"Sister Xu."

Bai Shan saw that Xu Yi's face was red from coughing, so he wanted to step forward to help her calm down.

However, Xu Yi waved his hand and backed away.

"Don't, cough, don't come over!"

Xu Yi stopped him, calmed down his breath, and then said calmly: "Be careful when speaking in the future, don't talk nonsense."

Xu Yi was sure that Bai Shan had no wrong thoughts about her at all, but he was so indifferent when he spoke, which made people laugh and cry.

"Oh fine."

Bai Shan responded a little aggrievedly, secretly thinking that he had missed a good opportunity.

Not long after, other people came to Xu Yi's room one after another, and also saw the slightly shabby futon in the corner.

"Xu Yi, your futon is too old. Come on, I'll give you two new ones."

Feng Qingyang's reaction was even more intense than Bai Shan's, and he immediately took out two delicate futons and stuffed them into Xu Yi's hands.

Xu Yi didn't bother to argue with him, so he accepted it unceremoniously and stuffed it into his storage ring.

Lu Zaiye and Bei Xinghan, who were a step too late, both threw eye knives at Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang trembled violently, wondering where the sudden murderous aura came from.

"What did you find when you entered the city today?"

The door closed and Xu Yi asked.

"The people in Mocheng are not afraid of us, and they should have known in advance that we were coming." Bai Shan was the first to reveal his discovery.

"Mocheng is mostly filled with bookstores and shops that buy the Four Treasures of the Study. Everyone loves calligraphy and reading." Yu Xiaoyu added.

"That's right, and one more thing. Apart from us, there are no foreign monks on the streets of Mocheng."

Everyone was chatting and quickly found out several doubtful points, but they had no clue about the assessment.

"I suggest that from tomorrow we all work separately to look for clues about the assessment in Mo City. Whoever finds any clues will inform others through the sound transmission board." Hongjing suggested.

"good."

"no problem."

Everyone agreed.

After the short discussion, everyone returned to their rooms to recharge their batteries.

Not long after Xu Yigang sat down cross-legged, there was another knock on the door.

When Xu Yi stepped forward and opened the door, there was a futon placed at the door that was even more exquisite and gorgeous than the one given by Feng Qingyang.

Xu Yi touched it casually and recognized that the futon was woven with the pure grass that can help monks calm down and get rid of distracting thoughts.

This is good stuff.

Xu Yi's eyes lit up, and then he dispersed his consciousness in confusion. The corridor was empty, not a single figure in sight.

She was a little confused as to who gave this futon and why he refused to tell her his name.

Xu Yi frowned and stuffed the futon into the storage ring, closed the door, and sat down cross-legged again.

But this time, before she could enter samadhi, there was another knock on the door.

She had experience this time. As soon as the knock on the door came, her consciousness dispersed from the room.

Then Xu Yi's brows furrowed even more tightly.

There was still no one at the door, but there was another futon. Compared with the futon Xu Yi had received before, this futon looked more primitive, but Xu Yi could feel the hidden spiritual power fluctuations in it.

This futon also contains a spirit-guiding array, and the level of the array is higher than the futon Xu Yi is currently using.

Xu Yi pushed open the door, brought another futon into the room, and took out the futon woven from Chengjing grass before placing it in front of him.

At this time, she no longer had any thoughts about practicing. Instead, she looked at the two completely different futons with a distressed look on her face.

The value of these two futons is not low, but she couldn't find the person who gave her the futon, which made her very uncomfortable.

Although Xu Yi is sometimes "frugal", she is not someone who likes to take advantage of others.

It is also impolite to come and go without reciprocating.

If you accept something from others, you should naturally repay it in some way.

These two people sent futons without leaving their names, which made Xu Yi feel embarrassed.

But Xu Yi didn't expect that her problem would be solved not long after.

Because next, she received futons from Hong Jing, Yu Xiaoyu, Xiong Zhuangzhuang and others one after another.

The only thing that was different was Bai Shan, who sent a bed.

In this case, the identities of the two people who delivered the futon were revealed.

Xu Yi was a little helpless. Among the two people was Bei Xinghan, and she had already expected it.

After all, Bei Xinghan's attitude has always been lukewarm since she helped him get rid of his demons.

The other party sent the futon but was unwilling to face him, which Xu Yi could understand.

But she didn't understand why Lu Zaiye would do this.

She thought that her relationship with Lu Zaiye was closer than the others. They should talk about everything, but she didn't know when there seemed to be a barrier.

And what concerned her even more was where Lu Zaiye's futon came from.

Both of these futons are expensive.

Bei Xinghan is the head disciple of Xuanqing Sect. It is not difficult to understand that he has some good things in his hands, but Lu Zaiye does not have a rich master.

Elder Qingfeng is addicted to recruiting disciples, and the resources each disciple can receive are actually much less than those of other elders' disciples.

Xu Yiyou wanted to find out from Lu Zaiye, but when he was about to go out, his steps suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Lu Zaiye's image suddenly became mysterious in her eyes.

In fact, she has always felt that Lu Zaiye had a lot of disobedience.

But she subconsciously ignored it because Lu Zaiye was a disciple of the Xuanji Sect, so she didn't want to doubt him.

But those vague doubts will not disappear as time goes by, but will accumulate more and more.

From the very beginning when they were training in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, Lu Zaiye's behavior was different from that of ordinary disciples. He was always extraordinarily calm and unhurried, as if nothing could threaten him.

In the Demon Attendant's trial space beneath the Yangshen Gorge, Lu Zaiye once again demonstrated his profound knowledge.

Especially when they were chased by the Crow-footed Crow, Lu Zaiye briefly controlled the Shenxing Ship.

He can make the traveling ship teleport a certain distance.

This is something that even Xu Yi cannot do.

Later, Xu Yi fainted due to injury and reappeared in the deserted city. No one knew what happened in the middle.

The most recent suspicion was in the secret realm of Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect not long ago.

The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy caused Xu Yi and others to fall into a coma.

But after Xu Yi fell into coma, he briefly woke up for less than a breath.

And in that very short period of time, she saw Shangguan Yuquan and another blurry figure.

The vague figure flashed in her eyes, but her subconscious told her that the figure was Lu Zaiye.

Lu Zaiye was only in the middle stage of out-of-body cultivation and was a disciple of Elder Qingfeng. How could he deal with Shangguan Yuquan and kill him alone?

Xu Yi refused to believe it, so she kept the matter buried deep in her heart without showing anything unusual.

But today these doubts popped up like mushrooms after a rain, leaving her with a knot in her throat.

"Lu Zaiye, what secrets do you have..."

Xu Yi's eyes were dark, and his deep voice gradually dissipated in the room.


Chapter completed!