From this, it can be deduced that there are two benefits that Feng Yiju can get: weaken the Dongyun factions and shepherd the prison ghosts!

Hell ghosts will suck living beings, and this is likely how Nuan Yu was formed.

And Dongyun, who is in chaos, has absolutely no shortage of captured monks.

If Qingyuanmen also had the idea of beating these captives, then his inference would not be wrong.

Prison ghosts are animals that can be easily inhabited.

Then it shouldn't be a big deal to cut off a batch of Hu from Feng Yiju here, right?

Su He divided the water and swam in the direction of the Royal Beast Valley, where there were more disciples to attract prison ghosts.

Halfway through, he heard a long howl, and two sword lights headed towards the Hall of Eternal Life.

Ge Laodao kicked open the door of the Hall of Eternal Life and Qiao Changlun stepped in. There are only two people in the hall, Feng Yiju and the scholar, and their eyes are facing each other.

"Uncle Ge, Uncle Qiao. But there was an accident? Feng Yiju arched his hand and asked, these two people have the wrong breath, where have they been attacked by the prison ghost?

The scholar on the side stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Master, uncle." ”

"Get out!" Qiao Changlun glanced at him.

The scholar opened his mouth, didn't dare to speak, saluted respectfully to the three people in the hall, turned around and walked out of the Hall of Eternal Life, and closed the door of the hall with his hand.

The Palace of Eternal Life has its own miraculousness, and it is difficult for outsiders to check the door of the temple when it is closed.

After closing the door, the scholar smiled, and Master and Uncle Ge must have seen a lot and had to come to the master. You don't have to hide from Master and get beaten every day.

Well, the boss may have to be beaten again.

Awesome.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, Feng Yiju still looked elegant: "Two senior uncles, what are you doing with such murderous spirits?" Isn't it going to beat your nephew again? ”

He paused for a moment and covered his face with his sleeves: "Uncle Shi, don't slap your face this time!" ”

Ge Laodao's beard twitched.

Qiao Changlun looked at Feng Yiju: "The head of the family does have hills and valleys, but we are only more than a thousand years old, very young, not to the point where we can't move, right?" Why did the sect hide its existing plans from us? Don't you think we can't be trusted? ”

Feng Yiju was silent for a moment: "Why did Uncle Shi say this?" ”

"Chiyang!" Ge Laodao spat out a name.

Feng Yiju was stunned for a moment, and his face was puzzled: "Senior Brother Chi, what's wrong?" ”

Qiao Changlun shook his head and chuckled: "The head is afraid that we will cheat you?" ”

Ge Lao Dao looked at Feng Yiju's eyes, and said leisurely: "Prison ghost, Nuan Yu, if it's not enough, Peng Po of the Heavenly Peerless Gate is killed by Lao Dao himself, Lao Dao is not so confused that he can't tell the life and death of the enemy - but he can't distinguish the life and death of his own people, Ge Hong is still alive, right?" ”

His voice had become a little resentful in the back of his voice.

My uncle really didn't have a brother or sister. Ge Hong's father is Ge Laodao's younger brother and Feng Yiju's master, and the two grew up together.

Feng Yiju stopped talking.

"Why are you waiting for me?" Qiao Changlun asked.

Feng Yiju smiled and shook his head: "Don't hide it, the elders allow me to take the entire Qingyuan Gate on an adventure?" Don't hide it—" He looked at Ge Laodao.

"Uncle Shi is a good drinker, he can preach with the turtle for three days after drinking, but do you know that the news will not be leaked?"

Ge Laodao grew his mouth, looking like he had been poked in the foot, and he wanted to refute but didn't know what to say, so he could only snort and mumble some words such as "divine beast" and "dragon turtle" that made people unclear.

He looked at Qiao Changlun again: "Don't hide it, all the uncles may act in a drama for sixty years?" ”

Qiao Changlun didn't speak.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why do you have to do this?" Qingyuan Gate guards the three thousand Qingyuan Mountain, the boundary of the Qingyuan Territory, is it not good to live a good life? ”

Feng Yiju's face flashed with struggle, and he said after a while: "Do the two senior uncles know, where did the ghost come from in the prison?" ”

Ge Laodao frowned: "Isn't it eternal, discovered by us three hundred years ago?" ”

Feng Yiju shook his head: "The Prison Ghost Space is a special space, I accidentally entered it three hundred and fifty years ago, but at that time, the Prison Ghost Space was under the Fulong Prison in Taibai Temple!" ”

Ge Laodao and Qiao Changlun suddenly raised their heads, their eyes were violent, and they stared at Feng Yiju.

Feng Yiju laughed and touched the top of the bronze crane next to the throne of the master: "Whoever holds the bull's ear in Dongyun Mountain will have a prison ghost space." Do you know what this means? ”

The two of them gasped, Nuan Yu came from the prison ghost, and Nuan Yu was only available in the Ten Great Immortal Sects......

Xuantianmen!

"Life and death are in the hands of others, does Uncle Qingyuan dare not resist?"

Ge Laodao opened his mouth: "Then there is no need to hide it from me!" ”

"All of you have been in charge of a round, don't you hide it from me?"

Qiao Changlun waved his hand: "What are you going to do next?" Releasing the prison ghost, Qingyuan has lost more than 700 disciples on this day alone! ”

This is not a fake death like Ge Hong, it is really being sucked by the prison ghost under his nose.

Feng Yiju looked at the gate of the Hall of Eternal Life: "Of the seven hundred people, more than one hundred and thirty people are true Qingyuan disciples, and the rest are all spies of various factions. ”

It is led by the mountain protection array, and every effort is made to let the Qingyuan disciples have a golden pagoda in their hands, and death and injury are still inevitable in the chaos.

"Next, there will be more deaths in Qingyuanmen!" Feng Yiju's tone is gentle, but it is murderous.

Qiao Changlun squinted his eyes, thoughtful.

Feng Yiju turned to Ge Lao and said, "How does Uncle Shi know that the prison ghost can produce warm jade?" ”

Above the water, Su He suddenly jumped out of the water, looked at the Qingyuan disciples who were chased and killed by the prison ghosts on the shore, and roared violently: "Roar! Evil beast An dares to hurt my Qingyuan disciple! ”

With a roar, the waves swept the huge dragon turtle towards the shore.

The disciples on the shore struggled to escape, the golden pagoda above him flickered and dimmed, and the true yuan of the monk locked in the golden pagoda was about to be exhausted.

Hearing the shouting behind him, the disciple turned around and saw the divine beast in the door, and pounced on it with the waves, his face was happy and then shocked, there was no golden pagoda on the divine beast!

"Let's go! Hurry up, the people imprisoned in my golden pagoda have been consumed to death, and I can't protect you, hurry up! He was anxious.

"How can there be a disciple who guards the mountain and the beast?"

Su He opened his mouth and roared: "Roar! ”

The divine power was unleashed, and the prison ghosts chasing the disciples disappeared in an instant. The disciple also rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.

There was still an anxious look on his face.

Su He put away the warm jade and thought thoughtfully.

Master asked him to save Qingyuan's fellow sect, that is, this ability is not afraid of being known - Nuan Yu has always come from the top ten immortal sects, and the top ten immortal sects are well-informed. The dragon turtle divine power can bombard and kill the prison ghosts, and it must have known for a long time!

In other words, there is a dragon turtle in Qingyuan Gate - when the news spreads, the news that others should know has already been known.

When you save people, it's not too much to shout righteous and awe-inspiring words in your voice to win a good reputation, right?

Fame is a good thing, sometimes better than swords and money.

I, Dragon Turtle, cherish Qingyuan's disciples more than myself - warm jade or something is just piggybacking.

Even if Shenwei does not distinguish between enemies and me, the rescued person is likely to be stunned, which is a bit troublesome, and there are prison ghosts everywhere at this time, but he can't let him stand here like this.

A sailor carried the unconscious disciple, and the huge waves swept Su He towards the interior of Qingyuan Gate.

Outside the Hall of Eternal Life, Ge Lao Dao looked proud.

"It turned out to be the Kamui of the dragon tortoise!" Feng Yiju nodded, he had collected a lot of dragon turtle information in the past half a year, and even had a unique book in the cultivation world, and his understanding of dragon turtle was no longer comparable to half a year ago.

It's just that I didn't know that Dragon Turtle Kamui could also kill prison ghosts, which was a surprise.

He chuckled and shook his head.

The dragon turtle has improved a lot, and he already knows how to make a name for himself.

At this moment, on the Flowing Light River connecting Dongyun Mountain to Xuantian Gate, Qiu Hu was a little uneasy.

The Xuantian Gate is still far away, and it will not be able to arrive until tomorrow evening at the earliest, and it has been used to communicate the door by special means in the door before, and the Qingyuan Gate has been clearly explained.

It's a pity that the content contained in the summons law is limited, so he can only be a little more detailed - compared to the prison ghosts raging, the dragon turtle bloodline possessed by the turtle in Qingyuanmen is likely to be high, and this kind of thing should be classified as "omitted" anyway, right?

If anything is delayed because of this, it will not be blamed on him. It's only to blame for the summons given by the Foreign Affairs Hall!