Yun Hui looked at the identity jade token in his hand in a daze, and when he saw the runes on it clearly, his pupils dilated.
"It is indeed the jade token given to her by senior brother!"
"Senior Brother Ri said that if the fairy needs our help in the future, you can use this jade tablet to come to Yungu Sect to find him!"
Zhao Lingyi blushed for a moment, held the jade tablet tightly and said, "Although I can't help her now, this fairy has brought us important news!"
"The elder of Mingxia Sect, Kuang Lei, has died!"
When he said these words, the expressions of father and son Yun Dehe and Yun Hui changed at the same time.
"is this real?"
"It's absolutely true, the drop of blood in the jade tablet belongs to Kuang Lei!"
Zhao Lingyi was very sure.
He had already thoroughly studied what Yao Ranran had sent over.
It's not that he trusts Yao Ranran, but that enemies are ambushing them on all sides and may give them a fatal blow at any time.
For the sake of the lives of tens of thousands of disciples of the Yungu Sect, he must not fall and give the Demonic Cultivation Sect an opportunity to take advantage of!
Yun Dehe lay weakly on the bed, his eyes bursting with hope, "Did she kill Kuang Lei? What news did she bring?"
Zhao Lingyi said: "Master, please don't blame the disciple. After learning the news, the disciple contacted the master of Suohong Tower without permission from the master."
Yun Dehe moved his wrinkled eyelids and said with a smile: "I can rest assured that you are doing things. What the fairy said must be urgent, right?"
"Yes, Kuang Lei is dead. He also took hundreds of disciples from the Mingxia Sect to Yanlong County, Shiyan City. Now that those disciples know that Kuang Lei has died, they are all in chaos."
Yun Dehe's eyes flashed, "Then the Vientiane City's spiritual veins guarded by Kuang Lei will no longer have disciples to protect them?"
Zhao Lingyi smiled and said: "Yes, so I sent the news to Master Qin that the lost spiritual veins of Vientiane City will be back in our hands tonight!"
"That's great!" After experiencing several defeats, this was the first time Yun Dehe heard good news.
Yun Hui seemed to have lost his soul. Hearing the good news, his expression was numb and completely unbelievable.
"Then what about the blood of the Divine Phoenix that Senior Brother mentioned when he came in?"
Zhao Lingyi smiled warmly, "Junior brother, you don't have to worry about the sect master's body anymore. Fairy Ran Ran has a living mythical beast phoenix in her hands!"
"What? Cough cough cough!"
He sat up in shock while dying of illness.
Yun Dehe seemed to be saved by his words, straightened his back and held his shoulders.
"Ling Yi, is what you said true?"
In a short period of time, Zhao Lingyi has been asked many times whether this matter is true or false.
There was no hint of impatience in his expression, and he looked forward to it with him, "Master, I have confirmed that the Phoenix is really born and has recognized Fairy Ran Ran as its master!"
Yun Dehe felt as if he had been hit by a grand surprise. Instantly, his chest no longer hurt and his legs became numb.
"So, so I still have a chance to continue practicing!?"
"Of course!" Zhao Lingyi nodded firmly.
Yun Dehe's expression changed several times, and his majestic face was suddenly filled with tears, about to fall.
Yun Hui said in surprise: "The blood of the Phoenix is extremely precious. Even if she has the mythical beast Phoenix, how can she be willing to let us use it?"
Yun Dehe's tears hung on the edge of his eyes and he wiped them away: "Yes, disciple Ling Yi, she is our savior, but we have never helped her!"
Zhao Lingyi's silent memories.
What his master said makes sense.
He originally gave her the jade token to repay his kindness, but now that the jade token is back in his hand, he wants to ask her for help again.
This, he has never been so shameless...
"Maybe we can try to trade with spiritual stones?" Zhao Lingyi said hesitantly.
Yun Dehe sighed, "How can the blood of the phoenix be calculated with spirit stones? No master would be willing to exchange phoenix blood for spirit stones, even in ancient times."
How could Zhao Lingyi watch his master die after running out of life force? The spiritual light condensed in his hand and he flew away wrapped in the transmission talisman.
"You have to give it a try. That fairy is not a heartless person!"
Yunhui watched blankly as the telegraph talisman flew towards Shi Yancheng. Did the phoenix, the mythical beast that his father said had disappeared for tens of thousands of years, really appear like this?
What is the reason for the madness in front of him?
All his despair and pain seemed to be a joke...
Longyin Village.
Pu Yehai got rid of the villagers' following and climbed up to Lone Star Peak for the first time.
He looked at the quiet Black Mountain on the opposite side, imitating the way Xiao Rong used to go back, and threw a rope with a hook over it.
A dilapidated Taoist temple, with spider webs even hanging on the door.
Except for the flower swing in front of the door, which looks out of place and looks like a new thing, everything inside is quaint and does not seem to be inhabited.
Pu Yehai frowned and quickly rushed to Yao Ranran's room without stopping too much.
An old wooden table, a simple wooden bed, a quilt, and then...
Gone.
Pu Yehai was silent at her simplicity, and quickly searched all the corners and other rooms, but could not find the hub that controlled the formation.
He was surprised to spread out his ferocious consciousness, but still could not find the magic weapon to control the formation.
"Is she carrying something with her?"
Pu Yehai looked at the top of Lone Star Peak and took a quick look at the cabin.
"Why are they all mundane things?"
He opened the drawing papers pressed at the bottom of the box one by one, and various bright and beautiful postures of women came into his eyes.
"Is this god-incarnation venerable her Taoist companion? Or her admirer?"
Pu Yehai was startled for a moment and then pretended that nothing happened.
This man is an excellent painter, and the woman in the portrait is enough to make his heart flutter.
However, this woman happens to be Yao Ranran!
Pu Ye Haiyin destroyed all the portraits with an angry look.
"I killed Yao Ranran today and destroyed this village. No matter who he is, he will never be able to save their lives!"
He left angrily.
According to Kuang Lei's violent temper, he must have taken action without permission because he did not break the formation on time.
There is no need for him to waste time here at this moment.
He rushed towards Longyin Village like an arrow from a string.
In a place he didn't see, Yao Ranran and three others returned from a different route than him.
"Why are they so...calm?" Pu Yehai looked at the villagers who were talking and laughing and returning together, and walked to the entrance of the village in a daze.
"Where are Kuang Lei and everyone from the Mingxia Sect?!"
A gust of cold wind blew by, ruffling his clothes.
Pu Yehai watched the lights gradually go out. Jiang Shengxiang helped Grandma Zhang back to the house and wiped her eyes again and again.
"Illusion? Is it an illusion?"
"Yao Ranran, and her little tree, where is the woman?"
Pu Yehai walked around Longyin Village several times. Except for the fact that more lights were turned off, he couldn't see the other walking monks.
“Where are they hiding??”
Rustling, only the yellow fallen leaves responded to him.
At the entrance of the village under the starry night, he was the only one standing alone from behind.
The yellowish candlelight stretched his figure extremely long...