It has been a long time since there was such a lively scene of people gathering together in the Elder Hall.
Yuan Mou looked at the arguing people with a bit of obscure emotion in his eyes.
"Master, I can't stand her being so arrogant!"
"Yes, she just wanted to kill Zi Xu, but she actually instigated Zi Chu and Zifeng to do it. Now both sides suffer. The three best disciples of my inner sect have been lost just like this. It's really abominable!"
"So what if I can't bear it? She is a close disciple of my ancestor. How dare you touch her? Besides, even if you want to, her current strength is unfathomable. Do you think you can do it?"
"What can't be moved? She is just something that the ancestors used to sacrifice. Are you really afraid of her?"
"But it's really weird for her to be a first-level mortal and have such strength."
…
Finally, Yuan Mou spoke, "Okay, there's no need to make any more noise. I've already put him in prison. We'll talk about anything after our ancestor comes out of prison."
"Ancestor comes out of seclusion? When?" Someone frowned.
"One more day." Yuan Mou glanced at the others, and finally landed on Lan, "Before the ancestor comes out of seclusion, if I find out that someone has taken action against her, I will not be lenient!
"
Yuan Mou's words were very soft, but the momentum inside them was absolutely undeniable.
Everyone was shocked and nodded hurriedly.
At this moment, Penglai Prison.
When Zhang Qingjiu woke up, she still felt dizzy. She knew that she had lost too much energy in the battle with Zi Xu, but it was not like this.
In her current situation, it was as if her body had activated some automatic protection device to prevent her from excessive wear and tear.
It's just... where is she now?
Shaking his groggy head, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but frown, and carefully looked at the place where he was.
The rocky walls, black railings, and empty room were dark, with only the dots of firelight on the walls illuminating the place, making it look eerie and terrifying.
Zhang Qingjiu's lips twitched. Have you never seen a pig running or eaten pork?
This environment must be that of Penglai Prison?
Hey, what's this? Yesterday, Zichu told her not to come here, and today he showed up here. Could it be that his mouth was open?
However, since she is locked up here, I think...
Just when Zhang Qingjiu was wondering what these people would do to him, a burst of light suddenly came from a distance, followed by the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the leader in spotless white clothes. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "Senior Brother Leader."
"You're awake." Yuan Mou nodded slightly, his eyes were calm and calm, neither angry nor surprised, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and found a clean place to sit down, "It's nothing."
Now that he's here, doesn't he have something to say to himself?
He also asked her what she wanted to ask, she just couldn't get used to this problem of his!
As expected, when he heard Zhang Qingjiu's answer, Yuan Mou couldn't help but frown, as if something was unbearable, but he quickly returned to normal, "I know you are angry, but you must understand that as an elder,
Instigating disciples to fight is a taboo on the island. You are my junior sister, and I will give an explanation to the elders and disciples for this matter."
"Oh?" The corners of Zhang Qingjiu's lips curved, and a flash of half-smile flashed in his eyes, "So, senior brother imprisoned me because Zi Chu and Zifeng fought, not because I killed Zi Xu? Nor because of me.
A magic technique of unknown origin?"
"You..." Yuan Mou choked for breath. He knew that this woman had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, but he still despised her.
Coming here is simply making yourself miserable.
Seeing the dark look on Yuan Mou's face, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart.
Do you really think she doesn’t know the reason why she’s being imprisoned? These hypocrites really want to be bitches and build memorials at the same time.
But since he just locked himself here and came here to explain, it proves that they still dare not touch him for the time being.
If that's the case, why doesn't she respond to him?
"What's wrong, senior brother? You're thirsty and can't speak? Then you have to remember to drink more hot water." Zhang Qingjiu blinked.
The corner of Yuan Mou's mouth twitched, "Don't bring your tricks here to the mortal world. Just reflect here. I'm going back first. I will bring you out tomorrow when my ancestor comes out of seclusion."
"Best farewell to Senior Brother. It's a good time for Senior Brother. Please go slowly without seeing me off. Come back often when you have time." Zhang Qingjiu turned around and waved.
Yuan Mou, who had always walked with a light and celestial spirit, suddenly paused, took a deep breath, turned his head and said, "You can take care of yourself."
After saying that, the figure disappeared from the spot instantly.
And the entire prison became gloomy again.
Zhang Qingjiu sneered, shook his head, and sighed: "You are still in charge, but you are not humorous, and you are so petty. No wonder this Penglai has been doing nothing for so many years, but you still think you are so great."
She originally meant it to make fun of herself, but after saying this, a chuckle suddenly came from the next door.
The sound is very low, like an ancient piano, stroking away the dust and carefully twisting the precious movement.
Zhang Qingjiu was suddenly startled, are there other people here?
She just felt it, and she clearly didn't feel that there was anyone else there, unless that person was much more capable than herself!
"This friend, can you show up and talk?" Zhang Qingjiu began to look around.
But except for where she was, everything else was completely dark. Not to mention the human figure, not even a ghost could be seen.
"Stop looking for me." The voice just now sounded again, but this time it was more than laughter, it was serious words, "You can't see me."
"Why?" Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes, "Restricted?"
The voice seemed to pause for a moment, then chuckled again, "You know a lot, no wonder you were imprisoned."
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and said, "That's just my guess."
"I guess you have talent." The voice said again, "To be able to make that old man Yuan Mou so angry, you must be quite capable."
Yuanmu is an old man? Listening to the other party scolding Yuanmu like this, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but feel happy.
As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.
This man dared to talk about Yuan Mou like that, so he had some ability. He smiled and said, "From your tone, I must be a powerful person. I don't know what you call me."
"Name?" The man seemed startled by the question, and after a long time he said calmly, "No one has asked me what my name is for a long time, or... I actually don't know what my name should be, but I have to
If you do, you can call me Wei Tunan."
Wei Tunan?
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "So for ninety thousand miles, the wind is blowing down, and then it is Jin Peifeng; the one who carries the blue sky on his back, and Mo Zhiyaolan, then it is Jin Jiang Tunan. It comes from here, right?
?It is a metaphor for having great ambitions and not being afraid of hardships and dangers. You have a good name.”
"Oh? You actually know this?" The man's tone was obviously more interested.