After becoming the main control group of cultivating immortals, I quit

The crowd dispersed, and Zhou Fang glanced at Ji Changyue critically, "Are you the new disciple of Elder Mingzhen?"

Elder Mingzhen refused to accept so many talented and good-hearted disciples from the outer sect, and finally accepted a female cultivator who came from nowhere. The disciples of Qingya Sect were all holding their breath.

Zhou Fang is a disciple of the inner sect and has already become a disciple, so there is no need to worry about choosing a teacher.

Logically speaking, these things have nothing to do with him.

But he was a man with a chivalrous heart, and he couldn't stand it when Ji Changyue came and took a position that none of his disciples could ask for.

Ji Changyue was grateful to Zhou Fang. If it weren't for him, those people would have struggled a lot more.

However, Ji Changyue could also hear his displeasure from his tone.

The enthusiasm subsided, Ji Changyue raised her hands and thanked her seriously, "Thank you, Master, for your help."

"do not."

Zhou Fang made a mistake and avoided Ji Changyue's salute, "I don't deserve this salute, uncle."

The word "Master-Uncle" was spoken very seriously by him.

His master was the same generation as Qin Yang, so it was natural that he should be called Uncle Ji Changyue.

But these words, in this situation, give people a strange feeling.

Ji Changyue didn't care at all, she curved her lips and smiled, "Hello, nephew."

Zhou Fang's unspoken words were stuck in his throat.

There are usually people who are lower than him in cultivation but higher in seniority than him.

Even if he took the initiative to call him uncle, those people would not treat him as a junior, let alone call him nephew.

Elder Mingzhen’s new disciple is very bold.

Zhou Fang's dangerous gaze had not yet landed on Ji Changyue when a figure came over and said, "Senior nephew Zhou, it's getting late. It's time for my junior sister to rest."

Another nephew.

The air pressure around Zhou Fang dropped, making Fu Chenghe, who was watching the excitement on the sidelines, breathless and dripping with cold sweat.

Ji Changyue and Qin Yang acted like nothing was wrong, especially Ji Changyue, who smiled broadly and said, "Nephew, I'm going back to my room first, please do as you please."

Zhou Fang frowned deeply. He could feel Sun Zhe's mood at that time and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But this was something he brought upon himself. If he hadn't mentioned the matter of his uncle first, he wouldn't have known how angry the two disciples of Elder Zhen were.

Ji Changyue and Qin Yang left, and Fu Chenghe stuffed two pills into his mouth to comfort his injured body.

Fu Chenghe took two steps and saw that Zhou Fang was still in the same place. He said very considerately, "Senior, there are two rooms in this courtyard. If you want to stay, remember to tell Taoist Fellow Ji's senior brother."

Zhou Fang looked at Fu Chenghe coldly.

Fu Chenghe trembled all over and ran back to his room quickly.

It's not easy to mess with.

The other two members of the Qingya Sect watched the whole show and saw that everyone was gone, so they slowly walked over and called out to their senior brother.

"Shall I go and talk to Uncle Qin?"

Dengyun Pavilion has been destroyed, and the inns in Izumo City are already full of people. If they look for a place to stay now, they may not find it tomorrow.

Zhou Fang's face turned darker.

The door creaked open, and Ji Changyue revealed half of her body, "Senior nephew Zhou, my senior brother said that you can live wherever you want, since you are all members of the same sect, so I won't charge you room fees."

Of course, Qin Yang didn't say what he said, so Ji Changyue wanted to give him a slap in the face.

There was no enmity between the two of them, but she provoked him, and when she got up, she looked extremely disgusted, who could show it.

He helped force Sun Zhe away, and she also attracted Chiyu's attention for them, although she only bumped into him accidentally.

Ji Changyue didn't know what Zhou Fang was feeling.

She got into the room and threw the fox-shaped jade token on the table.

Now it is almost confirmed that the fox-shaped jade token is indeed Chiyu's, and the residual aura on it is very similar to that on her body.

But she couldn't figure out why Chiyu sent people to follow them?
Thinking of Chiyu's admission that she had captured those monks, Ji Changyue lowered her eyes. Was she going to capture them?
No, she said those monks volunteered.

Facing people like them whose cultivation level is lower than hers, there is no need for Chiyu to lie.

Ji Changyue was lying on the bed, her pupils were dilated and her mind was wandering.What does Chiyu want with so many monks?

She wanted to leave quickly to catch the gopher, but today's men in black and Chiyu both made it clear that they had been targeted.

She cannot act alone.

The east is about to turn white, clouds and mist are filling the air, frost is creeping up the eaves, and the wind and snow are blowing outside.

Ji Changyue opened the door and was hit by the cold wind mixed with snowflakes as soon as she walked out.

Everything you see is silvery white.

Just after wiping his face, Ji Changyue saw Zhou Fang repairing the formation in the courtyard with a dark face.

Yesterday, first the man in black, then Chiyu, the formation in this courtyard had long been torn apart.

Soon, a thin spiritual shield rose up, covering the courtyard.

Ji Changyue greeted warmly: "Good morning, nephew Zhou!"

A subtle 'click' sound sounded, and Ji Changyue smiled even sweeter.

Qin Yang went out and saw Ji Changyue smiling happily, and seeing Zhou Fang hurried by, he couldn't help but smile.

I really hold a grudge.

When Ji Changyue heard the noise, she turned around and saw the smile on Qin Yang's lips, and she coughed.

"Senior Brother Qin, let's go to Dengyun Pavilion to have a look."

Yesterday's plan was not abandoned due to the collapse of Dengyun Pavilion.

Chiyu's appearance in Dengyun Pavilion shows that Dengyun Pavilion is indeed related to the disappearance of the monks.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, wait for me."

Fu Chenghe, who had just gotten up, ran out dragging his coat. His eyes were black, his beard was unkempt, and his mental state was worrying.

Ji Changyue looked at him, "Did you... steal something last night?"

"Fellow Daoist Ji, please don't accuse me wrongly!"

The hand rubbing his eyes stopped in mid-air, and Fu Chenghe backed away in fear, "I studied the corpse all night yesterday and didn't go anywhere."

"And the demon cultivator might still be in Izumo City yesterday. How could I dare to go out?"

Fu Chenghe patted his chest. He was just an alchemy cultivator. Apart from practicing, he also made alchemy. His martial arts value was low, and he might not be able to get good results from monks of the same level of cultivation.

Ji Changyue was just joking, he was afraid of it. It seemed that he was quite frightened yesterday.

"Did you find anything on the body?"

Qin Yang made a sudden noise. Fu Chenghe was slightly startled. He subconsciously turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Qin Yang.

His voice was low, but he could not suppress his joy, "I found from the corpses that those people died of poison."

Isn't it a voodoo?

Ji Changyue was a little surprised. In fact, she had always been biased towards the idea that the corpse in the pool died of spiritual poison and might be related to the Xu family.

If it is poisonous, there will be fewer places to contact the Xu family.

After all, the Xu family is good at poison, but not good at poison.

Fu Chenghe continued, "Besides, it is not an ordinary poison. Because I developed the poison pill, I have read all the ancient books on pill prescriptions in the sect except those that I cannot read."

"The outside is normal, but the inside is rotten. It slowly extends from the heart to the dantian, and then corrodes the whole body. There is only one kind of poison."

Ji Changyue's eyes flashed, "Demon Poison."

"Yes, it's evil poison!"

Fu Chenghe looked at Ji Changyue in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Ji, do you know about demon poison?"

Ji Changyue nodded, "I've seen it in ancient books."

She read through the books on the third floor of the Nine Classics. Demonic poison was not an important thing. There were records in it.

According to the records, the symptoms of being poisoned are consistent with what Fu Chenghe said. (End of chapter)