I am the only devil in the whole world of cultivation

Chapter 154: The technique of seeing through luck

After the rebellion is over, the next step is to rectify the sect.

This rebellion exposed many problems in the Hengtian Sect. Yu Heng could not do so much work by himself, so he simply asked the elders to stay and help.

Originally, Meng Fuwei should have been one of those left behind, but he didn't want to take any work for himself, so he immediately ran away behind Jing Feixing.

There was nothing Yu Heng could do about it. After all, that was Jing Feixing, the elder of the main sect!

He could only silently pull the other elders to inform the main sect of what happened in the branch sect, and also asked about the punishment for Chen Lou and others.

He can handle the other disciples himself, but Chen Lou and the tenth elder are also disciples of the main elder, so he still has to take care of that elder's face.

Qinglun Hall was still busy, and Juanshuang Peak, where Xie Zhengliu was, was not quiet either.

Jing Feixing sat on the chair where Meng Fuwei usually sat, and his sharp eyes swept over his apprentice and disciple.

After both of them felt uncomfortable looking at him, Jing Feixing said coldly: "Tell me, what are you hiding from me?"

When he came, he saw his apprentice beating up Chen Lou and his gang.

Even though Chen Lou and others were unable to use their spiritual power under the influence of the formation, as high-level monks, they cultivated not only their spiritual power, but also their bodies.

Meng Fuwei would definitely be able to beat Chen Lou and others like that.

And not only this, but also those puppets following Yue Mingchou and the others.Jing Feixing himself did not have this ability, and he had never taught his disciples how to make puppets.

So, where did Meng Fuwei learn this?

"Master, don't you always say that sometimes you should keep secrets that you don't want to tell others?" Meng Fuwei smiled brightly.

Jing Feixing rolled his eyes at him, then turned to look at Xie Zhengliu: "Little disciple, what are you hiding between you and that Zhao Qingwu?"

This time, not only Jing Feixing, but also Meng Fuwei looked over with an expression of gloating.

Xie Zhengliu was stared at by two pairs of eyes, and he wanted to use Meng Fuwei's words to fool him, but looking at Meng Fuwei's smiling face, he knew that he still resented himself for mentioning Zhao Qingwu in front of so many people. "His business.

In desperation, Xie Zhengliu sighed: "I didn't want to hide this from you originally, I just wanted to tell it later."

"My master should know that when I joined the sect, I almost couldn't stay because my spiritual body was damaged. But my spiritual body was not born with damage, but someone had a sword bone taken away from me. The damage left behind.”

Xie Zhengliu raised his eyes and met the two men's suddenly cold eyes: "Yes, the person who took away my sword bone and put it on his body is Zhao Qingwu!"

A quarter of an hour later, the rare silence between the three of them was finally broken by Jing Feixing.

He stood up suddenly and slapped Meng Fuwei on the back: "Look at the good thing you did! If you hadn't won the fight with the man named Feng, how could your apprentice have eaten so much?" How painful is it?”

"Look at the disciple named Feng. He dares to draw sword bones from others at will. Look at your disciple. Not only does he have to rely on his own ability to reach three thousand, but he also has no training resources. He used to have all his sword bones. She was beaten, and there was an extra hole in her spiritual body. I don’t know how it will affect her cultivation path in the future!" "Look, look...can you swallow this breath?!"

Jing Feixing was almost furious, that was a sword bone!They are neither base bones nor ordinary bones. Even if an ordinary person's bones are taken away, it will be extremely painful, let alone a sword bone that can change a person's destiny!

Not only him, but also Meng Fuwei, who was sitting silently aside, had a gloomy face that was about to drip with water.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Meng Fuwei glanced at his apprentice and said with pity.

He preferred Xie Zhengliu to be his disciple, and of course he had understood her experience beforehand.At the beginning, he also felt strange, why was this child so talented, yet his spiritual body was damaged?

But things in the world of cultivation are all kinds of weird. Not to mention the damage to the spiritual body, there are even people who are born unable to stand the spiritual energy and their whole bodies will swell when exposed to the spiritual energy. Xie Zhengliu's incident is not strange at all.

At that time, he never imagined that there were so many hidden things behind the damaged spirit body.

Seeing the attitude of the two of them, Xie Zhengliu knew that they were feeling sorry for her, but she was very free and easy: "I didn't expect to meet Zhao Qingwu so soon, and besides, I knew the identity of the Sword Master. , I was worried that it would be detrimental to us if this matter came out, so I didn’t say anything.”

"I originally planned to wait until I entered Sanqian later, and then quietly attack Zhao Qingwu and snatch the sword bone back."

Hearing that Xie Zhengliu had no intention of settling the matter, Jing Feixing nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, our family cannot be angered by outsiders."

He quickly assured: "Don't worry, Master will support you in taking revenge. You should be obedient and practice hard on your own first. When the cultivation level is reached, I will definitely let you enter the upper three thousand safely."

By the time……

Jing Feixing didn't finish his words, but there was already a chill in his eyes.

It seems that his apprentice and Feng Qianqi are really destined. He designed to harm his apprentice, and his apprentice also harmed his own apprentice.

After the matter here is settled, Jing Feixing will definitely go back and speak ill of Feng Qianqi and the Punishing Evil Sect to the head of the main sect.

Jing Feixing, who had made up his mind, did not tell his apprentice and disciple Sun Ming. The three of them quickly ended the topic and turned to other things:
"By the way, Master, do you know anything about what Zhengliu said earlier?"

Jing Feixing's eyebrows twitched, and this time he met two pairs of expectant eyes.

Just like Xie Zhengliu secretly observed Jing Feixing, Meng Fuwei did not miss his master's every move. Both master and apprentice noticed Jing Feixing's abnormality at that time, and were waiting to inquire carefully when they came back.

As for Jing Feixing, he was asked about this by his disciples and disciples, so he simply stopped hiding it: "I do know something."

"In the early years, I heard that Feng Qianqi was looking for some kind of technique that could see through luck. Later, it was said that he actually found one, but I don't know if he has practiced that technique."

Having said this, Jing Feixing looked at his disciple: "And there is something else you may not know. When I saw you in Xia Sanqian and wanted to accept you as my disciple, there was a monk from Xingchen Pavilion beside me. . He once told me that you have extraordinary luck, and even if you are not ascension, your final achievement will not be less than founding a sect."

"Now it seems that Feng Qianqi probably passed on the skills related to luck to his disciples!"

(End of this chapter)