Tai Chi Venerable withdrew the black and white Tai Chi Sword, and with a sweep of the gray Dao robe, all the disciples of the Tianyi Sect underground fell on a Tai Chi Liangyi diagram.

"After the Heavenly Demon Palace is over, if the Daoist friends of Fucang have some time, it is better to think about how to appease the Daoists of the Shanhai Academy. It's time for me to go back to the sect and tell you."

When Lin Qi heard this, he suddenly realized.

She said that the ancestor had just come to Heaven and Earth to cross the Immortal Spring, how could he know so many things?

Dare to love that she took over the task of the sect and came to help Venerable Jin'an pick up people back.

There really aren't so many coincidences in the world.

After being reminded by Venerable Taiji, Venerable Fu Cang finally remembered the Shanhai Academy, where his disciple had almost died.

With a turn of his gaze, the old scholar Venerable of Shanhai Academy had already taken the two remaining remnant seedlings to board an unfolded book and was ready to leave.

Seeing his gaze coming, the old pedant blew his beard and glared at him, obviously itching with hatred.

I'm afraid I'm going to go back and file a complaint.

Fu Cang: "......"

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

Venerable Fu Cang raised his hand and shouted at the old scholar of Shanhai Academy, and at the same time Lin Qi spoke.

She and Venerable Fu Cang spoke at the same time, attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Qi adhered to the concept of respecting the old and loving the young, and raised his hand to Venerable Fucang to make a gesture of invitation.

"Say it first."

The atmosphere was a bit weird for a while.

Venerable Fu Cang retracted his gaze and shouted at Han Yuanzi, "Han Daoyou, this matter is big, and it is a matter of the relationship between the two sects."

"Those two disciples of yours just said that they hadn't seen the other disciples, not that the other disciples of Shanhai Academy really died."

Han Yuanzi pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile, and his white beard was full of depression and ridicule.

"What is the opinion of Fu Cang Daoyou?"

Venerable Fu Cang also has a certain right to speak in Bihai Pavilion.

Now that Venerable Heyuan has offended and killed Venerable Taiji, if their Bihai Pavilion makes a feud with Shanhai Academy again, if they don't solve the hidden danger sooner, who knows what will happen in the future?

"I, Bihai Pavilion, am willing to send another monk into the Heavenly Demon Palace to find someone!"

Venerable Fu Cang looked around and added, "We are bound to bring out all the surviving disciples in the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

Han Yuanzi was slightly moved.

Luo Ci, who had been suppressed on the flying magic weapon, suddenly opened his mouth, "There are no living people anymore!"

All eyes were on him.

Luo's fair-skinned face revealed a bit of seriousness.

He repeated it earnestly, "The monks from the outside world have fled, they have died, and there is no living mouth left in the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

The tone was incredibly affirmative.

As soon as the words fell, the faces of Shanhai Academy were like black charcoal, and they sank together.

The eyes that looked at Venerable Fu Cang were extremely unkind.

Venerable Fu Cang snorted, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Luo Ci glanced at Lin Qi in the air, and his gaze fell on Venerable Tai Chi again.

He suddenly opened his mouth, learning from Lin Qi, looking aggrieved, "Ancestor, I'm not wrong!"

A faint aroma of tea is unrestrained.

Venerable Tai Chi still looked like he was smiling and groaning.

Lin Qi calmly introduced on the side, "Ancestor, that's my third junior brother, Luo Ci."

Venerable Tai Chi didn't seem to be a stranger, and bowed slightly, "Can you sense the things in the Heavenly Demon Palace?"

Luo Ci subconsciously glanced at Lin Qi, and then nodded obediently, "After getting the Heavenly Demon Scepter, I can sense some of the situation in the Heavenly Demon Palace."

Lin Qi: "......"

She didn't understand what Luo's eyes meant.

Venerable Fu Cang had a heart attack for a while, and he always felt that he had been unlucky recently, and he was at odds with Tianyi Sect.

Facing the unkind gazes around him, Venerable Fu Cang fled and hurriedly left with Venerable Heyuan and the other Bihai Pavilion monks.

They walked too fast, and they looked like they were running away.

The other sects looked at the back of the Bihai Pavilion monk, and some wanted to laugh, but they couldn't hide their anger and sadness.

Seeing that the people of Shanhai Academy were full of low and depressed breath and were about to leave, Lin Qi hurriedly called out to stop them.

"Please stay!"

Her crisp voice was a little abrupt at the moment.

Lin Qi didn't procrastinate this time, she opened the storage space and arranged a batch of corpses in a neat manner.

It also included the corpses of several Bihai Pavilion Infant Monks.

Lin Qi was afraid that the hatred value would be too much, and he would be targeted by some people in Bihai Pavilion, so he didn't take it out.

Now that everything is understood, it's her turn to collect the debt!

She picked up people along the way and picked up a lot of corpses by the way, some of which she couldn't tell which sect they belonged to, so she simply laid them all out neatly and let them claim them by themselves.

Dozens of corpses were lined up, covered with white cloths, which was still very deterrent.

She was humble and calm.

"Seniors. I took these Daoists all the way to break the formation and left the Heavenly Demon Palace, and by the way, I helped many Daoists collect the corpses, but my strength is limited, and I don't know how many of them are sect disciples."

As soon as the words fell, many of the other three sect disciples had red eyes.

There was even a god monk who came to sit in the town and shouted, "Tong'er!"

A group of monks who were far away stepped forward one after another, and their steps revealed great eagerness.

One by one, they fell next to the corpses, their eyes red and the tip of their noses sour.

Except for the four Yuan Infant corpses in Bihai Pavilion, which were lonely, the other corpses were surrounded by people.

One by one, the names were called, and the shouts of forbearance and weeping sounded one after another.

Looking at this group of people who were crying, Lin Qi couldn't help but sigh.

Venerable Tai Chi suddenly turned his head and asked her softly, "But it hurts to see it?"

Lin Qi: "......"

She hesitated for a moment, but decided to answer honestly,

"Disciple regrets it again. The body should be taken out before Venerable Fu Cang leaves."

Afraid that the wall has ears, some people are estranged when they hear it, and Lin Qi also added a high-sounding sentence.

"At least then they have a place to vent their grief and anger."

Venerable Taiji tilted his head and glanced meaningfully at his own disciples.

At the moment when Lin Qi's words fell, there were obviously a lot of cries paused, followed by even more resentful cries, with a bit of forbearance.

The god Zhenjun, who originally called Tong'er, was holding the corpse of a young girl, his eyes red.

"I'm going to kill those brutes in the Blue Sea Pavilion!"

"The child I worked so hard to raise died tragically at the hands of others, and there is nothing I can do?!"

A group of monks around him hurriedly dissuaded him.

There are quite a few monks who have the same reaction.

There was a lot of sorrow, a wail and chaos.

At the beginning, for the sake of the interests of the sect, how many people suppressed the hatred in their hearts and were forced to forget everything?

The initial struggle to resist was suppressed.

I thought that time could dilute the pain of losing friends and relatives.

Seeing a familiar corpse in front of him, even a Mahayana monk could not remain indifferent.

They used to be sisters, brothers, or grandchildren.

They have cultivated together, competed together, maybe they have quarreled and fought, and their relationship is close and bad.

Now it is separated by yin and yang.