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Several people lowered their heads, quite at a loss.

Seeing that none of them spoke, Li Chengyuan pushed Jiang Lin next to him.

Although Jiang Lin lost his hand in the secret realm, there are all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures in the world of immortality. Now the arm has been repaired with unknown means, but it is not original after all, and it looks a bit uncoordinated.

Jiang Lin glanced at Feng Changyun cautiously. He made Feng Changyun unhappy last time he went to Liantian Peak. Now the senior sister is afraid that he will still be annoyed.

But he kept those words in his heart, and he always felt uneasy.

Especially during this period of time, when he calmed down and thought about the things he had done before, he almost thought that he had been taken away from him?

Otherwise, why would Bai Rong go to the Demon Abyss because of a minor problem?

Demonic abyss!

The place where the demons connect with the human world. Although the demon world is sealed, the demonic energy will still leak out from time to time. Once it is contaminated, the consequences will be disastrous.

Is Bai Rong his biological mother?

Will he risk his life for Bai Rong? Key Master still praises him?

Is Master afraid that he wants him to die?

He asked himself again and again if his brain had been bitten by a dog, otherwise he would just let Bai Rong go through the ups and downs of the whole sect while he was doing his best.

Jiang Lin's parents died young, and he was only three years old when he was sent to the sect. Although he couldn't remember the past, he knew that his parents were killed by evil cultivators.

Therefore, he has determined to practice hard since he was a child and eradicate all evil cultivators in the world in the future.

As a result, he found out that he had become like that. Jiang Lin could not accept that he was a waste who only hung around Bai Rong.

His Ling Yunzhi was brutally cut in half before he could use it, and he even lost an arm because of it, which almost caused him to suppress his inner demons.

Jiang Lin carefully apologized to Feng Changyun: "Sister, I'm sorry for what I did before..."

Although he did not admit that he did those things or said those words, in his memory it was indeed his disregard for the kindness of his senior sister that brought them to this point.

Jiang Lin spoke, and the others also began to apologize.

"Senior Sister, it was our fault in the past."

"Senior Sister, I, I don't know what happened to me before. I feel like I was possessed by an evil spirit. I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I don't want to be like that."

Mu Baixue came to Feng Changyun and gently pulled her sleeves. Tears fell freely. She looked very pitiful: "Senior Sister, I'm sorry. I don't know why I became like that. You can punish me. I will accept the punishment." , don’t let us go.”

There was a circle around, and several junior brothers and sisters were all blaming themselves.

Feng Changyun listened and felt that something was wrong.

She taught these junior brothers and sisters when they first started, and she is fairly clear about their natures.

Although it is not very correct, it is definitely not inferior.

Since when did they change?

Feng Changyun thought carefully and drew a line.

Ever since Bai Rong entered the sect, they began to change.

At first, he would only say a few words in favor of Bai Rong, act coquettishly and plead for Bai Rong, etc., but gradually developed to the point where he would almost always favor Bai Rong without asking any questions.

Bai Rong's eyes were red, and as long as she showed a wronged look, they would stand by Bai Rong's side and start scolding her.

He yelled at her and scolded her in public, saying that she was jealous and unworthy of being a senior sister, making her unable to get off the stage, as if she was possessed by an evil spirit.

At first she would scold them and punish them, but they didn't listen at all. They refused to do anything she asked them to do. They even stopped practicing properly and became increasingly disobedient to discipline.

She wanted to tell the Master, but the Master was in seclusion at that time. When he came out, he just kept silent when he heard what she said. Then he told her to do her own thing and not worry about it, so he stopped talking.

Now that I think about it, how normal was Master's behavior at that time?

He has always been strict with his disciples, so how could he allow this situation to continue to develop?

If he really loved someone, he would never indulge her like he indulged Bai Rong.

At that time, she just thought that even the master didn't like her for siding with Bai Rong, but now she thought about it, if Lingquan Peak became like this, was it not the master's handwriting?

The master saw the attitude of the whole sect towards Bai Rong, but he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, letting them do whatever they wanted.

And Jiang Lin ran to the Demon Abyss regardless of danger. If this had happened before, he would have been punished by him in the cold pool. How could he praise and encourage him in turn?

Therefore, Master did it on purpose.

He was letting Bai Rong mess up the sect, sitting aside and watching indifferently.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Feng Changyun's back, and she suddenly felt as if she had never understood what kind of person the Master was from the beginning to the end.

Master, are you aggrieved by what happened in the previous life?

She comforted him a bit and asked if Bai Rong was back, but received a negative reply.

After sending away several junior brothers and sisters, they quickly returned to Lian Tianfeng without even looking at Shen Tinghan who was sitting in the yard basking in the sun while guarding the two of them.

Feng Changyun really wanted to ask Beiming Immortal Lord face to face, but Beiming Immortal Lord always avoided seeing him.

After sitting in the room and thinking for a long time, Feng Changyun suppressed all the thoughts in her mind.

She didn't want to think too much, and she was even more afraid that she would misunderstand the master. The Master treated her with great kindness. If she thought about it, wouldn't it chill the Master's heart?

After leaving the house, Song Zhizhi and Liang Xin had already finished walking. At this time, they were limping towards the stool with pale faces and trembling legs like zombies, looking pitiful.

Song Zhizhi cried loudly: "I, I will never make Master angry again, wuwu, it's terrible when she gets angry, my two poor old cold legs..."

Liang Xin was lying on the table and was about to collapse. Her legs under the table were shaking wildly uncontrollably: "It's all your fault. Why do you think you messed with her so well? Otherwise, I could be so involved by you?"

Song Zhizhi was dissatisfied: "Who can blame you for sleeping in? Why don't you get up early to practice like the second senior brother?"

Liang Xin: "I just want to sleep in on Sundays, so that life can have some fun. Now that Sundays are gone, who can be as miserable as me?"

Song Zhizhi: "Who didn't come here like this?"

Liang Xin: "No, you're not. You had weekends before."

Song Zhizhi fell silent, Liang Xin's misery comforted her.

Shen Tinghan wanted to laugh a little while listening to the conversation between the two.

The disciples Feng Changyun, the eldest disciple and the second disciple are quite worry-free, but these two younger ones are a bit out of tune.

Seeing Feng Changyun come out, Shen Tinghan's eyes lit up: "Yunyun."

Song Zhizhi was still lying on the table, his ears already perked up.

She didn't dare to seduce Shen Tinghan secretly anymore, but she could listen quietly.

Feng Changyun nodded lightly, looked at the two people lying on the table, and showed a kind smile: "Have you learned a lesson this time?"

The two of them hurriedly sat up straight and suppressed their shaking legs, fearing that they would be punished again if they were too late: "Master, we know we were wrong."

"Okay, let's take a rest and follow me to the back mountain."

She's not that scary. Why are these two people suddenly so afraid of her?

Feng Changyun was puzzled and gave each of them a pill: "Take it."

Liang Xin took it over, looked at it, and smelled it: "Master, what is this?"

As he said this, he threw it into his mouth and almost choked to death from the strong bitter taste.

Her face was distorted and her eyes bulged out, as if she was going to die suddenly in the next second. Song Zhizhi's scalp was numb and the hand holding the pill was trembling, and she wanted to crush the pill directly.

She looked at Feng Changyun in horror and said in an incoherent tone: "Master, Master, we made mistakes, but our sins do not lead to death!"

Shen Tinghan, who was laughing next to him, shrugged his shoulders and found it very interesting to see Feng Changyun's deflated look.

Feng Changyun frowned, this damn child said: "What are you talking about? Eat Bigu Pill, you won't be hungry after eating it."

Song Zhizhi looked at the elixir in his hand, and then at Liang Xin, who looked like she had returned to the west and was resurrected.

Is it really so unpalatable?

Even if it is unpalatable, how can it be so unpalatable?

Is it that exaggerated?

Song Zhizhi didn't believe in evil. She threw the pill into her mouth and chewed it up. She didn't believe that a small pill could stop her.

In an instant, the medicinal smell and various bitter flavors contained in the elixir exploded in her mouth, causing her to burst into tears without warning.

How to describe that feeling?

It's like someone roasting a piece of meat and eating it. It's obviously delicious if you sprinkle some seasoning on it, but he insists on spitting some shit. It doesn't matter if you sprinkle it on, he still grills it half-cooked and stuffs it into your mouth.

That's how she feels now.

Song Zhizhi's mind went blank and she had to admit that she was being narrow-minded.

She knew that the elixir might be unpalatable, but she really didn't expect it to be so unpalatable.

Master, how on earth did she eat it with no expression on her face?

Feng Changyun kindly handed her a glass of water, and Song Zhizhi quickly spit it out and rinsed it out.

Feng Changyun's voice was like a devil: "If you vomit, you will be hungry today. Everyone's share of the elixir is limited."