Mozun always loves duplicity

"Betting big, ten spirit stones are too little, why don't you need a hundred spirit stones."

The onlookers swallowed, "One hundred is too much, let's just take a small gamble."

Feng Qi punched the table with a click, and there was a crack on the table, "Don't mind, I think your analysis is quite reasonable."

"I'll bet with you, one hundred spirit stones."

Feng Qi turned his head and saw Zhao Rulan standing behind with a group of disciples.He folded his arms around his chest and stood with his sword in his arms, "However, I want to bet that Ji Fu can win the position of head, and the demon world will join hands with the Taoist sect again."

As soon as he spoke, there was an uproar around him.Even the Daoyuanmen disciples behind him were a little shocked.

"Hey, Rulan, how could the Demon Realm join hands with the Taoist sect? You are too naive to think."

Zhao Rulan raised her chin, "Anyway, we will join forces."

Feng Qi couldn't help laughing, "How can you bet like this, we both have the same idea, brat."

Zhao Rulan's eyes widened suddenly, she looked at the masked person in front of her, her mouth was so wide that she could stuff an egg, "You...you are..."

"It's a pity that the game won't work." Feng Qi spread his hands and looked behind him, "Are these your senior brothers?"

"Yeah!" Zhao Rulan knew Feng Qi's identity, and the restraint was gone immediately, "We are the most powerful disciples of Daoyuanmen, and it's no problem to beat those living corpses!"

A timid boy tugged on his sleeve, "Ru Lan, we haven't been to the battlefield yet."

"It's okay." Zhao Rulan clenched her fist, "I believe we can do it."

Feng Qi laughed, convinced of his confidence.But I have to say that this group of young disciples of Daoyuanmen is indeed the benchmark of the whole Daomen.

Feng Qi glanced at them, and casually pointed out a few people.

Ji Fu also just came out of the hall, and came slowly with his arms folded, "Mozun, let's go."

Feng Qi glared at him, waved at Zhao Rulan, turned around and walked over, "Don't call me Mozun, make it seem like I really want to fight for the throne."

Ji Fu shrugged, turning a blind eye to his dissatisfaction.

Feng Qi looked behind him, "Will Zhiyun come with us?"

"He stayed with that suzerain." Ji Fu sighed, "This suzerain is very suspicious, always worried that Zhiyun is using him and Daoyuanmen, so Zhiyun stayed to show that he is the master of Daoyuanmen. Elder, won't go away."

"Maybe the Dao Demon War still affected him." Feng Qi looked up at the main hall surrounded by clouds and mist, "The Demon Realm suddenly betrayed, and Daoyuanmen, as the first sect, should be the most damaged. Elder."

"No one wants to do this." Ji Fu patted him on the shoulder, "The most urgent thing is to solve the disaster of living corpses."

Feng Qi looked at the main hall at the back, and then at Ji Fu, who was rarely serious in front of him, and made up his mind, "Go back to the Xuan Sect alone, and I will stay with Zhiyun."

"You really feel relieved to let me go back alone." Ji Fu nodded, "And you look like this, why do you stay in the Taoist sect?"

Feng Qi laughed, and raised a small slit in the mask, "Of course it's not 'me', it's Zhiyun's friend who is a Taoist cultivator."

Ji Fu sighed, and turned around, "It's up to you, anyway, I'm the only one who is alone. You are not afraid of accidents on my way."

"You can do the divination for yourself." Feng Qi taunted him, "You are always good at divination."

Ji Fu reluctantly spread his hands and parted ways with him.When Feng Qi was far away, he took out his hexagram plate and did a serious divination, which showed several ominous omens.

He chuckled twice, "These people really want my life."

It's a pity that they were doomed not to get what they wanted. Ji Fu kept divination all the way, divination casually, he had to calculate which way to go from east to west, from north to south.

Xuanpai closed the door tightly.Ji Fu looked at the illuminated formation with soft eyes. He and a few of his own disciples studied this formation for several days, and each piece of spirit stone was picked out by himself.

He took a step forward, before his fingers touched the light of the formation, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

Ji Fu pressed his chest and looked at the familiar formation hesitantly, "No way."

Take out the hexagram plate and start the hexagram to tell the fortune.Very good, a bad omen, blood splattered on the spot.

He sighed, holding the hexagram plate, and honestly changed another place to go in.Arrays naturally have weaknesses, and these Ji Fu are the most normal.

Ji Fu passed through the formation, his eyes were a little heavy, "Really, even the formation of the Xuan sect can be manipulated, so which kid is dishonest?"

·

Above the main hall of the Xuan School, the head of the Xuan School suddenly frowned, counted with his fingers, stood up in shock, and walked quickly to the back hall.That's where Ji Fu used to live, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

Who went in, the formation there is so complicated.

He walked to the door of the hall, and stretched out his hand nervously to press the doorknob.Along the way, all the formations were completely destroyed, and these formations seemed to be made of paper to the opponent.

The dusty palace door was slowly pushed open, and there was a person sitting in the middle, with a faint halo reflecting on him, as if it were an illusion but it was real.

"Yo, little Moyu, long time no see."

Mo Yu stood there dumbfounded, looking at his master whom he hadn't seen for nearly a thousand years, his eyes widened in shock.After a while, he returned to normal, showing a smile, "Master, long time no see."

Ji Fu got up and walked in front of him, and said lightly, "Take out all the hexagram plates I refined earlier, the divination array is ready, I want to divination."

"With so much preparation, does Master count as heaven and earth?" Mo Yu frowned, "This will consume your body too much."

Ji Fu turned his eyes to the side, and murmured in a low voice: "It's okay to wear out your body, as long as you wake up that difficult guy."

"What did Master say?"

"It's nothing." Ji Fu raised his hand and rubbed the top of his head.

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, and Ji Fu also came to his senses, and said with a sneer, "Sorry, I forgot. You have grown up now, and I still treat you as before."

"Master, you can touch it if you want. By your side, Mo Yu has always been the same."

"Oh, why are you so obedient." Ji Fu rubbed her hands again, "Go get ready."

When Mo Yu left, he suddenly stopped him, "Remember, you have to prepare everything yourself."

Mo Yu frowned slightly, glanced at him, and lowered his head, "Yes."

There are many different formations for divination, and what Ji Furang prepared was the formation for asking the world.Ordinary people have always thought that he was asking about the way of heaven, but in fact he was asking about the rules of the great way above the way of heaven.As for the way of heaven, he felt that it was really unbelievable.

Ji Fu changed into his clothes and stood in the center of the formation, while Mo Yu stood behind him as a guard.

The formation is set on the highest altar of the Xuan sect, and all disciples can see it.

A disciple looked at the situation above, and said timidly: "Brother, the ancestor set up such a big fortune-telling as soon as he came back, and asked the head to help. Did he warn us on purpose? Our Xuan sect is going to change the head. Is it? I heard that the master is very fierce."

The person called Senior Brother flashed his eyes and looked at him, "Who did you listen to?"

The disciple flinched again, "Everyone in the door is spreading the word, and I heard that some senior uncles have already started to figure out who to stand in line with. Senior brother, I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid, our Xuan sect always asks for good luck. The master and master must have made fortunes for the future of our sect. They are very powerful."

If Mo Yu heard this, he would probably be ashamed for a long time, and he would be really embarrassed. Seeing that the master was too excited, he really forgot to ask him to calculate the future of the sect. If he accidentally died, it would be over.

It wasn't long before the divination time, because the coercion to be endured when asking Dao Dao was too great, Ji Fu could only finish the question quickly in the simplest way, otherwise he might vomit blood and die.

The light of the formation went dark, and all the surrounding spirit stones exhausted their spiritual power and turned into ordinary gravel.

Mo Yu took a step forward, supported Ji Fu, let him sit on the mahogany chair prepared by the side, and served the heavenly spring water, "Master, take a rest."

Ji Fu took a breath, put his hand between his eyebrows, waved back his tea, and said weakly, "Bring a pen and paper."

Mo Yu didn't dare to delay, put down his cup and offered his pen and ink.

Ji Fu wrote down a few words, folded them, and put them under his hands, and continued: "Send a letter to Lin Zhiyun, saying that I have something to say to him, and let him find a chance not to attract attention."

Hearing this, Mo Yu turned his hand and released a paper crane. After writing down the message, he thought for a while and put a few spells on the paper crane to prevent it from being intercepted or peeped.

Seeing his movements, Ji Fu nodded reassuringly.He pressed his hands on the chair and stood up slowly, "I'm going back to rest first, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Go back to the room and close the door.Ji Fu suddenly hugged his head and leaned against the door.There was a sharp stabbing pain in his head, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind, with dark purple clothes, black hair that reached to the ground, and chains wrapped around his body.

"Ji Fu, I'm here to find you."

The pain suddenly disappeared, and Ji Fu slipped to the ground, panting, "I knew I was going to be unlucky."

·

Far away at the Taoist gate, Feng Qi took off his mask, and as a Taoist cultivator, ate and drank in Lin Zhiyun's dojo. By the way, he borrowed the book from the Taoist gate to study what the blood energy was.

In the books of the Demon Realm, blood energy is one of the methods used to cultivate demons, because the resentment of the dead is gathered, the more miserable the death, the more hatred, the more blood energy.So at the beginning, many demon cultivators took the opportunity to torture and kill others to gain blood.Later, the Taoist sect launched the first war, and the resentment of the demon cultivator who died in the battle was also absorbed, but it was difficult to control. The blood energy began to devour the demon cultivator, and the Taoist sect won a complete victory.The vitality of the demon cultivator was severely injured, and the demon world had to seal up all the secret methods related to blood energy cultivation.

The records in Taoist books are almost the same, and there is no method of letting blood attach to objects to attack people.So how to treat Yin Chenxiu's aphonia, still has no clue.

Feng Qi flipped through the pages boredly, and suddenly stopped, something he didn't know appeared in the book.

After Situ Cheng was beheaded by Yin Chenxiu, the magical artifacts at that time were scattered and given to his subordinates, but some Moxiu Nian and Daoxiu had a good relationship, and felt guilty for Situ Cheng's betrayal, so they donated Situ Cheng's items to others. The family members of Daoxiu who died tragically at that time hoped that they would comfort Daoxiu's spirit in heaven.

Feng Qi frowned, if so, it would be reasonable for traitors to appear in the Taoist sect.I'm afraid he was also confused by that thing, but the book didn't mention who it was donated to at that time.

He closed the book, but at last he had a clue.

There was a knock on the door, Feng Qi sat up straight, and looked at Lin Zhiyun who came in.

"What's the matter? Is there news from Ji Fu?"

Lin Zhiyun nodded, and flapped the wings of the paper crane in his hand, "In two days, Wentianmen will hold a funeral, and all Taoists should be there at that time, so we can meet at that time."

Feng Qi frowned slightly, "Funeral? Whose?"

"Didn't there be a Daoxiu's corpse in Luo City that day?" Lin Zhiyun sat cross-legged in front of him, "Speaking of which, ask the news from Tianmen, the murderer sounds very similar to you."

"The man was dead when I went, and there was still a demon cultivator at that time, so he should be the murderer."

Lin Zhiyun pondered for a moment, "They wanted to blame you. If you hadn't escaped in time, I'm afraid the war between the Dao and the demon realms would be inevitable."

Hearing this, Feng Qi remembered that Yin Chenxiu suddenly used the gossip mirror that day.Could it be that he discovered something, so he was worried that the living corpses would hold him back, so he restrained them from moving?

However, it is estimated that if you ask Yin Chenxiu, he will not admit it.Although he usually seems to always ask for credit, but when it comes to matters between Dao Dao Mo, he is always silent.

Lin Zhiyun watched him start to travel thousands of miles again, couldn't help sighing, got up and left silently.

Three days later, Wentianmen held a funeral, and both Daoyuanmen and Xuanpai were invited.Feng Qi followed Lin Zhiyun, probably figured out the identity of the dead person, he was the direct disciple of Elder Daofeng of Wentianmen, his parents were also from Wentianmen, so he was said to be very talented.

Feng Qi stepped forward and lit three incense sticks, bowed slightly, such a junior died in a senseless struggle, in a daze.

"Elder Daofeng's sacrificial oration has arrived."

Feng Qi heard the sound and looked over, took a step back to make way for others.As they passed by, he raised his head abruptly.

Lin Zhiyun sensed his abnormality, so Fu Chen touched him, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qi shook his head, "I just feel that this spiritual power is somewhat familiar, but I haven't seen it after thinking about it."

"Familiar?" Lin Zhiyun also raised his eyes and looked over, "Daofeng became famous when he was young, but he couldn't get out of closed doors after that. He is much older than us. How did you come into contact with his spiritual power?"

"I don't know. It's better to find an opportunity to meet up later. If we meet directly, the spiritual power will be purer. Maybe I can remember."

Lin Zhiyun nodded, and waited until the people from Daoyuanmen had finished their mourning, and followed the leading disciples out of the mourning hall.

Outside the mourning hall, the atmosphere was obviously much more relaxed, and all sects gathered together to rest.

Feng Qi looked around, spotted Ji Fu walking not far away, and reached out to touch Lin Zhiyun.

Lin Zhiyun stood up and told Yu Jing who came with him, "Take care of the juniors, I have something to deal with."

Yu Jing nodded before agreeing, when Elder Xia over there suddenly came over and glared at Lin Zhiyun angrily, "You dignified elder, you leave your disciples behind and wander around other people's sects, you think Daoyuan sect Isn't there enough trouble?"

Lin Zhiyun sighed, he didn't want to conflict with him, but Ji Fu couldn't wait either.

He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Ji Fu's voice broke in, "Elder Xia, long time no see."

Elder Xia turned his head and saw Lin Zhiyun, his face softened a lot.He still has to be a little bit afraid of Ji Fu's identity.

"It turned out to be Mr. Ji, nice to meet you."

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