Chapter 111 111. Penglai Island
Jiang Xingmeng felt terrified when he heard it.

Luo Shuanghan frowned when she heard Luo Zhishan's name.

The other four youths also had ugly faces.

The struggle between Moxiu and Xianmen started tens of thousands of years ago, and the number of grievances and grievances is indistinct. Now, no one can say who owes whom.

It's not that he sympathizes with the eight demon cultivators, but mainly because if this matter spreads to the demon world, the newly appointed "president" who doesn't know how deep he is, doesn't know what will happen.

Will it use the theme to start a new round of war between immortals and demons?

No one can tell.

The fact that the Lin family imprisoned Moxiu obviously cannot be concealed. After all, it was discovered in full view, otherwise it would be impossible to hear about it even after a meal.

The male cultivator and his companion left soon, and Jiang Xingmeng and the others were also preoccupied. After eating in a hurry, they didn't bother to take a stroll, so they directly boarded the flying boat and continued on their way.

Qiu Qianxue said: "I don't know if Master knows about this... I have to tell him."

Yu Qingge also said: "I also want to inform Master."

The two senior brothers went off to do their own business.

Jiang Xingmeng, Jiang Ci, Luo Shuanghan, and Nan Zhixiang sat in the inner room, not knowing what to say.

After a while, Jiang Ci said: "...The Lin family is really stupid."

The other three nodded, who could say otherwise?
It's not that you are not allowed to squeeze Moxiu, but who locked Moxiu in the cellar of the family?

He also offended Luo Zhishan, who was appointed to set off the fire.

It was really a wrong step, a wrong step.

Jiang Xingmeng answered: "I just don't know, whether Luo Zhishan knew about this matter, whether the fire was intentional or not."

Luo Shuanghan nodded: "I still understand Luo Zhishan to a certain extent. He has a heavy heart, a deep city, and is always tactful. It is impossible for him to act impulsively. Most likely he is aware of it, but..."

Jiang Ci answered clearly: "...But he didn't know that there was a demon cultivator locked there. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let go of the fire. After all, it would cause a conflict between immortals and demons. He didn't want to be the one who lit the fuse. people."

Luo Shuanghan nodded: "That's right."

Nan Zhixiang glanced at Luo Shuanghan, and suddenly asked: "How long will we have to arrive at Penglai Xiandao?"

Luo Shuanghan said in a daze, "I don't know, I'll go over there to look at the map, just wait."

Luo Shuanghan was dismissed by Nan Zhixiang.

Then Prime Minister Nan said: "The Luo Zhi Mountain that Second Senior Sister mentioned is not the Luo Zhi Mountain that I know."

Jiang Xingmeng: "How to say?"

Nan Zhixiang explained: "Luo Zhishan is the master of Kaitai Palace. I still have some understanding of the Confucianism cultivators - they are smooth in dealing with things and good at dancing. First of all, it is impossible to conflict with a little girl like Lin Qingyan. ."

Jiang Ci was thoughtful: "So from the very beginning, there was something wrong with Mount Luozhi."

Jiang Xingmeng said, "Perhaps... Is it possible that it has something to do with my plan and Master's plan? It is to make Xie's family suspect that Xie Heng's dug up spiritual root is connected with Kaitai Palace."

"But what does this have to do with the Lin family?" Nan Zhi was puzzled, "Or..."

Jiang Xingmeng's heart skipped a beat, and then he raised his head suddenly.

After a while, Nan Zhixiang, Jiang Ci, and Jiang Xingmeng said in unison: "Xie Heng's spiritual root was dug up, it was the work of the Lin family!"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them took a deep breath.

Jiang Xingmeng suddenly remembered that in the secret realm of Zhongshan, He Qingyu said to Lin Qingwan: "You know your own spiritual roots."

As soon as she quickly mentioned this matter, Nan Zhixiang also remembered it.

Jiang Ci was silent, and then said: "I also remembered something..."

Xie Buyan once said that he would accept Jiang Ci, which offended the Lin family.

He said again...

Although the Lin family is a small third-rate family, there have been a lot of young people with good talents in recent years. Lin Qingwan, Lin Qingyan, and several other Lin family children are all the targets that the Qingming sect wants to recruit as disciples.

"There are so many talented people..." Jiang Ci thought thoughtfully, "Isn't it too much?"

Nan Zhixiang stayed longer in the realm of comprehension, and immediately said: "There are too many. In their generation, except for a few boys, all the girls have at least two spiritual roots."

Jiang Xingmeng lowered his eyes, feeling a little disgusted in his heart: "If I remember correctly, Lin Qingyan is a ground-grade ice spirit root?"

... She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little nervous, as if the ice root had been dug from her body.

Nan Zhixiang shook his head: "I don't know much about it."

Jiang Xing dreamed about it, and said: "In a few days, let's find a way to find out what kind of spiritual root Xie Heng used to be, and whether there is anyone with the same spiritual root in the Lin family's children recently."

Both Prime Minister Nan and Jiang Ci should come down.

They tacitly didn't mention it, saying that they would ask Yu Qingge, Luo Shuanghan, and Qiu Qianxue to follow up to inquire. After all, they do have connections, but well, they may not be very good at inquiring about news.

There is even a danger of the news leaking out.

As soon as he said this, Luo Shuanghan walked in from the outside and said with great interest: "I calculated, we can arrive in half an hour. The uncle also discussed with the island owner of Penglai Immortal Island, half an hour Someone will be sent to pick us up later.”

Jiang Xingmeng asked curiously: "Who will pick us up?"

Luo Shuanghan glanced at the communication board, and then said: "My uncle said that he is a very holy man, and he is the young master of Penglai Immortal Island."

Jiang Xingmeng: "...?"

Nan Zhixiang: "...?"

Jiang Ci: "...?"

What's the adjective for riding a horse?

However, half an hour later, Jiang Xingmeng and the six met this young master of Penglai who Xie Buyan said was "very holy".

He was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a white feather coat, he looked like he would become a fairy at any moment, his delicate and cold face was so white that it glowed a little.

He always has a tolerant and generous smile on his face, like a priest.

Holy indeed.

It belongs to the kind of holiness that Jiang Xingmeng would kowtow and repent of all his sins on the spot when he saw it in the 21st century.

"My name is Ji Nianchen." The priest lowered his head slightly, and the holy light on his body was about to overflow, "You can just call me Achen, we are of the same generation."

Jiang Xingmeng shivered: "You are welcome."

Jiang Ci didn't dare to look at him at all: "You are so polite."

Nan Zhixiang bit the bullet: "You must not be so polite!"

Luo Shuanghan's scalp was numb: "You make us feel so embarrassed by saying that!"

Qiu Qianxue took a breath: "Don't dare, let's call you Young Master."

It's Yu Qingge's turn again.

Yu Qingge was simply one of two adults. He looked at his younger junior sister Jiang Xingmeng, the most eloquent, at a loss, but saw that the latter was thinking: "Merciful father..."

Yu Qingge: "..."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he suddenly felt like a light was on his back, and the problem of being speechless when he was nervous was repeated. After holding back for a long time, he slowly said: "Your generation, you don't deserve it."

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)

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