At this time.

Tushi Palace, under a bronze tripod, the furnace fire is burning, and the two boys are wielding long fans.

Beilu Zhenjun was sitting on a high place, holding a book and reading it carefully.

Suddenly, he seemed to have another whim, and put down the book, frowned for a moment, and then pinched his fingers.

The way of divination and gossip is the secret method of Tushi Palace, and it is also passed down from the Tai, and several people at the true monarch level, that is, the true image level, will know this method.

"The Pure Land Blue Lotus Sect has not been destroyed, and the Gate of Flesh and Blood has appeared, how can this small sect still exist?"

The true monarch of the northern foot counts again.

After a moment, a strange look was revealed.

Is there a picky eater at this flesh gate?

He ate his own disciples, but the disciples of the Pure Land Blue Lotus Sect who were present at the time didn't eat any of them?

This powerhouse, one of the three major sects of the Dao Sect, pondered for a moment, and only thought of the name of the person named "Bai Guang" in his mind.

At that time, the contact between the demon tide and this person was mainly transmitted by the deputy city lord of Wushuang City and the Kunpeng Fairy.

The Shenzhu is far away, but the strongest force of the Sanren has a good relationship with the Tushi Palace.

This time, the ancestor accepted apprentices, and Shui Ya, the deputy city lord of Wushuang City, was also here.

Thinking of this, the true monarch of the northern foot left the table.

After a while, he found the deputy city lord in the resting place of Wushuang City.

Seeing that the true monarch of the northern foot had a solemn expression, Shui Ya repelled the disciple, and then asked, "What is the matter with the true monarch?"

"Bai Guang's matter, and the city lord of Laoshui will talk to me in detail. ”

Shui Ya straightened out her thoughts and told the story of what happened at that time.

"The Lord of Water City really sees it clearly, Bai Guang is really standing at the forefront of the demon tide, controlling it, not just accompanying him?"

Whether you are in control or accompanying you is important.

Shui Ya thought about it carefully, "I think I can confirm that it is not an entourage, but that the tide of demons is completely under his command..."

Speaking of this, Beilu Zhenjun was stunned, and then seemed to think of something, and slowly spit out three words: "The person in the scene." ”

"The man in the scene?"

It was the first time Shui Ya had heard of this title, after all, such a secret was only known to a behemoth like Tushi Palace.

"Disasters are the scene, and the person who controls the disaster is the person in the scene.

Is the Water City Lord wondering why Bai Guang's strength is weak, but he can control the tide of demons?"

Shui Ya nodded, she was indeed puzzled.

She has been face-to-face with Xia Guang, but this strength is only extraordinary, and he is also the lowest level after the shattered void, such a person can't say that he controls the tide of demons, and he is afraid that he is barely qualified to be cannon fodder.

Beilu Zhenren said in a deep voice: "Because the disaster is him, and he is the disaster, the people in the scene are born in the disaster, but they don't know it before they wake up, but once they meet the disaster, they will give birth to a certain degree of awakening..."

At this moment, the real people of Beilu have already understood.

The man named Bai Guang must have communicated with the Flesh and Blood Gate, thus killing three of his disciples.

After all, the Gate of Flesh and Blood is also a scourge, and they are all in the same camp.

It seems that it is necessary to gather the allied forces and rush to this Pure Land Blue Lotus Sect, and either imprison or kill this existence that is a person in the calamity scene, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

What's more, if this is the case, his three disciples were killed by Bai Guang.

In public and private, the real people in the north need to deal with this small sect.

...

"Hatch!"

The calamity camp, the mysterious smile sneezed, rubbed its reddish nose, and the ice-like eyes moved, finally landing on the new members.

"My companion is new, and I'm giving you a gift. ”

He smiled and looked at the man who was drinking the soup, "Bai Guang, someone is discussing against you." ”

"There have always been a lot of people who want to deal with me. ”

Xia Guang didn't care.

Smiled and shook his head: "Only when the danger of destroying the sect is that I have a premonition... So this time it's not small, and I hope you're prepared. ”

The King of Broken Hearts said: "The Abyss of Dust is one of our external outlets, Bai Guang, since you have become one of us, there is a great crisis, and we will also help you." ”

Xia Guang thanked him, and then lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

He asked some more prophecies about gathering ten people in the scene.

Ten people sit at a long table, and the unimaginable will happen, and it will take the Calamity camp one step further.

Coming and going here, for Xia Guang, is like going to a neighbor's house, and when it's over, he returns until he sits in a quiet house and continues to practice the two exercises.

There was a soft knock on the door.

Xia Guang knew that Yun Yan was coming, and if it was Bai Yu, she would pull the door directly.

"Come in. ”

A crack in the door is revealed.

Yun Yan walked in with the food, "Knowing that the sect master is busy, Yun Yan specially made a soup to adjust the yuan and replenish qi, and the sect master also asked to try Yun Yan's craftsmanship." ”

Xia Guang glanced at the soup, but judging from the color, it had already crushed Xia Jiejie.

I don't know how the imperial sister is doing in the Phantom Gate.

He took the soup bowl and took two sips, but his face became strange.

It seems that the color can crush Xia Jiejie.

In terms of taste, it's not as good as Xia Jiejie.

Seeing the appearance of the sect master, Yun Yan showed a look of anticipation: "This is Yun Yan's first time cooking soup, and I don't know if it's good or not." ”

The little daughter of the Sanren family was a little nervous.

Xia Guang drank it all and said, "Thank you, Miss Yun, for your kindness." ”

Yun Yan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had drunk everything, it seemed that she was still quite talented in cooking.

The next day, Yun Yan was boiling Yuan Qi Replenishment Soup again.

This stubborn female disciple of the sect couldn't help but laugh when she remembered the appearance of the little sect master's serious cultivation.

At this time, there was a voice in the distance, "Ahh

Mu Linger approached, shook the spoon, and then took some light blow, and then prepared to experience the craft of his friend.

"Ling'er, this soup is not for you to drink!"

Yun Yan was anxious.

Mu Ling'er twisted her body and said with a smile: "Who is that for, is it for the lover? ”

As he spoke, he poured the soup that had already cooled down into his mouth.

Mu Linger's face changed, and suddenly showed a strange look, as if she had seen a ghost.

Seeing her look, Yun Yan also sensed that something was wrong, and then also took a sip.

It tastes weird!

Yun Yan spit it out.

Thinking that her own sect master had drunk the entire bowl of soup yesterday, she couldn't help but blush.

At noon, she gave up the idea of cooking by herself, and just got some ready-made meals from Lianzizhai.

As he was walking on the way to the stone house, a bird suddenly stopped on his shoulder.

Yun Yan looked at the style of the information tied to the bird's feet, it should be her own family's.

I haven't been in touch for so long, what's the matter?

Yun Yan was a little puzzled, but she still put down the tray in her hand and opened the letter.

There was only one sentence on the paper: Leave the Pure Land Blue Lotus Sect within three days!