This Venerable One Really Didn't Abandon My Familiar

Feng Ci was helpless.

He originally wanted to test out why Pei Qianyue knew the concept of the small world, and why he asked him such a question, but that bastard ran so fast that he couldn't even see a shadow in a blink of an eye.

He had no choice but to follow Yu Jian and fly to Langfeng City.

It wasn't until then that Feng Ci realized that when he came to Yaoshan just now, Pei Qianyue was actually waiting for him intentionally.

On the way back at this time, the flying speed of the bastard was more than doubled compared to when it came, and even Feng Ci had a bit of trouble chasing it.

As a demon, it was easier for Pei Qianyue to practice the art of controlling the sky than ordinary people.Feng Ci was too lazy to expend any more energy, so he simply gave up and slowly slowed down.

When he returned to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, it was already dark.

As expected, Pei Qianyue had disappeared a long time ago, and Feng Ci entered the mountain gate through the teleportation circle at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and went directly back to the disciples' courtyard of the outer sect.

As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, he bumped into someone head-on. Coincidentally, it was that young boy named Song Zhou again.

"Jingming, why are you here?"

Because of Cheng Bo's relationship, the outer disciples didn't dare to associate with Feng Ci, and the only one who was a little familiar with him and could say a few words was Song Zhou.

Feng Ci didn't understand his nonsense, and asked instead, "Why can't I be here?"

"Aren't you..." Song Zhou blinked suspiciously, then remembered something, and hurriedly dragged him out, "Go out and hide, don't let them see you—"

"Why should I..."

Before Feng Ci could say a word, a shout suddenly came from the courtyard: "Isn't that Lu Jingming?!"

Song Zhou: "..."

Feng Ci: "?"

After a while, Feng Ci was brought into the courtyard.Dozens of disciples from the outer sect were crowded in the courtyard, and the door of a disciple's room opposite was open, and Cheng Bo was helped out from inside.

His forehead and cheeks were obviously red, swollen and bruised, and he sneered when he saw Feng Ci: "I'm willing to come out, huh?"

Feng Ci had been away from the disciple's courtyard for a day and a night, completely unaware of what happened.He looked around for a week, and nodded tentatively: "Well, go out and get some air."

"You still have a face—" Cheng Bo wanted to stand up in a hurry, but he didn't know where the injury was involved, and fell back on the chair with an "ouch".

Feng Ci asked uncertainly: "This injury...couldn't be caused by 'me'?"

Cheng Bo shouted: "Who else could it be if it's not you, don't pretend to be me here!"

Feng Ci: "..."

He ran out to follow Pei Qianyue last night. In order to prevent people from looking for him when he was not in the pie but not being able to see anyone, and causing more troubles, he randomly pinched a double and put it in the room, pretending to be ill in bed.

The usual substitute technique should be spiritual body synaesthesia, and the consciousness is interlinked, no different from a real person.But doing that would require a lot of cultivation. Feng Ci was worried that there would be places where he needed to use spiritual power during this trip, and since most of the young disciples from the Outer Sect had low cultivation, they should not notice anything unusual, so they just made an empty shell for a short period of time. Pretend for a day or two.

The avatar is out of his control, but has roughly the same personality as him, can communicate with people simply, and use some low-level spells.

It stands to reason that one shouldn't fight with people casually.

Feng Ci didn't see the substitute at the moment, and didn't know what happened, so he said, "Senior Brother Cheng, I'm really sorry, I've got a fever this afternoon. If I offend you, I'm offended."

Cheng Bo sneered: "When I am confused, I can conjure up a swarm of bees chasing me and stinging me. Junior brother is worthy of being a high-ranking student of Tianxuanzong. No wonder he is favored by the city lord."

Oh, it was his usual trick.

Feng Ci was puzzled again: "But I don't see any signs of being stung, brother?"

Cheng Bo's face became even more indescribable.

Song Zhou tugged at his sleeve behind him: "Say a few words less."

"Today is the day of class at the outer sect. Brother Cheng sent someone to find you several times but no one answered, so he went in person. Who knows, he just lifted your quilt, and you turned into a swarm of bees and chased him all over the place. hill."

"You haven't been out of the house all day, maybe you don't know that, in order to avoid the bees, Senior Brother Cheng plunged into the small river in the back mountain and almost drowned."

Feng Ci: "..."

Cheng Bo: "Did you laugh at me?"

Feng Ci sternly said: "No."

Cheng Bo narrowed his eyes.

He stood up from his chair, without asking his disciples to help him, limped to Feng Ci, and said coldly, "Lu Jingming, don't be too crazy. Let me tell you, I have already reported to the lecturer that you pretended to be sick and absent from class today." You are an elder. When the city lord finds out, he will definitely drive you out of the sect."

"...just wait and see."

***

The mountains are empty, and among the mountains, the red maple is like a sea.On the cliff, someone is sitting and playing the piano.

The sound of the zither is leisurely and ethereal, but the people who listened to the zither did not have the pleasure to appreciate it: "Sect Master Wen, I know that Pei Qianyue secretly facilitated your apprenticeship to the Qingjing sect back then. You are grateful to him, so you sacrificed your life for him. But don't forget Now, you are the suzerain of the Qingjing sect, and you should focus on the overall situation."

The sound of the piano did not stop, and Wen Huaiyu's voice rang out: "Then the elder Chengchao thinks, what did Huaiyu do that did not take the overall situation into consideration?"

"You are still pretending to be stupid in front of me!" Elder Cheng Chao scolded, "You let a snake demon sit in the position of the leader of the fairy alliance, and you dare to say that you care about the overall situation?"

"All things have spirits, all beings are equal, and those who have not committed killing karma can practice Taoism."

Wen Huaiyu's voice was the same as his zither, and it sounded gentle and peaceful: "Elder Chengchao, this is what you sent the head of Lingxiaomen to say. Just because the person sitting on top is not of my race, Lingxiaomen is now planning to Have you violated your own mission?"

"...In just two days, two immortal sects have been destroyed. You don't investigate the truth, but here you provoke the relationship between the six sects. Is this your overall situation?"

Elder Cheng Chao's face suddenly became very ugly.

Standing behind Wen Huaiyu, his expression was extremely gloomy: "You don't really believe Pei Qianyue's words and think that there are people from the six sects wantonly massacring their comrades, do you?"

"The real culprit behind the scenes slaughtered dozens of immortal sects in a row. Looking at the entire cultivation world, except for Pei Qianyue, a snake demon who has practiced for thousands of years, who has this ability? Could it be that the Patriarch Qianqiu came to the world?"

"No treasure, no magic weapon, just to kill people. Pei Qianyue said he couldn't see the real intention of the murderer, can't you see it too?" Cheng Chao sneered, "Why is it such a coincidence that the dead are all members of the immortal alliance?" The sect outside, is the real murderer behind the scenes and wants to tell the world that once you enter the Immortal Alliance, you will be blessed?"

"Xianmeng, Xianmeng, this Xianmeng was established by him, Pei Qianyue. Who in the entire cultivation world wants the Xianmeng to have a stable rule?"

"It's been five months, and people in the cultivation world are in panic. Many small sects are worried about getting into trouble, and they have dismissed their disciples one after another. But as for the Xianmeng, the number of sects who voluntarily joined the Xianmeng this year and the number of disciples participating in the selection of the Xianmeng has tripled. times."

"--What exactly does this represent, Sect Master Wen, have you never thought about it?"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Wen Huaiyu looked up at the sky, the moonlight was hidden behind the mist, leaving only a hazy twilight: "But this is all just your guess."

"So, didn't you just come here to discuss with Sect Master Wen?" Cheng Chao's expression relaxed a little, "It's just a guess now, but as long as we unite with other factions to attack Langfeng City and capture Pei Qianyue alive... then we will see you again." Take your time, why worry about finding no evidence."

Wen Huaiyu fell silent.

Elder Chengchao said leisurely: "Our Lingxiao Sect will never let Pei Qianyue act recklessly. This time, the old man came here to lobby Sect Master Wen under the order of the senior brother in charge. I hope Sect Master Wen will consider it carefully."

Wen Huaiyu asked softly: "How can you be sure that I will definitely be on your side, not City Lord Pei?"

"Sect Master Wen, Pei Qianyue is not our comrade, why do you protect him everywhere. If he didn't hold the true biography of Patriarch Qianqiu in his hand, how could he be worthy of sitting in that position? In other words..."

Cheng Chao paused for a moment, and finally a little smile appeared in his eyes: "As long as he falls, everyone can get the true heir of Qianqiu Patriarch, and the position of leader, wouldn't everyone be able to sit?"

Wen Huaiyu's eyes moved slightly.

After a long while, the ethereal qin sound resounded on the cliff, and Wen Huaiyu's low voice almost covered by the qin sound: "It's a pity that there are only two factions, you and I. I'm afraid we can't help Pei Qianyue. This matter needs a long-term discussion..."

***

Naturally, Feng Ci was not expelled from the sect by Pei Qianyue. In fact, Feng Ci had never seen Pei Qianyue again since Yaoshan left that day.

"Lu Jingming, don't go to sleep, Senior Brother Cheng asked you to clean the Sutra Pavilion." Early in the morning, someone called him outside the door.

Ever since Cheng Bo failed to wake up and was chased by bees for half the back of the mountain, fewer people dared to approach him.Even when they came to tell him to work, they just stood far away in the courtyard and called him.

But the good thing is that apart from arranging more work for him, Cheng Bo doesn't dare to trouble him any more.

I came to inform this disciple that I was going to run after shouting, but when I turned around, I was caught by a hand.

Feng Ci came behind him at some point, grabbing his collar with one hand, and rubbing his eyes sleepily with the other hand: "The Sutra Pavilion... Didn't you just sweep it a few days ago?"

Obviously just woke up, yawning while talking.

"You... loosen it!" The disciple struggled, but he couldn't break free, and said with his neck stuck, "What's the matter with cleaning again, how dare you disobey Senior Brother Cheng's order?"

"Listen, how dare you not listen." Feng Ci said, "I just want to ask, is there any other place?"

"where do you want to go?"

Feng Ci: "Linxiantai."

The disciple looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.

Feng Ci smiled happily at him: "I know that seniors are afraid to set foot on Linxiantai, but the city lord treats me well. If there is a job in Linxiantai, I will be happy to do it for the seniors."

Feng Ci really wanted to meet Pei Qianyue again.

The main reason is that what Pei Qianyue said before leaving that day really made Feng Ci a little concerned, and the more he thought about it after returning, the more he cared.Feng Ci is a bit of a problem person, he doesn't like to keep things in his heart, and he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't figure things out.

So these days, Feng Ci really missed Pei Qianyue a little bit.

But for several days in a row, Pei Qianyue locked himself in Linxiantai, did not go out, let alone left the sect again, Feng Ci tried his best to sneak out to find him without a chance.

Forced to do nothing, he could only think of other ways.

But the disciple replied: "Lingxiantai, don't think about it for the time being."

Feng Ci: "Why?"

"The inner sect sent the deacon brother over earlier to say that the city lord is retreating in Linxiantai these days, so we should stay away from Linxiantai."

Feng Ci was surprised: "Why did you suddenly retreat?"

It wasn't doing well a few days ago.

"The city lord wants to retreat, how would I know why?" The disciple finally pulled the collar out of Fengci's hand, and shouted, "Anyway, anyway, go to work quickly, don't make excuses to be lazy all day long. Day by day I don’t read books, I don’t practice swords, and there are so many things to talk about doing a job now, forget it if you are lazy.”

The disciple cursed and left, but Feng Ci restrained the laughing expression on his face, and his eyes sank slightly.

It's very good, if you say you should retreat, you can retreat.

Did something happen?

***

On Linxiantai, guarding disciples stood on both sides of the circle, with solemn expressions.Behind him, the [-]-level white jade steps soared into the clouds, and the majestic and quiet high hall could be vaguely seen amidst the smoke and clouds.

The door of the main hall was closed tightly, and a blue smoke floated in quietly.

Feng Ci showed his figure in the hall.

Unlike usual, his figure was translucent, and his feet fell to the ground without making a sound.

There were still no lights in the hall, but it was much more chaotic than when he came last time.Feng Ci frowned and floated in, seeing broken vases, teacups, and even smashed chairs.

...It is light to describe it as a mess.

Pei Qianyue's aura could not be felt in the entire hall, but after the experience last time, Feng Ci did not dare to slack off, held his breath and concentrated, and quietly entered the inner hall.

But he searched around inside and outside the hall, but he didn't find any trace of Pei Qianyue.

Where did this guy go?

At this moment, Feng Ci felt something touch his leg in the darkness.

He slipped into Linxian Terrace, using the out-of-body state of his consciousness, no different from a soul.It stands to reason that unless he touches it actively, other things will never touch him.

But that thing came across.

Not just touching, the thing rubbed against the hem of his clothes twice, and burrowed in directly under the hem of his clothes.

The sensitivity of the spiritual consciousness far exceeded that of the physical body, and Feng Ci trembled uncontrollably, knowing what it was.

That's...a snake tail.