Don't bother cultivating immortals!The female supporting role changed against the sky

Venerable Tai Chi took back the black and white Tai Chi sword, swept the gray Taoist robe, and all the underground disciples of Tianyi Sect fell on a picture of Tai Chi Liangyi.

"Tianmo Palace is over, if Fellow Daoist Fu Cang is free, why not think about how to appease the fellow Daoists of Shanhai Academy. I should go back to the sect to report."

When Lin Qi heard this, he suddenly realized.

She just said that the ancestor just came to heaven and earth to cross the fairy spring, how could he know so many things?

Dare to feel that she accepted the mission of the sect and came to help Venerable Jin'an pick up people back.

There really aren't so many coincidences in the world.

After being reminded by Venerable Tai Chi, Venerable Fu Cang finally remembered the Shanhai Academy where his disciple almost died.

Turning his gaze, the old pedantic venerable of Shanhai Academy had already boarded an open book with the only two remaining remnants, and was about to leave.

Seeing his gaze coming over, the old pedant glared at him with his beard blowing out, obviously itching with hatred.

I'm afraid I'm going to go back and sue.

Fu Cang: "..."

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

Venerable Fu Cang raised his hand and shouted to the old scholar of Shanhai Academy, and Lin Qi also spoke at the same time.

She and Venerable Fu Cang spoke at the same time, which attracted everyone's attention.

Adhering to the concept of respecting the old and loving the young, Lin Qi raised his hand to Venerable Fu Cang as a gesture of invitation.

"You speak first."

The atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

Venerable Fu Cang withdrew his gaze, and shouted at Han Yuanzi: "Fellow Daoist Han, this matter is getting bigger and it's about the relationship between the two sects."

"The two disciples of yours just said that they didn't see other disciples. It doesn't mean that the other disciples of Shanhai Academy really died."

Han Yuanzi twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and his white beard was full of depression and sarcasm.

"Fellow Taoist Fu Cang, what's your opinion?"

At any rate, Venerable Fu Cang also has a certain right to speak in Bihai Pavilion.

Now that Venerable He Yuan had offended Venerable Tai Chi to death, if Bihai Pavilion had an enmity with Shanhai Academy again, if they didn't solve the hidden dangers sooner, who knew what would happen in the future?
"I, Bihaige, are willing to send monks into the Heavenly Demon Palace to find people again!"

Venerable Fu Cang looked around, and added: "We will definitely bring out all the surviving disciples from the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

Han Yuanzi was slightly moved.

Luo Ci, who had been suppressed on the flying magic weapon, suddenly opened his mouth, "There is no one alive!"

All eyes were on him.

Luo Ci's fair face showed a bit of seriousness.

He repeated it again earnestly, "Outside monks flee or die, there is no one alive in the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

The tone is very certain.

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the people in Shanhai Academy sank like charcoal.

The look in Venerable Fu Cang's eyes was particularly unfriendly.

Venerable Fu Cang snorted, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Luo Ci glanced at Lin Qi from the air, and then his gaze fell on Venerable Tai Chi again.

He suddenly opened his mouth, imitating Lin Qi, with an aggrieved look, "Old Ancestor, I'm not wrong!"

There is a faint tea aroma.

Venerable Tai Chi is still smiling.

Lin Qi introduced calmly from the side, "Old Ancestor, that's my third junior brother, Luo Ci."

Venerable Tai Chi seemed to be no stranger, and nodded slightly, "Can you perceive the things in the Tianmo Palace?"

Luo Ci subconsciously glanced at Lin Qi, then nodded obediently, "After getting the Heavenly Demon Scepter, I can perceive some things about the Heavenly Demon Palace."

Lin Qi: "..."

She didn't understand what Luo Ci's eyes meant.

Venerable Fu Cang felt a little heartbroken for a while, always feeling that he was in bad luck recently, and his fate was at odds with Tianyizong.

Facing the unfriendly gazes all around, Venerable Fu Cang hurried away with Venerable He Yuan and other Bihai Pavilion monks as if fleeing.

They walked too fast, completely looking like they were fleeing.

The other sects looked at the back of the Bihaige monks, and they wanted to laugh, but they couldn't hide their anger and sadness.

Seeing that the people from Shanhai Academy were about to leave with a gloomy and oppressive aura, Lin Qi hurriedly called them to stop.

"Please stay still!"

Her crisp voice was a little abrupt at this moment.

Lin Qi didn't procrastinate and talk nonsense this time, she opened the storage space and laid out a batch of corpses neatly.

It also included the corpses of several Bihaige Nascent Soul cultivators.

At that time, Lin Qi was afraid that the value of hatred would be too high and would be targeted by some people in Bihai Pavilion, so he didn't show it.

Now that everything is known, it's her turn to collect the debt!

She picked up people along the way and picked up a lot of corpses along the way. She couldn't tell which sect they belonged to, so she simply laid them out neatly and let them claim them by themselves.

Dozens of corpses were lined up and covered with white cloths, which was still very deterrent.

She was humble and calm.

"Seniors, I led these fellow daoists all the way out of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and helped many fellow daoists collect their corpses. However, my strength is limited, and I don't know how many of them are disciples of the sect."

As soon as the words fell, many disciples of the other three sects turned red-eyed.

There was even a cultivator who came to sit in the town and shouted: "Tong'er!"

A group of monks who were far away stepped forward one after another, their footsteps revealing great urgency.

One by one, they fell down next to the corpses, their eyes were red and the tip of their noses were sour.

Except for the four Nascent Soul corpses in Bihai Pavilion who were alone, the other corpses were surrounded by people.

The names were called out one by one, and the cries of suppressed weeping sounded one after another.

Looking at this group of people who bowed their heads and cried, Lin Qi couldn't help but sighed.

Venerable Tai Chi suddenly turned his head and asked her softly, "But it makes you feel uncomfortable looking at it?"

Lin Qi: "..."

She hesitated for a moment, but decided to answer honestly,

"The disciple is regretting. The body should have been taken out before Venerable Fu Cang left."

Afraid that walls have ears, and some people will feel separated after hearing this, Lin Qi added a sentence in a high-sounding manner.

"At least this gives them a place to vent their grief and indignation."

Venerable Tai Chi turned his head, and took a meaningful look at his disciples and grandchildren.

The moment Lin Qi's voice fell, there was obviously a pause in many crying, followed by more angrily crying, with a bit of forbearance.

The Huashen Zhenjun who first called Tong'er was holding the corpse of a young girl, his eyes were red.

"I'm going to kill those bastards in Bihai Pavilion!"

"The child I worked so hard to raise died tragically at the hands of others, and I can't do anything?!"

A group of monks around him hurriedly dissuaded him.

There are many monks who have the same reaction.

There was a lot of weeping, and there was a wail and chaos.

Back then, for the benefit of the sect, how many people suppressed the hatred in their hearts and were forced to forget everything?
The initial struggle of resistance was suppressed.

I thought that time could dilute the pain of losing friends, relatives and fellow students.

Seeing familiar corpses in front of his eyes, even a Mahayana monk could not remain indifferent.

They used to be sisters, brothers, or brothers and sisters of the same school.

They have practiced together, competed together, maybe quarreled and fought, and their relationship was close and bad.

Now there is a separation between yin and yang.