The next day, Yuan Feng and his wife bid farewell to Shen Yun.

The latter did not hold back, and asked them to be messengers again. is still sending a letter to Wei Qingchen.

The two of them were naturally willing.

The next day, back to the border. The couple went to Stone Island to deliver the letter first.

Wei Qingchen was not there.

"When will Senior Wei come back?" Yuan Feng had to ask. Because when Shen Yun handed over a lower-grade storage bag to the two of them, he specially told him to hand it over to Senior Wei in person.

They were received by the rotating steward of the deacon's hall. He shook his head and replied, "Back to my uncle, Elder Wei has an explanation, and he will come back before the evening." ”

Yuan Feng looked at the sky, it was still an hour before the middle of the day. couldn't help but look at Shen Jiumei and smiled bitterly: "It seems that I can only sit and wait." ”

The disciples on the island are all his old subordinates. The steward was once a centurion under his command. Hearing this, a happy smile appeared on his face that was as tanned as a heavy jujube: "Uncle, aunt and grandmother, who have been tired for a long time, the disciple will go to arrange the guest house." ”

"No hassle. We've seen Elder Wei and we're leaving. Yuan Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Don't you talk about new things every day? If you are not free, find someone to tell us about the new things in the border in the past few days." ”

"You, and your aunt and grandmother, are not outsiders......" The shift manager was extremely embarrassed.

Yuan Feng interrupted: "I just came back from the mortal world, and in recent days, it has been even more exciting than singing a big opera." I wonder if there are any rumors on the side of Xianshan. ”

It turned out that I had misunderstood. The steward on duty scratched his head, and his face flashed with gossip: "The disciple is empty." It's going on in the mortal world, you're talking about a Ziwei Emperor over there, right?"

"Do you really know?" Yuan Feng chuckled, raised his hand and beckoned, "Come, sit down and talk slowly." ”

"Yes. The steward on duty put half of his butt on the Taishi chair at the bottom, sat down sideways, and said with a smile, "There are a lot of rumors. Disciples' retribution. ”

Yuan Feng and Shen Jiumei looked at each other and motioned for him to start.

"The first one is the Ziwei Emperor that the disciple just said. The steward on duty snapped his fingers and began to speak, "You and your aunt and grandmother have just returned from the mortal world, and the specific situation must be clearer than the disciple, so the disciple won't say much. The disciple only talked about the reaction of Xianshan's side. ”

Yuan Feng was in the middle of it, and nodded in agreement: "Okay." ”

The steward on duty spoke in detail.

After Emperor Ziwei ascended the throne in Xiandu, in the afternoon of the same day, the news spread on the border.

"Resurgence", "a farce"...... When people talk about it, almost no one agrees. But that's about it. Everyone is more of an attitude of setting up a stage to watch the show.

But by the next day, more details of the enthronement ceremony came in. Hearing the news of the "Descendants of the Heavenly God Sect", many people's attitudes began to become eager. And the rumors about the heirs of the Heavenly God Sect also increased quickly, and within half a day, it seemed to have become the hottest topic in the border. And, there is no one.

Soon, the details of this heir were also exposed. It is said that this is the person who is the border, and is the real owner of the Sanchun Teahouse.

Immediately afterwards, the Sanchun Tea House was crowded with people who rushed to hear the news. However, they haven't found out anything from the shopkeeper and the guys. The patrol arrived.

"According to investigation, Sanchun Teahouse hides evil demons and crooked ways. The patrol team was ordered to raid. ”

Everyone was kicked out. However, no one wanted to leave, and they all gathered outside the teahouse.

And the patrol team completely underestimated the attraction of the descendants of the Heavenly God Sect, and there was no shortage of Jindan real people in the crowd of onlookers. On the other hand, among the twenty team members sent by the patrol team, only two Jin Dan leaders were the team leader, and the rest were all building foundation realms.

In desperation, they had to acquiesce to the existence of the onlookers, and raided the Sanchun Teahouse in public.

Well, good luck this time. The Heavenly Dao is on their side. Soon, they found a secret room on the second floor, which contained dozens of formidable torture instruments.

For monks, the secret room or something, nothing. However, "collecting" torture instruments in a secret room is not something that a serious cultivator can do. What's more, the mere appearance of these torture instruments is terrifying, and each of them has a strong smell of blood, and some even have fresh blood stains on them. A discerning person can see at a glance that they are by no means a collection that satisfies a person's special needs, but a serious torture instrument.

It is not the evil devil who has done such things, but what is it?

Well, with these torture instruments, it is finally confirmed that the Sanchun Teahouse is guilty of hiding evil demons and crooked ways. The two Jindan team leaders looked at each other, and each other breathed a sigh of relief when they saw each other, and calmly ordered the team members to put the same seal on the torture instrument and move it out.

"Wronged, ......" Everyone in the Sanchun Teahouse, from the shopkeeper to the rough servants who cut wood and boiled water, saw that these torture instruments were bloodless, but this did not prevent them from crying out for injustice.

It's a pity that this is Xianshan. "Silence!" a Jin Dan team leader punched them a trick and said indifferently, "Tie up!"

It's just that they are mortal warriors, and they are all like being choked by an invisible hand, and they all have no sound. Then, the greeting of the bundle of fairy ropes came up. A dozen people were tied up in a long line.

"It's really a crooked demon......"

"The Heavenly God Sect has been out of news for more than two hundred years. Even if there is a heir, it will not come out like this. ”

The onlookers saw the glittering, bloodstained torture instruments, and turned their heads to each other. Most of them chose to believe in the patrol and gradually dispersed.

The patrol team was finally able to successfully seal the Sanchun Teahouse.

"Seal?" Yuan Feng was stunned, "They used the seal talisman?"

The steward replied, "Yes, it's the seal." It is said that after the seal, the Sanchun Teahouse looked like a large dirt bag that did not slip away. Not only could they not get in, but they couldn't see anything from the outside. ”

Shen Jiumei sneered: "I'm afraid that the border patrol team actually believes in rumors." "That's why I took possession of the land first.

"In addition to chance and treasure hunting, what else will the people of Xianshan care about?" Yuan Feng asked the rotating steward again, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes. Last night, a new rumor came out. This time, I'm talking about the Dragon Chart. There is a rumor that after the Immortal Court destroyed the Heavenly God Sect, it divided the treasures it collected into dozens of parts and buried them separately. The Dragon Map is a treasure map that marks these burial sites. The rotating steward said, "There is another way of saying that the dragon diagram is the dragon lock diagram. After destroying the Heavenly God Sect back then, the Old Immortal Emperor set up a dragon lock array, wanting to refine the dragon vein luck of the Heavenly God Sect, so that he could immediately soar in the day. As a result, he did not succeed until his death. The old immortal emperor didn't want to cheapen the immortal gate, so before he took a breath, he cut this picture into dozens of pieces of different sizes, so that the most trusted immortal servant secretly took it out of the immortal palace and hid it separately. Both of these statements have a nose and an eye, and they are spreading enthusiastically. ”

Elder Wei heard this rumor and hurriedly left the island.

This sentence, the steward on duty touched his nose and swallowed it back into his stomach decisively - it is not what it used to be. He is no longer a centurion under the general. The general became an uncle, and he was a disciple of Stone Island. There are some things that cannot be said.