Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

The monk who came to report hurriedly wanted to follow, he took a few steps forward, but in the next second, Lin Yi's figure disappeared from his vision.

"Did something happen? Why did Senior Brother Lin Yi leave in such a hurry?"

"Yes, I've never seen him so flustered before."

After feeling Lin Yi's aura, the brothers in his sect were slightly stunned.

Lin Yi quickly arrived at Zongmen's Treasure Pavilion, and then walked deep.Seeing that he was in such a panic, the elder in charge of guarding didn't stop him because Lin Yi didn't take out a pass. He just stood at the door and sighed softly.

He knew why Lin Yi came and how important the monk who was hidden here was to Lin Yi.

Thinking of what Lin Yi had done after returning from his experience in the small world, some helplessness flashed in the elder's muddy and vicissitudes eyes.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Yi has already rushed to the ice coffin where Fu Jia's body was stored.

After seeing the scene in the ice coffin clearly, Lin Yi's eyes became extremely flustered. The elegance and stability that he used to have as a major disciple of the sect disappeared. He murmured in a blank tone, "Why? meeting?"

His sight began to wander, Lin Yi opened the ice coffin with trembling hands, and immediately looked at the puppet inside with a slightly hollow look.

"How did it become like this?" He murmured again in a flustered voice.

He obviously brought Fu Jia back, and it was he who put Fu Jia into the freezer with his own hands, but why did Fu Jia suddenly disappear?

He was also planning to revive Fu Jia after he had fully comprehended it.

Clenched his right fist and slammed it hard on the ice coffin, Lin Yi stared at the puppet and told himself not to panic.

There must be something wrong.

Fu Jia will not become a puppet for no reason, someone must have tampered with it.

Since he took Fu Jia from Lan Yun, he returned directly to the big world, from the time he returned to the sect to when he put Fu Jia in the ice coffin, Fu Jia was always in his arms.

Even if he had to leave the Treasure Pavilion because he wanted to practice, he also set up a restriction on the ice coffin. If someone touched the ice coffin, it was impossible for him not to feel anything.

Lin Yi's fingertips turned white from his pinching.

"Brother Lin Yi, you..." The monk who had informed Lin Yi about this matter also arrived, and he was about to comfort Lin Yi, but his words suddenly stopped.

He didn't know how to comfort him.

Just when the monk was silent, Lin Yi's voice rang out, "Where is Lanyun?"

"Huh?" The monk was slightly taken aback.

"Is Lan Yun still in the Misty Wind Sect?" Lin Yi continued to ask, some bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

Therefore, if something really happened, it could only be during the period after Fu Jia was killed by Yang Fan.

During the time when Lin Yi and Fu Jia were together, Lin Yi had never seen a spirit beast egg, and he didn't know that Mo Gan had some strange thoughts about Fu Jia.

He thought the only rivals in love were Yang Fan and Lan Yun.

Now that Yang Fan has been crippled, and he was so embarrassed that day, he couldn't even stand up, so he wouldn't do anything.

For Lin Yi, the only possible candidate was Lan Yun.

not to mention--

Thinking of the period when he handed Fu Jia over to Lan Yun because he wanted to teach Yang Fan a lesson, Lin Yi's fingertips trembled slightly, and a chill appeared on his face.

There is also an opportunity for Lan Yun to commit a crime.

"It should be here now, but it won't be here soon." Startled by Lin Yi's slightly cold tone and gloomy face, the monk replied stumbled.

Seeing Lin Yi's eyes looking over, the monk felt a chill in his body, and he quickly added, "Fellow Taoist Lan Yun wanted to go to the forbidden area to retreat after returning from the small world, but the head teacher of the Misty Wind Sect did not allow it, so he kept going There is a stalemate. In order to obtain the authority to enter the forbidden area, Fellow Daoist Lan Yun has started to compete for the position of the young master of the Misty Wind Sect."

Swallowing his saliva, the monk told him everything he knew, "As far as I know, Fellow Daoist Lan Yun seems to be going out to take care of something during this period of time."

"Senior brother Lin Yi, why don't I send someone to investigate?" Seeing Lin Yi's face getting colder, the monk said cautiously.

"Well, go check it out, and send me a message talisman after checking it out." Lin Yi nodded, he took a deep look at the ice coffin, and after closing the ice coffin again, he continued, "I'm going out for a while. It's time, please tell the head teacher for me."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the monks to respond, but went straight to the teleportation array of their sect.

He had to go to the Western Continent to find Lan Yun and ask about Fu Jia.

Lin Yi's face turned cold, and his hands clenched tightly.

He said how could it be so easy for Lan Yun to agree to hand over Fu Jia to him with his arrogant and rude personality.

It turned out that Lan Yun had already moved his hands and feet.

-

And in Wuheng Peak of Tianzhaoyuan, Zeng Haoran was still talking to Fu Jia about the sect's qualifying match.

"Don't worry, you are just following me in the name of Dao Tong, and you don't need to go to the court." Zeng Haoran continued, "Just treat it as meeting the world, the sect qualifying competition is organized by Fenglanzong, and the Western Continent All sects will participate. Many famous geniuses will be there, and it is not meaningless for you to go, and you should be able to learn a lot by watching them compete."

"This is also the main reason why I came to you this time. We have to set off tomorrow. Although there is still some time before the start of the sect qualifying competition, our sect does not have a teleportation array that can go directly there. Go to the nearest intermediate sect to borrow the opponent's teleportation array. Because borrowing the other party's teleportation array will cost a lot of spirit stones, the sect will not use the teleportation array to send us to this intermediate sect, we have to hurry there tomorrow."

Fu Jia hummed lightly and agreed, "Okay."

"Then see you at the gate of the sect tomorrow. We will go with disciples from other peaks."

Zeng Haoran was taken aback by Fu Jia's easy agreement, and he continued after a moment's pause.

"Ah."

"...then I'll go first?"

"it is good."

Seeing Zeng Haoran's back gradually disappear, Fu Jia's eyes lowered slightly.

Thinking of Lan Yun who Zeng Haoran mentioned would be in charge of the sect's qualifying competition, Fu Jia looked towards the sky.

He really doesn't like trouble.

But since he was watching as Dao Tong and didn't show up, Lan Yun probably wouldn't have noticed him, so nothing should have happened.

-

The next day soon arrived, Fu Jia waited at the gate of Tianzhaoyuan early according to what Zeng Haoran said.

"That's our sect's spaceship, we will board it to go to the intermediate sect in a while." Zeng Haoran walked to Fu Jia and explained, "The speed of the spaceship is faster than our Yujian flight."

"Yeah." Nodding slightly, Fu Jia retracted her gaze from above.

After thinking about it, Fu Jia looked at Zeng Haoran, "Do you really want to restore your aptitude?"

Zeng Haoran was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Fu Jia to ask this question, he smiled wryly, "Of course, which monk doesn't want to be closer to the Dao?"

He still has a lot to do.

He wanted to protect Wuhengfeng's inheritance, he wanted justice from Lan Yun, and he wanted to avenge his master.

And all of this cannot get rid of the powerful cultivation base.

Just when Zeng Haoran was clenching his palms tightly, he heard Fu Jia's words.

"If someone can help you recover, what can you do for him."