I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Sword God Mountain, Flying Rainbow Cave, and Rainbow Chopping Palace.

Uncle Tianhua looked at Feng Yuanjiu standing proudly in the hall, and was silent for a while.

In the final analysis, how much of Qin Changan's demise was unknown, he knew it well, but he really couldn't bring it to the surface.

Feng Yuanjiu looked around at the people in the hall, raised his head slightly, and stared at Taishu Tianhua sitting high on the cloud bed: "Taishu Shishu, Qin Shishu has been dead for three years, you have to give me an explanation, otherwise I will How should I report this matter to my teacher?"

The first left-hand monk in the hall with a rosy nose sneered, "Why do I need to give you an explanation about my Zixiao Sword Sect?"

Feng Yuanjiu looked at the cultivator coldly: "Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong! Although Uncle Qin is a disciple of your Zixiao Sword Sect, he is also a younger brother of your master. Now that his death is unknown, I have my own position to represent him." The master asks for an explanation!"

Jiuzai nose sneered: "A monk's question about longevity is a journey against the sky. I don't know how many monks die every day. If everyone wants to explain, there is no need to practice. Just go to the mortal world and be a fast catcher!"

The second white-faced monk from the right hand in the hall echoed the words: "Brother Yu is right. The death of a monk is not unusual, so why should the nephew mess around here? You must know that the way of heaven wants your son to return, and you are the No. 1 Tianjiao of Kyushu It is impossible for my younger brother to live to be ugly."

The third round-faced female cultivator from the right in the hall nodded, "You can't be disrespectful to my senior brother of the Zixiao Sword Sect in the hall just because you are a Taiqing disciple."

Drunken nose: "Who says it's not! You can't just mess around with our uncle and senior brother just because you are a beautiful apprentice of Taiqing Qin Changsheng? Qin Changsheng spoils you, our senior brother can't!"

Feng Yuanjiu sneered, and threw backhand the Qingtian Shaking Seal Talisman full of true energy, and threw it directly at the top of Jiuzao's head.

There was only a distance of two zhang between the two, and the big seal was on the top of Jiuxuan's nose in a blink of an eye.

Jiu Lianzi was caught off guard and blocked with a sword array in a hurry.

The silver sword light converged into a net, and it was able to wrap around the giant seal before the imminent Qingtianshakedi seal.

Rao Jiuzaibi is already a great monk in the early Yuanying period, which is a big realm higher than Fengyuanjiu. However, the power of the talisman rubbed from Dongxuan's natal magic weapon should not be underestimated.

It was intentional and unintentional again, Jianwang and Juyin were at a stalemate, and no one could do anything to the other for a while.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and by the time the big monks in the palace realized it, the face of the wine-severe nose was already ashen—it was a shame to be forced to be powerless to fight back by a child in the Jindan period!

The white-faced monk and the round-faced female cultivator drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, but they were blocked by the sword of the uncle Tianhua.

Uncle Tianhua grabbed Feng Yuanjiu's Qingtian Shaking Earth Seal Talisman with one hand, and put his sword on the silver sword net, his sharp eyebrows were stained with frost: "You can't fight in the Rainbow Palace."

Jiu Lianzi gave Feng Yuanjiu a hard look, and put away the sword net.

Seeing this, Feng Yuanjiu took back the Qingtian Shaking Seal Talisman with a simple move: "So that the uncle and uncle know that although this disciple is alone in the Zixiao Sword Sect and has a low level of cultivation, he cannot be insulted. If you are not good, the disciple will leave this life in the Zixiao Sword Sect, just like Master Qin, and leave it to the master to seek justice for our uncle and nephew!"

Uncle Tianhua shut up all the fellow disciples in the hall with his wink, looked at Feng Yuanjiu, and said: "Senior brother Qin is the shadowless sword master of my Zixiao Sword Sect, there must be no reason for him to perish for nothing. It's just that This matter is quite complicated, and there is no conclusion so far, so I can't give you any explanation."

Uncle Tianhua's eyes were like the sword behind him, sharp and ruthless, falling on his body made people feel like a light on his back.

"Even if there is still no conclusion, Grand Uncle and Martial Uncle should always have a guess in their minds. If the Martial Uncle doesn't even have a guess, the disciple can only report the truth to the teacher." Feng Yuanjiu recited the "Pure Heart Sutra" silently, without blinking. Bidi and Taishu Tianhua looked at each other, "The master will arrange for people to investigate, and when the results are obtained, we will share them with your sect."

The three-foot Qingfeng behind Taishu Tianhua buzzed.

Feng Yuanjiu silently clenched Qi Fengtai in his palm with his hands shrunk into his wide sleeves.

Just when Feng Yuanjiu thought that Grand Uncle Tianhua's shocking sword was about to strike, the sword behind Grand Uncle Tianhua's back became quiet again.

Grand Uncle Tianhua said: "Senior brother Qin suffered an accident that day in the Broken Star Islands, which is adjacent to Beiming Prefecture, and it is very likely that it was the work of the Demon Cultivator."

Feng Yuanjiu sneered inwardly, and asked calmly: "Uncle Tai Shishu said it was done by the demon cultivator, do you have any evidence?"

Uncle Tianhua said calmly: "Not yet."

Feng Yuanjiu's very sincere suggestion: "Since the uncle and uncle have not found out the reason for three years of investigation, we might as well expand the scope of suspicion. Maybe the villain is not a demon cultivator, maybe he is a Taoist cultivator or even a fellow of your sect. maybe."

The real and fake monks in the palace changed their colors, but because of the great uncle Tianhua, they just stared at Feng Yuanjiu coldly.

Feng Yuanjiu didn't take it seriously, since he came to Zhanhong Palace, he had the consciousness to offend the Zixiao Sword Sect.

Feng Yuanjiu looked at his uncle Tianhua and said: "After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and desires are hard to fill."

Uncle Tianhua said in a lukewarm manner: "It's true that people have ulterior motives, nephew Feng must be more careful on his way home."

There is no need for uncle Tianhua to threaten him euphemistically, Feng Yuanjiu will be extra careful.

Feng Yuanjiu glanced at the expressions of everyone in the hall, and bowed to the uncle Tianhua, "Thanks to my uncle's mind, this disciple must be careful not to be silenced by a villain, and bring the news of Qin's death to my teacher alive." rather than letting the master know the truth from the true spirit of the disciple."

Uncle Tianhua raised his hand and made a gesture of seeing off the guests: "Nephew Feng has been away from the mountain for a long time, and I think it's almost like returning home, so I won't delay nephew."

Feng Yuanjiu said neither humble nor overbearing: "May the uncle be able to find out the mystery of Qin's death before the disciple returns to the mountain."

After leaving the Temple of Slashing the Rainbow and leaving the Feihong Cave, Mu Yang looked at Feng Yuanjiu and hesitated to speak.

Feng Yuanjiu glanced at Muyang indifferently: "But I can't figure out why I have to go through this experience?"

Mu Yang nodded under his swollen eye circles: "Brother, why bother to offend those people, it just added a lot of danger to the way home."

Feng Yuanjiu glanced back at Zhanhong Palace, and said calmly: "If my master is not Qin Changsheng, I can naturally leave the Zixiao Sword Sect without making a sound." The face that represented Qin Changsheng, and even Taiqing, naturally couldn't leave in despair.

Mu Yang was silent for a moment, and said: "The current Zixiao Sword Sect is not the original Zixiao Sword Sect. The sword cultivators here are not all swordsmen with a heart like a child, but more selfish desires to go forward."

——The Demon Slayer Sword transforms into a demon with its body, the false sky is ready to move, the disputes in the four lands and nine states are gradually rising, and the catastrophe is approaching.

Unexpectedly, thinking of the prophecy that his little uncle asked him to pass on to the patriarch of the sect, Feng Yuanjiu's heart shuddered. If Tumojian is really the Zixiao Sword School, Dongxuan Continent might not be peaceful for a long time.

Feng Yuanjiu sighed lightly: "Let's go!"

Muyang released the flying sword, carrying Feng Yuanjiu to fly down the mountain.

Passing the sword testing platform along the way, looking at the sword lights on the nine high platforms that could cut the sky, Mu Yang said: "Although the heart of the child is no longer there, the sword that cuts the sky and the earth is not lost. These senior uncles are not good people, seniors should be prepared."

Feng Yuanjiuduan measured Muyang who shed two lines of tears against the wind, and said: "My return journey will definitely not be peaceful, junior brother may think about it a little longer."

Mu Yang shook his head: "I'm going on the road together with my brother, at least I have someone to take care of me."

Mu Yang had made up his mind, so Feng Yuanjiu stopped trying to persuade him. After all, Qin Chang'an's cave was moved into an empty city by the two of them, and Mu Yang might not do much good if he stayed.

For 13 years, the whereabouts of Jianshen Mountain and Xinghu Lake are as bright as [-] years ago, with bright stars.

Luoxing Lake is located in the middle of Dongxuan Continent, to the west is the Zixiao Sword Sect, to the east is the Taiqing Sect, to the south is the Yuxu Sect, and to the north is said to be directly connected to the open sea.

About to step out of the territory ruled by the Zixiao Sword Sect, Feng Yuanjiu lowered the cloud-piercing boat to the star-studded Luoxing Lake.

The future is dangerous, Feng Yuanjiu threw out the tortoise shell divination to calculate the auspicious time for departure, and said to Muyang: "There is a chance of life when we start at the beginning of the Yin Dynasty. Let's take a rest here and wait until the auspicious time to start the journey."

Muyang naturally had no objection, sat on the deck, staring at Luoxing Lake in a daze.

Feng Yuanjiu stared at Muyang's back, thoughtfully.

It wasn't until Muyang grasped the accompanying sword and faced Luoxing Lake to comprehend the sword intent, Feng Yuanjiu tapped the forehead of the little fox on his shoulders to signal its guardian, then he took out the shiny black mud monkey from the Qiankun bag, and looked at it. Seeing the emerald green bead on the forehead of the mud monkey, a ray of true energy was injected.

At the same time, in Beiyou State, Wanmoyuan.

The red imperial pearl held in Xuanfeng's mouth by Kang Xuan's shoulder was filled with warm brilliance.

Fuxiu recruited another hundred phantoms and threw them into the heart training formation to hone Kang Linglong's state of mind. Kang Xuan brushed Xuanfeng with the palm of his hand, waiting for the inspiration to condense Feng Yuanjiu on Luoxing Lake out of thin air.

Kang Xuan's eyes fell on the face he couldn't get enough of, and he asked him with a smile: "You heartless, you finally know you miss me?"

The Emperor Xuan Erzhu is very mysterious, and the image condensed by the inspiration is lifelike.

Not only did Feng Yuanjiu's cold and aloof look vividly displayed, but even the fleeting naughtiness in Feng Yuanjiu's eyes was conveyed truthfully: "Disciple pays homage to Master Kang."

Kang Xuan smiled, raised his hand and traced the outline of Feng Yuanjiu's image from the center of his eyebrows to the end of his eyes, and scolded with a smile: "Just do it, and see how I deal with you when we meet next time."

Feng Yuanjiu silently rolled his eyes.

Kang Xuan gave a low laugh, pointed at the dots of starlight beside Feng Yuanjiu and asked him, "Why did you go to Luoxing Lake?"

Feng Yuanjiu said calmly, "deliver the letter to the Zixiao Sword Sect for Master."

Qin Changsheng, Qin Changan, and Kang Xuanyi were no strangers, so he guessed the true meaning of the "send letter" with a slight thought: "Qin Changsheng treated you well."

Feng Yuanjiu didn't say yes or no, just stared at Kang Xuan calmly for a moment, then suddenly called out expressionlessly: "Brother."

Kang Xuanyi's heart went numb, and he asked Feng Yuanjiu with a smile: "After all, what else do you want from me?"

Feng Yuanjiu's eyes flickered: "Three years ago, my uncle Qin Chang'an died on the Broken Star Islands."

Kang Xuan was astonished, and immediately frowned, and opened his mouth to instruct Feng Yuanjiu to enter the outer sea from Luoxing Lake, follow the waterway to the West Desolate Continent, and return to Taiqing via the territory of the Fox Division. The soaring sword light with the mighty power of heaven and earth slashed straight at Feng Yuanjiu!