but I don't know how to deal with them in advance." Fengci rebuked, "Why are you stepping in?"

    Pei Qianyue raised a smile on his lips: "There is a master."

    "..." Feng Ci angrily, "I knew you did it on purpose."

    Pei Qianyue's skill of showing weakness, selling misery and pretending to be pitiful can be said to be familiar with ease.

    Feng Ci smiled, too lazy to care about him.

    Someone suddenly exclaimed in the open space. It turned out that Xuan Yangzi took advantage of the wind and was unprepared and pulled out a magic weapon to attack him on the back. Feng Ci didn't turn his head back, before the filaments of the whisk were caught by an invisible force.

    Feng Ci stabilized Pei Qianyue before turning around slowly: "Xuan Yangzi, do you dare to shoot at me?"

    "Why don't you dare!" The light of the whisk held in Xuan Yangzi's hand soared, and he broke free of Feng Ci's restraint, "Don't think that if you cooperate with Pei Qianyue, the old man will be beaten by you. Be stunned. Where did you learn your Breath Formation from? Could it be that Pei Qianyue taught you?"

    Words: "…"

    Wind: "Pfft."

    The co-author thought for a long time and came up with such a reason?

    But thinking about it, this guess is somewhat reasonable.

    Although the Sealing Formation was created by Patriarch Qianqiu, Pei Qianyue also obtained all the true inheritances of Patriarch Qianqiu, so it is not surprising to know this formation.

      , The ancestors deliberately set up a formation in this ancient city in northern Xinjiang, just to clean the door."

    "...Who are you, how dare you pretend to be the ancestor!"

    The wind speech was silent for a moment, I understood.

    "In other words, everything you do is ordered by the ancestors of Qianqiu, and it has nothing to do with you. Even if you find out that you are wrong later, it is at most a deceived fault. Does that mean?" Feng Ci nodded in admiration, "Pick yourself clean enough, Sect Master Xuanyangzi."

    "Then make his own disciples into living corpses, move in the Lingxu cave, trick the innocent disciples of Langfeng City into the secret realm to be the sacrifice of your conspiracy... These things are also all Is it the order of Patriarch Qianqiu?"

    "Also, you said that the ancestor Qianqiu wanted to clean up the portal and get rid of Pei Qianyue..."

    Wind Ci paused, glanced at Pei Qianyue, and continued: "If the ancestor Qianqiu in your mouth really wants to get rid of Pei Qianyue, why didn't you tell you about my existence, Why didn't you let you guard against me in advance?"

    When he said this, not only Xuan Yangzi was stunned, but even Pei Qianyue raised his head.

    I just want to delay time and trap Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue.

    There is only one answer.

    The physical puppet may not want to hurt Pei Qianyue's life.

    Even if it does not understand human emotions, even if there is only an empty shell left to obey orders, it is still a rumor after all. It has the memory of wind words and can sense the soul. In addition to obeying instructions, it also has the instinct left by the body and the soul.

    Only the existence of Pei Qianyue is higher than others.

    A cool touch came from his fingertips, and Pei Qianyue gently hooked his finger. Feng Ci tilted his head to look over, Pei Qianyue lowered his head slightly, and a shallow arc was drawn around his lips.

    To die of pride.

    Feng Ci was a little embarrassed for some reason, he coughed lightly and looked away: "We'll talk about it later."

    He looked at Xuan Yangzi in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me."

    Then Feng Ci rose up.

    The flesh body of the soul has been completely integrated, and it does not even need the power of the magic weapon. Feng Ci raised his hand and waved a palm while the clothes were flying.

    Boom—

    The circle shattered.

    Countless pieces of golden light fell like drizzle, and Feng Ci leaned over and flew in the golden rain.

    Xuan Yangzi finally knew how Cai Fengci came behind him, because the next moment, a young man dressed in plain white appeared in front of him. Everything happened too fast, Xuan Yangzi only felt that he was being strangled by the throat, and the strong momentum made his body quickly retreat until he hit a hard wall.

    No, not the wall.

    The pale golden light reflected on Fengci's face, the young man smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Now, do you know who this seat is?"

    Xuanyangzi's throat was strangled, and he made a difficult sound: "Qian...Qianqiu..."

    "Well, that's right." Feng Ci smiled and let go.

    Xuan Yangzi slid down from the light wall of the Sealing Array and fell to the ground. Feng Ci was condescending and looked down at him: "Where is the 'Qianqiu Patriarch' you speak of now?"

    Xuan Yangzi: "I, I don't know..."

    Feng Ci looked at him coldly.

    "I really don't know." Xuan Yangzi's voice trembled, "Master Pa, no, that person only asked me to help him enter the secret realm among the patrolling disciples, I really don't know where he is now. "

    Sure enough, she advanced into the secret realm.

    Xuan Yangzi didn't look like he was lying, Feng Ci withdrew his gaze and turned around: "Xuan Yangzi, the sect master of Lingxiao Sect, intends to murder the leader of the Xianmeng. In his name, he ordered to abolish his position as the head of the sect and expel him from the six sects from today. As for whether to keep you in the cultivation world…”

    He raised his eyes and looked forward, touched the figure in black robe, and smiled a little: "Let it be decided by the leader of the Immortal Alliance."

    Pei Qianyue also smiled lightly.

    Then, he landed on one knee and replied: "Yes, I will follow the decree of the ancestor Qianqiu."

    If you say that you are talented, the disciples present still don't know what happened. When Pei Qianyue said this, everything is self-evident. The disciples were stunned, hesitant, and looked at each other, as if they didn't know what to do.

    In the crowd, Lin Changan, who was seriously injured, pushed aside the support of the people around him, walked to the front, and took the lead in bowing to Fengci: "Follow... Qianqiu Patriarch's decree!"

    The other disciples woke up like a dream, and knelt down to the ground, and said in unison: "Follow the decree of the ancestor Qianqiu!"

    The voices of the disciples echoed over the abandoned ancient city, Feng Ci smiled and stepped forward. He came to Lin Changan and helped him up: "Get up, Senior Brother Lin."

    Lin Changan: "Holy Venerable..."

    Feng Ci's palm condensed a little spiritual light, which fell on the opponent's waist and abdomen, and the wound that was penetrated quickly healed.

    Feng Ci was about to say something, but Lin Changan suddenly exclaimed: "Be careful!"

    The breeze floats behind you.

    At the same time, a few golden chains suddenly sprang out of the breath-holding formation. Feng Ci turned his head slowly, Xuan Yangzi maintained the posture of trying to sneak attack just now, but his limbs and neck were already wrapped in golden chains.

    The voice fell, and the chain moved.

    Xuan Yangzi's body was slowly dragged back by the chain, he realized something and began to struggle: "Qianqiu! You can't - this old man has devoted himself to Lingxiaomen in this life, you are for Lingxiaomen. What have you done?! The inheritance of Lingxiao Sect will end, you would rather trust that snake demon than save us from water and fire, where there are still six doors in your eyes, where are there still beings! Why do you—”

    The body hit the magic circle light wall again, but this time, the center of the light wall was sunken. Xuan Yangzi's body fell into the magic circle little by little, and he heard the sound of bones rubbing and colliding behind him.

    He turned his head and met a face that had become bloody.

    That was his eldest disciple.

    "Ahhh-"

      It seems to be covered with a layer of opaque shell, which completely isolates the scene inside the circle and all sounds.

    Death silence accompanied by fear spread in the open space, Feng Ci closed his eyes and called: "Senior Brother Lin."

    Lin Changan responded quickly: "Yes, Holy Venerable."

     Feng Ci said: "The remaining disciples of Lingxiao Sect have rebelled, you..."

    Before he finished speaking, the more than ten disciples of Lingxiao Sect in front of him began to ask for mercy.

    "Qianqiu Patriarch spare your life!"

    "We all obeyed the orders of the sect master. As disciples, how dare we not obey!"

    "We don't dare anymore, please let us go!"

    Words: "…"

    According to the past, the crime of treason should be cut down and rooted, not to mention Lingxiaomen committed it again and again. He understands the rationale, but if he really wants to do it, he still can't bear it.

    He is really not very good at dealing with this kind of scene, Feng Ci raised his eyes and looked at Pei Qianyue in the distance, who was still kneeling on the spot obediently without raising his head.

    I didn't want to help at all.

    Fengci sighed silently, and said what she had not finished: "You lead the disciples of Langfeng City to detain this group of people here for the time being, wait... until the trial is over, After leaving the secret realm, we will deal with it separately."

    Lin Changan: "As per your order."

    After finishing the matter, Feng Ci heaved a sigh of relief and walked to Pei Qianyue: "Are you still up?"

    Pei Qianyue smiled and raised a hand towards Fengci.

    The dignified Langfeng City Lord, he even had to be helped when he got up.

    Feng Ci couldn't stand the stickiness of this person looking for a presence in front of him anytime, anywhere, but he didn't say anything, and pulled Pei Qianyue with a smile.

    "What do you want next?" Fengci asked him.

    Pei Qianyue asked, "What's the master's plan?"

    "My plan is to listen to your arrangement." Feng Ci looked at him faintly, "Knowing that Lingxiaomen is against his will, he chose Lingxu Cave Sky Array as the test ground, don't think I don't know You have other plans. Tell me, what have you done?"

    Although Fengci kept telling Pei Qianyue not to do anything superfluous before retreating, but if he really does nothing, then it is not Pei Qianyue.

    Fengci snorted coldly: "I see, if I leave the gate a few days later, this gate will be closed in vain."

    By then, Pei Qianyue might have **** his body and sent him to the door of the cave where he retreated.

    Pei Qianyue just smiled lightly, without refuting or explaining.

    He took Feng Ci's hand: "Come with me."

    Lin Changan just followed Fengci's instructions to tie up the others, when he looked up and saw this scene, he hurriedly turned his head back stiffly.

    Pei Qianyue ignored them and led Fengci towards the city gate.

    The hustle and bustle just now did not bring any changes to this dilapidated and abandoned ancient city. Pei Qianyue and Fengci stood in front of the city gate of the ancient city, with the clear and bright moon above their heads and the desert in the distance. Constantly, as far as the eye can see.

    This is not the first time I have seen the scenery of the Saibei desert, but the people who see the scenery are different and have different feelings.

    He tilted his head, Pei Qianyue's profile was clearly outlined in the moonlight, Feng Ci's heart moved, and he leaned over to kiss him.

    But before he touched it, the action stopped.

    "Forgot." Feng Ci retracted regretfully, "I can't kiss you with this body."

    Pei Qianyue moved his fingers, and didn't seem to want him to back away, but in the end his reason prevailed and he endured it.

    He said: "I will take back the body for the master."

     Fengci did not answer.

    He turned his head to look forward, and sighed softly: "I didn't want to involve you."

    He shouldn't have been involved in these things.

    "It's too late." Pei Qianyue said, "From when the master was involved, I couldn't be alone."

    What is your plan?

    Pei Qianyue did not answer, he raised his head to face the sky, and suddenly said, "Here it is."

    Feng Ci also felt the vibration from the wind.

    It was a psychedelic butterfly.

    The pale golden spirit butterfly fluttered its wings and flew around the two of them a few times before flying in the same direction as when they were coming and going.

    Feng Ci looked at the direction where the spirit butterfly left, and looked at Pei Qianyue in disbelief: "Wouldn't it be taking us to find the flesh?"

    Pei Qianyue said: "Yes."

    "After the first day of the secret realm trial, the eliminated disciples cannot be automatically teleported out of the secret realm. In order to avoid accidents for the disciples stranded in the secret realm, the patrolling disciples will gather people in one place." Yu Jian crossed the vast desert, and Pei Qianyue said, "It will take us to the concentration area."

    The two were riding the same sword, and Pei Qianyue took the wind into his arms and carefully blocked the wind and sand blowing on his face.

    "So, the eliminated disciples can't be teleported out of the secret realm, you did it?" Feng Ci looked up at him, "You use innocent people as bait again."

    Pei Qianyue: "That's right."

    Fashion: "What is considered?"

    Pei Qianyue explained: "This plan was actually made by Xuan Yangzi, he moved his hands and feet in the magic circle, I just followed the trend."

    "...Is it gone?" Feng Ci was asked a question before he explained that he was so angry, "What else did you do, who is this Lingdie, when did you install the inner response? Hurry up Explain, or I'll beat someone up."

    Pei Qianyue didn't hold back and laughed softly.

    Words: "You—"

    Pei Qianyue quickly reassured: "Okay, I'll say."

    "It is I who proposed to use the Lingxu Cave Sky Array as the final assessment site." Pei Qianyue said, "The Lingxu Cave Sky Formation coexists with heaven and earth, and if you die in the secret realm, your body and spiritual power will be destroyed by the secret realm. Absorb it, and finally return it to the world. Under such circumstances, the physical puppet will naturally choose to clean up the disciples of the Immortal Sect and put it in the secret realm."

    Because this is what Heaven wants.

    Feng Ci faintly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't want to understand where the strangeness was, so he didn't interrupt, and let Pei Qianyue continue.

    "After the Lingxu Cave Heaven Array was set, I ordered Wanfa Pavilion to build a tracker to facilitate the trial. At the same time, Lingxiaomen also made countermeasures."

      ."

    Fengci blinked and wanted to ask again. The two of them happened to cross a sand dune at this moment, and several spiritual rays of light flashed in the distance.

    Breaking up.

    It was an oasis in the desert.

    On the oasis, hundreds of cultivating disciples have instruments in their hands, and their swords are pointed at a certain place in front of them. The dazzling light and shadow reflected the small sky as if it were daylight.

    In the center of the light, a young man in white stood alone, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

    "Beyond one's own capabilities." As he unfolded his robes, the strong impulse swayed in a ring, and instantly dispelled all the light of spiritual power that came from the top.

    Everyone was swept up and down in an instant, but at the front of the crowd, there was a teenager who struggled to get up.

    The youth set his eyes on him and shook his head: "I already spared your life, why do you want to be my enemy... Meng Changqing."

    Meng Changqing was the closest to the young man and was the most injured. A line of blood slipped from the corner of his lips, and he wiped it off with his sleeve: "You slaughtered my Tianxuan Sect, and if you don't avenge this revenge, I have no face to live in this world!"

    He threw away the whisk in his hand and drew a long sword from the storage bag at his waist.

    Since he joined the Tianxuan Sect, he never left his body with the sword.

      "

    The boy swung his sword forward, and the light of the long sword in his hand soared.

    The young man looked at his movements, did not dodge or dodge, and raised his hand lazily.

    Suddenly, a ray of spiritual power flew into the sky, and the moment Meng Changqing's sword energy touched the young man, he also hit him.

    Boom—

    The young man was knocked down and flew out by the spiritual power, bringing up countless yellow sand, and finally smashed a deep human-shaped bunker on the sand dune in the distance.

    Wind Ci fell to the ground, looked up at the sand pit, and patted the boy on the shoulder: "Brother Meng, this sword is really powerful."

    Meng Changqing: “…”

    Pei Qianyue fell behind the two of them, and at the same time, there was the spirit butterfly who guided them.

    The spirit butterfly flew over the crowd, and finally landed on Meng Changqing's shoulder, turning into a little light and disappearing into the void.

    "I didn't expect it." Feng Ci smiled, "That should be Senior Brother Meng."

    Feng Ci's hand was still on Meng Changqing's shoulder, the latter dodged sideways, and his eyes were also dodged: "I..."

    The boy's demeanor is cramped, far from the complacent he had when he was with Feng Ci before. Seeing this, Feng Ci suppressed his smile and asked, "So, you already knew that I wasn't Lu Jingming, right?"

    Meng Changqing: "Yes."

    Fashion: "When did you guess it?"

    Meng Changqing glanced at him, then looked at Pei Qianyue beside him, and whispered: "In the beginning... Lingwu Mountain."

    Fengci frowned.

    He saw in Lu Jingming's memory what happened in the Tianxuan Sect, the physical puppet found that Lu Jingming's physical body could be used for Fengci, but it did not take Lu Jingming's life.

    Instead, they let them go and gave them a chance to go to Lingwu Mountain.

    Lingwu Mountain…

    The spirit of Feng Ci returns to this world, and will definitely go to Lingwu Mountain for the first time. Therefore, they took Lu Jingming there and made him close to death, Feng Ci naturally entered Lu Jingming's body without any choice.

    It was a sacrifice.

    Sacrificing Lu Jingming's life in exchange for the survival of Tianxuanzong's orphans.

    Meng Changqing lowered her eyes and did not answer.

    Feng Ci's chest heaved violently, and was about to say something, but was pulled by Pei Qianyue.

    "It's not what you think." Pei Qianyue said quietly.

     Feng Ci was startled.

    Pei Qianyue: "Lu Jingming was cursed."

    The puppet has finally found a body that is very compatible with Fengci Divine Soul, and naturally it will not do nothing.

    He cast a spell on Lu Jingming that could only survive for five days, and asked Tianxuanzong disciples to take Lu Jingming to Lingwu Mountain within five days. Otherwise, the remaining Tianxuan Sect orphans will be killed.

    In those five days, they didn't tell Lu Jingming anything.

    They depended on each other on the way to Lingwu Mountain and spent the last time with Lu Jingming.

    "We..." Meng Changqing lowered his head, his voice became a little choked, "We originally thought that the secret book of the ancestor Qianqiu is stored in Lingwu Mountain, maybe there will be a way to solve the curse... "

    But they hurriedly rushed, and after arriving at Lingwu Mountain, they couldn't even break the outermost circle.

    It was all dead inside.

    In the entire Tianxuan Sect, there is only one Meng Changqing left.

    Meng Changqing wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and pointed his sword at the sand pit in the distance: "I want revenge, I want to kill him!"

    The fine sand floated in the distance, and a slender and thin hand stretched out from the sand pit.

    Feng Ci retracted her gaze, raised her hand and put it on Meng Changqing's shoulder again, persuading: "Senior Brother Meng, I understand your wish to take revenge yourself, but at this time, it's better not to be brave."

    "After all...If you have three strengths and two weaknesses, I will not be able to complete Lu Jingming's entrustment before he leaves."

    Meng Changqing was stunned: "Junior Brother Lu, he..."

     Feng Ci smiled: "He wants you to live well."

    "He also hopes..." Feng Ci turned his eyes and stared at the young man walking slowly from the dune, "I can end this."

    The youth stood not far away.

    "Are you really going to stop me?" the young man asked him, "Do you know what you are doing?"

     Fengci ignored him.

    He walked forward step by step, while walking, invisible spiritual swirls lingered around him, and the fine sand at his feet merged into small whirlpools.

    The youth's face changed: "You are disobeying your father's orders, do you know what the consequences are? You can't—"

    "I can't." Feng Ci interrupted him, "Because the destiny cannot be violated, I know."

    "Is there any way to be called by this group of juniors, I have to do something for them."

    Spiritual power quickly gathered on this oasis, and the void was torn apart by a crack. Feng Ci raised his hand, and golden light appeared in the crack, revealing a golden long sword.

    Feng Ci held the hilt of the sword, and the hair in the robe was automatic without wind in the more and more surging sword intent.

    "After all, this seat is... Qianqiu Sage."