After Elder Chen sent Zhao Ning and his party away, he followed the induction and went to find other incarnations.

The elders who stayed behind looked after Zhao Ning and interrogated them by the way, of course, they were finally annoyed by these gossiping little dolls.

Just when they thought that the matter was about to be resolved, suddenly news came from the Soul Hall that Elder Chen had actually fallen!

The disciples of the Beiming faction, since they entered the inner door, were required to go to the Soul Hall to light the soul lamp.

There are many means in the world of cultivating immortals, which can save people or harm people through the bloodline of the divine soul, and the importance of the divine soul to the monk is self-evident.

Lighting the soul lamp is not only the protection and importance of the sect to the disciples, but also has the meaning of supervision.

Therefore, once the disciples of the Great Gate Sect enter the inner gate, few people betray the sect.

The soul lamp of the Elder Peak Lord is taken care of by a special person, and the sect can know about it whenever there is a disturbance, which is why the news of Elder Chen's death can come out so quickly.

When the elders who remained in the Feilai Peak Hall heard the news, they were all shocked, and their hearts were worried, the situation had developed more seriously than they imagined!

On the other side, while the two little ones were still asleep, Cheng Li brought out the detained spirits and began to interrogate.

However, the other party seemed to have a lot of backbone and insisted on not cooperating, so he had to use extraordinary means.

Soul searching is brutal, but it's very useful.

first took advantage of his unpreparedness to imprison the other party's soul to prevent him from blowing himself up, and then searched for the soul, and in a blink of an eye, he finished browsing the other party's life.

It turned out that he was originally a casual cultivator, with dull qualifications, and he was only a foundation building monk after hundreds of years of cultivation.

One day, when he went to an ancient cave to explore, a white-bearded old Taoist appeared and said that he would give him an inheritance.

He thought that this was an opportunity given by God, and gladly accepted it, but he didn't expect it to be a conspiracy, and the white-bearded old Taoist took the opportunity to exchange souls with him in the name of inheritance.

This method is very strange, not as traceable as taking away, in addition, it seems that he also exploited the loophole of the Heavenly Dao, and did not descend the law, but he signed a master-servant contract with the other party.

Of course, the other party is the master, and he is the servant.

Since then, he has become this white-bearded veteran who is neither human nor ghost, and under the manipulation of the other party, he cultivated the secret method and infiltrated Feilai Peak.

After that, he began to arrange the formation on the hill little by little, trying to lure a few powerful juniors to perform this mysterious method and break into the Beiming faction.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xue is not an ordinary cub, if it is a powerful junior like Zhao Ning, he may really let them succeed.

After all, the ancient Buddha relics are not bad streets, even if they are powerful in the catastrophe, there are no special circumstances, and they will not be given to a junior who has not yet attracted qi into the body.

Cheng Li thought of this, and felt that things were a little tricky, this secret method was unheard of, unseen, and the other party was in the dark, no one knew how many people in the immortal cultivation world were controlled by it.

Just as he was thinking about it, the white-bearded old man's face suddenly distorted, and then he stayed in a strange look, staring at Cheng Li, grinning wickedly and crazy.

Cheng Li frowned, and with a wave of his sleeves, the already transparent soul body in front of him was shattered and annihilated.

"Evil cultivators?" he muttered, pinching his fingers, but the road ahead was not as clear as he imagined, and luck or misfortune were all five or five.

Without thinking about it anymore, he went to look at Cheng Xue and the two in the room, everything was normal, and then tore open the space and left.

After he left, Fu Wei, who was sleeping, suddenly struggled, Yin Tang turned black, one hand was desperately paddling, trying to catch something, and the other hand was also bruised, but it was firmly pressed by the fat cub who had no sleeping appearance next to him, and he couldn't move.

In the end, his eyebrows loosened, his anger spread, and his hand that had been struggling hung down weakly, and his red clothes looked hideous and weird.

However, this state did not last long, his complexion returned to normal, the black qi dissipated, the young man's face turned white and ruddy again, and the fat cub on the side snored, as if nothing had happened just now.

When Cheng Li came to Qingsang Peak, Sang Yun Ancestor was tweed there, and the spiritual liquid slowly flowed into the huge mouthparts of the cannibal flower, and after that, the man-eating flower seemed to burp and spewed out a smoky smell.

Seeing Cheng Li coming, Sang Yun patted this strange thing that was rare to see in the outside world, as if comforting a naughty child, and said with a smile: "Someone is coming, I'll feed you later!"

Twisting the stem, signaling that he knew, the man-eating flower staggered out in the pot.

"What are you doing?" Sang Yun asked with a smile as he took out the tea set and made tea.

Looking at the other party's smooth movements, Cheng Li said expressionlessly: "Don't say that you don't know the movements of the outside world!"

"You know, children's tricks, where is it worth worrying about you and me!"

"Do you know this secret method?"

"What do you know, but what if you don't know?"

"If you know, why let the other party do anything, is it possible that you want to train your juniors?"

"Your cub is so squeamish!"

"Don't worry about it!"

"If you continue like this, sooner or later you will hurt Xiao Xue'er!"

"She's different!"

"What's the difference, it's just that it's different to you!"

"I said, she's different!"

"Have you ever thought about what Fu Lan would think when she saw this porcelain doll after she got out of the customs?"

"She'll only be happy!"

"Oh, I'll see!"

The words were not speculative for more than half a sentence, the two parted unhappily, Cheng Li threw up his sleeves, and returned to Feiya Peak with cold air all over his body.

I thought about reminding me, but I didn't think that the other party didn't appreciate it at all, not only that, but I was ridiculed.

For Cheng Xue's education, he naturally has a number in his heart, and he is born to know it, even if he has no memory, his personality is stereotyped, and no matter how crooked he is, he can't go anywhere.

As long as her temperament is not crooked, when the time comes, she will be able to adapt to the world of cultivating immortals, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and she will be allowed to break through.

However, such a private matter should not be known to Sang Yun, after all, whether it is a seizure or reincarnation involves the secret of the womb, and no one can solve it.

As a parent, I don't think much about how others are, but I don't dare to guarantee it.

After Cheng Li left, Sang Yun sat in the hall, and bursts of steam rose from the fragrant tea, making her face look virtual and unpredictable.

After a while, the silence in the room was broken by a secret letter, and her face changed slightly, her mind fluctuated.

Elder Chen!

As the supreme ruler of the Beiming Sect's dark department, Sang Yun actually has a bottom on the enemy's movements this time.

The little mountain bag has become so weird, all because there is a fairy weapon.

It's just that this immortal weapon has never appeared in the immortal cultivation world, so it was confused by the other party for a while, but the Beiming faction is finally a top force with a foundation, and it found the clue before the other party made a move.

Sang Yun was not in a hurry to make a move, quietly observing the other party's intentions, and at the same time arranging the back hand to deal with all kinds of accidents, in fact, next to the mountain bag, there were already a few Tribulation Ancestors watching.

In addition to the few tribulation powers on the surface of the Beiming faction, there are a few others that no one can say clearly.

So everything is under the control of the sect, and the reason why this game is not directly broken is also because of the recent undercurrents in the sect, Jiang Wan'er's "chance", and Wang Juhammer's tyranny, all of which have made the top leaders of the Beiming faction scratch their heads.

Take this opportunity to let the enemy be in the light, I am in the dark, find out the other party's intentions, and exercise the disciples by the way, and in the end, I can get an immortal weapon for nothing.

It's just that it didn't come to fruition, but it lost a formation master in the merger period!

Just when Sang Yun had a headache, another secret letter came, and he waved it away casually to see that the immortal weapon on the small mountain bag was gone!

Sang Yun, who learned the news, sighed in his heart: "Oh, it's okay!"