Chapter Ninety-Seven: Return to the Sect
"Ahh
Zhao Xing's figure flickered, flashing past He Shaofei, and then He Shaofei let out a terrible scream. His whole body collapsed limply, passed out, his left arm was detached from his body, he flew up, and then rolled in a circle in mid-air and fell to the ground.
"It's really ruthless, this is the grandson of the meritorious elder, just say that it is useless, and this person from Qingyun Peak is really strong. Looking at He Shaofei, who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog, the disciples of the Zixiao Sect whispered one after another.
And Jiang Yaocong, who was standing not far away and watching all this happen, his face was blue and white, very ugly. Seeing Jiang Yaocong standing in place, without the appearance of rescuing He Shaofei in the past, the other disciples of the Hall of Merit did not dare to act even more, and they all stood to the side, showing embarrassment.
"Senior brother, he's not dead, is he?" Chu Yunfan asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, I can't die, I have to take him back to the master. Zhao Xing also said lightly.
"Senior brother, I think this is about the same, don't let Master worry about this matter anymore, let them bring him back to the Hall of Merit. "The revenge that should be avenged is also avenged, Chu Yunfan really doesn't want to continue to make trouble with this matter, for fear of affecting the master and several senior brothers.
If you bring people back to Qingyun Peak, I am afraid that Li Yibai will not hesitate to erase He Shaofei from this world, and then Qingyun Peak and the Hall of Merit will really be endless. Now, his revenge is also avenged, He Shaofei's cultivation was abolished, and his left arm was broken, it is not easy for He Zhiyuan to restore him to his original state, even if he can really restore his original state, the price paid is definitely enough for him to drink a pot.
"Since you have spoken, junior brother, I respect your decision. Zhao Xing also pondered for a while and then said to the people in the Hall of Merit, "You people from the Hall of Merit still don't bring this waste back for treatment. ”
Zhao Xing also turned around and left here with Chu Yunfan and the others, no longer paying attention to He Shaofei who had passed out, and walked to the side to rest.
"Senior Brother He...... Senior Brother Ho...... Are you okay?" After Zhao Xingyi left, the disciples of the Hall of Merit who were standing beside He Shaofei hurriedly surrounded him, held up He Shaofei's upper body, and asked eagerly.
"Quick, stop the bleeding for Senior Brother He first. ”
The disciples of the Hall of Merit were busy with their hands and feet, feeding the pills, feeding the pills, and stopping the bleeding, and finally stabilized He Shaofei's injuries. However, his dantian has been abolished, his cultivation has been lost, and his left arm has been broken, so I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it when he wakes up.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and at this moment the sky was clear and blue. Gentle sunlight fell from the sky and fell on the people of the Zixiao Sect who had already lined up and waited for the Void Passage to return to the Kyushu Continent to open.
"Okay, three days have passed, and now I will notify Master Wen to open the Void Passage. The disciple of the Zixiao Sect, who held the only communication talisman in the sect, walked in front of everyone, stretched out his right hand, and spread out his palm. A purple light slowly rose from his palm, then disappeared in a flash, shattered, and turned into bits of purple light that pierced through the void.
After a moment of silence, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded.
In the sky above everyone, the void twisted for a while, and then suddenly collapsed and entered. A black singularity was like a black hole, swallowing everything around it, and the endless depth of black slowly expanded, and finally formed a huge black door, embedded in mid-air.
"Everyone entered one by one in order. ”
As soon as the voice fell, the person closest to the black giant gate immediately moved, and a team of three rushed into the giant gate at high speed.
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The back mountain of the Zixiao faction, somewhere in the valley.
After a year, a group of sect elders gathered again in this small valley.
After Wen Rujun, the deputy head of the Zixiao Sect, received the news from the Xuanwu Dimensional Realm, he immediately notified the elders in the sect to welcome the returning disciples.
Wen Rujun saw that the people were almost here, so he stepped out of the hillside, volleyed into the air, and walked into the air in the valley step by step.
With a wave of his right hand, nine exquisite beads flew out, hanging above the void, and the space around it was constantly distorting and changing, as if covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult for people to see.
Wen Rujun pinched a magic seal, pointed at the void, and hit the nine-song exquisite bead hanging in the void.
But seeing that the Nine Exquisite Beads emitted a hazy light, a rainbow-like colorful light burst out from the center of the Nine Exquisite Beads, piercing through the void. This light seemed to be soft and gorgeous, but it pierced the void directly, and a dark void door slowly expanded and formed under the gaze of everyone, and finally appeared completely in front of everyone.
"Boom......"
The huge void gate had just opened, and figures rushed out of it and landed in the valley.
"Finally back!" Chu Yunfan looked at everything familiar around him and felt very comfortable.
"Master is over there, let's go over. After Zhao Xingyi fell, his eyes swept and he saw Li Yibai standing on the hillside, so he led Chu Yunfan and the four of them to walk towards him.
"Disciple to meet Master!" Chu Yunfan and the five of them came to stand in front of Li Yibai, knelt down on one knee together, and asked Li Yibai for peace.
"It's good to come back, let's all get up. Li Yibai's face didn't seem to have any waves, but if you looked closely, you could see a trace of joy and excitement flashing in his eyes, and his tone was trembling slightly.
"Master, disciple has worried you. Chu Yunfan stood up and walked to Li Yibai's side.
"It's good to come back, it's all over. ”
"Master, there is one more thing that the disciple has to report to you. Zhao Xingyi frowned slightly and said, "The disciple abolished He Shaofei's cultivation in the Xuanwu Dimensional Realm, and cut off his left arm. ”
"Well, you do a good job, if you want to harm my disciple, you always have to pay a price, this is already cheap. Li Yibai nodded slightly, if he was allowed to deal with it, it would be to do nothing and wipe He Shaofei directly.
"Master, I'll go to Master Meng's side and say hello to his old man. Chu Yunfan said.
"Go ahead, he's worried about you too. As soon as Li Yibai finished speaking, he saw a figure flying over, and said with a slight smile: "Look, just now, Elder Meng can't wait to come." ”
Chu Yunfan turned around to look and saw a burly figure landing on the hillside, and walked over in a hurry.
"Disciple to see Master. Chu Yunfan knelt on one knee again, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully to the visitor.
"Get up, you're okay, Master is so happy. Meng Zhengtian helped Chu Yunfan up and walked in front of Li Yibai.
"Yun Fan was just saying that he was going over to say hello to you, but I didn't expect you to come over in a hurry. Li Yibai smiled faintly.
"Isn't it that I'm happy to see him safe and sound, so I can't wait to come and see for myself. Meng Zhengtian also laughed.
Just when Chu Yunfan was chatting happily and the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful, He Zhiyuan's father and son were in a different scene.
"Father, Shaofei will be fine, right?" He Shangchong stood beside He Zhiyuan, looking at the people who came out one by one, there was no son of his own, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Hmph, it's not a good thing for you to do, I usually see you are quite stable, but I didn't expect to poke such a big basket this time. What kind of person is Li Yibai? He was also a killing god back then!" He Zhiyuan scolded with hatred.
In fact, he was not worried, but after he saw that Chu Yunfan was safe, in addition to being slightly amazed at the size of his life, he was even more relieved. In his opinion, as long as Chu Yunfan is fine, the people of Qingyun Peak should not be too embarrassed He Shaofei is, and then he will make some compensation to Chu Yunfan, and this matter will be over.
After He Shangchong was scolded by He Zhiyuan, he suddenly fell silent and didn't dare to speak again.
"Look, it's less flying. He Shangchong saw a disciple of the Hall of Merit holding He Shaofei's right arm, and the other person was holding on to his left shoulder and brought him out.
"Shaofei!" He Shangchong looked at He Shaofei's empty left arm, his eyes suddenly rose with anger, his face was full of sadness, and before the words fell, the person had already appeared beside He Shaofei. There was He Zhiyuan who followed, but although there was anger in his eyes, he did not have such a gaffe as He Shangchong.
"Say, who made you like this, is it Chu Yunfan's little brute?" He Shang roared angrily, turned his head and looked angrily at Chu Yunfan, who was standing next to Li Yibai talking and laughing.
"Father, grandfather, you want to avenge me, Zhao Xingyi abolished my cultivation and broke my left arm. He Shaofei obviously hadn't recovered from his previous injuries, his face was as pale as paper, and after seeing He Shangchong and He Zhiyuan, the grievances in his heart seemed to have finally found an outlet, and tears flowed out.
"Shaofei, don't worry, my father will avenge you. He Shangchong gritted his teeth and said.
"Take it back for treatment first. He Zhiyuan suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice.
Looking at the backs of He Zhiyuan and the others who were far away, Meng Zhengtian said with a little worry: "Yun Fan, you all have to be careful next, I don't think He Zhiyuan will just give up." ”
"The disciples will pay attention. ”
"I haven't troubled him anymore, it's enough to give him face, if he dares to attack my disciples again this time, I will slaughter all his disciples He Zhiyuan. Li Yibai said slowly, his tone did not carry a trace of fireworks, but people couldn't help but feel a chill rising from his body.