This Venerable One Really Didn't Abandon My Familiar

Looking back, Pei Qianyue had many chances to guess his identity.

Just on the day at Linxiantai, the stickiness of the little black snake, even if a fragment of memory recovered after waking up, was enough to make Feng Ci's identity doubtful.

But what Feng Ci didn't understand was, if he really guessed it, why this attitude?

But... Feng Ciqi didn't know what Pei Qianyue's attitude should be.

With the city lord's cold and self-restraining temperament, it is impossible to be clingy like when he is unconscious, but even if it is pretending, he should pretend to be more respectful, right?

It's not like now, who somehow accepted him as an apprentice, took advantage of it when he was poisoned, and almost used it as a tool to vent his desire.

How does this look like recognition?

So... Should I take the initiative to reveal my identity?

It turned out that before these things happened, Feng Ci had found some time to be honest with Pei Qianyue.There was a three-day agreement with Xiao Que, and now two days have passed, and when he returns to Langfeng City this time, Xiao Que will probably tell Pei Qianyue everything.

At that time, even if he didn't say anything, Pei Qianyue would know.

Feng Ci said this, and looked up at Pei Qianyue.

Pei Qianyue was still standing behind him, and Feng Ci felt that Pei Qianyue wasn't as cold-blooded as the outside rumors said.On the contrary, he has his own little temper, loves to play tricks, and also has a very cute face.

But what will happen after knowing the true identity of Feng Ci?

...Probably will be angry.

Having said that, I hate when people lie.

However, Feng Ci seems to have been cheated several times, since 3000 years ago, he has been cheating.

At this point, Feng Ci's heart was filled with a sense of homelessness, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.

It seemed that because he hadn't spoken for a long time, Pei Qianyue turned around and said, "I've said everything you know, I'm going back to Langfeng City."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the voice is plain and colder.

"Hey, wait!" Feng Ci hurriedly got up from the pool, reaching out to pull his sleeves.

Pei Qianyue paused, turned his head slightly, before Feng Ci got up first, this person seemed to dislike being touched by others, so he let go first.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the sky.Feng Ci looked up, it was a small wooden bird.

It is a flying kite used for communication in the comprehension world.

The wooden bird landed in front of Pei Qianyue, Pei Qianyue stretched out his hand, and the bird landed on his finger.

Then, the little bird raised its head and opened its mouth, and a familiar voice came out.

"—Pei Qianyue, where the hell did your mother go, something big happened!!!"

It was Yu Chichu's voice.

The voice was so loud that even Pei Qianyue frowned and took his hands away.

Yu Chichu's voice continued to come out from the flying kite: "The whole cultivation world knows about the shitty things you did in Yagu last night. The little fox Wen Huaiyu and the old fox Chengchao teamed up and reported to all the sects of the Immortal League this morning. Send out a message, saying that we will unite with other factions to go to Langfeng City to ask you for an explanation! It’s not good, you can hide yourself!”

He said a long string of words without changing his breath, and De Fengci was a little out of breath.

"Why does the Qingjing sect..." Feng Ci had just opened his mouth, but the little bird spoke again.

"Well, our Wanfa Pavilion did not participate. If you want to settle accounts after the autumn, don't look for our Wanfa Pavilion. Also, if you lose, for the sake of selling to you Langfeng City every time I release a new product, thousands Don't tell everyone that I tipped you off, I'm still a jerk, if you--"

Before finishing speaking, Pei Qianyue held the flying kite in his hand and directly crushed the flying kite into pieces.

Feng Ci: "..."

Good, expensive, yes.

Pei Qianyue didn't speak, neither did Feng Ci, but after waiting for a long time, Pei Qianyue didn't see his opinion.

Feng Ci asked: "You...what are you going to do now?"

"Are you asking me?" Pei Qianyue actually asked back.

"If you don't ask who else can you ask?" Feng Ci blinked, a little confused, but still said patiently, "If Qingjing Sect and Lingxiao Sect join forces with other sects to go to Langfeng City, Langfeng City may be able to resist. Their target is you, so they shouldn’t have sent the elders and disciples, otherwise you will belong to Pavilion Master Yuchi, so don’t go back for now.”

Pei Qianyue: "If I avoid it, will the matter be resolved?"

Feng Ci: "This..."

That is to say, but Pei Qianyue is going back now, isn't it the target of public criticism?

"Since you have no choice, you don't need to say more." Pei Qianyue turned around, her voice was cold, "Go back to the mountain."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Feng Ci's reaction, Yu Jian directly left the edge of the cold pool.

Feng Ci: "..."

Yu Jian ran away when he was so familiar with anger.

Why on earth are you angry again!

***

Feng Ci followed Pei Qianyue back to Langfeng City.

But Pei Qianyue had no intention of waiting at all, and disappeared when he returned to the mountain. Feng Ci searched around in the faction but found no one.And it's probably because the news that the Immortal League will pay Langfeng City has already spread, Langfeng City is now heavily guarded, and there are people stopping Fengci wherever he goes.

I have no choice but to go back to the only... outer disciple courtyard where no one will stop me.

Compared with the heavily guarded outside, the outer disciple courtyard is very noisy.

As soon as Feng Ci stepped out of the door, someone almost ran into him head-on.Consciously turned sideways, the man lost his footing and fell out, throwing out the spiritual stone magic weapon in his arms.

The man cleaned up in a hurry, Feng Ci bent over to look: "Are you ready to run?"

Fang was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, blushing, and annoyed: "I'm not going to run, I'll just pack up, just in case..." He raised his head and saw Feng Ci's face clearly, "Lu Jingming? What are you doing? came back?!"

Feng Ci straightened up: "Why can't I come back?"

"I thought you, you... didn't you disappear with the city lord?"

The news spread quickly, it seems that Langfeng City also knew about Yagu's affairs.

Feng Ci didn't give an explanation, but the young man stopped him and asked eagerly, "You're back, has the city lord come back too?"

Feng Ci: "Of course."

"That's great!" He put the things in his arms, "Then why should I run, no, I don't have to run when I come here. Let's go, I'll take you to see Senior Brother Cheng."

After finishing speaking, he dragged Fengci and walked in.

Cheng Bo didn't go anywhere else, he was in the utility room outside the door.However, in the place where cleaning tools were piled up in the past, all the tools were swept aside, and rows of fairy swords were neatly placed on the table.

Cheng Bo stood in front of the table with his back to the door, picking things out.

"Senior Brother Cheng, look who's back!" the young man shouted as soon as he opened the door.

Cheng Bo didn't turn his head back, and scolded: "I don't care who comes back, I told you earlier, if you want to leave, you should stay with me, don't come here to be an eyesore!"

juvenile:"……"

What else did the young man say, Feng Ci patted his shoulder, walked forward, and asked leisurely: "You are all going, you won't go?"

"Tell me I don't—" Cheng Bo's voice faltered, and he turned around, "You, you—"

Feng Ci smiled in his ghostly eyes, then looked down at the weapons on the table: "There are so many swords, not bad, Senior Brother Cheng."

Langfeng City will not equip outer disciples with special immortal swords, so they can only buy them by themselves.Although most of these swords on the table are middle-grade fairy swords, but the monthly salary of outer disciples is low, it is not easy to save so much.

Feng Ci reached out to take it, but was slapped away.

"What are you doing, don't move around." Cheng Bo still had no good attitude, "Why are you back?"

How is this problem.

Disciples of Jiewaimen, is it strange to go back to the Disciple Academy?

Cheng Bo seemed to have arrived at something, and told the boy at the door: "Go out and close the door."

The young man left as promised, and Cheng Bo lowered his voice and said, "So, the city lord is back?"

Feng Ci: "It should."

"should?"

"Flying too fast, I didn't catch up." Feng Ciru said, "But before I left, I said I would go back to the mountain, and I probably have already returned by now."

"That's good, that's good..." Cheng Bo muttered to himself, and then cursed in a low voice, "I said that the city lord can't abandon Langfeng City, and those bastards came up here while taking advantage of the Immortal League Run away before, group of idiots!"

Feng Ci found it interesting: "Everyone is packing up their belongings and preparing to escape, but Senior Brother Cheng is picking up weapons here. Why, Senior Brother Cheng is living and dying with Langfeng City?"

Cheng Bo turned his eyes away and poked his neck: "What nonsense, I'm just not a deserter!"

Feng Ci dragged out an "oh" sound.

Cheng Bo ignored it, bowed his head and continued to choose his sword.

Feng Ci smiled and asked: "You don't have anything to ask me anymore? For example, what happened in Yagu, and what happened to the city lord?"

"Senior brother Lin said that the city lord suddenly went mad and hurt many people, and some people said that he was the real culprit who slaughtered the Xianmen recently." Cheng Bo drew out a fairy sword, and the sword light printed a light and shadow on his face, "I don't believe a word."

Feng Ci: "Why?"

Cheng Bodao: "The owner of the city has a strange temperament, and many people are afraid, but since he came to Langfeng City, he has never done anything that can't afford Langfeng City or the world of comprehension. It's all about killing innocent people indiscriminately and harming comrades... shit."

"My long-cherished wish since I was a child was to worship in Langfeng City. Unfortunately, I don't have enough qualifications. After spending so long in this outer sect, I still failed to pass the examination. But even in the outer sect, I am still a disciple of Langfeng City."

Cheng Bo hesitantly put his sword back into its sheath: "Even if I am the only one left, I will not abandon my school."

Feng Ci watched quietly.

Cheng Bo is a very stubborn person. This young man believed that Feng Ci had entered Langfeng City through the back door, so he was strict and full of hostility everywhere.He may not be unable to see that Pei Qianyue's Feng Ci has preferential treatment, and he may not know that if he is more tactful, try to please Feng Ci, maybe he can make Feng Ci Gang say a good word.

No.

Still my old ways, stubborn.

But such a person, when he believes and is willing to follow someone, is also extremely loyal and firm.

It is much better than those sanctimonious cultivation wizards.

"Hello, Senior Brother Cheng." Feng Ci called out.

When Cheng Bo turned his head, he saw something thrown towards him, and consciously reached out to catch it: "Your mother—"

Without saying a word, he stopped again.

What Fengci threw over was a sword.The sword body made of silver has not yet been unsheathed, but one can feel the abundant spiritual power contained in it.

This is a top-grade fairy sword.

Cheng Bo muttered: "You..."

"The ones you guys gave me before I went to Yagu this time are not particularly superb, but they should be much better than yours." Feng Ci had already walked to the door and waved his hand lazily, "Don't thank me too much, really Thank you, don't let someone wake me up early in the morning again, I really can't get up."

After speaking, push the door and go out.

It took a long time for Cheng Bo's voice to come from inside the door angrily: "That's to get you up to work and practice. Why does such a lazy city lord like you!"

Feng Ci laughed, shook his head and left.

That Sword Feng Ci has been used before, and it has the sword intent left behind.

If Cheng Bo could comprehend the meaning of the sword, he might have an unexpected breakthrough.

However, it depends on the opportunity.

***

He couldn't find Pei Qianyue, and Feng Ci could go anywhere, so he simply went back to the house and slept.This time I slept for a long time, but I didn't sleep soundly. I was half dreaming and half awake, and it was only the little snake cub.

I don't know how long it has passed, Feng Ci suddenly heard an extremely slight sound, like the sound of something breaking.

Feng Ci opened his eyes.

It was already dark outside, and when I pushed the door and walked out, I realized that the yard was full of noise and crowds.

On the sky, several sword shadows came from all directions, passing over our heads, leaving a faint shadow.

"What's going on, isn't there an air-restricting magic circle, why was it broken!"

"The air-forbidden circle can only be opened inside. Could it be that there are spies in the faction?!"

Everyone chattered and yelled, and Feng Ci got a headache from the quarrel, so he grabbed someone and questioned him.

During the day, more than a dozen sects headed by Qingjing Sect Lingxiaomen sent letters, asking Pei Qianyue to come forward within three days and give everyone an explanation for what happened in Yagu.

Said that after receiving the letter, City Lord Pei tore up the letter without even reading it, and let the Immortal League ask for convenience, and Langfeng City will accompany him to the end.

The little disciple was so frightened that he trembled when he spoke: "Didn't you say you had to wait three days? Why are you here now? I haven't had time to climb the mountain yet..."

Feng Ci is silent.

What Liumen wanted was not some explanation, but the secret book in Pei Qianyue's hands. They were worried that the situation would change, so naturally they didn't dare to wait any longer.

But...it was indeed too fast.

It's been a day and a half since Yagu served until now.In such a short period of time, the various sects were assembled to form a rebel army and attack Langfeng City.

Such a well-planned, well-trained, and well-prepared team cannot be completed overnight.

I'm afraid it was planned a long time ago, and the only thing missing is a name to be a teacher.

And the person Pei Qianyue killed in Yagu became a good excuse.

Feng Ci's eyes darkened slightly, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Everyone in the disciple courtyard was in danger, and no one noticed when the young man left.

***

At this time, Langfeng City was in chaos.

After the air banning circle is broken, the rebels can directly fall into the faction with their swords.From the back mountain of Feng Ci to the front mountain, disciples of various factions appearing in the shadow of swords, traces of fighting left by various magic weapons, and injured disciples can be seen everywhere.

On the mountain road, a boy in his teens was hit in the chest and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

In front of him, the black-clothed sword cultivator stood holding his sword, his eyes full of contempt: "The disciples of Langfeng City are nothing more than that, so far, there is no one capable."

The young man's sword fell beside him, his hand was pressing on his chest, and he was still reaching out to retrieve it with all his might.

The sword repairman in black walked over, with a happy smile on his face, he raised his sword and swung it.

But stopped.

Looking back, someone grabbed the sword edge with two fingers.Fang Mingming didn't use any spiritual power, but he still couldn't move, and the light on the fairy sword gradually dimmed.

The handsome young man smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "When you're your age, your swordsmanship may be worse than yours. Bullying a child, isn't it fun?"

The sword repairman in black asked: "Who are you?!"

"You only talk about such Langfeng City disciples."

As Feng Ci said, he pushed gently, but the black-clothed swordsman felt as if he had been slapped heavily, and he stepped back quickly, hitting his back against a stalk of plum tree by the side of the road.

The fine snow on the branches was scattered, fluttering, and fell into the bottomless valley behind him.

Feng Ci walked over.

The black-clothed sword repairman glanced at the abyss behind him, and finally panicked: "What are you doing?! Let me tell you, Sect Master Wen and Elder Cheng Chao have already gone to Linxiantai, Pei Qianyue must be suspicious today! You Langfeng City It's over!"

Feng Ci stopped.

"Oh, at Linxiantai." Feng Ci said, "Thank you."

Then, he raised his hand and tapped gently on the neck of Jian Xiu, and the black-clothed Jian Xiu fluttered down, and was grabbed by the back collar by Feng Ci.

He casually threw the person to the inside of the mountain path, bent down again, and picked up the boy's sword that fell on the ground.

"For a sword repairer, the sword is more important than life." Feng Ci handed over the accompanying sword, "Hold it well, don't drop it again."

***

Feng Ci walked out of the teleportation circle.

The seriously injured disciple fell to the side, and dazzling bright red slowly flowed from the white jade steps.

Feng Ci raised his eyes and saw that on Linxian Terrace, more than ten monks stood against the wind.In the center, a golden magic circle is in motion, the wind is raging, and the light is brilliant.

Pei Qianyue knelt down on one knee, still covered with the piece of cloth that Feng Citi tied in front of his eyes, but it was already stained red by the oozing blood, making his face even whiter.

Golden chains rose from the ground, locking the limbs and throats respectively, and two more chains directly penetrated the back.

Pei Qianyue frowned, and a thread of blood slowly slipped from his lips.

"Pei Qianyue, haven't you tasted the taste of this demon prisoner talisman yet?" Cheng Chao held the fly whisk in his left hand and pinched a golden piece of gold. With a little force, the chains in the formation suddenly tightened. It is also worthy of practicing the true biography of Patriarch Qianqiu, hand over the magic circle solution of Lingwu Mountain, and I will give you a good time!"

Pei Qianyue's voice was low and hoarse: "...you rest."

Cheng Chao: "You're courting death—"

"Elder Chengchao." Wen Huaiyu stood beside holding Qin, and reminded him, "You promised me."

"I know." There was a smile on Cheng Chao's old face, illuminated by the golden light of the magic circle, but he looked rather ferocious, "I don't kill, but I can make... life, no, like, die."

Cheng Chao squeezed the talisman paper tightly, chanted a mantra, and was about to activate the formation, when a voice suddenly came from behind: "Stop."

The voice was very soft, but it reached everyone's ears accurately and incorrectly.

Everyone turned their heads, and a young man appeared on the side of the white jade steps.

The boy is still very young, with bright eyes and soft contours, anyone who sees him will think that he is just a gentle and harmless young man.But at this moment, facing everyone's eyes, he slowly stepped up the white jade steps.

But it caused a kind of cold fear to emerge from the bottom of everyone's heart.

But no one moved.

No, no one dared to move.

The astonishing spiritual power descended from the air, quietly covering the entire Linxiantai, making them almost breathless.

is anger.

"Do you know the origin of this demon prisoner talisman?" Feng Ci's expression was calm, and his voice was faint, but every word was extremely clear, "Back then, the demons tore open a gap in the human world, attracted the breath of demons, and countless souls touched it. People can't bear to hurt their fellow disciples and friends who have transformed into demons, so they created this demon prisoner talisman, called prisoner, for protection."

While speaking, Feng Ci had already walked up to Linxian Terrace.

Raising his eyelids, he looked at Cheng Chao with heavy eyes: "How dare you—"

Wen Huaiyu's eyebrows were beating heartbeat, but before he could grab Cheng Chao who was beside him, he swung his whisk violently.

Thousands of silver threads turned into sharp knives and stabbed at the young man.

Can not touch at all.

The silver thread stopped suddenly when it was less than half a foot away from Feng Ci, and the end of the spiritual light attached to the magic weapon began to fade away slowly. Afterwards, the magic weapon seemed to be turned into fine fragments like sand, and it was blown away by the wind open.

"Lu, Jing, Ming!" Cheng Chao shouted loudly, his eyes tearing open, "No, no, who are you?!"

Feng Ci didn't answer, he directly crossed Cheng Chao, walked to the front of the formation, raised his hand and patted lightly.

The golden magic circle shattered in response.

Cheng Chao's hoarse voice sounded behind him: "Who the hell are you?!"

"Who are you asking me?"

Feng Ci walked to the Zhuhan plum tree, and finally looked back.

There was a strong wind on the Linxian Terrace, and the new plum blossoms on the branches were blown off by the wind. The white petals were like falling snow, but they couldn't get close at all.Feng Ci smiled, that smile was bright and moving, but also piercingly cold: "Seat—"

He raised his hand to break the branches of the budding Samuume, flipped his wrist, and the spiritual energy surged out——

"Qianqiu."

In an instant, a golden light that was a hundred times purer than that magic circle rose from Linxiantai, and the pouring light of spiritual power rushed straight into the sky like a swirl.The young man stood in the depths of this vortex of spiritual power, holding a cold plum in his hand, and gently waved it.

The sword light shook the sky.

This sword light illuminated the entire Linxian Terrace, and knocked down the dozen or so monks on the Linxian Terrace, who rolled down the white jade steps in embarrassment.

Except personally.

Cheng Dynasty.

The golden sword energy pierced through his chest, his eyes were wide open, and blood suddenly began to ooze from all over his body.

This is the first time in this life to see the revered Patriarch Qianqiu, and it is also the last time.

Cheng Chao fell backwards, fell straight down, and fell to Linxiantai.

"That sword energy is—"

"Patriarch Qianqiu...that is the sword energy of Patriarch Qianqiu!"

The light and the hustle and bustle slowly dissipated, and the voices of surprise, fear, and joy came from Linxiantai.Feng Ci just turned his head and looked at the figure in black robe not far away.

Pei Qianyue still maintained his original posture, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Feng Ci closed his eyes, as if he was using this action to suppress certain emotions.

"Get up," he said, "stop pretending."

The answer was a very low, very light laugh.

Pei Qianyue got up slowly, and the moment he got up, a huge navy blue magic circle appeared above Langfeng City.

The light of spiritual power fell like a torrential rain, and in an instant, everyone seemed to be drained of all their strength, and the magic weapon in their hands fell to the ground, and soon they couldn't even stand firmly, and fell to the ground.

It was as if all beings were bowing down to Feng Ci.

In the world, only this Immortal Terrace is not affected by the magic circle.

Pei Qianyue walked towards Feng Ci, walking slowly, step by step, walking in front of Feng Ci's gaze, and landed on one knee.

There was still blood on the corners of his mouth, and his lips were dyed bright red, making his smile appear thrilling.

Pei Qianyue lowered his head, his voice was gentler and more pious: "Welcome master... to come back from the world."

Feng Ci looked at him coldly.

After a long time, Youyou said, "You really can't break through the demon prisoner talisman?"

If it was a magic circle made during Fengci's heyday, Pei Qianyue might have nothing to do.But it wasn't until the moment when the magic circle was broken that he realized that Cheng Chao's spiritual power was only above average, and he was far different from Pei Qianyue.

If he resisted, Fang would not even have a chance to be imprisoned.

Feng Ci asked softly, "Are you waiting for me?"

"If I don't make a move, are you waiting to die?"

Feng Ci picked up the stalk with the plum branch, and the sword intent was still surging on the branch, and the lingering sword energy instantly cut a small wound on the side of Pei Qianyue's face.

Blood dripped sideways, staining the white plums on the branches red.

But Pei Qianyue was still smiling, his voice was very soft, and he seemed a little happy: "Master is reluctant."

Feng Ci narrowed his eyes suddenly.

Then, he suddenly laughed.

Just smiling and leaning over, he whispered into Pei Qianyue's ear, "Pei Qianyue, you are indeed a lunatic."