Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

"I don't think I heard the door being smashed?"

Sui An began to doubt his ears.

"There was no sound at all." Sui Dong said.

"Why is there no sound?"

"Because he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he can easily set up a soundproof spiritual energy shield."

"Why do we need to set up a soundproof spiritual shield?" Sui An was very confused. Are they afraid that the noise will be too loud and scare the low-level monks in the yard?

Sui An was speechless at the sudden thought that came to his mind. It seemed that the heavy pressure just now still had an impact on his brain. The extent of his fantasies was simply outrageous.

"Maybe she just doesn't want our frightening noises to disturb her daughter." Sui An murmured.

Sui Dong in the sea of ​​consciousness remained silent.

The only sounds in the yard were the painful groans of the injured monks. Sui An came to his senses and looked at Chao Tingxuan and others. Yu Yuanqi and Song Chunchi were foundation-building monks and were not injured, while Chao Tingxuan, Tan Chuting and others were pale.

Although Yu Yuanqi and Song Chunchi were worried about the anger of Master Caiwei, it seemed useless to worry about it now. They could only take it one step at a time. They had already delivered all the messages they should have delivered. The main reason was that the Jinling Sect did not have the confidence to sit down and negotiate with the Nascent Soul cultivators, so they had to take care of the present first.

Sui An took a few deep breaths and felt that he was fine. After taking a pill to clear his mind, he and Yu and Song took care of the other fellow disciples.

Although everyone was surprised that she could withstand the pressure released by the Nascent Soul cultivator, no one asked about it at this time.

"Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Shen... for speaking up for justice and saving my life. I will never forget your kindness!"

Just when the monks were busy healing themselves or their companions, Qi Shengjin, with the support of Qi Ruyan, slowly staggered to his feet and spoke to the newcomers while panting.

Sui An helped Chao Tingxuan and another Jinling Sect disciple to sit against the wall. He ignored Rong Yuzhong who was standing there trembling with a pale face, and looked at Shen Chijian and the male cultivator in the blue-gray Taoist robe who were standing in front of Qi Shengjin.

Shen Chijian smiled faintly and said, "Fourth Young Master, you're thanking the wrong person. If Chebai wasn't here, I wouldn't dare act rashly in front of Master Caiwei."

Qi Shengjin naturally knew that it was because of Kuang Wei that Shen Chijian dared to speak out, and it was also because Kuang Wei was here that Master Caiwei stopped because of Shen Chijian's words to stop him.

It's just that he had said bad things about this person before, and the other party had heard it. Those so-called bad things were just because of his envy, jealousy and hatred. It was embarrassing to be heard, but the key was that the person who heard it acted as if he didn't hear it, and didn't even give him a glance, and just walked past him. This was not just embarrassing, but also a feeling of being looked down upon.

Therefore, although he had learned before that this proud son of Lingque Sect was living next door to recuperate, he only interacted with Shen Chijian.

Now that he had received such a favor, Shen Chijian had even pointed it out to him. Naturally, he couldn't pretend not to understand. What's more, Master Caiwei was still here, and there was no telling when his father, the head of the family, would arrive. Qi Shengjin couldn't help but pray in his heart, "Dad, if you don't come, you'll be like Master Caiwei, and can only collect your son's body!"

Even though he was thinking this in his heart, he couldn't really wait to die. Although this support in front of him was not fully grown and not very reliable, it would give him more hope if he could delay it for a while.

"Fellow Daoist Kuang, I cannot express my gratitude enough for your kindness. I will repay you tomorrow!"

Qi Shengjin bowed tremblingly.

Kuang Wei smiled faintly, "Fellow Daoist Qi, you are too polite. Patriarch Qi and my master have known each other for many years. If Fellow Daoist Qi is in trouble, I cannot stand by and watch him die. Besides..."

Kuang Wei paused slightly and glanced towards the east wing, "Even if Shen Chijian hadn't spoken out to stop him, Senior Caiwei wouldn't have killed you just like that."

It's just that you may suffer more, be injured more seriously, and need more treasures to heal.

Qi Shengjin also felt that no matter how angry and sad Master Caiwei was, as long as she was still rational, she would not do anything to herself until the cause of Zheng Yanfei's death was found out.

Although he did not like Zheng Yanfei, and his engagement with her was just a decision made by the family elders, which he agreed to without any objection, he had a clear conscience about Zheng Yanfei's death, and even felt that he was too unlucky. He was not sad about Zheng Yanfei's death, but the fact that she died in his own villa made him suffer this unexpected disaster.

Qi Shengjin's face was not very good at hiding things, and his thoughts were mostly revealed on his face.

Shen Chijian snorted lightly, glanced at Kuang Wei, and was about to say something when suddenly another powerful pressure came from above. However, this time the pressure only made everyone feel that a Nascent Soul cultivator would arrive soon, but would not hurt them.

"It's my dad, my dad is here!"

Qi Shengjin couldn't help but shout out with joy, but when Qi Ruyan patted his arm hard, he immediately realized that it was not appropriate for him to show his expression at this time.

Soon, Qi Shengjin's father, the head of the Wangzhou Qi family, also came to the sky above the villa on a cloud.

The head of the Qi family did not stand on the auspicious cloud and look down like Caiwei Zhenjun, but directly took the auspicious cloud talisman and landed. When he saw that his son was seriously injured and almost dying, his chubby face immediately showed heartache and anger.

"Si'er, what happened to you? Who hurt you? Tell daddy quickly, or I'll slap that person to death and avenge my son!"

Qi Shengjin Gang wanted to answer, but suddenly he saw a figure slowly walking out from the east wing out of the corner of his eye. He immediately fell silent, bowed deeply to the person who came, and did not dare to raise his head.

True Lord Caiwei did not hide his aura, so the head of the Qi family naturally knew that there was another Nascent Soul cultivator here. As for who the visitor was, based on Qi Shengjin's urgent information, it was obvious that it was no one else but True Lord Caiwei, Zheng Yanfei's mother.

"Fellow Daoist Caiwei, I see you've already been here. Ever since I received Si'er's message, I've been heartbroken and in disbelief. I dropped all my clan affairs, grabbed a lucky cloud talisman, and rushed over. Where is Yan Fei...? I had been thinking of going to Danfu Sect in a few days to discuss your marriage with you and your wife, but I never imagined something like this would happen..."

As Patriarch Qi spoke, his eyes instantly turned red.

Sui An was amazed at what he saw. It turned out that Yuanying Zhenjun could also act. They were indeed father and son, and their acting skills were exactly the same.

"I was the one who injured Qi Shengjin." The anger on Zhenjun Caiwei's face was gone. At this moment, both her face and tone were very calm.

"Yes, he deserves to be beaten. Yan Fei finally came here, but he didn't take good care of her, letting her die at such a young age... just... My heart... is so sad!"

The head of the Qi family couldn't help but cover his heart, looking as if he was in excruciating pain.

"No matter how Yan Fei... died, in short, she... died in your Qi family's villa."

Zhenjun Caiwei almost used all her strength to say the words "fall" and "death". After she finished speaking, she almost lost all strength.

Just standing there gives people a feeling of desolation and loneliness.

"I give you one day to find the murderer. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. I will use my soul-searching and spirit-snatching skills to find the correct answer to everyone here, including everyone connected to this courtyard."