Feeding humans, she's serious

Gu Fanyin always said what he said.

When the familiar Sect Master Canglan led his disciples to invite people, he couldn't find the usual mountain.

Lu Nian was full of surprise: "What's going on? Yunqiong Palace should be here—"

But why is the temple belt mountain gone now?

Qian Qiuxue was also stunned, but she wasn't too surprised: "Master, let's go back."

Lin Zong sighed: "Forget it, why use your own way to restrain others."

"only……"

The tall and straight sword cultivator silently stared at the misty mountain. He started talking, but didn't continue.

It was also the first time I saw such a straightforward refusal, and the little disciple who was following behind couldn't help but mutter: "This is too arrogant..."

If he continued to ask for help, it would be like stepping on the face of the world of cultivating immortals.

"Fairy Fanyin has the ability to be arrogant."

A crisp sound suddenly appeared in the hazy mist, and everyone looked up, only to see two people walking slowly from it.

Mo Chouzhou, who was extraordinarily chic with a folding fan in his hand, and Yuezhi, who was holding a sword with a serious face.

The latter nodded slightly towards Lin Zong: "Master taught me, this disciple is willing to do his best."

Probably because she couldn't get used to such a friendly atmosphere, when she finished speaking, Mo Chouzhou slapped Yue Zhi on the shoulder, and with a fan, his face was extraordinarily flamboyant: "Although we are protected by Fairy Sanskrit, she is not restrained." The people of Yunqiong Palace."

"Yuezhi's strength is not bad, but she can also do some errands for the world of cultivating immortals."

Lin Zong nodded, he could sense the casual threat in his words, and said bluntly: "Yue Zhi is my disciple, as a master, naturally he won't put his disciples in danger."

Having received the promise from the ruler, Mo Chouzhou, who showed momentum as soon as he came, also smiled, closed his fan, and pushed against Yuezhi's shoulder——

Successfully pushed people into their team without the latter's defense.

"Since that's the case, our Yunqiong Palace is also relieved," Mo Chouzhou smiled, and made a very simple salute with his hands, "Then goodbye, everyone."

The corners of the cyan-colored clothes slipped through the thick fog, and everyone stood in place, watching helplessly as Mo Chouzhou returned to the villa after finishing his speech.

Frankly, it looks like he is here to give someone away.

Lin Zong looked up at the already imperceptible mountain top, and his original serious expression became a little more complicated.

Time was running out, and no matter how many thoughts he had, Lin Zong explored Tanyue Zhizhi's cultivation, and then turned around and left with everyone.

"Yunqiong Palace, you have completely left the Canglan Sect..." I don't know whether to sigh or laugh at myself, holding the sword, Lu Nian turned and returned to his own path.

Yunqiong Palace's departure from the Canglan Sect is probably not painful for the former, but for the latter... it is already a major artery.

It was hard for Lu Nian to imagine that, as an ordinary swordsman, he was lucky enough to see such a scene at the conference after receiving the punishment for the Fourth Elder for a few days——

The elders, who were not stingy with resources in the past, were fighting for a few good materials.

The Canglan Sect is rich in sword cultivators, and the sword of sword cultivators is as important as their Dao heart to them.

There are too many days in their hands, and some elders have already forgotten what they have more than Chi Xiao, who are both major sword cultivators.

It's just that after going to the Yunqiong Palace a few more times in the past, Lu Nian could have a little wealth in his hands - they may also know it, but no one has the face to ask Gu Fanyin to come back.

The people of Canglan Sect quickly left from the foot of the mountain. As soon as they left, the figure of the person who had been hiding in the mist appeared.

Mo Chouzhou's expression was calm, and there was no trace of the unscrupulous look on his face, but he looked a little indifferent.

Standing in place and looking at the disappeared footprints, a warm smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips: "This is not possible..."

Before the words fell, the young man in the long gown raised his hand and was startled, and a small amulet boat that was pasted in the hidden forest at some time revealed his figure.

The talisman fell between the slender knuckles, and it was reduced to ashes within a moment.

Even the inside has penetrated into the puppet... This is not like a battle that a disciple can make.

"This kind of thing, as expected, it's better to leave it to their big shots." Mo Chouzhou smiled lightly, and now he really swaggered up the mountain with his sleeves waving.

When Gu Fanyin heard such a statement, he just hummed lightly, and sent his right hand forward, directly dropping a top-quality jade crown on the head of the young man in front of him.

Ning Zhi resisted the urge to escape, got up and poured a cup of tea, "Canglan Sect?"

"When there is a big battle, there may not be so many internal responses from the Canglan Sect."

Gu Fanyin answered calmly: "There are not many people left behind by the Canglan Sect. If those people are not thoroughly investigated, then these suzerains can all get rolled off the stage."

"So...the world of cultivating immortals already has the internal response of demon cultivators?"

Wu He, who had just come in with medicine from the outside, heard such a lot of words unpreparedly, and his face turned pale.

"Huh? What kind of medicine is this?" Gu Fanyin was impatient to give psychological comfort to others, his eyes fell on the bowl of dusty medicine, and he covered his nose with some disgust: "This taste is really too unique."

It was as if it had just been dug out of the muck in the back mountain.

Except for the alchemist himself, probably very few people can accept it so directly.

Knowing that the smell of the medicine was too bad, Wu He who was standing at the door lowered his head in embarrassment, shrugged his nose, and his tone was a little rattled by the smell of the medicine: "This is made by Fuzhucao. ..."

"In order to better diversify the properties of the medicine, some other medicinal materials were used. The taste... is really unavoidable."

Mo Chouzhou silently exited the room: "Successful? Congratulations."

He bought the news of Fuzhucao himself, so he naturally knew the specific use, so he couldn't help but look at Ning Zhi with pity.

This bowl is not too small, if you drink it like this, you may have to vomit before it reaches your stomach.

Ning Zhi: "... In order to grasp the information, maybe we still have to send someone down the mountain."

His eyes pointed directly at Mo Chouzhou who was hiding back.

Mo Chouzhou: "..."

She was very clear about the personality of her employer. Before she could speak, she raised her hand and took a big step back, trying to put this matter aside: "I have a lot of eyeliners, and I can completely win thousands of miles away—"

"Well," Gu Fanyin was still relieved about him, but...

"Then Mo Chouzhou will go."

With the next sentence, he decisively pushed the person out.

Mo Chouzhou smiled wryly: "This kind of troublesome thing..."

"Ning Zhixiang," Gu Fanyin nodded seriously, "and Wu He can't leave yet."

Mo Chouzhou: "The moon prays for the new year..."

"He is comprehending ancient books."

In fact, it is the daily cultivation of the Son of God.

Mo Chouzhou was still unwilling to give up: "Then Mu Nanxing..."

Ning Zhi sneered: "Let a blind man inquire about the news?"

"Mo Chouzhou, you have an idea."

Mo Chouzhou: "..."