"Let's put Liu Siyu's matter aside for now. Do you think that sect is called 'Fengye Sect'?"
After the three people below heard this, they first looked at each other. Does Master know about this sect?
"yes!"
This time, it was the second senior brother who answered, and he got the news from Li Yan.
The middle-aged scribe frowned, and then he looked at the plump and beautiful woman on one side.
The plump and beautiful woman hesitated for a while, also lost in thought. After about ten breaths passed, she shook her head.
"I really have never heard of this sect. This may be a small sect of third-rate or below level!"
Only then did the three people below realize that based on their knowledge, the master and his wife did not know about the "Fengye Sect", so they were unable to further determine the origin of Liu Siyu.
But these people basically have similar ideas. There are more such small sects than ants. Cangxuan Realm is so vast and vast that it is impossible for a middle-aged couple to understand them all.
"We have never heard of Liu Siyu's sect. Is this also a coincidence? And the person said that she was out on a mission.
They should have entered Huangqi Valley. Did they also have clues about the Yin-Yang Gate? Or did they have other purposes? But no matter what, these two people met us here with news..."
The middle-aged scribe knew where Yan Qingchen had been in the past few years. But this made him even more suspicious. Could such a coincidence happen in the world?
Did Liu Siyu enter Huangqi Valley because of Yan Qingchen?
His little disciple didn't deal with Liu Siyu, so he just met some people outside, and he just got clues that Liu Siyu might have a problem?
However, the reasons analyzed by his three disciples also had certain truth, and this possibility could not be completely ruled out. He then quickly asked.
"Did you ask Liu Siyu about the characteristics of the exercises she practiced? I said it was the exercises she had practiced before?"
They had been traveling for many years on this journey. Another purpose of their trip was to give the four god-transformation monks some experience.
So on the way, of course the four of them took action more than once. Although Liu Siyu modified the Yin Yang Chaos Gate technique.
But it is impossible for her to completely abandon her previous things. Naturally, she will use them at some point. From the perspective of a middle-aged scribe and his wife, many things can be seen from them.
"This also brought up some questions. Liu Siyu's previous skills were mainly based on wood attributes, and there were..."
The second senior brother immediately answered. He has a steady mind and has rich experience in how to find out information.
And it was after he asked this question that the three of them became more convinced that the person Bai Rou was talking about was this Liu Siyu.
Li Yan has long been very clear about such cross-examination techniques, and he can transmit messages to Bai Rou at any time, but the three people have no idea.
Of course, Li Yan had seen the characteristics of Liu Siyu and Yan Qingchen's skills, so the second senior brother was the right person to ask.
"It's really Liu Siyu..."
After hearing this, the doubt in the middle-aged scribe's eyes became a little more intense, but in his heart he vaguely felt that something was wrong with the man and the woman, and that the other party seemed to be targeting them.
But in this case, it would be difficult for him to judge. Normally, if his three disciples came together, they would not dare to talk nonsense about this matter.
As long as there is one person in the future who is afraid of being found out, they will behave unnaturally, and the punishment they will receive will definitely be extremely severe.
This is not only deceiving the master, but also lying to the sect. This is a serious crime. You will either be expelled from the master, or you will be severely punished by the sect.
"Where are the two monks from the Fengye Sect?"
The middle-aged scribe's eyes flickered slightly.
"The disciples have left marks on them, well... they are still in this inn now!"
This time, the second senior brother answered quickly. At the same time, he immediately sensed the location of the man and woman, who were still in the front yard of the inn.
"Take me to see it!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged scribe wanted to stand up. He was very satisfied with this disciple's way of doing things.
If someone wants to play tricks in front of the Yin-Yang Chaos Gate, he will know later what life is worse than death. He doesn't want to speculate here anymore. It will be clear after searching the soul in the past.
But just when he was about to stand up, his face suddenly changed drastically, and his body shook at the same time. When the plump and beautiful woman on one side saw this, she immediately screamed in surprise.
"Husband!"
She quickly wanted to stand up and take a look, but at the same time as she exclaimed, her whole body suddenly let out a painful groan.
Then, the sound suddenly stopped and he fell to the ground.
The middle-aged scribe was indeed a strong man in the late stage of refining the void. When he realized something was wrong, the magic power in his body quickly flowed throughout his body.
But he still felt that the sudden sharp pain in his whole body was even more stinging. The magic power in his body only surged through the muscles and veins for a moment, and then it immediately slowed down.
"ah!"
He already had a splitting headache and couldn't help but let out a scream. However, the scream was restricted by the room and could not be transmitted out at all.
What's more, there are courtyard formation restrictions outside. Under the layers, this place is like a cage at the moment...
The middle-aged scribe's vision blurred for an instant, and in less than a breath, he could no longer see.
But fortunately, his spiritual consciousness could still be released. While he was screaming, another spiritual consciousness quickly communicated with the storage ring, and he knew that he had been poisoned.
The light flashed quickly, and several pill bottles appeared in front of him. At the same time, another ray of his consciousness swept across the room.
The scene that appeared in his consciousness almost made him lose his mind immediately and he fainted on the spot.
Among the three disciples in front of him, no one was still standing at this moment. The three of them fell to the ground without even a single groan. His wife was also lying on her side on the ground.
What made him lose his mind was that in this short period of time, large amounts of smoke continued to rise from all three of his disciples.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, along with the smoke, the flesh and blood of the three people turned into a pool of thick black water. The black water gave off a pungent and unpleasant smell.
His wife should still be conscious, her breath is still fluctuating, and she should still be forcibly running her magic power to resist, but dark spots have already appeared on her originally fair and smooth skin.
Especially the dark spots on the face that were originally as smooth as jade are constantly deepening and enlarging one by one, quickly turning into black holes, revealing the white bones inside.
But those bones also turned black in an instant, as if they turned into smelly black water at the same time.
This is enough to show that the middle-aged woman is still very skilled in cultivation. Death requires a visible process, but the three god-transformation monks did not even resist at all.
All this happened just in the middle-aged scribe's consciousness in an instant. He had no time to think more, and was still desperately activating his magic power to defend against the spread of poisonous gas.
When several pill bottles were opened, several pills of different colors flew into his mouth in an instant and he swallowed them in one gulp.
But the moment he swallowed these pills, he fell down softly. If anyone saw the middle-aged scribe at this time, he would look equally miserable.
His whole body was riddled with holes, but although his Nascent Soul was poisoned at the same time, and his body surface seemed to be stained with ink, 20% of his body still showed a light golden color.
His body was in such a miserable state that after the elixirs entered his mouth, all of them leaked out from his neck full of big holes the next moment, and none of them entered his abdomen.
The flesh, blood and tendons in the body were almost completely broken in a short period of time, and the magic power lost its passage and was also unable to function.
"What kind of overbearing poison is this?"
The middle-aged scribe's Nascent Soul immediately escaped from the body, and there was only this one thought in his mind that made him extremely frightened.
In his life, he had never seen such overbearing poison that could kill him in an instant.
He didn't even last two breaths, and his body, which could be compared to a vajra indestructible, was about to fall apart like a rotten wood.
And his Nascent Soul, which has always been the most sensitive, was poisoned without even knowing it. This is what scares the middle-aged scribe the most.
He had never heard of such a poison that could cause a Void Refining monk to attack instantly!
As soon as Yuanying escaped, he immediately flew towards the door. At the same time, there was a transmission talisman in Yuanying's little hand. This was the contact information between him and Yan Qingchen.
"Bang!"
He crushed it directly, and then swung his other little hand forward.
"boom!"
The entire room's formation instantly shattered, and he flew out in an instant.
He didn't even have time to check on his wife's injury. He was already on the verge of collapse. He could only seek help from Yan Qingchen as soon as possible.
At this time, there was nothingness in the air outside the courtyard door, without any human figure, but Li Yan was floating there in the air.
His entire figure blended into the surrounding darkness, and below him was the colorful dreamy courtyard. Due to the formation, he could not directly see the situation in the courtyard.
But in fact, it is to understand what is happening in a certain courtyard at this time!
"Has the death begun?"
Li Yan's expression was indifferent, he was still observing the development of the situation.
He is a life-killing ghost in the dark night. His assassination method does not require a fatal blow, it is just the most common method.
Not long after the three disciples of the Yin Yang Chaos Sect walked to the backyard, Li Yan followed them quietly. This kind of sneak tracking and killing was Li Yan's favorite method.
He has never liked to fight with people with open arms and wide open doors, killing with passion. In this way, once he takes action in the dark, he will know the result immediately. Li Yan somewhat enjoys this kind of sneaking in the dark.
He uses his body skills here, and as long as there are no old monsters above the Fusion Realm, it is difficult for anyone to find his traces.
What's more, they were just following three monks in the spirit transformation realm, including some monks who were passing by on the road, but there was no reaction at all.
Li Yan followed all the way to this courtyard. After arriving here, although Li Yan saw the courtyard door open, he did not follow it.