The sky above the Xuanling Pavilion was shrouded in dreak and panic. The little disciples with low cultivation did not dare to go out alone, and they also gathered in groups during the day, and they hid in the room when it was dark.

In the council chamber, everyone was silent.

"Xuanling Pavilion has always been low-key, never takes the initiative to cause trouble, and has a good relationship with the surrounding sects, it shouldn't be their doing. ”

Shi Jie's investigation today was fruitless, and he felt embarrassed at this time, so he took the initiative to break the silence.

Deacon Li looked up and glanced at the master.

"Elder Shijie and the head of the sect, don't forget, we just offended Caiyun Pavilion yesterday. ”

The head frowned slightly, displeased.

"Caiyun Pavilion has always been above board, how can you use this kind of indiscriminate means, this kind of thing will not be said in the future!" The most important thing is that if Caiyun Pavilion really wants to deal with Xuanling Pavilion, it doesn't bother to play Yin at all, just send two or three Taiyin Realm masters to it, and you can crush Xuanling Pavilion to death.

Although the head of the house issued a ban, Deacon Li's words still quietly spread out.

"Hmph, it's all the fault of the clothes, in order to compete and win, he offended Caiyun Pavilion and caused his fellow disciples to die tragically. ”

"Caiyun Pavilion, it's not like that, it's just a competition, how can you harm the people of Xuanling Pavilion because of this?"

"Don't forget, at that time, the little emperor and grandson of Shufeng rushed away in a hurry, and he didn't give the head face at all. Besides, with Elder Amano in the array, flying flies can be found when they come in, except for the people of Caiyun Pavilion, who can bring in blood-sucking monsters?"

On the afternoon of the day when the rumors spread, the disciples of Caiyun Pavilion who were stranded in Phantom Heaven City suddenly sent someone to spread the word, the disciples of Xuanling Pavilion were arrogant and arrogant, and they wantonly insulted the dignity of the emperor and grandson, and the master of the Emperor of Shufeng, Elder Fengxing, would come with his disciples in three days to learn a thing or two with the Fuyi faction.

When the news spread, the entire Xuanling Pavilion exploded, some accused Caiyun Pavilion of bullying people too much, and some complained that they were eager to implicate Xuanling Pavilion.

Everyone has their own opinions.

Just when the disciples were arguing, the person concerned was sitting in the room without distractions to comprehend the sword intent, and all day, she didn't take half a step out of the room, and kept repeating every move and style of Zimo, and in the end, she could see the slightest hint of Zimo's move when she closed her eyes.

But even so, she couldn't feel anything but killing intent.

Fu Yi was so focused that he didn't even notice the movement in the yard.

The most discussed among the disciples in the pavilion was sympathy for Uncle Qi Jin. The Fengxing Elder of Caiyun Pavilion, cultivated to the Purple Cloud Realm, is famous for his sword energy, and is the number one master in the entire Caiyun Country.

And Qi Jin is only Zhu Xiajing's cultivation, the two are really opposed, I am afraid that I will be abused by others, and the crying father and mother will not be able to find the north.

Qi Jin was so angry when he heard that he beat the banyan tree in the courtyard to pieces, but because the head of the family had not yet reached a conclusion on this matter, he could only endure it for the time being, but he wanted to tear his clothes to pieces in his heart.

Caiyun Pavilion's popularity, decisive and ruthless, Qi Jin once watched his battle with others when he was on a mission, it was a loose cultivator of the same level as him, and the terrifying sword aura that filled the sky still made him feel terrified when he thought about it.

Thinking of the future, Qi Jin couldn't sit still anymore, he went out to the Medicine Hall to ask Deacon Li for some pills that could temporarily improve his strength.

At the door of Jiyue Hall, a little disciple stretched out his head and called Uncle Qi Jin. After a long time, no one answered. Just as he was about to leave, the clothes came out.

When the little disciple saw Fu Yi, his originally respectful expression became a little disdainful, and it was obvious that he also felt that Fu Yi was causing trouble to Xuanling Pavilion in order to express himself.

Fuyi felt something, but she didn't care, since her father's death, she didn't know how much she had seen such a hurtful look, and she had already learned to ignore it automatically.

"Senior brother, is there something wrong?"

The little disciple said coldly: "The head of the house, please ask Senior Uncle Qi Jin to go, please let my senior sister know." After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for his clothes to answer.

Fu Yi didn't know what Caiyun Pavilion was going to come in three days, she watched the figure of the little disciple quickly disappear into the twilight, and then she realized that the banyan tree in the courtyard was sparsely photographed.

Obviously, no one here dared to be so angry except Qi Jin, looking at Qi Jin's closed door, Fu Yi was a little hesitant to knock on the door.

With this hesitation, it was dark. Fu Yi didn't dare to rub it any longer, and hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Master, are you there?"

After waiting for a moment and no one answered, she spoke again.

"Master, are you there, the head of the sect invites you to go to the meeting. ”

This time she waited longer, and there was still no movement inside. Fuyi was about to turn around, when the door suddenly "clicked" open.

Fuyi stood still, waiting for Qi Jin to come out, but there was no one for a long time.

"Master, you're here. ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand to push the door open a little more, and as soon as her hand was forced, the door suddenly opened by itself, and she stepped into the door with her clothes in her hand.

"Master. She hurriedly looked up and looked around, but she didn't see Qi Jin's figure, only a gorgeous delicate flower on the corner of the table on the wall.

The gaze of the flicker was glued to it, and it could no longer be taken away. The shallow fragrance of flowers dragged her forward, and she felt that her brain was blank, and she couldn't see anything else in her eyes except the flower.

It wasn't until she tripped over a chair that she suddenly remembered that this was Qi Jin's room.

Obviously, Qi Jin was not there, but she trespassed, he didn't want to see her, if he found out that she was uninvited, he didn't know how he would punish her.

Thinking of this, Fu Yi hurriedly turned around and prepared to leave.

"Bang!" the door closed suddenly.

Whisk looked around again, but there was no one, only the flowers on the table writhed a few times.

She reached for the door, but it looked like someone had been nailed and wouldn't pull it at all.

Whisk finally felt that something was wrong.

"Master, is that you?" she forced herself to calm down, sensing carefully.

She was sure that Qi Jin was not there, and there was no one in this room. Then her gaze fell on the flower in the corner of the table.

This flower is strange, it has no roots, but it can stand on the table, and it can swing without wind even though there is no wind.

This flower is bright in color, the fragrance is light but not greasy and intoxicating, the shape is unique, if you look closely, you will see that this flower is like a lip, and the man-eating flower said by Zimo is no different.

How could Qi Jin have such a thing here? In a flash of lightning, she thought of yesterday's murder, could it be that this was a man-eating flower controlled by evil thoughts?

The next moment, the cannibal flower grew rapidly, and the gorgeous petals grew out like a long tongue, covering most of the room in the blink of an eye, and the petals opened their mouths and closed them densely, looking very numb.

She didn't care so much about her clothes, so she conjured up a spell and made a trick according to the secret technique taught by her father. At the moment when the petals like a long tongue swept towards her, a dagger made of green light broke through the air and nailed the petals to the floor, and Fu Yi held a green sword and slashed at the cannibal flower's big mouth.