After sending an emergency message, Liu Qinghuan returned to the room and sat at the table again.
Feng Jue was still sleeping soundly on the table, snoring loudly.
After sitting and listening for a while, he picked up the remaining wine on the table and drank a glass slowly, and then he lay down too "too drunk".
There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day after arriving, Feng Jue muttered in confusion, "Why did you get drunk?", then turned around and came over to hook up with each other carelessly: "Brother Yu, let's drink again tonight! Others
When people know you are back, they will definitely hold a dust-cleansing banquet and then drink them to their heart's content!"
Liu Qinghuan thought that it was just right, he could also check it out from other Feng clan members to see if what Feng Jue said was true.
"Okay, I'll come find you after I finish reporting."
From then on, Liu Qinghuan carefully lurked in Fengqiu, while trying to get information from other Feng family members,
While looking for opportunities to enter the tightly defended Feng family.
On the other side, because of his urgent message, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance has caused an uproar.
Many monks stationed in the Black Claw Mountains were surprised to find that the atmosphere on Fingerbone Peak suddenly became very tense and solemn in the past two days. Many high-level monks rushed over from Yunmengze and entered the Immortal Cultivation Alliance with solemn expressions.
branch here, and then quietly sneaked into various places in the Yin Yue Blood Realm.
Many people were speculating that there was going to be a big war. At this time, on a mountain in the Eagle's Nest City, the great monks who came after hearing the news gathered together again, but the atmosphere was no longer the joy and relaxation of the last time, and there were almost no arguments.
Even the formation can't cover it up.
"You actually take the information that a kid from the Wenshi sect got from a low-level monk from the enemy's realm seriously? There is no way this is true!"
The speaker, Ling Li, was strong and strong. The deep decree lines on both sides of his nose showed that he was not evil but stern. His aura actually surpassed everyone present. He was Hong Li, another great monk of the Shaoyang Sect who transformed gods.
Because this great cultivator has a violent and withdrawn temperament, the Shaoyang Sect has always had the Five Qi Taoist liaison with other peers to discuss matters. Today, unfortunately, this person happened to be in the Eagle's Nest City. This opening made Wen Shi Sect
The Supreme Master Kongwu was offended.
It happened that Kongwu was not the kind of good-tempered person. Hearing this, he sneered coldly: "Huangkou boy? Brother Dao, I'm afraid he has been deaf and blind from staying in Shaoyang Mountain all year round. I, the descendant of Yuan Ying of Wenshi Sect, are in your mouth."
He has become a child with a yellow mouth, so are all the people in your Shaoyang sect just stupid children?"
Hong Li said with a straight face: "Huh! What's wrong with our Shaoyang sect? If anyone from our Shaoyang sect is picked out, you can beat your arrogant and proud junior to death with one slap! Who is the first person among the gods?
You Wenshi faction are still so shameless after all these years!"
As he said that, he threw a teleportation talisman on the table: "I'm too lazy to argue with you. Just read it for yourself. Your junior has indicated in the letter that the Fengqiu Feng family has contacted the Wanling Realm and only made a rough investigation.
The authenticity of the news that has come has not yet been determined, and it remains to be investigated further. So, what was wrong with what I said before?"
"Qing Huan has always acted calmly and never made alarmist remarks. She is 70% sure that the news will be sent back." Kongwu replied without giving in, showing a trace of sarcasm: "No one told you to believe it, so you don't have to believe it.
Go away, is there anyone holding you?"
Hong Li smashed the armrest of his seat with a bang: "You Feng, don't be so messy!"
Kongwuye shouted and stood up: "Nangongtai, you were the first to say something rude!"
The two largest sects' god-transformation monks quarreled like children. The atmosphere was tense and everyone else was dumbfounded.
In recent years, the entire Yunmengze has been exposed to the outside world, so the internal conflicts have been covered up. Unexpectedly, the first time Hong Li attended the meeting, the dispute between the Wenshi Sect and the Shaoyang Sect resurfaced.
Finally, the always taciturn Sword Master Lingyun of the Ziwei Sword Pavilion spoke, his voice as cold as a sword: "What the hell! A man can do things but never talk. Why don't you go out and have a fight now."
"Yeah, what's the point of noisy? Fighting is more exciting, and we can also watch the show." Tianhe on the side also stepped forward to join in the fun, and pointed at Ling Yun and laughed: "Brother Lu, if the disciples of Ziwei Sword Pavilion hear you
I'm afraid your jaw will drop with such words, it's really inconsistent with your usual image."
Ling Yun glanced at him and saw that the two people finally stopped arguing and sat on both sides. He didn't bother to say more, but called down: "Zhao Guodong, has the alliance sent a large number of people out to investigate? Is there anyone there?"
information?"
Zhao Guodong hurriedly stepped forward: "Senior Qi, since it has only been three to five days and this matter is extremely confidential, there is no definite news yet."
"Even so, our world has to be on guard." Kong Wudao ignored Hong Li's loud sneer: "Now that the two space passages have not been sealed, the future is bleak."
Wen Dao, who had been watching with cold eyes, said, "So I think it's better to seal my Xiao Feng's crack first..."
Kongwu interrupted him: "Fellow Taoist, this matter has been decided, so we won't say any more."
He leaned slightly and looked at the people below: "Let's talk about Wanhu Realm. What do you think?"
The others were silent in unison, with different expressions.
Because of the cross-border communication talisman they received before, they no longer have much enthusiasm for returning to the Wanhu Realm. However, if the Yinyue Blood Realm really invites the help of the Wanling Realm, everyone present will understand one thing.
That is, Yun Mengze, who is forced into a desperate situation, will no longer have any choice but to seek asylum from Wanhu Realm.
The atmosphere in the room became very heavy. Finally, Kong Wu sighed: "Well, we have to prepare for a rainy day. The first step is to reveal a little bit about Yun Mengze's original belonging to Wanhu Realm. After all, Yun Mengze originally belonged to Wanhu Realm.
Mengze is not just for us old guys, but belongs to everyone."
…
On this day, Liu Qinghuan, who had never found an opportunity, finally waited for an opening. A boy he had become familiar with in the past few days asked him to help carry flowers to the mountain behind Fengqiu.
Liu Qinghuan walked with two pots of delicate flowers in her arms and asked puzzledly: "Why don't you put the flowers in storage bags? It would be too laborious to move them."
The boy named Feng Qiong was also holding two pots of flowers, with a gentle look on his face: "This Thousand Fantasy Moon Orchid is the most precious and rare. Sister Ying'er said before that the space in the storage bag is huge.
It will damage the spirit of the flowers. I finally found a few plants, and of course I want to send them to sister Ying'er in the best condition."
Liu Qinghuan was quite speechless. He had handled countless precious spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs. Qianhuan Moon Orchid was just a very common ornamental spiritual flower, so it did not need such careful service.
His heart moved. Most of the people from the side branches of the Feng family he came into contact with were of the Wang generation, but this sister Ying'er was of the Yu generation. Just like the Feng Qi Feng Yi who was killed by him, it was obvious that she must be a member of the direct branch.
The two of them soon arrived in front of a courtyard gate deep in Fengqiu. Feng Qiong showed a flattering smile: "Brothers, I want to send some pots of flowers to Lianyuan Pavilion, please be accommodating."
The guard's eyes were filled with contempt and ridicule. He glanced at him and the flowers, then landed on Liu Qinghuan. He pursed his lips and asked, "Who is this person?"
Feng Qiong said hurriedly: "This is Brother Yu from Uncle Dun Liu's family. He has been away from home before and has only recently returned to the clan. I happened to meet him when I was delivering flowers, so I asked him to help."
The guard looked Liu Qinghuan up and down suspiciously, and even took out a spiritual mirror.
Liu Qinghuan glanced at the spiritual mirror, then stood there and let him take a look at his whole body.
After a while, the guard finally let him go, but he said arrogantly: "After entering, you are not allowed to look around, let alone walk around, do you hear me?"
Feng Qiong's face looked a little bad, and she forced a smile and said: "Yes, yes."
The guard then took out a talisman and ignited it with spiritual power: "Stand over there and wait."
After a while, the courtyard door behind him opened a gap that only allowed one person to pass through. There were dense formations on both sides undulating like water.
After the two finally entered the door and walked some distance along the tree-lined path, Feng Qiong said angrily in a low voice: "These direct descendants are becoming more and more arrogant. They are obviously lower in cultivation than Brother Yu, but they still dare to Snob!"
He looked at Liu Qinghuan sheepishly: "Brother Yu, I have made you feel wronged today. I will go back and prepare a table of good wine and food to apologize to you."
Liu Qinghuan said gently: "It's none of your business. Why do you apologize? Well, I'll wait for you outside when I send you flowers later."
Feng Qiong thought for a moment: "Okay, I'll go in and come out soon."
It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at an exquisite little courtyard with walls full of trees. From the open door, you could see the courtyard full of exotic flowers and plants. The fragrance of flowers was so fragrant that the owner of the room was indeed a flower lover.
Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to look further, so he found an inconspicuous corner and seemed to be closing his eyes to rest, but in fact he had released his consciousness.
Because he wanted to be wary of being discovered by the god-transforming monk who lived here, he turned his spiritual consciousness into thousands of threads and spread them along various trees, flowers and plants.
Walkways, courtyards, mountain peaks, lakes... the area where the direct branch of the Feng family lives is indeed quite large, but with Liu Qinghuan's consciousness now comparable to that of a transformed god, it is not difficult to cover it all, and he has already touched it without saying a word. Most of the area has been cleared, leaving only the last few places covered by powerful formations.
After retracting most of the threads of consciousness, Liu Qinghuan was thinking about countermeasures when he saw a sudden spatial fluctuation on one of the mountain peaks, and a deep hole appeared halfway up the mountain.
The two people who came out were talking and walking out, unaware that a ray of consciousness had just slipped in beside them.
The spacious cave continued to the inside of the mountain, and soon it turned a corner, and stone chambers appeared, some closed, some open, and the blazing firelight illuminated the cave without a trace of darkness.
The innermost room is a huge lava lake. There is a large black cauldron that is more than ten feet high floating on the lake. The lid of the cauldron is tightly closed, and only a small opening for observation is open, which can be seen inside. The fire was blazing, and the golden-red flames burned the eyes like the blazing sun at noon.
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank. Before he could get closer, he heard a suspicious voice. Two people appeared on the edge of the lava lake. One was old, stooped, and his face was as gray as a dying person. The other was very handsome.
His eyes were like torches, and there seemed to be flames flowing in his deep eyes.
Both of them looked over here, and Liu Qinghuan simply sent the ray of spiritual consciousness into the black cauldron, instantly cutting off its connection!
He stood up straight with a sigh, his eyes changed several times, turned around and entered the small courtyard next to him.
I didn't expect such bad luck to bump into those two people. That old man is probably the only god-forming ancestor of the Fengqiu Feng family, and it is absolutely impossible for the other one to appear in such a secret place as the Feng family.
If it is an outsider, then it can only be...
"Who are you!" A woman dressed as a maid screamed: "Who asked you to come in!"
Liu Qinghuan suppressed the turmoil in her heart and smiled gently: "I came here with Brother Qiong, and those pots of Thousand Fantasy Moon Orchid just now were sent by us."
The woman probably also discovered her disgrace, and angrily picked up the bamboo basket on the ground: "Didn't I tell you to wait outside? You..."
"I just suddenly remembered that I accidentally obtained a book on spiritual flower cultivation many years ago. Thinking that Miss Ying'er loves flowers, I wanted to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, so I asked my sister to help inform it."
The woman asked doubtfully: "What classics? Miss, you can see it whenever you want. Let me take a look first."
Liu Qinghuan reached into his sleeve and took out a book with an elegant cover: "Look..."
At this moment, a powerful but secret consciousness swept down from the air. Liu Qinghuan did not realize it and turned the pages of the book: "There are eighty-six species recorded in this "Collection of Nianhua Nongcao"..."
The spiritual consciousness circled the two of them twice and left quickly. The woman carefully looked at the exquisite flower sketches and text in the book without noticing it at all.
Liu Qinghuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then his face darkened.
Although the current hurdle has been temporarily passed, it is better if the other party does not check. As long as you check carefully, you will know who has entered the back mountain today. And he is undoubtedly the most suspicious among them. A member of the branch tribe who has been away for many years is at this juncture.
Suddenly returning to Fengqiu seems suspicious.
"Hey! What's "The Collection of Nianhua Nongcao"? My young lady already knew what was written in this book!" The woman threw the book back and said with contempt: "The name doesn't sound like a serious book, please give it to me quickly.
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"Brother Yu, why are you here?" Feng Qiong walked out: "Didn't you say you were waiting outside?"
Liu Qinghuan put the book in her arms and said with a smile: "Let's go now, let's go now!"
With that said, she took Feng Qiong and ran outside.
Feng Qiong's face was full of surprise: "Ah, what, what's wrong?"
Liu Qinghuan responded perfunctorily and said: "Let's get out quickly. This place makes me feel uncomfortable. I will never come back again!"
Feng Qiong smiled tolerantly: "Okay, okay, Brother Yu has worked hard today."
The two quickly walked to the door they entered through. When the guard saw them, he waved the token in his hand impatiently, and a light hole appeared in the door.
Just as Liu Qinghuan raised his feet, he heard a sharp shout from far behind him: "Stop!"
As if he hadn't heard anything, he stepped forward and was already outside the light cave. He shouted from behind: "Quick, stop them!"
I felt that the plot of the chapter I wrote yesterday was incomplete, so I didn’t post it, so I’ll join it with today. I also wish everyone a happy Children’s Day, and be as carefree as children every day, haha