Seeing that Ye Shaohui was reluctant to confess, Yuan Shuai, who was a little impatient on the side, finally couldn't hold back and asked him:

"Xiao Ye, what else do you have to say so far?"

"Do you think we don't know, the spell you used to resist lightning for Xiaoyue at the stargazing platform was my Maoshan Vajra amulet, right!"

Ye Shaohui's body was stunned, and he secretly complained about how he could accidentally expose his identity like this.

But at that time, the situation was critical, and he was also eager to save people's hearts, so he unfortunately revealed that he knew Maoshan spells.

Yuan Shuai saw that Ye Shaohui was silent, which was regarded as acquiescence, so he continued to seduce:

"Since everyone belongs to the same sect, why don't you tell us who your master is?"

"Could it be that you have something unspeakable?"

In the end, Ye Shaohui nodded helplessly and explained:

"To tell you the truth, the spells I learned were indeed passed down from Maoshan Mountain."

"It's a pity that I'm not a disciple of Maoshan, and the sect has long since broken away from Maoshan ......"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Shuai and Xuantong Zhenren were taken aback.

They originally thought that Ye Shaohui's spell might have been taught by some Maoshan elder.

Even they thought of this unconventional way of teaching, perhaps it was passed down by Yuan Shuai's master, Xuanqing Zhenren.

However, Ye Shaohui admitted frankly that although the roots of his learning came from Maoshan, the sect had long since broken away from the sect.

At this time, Xuantong Zhenren stroked his long beard and thought:

"Since ancient times, there are one hundred and eight factions in Maoshan Mountain, thirty-six in Shangmaoshan Mountain, seventy-two in Xiamaoshan Mountain, and twenty-four Qingtang and three ghost factions and other branches, among which there are many branches that have broken away from the sect and established their own sects."

"But with the change of the times, especially in the last hundred years, the branches of the Maoshan factions have gradually declined, either retiring or returning to the sect."

"Now that the Maoshan sect has been integrated, there is no Maoshan branch in the world."

"Of course, there are still a small number of apostasy sects that have established their own sects, and later joined the Maoshan cult, and all of them have been wiped out by the Taoist united army more than 20 years ago."

Speaking of this, when the delicate-minded Xuantong Zhenren noticed the mention of Maoshan apostasy, Ye Shaohui's expression was particularly strange.

He was secretly frightened, could it be that this kid was really a remnant of the Maoshan cult at the beginning?!

But looking at his age, he is also in his twenties, which does not match the time at all.

Or is he the heir of the remnants of the Maoshan cult?

Thinking of this, Xuantong Zhenren hesitated a little, he couldn't judge whether Ye Shaohui's purpose for coming here was true or false.

But after this period of communication, he believes that Ye Shaohui's character is kind and upright.

Maybe he really has something unspeakable and refuses to reveal it.

Xuantong Zhenren thought like this, but Yuan Shuai was a little skeptical.

After all, this is related to the safety of his precious daughter, and he will never put her in the hands of a person whose identity is a mystery.

So he said solemnly at Ye Shaohui:

"Xiao Ye, since you refuse to tell which branch you come from, then don't blame my uncle for refusing to hand over Xiao Yue to you."

"Not only that, for the sake of the sect's safety, I will temporarily detain you until your true identity is ascertained!"

"What! You're trying to detain me! ”

Ye Shaohui was taken aback, he never expected that he would go to great lengths to rescue the injured Xiao Yue, but in the end, these people would take revenge and detain themselves!

"I'm sorry Xiaoye, this is also forced by the situation, you just accept your fate."

Saying that, Yuan Shuai took the lead in reaching out and grabbing Ye Shaohui.

Ye Shaohui was stunned for a moment, and his body subconsciously began to dodge the defense.

"Damn, Uncle Yuan, you're really playing!"

At this time, Ye Shaohui was really a little angry, and at the same time, Yin Yang noticed that Yuan Shuai's palm was rapidly condensing energy.

He is a man with clear grievances, and he will be doubly grateful for his kindness, but if he slanders him, he will not sit still!

Ye Shaohui secretly operated the true qi in his body, and in the face of Yuan Shuai's palm that broke through the air, he greeted it without fear.

Palm Thunder!

Bang!

The two energies collided together, causing a loud popping sound.

Due to the spread of energy in the main hall, the surrounding furniture has become a mess.

Ye Shaohui took two steps back slightly embarrassed.

Looking at Yuan Shuai again, he was still standing in place lightly, not moving.

In the contest between masters, one move can determine the winner and loser.

At this time, the disciples outside the hall hurried to hear the sound of fighting, but they were drunk back by Xuantong Zhenren one by one.

Not only that, but with a wave of his hand, he arranged the next layer of protective enchantment to envelop the two of them.

The purpose is self-evident, that is, to deliberately create conditions for the two of them to fight.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shaohui became even more angry.

The two men were clearly deliberately testing themselves so that he would accidentally show his feet.

Since this is the case, then he will also "fulfill" the curiosity of these two people, secretly contact the little Pixiu in his body, and jointly cast the Soul Devouring Thunder Light Palm.

At first, Yuan Shuai's purpose was indeed to test Ye Shaohui.

The first is to find out what his strength is and whether he has the ability to protect Satsuki's safety.

Second, he also wanted to take advantage of the battle to see through which branch of the sect the trick he used was.

It's a pity that he still underestimated Ye Shaohui's strength a little.

I saw that Ye Shaohui exuded a special aura fluctuation all over his body, and this aura was definitely not cultivated by Maoshan Mental Method.

In addition to being surprised, he only heard Ye Shaohui shout:

"Soul Eater Thunder Light Palm!"

Immediately, an energy impact that was several times stronger than the palm thunder struck towards Yuan Shuai.

Yuan Shuai was taken aback, he had never heard of this trick in Maoshan spells.

But with many years of experience, he knows that in the face of unknown attacks, he must not go to the front.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can you see the move and be invincible!

Thinking of this, Yuan Shuai immediately made a very wise decision -

Defend!

He flicked his sleeves, pulled out a charm, and then quickly cast a spell, placing a golden protective shield around his body.

Compared with the translucent protective cover that Ye Shaohui had used before, the color of the cover of Yuan Shuai's vajra talisman was more full and strong.

With a bang, the protective shield around Yuan Shuai's body only shook slightly, and then successfully resisted the explosion of the Soul Devouring Thunder Light Palm.

But this was just the beginning, and before Yuan Shuai could start to be proud, a powerful suction force came from Ye Shaohui's palm.

Yuan Shuai was stunned for a moment, feeling that the suction in Ye Shaohui's palm was like a black hole, constantly pulling him closer to the unknown and endless death.

At this time, he was really a little panicked, and quickly bit his index finger and quickly drew a spell in his palm.

"Use blood as a medium, create a clone, have the same root as the son, protect the lord and save his life, and the blood seal stand-in technique!"

Yuan Shuai let out a loud shout, and at the same time, the spell drawn on the palm of his hand released a dazzling red light......

(End of chapter)