Chapter three hundred and eighteen: the misfortune of knowing
The two qi of yin and yang surrounded Wu Yi. Yuan Zeyu was surprised to find that his elixir domain seemed to be unable to restrain Wu Yi anymore, and he quickly turned the elixir to suppress the two qi of yin and yang.
The two dragons formed by the two qi of yin and yang were about to devour the Dansha one by one. It seemed that because they were derived from the qi of Taixu, they had acquired some characteristics and could reproduce the five elements. However, at most they only turned into the two qi of yin and yang and could not be further transformed into the chaos.
gas.
But this is enough to make the Yin and Yang Qi continue to grow and grow. At first, Wu Yi just killed a female water ghost, and the Yin and Yang Qi was not much. Later, he used the Yin and Yang Qi to wipe out the stone spirit and grow further, even if it was slightly weaker.
Yinlong is not inferior to Jindan Zhenren.
Yuan Zeyu was about to use other means to reverse the situation of the battle, when he suddenly heard a voice to stop. After hearing the identity of the person who made the voice, Yuan Zeyu wisely withdrew his Dansha and Danyu, stood sideways, and was clearly separated from Wu Yi.
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His Taixu Qi has not been exhausted yet, and he has only used half of it. Wu Yi originally wanted to take the opportunity to turn Yuan Zeyu's mysterious weapon into Chaos Qi, but now he can only give up this idea and look at the person coming.
The person who came was wearing a Bagua Xingyun robe and seven-star boots. He was rich and handsome, with a face like a crown jade, and a jade-like texture, but he looked like a young man.
"Ming Weiyan, the first of the ten disciples." Wu Yi recognized the person and uttered a voice that only he could hear. The most important thing was that Ming Weiyan's forehead was surrounded by stars, which was obviously the result of gathering star power.
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Ming Weiyan actually achieved Yuanying. No wonder Yuan Zeyu became as silent as a cicada when he saw this person. Wu Yi lowered his eyes and quietly waited for Ming Weiyan, the leader of the top ten disciples, to say something.
The top ten disciples are candidates for the upper echelon of the sect, and their power is greater than imagined. Although they cannot depose the true disciples, there is no problem in temporarily depriving them of them.
Ming Weiyan looked at the two fighting men, raised his eyebrows, and said majestically: "Did you send a letter to the law enforcement court when the two of you fought? Hmm -"
That "hmm" sound resounded in Wu Yi's heart, causing his spiritual platform to shake and almost disrupting his Taoist rhyme. After suppressing the irritability in his heart, Wu Yi and Yuan Zeyu said together: "Never."
"What crime should be committed if we fight in private?" Ming Weiyan continued to ask.
"Salary penalty and merit reduction." The two of them responded together. Judging from their flat tone, it was obvious that neither of them took it to heart.
It goes without saying that Yuan Zeyu was born in a wealthy family, and his salary was enough for him. If he did things that violated the sect's disciplines on a daily basis, and at worst, fighting demons would be a waste of his merits.
As for Wu Yi, as a disciple of Zhi Tianxuan, he has a special status. In addition, he has the Taoist weapon Bead with him, and the Black Beetle, a tool spirit that doesn't know how to follow, is by his side. The sect's help to him is not as much as imagined.
As big as.
Of course, Wu Yi was not clear about the arrangement of the Supreme Beings in the Cave Heaven. He did not realize that he had already become the key observer of the Supreme Beings, and intentionally or unintentionally smoothed out a lot of trouble for him.
Before arriving, Ming Weiyan understood the identities of the two. If they made a big mistake, he could show his identity and take them away. Now it was just a private fight, and it didn't lead to a big mistake, so it didn't count.
Too big.
How to deal with the two of them so that they don't have a rebellious mentality and can still demonstrate their authority.
Ming Weiyan thought of the previous letter from the Dragon Clan and felt certain in his heart, saying: "There is no need to pay a fine or reduce merit. There are evil sects who use the name of our sect to show their authority and cause trouble. The Dragon Clan sent a letter to question you -"
"We will definitely fulfill our mission." The meaning was so clear that Wu Yi had no intention of confronting the leader of the top ten disciples and readily accepted it.
"This is the picture, text and image of that evil sect. Don't admit it wrong." Ming Wei showed a list of names. Wu Yi looked up and saw that there was more than one person, as many as seven or eight. Could it be that it was the same person?
The power fails.
But the words had been spoken, but they could not be changed. Wu Yi said: "No." When Yuan Zeyu saw the image of the heretic, he stroked his chin and thought deeply, as if he had thought of something. Outsiders would only think that he was thinking about surrendering to the heretic.
, without thinking too much.
"Senior Brother Ming did a great job." Listening to the compliments coming from all around, Ming Weiyan smiled lightly, and a little white light appeared outside his body. After the white light dissipated, the figure was gone.
The crowd gradually dispersed. Wu Yi looked at Yuan Zeyu and said, "Which ones do you want?" This was a matter of distribution. After all, there were many people, and Wu Yi had no intention of taking over Yuan Zeyu's task.
"I won't choose any of them." Yuan Zeyu said seriously with a serious face.
Wu Yi chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for taking on the task. Then I will help you sweep the formation from one side."
Yuan Zeyu said every word: "They are not heretics, they are disciples of a certain sect. I have no right to kill them, and neither do you, nor does Ming Weiyan." With each murderous intention, Wu Yi felt as if he was being involved by Ming Weiyan.
A whirlpool.
"Since you are a disciple of a sect, why don't you come here? If there is trouble outside, it must be heretics. Just capture them." Wu Yi quickly thought of a neutral way that would not harm the lives of these people. No matter what happens in the future,
, whether to kill or release, it has nothing to do with him.
"So, you are admitting that they are disciples of the First Qi Sect." Yuan Zeyu said sadly, with a gloomy face.
Wu Yi's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he said: "I don't have it. God has the virtue of a good life. I just want to accumulate some merit. My Taoist friends think so too."
Even if they are really disciples of a sect and have not been deprived of the gold seal, they must have made mistakes, otherwise they would not dare to return home.
Yuan Zeyu snorted and did not respond. He fell into a dead end. It didn't matter whether he agreed or disagreed.
But after all, he had to express his attitude. Yuan Zeyu looked at Wu Yi with bright eyes and said, "Have you ever heard of the tragedy of knowing what is wrong?"
After all, Wu Yi is a person who has copied historical records. Although there are only a few words in the historical records to describe the "sadness of knowing wrong" and keep the matter secret, in this tragedy, the entire sect lost a Dongtian Supreme True Master, dozens of them.
Nascent Soul, hundreds of golden elixirs, Wu Yi could not easily pass by.
The Sorrow of Zhifei tells the story of a tragic failure when Zhifeizi, the seventh-generation head of the Yiqi clan, was in charge of the artifact. The opponent was the Shui tribe.
After the tragedy of Zhifei, the prestige of the Yiqi Sect was greatly lost, but the foundation was still there. However, the Lingxu Sect and the Xuanyang Sect took advantage of the situation to rise and became the two legs of the Cangmanjie Dao Sect. The faction in the sect that had been the main war against the Shui Tribe was weak.
The faction that advocated accumulating strength and waiting for future events was in charge of affairs. This continued and basically formed the current structure.
"What do you want to say?" Wu Yi frowned. Although he didn't want to get involved in this whirlpool, he had to do it because his life was at stake, and he had to be an understanding person until he died.