This kind of flame charm is only available to Fu Yun and Senior Brother Fu Yuhui.

So, what is Fu Yu doing here?

"Pavilion Master, Fu Yu has been here, he may know what happened, so I'll go and get him back." One of the disciples also recognized the initiator of the accident.

In the afternoon, Fu Yu rested, he always liked to go to lively places, and he must have something to do when he came to this remote place.

Fu Yun raised his hand, "Find out the identity of the deceased first...... When did there be so many Jindan Realm masters in Qingzhou? ”

He suspected that this person was an undercover agent of Fu Zong.

Ziwei Pavilion has not been subservient for a day or two, Fu Sect's side is on guard everywhere, and Fu Yun is very suspicious that this person is an undercover agent of Fu Zong.

The disciple hesitated for a moment, "Okay." ”

He suddenly remembered something, "Pavilion Master, did you say that it would be the Seventh Elder of the Ethereal Illusory Mansion and his entourage who did these things?" ”

Everyone knows that Wen Yi came to Qingzhou, and she once had a bad relationship with the pavilion master.

Maybe she wanted to come to Qingzhou to visit the pavilion owner, and then she was entangled by ghosts who didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and she wanted to buy a gift for the pavilion owner and was cheated by the shopkeeper, so she asked the masters who accompanied her to help.

Well, that's definitely the case!

"It's not a thermometer." Fu Yun thought of Wen Yi's nymphomaniac face with a faint pain, she had too many bad roots in her body, not to mention perfection, and she didn't even reach the level of excellence:

"No one in the Ethereal Illusion Mansion cultivates the Ruthless Sword, Wen Yi walks the Affectionate Dao."

Those who take this path are destined not to live in peace, and the male cultivators around them come and go, faster than changing clothes.

Fu Yun also wanted to try it with Wen Yi, but he didn't want to know the result.

Imperfection means that all are defects.

Before Wen Yi crossed the catastrophe, he received a marriage proposal, and Fu Yun sent someone to withdraw from the marriage.

When the disciple came back, Fu Yun learned that there were ten male cultivators who quit the marriage at the same time, the disciple was dumbfounded, but Fu Yun didn't take it seriously, everything was expected.

"Also, the Seventh Elder doesn't like cold places, how can he come to Qingzhou." The disciple bowed backwards.

After dealing with this matter, Fu Yun flashed to the edge of the ancient ruins thousands of miles away.

It was a valley with a fierce murderous and monstrous resentment that had turned it into a barren land, with sparse vegetation growing on the hills on either side, and every stone and tree on the ground engraved with charms or pressed rune paper.

A light pink fog filled the distance, and the further inside, the fog became thicker and thicker, and finally turned a blood-red.

The disciples of Ziwei Pavilion built a watchtower at the top of each mountain peak in order to observe the changes around them, and the range that could be observed was very small.

This place is guarded by the elite disciples of Ziwei Pavilion at all times to prevent people from breaking in and losing their lives, and it is also the first barrier against the ruins.

"Click-"

There was a sound of felling not far away, and Fu Yun followed the prestige, only to see a disciple with gloves soaked in Fu water cutting down a tree.

The felled tree emitted a thick air of death, and red blood flowed from the knife edge.

At this time, a disciple came over and saluted Fuyun:

"Since a month ago, an inexplicable thing fell into the ruins, and the monsters inside have been crazy trying to escape, parasitic on flowers and trees one by one."

Fu Yun didn't listen to what the disciple said the whole time, his eyes fell on her messy hair, and he waited for the other party to finish speaking: "Go and freshen up." ”

The disciple's face turned red, "Yes, Sect Master." ”

Fu Yun not only has high requirements for himself, but also demands perfection from the people around him.

Half a month later is the annual festival of the gods, when there are immortals in charge, and the monsters in the secret realm will be hidden, not so active.

Every year at this time, the Fu Sect will send disciples to the ancient ruins to practice.

For thousands of years, no one has ever entered the core of the ruins, and according to legend, there are treasures left behind by ancient immortals.

Fu Yun has made up his mind to investigate and build a future for Ziwei Pavilion.

......

Wen Yi waited for Fu Yu to seal all the fish roe before asking:

"Why is it that there are rumors everywhere in Qingzhou City that the Seven Elders of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion are here? Is she really coming? ”

Fu Yu held the urn jar in her arms like a baby, "It's just a legend, it's not certain whether she will come or not, but she likes my senior brother, maybe she will really come." ”

As he spoke, a voice came from outside the door:

"The Seventh Elder is already in Qingzhou, God, she will definitely go to Ziwei Pavilion to see the Pavilion Master, how can the Pavilion Master have time to ignore her."

"The person who released the news also said that she had disguised herself and didn't know what she had in mind."

"I definitely want to surprise the Pavilion Master! I have seen the Seven Elders from afar, and their appearance matches the Pavilion Master very well, they are very good-looking, and they are so flowery. ”

"Don't talk about it, it's time to prepare something for the festival of the gods."

“......”

Wen Yi didn't understand why they even knew about their own disguise.

Could it be 'Lingyuan Venerable'?

She remembered that the magical book could not only summon thunder and lightning, but also knew the history of the past and present very clearly, and also had a certain ability to foresee.

"I got married that day, and I went on behalf of my senior brother." Fu Yu couldn't help but think of the scene when he stepped into the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion that day.

That was the first time he had stepped into the gate of the Six Sects.

Before reaching the main peak of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, I saw the mountains floating in the air, the towering palace, the Qionglou Yuyu, and the majestic atmosphere.

Each peak and each vein has its own characteristics.

The white clouds on the main peak of the Cloud Palace are constantly changing, conjuring up endless and vast knowledge.

Just by taking a look at Fu Yu from a distance, I felt like I had opened up the second pulse of Ren Du, and my brain instantly brightened, which was very easy to use!

They stopped ten miles away from the Ethereal Peak, walked into the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, and followed the disciples of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion to Wenyi's Ethereal Peak.

This peak hangs high above the sky, you can see rare and exotic beasts everywhere, the aura is rich, the pavilions and pavilions are all luxurious, and the momentum is magnificent.

When the fairy child of the Ethereal Peak heard the reason for his origin, he joked: "This is the tenth letter of divorce today." ”

After speaking, Xiantong laughed, "Everyone, the peak master is not here, you have received the divorce letter, please go back." ”

Wen Yi saw Fu Yu in a daze, and suddenly asked, "You went to get out of the marriage?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Yu nodded obediently, "Wen Yi, it's your first time in Qingzhou, if it's okay, I'll take you around tomorrow?"

The festival is about to begin, this is the most important festival in Qingzhou, and it is very lively. ”

Wen Yi helped him deal with profiteers and taught him how to store fish roe, and Fu Yu had a good impression of her.

Wen Yi likes to be lively, and it would be good if he could play with the fragments of the fairy sword in Qingzhou, "Who are you worshipping on the god festival, what's so fun?" ”

Fu Yu: "Paying tribute to the prince Shen Yu who ascended thousands of years ago." ”

When it comes to festival celebrations, he gushes endlessly, and from time to time asks Wen Yi how he feels after listening to it, if he is doing well.

When Wen Yi was suspicious, Fu Yu was very nervous.

The corners of Wen Yi's mouth curled, and Fu Yu danced excitedly.

Shen Yu didn't know when he sat next to Wen Yi and quietly listened to the ritual of sacrificing to the gods, and the memories of thousands of years ago, wave after wave, rushed into his mind like a tide.