The waste she became the first array mage

When the fellow disciples saw this, they saw the two sisters go from being surprised and shocked to giving up resistance, and then to being angry and resentful.

Their emotional changes were too obvious, and their fellow disciples knew that it was probably true as the monk said.

And is it related to Elder Wen of the Thousand Sword Sect? Elder Wen has passed away, and that is his daughter Wen Siqing.

It seems that this monk Wen Siqing has a good relationship with many people in their sect.

But why would Wen Siqing want to harm an outer sect disciple with such low cultivation? He couldn't do it himself, so he asked the disciples of Tianya Pavilion to help him, and the key was that he was so stupid that he was exposed.

Several people guessed the reason each, but did not dare to disobey the cultivator of Thousand Dao Sword Sect, so they had to do as he said. The two senior sisters were thus detained by Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

Seeing this, Li Yirou looked towards Ji Shiyan. If he hadn't taken action, the two would have been more seriously injured and might even have died. It was such a pity.

However, if the two of them died, Wen Siqing's design would not be known to anyone.

But what does it matter if she knows? There are only two of them, her and Wen Siqing, an outer disciple who relies on connections, and the orphan of a deceased elder. She doesn't even need to think about it to know who the sect will protect.

The Thousand Sword Sect probably couldn't stay for long. She didn't even know if there was a second volume of Tai Chi Sword.

"Don't worry, the sect will handle this impartially." On the way back to Yijian Sect, Ji Shiyan seemed to guess what she was thinking and reassured Li Yiru.

"How to deal with her?" Li Yirou looked at him curiously. Although she was fine and couldn't be asked to exchange her life for another's, could she be imprisoned for ten or eight years? If not, what kind of punishment would that be?

If she had not concealed her true cultivation level, and had fallen into the beast herd this time, even if someone rescued her in time, she would probably have been like the two female cultivators in blue, with wounds all over her body, or even more seriously injured.

"If it was really done by a disciple from the sect, she would probably be punished first and then locked up for about ten years to reflect on herself." Ji Shiyan recalled the sect's rules, but he was also a little worried. "I'm afraid there's not enough evidence. However, the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall are very strict. She will have to be locked up for at least three to five years."

This surprised Li Yirou. Ji Shiyan knew that it was Wen Siqing who harmed her, but he didn't seem to favor her.

In fact, if Wen Siqing could really be imprisoned, it would be a more torturous punishment for her. Three to ten years, there are many variables. In the cage, she would definitely suspect whether Li Yitian and her, or even other female cultivators, were mixed together, and she would be tortured every day.

From this perspective, the punishment seems to be not bad.

After saying just these two sentences, they returned to Yijian Sect and heard Lu Guanqing excitedly saying, "The two ancestors of Qiandao Sword Sect have found the leader of this beast tide and have killed it with their swords! Everyone can rest assured!"

Li Yirou was curious on the way, wondering why the orcs didn't continue to chase after them. She didn't expect that their leader was killed by the Yuanying Patriarch, so they probably retreated.

When the crowd heard this, some cheered, but others were heartbroken because they had lost their relatives and friends, even though they had survived the disaster.

"Everyone take a break for a while, then gather here and return to Qingyun City." The Yuanying Patriarch spoke, and everyone began to recover.

As soon as Li Yirou and her companions got off the spiritual boat, they heard a voice behind her, "That..."

She was thinking about Wen Siqing when An Sheng and a few others discovered that this female cultivator in the crowd looked very much like her. They ran over secretly but didn't know how to address her.

Calling her "younger brother" was wrong, calling her "young lady" was also strange, and calling her "fellow Taoist" or "senior" was too unfamiliar. He thought about it all the way, and when he came to her, he said "that"...

An Sheng thought to himself that he was stupid, his face turned red and he felt embarrassed.

Li Yirou's eyes showed surprise, but he couldn't see it. She pulled An Sheng to the back where there were fewer people, opened the formation, and said to him with a smile: "Just call me by my name. I've lost weight, but why is my brain still so stupid?"

"Are you alone? Where are Brother Ren and the others?" She stopped laughing, worried that something might have happened to them...

"Yi...Rou." An Sheng couldn't help but chat with her for a few words first. After all, in his mind, they had the best relationship in the past.

"We are all fine, we are doing great! I didn't expect you to become an inner disciple of Qiandao Sword Sect, you are really capable. What is the upper realm like? Is it dangerous? Some people say it is very good out there, but some say they will be caught and used to dig for spirit stones!"

He gradually started to talk more and faster, "By the way!" He said halfway and suddenly slapped his forehead, "We are all worried. We want to know if there is something wrong with your eyes, or if you are deliberately covering your face? Brother Ren and the others asked me to ask you this first!"

After An Sheng finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something. He waved his hand and asked Ren Fei and the others to come over.

"It's okay, I'm just a little injured." Li Yirou replied. She only hoped that the Star Water Grass Flower could heal this injury.

Several people came over, and the first thing they asked her was why she had her face covered. Was it because her eyes were injured, or were they worried that the monks from the Yijian Sect would recognize her? It’s okay, the elder is already dead!

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Ji Shiyan watched her from afar. When she saw the male cultivator coming over to talk to her, her previously calm mood suddenly showed a hint of joy.

Is he not as good as that male cultivator? For some reason, he couldn't help comparing himself with the male cultivator who had spoken to her. Why was she always calm when she saw him?

What is he doing? Why would he have such thoughts... Ji Shiyan turned his gaze back, not wanting to look at her again. His teammate and friend Yun Xiao joked, "Why are you so absent-minded?"

"I roughly calculated that your eyes fell on that little female cultivator twelve times, intentionally or unintentionally. What, are you attracted to her?"

"She has half of her face covered, and I can't tell what she looks like. Or is it because her cultivation is low and you are worrying too much about her?" After all, Ji Shiyan, although he always has a cold face, has a kind heart and is willing to help others.

He felt that the latter was the truth. He didn't seem to have any romantic feelings for Ji Shiyan, and he had never seen him pay attention to other female cultivators.

"But she seemed to like the young monk more. They had a very pleasant conversation..."

Originally Ji Shiyan couldn't explain his thoughts, but after Yunxiao pointed it out, he seemed to have figured something out, but he just glanced at him and said nothing.

Yunxiao didn't know what this look meant, but Ji Shiyan would sometimes suddenly become silent and ignore people, probably because he thought his jokes were boring.

Ji Shiyan was thinking that he did have a crush on her. He was curious at first, and then he couldn't help but pay attention to her from time to time.

Even when he was heading to the sword formation, he was looking to see if she would come today. He also wanted to see her different emotions when she faced him.

But she was always so calm and indifferent, which made him want to focus his attention on her and couldn't help but observe her.

He didn't even want to glance at others, for fear of missing her emotional changes. He hoped that she would have the same ups and downs when facing him.