After rebirth, Senior Sister, she has the power to be close to others

"No! It's all false, senior sister, why are you so vicious, why do you want to frame me like this."

Yueyao shook her head and fell to the ground, covering her face with tears.

Su Chanyi was unmoved:

"There is nothing that our Su family wants to check that cannot be found."

Yueyao stood up unsteadily: "Senior Sister Su, why are you doing this, just because I told you your secret?"

Su Chanyi walked off the stage step by step, her body filled with spiritual energy.

"Little junior sister, take a closer look. What exactly am I cultivating? Who doesn't know that the two qi of spirits and demons cannot coexist? The photo you took is really a bit fake."

"I don't believe it! If you have the ability to ask the elders present to examine your body, they will definitely detect the demonic energy!" Yue Yao always insisted on her statement.

The issue of taking photos not only involves the demon clan, but also the Su family and the five major families. No one dares to say anything nonsense.

It wasn't until Song Canglan spoke that the deadlock was broken:

"If there is any demonic energy, just check it out." He said and glanced at Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing understood and looked at Su Chanyi with a complicated expression.

In the last scene of the dream, when he stabbed her with Jian Tian, ​​Su Chanyi was surrounded by demonic energy.

If there really is demonic energy in Su Chanyi's body, wouldn't it further confirm everything in the dream...

Thinking like this, Yuan Qing directly drew out a ray of consciousness and hit Su Chanyi.

But before it came into contact with Su Chanyi, the ray of consciousness was directly dispersed by a force.

His consciousness collapsed, Yuan Qing's face instantly turned pale, and he looked at Su Quan in confusion.

Yueyao also raised the corners of her lips, her eyes full of determination:

"What does the Master of the Su family mean by this? Are you worried about finding out something?"

Su Quan just glanced at Yueyao coldly, ignored her, and turned to Song Canglan:

"You want to touch the little cicada, Old Man Song? Have you asked me?"

Song Canglan sneered: "Doesn't this also prove Su Yatou's innocence?"

"What about Xiao Chanchan? It's not something an orphan girl of unknown origin can control."

Then, Su Quan changed the topic: "If you want to check, it's okay. Why not open your treasure house and comfort my Cicada's injured little heart."

"This!" Song Canglan looked complicated.

Su Quan obviously doesn't give Chaoxian Sect face. If he agrees, how can Chaoxian Sect be established in Xuantian Continent? But if he doesn't, he will completely offend the Su family...

In a dilemma, he heard Yuan Qing speak.

Yuan Qing was still cold, exuding an indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away:

"If I have wronged Su Chanyi, I will make up for it myself."

Su Quan drank tea and sat back on the stone chair: "The treasure house of the first fusion is also fine."

But Su Chanyi looked at Su Quan helplessly.

The old man clearly knew the skills she practiced, and he must have thought of the difference in her body, so how could he be so indifferent.

Su Chanyi looked inside the black and white golden elixir in her body and restrained all the evil energy in her dantian.

"Please." Su Chanyi said softly.

Yuan Qing once again sent out a ray of consciousness. This time, no one was blocking him, and he quickly detected Su Chanyi's body.

In just a moment, shock flashed across Yuan Qing's face.

He is obviously a Golden Core cultivator, but the meridians in his body are so strong that his bones, flesh and blood are far superior to those of ordinary Nascent Souls, even comparable to those outside the body.

Rather, it looks like the physique of a demon cultivator.

The next moment, he was even more shocked that he didn't detect Su Chanyi's bones.

Yuan Qing did not continue to explore, withdrew his consciousness and looked at Su Chanyi with complicated eyes.

"Yuan Qing, how are you?" Song Canglan asked.

Yuan Qing pursed her lips and thought for a long time before saying:

"Su Chanyi's physique is higher than that of ordinary people, but there are no traces of demon cultivation."

Everyone was shocked and looked at Yueyao with increasing disdain.

Yueyao's face turned pale, but thinking of the man's instructions, she still spoke:

"Sect Master, this disciple is asking for another elder to investigate. You don't know something. Master has always treated Senior Sister Su differently. I'm afraid..."

Yuan Qing frowned, thinking of what Yueyao did to Su Chanyi in the dream, as well as the disciples he harmed, his expression became colder:

"With the help of a photo of unknown origin, I wrongly accused my fellow disciples and instigated family friendship. After the ceremony, I was banned from reaching Yuefeng."

Seeing what Yueyao wanted to say, Yuan Qing directly sealed the person there.

Seeing this scene, Su Chanyi smiled mockingly.

Yuan Qing prides himself on being righteous. He could kill her in his last life, but he will not let Yueyao go if he learns the truth in this life.

The word "travel" appears in a handbook of the founder of the Chaoxian Sect. Although I don't know what the ancestor's ghostly drawings mean, but based on the ancestor's strange behavior at that time, later generations also deduced part of the meaning.

It's ridiculous. To put it bluntly, this so-called time-traveling woman stepped on everyone to get to the top, but she never did anything to feel sorry for Yuan Qing.

Today, Yuan Qing still imprisons people without any emotion.

Funny and sad.

After the interlude, the ceremony continued.

When Yuan Qing looked at her tenderly, Su Chanyi lowered her eyes and did not respond.

It wasn't until her eyebrows had completely melted into her forehead that Su Chanyi stood up and saluted.

The moment she turned around, she saw bursts of purple energy coming towards her.

luck.

It’s Chaoxian Sect’s luck!

From this point of view, the Holy Son and the Saint not only accepted the blessings of the Chaoxian Sect, but also accepted part of the Chaoxian Sect’s luck!

Su Chanyi was speechless at the magnitude of this sect's destiny.

Seeing the purple meaning above her head becoming more and more obvious and shining brightly, Su Chanyi was surprised.

Slowly, there is even a tendency to overshadow Yueyao.

Until the end, Ziyi almost overshadowed Yueyao.

The corners of Su Chanyi's lips raised, she turned around and looked down at the gap between the disciples, and glanced at Yueyao.

Looking at each other, seeing the panic in Yue Yao's eyes, Su Chanyi curled her lips, and murderous intent flashed across her face. After enduring it for so long, she was finally able to kill.

After the ceremony, the sun set in the west, and the sect was still entertaining the monks.

Su Chanyi followed Yuan Qing to Lan Yue Peak, which was the resource that the old man fought for her.

As for Yue Yao, her identity as the daughter of luck still exists. Except for her, who has higher luck than her, outsiders still cannot kill her.

You have to do it yourself.

The sect prohibits killing, not to mention that she has just sat on the seat of the saint, and the chessboard is also being laid out, so there is nothing wrong with showing off.

But that's all. When she leaves for the Dandong Region tomorrow and leaves the sect, she will be buried.

Lanyue Peak is still cold.

The sky was darkening, and when I looked up, the sky was filled with white stars. Under the moonlight, Lan Yue Peak was all black and white and cold.

Yuan Qing walked in front, still wearing the same Qingyue gown.

Everyone in the world thinks of Yuan Qing holding the moon, dressed in white, and coming under the moonlight.

As clear as a spring, as elegant as poetry, as warm as moist jade, and as beautiful as a mysterious painting.

Maybe he deserves to be called the Immortal Lord by the world, but he pays too much attention to what is right and what is wrong.

Any beauty, once it is in the extreme, is paranoia.

Just as she expected, he would insist on exploring her body personally to verify the reality of the dream.

Different human natures are like every chess piece on the chessboard, inducing them to make arrangements step by step, and she is the one who holds the chess...