The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chapter 148 Prohibition
Seeing that they were not malicious, Nan Jinping told them all the rumors he knew on the way down the mountain together.

Fang Qingya was fascinated by listening to the book: "So Wan Lezong killed a big devil before, so all the devil's subordinates came to take revenge!?"

Nan Jinping was also not sure: "This is just a rumor, no one knows if it is true or not."

She sighed, and said: "And now that everyone in the Wanle Sect is dead, there is no possibility to verify the truth of this rumor."

Chu Jinsui followed them step by step.

Vendetta?

Did Wan Lezong have any life and death enemies before?It doesn't seem to be there in memory.

What about Jihengzhou?Does he have it?
"Oops!" Nan Xiaomu paused and stopped in place.

Fang Qingya was taken aback: "Why are you so surprised?"

Nan Xiaomu took out the flashing jade token: "This game is over."

On the jade plate is the school logo of Huanyinmen.

Nan Jinping also took out his jade token: "We've been discovered... Shall we go back?"

Nan Xiaomu smashed the pot and stuffed the jade token into his bosom: "Anyway, you will be punished if you go back now, and it will be the same if you go back later, let's look for it first and then talk."

Chu Jinsui asked: "You said there is a piano score in Jianzong?"

Nan Jinping nodded: "That's right, it's a sheet music for controlling spirits. You are sword cultivators, and you may not understand that among our music cultivators, there are very few people who can master the art of controlling spirits and killing hearts."

"My brother happens to be one of them, so this sheet music is very important to us, otherwise we wouldn't sneak out and risk getting punished."

Chu Jinsui immediately thought of the "Big Dream Three Lives" lying in his storage bag.

Fang Qingya snorted: "I haven't heard of any music scores of Jianzong. If you want to find them, you can go to Zangshu Pavilion first."

"You can enter the library at the outer door at will, but you can't enter the inner door. If you want to go in, you probably have to go back and tell your head to let her take you in."

Nan Jinping had no choice but to say, "That's the only way to go."

"when--"

The loud bells echoed among the peaks.

Chu Jinsui raised his head: "The sect summoned us to gather in the main hall."

Chengfeng groaned and raised his head: "Why do you want to do it again? It's not long since I came out to let the wind go, and I have to have some time to let the wind go when I'm in prison!"

Chu Jinsui turned to Nan Jinping and said, "Go straight down the mountain from here to the Zangshu Pavilion. There is no forbidden area nearby."

Nan Jinping nodded: "Thank you, let's say goodbye."

Chu Jinsui and Chengfeng are wielding swords again, ready to rush to the main hall.

Fang Qingya shouted quickly: "Take me! I'm not skilled yet! It's too late for me to run over!"

Chengfeng laughed and grabbed his collar.

"Whoosh-"

The long sword flew out.

Only Fang Qingya's cry echoed in the valley: "Ah——can you lift me up——"

"Can you hold on tight—"

"Don't let go and don't throw me down!!!"

Chu Jinsui followed behind them and said with a smile, "Don't make fun of him."

Only then did Chengfeng use his strength to lift Fang Qingya up.

Fang Qingya stood firm and grabbed Chengfeng's shoulders tightly: "I'm scared to death!"

Walking to the mountain road in front of the main hall, the two fell down.

"It's really scary. I feel like I'm a little afraid of heights." Fang Qingya patted his chest after standing still, with a look of lingering shock on his face, "Maybe walking is best for me."

He sighed, "What kind of toil is I!"

Chu Jinsui looked at the fellow disciples rushing to the main hall ahead: "Come on, don't talk about it, be careful that you will be punished for copying books if you are late."

As soon as he heard the copying of the book, Cheng Feng quickly cheered up: "Go, go! My biggest enemy in this life is the book."

The large square in front of the main hall was already full of disciples from the outer sect of Jianzong.

The inner disciples stood in the hall, followed their master, and stood at the bottom of the steps.

Su Yao smiled at them from afar.

Chu Jinsui felt that there was still a gaze on her. She raised her head and met the eyes of Yue, who was standing in the hall with Su Yao.

She smiled.

Chengfeng waved his hand gently to them.

"Huh?" Fang Qingya asked suspiciously, "Is there someone from Huanyinmen and Fantian Temple over there?"

He pointed to the two strange monks sitting in the main hall, and the twenty or so disciples below who were dressed in different school uniforms.

Chu Jinsui looked over: "Is that the acting head of the Huanyinmen?"

Chengfeng rubbed his chin: "It looks very gentle, why did you scare Nan Jinping and Nan Xiaomu like that."

"This statement is wrong." Fang Qingya said, "At any rate, he is acting as the head of the sect. How can he convince the public if he does not act dignifiedly?"

Chengfeng looked aside: "Is that the Buddha's son from Fantian Temple? Why is his hair longer than mine?"

Chu Jinsui explained: "Buddhist practitioners can also practice with hair."

"Look, among the disciples of Buddhism below, some are shaved and some practice with hair."

At this time, the man in the hall just turned his head back, with a red mark between his eyebrows, long hair scattered on his shoulders, slightly drooping eyelids, neither sad nor happy, he turned his eyes to look this way.

Eyes meet.

Chu Jinsui was startled, his eyes looked familiar.

It seems to have seen it somewhere.

She was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

"Sui Sui?" Cheng Feng called her, "What's wrong?"

She withdrew her gaze and shook her head: "It's okay, I was distracted just now."

The Buddha sitting high above the main hall glanced over, his eyes were empty, as if nothing in the world could be seen, and the sight that fell on the girl outside the hall just now was just a casual glance.

"My disciple of the Sword Sect listens to the order!" A deep voice came from the hall.

"From now on, all disciples are not allowed to leave the sect without any mission until the ban is lifted!"

With this order, the crowd suddenly boiled.

Chengfeng was also shocked: "Why? Why is the ban suddenly issued? Do you really want us to go to jail?"

Chu Jinsui bit his lip: "It's not right."

Fang Qingya couldn't believe his ears: "We have only returned to Jianzong for two days, why did we lose the opportunity to go out?"

Chu Jinsui raised his head: "Remember what I heard on the road before, have there been more magic repairs recently?"

Chengfeng frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Yes." Chu Jinsui nodded, "Otherwise there would be no reason to issue a ban."

"A lot of tasks have to be done outside the sect. It slows down everyone's progress. There must be some reason for doing this. This is the only thing I can think of."

Cheng Feng said: "Then it seems that the reason why Huanyinmen and Fantian Temple are here is self-evident."

Fang Qingya shrugged: "Oh, the gods fight, and the little devil suffers. I don't know how long I will be locked up now."

"Quiet—" the suzerain's deep voice sounded again.

The crowd fell silent.

"The ban has been issued, and anyone who violates it will be expelled from Jianzong!"

(End of this chapter)