Cai Yundie said slowly: "Now that the entire Southern Immortal Court has been shaken by this matter, the Shi Tian Immortal Emperor is even more furious, and sent the Hate Heaven Immortal Monarch to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Wen Qingye touched his chin and said softly: "It seems that this matter is very serious, so many people have been assassinated?"

Cai Yundie said solemnly: "After all, so many hall masters, mansion masters, and realm masters have died, and now most of the hall masters and mansion masters of the Southern Immortal Court are cautious, and the gate is not out of the second door, for fear of being attacked and killed, the hall master should also be careful."

Because of this sudden assassination, the hall masters and mansion masters of the entire Southern Immortal Court were in chaos, and the six gods had no owners, and even the hall masters of the Qiguang Hall in Fengzhou, the heavenly capital, went out with hundreds of thousands of troops, which can be described as a sensation.

This shows the enormous impact of the assassination.

"This matter is not trivial, in my estimation, this thing is definitely not something that people from ordinary forces can do, and it may not even be done by people from the Southern Immortal Court."

Wen Qingye smiled and said, "However, I think that since I have alarmed Emperor Shakti, these murderers should be reined in next."

When Cai Yundie heard this, he couldn't help but say curiously: "Isn't it the power of the Southern Immortal Court?"

Wen Qingye shook his head and said faintly: "Only God knows this."

With such a huge force in the Southern Immortal Court, even if it is the three super sects, the seven major families, and the seven major forces, they dare not easily twist their tiger whiskers, unless they don't want to continue to exist in the Southern Immortal Court, it is impossible for one force to do such a stupid thing.

Suddenly, Wen Qingye remembered a person in his mind, Dongfang Wuyun.

Dongfang Wuyun was originally the king of the Nine Netherworlds, but he was dedicated to disturbing the Nine Netherworlds and creating chaos for the Southern Immortal Court.

But why did he do it, and what was the benefit of it?

Li Tianhong once said to Wen Qingye that Dongfang Wuyun once took refuge in Feng Qi Xianjun, and Feng Qi Xianjun was the second Xianjun of Dongfang Xian Court at the beginning, and his strength and scheming were extremely powerful.

Wen Qingye thought for a while, and said to himself: "Feng Qi's mind seems to be on this Southern Immortal Court, maybe this turmoil is from his handiwork."

Cai Yundie heard Wen Qingye muttering, and couldn't help but say, "Hall Master, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, I just want to go out for a walk"

Wen Qingye smiled, and then waved his hand, "You still have a lot of things to take care of, just go busy, I'll go out for a walk."

After speaking, Wen Qingye slowly walked out of the door.

"Hall Master!" "Altar Master!"

Bai Qing and Xiao Feng were standing at the door, and when they saw Wen Qingye walking out, they hurriedly greeted them.

Now is the moment of crisis, the people of the entire Southern Immortal Court are panicked, and in order to protect Wen Qingye, the two of them should reach the point where they will not leave an inch.

Cloud City is one of the top ten cities in the Nine Netherworlds, and it is also the capital of the Cloud Palace.

At this time, in the harsh winter season, the plastic wind is like a knife, sweeping over the vast land.

The streets were bustling with people, and the change in the weather did not affect the life of the monks in the slightest, and most of them talked about the recent anecdotes.

Especially the death of many hall masters, the house masters, is the Shinto Tao that has been preached by everyone.

After Xiao Feng heard a monk say that Wen Qingye was also on the assassination list, he couldn't help but mutter: "It seems that these people are still very idle."

Wen Qingye smiled lightly and said, "Cultivation is not only self-cultivation, but also heart cultivation."

Bai Qing nodded beside him, and nodded with deep feeling.

The hustle and bustle of the world is a kind of experience, but also a kind of epiphany, for cultivation, blindly immersed in cultivation and unable to extricate themselves, the progress of cultivation must be flawed.

Wen Qingye walked along the street, walked for about an hour, saw the Yuxiang Building located not far away, smiled, and then walked over slowly.

"Objective, what do you eat?"

As soon as he sat down, a beautiful maid came over with a smile and asked softly.

Wen Qingye casually ordered a few dishes, beckoned Bai Qing and Xiao Feng to sit down, and then said to the two: "It seems that this matter is very successful."

Xiao Feng asked a little puzzled, "Hall Master, what do you mean?"

Wen Qingye smiled and said, "Look around, everyone is talking about the assassination, and the impact of this incident is extraordinary, isn't this the purpose of the murderer?"

Bai Qing immediately understood when he heard this, and immediately said: "What does the altar master mean is that the murderer deliberately caused panic in the Southern Immortal Court?

"En" Wen Qingye nodded and said, "I can't think of any other purpose other than this purpose."

"Your Excellency, good insight!"

Just as Wen Qingye finished speaking, a hoarse voice sounded behind the three of them.

Bai Qing and Xiao Feng both fought a spirit at the same time, and hurriedly became fully alert.

I saw a black-robed man walking over slowly, and behind the black-robed man, there were several black-clothed people, his breath was very calm, and his cultivation was neither high nor low.

The three of them wore black masks, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

The black-robed man opened his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "There is still a seat here, I wonder if I can sit here?"

"Arbitrary"

Wen Qingye glanced at the black-robed man, and immediately knew that this black-robed man was definitely not an ordinary person, his cultivation was unfathomable, even Bai Qing was inferior, he was definitely the top master of the Nine Netherworlds, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, could it be that he was here to assassinate me?

The black-robed man seemed to have known Wen Qingye for a long time, poured himself a cup of tea, and chuckled: "I'm very curious about Your Excellency's opinion, I wonder if Your Excellency can solve my doubts?"

Wen Qingye shook his head and refused: "I'm sorry, I only gave my friend a solution."

The black-robed man paused slightly when he heard the teacup that was originally placed on his lips, and said with a smile: "Then can we make a friend?"

Wen Qingye looked at the black-robed man, raised the teacup, and said with a smile: "Since you want to make friends, do you want to say your name first?"

"Your Excellency is right"

The black-robed man smiled and nodded, and then said, "My name is Yan Xunbei, I don't know what Your Excellency's name is?"

Wow!

As soon as the black-robed man's voice fell, Bai Qing's face suddenly changed greatly, and he stood up directly.

Yan Xunbei, the number one master of the Black Ice Terrace, the nightmare of everyone in the entire Nine Netherworlds, has cultivated to a very high level, and only one of the people he has assassinated so far has failed, and that is Da Luo Jinxian Li Tianhong, but he was also seriously injured.

There are also rumors that Yan Xunbei's strength is almost the same as the strength of the state king Dongfang Wuyun, although these are all rumors, but there is no strength at all, and these things will not come out of nowhere.

(End of chapter)