Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Chapter 47

When the king’s capital was flooded by floods, Ji Yunlai opened the water-gathering formation on Feilai Peak and sucked away the water of the king’s capital when he saw humans and animals becoming fish and turtles.

The Flying Peak Master can also open the formation-but his spirit is far less than leading the blue sky and down to the nine secluded realm, although the water can be sucked into the belly of the mountain with the water gathering element formation, but it is difficult to distinguish the mortals in the water. If the mortals are also sucked in, what is the difference if it **** water or not?

The man behind the scenes of Fuqin is a no-brainer.

First, various rumors were used to attract the attention of court and Kun-Lai disciples, and then riots were triggered on the grounds of the destruction of the sacred stone. In the middle, mortals were used to set fires, and the sergeant leader who maintained order was secretly attacked, and Brother Kun-Lai called for rain to clean up.

Then it was covered with heavy rain, and the valve was opened to release the water. When the abnormality was discovered, the water potential was already established, and the heavy rain would be a disaster.

If it works well, Kun-Lai can be helpless even in the presence of Feilai Peak, which can cause great difficulties.

In this way, Kun-Lai and the Great Xiao Kingdom were severely slapped.

And the one who made such a plan was actually a mortal with no cultivation base, so Ji Yunlai’s admiration was not overwhelming.

Unfortunately, he was out of luck.

If he was just a divine mind with paper attached, of course, he could only let Kun-Lai’s main body or send a younger brother and younger sister to help.

After all, the true essence that he can use in the body of the rune paper can cut one caterpillar at most.

Unfortunately, there is a Feilai Peak next to him!

There are tens of thousands of spiritual stones prepared in order to maintain the order, as well as the magic array that has been stored in the mountainside for a long time to deal with various problems.

This is enough for him to maintain his strength for a moment!

Under the gods of the immortal level of others, even the ants in the water can be singled out, and the people from the royal capital can be picked up without the need to glance again.

Jushui Yuanzhen was originally used to absorb water to store water inside the mountain—the fairy family spell, can’t let the disciples fill up the reservoir in the mountain with a bucket, right?

It is just right to change it here.

Let Xiaoqing block the underground waterway with his sword aura, and the rest will be trivial matters.

And his spiritual thoughts enveloped the city, and he could naturally hear all the whispers in the city.

In this case, to find the master behind the scenes, only the two people behind the scenes need to whisper the sentence “The water valve has been opened, promptly inform the master to retreat”.

When he appeared in the hall, the other party was already waiting here comfortably.

As if waiting to show off his achievements.

Without having to ask him, he had already told all the things he had done and asked who was the person who made him show off.

Since the other party asked sincerely, Ji Yunlai naturally told him who he was with compassion.

The scene fell silent for a while.

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What are you kidding?

Ying Qingxiao could feel her fingertips shaking uncontrollably.

However, he also knew very well that no one of Kun-Lai disciples dared to call himself Ji Yunlai, and no one even dared to say the name. They only respected the master master, and when outsiders talked about him, they would always be respectful. “Xing Dao Master”.

He had also heard that Kun-Lai’s person in charge this time was too high, but even if he gave him three courage, he couldn’t expect it to be so high.

In front of Xing Daozhu, his previous arrangements that he thought to be precise were nothing short of trifling.

For a few seconds, his mind was blank, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.

What followed was uncontrollable ecstasy.

Although he has complained about Kun-Lai for many years, what he has done for many years is not to let the high-level Kun-Lai see his determination?

Can see the Lord of Kun-Lai!

What does death matter!

Suddenly he got up, opened the curtain, walked to the front hall, and bowed to the ground sincerely.

“The sinner should be Qingxiao, and see the master of Xing Dao!”

He was about 30 years old, with a handsome face, slender fingers, slender fingers, and very elegant. He looked at the other side with the same gaze as all Xizhou fans: “Xiao knows that there is no forgiveness of sin, but no matter what, please. After listening to me, the bead will be…”

“What qualifications do you have to ask me to finish listening?” The other party interrupted him calmly.

The opponent is stagnant.

“I was wasting time with you… Go and talk to my apprentice.” Ji Yunlai glanced at his fingers flatly, rolled his arms, and brought the opponent back to Feilai Peak.

The hall was silent.

After a few breaths, the monks hiding in the dark collapsed like quicksand and turned into ashes.

——

Taking the leader of the Legacy Pearl Society into the custody of Feilai Peak Master, Ji Yunlai ignored the shocked face of the other party and went to the apprentice.

Seeing him at the first glance, the apprentice seemed to want to rush forward, but he realized that it was not a paper man, so he stopped forcibly.

It’s so natural for the apprentice to switch between the silly fans and the sensible fans!

Ji Yunlai stepped forward with satisfaction and stroked his apprentice.

Instead, his shadow rushed up, touched the corner of the master’s clothes, and then returned to the master’s feet with satisfaction, and the master glared at him.

“Master, you just made the shot…” Feng Qingxiu seemed to be relieved, and a little worried, “Didn’t you say that you can’t leave after guarding Kun-Lai.”

Feeling very useless, he even asked Master to give up business and come and help him.

Feeling sad.

“Yes, this is not my body.” Ji Yun came to touch the apprentice’s hair, his figure gradually faded, and he became the little paper man again, falling down, and being held in the palm of his hand very carefully by the apprentice.

“Master, are you okay?” Feng Qingxiu asked worriedly, her face pale.

“What can I do, it’s just that this rune paper is a piece of ordinary rune paper and can’t bear my strength.” The paper man was lying in his hand with his little hand resting behind his head, “So it will soon become gray. I’m a little unhappy thinking that I won’t see you, my apprentice in the next few months.”

Feng Qingxiu bowed her head in loss.

“It’s okay, if the disciple misses me, come back soon.” The paper man said with a smile, flew over and touched the tip of his disciple’s nose.

Then, a strand of flame flew from the talisman paper, like a burning butterfly.

In his palm, only ashes remained.

…

Kun-Lai, Zhaoyuefeng.

Ji Yunlai slowly opened his eyes and quietly stared at the void in front of him.

Immediately, he raised his hand to beckon Kun-Lai’s record.

As he expected, Kun-Lai also included the information of the Legacy Bead Association, and the one named Ying Qingxiao was listed in the first few places.

Very ordinary origin, only the son of a native of the town, his father and elders came to have a son, naturally regarded as jewelry, knowing that his age is at odds with the selection of dragons and phoenixes, but also reluctant to give up, he became a legacy.

According to the place of birth, he seemed to be in the same place as the apprentice. Later, he sold his home and moved to Xiao Guo to seek the way. Because his spiritual roots were too low, he was rejected many times. Abandoning his wife and abandoning his son to join the Bead Club seemed to be very popular with the leader. news.

Therefore, it does not look like a conspiracy against him.

But why is it so similar to his deceased?

Is it really just a coincidence?

Why are the names similar even if they are similar in appearance?

The conversation with memory when he first awakened was especially in his ears. The phrase “family, relatives, Yunguo…has disappeared long ago” made him deliberately no longer think about the past when he was sixteen years old.

A thousand years is not a flimsy number. It can go from the Northern Song Dynasty to the Republic of China, it can turn the deserted continent into the south of the Yangtze River, and it can turn a teenager from nothing into a world.

What kind of family can last a thousand years?

There are still relatives who dare to use him! ?

“Yan Zhao.” He whispered softly.

“Brother, what’s the order?” Yan Zhao asked in the void.

After a long time, Ji Yunlai asked softly: “Did I mention my house with you?”

The other party was silent for a long time, and just when the other party didn’t know it, he heard him say: “I heard you mention it.”

The cautiousness in that voice was too strong, so that Head Ji didn’t want to ask any more questions.

“How did I say it?” Ji Yun came to think about it, and then asked.

“You said… the family has already helped a lot for your cultivation, and can no longer afford them, so you came out to make trouble.” Yan Zhao whispered.

“…And then?” After a moment of silence, Ji Yun came to ask.

He understands his personality, and he has the habit of forgetting his roots once he has developed. If he has the opportunity, he will definitely pay back.

But Kun-Lai did not have his former family.

“Brother, don’t ask…” Yan Zhao whispered.

“I just wanted to worship them all of a sudden.” It seems that the ending did not run, and Ji Yunlai, who found that he was not too sad, was a little confused. He is not such a cold-hearted person. Is time really smoothing out everything? ?

“Back then, was I wrong?” He casually lied to the younger brother.

“How could it be your fault!” Yan Zhao’s voice instantly took on an icy killing intent, “Blame the old man, why did he pick up that beast! It hurt you, it hurt your nephews, it hurt you. Family, he died easily, and he was surprised and relaxed, but what about us? What can we save by killing him? What do we owe them?”

“…” Ji Yunlai was speechless for a while, so it was because of him that the family was gone and his uncle died too?

Therefore, he saw himself as cold as ice in his memory, and he would even say “blood relationship, and how deep the relationship can be” this kind of words.

It should be heartache and sad, but it seems that I am already sad, and I can’t feel it anymore.

But the memory is still very vivid, as if seeing the leader of the Bead Club just now and seeing him look exactly like his uncle, so he didn’t kill him directly.

Although there was care in the family back then, after all, his parents had died prematurely. Many things, even the most precious thing in his childhood, was the incomplete “Little Yan Yang Formation” given to him by his uncle, which made him firmly and undoubtedly choose Xiu Xian. the road.

So firmly want to know what is the most basic instruction that constitutes this world.

For a thousand years, what kind of things are like people…

Yan Zhao seemed to feel the Dao heart turbulent, and soon calmed down: “Brother, the enmity has been paid, the debt has been paid, we will not forget it, but don’t mention it again, okay?”

“…Retreat.” It seemed that the memory was also a hindrance to Junior Brother, so Ji Yunlai stopped asking him.

The other party’s spirit faded quickly, and it seemed that it was his own sin to stay longer.

The dwelling was silent again.

Sure enough, except for the real feelings of getting along with Xiaoqing after waking up, his previous feelings were gone.

A bit of spiritual thinking in the darkness made him seem to be aware that something was wrong in the past.

With his character, it is difficult to have any deep hatred with others, and he does not think that any treasures and mental methods are more valuable than human life. If someone really uses these as a threat to make him give up something, unless it is really not there, it is. I will definitely give it.

How could it be so violent?

Or, of course, is oneself used or become a pawn, carrying someone else’s pot?

But no matter who it was, no benefit was obtained in the end, and he paid a considerable price.

But now, that behind-the-scenes hand seemed to gradually recover, and he wanted to weave a net with countless enemies around him, and wanted to strangle him again.

The Yizhuhui, Xiao Yuan, and Yaohu all seemed to be just a prelude.

The other party’s network cable seemed to be tangling with all the forces that coveted Kun-Lai.

A person’s natural spiritual sense cannot be wrong.

Ji Yun came to think about it, then come on.

I’m afraid I have been waiting for you for a long time before.