Mozun always loves duplicity

Daoyuanmen was established very early, almost existing when Daomen appeared.Such innate advantages allow him to occupy the largest territory and a lot of resources.

In front of the main hall of the Zongmen is a section of ladder connecting the main hall and the practice field below.The practice field is surrounded by inlaid spirit-gathering stones, which can ensure that the disciples who practice here will have a steady stream of spiritual energy. "! Shan! Yu! Yu! Xi!"

Feng Qi and Yin Chenxiu stood in the center of the practice field, looking at the group of disciples blocking in front.

"You think I'm a magician?"

The leading disciple drew out his sword and pointed it at him, "Not only you, but also the one next to you named Yin, he is also a demon cultivator."

Feng Qi raised the corners of his lips, "Don't you all think that demon cultivators are extremely cruel? If you fight me, you're not afraid that I'll kill you right away?"

"If I can catch you demon cultivators, even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Feng Qi took a step forward with a smile, stepped in front of him, raised his hand and pinched his wrist, "It's a good dream."

Using a little force with his fingers, he broke his sword easily, Feng Qi straightened his back and looked at the people around him, "The Daoyuan Gate allows all sects to pass freely, it has been a long time since I left the gate, and I don't remember it. "

Lin Zhiyun glanced at him, and walked straight to the main hall, as if turning a blind eye to their dispute, but said coolly, "No."

"Then I'll just help my friend sweep out the trash."

Feng Qi's eyes were bent, and when he raised his hand, a wave of spiritual energy swung towards those people. The spiritual energy was like a whip, and it flew those people away.

A few people with lower cultivation bases spat out blood, and said in surprise: "What's going on? How could he have spiritual power? Isn't he a demon cultivator?"

Feng Qi stretched out his finger, pointing directly at the sky, and the hurricane slowly took shape, "So, when you do things, you have to keep your eyes open and find out the evidence."

The hurricane spun and swept away the people on the practice field, and in the midst of exclamations, successfully threw them out of the Daoyuan Gate, leaving only a twinkling meteor in the sky.

Lin Zhiyun stood on the main hall, and beside him was the suzerain of Daoyuanmen, "Their cultivation bases are very high, if you really want to test them, these people are not qualified enough."

The suzerain frowned and said nothing.A moment later, another person appeared on the practice field, he was the eldest disciple of Wentianmen, he didn't draw his sword, and went straight to Yin Chenxiu, "I want to compete with you."

Lin Zhiyun glanced at the suzerain's expression, and reminded: "This man is ruthless, and he will definitely see blood when he makes a move. As for the strength of the Tianmen disciples, I am afraid that one move will kill them."

The suzerain exhaled and sat up straight, "It's very troublesome for him to die in the sect."

He waved out a magic talisman, transmitted it to the practice field, and asked people from various sects to leave Daoyuanmen, claiming that their behavior was too disrespectful to the guests of Daoyuanmen.

The crisis was resolved, but Feng Qi was frowning, "The current situation of Daomen is too bad, and all that remains is to fight for fame and fortune."

"The way of cultivating immortality is to not care about worldly affairs. I will become an immortal myself." Yin Chenxiu rubbed his head, "Do you think everyone is like you, worrying about this and that all day long?"

Feng Qi smiled embarrassedly, scratched his head, turned around and went back to Lin Zhiyun's dojo with him.

Yin Chenxiu lowered his head slightly, looked at his pensive face, and said softly: "You used your spiritual power to temporarily hide the Taoist cultivators, but the people behind the scenes will not let you go so easily."

"It's okay." Feng Qi pressed his forehead, "I'll wait for his next move, this time he can catch the traitor in the Daoist cultivator, and the next time the accuracy of the move will be even higher."

When he arrived in the room, Lin Zhiyun had been waiting for a long time, and after understanding the two of them, he greeted them, "The spiritual power didn't harm your body, did it?"

"It's okay." Feng Qi showed his hands and shook them in front of his eyes, "Fortunately, there are a lot of spirit-gathering stones in the practice field, otherwise the spirit power of that boy Rulan would really not be enough."

Lin Zhiyun rolled his eyes at him, "You are ashamed to say that Rulan's spiritual power is exhausted, and it will take a few days of cultivation to make up for it."

"I owe him this time. If you want anything next time, let him ask me for it."

Lin Zhiyun snorted disdainfully, "You are the only one who has more treasures? What he lacks, I will naturally give."

Feng Qi couldn't help laughing, and didn't argue with him.

The gossip mirror on his chest suddenly buzzed, Feng Qi frowned, and the thick blood diffused from the gossip mirror, stinging his fingers.

"Why did you react suddenly?" Lin Zhiyun really didn't understand this thing, and he held Fuchen nervously for a while, preparing to deal with sudden changes.

Feng Qi waved his hand, signaling him to be calm, "It seems that another key has appeared nearby, and it has been activated, so there is such a big reaction here."

Just at this moment, a paper crane flew into the room.

Feng Qi reached out to catch it, Zhihe opened his mouth, and a voice came out of his mouth, "There is a change in the dial, the northeast corner."

The author has something to say: I have class tonight, so the update is late, sorry

Then, the saved manuscripts were completely used up, and I cried out with a wow.I'll try to save it, really.