After rebirth, the big sister tore up the script

Chapter 19 You Should Return to Your Original Heart

This question stumped Feng Yuewan.

She now knows that those things cannot be disclosed to others, and those words that were blurted out by her are bound to be recovered by herself.

"I……"

Fengyue Wan originally planned to say that she heard people talking about these things at the foot of the mountain, and some people thought it was Moxiu who wanted to make trouble.

But after only one word, she felt a heavy pressure above her head.

Is it...

Shi Xing's tense voice came: [It's the way of heaven. 】

Only the way of heaven can target a person so accurately, while others don't notice it.

Cold sweat broke out on the back, Fengyue Wan glanced at the dark sky vaguely.

She gritted her teeth, resisted the coercion of heaven, and managed to squeeze out a sentence: "I... talking nonsense, Senior Yan... don't care..."

In just one sentence, she exhausted all her strength.

Of course Yan Rongyu didn't believe her words, he could see that something was obviously wrong with Feng Yuewan's current situation.

I knew about my pills, Fengyue Wan had just taken the Nine-Turn Blood Qi Pill, and it was impossible for her to have any internal injuries, but her sad performance didn't seem like she was pretending.

This Fengyue Wan is full of weirdness.

Yan Rongyu didn't speak, Feng Yuewan's body felt more and more heavy, like a giant behind her put his hands on her shoulders, and pressed all the strength of his body on her body, so that she couldn't stand upright.

She tried her best to reach out and grabbed Yan Rongyu's clothes: "Yan...Senior..."

Yan Rongyu saw that the cassock on Feng Yuewan's body had been soaked through at some point, and her face was flushed abnormally, but her eyes were clear, as if she was urging something.

"Forget it..."

With a soft sigh, as if some switch had been turned on, Fengyue Wan felt the coercion on her body disappear suddenly, she staggered, and almost fell into the fire in front of her.

It was Yan Rongyu who pulled her back.

"Thank you senior..."

Fengyue Wan felt lingering fear.

If Yan Rongyu hadn't let go, would she have been liquidated by Heaven just now?
[Don't rush to relax, Tiandao is still watching.That kind of strongly suggestive words can no longer be said. 】

Fengyue suddenly realized that the great powers of various factions have repeatedly failed. This has already happened. The problem is that what I said at the time implied that the death of Da Neng was related to the magic cultivator.

After calming down, Fengyue Wan sat down again and performed a cleaning technique on herself.

Feeling it carefully, the coercion of heaven is indeed gone, but a strong peeping can indeed be felt above the head.

After understanding the minefield of Heavenly Dao, Fengyuewan knew how to avoid it.

She first apologized to Yan Rongyu: "I'm sorry, Senior Yan, I lost my temper."

Yan Rongyu's self-cultivation was excellent, and she kept silent when Fengyue Wan adjusted herself, and even closed her eyes and pretended to meditate.

He only opened his eyes when he heard Feng Yuewan's voice: "Fellow Daoist, let's go back to the original question. Your question is, if you know that you will definitely do evil after the day of Xie Mian, should you kill him now?"

Fengyue Wan nodded.

"This question is meaningless."

Fengyue Wan was stunned.

"Because you concealed other unspoken conditions. No matter what my answer is, it will only deepen your doubts. I can only say that you should go back to the beginning, think about your original intention, why you hesitate on this issue, What is your purpose, maybe you will have a different harvest."

Her original intention?

Her original intention and purpose was to stop the war between immortals and demons.

Taking a step back, if the war between immortals and demons cannot be prevented, then at least the immortal sect must survive in the war.

Suddenly, Fengyue Wan realized something.

She seemed to have never asked Shi Xing, if he could stop the battle between immortals and demons without killing Xie Mianzhi Su Qingchuan, would he insist on killing them.

"Senior Yan," Feng Yuewan's eyes sparkled, "Thank you for your reminder!"

She finally knew how to communicate with Shi Xing!

When she went back, she sorted out her thoughts, and she wanted to have a long talk with Shi Xing.

"It's good if you can understand something..."

The great powers of various factions have fallen strangely, and it is not that no one has suggested that Moxiu is secretly playing tricks in order to weaken the strength of Xianmen.

I hope I think too much.

***
The next day, Jiu Yaoyuan's disciples discovered that Feng Yuewan's mood had never been better.

Even the luck of their team has improved.

Within half an hour of departure, they found the purpose of their trip, Polygonatum odoratum.

Polygonatum odoratum grows in the middle of a steep mountain wall, and in front of it is a bottomless valley, and an unknown gray mist rises from time to time below the valley.

There is something strange about the gray fog, the spiritual sense can't penetrate it, and the fierce beasts protecting the treasure can't be seen with naked eyes around the Polygonatum odoratum.

"I don't know what's weird about that gray mist. It's best to take an obstacle-breaking pill in advance, and post a few if you have a heart-purifying talisman. Do you have a defensive magic weapon? Hold it in your hand in advance to prevent accidents."

Above, the first sentence is from Fengyuewan, and the latter sentence is Fengyuewan's own suggestion.

Disciple Jiuyaoyuan looked at Fengyue Wan, with more or less surprise in his eyes, and a bit of appreciation.

It was Yan Rong and Du who looked at Feng Yuewan with admiration: "Fellow Daoist is very thoughtful."

All he thought of was to set up an isolation formation around him in advance, and then bring a defensive magic weapon.

After Yan Rongyu was ready, he said to the other disciples: "This time I will go by myself, and you will meet me below. Don't act rashly."

"Brother, proceed carefully."

Yan Rongyu is not a sword cultivator, but he has a high-grade flying magic weapon.

Not long after he controlled the flying magic weapon into the gray fog, something seemed to be moving on the cliff.

Not only Fengyuewan found out, but other disciples also saw it.

Because the divine sense cannot be used, the distance with the naked eye is too far to see clearly what it is.

"What is that? It can't be a beast, right?"

"The vicious beasts and treasures are all directly next to them, so why are they so far away?"

"No, it's people," a disciple noticed. "They are pulling the rope, and they seem to be preparing to go down the cliff."

"Could it be that their goal is Polygonatum odoratum?!"

The disciples whispered.

Fengyue Wanzhi Haizhong sometimes awakens this cheating weapon, and he recognizes people from Xiaoyao Mansion as soon as those people appear.

"It's really lingering..."

Feng Yuewan muttered in a low voice, judging from the people she met in Xiaoyao Mansion in the past few days, she really didn't have the slightest liking for Xiaoyao Mansion.

It was difficult to distinguish the figure of the people on the cliff, but Yan Rongyu's back was easy to recognize.

From Fengyue Wan's point of view, he is already very close to Polygonatum odoratum.

Yan Rongyu was very cautious, and did not go forward to dig immediately, but stayed for a while to observe the surrounding situation.

After making sure it was safe, he dug out the Polygonatum odoratum.

Just as he was about to return, a few pieces of gravel fell from above, and Yan Rong immediately controlled the flying magic weapon to retreat.

I only heard someone say bluntly: "Boy, hand over the Polygonatum odoratum!"

The voice was strangely familiar.

Yan Rongyu couldn't remember where he heard it for a while, so he just cupped his hands and said: "Daoist friends, the rules in the world of cultivating immortals, the first one gets. The Yuzhu flower has been dug out, so it belongs to me."

"Stop talking nonsense, you dare to grab things from Xiaoyao Mansion, I'm tired of working!"

Yan Rongyu didn't take the other party's nonsense words to heart, and prepared to drive the flying magic weapon back.

At this time, the gray fog dissipated.

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