I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

"Rebellion?"

"Sixth Senior Sister, what do you mean? What do you mean your tracking puppet has rebelled?"

"That tracking puppet was created by you, Mengyun, yourself. How could there be talk of rebellion?"

As soon as He Mengyun finished speaking, several senior sisters next to her could not help but ask more questions. Even Guan Xuelan frowned.

He looked at his sixth disciple with scrutiny.

Faced with so many people's questioning, He Mengyun felt very uncomfortable because her connection with the tracking puppet was cut off at this moment.

In fact, he was seriously injured.

But neither the sisters around her nor her master showed any concern for her sadness. Instead, they asked her questions in a hurry.

He Mengyun didn't think much about this kind of thing.

She was used to this.

At this moment, he dared not neglect it at all. He could only wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and explained with his head down:

"Just now, following your instructions, Master, I tried to contact the tracking puppet I sent out to see if it had found any trace of Master Gu...Gu Xiu. But for some reason, just as I was about to establish contact, that connection was forcibly severed by something."

"Sixth Senior Sister, what do you mean by forcibly cutting it off?"

Lu Qingyao frowned beside him. "Don't you puppeteers have special methods to establish a special, eternal connection with your puppets? How can you say it was severed?"

"This...I don't know either."

Next to her, Second Senior Sister Yuchi Chunlei also frowned: "You don't know what I mean, Xiaoliu. This is about thunder punishment, you can't be so unclear."

"This……"

He Mengyun was somewhat at a loss and could only look to his master for help. However, seeing Guan Xuelan also frowning and staring at him, He Mengyun could only lower his head and look at his toes:

"According to common sense, my thread-pulling technique cannot be interrupted, especially since these three tracking puppets are the creations of my disciple, who spent a great deal of effort."

"But...but now the connection has been cut off."

"Perhaps, perhaps there is a puppeteer more powerful than my disciple who is taking action..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone frowned.

A puppeteer more powerful than He Mengyun?

Although everyone kept their distance from He Mengyun because she liked to deal with corpses all day, everyone understood how talented and accomplished He Mengyun was in the art of puppetry.

A puppeteer even more powerful than He Mengyun...

What kind of person is that?

Top holy places and noble families take action?

In an instant, everyone's brows furrowed even deeper.

Xu Wanqing was seriously injured and had not yet regained consciousness. She did not know what she had done to be punished by thunder, but she thought about the sect's previous several lightning strikes and what Nian Chaoxi had said about the source of blessings.

After all, it is still hard to let go.

Naturally, the first person they all thought of was Gu Xiu who had abandoned the sect.

As soon as Guan Xuelan stabilized Xu Wanqing's injuries, she asked about He Mengyun and Gu Xiu's whereabouts.

Regardless of whether Fu Yuan's words were true or false, it would always be right to bring Gu Xiu back to the sect.

I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go!

I just never expected it.

But this happened.

The most important thing is, if there really is a puppeteer stronger than He Mengyun taking action...

Lu Qingyao suddenly shuddered. "Master, sisters, what do you think... could it be... Qi... Qixia Mountain that took action?"

Qixia Mountain!

As soon as this name came out, everyone present changed color.

Even Guan Xuelan's pupils shrank slightly in an instant.

Although Qixia Mountain is called a mountain, it is a real holy place. More importantly, there is a person in Qixia Mountain.

I have an old acquaintance with Gu Xiu.

That person has been locked up for a hundred years, and there has been no news of him so far.

But if that person knew that Gu Xiu had returned from the forbidden area, and that his cultivation had dissipated, and he had abandoned the sect...

There will inevitably be trouble!

"impossible!"

At this moment, someone spoke up: "Qixia Mountain never practices puppetry, and it's even more impossible for someone stronger than Meng Yun to be able to quietly interrupt her pulling silk technique!"

Everyone looked sideways.

The person who spoke was Fourth Senior Sister Shi Siling.

She was extremely powerful and knowledgeable, and what she said at this moment was so confident that it put everyone's minds at ease.

As long as it doesn't involve Qixia Mountain, it's fine.

"Mengyun, can you find Gu Xiu with your tracking puppet? Do you know where Gu Xiu is now? Just his approximate location will be fine?" Guan Xuelan asked.

She didn't know why the tracking puppet lost contact.

It doesn't matter now.

The most important thing is to find Gu Xiu. She still doesn't believe in the so-called Fuyuan, but as the sect leader, she would rather kill the wrong person than let him go, regardless of whether Fuyuan exists or not.

Capturing Gu Xiu is the top priority!

"This disciple knows!"

He Mengyun nodded repeatedly and said immediately: "When the connection between my three tracking puppets was cut off, then... then... then..."

After a long time of saying "in", everyone couldn't help but frown. But when they looked carefully, they saw that He Mengyun at this moment had actually done it in an instant.

Suddenly his face became ferocious and his eyes looked extremely crazy.

This is……

Lu Qingyao was the first to react, and immediately exclaimed, "Oh no! Sixth Senior Sister's soul injury has relapsed!"

After saying that, she almost subconsciously hid behind Guan Xuelan, shouting:

"Master, save me!!!"

Just as she opened her mouth, He Mengyun flicked his sleeves and turned beans into soldiers.

Throw out a bunch of extremely powerful puppets!

The moment the puppet landed on the ground, it rushed towards Lu Qingyao without any hesitation!

It seems as if it wants to eat his flesh, blood and soul alive!

It has to be said that Lu Qingyao's reaction was truly swift, and her sense of crisis was extraordinary.

But no matter how fast she reacted, her strength was ultimately the lowest. One of the puppets arrived in front of her in an instant.

Then, without hesitation, he punched her in the face!

"stop!"

Fortunately, Guan Xuelan was a cultivator in the Mahayana stage after all. He immediately intercepted them with an angry snort and immobilized all the puppets.

But just as she tried to stop him, she saw He Mengyun, who had fallen into madness, actually took out the Soul-Breaking Millstone and was about to commit suicide without hesitation.

Guan Xuelan could only distract herself to stop him.

Can……

It was stopped.

But when she was distracted, Lu Qingyao was in trouble.

The puppet that hit her with a punch already possessed the strength of a peak physical body. Although it was stopped by Guan Xuelan, it was the puppet of her disciple's hard work after all. Guan Xuelan could not destroy it by force, and she could only barely stop it.

But in this moment of distraction, the force of the punch penetrated a little.

It turned into a fist and hit Lu Qingyao in the face!

Accompanied by a wail.

Lu Qingyao fell to the ground with blood all over her mouth.

"Rebel!"

Guan Xuelan snorted, and immediately did not care whether she would hurt He Mengyun, and used her Mahayana cultivation in an instant.

He Mengyun just let out a whimper and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Guan Xuelan raised her palm again, and He Mengyun's puppets immediately collapsed to the ground and could not move.

The power of Mahayana is so terrifying!

But Guan Xuelan was not happy at all. Instead, her face was as gloomy as water. She used her power again and forcibly woke He Mengyun up:

"Traitor, where is Gu Xiu? Tell me now!"

pity.

"Gu Xiu?"

"Master, didn't Gu Xiu just abandon the sect and leave?"

He Mengyun was awake, but those eyes.

But full of confusion.

Ask three questions.

His soul was damaged, and Guan Xuelan took action.

Some of He Mengyun's memories have completely disappeared.

Lu Qingyao, who was standing next to her, finally got up from the ground tremblingly with the help of several senior sisters. Guan Xuelan hurriedly looked at her beloved disciple.

But it was just a glance.

A strange look appeared on Guan Xuelan's face.

At this moment, Lu Qingyao was not seriously injured.

It’s just that punch from the puppet just now.

Lu Qingyao's tall and straight nose collapsed, and her face was covered in dust and blood, looking extremely miserable.

Her eyes were filled with grievance, and she burst into tears: "Liger, Liger... wuwuwu..."

Don't ask why she can't speak clearly.

no way.

Her two front teeth had been broken by that punch, and she was crying loudly at that moment.

It is inevitable that there will be air leakage...

While the Qingxuan Holy Land was in chaos, Gu Xiu on the other side had once again used three masks, transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged alchemist, and faced the rising sun, and returned to the gate of Yunxiao City.

The little black monkey Haiqi was very well-behaved. He hid in Gu Xiu's arms and didn't move. Only his pair of black eyes looked out through his clothes, full of curiosity about the outside world.

But as he was watching, he saw Gu Xiu suddenly stop.

Then he frowned and looked aside.

There, there was an old man with a pungent smell of alcohol, disheveled hair and a face like a beggar. He was walking towards the city unsteadily with a red nose and unsteady steps.

But soon, Gu Xiu withdrew his gaze, as if nothing had happened.

The little black monkey was a little surprised and followed Gu Xiu's gaze to look at the old drunkard.

A pair of eyes suddenly widened.