Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

Early the next morning, Yan Xubai and Yan Minghuai left Queyue City with their disciples.

When bidding farewell to Pei Xisi, Han Feizhou was also there, and his face was really not very good.Sure enough, Pei Zhaoming was not there, but Pei Xi'an, who had just recovered from a serious injury, was present. He talked to the Taoist sect masters who came to bid farewell with the same etiquette, and presented the magic weapons prepared earlier one by one.Although the result of the wedding was like this, all the families felt sorry for the couple, but they didn't forget to ask for the magic weapon before they left.

Yesterday, the Ganchen Hall didn't discuss any results, but the Yuecheng side must give Luo Zhaoshan an explanation, but Pei Xisi has no attitude, and looks like it's hard for him to do it himself, but in fact it's an outsider who is upholding justice.Many suzerains present looked at Pei Yansi as if he had no idea, and made up his mind to do justice for the heavens and seek justice for the monks who were injured this time, as well as Pei Yansi.

Leaving from the east gate of Queyue City, Yan Xubai found that the monks attending the banquet were still very happy.It seemed that the turmoil in the Ganchen hall the day before yesterday was a farce at all, and the dead Pei Junchen and Qingxu had nothing to do with them, so it was a worthwhile trip to get the magic weapon.

White curtains were hung inside and outside of Queyue City, and the guard disciples also changed into plain clothes.Many clans chose to leave today and return to their clan.The monks all gathered here at the east gate, and left the city in order, and people came and went, frolicking and making noise.It is completely inconsistent with the chilling and depressed atmosphere that Queyue City should have.

"Brother, I think..."

Yan Xubai and Yan Minghuai, each with a spirit horse, rode slowly, with dozens of disciples of the Yan family accompanying them behind them.

"Ok?"

"When are Mr. Fu and the others planning to return to the dojo?" Yan Minghuai held the rein in his hand, trying to make the horse more obedient.

"I don't know." Yan Xubai shook his head, glanced sideways at Yan Minghuai's swaying body, and his brows that hadn't been stretched for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "Sect Master Qing...do you want to go?"

Yan Minghuai's eyes widened, and he stopped the horse, "I'll go... Is it appropriate for me to go?"

"I was injured in the Ganchen Hall, and it is not suitable for me to run around now, so you will go to the water area of ​​Chize to worship for me. Apologize for me and Sect Master Qing, and cannot go to worship in person. Qing Xu's matter makes him feel sorry for him. If there is a need But please let me know that Yanmen will definitely not ignore it." Yan Xubai's spirit horse is very obedient, as soon as the rein is pulled, the white horse knows whether to stop or go.

Hearing this, Yan Minghuai was stunned for a long time, he landed several battles behind his brother, and hurried to catch up with his horse.

"I'll definitely take the word with me."

"Does Sect Master Qing believe that those three are just the gods of painting released by Mr. Fu?" Yan Xubai lowered his eyes, casually scanning the road where Lingma walked, and green grass grew on the side of the road, tender yellow and tender yellow.

After leaving Queyue City soon, a group of people were walking among the Cuili Mountains.

The scenery in the mountains is magnificent and beautiful.Naturally formed, it is indeed much more beautiful than those buildings and water pavilions.

Yan Minghuai's voice came from behind, "When I went to find brother Shen Ye last night, I heard some doubts in his words. I thought the painting god should belong to Mr. Fu, but I didn't want to believe that Mr. Fu released it."

"However, regarding this point, a group of old men in the Ganchen hall said yesterday that Mr. Fu had a grudge with Pei Junchen many years ago. Before the meeting, some of them saw that the two of them were at odds in the courtyard, and it seemed that they were about to fight Thanks to Yun Cang for stopping me." After finishing speaking, Yan Minghuai rolled his eyes helplessly, "I remember my brother and Mr. Fu came here together, did they have any disagreements?"

"No." Yan Xubai didn't raise his eyes, and continued to ask, "A few years ago when I was in the dojo, Pei Junchen was hurt by Mr. Fu's painting once. At that time, Mrs. Linlang was out of breath, and Mr. Fu was grounded. What happened next..."

Yan Minghuai said: "Brother was already in a coma at that time, how could he know what happened next. Although Yan Clan and the Daoist were cut off at that time, I also heard about it, but Yuecheng didn't seem to pursue it too much. Probably Pei Junchen and the previous Generally, let’s communicate with Mr. Fu.”

"But as you said, Pei Junchen is too cruel to Mr. Fu now. When we meet each other several times, his words are full of deep hatred." Yan Xubai turned his head, glanced at Yan Minghuai, worried that he would fall again, "These few days Did anything happen between them in [-]?"

"If you want to talk about what happened, it doesn't really count. In the past two years, there have been rumors that Mr. Fu hurt the disciples in the dojo because of his practice of painting?" Yan Minghuai unfolded the folding fan, pulling the rein with one hand, and shaking the fan with the other, "Actually It was really hurt that time, and the injured disciple was Pei Xi'an."

"Huh? And this thing."

"That's right, but the matter didn't get serious. Madam Linlang suppressed it. But Pei Junchen was there at the time, watching Pei Xi'an being injured by the painting god. It stands to reason that their brothers are incompatible. Seeing Pei Xi'an injured, he should be happy." Yes. But not that time, Pei Junchen first went to fight with Mr. Fu, and then he went around admonishing others, saying not to get too close to Mr. Fu, because his painting spirit does not have eyes." Yan Minghuai rambled Finished, took a breath.

When Pei Junchen had an accident, everyone knew about it, and when Pei Xi'an was injured, he had to be suppressed.

This doesn't look like Mrs. Lin Lang's style.Yan Xubai's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and touched his chin, "Is that actually the reason for Mr. Fu?"

"It's true and it's not, and it's true if it's not." Yan Minghuai said a tongue twister.

"speak politely."

"Oh." Yan Minghuai rolled his eyes, and pursed his mouth again, "Actually, I recently went to the dojo to inquire with Qi Lian, and they said that Mr. Fu was practicing in Dulujian, but for some reason, Pei Junchen came out to stop Fu Mr. Cultivation. When the two were arguing, the painting god was driven and rushed directly to Pei Xi'an who was chasing him, so what, he came to Lu Jian after chasing Pei Junchen."

"After this incident, some people said that Mr. Fu practiced sorcery in the dojo every three days. He hurt people everywhere and frequently injured the disciples of the dojo." Yan Minghuai put away his fan and stroked the mane of the spirit horse, "Be good. , don’t shake any more, do you still want to eat grass?”

Seeing his appearance, Yan Xubai couldn't help laughing, "Is that all? Pei Junchen and Mr. Fu are like fire and water?"

"Probably." Yan Ming grabbed the spirit horse's mane and lowered his body a little, "It feels like a s***. Anyway, Pei Junchen went to the dojo less often, not like before."

"He and Sect Master Qing are still the same as before. At first, the three of them had a good relationship, but after that time, they became a little strange, and there were more and more rumors about Mr. Fu. That Pei Junchen is a no-brainer again, see for yourself Three points, it sounds like five points, and the remaining two points can be guessed casually, so I believe that Mr. Fu is an evil way."

"Pei Junchen's temperament has always been full of ups and downs, without a certainty." Yan Xubai sighed, feeling that he was a little too involved. "Go to Chize water area earlier." He gave Yan Minghuai a look, telling him to pay attention to his actions, "Talk to Sect Master Qing so that he won't be too sad."

Yan Minghuai responded, brought a few more disciples, and parted from Yan Xubai at the foot of Ronghua Mountain.One group of people set off for Shangyu, and the other group returned to Longsuo Mountain.

Yan Xubai went back to Yanmen alone, and didn't rest.Although they had only been away for three or four days, it felt like the disciples in the Yan Clan were slacking off again.In fact, everyone is not slack, but they are still immersed in the grief of hundreds of disciples who died on the battlefield.

There are always affairs to be dealt with, exercises to be practiced, and disciples to be disciplined.The laws of heaven and morals are constant, and everything will not stop and wait because of the sorrow of life and death in the world.Wait for everyone to cry and feel sad enough before continuing.

It took another five days for Yan Minghuai to leave.Yan Xubai has been busy for five days since he came back. He would get up every day before the hour, and then he would meditate and practice breathing. In the afternoon, he would go to the disciple hall to have a look. If everything was normal, he would go back to Xiantanzhu.Go to the terrace of the painting building to create a shelter from the wind, and start to review the documents, letters, and various booklets sent by the affiliated sect.

As for why it is necessary to open the wind-shielding enchantment, of course, in addition to sheltering from the wind and rain, it is also necessary to avoid the auspicious yellow horse.When seeing Yan Xubai come back, he will consciously follow the balcony, and when seeing Yan Xubai take out the book from the spirit sealing bag, he will go up and chew on it.Every time like this, Yan Xubai first said something in two or three sentences, and then he had to open the barrier when he got annoyed.

When she came back this time, Duanying still said a strange thing.Ji Beiyuan, who had been kept in the Yanmen Water Prison, died completely.

In fact, it can't be described as "death", it should be that the breath on his spiritual roots dissipated, and then Ji Beiyuan's physical body also dissipated.It was said that the disciple who delivered the meal had just entered the water prison that day, and saw a pile of bones from a distance, but Ji Beiyuan was nowhere to be seen. Later, Duan Ying came to check and found that the pile of bones was Ji Beiyuan.

It doesn't dissipate early, it doesn't dissipate later, it's just this time.

This kind of evil, which is against the way of heaven, seems to be delayed in the eyes of outsiders when it dissipates or is born.The black energy on Ji Beiyuan's body lasted for a long time before, it must be because his birthplace is still there.But now it suddenly subsides because the origin of that breath has been broken.

There are so many barriers being broken every day, how to find them.

"Brother, the dojo sent someone to send a brief note. Recently, due to a series of incidents, the righteous speech meeting has been postponed, and it will take a few more days." Yan Minghuai was dressed in plain clothes, with a Nebula postcard in his hand, and he knew it was Luozhao Mountain Road field.

Yan Xu didn't raise his head, and pointed to the round stool beside him, "Okay, I see. You can sit down."

"Here's the short note. I'll go back to my room first." Yan Minghuai stretched out his hand to touch the Jihuang horse lying on one side, the yellow hair on the top of its head almost covered its eyes.

Unexpectedly, Yan Minghuai didn't intend to say anything to him, Yan Xubai hurriedly shouted, "Wait, Minghuai. Who sent this post? Qi Lian?"

"It's a new face, and I haven't seen it before. It should be the first time I have come to Yanmen to deliver a letter. Brother, I know you are worried about Mr. Fu. But now Mr. Fu is banned from walking in Luozhao Mountain. Qi Lian is his direct disciple. No descending is allowed."

Yan Xubai didn't speak any more, just nodded, pointed to the round stool, and continued to look at the book in his hand.For a long while, Yan Minghuai seemed hesitant to speak.

Seeing that Yan Minghuai didn't intend to sit down, "How about Chize water?"

"It's not so good... I came back after Qingxu's funeral today. Although brother Shen Ye said he was fine, I could see that he was very sad. Now that the old suzerain heard about Qingxu, he was overwhelmed and became weaker. The entire Chize water environment depends on Brother Shen Ye."

"Then Sect Master Qing still has the same attitude towards Mr. Fu?"

"Well, I can't see it. Mr. Fu wrote to him in the past few days, but he didn't read it. He just said that he would blame Mr. Fu after the matter is found out. After all, not everyone can summon the god of painting. Come out." Yan Xubai finished speaking in a deep voice, and stuffed the round stool back under the table. "Brother...Mr. Fu, you don't have to worry too much, after all, Sect Master Han is backing him..."

It was two days after they left Queyue City that day.But Yuecheng let the dojo people leave, and naturally Fu Guilan was also released.

Many clans said that Pei Yansi was too soft-hearted, how could he be let go after only two or three words of persuasion from Sect Master Han?He was only allowed to return to the dojo to receive the punishment on his own, and he was banned for three months.

Was it really Han Feizhou who persuaded Pei Yansi with a few words?

Yan Xubai nodded, "You should also be careful about Qingxu's matter."

"I know...brother, I'm fine." Yan Minghuai didn't know what to say, his voice was choked up, and he immediately saluted and got off the terrace, leaving Xiantanzhu.

Looking at the back of Yan Minghuai's leaving, Yan Xubai felt mixed feelings: "Minghuai is also feeling bad, and he still wants to comfort me."

He took out the letterhead from his sleeve.This is a secret letter sent by Fu Guilan a few days ago.It was said to be a secret letter, but it was actually because he sent it with a special spell, and only Yan Xubai could see the contents.

Unfolding the letter paper, there are only a few words on it: "Although the acacia flowers in Dulujian are in full bloom in the early spring of March, it is really a strange sight. I will share with you with the letter. Don't miss it or hang it up. Fu Shi."

"I really can't see it at all, you are still a grounded person." Yan Xubai shook his head helplessly, behind the letter was a silk jubilation flower, the fluffy corolla was intact, not damaged at all, exuding sweetness in his hand Sweet aroma.