Master Bodhi, this name, reminded Yuan Qi of the Bodhi tree in his hometown, and couldn't help but ask the master curiously.

"This man is amazing, the battle between the demons back then, thanks to his timely arrival, holding the wand of the descending wand, the force is wild!" Tuke seemed to remember a long time ago, and whispered in response as he drank.

"So powerful!" Yuan Qi was surprised, although he couldn't understand what the master said about the battle of righteousness and demons, but he was no stranger to the magic wand among the ten ancient gods, and he could get the approval of the artifact, this staff bearer was by no means simple.

"Master Wanqing, who is this?" During the conversation, Master Puguang moved his gaze to Tuke, and asked suspiciously, he has come here every year to congratulate, but he has never seen this person.

"This is Tuke, the sword-wielding elder of this sect, who has not participated in the Mu Sword Festival for a long time, so the master feels that his eyes are angry!" Wan Qing said.

"Uh!" Master Puguang greeted, "Brother Tuke is justified!

"Hehe! the master has won the prize, I will toast you when we meet for the first time!" Tuke took a drink from his glass.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Puguang hurriedly ran into a cup with Tuke, drank it all, sighed, and said, "It's a pity to say, the three major sects back then, how majestic they were, and now there are only two factions left!"

Wan Qing nodded: "Although the current Demon Sect has been driven out of the Central Plains for many years, its foundation here has never been broken, and I don't know what new creations have been made over the years, so I can't take it lightly! And the seal of Penglai Island is the most important thing, and it can't be ignored! I plan to wait for a few days after the end of the Immortal Sword Conference, select a few disciples, and go down the mountain to patrol!"

"That's very good, I, Bodhi Temple, will also send disciples to go with me!" Master Puguang agreed.

As he was talking, there was a sudden sound of fast footsteps outside the door, and he saw a Qingcheng disciple hurriedly come in and said, "Master, the two protectors of Feng Luo and Yun Fan are back!"

Before Wan Qing could speak, two famous men appeared in the hall, burly and resolute, saluted Wan Qing in unison and said, "See the master!"

Wan Qing's face changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice: Why did you come back, but what happened?"

"Recently, we have found traces of the Demon Sect near the Penglai Sea!"

"How many people, have you found out their purpose?" Wan Qing asked calmly.

"The incident happened in Anping Village, south of the Penglai Sea, and when we arrived, the people had already walked away!" Yunfan Protector said what had happened, suddenly looked around, and asked, "Dare to ask the master, where is Wan Ting?"

"Ting'er has gone down the mountain!" Wan Qing responded.

"Do you know where she went?" Yun Fan asked.

Wan Qing shook his head: "It's like this every year, what's wrong?"

Yun Fan hesitated for a moment, and said faintly: "There is a family surnamed Fu in Anping Village, the whole family died tragically, it is there that there is a trace of the Demon Sect, I have carefully examined the victim's wounds, it is full of green light, it is very similar to dying under the Qing Ming Sword." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was very shocked! Yuan Qi's heart rose to his throat, would Senior Sister really do such a thing?

"This is impossible, Ting'er was brought up by me, and the Qingying Sword was also handed over to her by me, she would never do such a thing!" Wan Qing asserted.

However, the first pine of the Law Enforcement Hall said at this time: "Head, I know the face but I don't know the heart, Wan Ting entered Qingcheng at the age of nine, and she rarely has contact with the disciples under her door, and the details are unknown, who knows what happened before, please don't assert it too early." ”

Wan Qing didn't speak, but Wan Qian beside him stood up and said, "The elder doesn't know, although Senior Sister Ting has a withdrawn personality, she has an excellent relationship with me and Ling'er, she is kind-hearted, and she has always been well-behaved, and it is impossible to do such a thing." ”

"Yes, yes, senior sister will never do this!" Ling'er also got up to be a guarantor.

Yuan Qi followed and was about to get up, but was forcibly pressed down by Tuke with one hand.

"Why be in such a hurry to convict, the most important thing now is to find her!" said Tuke.

Wan Qing nodded: "What the elder said is right, this matter is related to my Qingcheng's face, and it will definitely not be over."

"I'll go down the mountain myself!" said Tuke again.

"If the situation is true, I will enforce the law in the law hall, and please don't ask!" Cang Song was still unyielding, obviously prejudiced against Wan Ting.

"It seems that in the future, we won't be peaceful!" Master Puguang said faintly.

"Let the master see it!" Wan Qing explained.

Master Puguang waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

"Master, Mu Jian's blessing is about to begin, look!" Wan Qian looked at the sky and reminded.

"Let's go!" Wan Qing got up and took the lead in walking outside the hall.

"Master, Senior Sister Wan Ting can't do something like that!" After everyone dispersed, Yuan Qi hurriedly defended himself to Master.

"Stinky boy, you don't have to worry about this matter, after the banquet is over, immediately let me go back to the pavilion to stay!" Tuke scolded, and he also followed Wan Qing away.

Yuan Qi was complicated in his heart, he didn't know how to help Wan Ting, he stood at the window of the Shangqing Hall in a daze, in the middle of Qingcheng Square in the distance, Wan Qing was holding a prayer post, and he was saluting the giant sword in the center, and at the same time chanting something in his mouth, and the surrounding disciples also bowed, this is the so-called Mu Jian Blessing.

"It's finally over!" I don't know how long it took for Tuke to come back, pulling Yuan Qi and flying towards the Sword Holding Pavilion.

"Master, if you go down the mountain and find Senior Sister Wan Ting, can you tell me first?" Yuan Qi pleaded.

Tuke glared at him and said impatiently, "Got it!"

When he returned to the Sword Pavilion, the sky suddenly changed and it was pouring rain, and the master went down the mountain that night.

Late at night, Yuan Qi was restless, had no intention of cultivating, always felt that something would happen, and he couldn't sleep until midnight, looking at the heavy rain outside, Yuan Qi suddenly wanted to go to his dust-free house to have a look, so he simply held up an umbrella and walked to the back mountain.

Approaching the dustless house, Yuan Qi heard bursts of crying from inside, hurriedly pushed the door in, and saw Wan Ting crawling on the table at a glance, crying with a headache, and the green sword under her feet was stained with blood, telling the facts of what happened today.

"Senior sister!" Yuan Qi looked at the Qing Ying Sword blankly, he still couldn't believe that the beautiful figure dancing under the moon that day would do something to kill the whole family.

"Don't come here!" Wan Ting muttered with unkempt hair and tears in her eyes, "I killed someone, I killed someone." ”

"Senior sister, don't be afraid, no one knows that I came here, you tell me what happened, I'll see if I can help you!" Yuan Qi stood in front of the door, and did not step forward for fear that the senior sister would be emotional.

"I don't know, I don't know!" Wan Ting's eyes were red from crying, and she shook her head vigorously, "I don't know anything!"

"Senior sister, listen to me, be calm, no matter what you do wrong, as long as you sincerely repent, you can be forgiven. Others don't believe you, junior brother, I believe in you, you are by no means that kind of person, there must be some misunderstanding here. Yuan Qi knew that he had to stay calm now in order to calm Wan Ting's heart.

Wan Ting raised her head, looked at Yuan Qi blankly, and didn't speak. Seeing this, Yuan Qi slowly stepped forward, gently patted Wan Ting's back with his right hand, and comforted him: "I originally thought that this matter was strange, but now that I see you like this, I am even more sure that there is a hidden secret in this matter, and tell me what happened to the entanglement!"

"Thank you, junior brother!" Wan Ting was very grateful to Yuan Qi, but shook her head, "I'm afraid that if I say it, no one will believe it, I really don't know what happened." ”

"Senior sister, you tell me everything you know, don't miss every detail, I want to think about how to help you!" Yuan Qi stared at Wan Ting's eyes sincerely, wanting to help her as much as he could.

Wan Ting was stared at like this, and suddenly felt that those delicate eyes were surprisingly bright, which made her become a little sober, and slowly looked away, recalling: "I went to Anping Village as in previous years, to visit Fu Bo, and when I was eating, I suddenly heard a voice, I can't tell what it is, it just feels very strange, and then I don't know anything, and after I wake up, I saw my Qing Ying Sword stabbed on Fu Bo's body." Speaking of this, she cried sadly again, "I killed Fauber!"

"Voice, what kind of voice is that!" Yuan Qi grasped the key.

"I don't know, that kind of sound, like a sacrificial sound, and like a spell, I can't tell the difference!" To this day, Wan Ting's mind is still confused.

"Then Senior Sister, can you hear what kind of instrument that sound came from?" Yuan Qi asked.

Wan Ting shook her head, but she still couldn't tell the difference.

"Is it a kind of soul hooking technique?" Yuan Qi said to himself, "But that's not right, soul hooking also needs to have a medium, is there really a kind of spell in this world that can control a person with sound alone?"

"Anyway, it's an undeniable fact that I killed Fauber. Wan Ting calmed down a little.

"Senior sister, don't convict yourself so early, leave this matter to me, I will definitely find out for you!" Yuan Qi gently helped Wan Ting to lie on the makeshift bamboo bed and said, "I have wronged you, just rest here!"

"Silk!~~Silk~~" Wan Ting stinged, just lay down, and suddenly sat up again. Both hands unconsciously touched his right leg, bringing out a trace of blood.

"Are you injured?" said Yuan Qi.

"A little bruise, it's not in the way!" Wan Ting was so tired that she lay on the wooden bed and fell asleep after a while.

"Fubo!" Wan Ting muttered to herself in her sleep, and she had a nightmare.

Yuan Qi carefully untied the clothes on Wan Ting's right leg, and found that the wound was not abrasive, but like a sword mark, and picked up the Qingying Sword on the ground, printed it with each other, shook his head, took out a small bottle from his arms, and sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound.

"Boom!" Outside the door, the thunder continued, Yuan Qi took off his coat, used it as a quilt, covered it for Wan Ting, and watched her hug herself in her sleep, Yuan Qi felt pity in his heart, and said to himself, "It seems that you are really lonely, senior sister, otherwise you would not have worked hard to go down the mountain! It's a pity that there are too few people who understand you!"