Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's somewhat strange look and tilted his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In the entire world of cultivating immortals, only the Rong family is so unique, right?

"In my impression, those aristocratic and reclusive families, don't they all put talent and heirs first?" Song Yizhi asked in confusion.

Rong Yueyuan nodded.

Those immortal cultivating families are indeed so good. In this way, the Rong family is indeed... a bit strange.

Rong Yueyuan said in a gentle voice, "I don't know how these rules came about. I only know that these rules are passed down from generation to generation."

Seeing Song Yizhi's curious eyes, Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "Because it is extremely difficult to conceive an heir, and the longevity flower is limited, the Rong family's heirs are very rare. In the Rong family, as long as the rules are not violated, every lineage will be is equally important."

"So did they rush here in such a hurry after they knew you had a Taoist companion?" Song Yizhi asked curiously.

"They are afraid that I have broken the rules. After all, every lack of a disciple in the clan is a very serious situation for the elders." Rong Yueyuan said this with some helplessness, "To put it bluntly, this is the difference between these elders." care."

Several of them came over in a panic to ask about this matter, just because they were afraid that they had bullied Zhizhi and violated the rules. Their attitude was that they thought they had done something stupid and could make up for it a little bit.

Although it is ridiculous, the good intentions of these elders must not be ignored.

Song Yizhi said "Oh".

"Although these elders don't look very reliable, they are really good." Rong Yueyuan said with some emotion, "The continuous tribulations left a lot of hidden injuries, and my ability to recover so quickly depends entirely on these elders. "

Song Yizhi nodded, thinking carefully.

As Rong Yueyuan kept talking about the Rong family, Song Yizhi speeded up and wrote out what he needed.

"Song Yizhi." Bei Xianyue walked over with a long sword in her hand, then raised her hand and saluted Rong Yueyuan and said hello, "This disciple has met the fifth elder."

Rong Yueyuan waved his hand.

"What's wrong?" Song Yizhi asked.

Bei Xianyue reached out and touched the hilt of her sword and said, "The island is already surrounded by black crows. As the number of people increases, there are also more conflicts. Fights have never stopped."

Song Yizhi nodded, and seeing Bei Xianyue's eagerness to move, he said, "I know you really want to practice, but first think about those blue-faced confidants."

"..." Bei Xianyue immediately tightened her grip on the sword hilt, her somewhat ferocious expression revealing her irritable mood at the moment.

The corners of Song Yizhi's mouth rose slightly, and he calmed down a little after receiving Bei Xianyue's sword.

Bei Xianyue snorted coldly, her hand itching to touch the hilt of the sword, and her eyes looked around and fell on a few people in the distance.

In the distance, Lu Li and others were chatting.

"Is there anyone among you who can come practice sword practice with me?" Bei Xianyue said as she walked towards Lu Li and the others.

Lu Li and Wei Ling turned around and ran away after hearing this.

After watching the few people disappear in a flash, Bei Xianyue curled her lips a little aggrieved and looked at Song Yizhi pitifully.

"There have never been fights outside?" Song Yizhi said to Bei Xianyue slowly.

Bei Xianyue responded, "Now I feel that those skeleton beasts under the sea of ​​beasts are almost full."

She took a look from a distance and saw that the scene was really chaotic.

"Maybe." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued writing.

The Weapon Refiner Conference has ended, and there will only be more monks gathered on the isolated island.

"Aren't you going to take care of it?" Bei Xianyue asked, raising her eyebrows slightly.

Hearing this, Song Yizhi smiled and said without raising his head, "Those who were fighting were mostly casual cultivators, right?" Bei Xianyue raised her eyebrows, "You are really clever."

She didn't leave the bamboo house even half a step, and she knew everything about what was going on outside, but looking at her like this, she must have other plans.

Song Yizhi responded with an undeniable chuckle.

"Stop being so pretentious, what are your plans?" Bei Xianyue asked.

"How can you say I have any arrangements? You should say what arrangements those aristocratic families and sects have." Song Yizhi's slow voice sounded.

Bei Xianyue walked around with the sword in her hand for several times, and when she was done thinking, she said, "Are these things caused by the sects of the aristocratic families?"

"Otherwise?" Song Yizhi asked back.

"Why are you doing this?" Bei Xianyue asked and then cursed in a low voice, "Is this the time for internal strife? The West Demon Realm is watching with eager eyes!"

After Song Yizhi finished writing the last word quickly, he looked at Bei Xianyue, "What if this is the Western Demon Realm who is behind it?"

Bei Xianyue fell silent.

"Calculate the time, I'm afraid it's almost here." Song Yizhi picked up the paper on the table and blew on it after seeing a few spots where the ink marks were not dry.

Bei Xianyue raised her head and glanced at the sky.

Those who shouldn't be here are here, and those venerable ones who should be here are coming soon.

"Those Nine Realm venerables have appeared around the isolated island one after another." Rong Yueyuan spoke to Song Yizhi.

Some of the auras of these venerables are familiar and some are not so familiar. Those who are not so familiar are either casual cultivators or members of secluded families.

"Let's go over there." Song Yizhi stood up and walked towards the coast.

If I don't show up again, I'm afraid I'll be accused of absconding in fear of crime again.

Rong Yueyuan stood up and followed.

Bei Xianyue hesitated for three seconds before following.

At the same time, there were many venerables standing in the air outside the barrier. They looked at the barrier in front of them with different expressions.

The barrier not only blocked them from entering the island, but also prevented them from seeing clearly what was going on over there in the bamboo house. With their cultivation, they could only vaguely see a vague shadow of the house.

Those venerables were particularly calm. They watched quietly without saying a word.

The silent venerables were surrounded by faint coercion, one or two was okay, but there were many venerables gathered here, so much coercion was mixed in one place, and the space had a stagnant and serious atmosphere.

Song Yizhi walked slowly over, and when her figure appeared in sight, the eyes of those venerables moved slightly, and their gazes were firmly locked on Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi stood on the shore, looking at the calm sea of ​​beasts, smiled slightly and said, "Everyone has come from afar..."

"boom--"

The crack that suddenly appeared quickly condensed a powerful blow and rushed towards the barrier.

Everyone saw a transparent barrier appear quickly, with ripples rippling, but there was no crack in the barrier.

The power that hits the barrier is quickly absorbed by the barrier and used for one's own use.

Song Yizhi raised his hand, pinched his wrist and said, "It's already here, why hide your head and tail."

Before the words could even be finished, Song Yizhi, who was standing on the shore, had disappeared.

When everyone had a clear look, they saw Song Yizhi pulling out a demon cultivator of the ninth level from the crack. (End of chapter)