Back to study.

Feng also used a specific method to unlock the ban and take out the things in the "Qiankun Bag".

This time, the items sent by the Skinny Monkey were three, a thick envelope, a silk scroll tied with a tight string, and a heavy gray cloth pocket. The envelopes and scrolls are mostly used to record messages, and the seal also speculated about the contents, but the gray cloth pocket made him quite curious.

Unlocked the thin string in your pocket, and a smell of food came to your face.

Feng Yi distinguished it. The smell was lightly sweet and the fragrance of plants, which was relatively unfamiliar. He took out a piece and put it in front of him, but the green flesh was covered with frosting, a very delicate snack. Feng Yi's eyes were surprised, but a smile appeared in his mouth.

Put it in your mouth, and the right freshness of the plants and frosting is mixed, and it will melt in an instant, making Feng Yi's emotions liven up.

"Well, this smell-"

Feng Yi thought to himself, "Is it the strange cactus she mentioned before? She really made it, so she has been in the wilderness temple recently."

When he thought of this, Feng Yi's spiritual light appeared. He suddenly put down the gray cloth pocket and picked up the scroll.

After untiing the string, the silk cloth scroll was unfolded. The woman in the painting had a bright eyes and looked at the front calmly. The portrait was delicate, and her creamy skin color could be fully expressed. The woman's expression was slightly solemn, and the corners of her mouth smiled, which made her feel a little more tender and close.

Feng Yi's eyes softened in an instant, and his fingers gently stroked the portrait: "Biyao——"

The woman in the painting is handsome and free and elegant, with a magnificent dress on the outside, covering her jasper gauze, which covers her sharpness and adds to her charm and liveliness. Her white wrist reflects the frost and snow, and wearing a wrist with a southern style makes Feng Yi's thoughts fly and recall her first meeting. Only the majestic and grand seat under the woman suddenly raises the courage of the whole scroll.

There was no word on the painting, but when Feng Yi saw this, he knew it in his heart.

——The picture shows that Biyao should look like when he integrated the power of the temple, reformed the teachings, and rectified them. After the rectification was completed, he would have no time to see this scene with his own eyes. He knew the purpose of Biyao sending this portrait over—

She has always practiced the promise in the past years!

And when it comes to accumulating strength, she is now ahead!

Feng Yi sighed silently, moved his reluctant gaze, tied the scroll and put it into the study room. He just turned around, but felt something was wrong, so he took it back and put it straight into the "Qiankun Bag" before he was satisfied. Then he returned to the desk, opened the envelope, and took out a thick stack of paper full of fly heads.

The content of the letter is similar to what Feng Yi expected.

In addition to the concerns and greetings between the two, there were also topics that had failed to discuss before, and the most important one was the news related to the Yin Puppet Sect of the Ancient Demon Sect!

Feng Yi quickly browsed the news and fell into thought after reading the messages.

The news from Biyao is generally very similar to the news from Qingyun Sect inquiry. However, the news from Biyao is extremely detailed, especially the crazy gangster who is about the "Thirteen Heavenly Demons", which is so detailed that it is shocking, and every word is concise and true to see it in person.

Feng Yi looked strange and thought to himself - Could it be that the Demon Sect was everywhere and had been sent by Bi Yao to sneak in? Otherwise, how could he get such detailed information? Suddenly, Feng Yi smiled and sighed, "After many years of old sects, it would be strange if they were not penetrated into sieves with the rough means of Yinpu Sect!"

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's face showed a deep condensation.

The evil demons are cunning and will definitely not be ignorant of the risks of the uneven quality of the disciples. Either they are arrogant and lose their minds, bewildered by the brief "prosperity" scene in front of them, and are immersed in it and lose their minds; or, the evil demons have already planned and have not taken the devil-bearing monks who are easily gathered to heart.

"The evil demon has caused a wave of turmoil that swept the world in just over a year. He will not be stupid or dementia, so it can only be the latter!" Feng Yi stood up and listed the detailed information of the Demon Sect in his hand. "Therefore, the key to dealing with the Demon Sect is not to eradicate the four divisions, but still on those evil demons!"

Feng Yi came out of the study and took him to Tongtian Peak in a hurry.

Shortly after he left, Xiaohuan chased Tao Ya and broke into the villa. Although the cute creatures with clear black and white were chubby, few people could match their skill. Xiaohuan could not catch up with her, so he had to use the method of tempting food. Then Tao Ya hesitated for a moment!

"You!" Xiaohuan ran half of the mountain and rubbed her soft head hard to vent his anger. "You run away as soon as you say you're going to take a shower. Look at you're dirty, how come you look like a girl? Alas——"

Tao Ya, who had been honest, suddenly smelled a smell from the study room. His dark and round eyes glared, revealing a look of coveting and yearning. She struggled hard, slid out of Xiaohuan's arms and fell to the ground, ran to the study room, squeezed open the door and crawled in.

"Hey, Tao Ya!"

"Don't bother Master!"

In surprise, Xiaohuan used his body skills and grabbed Tao Ya into his arms. At the same time, he quickly apologized: "Master, disciple - Hey, Master is not in the study?" Tao Ya did not expect that Xiaohuan was "not polite to be a martial artsman". She felt the clearer and more attractive smell at the nose, and she struggled again.

But this time Xiaohuan was prepared and held her tightly, not allowing her to move around.

Tao Ya was helpless. Unless she burst out with strength, she couldn't break free, and was so anxious that she was humming. Xiao Huan ignored her. After noticing that his master was not there, he walked out while teaching a lesson. Halfway walked, suddenly a sweet smell of fresh plants floated over. Xiao Huan paused under her feet, and her eyes followed the smell keenly, locking in the open and unclosed gray cloth pocket on the desk.

"Huh, what does it taste?"

Xiao Huan fell in love with sweets, subconsciously licked her lips, and hesitated, "It seems delicious..."

——

Tongtian Peak.

Feng Yi left Yuqing Palace half a day after visiting.

Xiao Yicai held the news in his hand, and his eyes were deep like a deep abyss. Feng Yi had left. He was still staring at the entrance of the hall. The two news were not the same in the general direction, but they were very different in detail. Xiao Yicai was complicated and had many thoughts.

——How long has Chaoyang Peak been revived, and you have mastered such powerful means of investigating news!

Only when Xiao Yicai faced himself did he have to admit that the pressure Feng Yi brought him was no less than that of the Four-Standard Demon Sect! In the past, Daoxuan would not be afraid of the prosperity of any of the seven veins, because no matter what, Daoxuan knew that it would not exceed his control.

But Xiao Yicai couldn't do it.

Chaoyang Peak can flourish, but if it develops beyond Tongtian Peak, can he still guarantee the ownership of "Changmen"? Of course, with Xiao Yicai's mind, he would not have done stupid things that were jealous of his fellow disciples. He just vaguely realized that the imbalance that Qingyun was about to face was not only the extremely prosperous Chaoyang Peak, but also the Luoxia Peak, and the Dazhu Peak, which had very few disciples but occupied a lineage of resources.

In the past, Qingyun was a stable whole. Although the power of each vein was great, it was not completely separated from the main vein of the Changmen. However, as Cangsong rebelled out of Qingyun, he stood firmly behind Changmen and took charge of the "punishment" of the entire sect, the important lineage that declined, maintained the link between the seven veins with "reward punishment" and the independence between each vein became stronger and stronger.

Xiao Yicai sat in the position of the head teacher and clearly realized this trend.

Normally, if he suppresses contemporary times and the successors of his peers are still led by him, then these will return to the original pattern with time. But in this era, the person who is most admired by everyone is not him!

"If the seven veins are not reunited, and if this continues, will the foundation passed down by the ancestor be the 'Qingyun Sect', or will it become the 'Qingyun Seven veins Alliance'?" Xiao Yicai held his fingers tightly, with a firm expression, "So this time, we must lay the overall situation by using the power of destroying evil spirits and at all costs! - Junior Brother Feng, I hope you can always be consistent in your words and deeds..."

Feng Yi left Yuqing Palace.

Walking down the steps, the blue pool was surging, and a mighty and ferocious head was poked out from it. Qingyun Lingzun, the mountain-squeezing spirit beast conquered by Qingye Patriarch, was now staring at the center of his eyes with his huge eyes.

As an ancient alien species that has accompanied the ancestors of all generations to survive until today, it has extraordinary spiritual awareness.

On Feng Yi's body, it sensed the "Taiqing" breath that others could not detect!

The Lingzun has a respected status in the Qingyun Sect, and it hardly has to pay attention to anyone or any other people's business. But there is one thing that it always remembers - that sword can only be handed over to people with the "Taiqing" aura! What it recognizes is only the breath of realm and no identity difference.

Therefore, Feng also passed by this place and immediately attracted its attention.

"Ling Zun?" Feng Yi got along much with Tao Ya and could understand the thoughts of some strange beasts.

"Huluhulu~" Ling Zun raised his head to him and nodded again. Feng Yi had never learned the unique magic of communicating with Ling Zun, so he could not communicate with it spiritually. Unfortunately, he spread his hands: "Sorry, Ling Zun, I'm afraid I can't understand what you want to say."

Who would have thought that Lingzun had a loud sniff, and his head turned and sank into the green pond.

Feng Yi laughed and didn't take it seriously. He didn't even see any moves. He didn't even show his fairy sword "Tianfeng". He just moved his mind and was possessed by a stern fairy light, holding him straight into the sky and leaving in an instant!

Just left Tongtian Peak.

Feng Yi was in Yuntian, and his eyes suddenly moved, and he noticed something strange under him.

So the flying figure stopped, his eyes briefly looked around, and then silently descended to the clouds, heading towards an inconspicuous mountain in the Qingyun Mountains.

In the mountains and forests, Zhang Xiaofan waited quietly.

There was a gray figure in the forest around, jumping on the treetops, and the noisy sounds were rustling. Feng Yi looked in the sound, facing the gray figure quietly looking from the treetops. The gray figure was startled, came back to his senses and made a stubborn face, fell from the tree, and fell to the big yellow dog that had been sleeping on the ground.

The big yellow dog was startled by the foreign object that suddenly fell and jumped up with a "boom". After seeing it clearly, not only was it not afraid, but it became more and more excited. He stepped apart and ran wildly in the forest. Only waves of dog barking and chirping laughter filled the forest.

"Are you here waiting for me?"
Chapter completed!