Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

The spiritual communication talisman uses spiritual consciousness as a pen and spiritual power to write, and can transmit sound without speaking.

The highest level of spiritual communication talismans can not only transmit messages, but also provide simple guidance based on coordinates.

Yi Chi’s spiritual sense swept over and heard Mo Huaizun’s warm and deep voice.

"Our sect's headquarters is in Youzhuju. You can just follow the Lingxun Fu and come here. The assessment items have been announced today. They are not favorable to you. We need to discuss countermeasures."

"Didn't you say that there is no need for assessment?" Yi Chi was a little surprised.

"In previous years, there would always be a battle between true disciples in the Heavenly Questioning Ceremony, but it was not restricted to which true disciple. This year, the assessment and the ceremony were combined. In order to target Jue Ya, Lord Ling Xiao took action against the chief true disciple."

As everyone knows, only Jueya does not have the chief's true teachings, and the chief's true teachings token is special, and it will take two days even if it is rushed to make.

The test will be tomorrow, but she announced it today, obviously intending to catch Jueya off guard.

Yi Chi lowered his eyelashes and replied: "Does that mean the chief's true disciples will confront each other?"

Mo Huaizun was silent for a moment, and then a low and magnetic voice came, "Hmm."

Yi Chi vaguely heard the sound of books flipping, and guessed that he must be sitting there handling sect matters, with an expression of indifference on his face.

His fingertips brushed across Chiou's straightened legs several times.

Mo Huaizun didn't hear Yi Chi's reply for a long time. Knowing that she was on the street, he said, "We'll discuss it when you come back."

"Did Master send Yu Zhiqing to block the mirror blade?"

"Well, the others are easy to deal with, only Mirror Blade is a bit rigid."

Yi Chi nodded, not caring whether the other party could see it or not, and finally said softly: "Master, what do you think of the incident at the city gate today and the actions of the city guards?"

After the sound of the teacups clinking, Mo Huaizun's calm voice was heard.

"As a subordinate, he was lax in discipline and acted recklessly; as a monk, he acted secretly and had a narrow mind."

Yi Chi could sense the deep disdain in that calm voice. She couldn't help but smile through her tightly pursed lips, and her heavy heart relaxed a little.

"So what do you think about the Night of Purification, Master?"

Mo Huaizun only said coldly: "It is not worthy of being in a refined hall."

It's just an elegant and despicable way of speaking.

Yi Chi burst into laughter, and seeing the curious looks of Song Yueqing and Yi Yuan, she turned sideways, hiding half of her face, and her gaze fell on the green eaves of the teahouse opposite.

She heard Mo Huaizun say, "I didn't expect the incident at the city gate today. I realized that you had your own plan to deal with it, so I didn't go to greet you. What you said today is also what I think."

"You are very clever."

It seems that since becoming his disciple, Mo Huaizun no longer calls himself "the original master".

This thought flashed through his mind, and Yi Chi's eyes shifted to the little doll, and he said in a dragging tone: "Master, I have a simple wish."

"You said."

“I want to buy a street.”

Yi Chi looked up at the cool crescent moon rising above the eaves.

I kind of want to see what kind of true teachings grew up in this messy Nixiao City.

The words rolled in my throat and I couldn't say them.

"Aren't you going to see the clash of the chief's true disciples? I think it's better to..."

"Starting from tonight." She laughed softly, like a ghost.

……

On the top floor of a teahouse with a green eaves somewhere, Mo Huaizun's deep eyes were fixed on the blue-clothed girl who was so stunning in the crowd.

The aura behind him fluctuated, and a man suddenly appeared, smelling strongly of blood.

He sat back, his voice low and hoarse as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, "I've completed what you asked me to do yesterday."

"You're right. That group of evil cultivators from Southern Guizhou did go to the Ice Palace and the vicinity of the Conferred God Monument. There were traces of their search where Xiao Yichi appeared. I've already cleared them out."

"But someone may have already sneaked into Nixiao City. Yu Zhiqing is more clear about this. He went to Nixiao City to investigate before me."

Wenren Sejue raised his finger and wiped away the blood drops from the small mole on his chin. He took a look and calmly looked away. He picked up the boiling hot tea and slowly poured it on the hand, and the dark blood was slowly washed away.

The hands carved from jade and ice are still as white as ever.

"Why bother to meddle in other people's business? It's just a mission from Penglai Fairy Island."

"This time we are targeting Yi Chi. We can't let him go. He is from Jueyao." Mo Huaizun turned around to look at his actions, frowned slightly, but said nothing in the end.

Thinking of the scene just now, he added with a slightly deep expression, "I saw Guli, but he sensed my presence and ran very fast."

Wenren Sejue suddenly raised his head, his expression changed several times, and he spat out four words as if they were crushed, "The ghost is still there."

"Is he here to look for Xiao Yichi?"

Mo Huaizun agreed.

"Where's Xiao Yichi?"

"She'll go back later and have things she wants to do."

"Oh, then I'll go first." Wenren Sejue nodded and disappeared on the spot.

Secluded bamboo residence, hot springs.

A handsome red figure suddenly appeared, stepped back in panic and fell to the ground. He lay on the ground retching violently, his handsome face distorted and horrible, and his left hand was tightly strangling his neck.

He slowly climbed to the edge of the hot spring, used his spiritual power to shatter his clothes, and buried himself in the pool.

……

Something big happened on the night of the purification ceremony.

A mysterious person bought the operating rights of the commercial street for two days. The vendors were overjoyed when they received the spiritual stones distributed by the government. They just abandoned their stalls and left.

As if afraid that the other party would go back on his word.

On the crowded street, countless people witnessed this magical scene and thought the mysterious man was extremely stupid.

"Whoever does such a stupid thing will be beaten by his parents when he returns home!"

"I guess it's just a show of grandstanding. In recent years, many people have tried to attract the attention of the big sects by this means. Don't you think that someone spent spirit stones to enter the Baixiao Pavilion ten years ago? In my opinion, why not spend a little more to join the eight major forces?"

"You are out of date with this news. I heard from my uncle's second uncle who is in Penglai Fairy Island that Baixiao Pavilion has close contacts with various major forces. It is a foregone conclusion that it will replace Jueya and become one of the eight major forces this year! Isn't the spiritual stones that person spent a lot of money?"

As soon as the words came out, the crowd suddenly became excited.

From ancient times to the present, except for the turbulent period when the Evil Emperor was alive more than a hundred years ago, no matter how the situation changes, the eight major forces have always remained unshakable and are not so easy to change.

Many people recalled the supreme majesty of the leader before the destruction of the clan by the Supreme Cliff, and could not help but gloat over his misfortune.

"Who would have thought that the first person to be pulled down would be Jueya."

"It's also their fault for being too overbearing in the past. Every time they take the entrance examination, they select the best talents in the world. Other sects just pick the leftovers. It's only natural for everyone to blame when the wall falls. I think they deserve it!"

Amid the harsh criticism, someone murmured, "In fact, what the Hunyuan-level genius named Yi Chi said today is right. We should not forget the countless sacrifices and contributions that Jue Ya has made to the cultivation world over the past fifty thousand years..."

After these words were spoken, many people had complicated expressions.

At this time, the people from Baixiao Pavilion who were mixed in the crowd changed their expressions, and Mu Sheng sneered and spoke.

"Why, are all the other sects filled with useless people? I see that without Jueya's leadership, the cultivation world has not only not declined, but has become even more prosperous."

"Now every force has the potential to receive a genius with a single spiritual root. In the past, who would have dared to think about it?"

"The best talents belong to it. Isn't it natural for them to make sacrifices and contributions?"

Having said that, a dark light flashed across Mu Sheng's eyes and he smiled coldly.

"Moreover, everyone, don't forget that the Evil Emperor who caused the bloodshed in the cultivation world was born in Jueya. Moreover... after Jueya wiped out his clan, the Heavenly Dao appeared. Doesn't this prove... that this is God's will!"

"Jueya should have died without a single one left alive!"

These words were so vicious that everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, a shadow passed by.

"Snapped--"

A loud slap hit Mu Sheng's face, and everyone was shocked.

Mu Sheng covered his face, but there was no one in front of him. He was startled, and shouted with red eyes: "Which rat who hides his head and shows his tail dares to hit me? Do you know who I am? Get out here!"

"Pa——" another slap.

This time there was also a smiling childish voice, "Can't see? Can you see it now?"

Someone was the first to notice the commotion and shouted in a trembling voice: "Look up at the sky!"