Feng Yi's actions at this time were obviously a bit abrupt.

It was because Shang Zhengliang was not here, and others were not easy to intervene. However, the Dharma image, with a glance at Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon, and when he remembered the past, he felt that Feng Yi was really foresighted and said: "Amitabha! - Junior Brother Zhang, the 'Blood-Devouring Bead' has the ability to steal people's minds and minds. It is indeed inappropriate for you to keep it by your side at all times!"

Zhang Xiaofan's lips moved, but he did not respond.

Just holding the "fire-burning stick" tightly, the hand was pinching it became tighter and tighter unconsciously, and cold sweat broke out in the palm of my palm.

"Junior Brother Zhang, believe me, I won't harm you."

Feng Yi's eyes were clear and he looked at him sincerely, then stretched out his hand to fix it in front of him. Zhang Xiaofan's breathing became heavy for a moment, and the heavens and man in his heart fought. As for rationality, he felt that he could believe this senior brother who had experienced life and death in the Ancient Cave of Wanbats. But for some reason, there was a vague power in his heart that prevented him from doing this.

I don’t know whether it was due to the effect of the pure yang power of the "Xuanhuo Mirror" just now, or Zhang Xiaofan’s own mentality was stable, but after he was silent for a long time, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then put the "fire burning stick" on Feng Yi’s palm.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have a certain feeling of loss flashed in his heart. But at the same time, his heart felt inexplicably relaxed. Two completely different emotions intertwined, making him feel as if he had gone through an arduous battle, soaked in cold sweat!

Even the "fire-burning stick" faintly emitted a blue light, as if he was going to make a final struggle.

The "fire-burning stick" has a slightly cool texture. Feng Yi held it in his hand and did not feel any strange power. However, he knew the significance of Zhang Xiaofan's move, which was the trust he still retained under his complex thoughts!

Feng Yi could feel the heavy weight of trust: "Junior Brother Zhang, no matter what happens, please don't forget that you have never faced alone! I, and we, will be the solid help behind you!"

When he said "we", he turned to the side.

There were Song Daren, Tian Ling'er and others on Dazhu Peak, as well as Zeng Shushu, Qi Hao and other senior brothers. Among them, Lu Xueqi, who had concern in his eyes, was indispensable. When Zhang Xiaofan looked at Feng Yi's point one by one, no matter which one he was, he responded to him with a smile or nod.

In an instant, infinite warmth emerged in Zhang Xiaofan's heart. Even when he was facing the questioning of the real person in charge of the head sect, he was willing to take on the great relationship and speak for him. He had to accept this friendship and could not refuse to admit it!

"Uncle Tian!"

Tian Buyi didn't expect Feng Yi to suddenly call him, but Feng Yi threw something to him. He didn't pay attention and caught it casually. Only then did he realize that it was Zhang Xiaofan's "fire burning stick", which is the "blood-sucking bead" of the Demon Cult!

Feng Yi said: "This thing has a lot to do, so you should take charge of it first."

Tian Buyi paused for a moment, nodded and said, "You are intent." Feng Yi turned around and bowed to all the master elders in the palace, apologized for interrupting the progress of the matter, and then said to Faxiang: "Senior Brother, the interruption was not intentional interference, I hope to forgive my sins! - Please ask me, let me tell us the truth!"

"Amitabha!"

Although Feng Yi interrupted the situation in the middle, the matter was too heavy for the secret Dharma image. Therefore, the old saying was mentioned again, and the Dharma image did not feel any relaxed at all. He still sighed and chanted the Buddha's name in his lament. Facing Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, he said with a complicated expression: "The murder of the villagers of Caomiao Village, Xia Qingyun Mountain was indeed the one in my Tianyin Temple!"

Wow!

"What?"

Although the performance of Faxiang and Puhong made the smart people in the hall realize it. When Faxiang said this directly, it still caused a sound of shock, surprise, questioning and even anger. Even Daoxuan and Tian Buyi, who cultivated their minds and nature, all faces changed drastically, and they were unbelievable. Ru Lin Jingyu was even more furious and pulled out the "Dragon-Slaying Sword", and a blue light shone brightly in the Yuqing Palace!

"Stop him!"

Zhenren Daoxuan shouted loudly, and immediately Tian Buyi and others stopped Lin Jingyu.

There seemed to be a thunder thunder in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, which made his mind buzz, and his body staggered, almost unsteady.

A heart, as if it had broken, slid deep into the depths and sank!

The Dharma Image did not care about other people at all, but just fell on Zhang Xiaofan's body, which was both worry and pity. After everyone finally calmed down, the Dharma Image sighed before slowly revealing the past.

It turns out that the bloody case in Caomiao Village was caused by "Puzhi", one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple!

Because he was able to break the obsession of immortality, he was seriously injured after being attacked by Cang Song, and his thoughts were lost, and he was taken advantage of by the "blood-sucking beads", and he became a demon with just one thought!

Thinking that the person who kept his life secret for him was the culprit of the deep blood hatred, Zhang Xiaofan laughed miserably and fell to the ground with such force.

No one had ever thought of it!

At that moment, a figure in Baiyi Shengxue ran out regardless of the eyes of everyone and supported Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan was in a daze and didn't even look at anyone who was supporting him. He just stared at the Dharma telling and telling him in a daze.

"Amitabha!"

"This is the truth of the matter. All the mistakes are related to my uncle, but they have nothing to do with Junior Brother Zhang. I hope the real person will be clear and don't blame him!"

Zhenren Daoxuan looked inexplicable, and his anger towards Zhang Xiaofan was naturally dissipated. However, before he could speak, Zhang Xiaofan sneered himself "hehehe", his voice full of heartbreaking sadness.

"Old Qi!"

"Xiaofan!"

Two voices suddenly broke into his heart.

Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and looked at Ueda Buyi and Su Ru's concern. Tian Buyi was very guilty in his heart. His disciples had suffered so much, but this master could not help him.

Tian Buyi sighed: "Lao Qi, I blamed you for this matter. I was too negligent on weekdays and failed to pay attention to your feelings. I hope you don't blame me for being a teacher!"

With Tian Buyi's very good-looking personality, it is really surprising that he can say such words in front of so many people. Only Su Ru's beautiful eyes flashed brightly, she was quite familiar with her husband, and knew very well that even though Tian Buyi was good at face-to-face, she was also a person who was responsible.

Su Ru was not as stiff as Tian Buyi, and walked straight over to hold his hand: "Xiaofan, you are suffering!"

In Zhang Xiaofan's life, except for his childhood parents and the Tianyin Temple Puzhi who had a deep relationship with him, only Dazhufeng's fellow disciples occupied the most important part of his heart. Master and his wife expressed their concerns one after another, and Zhang Xiaofan's almost broken thoughts couldn't help but stop.

Especially, when he suddenly realized that he was still leaning against someone, his whole body suddenly became stiff, and he was so anxious that he stood firm, and his heart was panicked: "Master's wife. - Lu, Senior Sister Lu..."

Master Shuiyue sighed silently and turned his face with a complicated expression.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw a man rushing into the Yuqing Palace with panic on his face. Master Shuiyue said strangely: "Junior Sister Tong, what happened? Is it so panicked?"

Her voice immediately attracted the attention of the people in Yuqing Palace.

The visitor is Tong Zhengning!

She heard Shui Yue's voice, but she was anxious and had no time to pay attention. She glanced in the hall and immediately locked on Tian Buyi: "Senior Brother Tian!" She strode over and bowed down without hesitation, "Please make sure to take action and save my senior brother!"

Tian Buyi was shocked by her tribute and hurriedly supported her.

Although he and Shang Zhengliang often argued about trivial matters and liked to distinguish between him, to some extent, it was also a manifestation of the two of them paying attention to each other. He suddenly heard Tong Zhengning kneeling down and begging him, and a bad idea came to his mind: "Junior Sister Tong, what are you doing? You and I are both classmates. If there is anything, it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, how can I rude it?"

"Uncle Master——" Feng Yi heard Tong Zhengning's words clearly, and suddenly felt shocked. He didn't care about the etiquette of superiority and inferiority, and asked quickly, "What happened? What happened to Master?"

Tong Zhengning glanced at him slightly, his eyes were filled with tears, and immediately turned back to Tian Buyi: "Senior Brother, in order to open the Fengzhen Town as soon as possible, he had no choice but to use the 'Finding Heart Art' to kill Yu Hengzi of Changshengtang and five silver armored zombies! Although Master Xu urgently blocked the acupoints around his senior brother's body, and he had abolished his cultivation, his senior brother's soul and body were still injured, and he had reached a dying state. Please ask Senior Brother Tian to save him for the sake of the friendship between his classmates!"

"What?"

Feng Yi's face turned pale!

——The "Heart Burning Art" that never ends! No wonder I didn’t see my master in the palace just now, and such an unexpected thing happened?

Thinking of the characteristics of the "First Heart-burning Art", Feng Yixin was like a knife cut and could no longer stay. He hurried from His Highness Yuqing to the sea of ​​clouds, and couldn't wait to sacrifice to the "Mingquan" and flew towards Chaoyang Peak!

In the air, Feng Yi was anxious and worried looking at the familiar green clouds.

It was obvious that it didn't take much time to return to the mountain from Tongtian Peak to the sword. But at the moment, he felt it was too slow, and every moment became extremely long, making people restless.

Chaoyang Peak arrives.

Feng Yi fell straight to the main peak, ran into the courtyard of Master Shang Zhengliang as fast as possible, and broke into the room - "Master!"

There was a person in the room frowning.

Feng Yi paused for a moment: "Master!" Xu Yuming looked up and said, "Feng Yi, you are here." Feng Yi quickly walked closer, turned his eyes to the bed in the room, which seemed to be lying quietly on it, but actually had a weak breath and a face like gold and paper.

"Master, Master, he—"

Before Xu Yuming could speak, someone came in the yard.
Chapter completed!