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"The restriction in the forbidden area has been broken." Ji Yuan said to Feng He after a few days.

Feng He opened his eyes wide, looking very confused. There was even a hint of fear in his eyes.

Fu Ci Yan can even break the ban?

"Many seniors and I have tried to reseal it, but it's no use. I'm afraid everything inside has come out... We don't know whether he is a friend or an enemy yet." Ji Yuan looked unhappy.

Feng He said in a daze: It should be a friend.

A good young man like Fu Ciyan would never harm innocent people, so he is a friend to the immortal cultivation world. But for him, it is really hard to distinguish between friend and foe.

"The world is a little unstable right now. Do you want to live in Jianfeng for some time?" Ji Yuan felt that it was safer there.

Feng He shook her head and said, "No need, my place is also pretty good. Besides, Lingshan Sect is not a small sect."

Since Feng He said so, Ji Yuan had no choice but to give up.

"OK then."

A few days later, something suddenly happened: the demon world, which had always been in opposition to the world of cultivation, was wiped out.

The former Demon Lord Sang Yanhang was even exiled to an extremely bitter and cold place. He used all his brute strength to do hard labor.

As for the other citizens of the demon world, if they wish to surrender, they will not be punished, but the rest will be killed without mercy.

The people who launched this attack on the demon world called themselves the Eldar.

They had just come out from the forbidden area of ​​the immortal cultivation world that had been sealed hundreds of years ago.

Although the Xiuxian clan sealed them hundreds of years ago, they have not done anything to harm the Xiuxian clan now that they have come out.

This was truly amazing. They all praised the spiritual master of the spiritual world for his great understanding and wisdom.

And this Spirit Lord can actually rule over the creatures in the forbidden area, which is enough to show how astonishing his power is. I'm afraid no one in the entire world of cultivation can be his opponent.

However, most people have seen the true appearance of the Spirit Lord.

He was very similar to the little disciple of Feng He Xianzun from Lingshan Sect.

Just because he won the first place in the sect competition at that time, people had a deep impression of him.

After all, such a handsome young man with such high cultivation level is rare.

For a while, rumors about the true identity of the Spirit Master were rife.

Outside Lingshan Sect, Fu Ciyan, dressed in black, stood alone. However, his face was as cold and gloomy as water, making people dare not look directly at him.

With such a majestic and murderous temperament, it is no wonder that he can rule the forbidden area in one fell swoop.

The head of Lingshan Sect knew that if this person was a friend, it would be a great thing, so he hurriedly welcomed him in.

Fu Ci Yan did not refuse and walked into the place where he had practiced for more than ten years.

The headmaster asked respectfully, "Excuse me, Master Ling, what can I do for you?"

The corners of Fu Ci Yan's lips curled up in an emotionless arc.

"Come to think of it, I should also respectfully address you as the headmaster. After all, my master Feng He has also been here the whole time."

Fu Ci Yan casually made a shocking statement.

The head of the sect was indeed horrified.

"You...you are the disciple of Feng He Immortal Venerable?"

Fu Ciyan smiled slightly and didn't answer, but he had already acquiesced.

"Then...then you..."

The headmaster was a little confused about his thoughts for a moment, and did not dare to speculate.

Fu Ci Yan curled his lips and smiled slightly, saying: "It is said that Master has a heavenly appearance. Can I come and ask for his favor today?"

What he said was so shocking that everyone present had a broken expression on their face.

What…what?

The head of the sect was also confused, he didn't know whether the Lord of Spirits was joking or not.

Fu Ci Yan explained lightly: "At that time, Master did use a forbidden technique to absorb all the spiritual energy in my body, and then kicked me into the forbidden area to destroy the body and eliminate all traces."

His explanation was not angry at all, which made people feel a little strange.

The long-buried truth was revealed to the public, and those in the Lingshan Sect who once revered the Immortal Venerable Feng He now had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.

But there is no need for the Spiritual Master to lie.

Moreover, there was indeed something strange about Fu Ci Yan's disappearance at that time.

From this point of view, Feng He is indeed the biggest suspect.

The head of the sect bowed to Fu Ciyan and said seriously, "If what you said is true, practicing forbidden techniques and harming his disciples is enough for us to execute him."

Hearing the word "execution", Fu Ciyan's expression twisted for a moment, and then he smiled gently at a certain place in the void, and said in an extremely dangerous and bone-chilling tone: "Master, you make your own choice."

Feng He took a few steps back suddenly and almost fell down.

How did Fu Ci Yan know that he was hiding here?

Feng He's expression changed for a few moments, but he finally showed up.

Now everyone has a certain understanding of Feng He's personality and actions. When they see him coming, everyone feels a little complicated.

Feng He said with a cold face: "If you want me to fall into your hands, it will be impossible unless I die."

Fu Ci Yan's eyes were as black as ink, and his calm face did not seem angry at all, but those who understood him knew that he was on the verge of a rage.

After not seeing each other for many years, when we met again, Feng He had not changed significantly, except that his complexion had become like that of a normal person.

But Fu Ci Yan has grown into a mature man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, perfect body proportions, and as straight as a pine tree.

Standing in front of Feng He is like being in a wall.

"Master, I will only give you three days to execute you. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer after three days, I will destroy Lingshan Sect."

Fu Ci Yan disappeared after he finished speaking.

Feng He's face looked extremely ugly.

"Come here, take Feng Xianzun to the confinement room first. Find out whether he has done what the Spirit Master said."

The master gave the exhausted order.

Feng He did not resist and followed obediently.

In fact, the truth was found out in two days. Everything Fu Ciyan said was true. Feng He's status plummeted from then on. She became a person that everyone despised.

He is an immortal, a role model in the world of cultivation. I didn't expect that his character is so corrupt in private. How can such a person win the support of the people?

All the sects are trying to attack Feng He and execute him.

But word got out from somewhere that the Spirit Master wanted Feng Xianzun as his pet...

So he can't die yet...

At this time, the faces of the various ethnic groups all became interesting...

Everyone knows that Feng Xianzun hates people talking about his appearance the most. Now, isn't this just trampling on his dignity?

And how can such a secret matter be brought out into the open...

But they cannot offend the Spiritual Lord...

So he had to formulate a plan: deprive Feng He of all his spiritual power and status, and then hand him over to the Spirit Master himself.

When Feng He heard about the execution, her face turned colorful, as if a paint palette had been overturned.

The original owner went to great lengths to get a good body, wasn't it just for the purpose of cultivating spiritual power?

Now we have returned to the period before liberation, and are even worse than before.

"I'm really impressed." Feng He kept complaining, unable to utter any more.

[……Me too.]

"So what should I do now? Wait for death?"

Feng He looked as if she had lost all hope in life.

[I will block your sense of pain when the time comes.]

Feng He's face looked better, but he still had to wait for death.

He said strangely: "I can't imagine what Fu Ciyan is thinking. He can say a word like '脔宠'..."

[I can only say that you are too pure.] You know him too little.

Feng He: “…”