Three hundred and sixty-eight, with a clear conscience
Lin Yige has been paying attention to the movements on Zhezhi Mountain.
When the white mist dissipates and there is no more suffocating pressure, you know that the Zhuxian Sword Formation has been broken.
Seeing clearly the indifferent expression on senior sister Feng Qingqing's face from a distance, Lin Yige immediately felt relieved.
Seeing Feng Qingqing and the Supreme Elder of the Tianyan Sword Sect coming after him asked for the Qingxuan Xia Bao, Lin Yige couldn't help but think that as long as he got the Qingxuan Xia Bao, he would be willing to put an end to the trouble. The senior sister was really kind-hearted!
If it were any high-level monk from the nine major sects, I'm afraid he would have opened his mouth long ago.
Unexpectedly, the Supreme Elder of Yanjian Sect suddenly changed his face that day and actually mentioned the mystery of his life experience.
Lin Yige was also stunned when Shang Feng glanced over at him.
The glance from the senior sister was so complex that even I, who was connected with her, had difficulty interpreting it.
Lin Yige couldn't help but think back to her previous life, before joining the Guiyi Sect at the age of seven.
In her memory, her parents were originally tenant farmers. There was a severe drought that year, and there was almost no harvest in the fields. Naturally, they could not pay rent.
The family had no choice but to let her mother take her all the way to Heming Mountain to try her luck.
But after arriving at Baihe Town, my mother was nowhere to be seen as soon as I turned around.
After ordinary people encounter natural disasters and man-made disasters, it is a very ordinary abandonment, nothing special.
From entering the Heming Mountain Trial Labyrinth to joining the Guiyi Sect, it was all a smooth journey. She just accepted it as an end of fate and didn't pursue it further.
Is it possible that there is really a hidden secret about my life experience, and that this hidden secret is related to the senior sister?
Lin Yige shook his head in his heart, who cares? Anyway, there is no way that the senior sister can harm him!
Thinking like this, Lin Yige patted his chest twice and gave the wind a slight thumbs up.
Naturally, Feng Qingqing did not miss his little junior sister's gesture.
She lowered her head slightly and thought for a moment.
If the old man from Tianyan Sword Sect takes advantage of him today, he will take advantage of him even more in the future.
What's more, paper can't contain fire, and people can't keep secrets.
The mystery of the little junior sister’s life experience is not a big deal.
At first, she didn't want Lin Yige to become violent because of her family ties, so she erased most of her memories.
Feng gently raised his eyes to look at the sullen elder, and faintly said two words: "Please."
Now it was the Tianyan Sword Sect's great elder's turn to be stunned.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingqing, who regards his reputation as dirt, would be so indifferent to things that may affect his reputation and that of the Guiyi Sect.
The Great Elder was also hesitant, he said that, but once it was made public, the threat would no longer be called a threat, let alone being able to control Feng Qingqing.
On the contrary, Feng Qingqing could take advantage of himself to activate the Shadow Bi and kill himself directly.
On the other hand, several other Supreme Elders stopped tearing at each other and started urging each other.
"Having said that, Great Elder, why are you still hesitating?"
"It can't be that she, Feng Qingqing, is a great sage with no flaws, but our Tianyan Sword Sect has become a big evil person who provokes trouble for no reason and wants to kill her, right?"
"We should let all the monks from the Mountain and Sea Realm see how hypocritical the leader of the Guiyi Sect is!"
"Our Tianyan Sword Sect has fought to the death, but we should seek justice for Yige Sword Immortal!"
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When the atmosphere was at a stalemate, a clear young voice suddenly sounded: "What's going on? Tell me in detail, and I will judge it for you!"
The great elder was suddenly startled and looked towards where the sound came from.
It was actually Cao Bai, the real person from Jiuzhou Newspaper Office, who left and came back.
At this moment, Master Cao Bai sat down on the ground next to the descendants of the Guiyi Sect and Lu Jiu.
Cao Bai had a plate of roasted and crispy peanuts beside him, holding a jade slip in his hand, and looked at the two people confronting each other on Zhezhi Mountain with bright eyes.
Cao Bai smiled and faced the great elder on Zhezhi Mountain. He raised the jade slip in his hand and shook it. His movements were exactly the same as when the great elder threatened him with the photo album, and said: "This is the mystery of Yige Sword Immortal's life experience. I, Jiuzhou
How could the newspaper office miss this?! Elder Taishang, don’t worry, I, Cao Baike, swear here to record it truthfully and restore the truth!"
If the mystery of the little junior sister's life experience is really detrimental to the Guiyi Sect, let's see how he skillfully displays her spring and autumn!
As for the oath, it was Cao Bai of the Jiuzhou Newspaper Office. What does it have to do with him joining the Tu Baicao faction?
Tu Baicao was thinking in his mind, and did not forget to pass on the message to comfort the little junior sister who looked worried: "I have found an opportunity to send the Thousand Miles Transmission Symbol to the fourth senior brother, little junior sister, you can just watch with peace of mind!"
Long before the Zhuxian Sword Formation was broken, Tu Baicao had sneaked back quietly, but did not show up until Senior Sister Feng Qingqing broke the Formation.
The elders of the eight major sects could not do anything to Feng Qingqing, the person who had just informed him of the hidden secrets in Yupan Mountain.
Knowing that Fourth Senior Brother Yu Weize was coming soon, Lin Yige was too lazy to say anything else to Tu Baicao.
Sooner or later, Sixth Senior Brother will suffer a big loss because of this curiosity.
On the other side, the great elder had made up his mind and said: "Feng Qingqing, since you have a clear conscience, do you dare to let me finish showing the image in this photo album?"
Feng Qingqing's consciousness quietly spread out, searching for the aura of Qingxuan Xiabao in various palaces of Tianyan Sword Sect, preparing to get a thank you gift for reconciliation.
Her face still had that calm look on her face, and she said again: "Please do."
The great elder snorted coldly, slowly injected spiritual power into the shadow jade with one hand, pointed to the sky with the other hand, and muttered something in his mouth.
The entire clear blue sky instantly turned gray, and starting from Mount Oriji, a ray of light rose.
The light reflected an image in the dark sky.
The image was so huge that it almost covered the entire Tianyan Sword Sect's mountain gate. Even the monks in Qinyong City below the mountain could see it clearly.
Everyone stared at the image in the curtain and held their breath.
It was a dilapidated farmhouse.
A female nun wearing a robe of the Guiyi sect was standing in the courtyard, and a couple with no clothes on their bodies were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
The female cultivator had black hair, and everyone still recognized her as Feng Qingqing, who was famous for being promoted to Mahayana at the age of three thousand.
Perhaps the owner of the photo album was afraid of being discovered and was too far away. The photo album only recorded their movements but no sound was heard.
Feng Qingqian casually cut off the head of the man in the couple with a sword.
The head rolled down, but not a drop of blood spilled out. It was all covered in ice.
The wife beside her trembled all over, took out a small card from her arms and presented it to her.
A ball of ice-blue flame ignited, and Feng gently took the card and examined it carefully.
From the image, you can roughly see that the card is neither gold nor jade, with a few incomplete words on it.
The woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed again, said something, and then made a look as if she was ready to die.
Feng gently put away the card and chopped off the woman's head with a wave of his hand.
Then, she walked into the house, and ice-blue flames instantly engulfed the entire farmyard.
After a while, Feng Qingqing walked out holding an unconscious girl with a sallow complexion and looked straight at the direction of the photo album.