After the rebirth of the master's wife who was hated by everyone, all of them were burned to de

However, when he saw Jianhui following him, he frowned slightly. Logically speaking, a servant should not come to the main hall unless he summoned him personally.

Jianhui also felt the sect leader's gaze, so he hid slightly behind Senior Brother Yan, which was simply an attempt to cover up his own mistakes.

"What's the matter?" the sect leader asked in a gentle voice.

As the eldest disciple, Wei Yuyun was naturally the one to report. He stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Master, we've found Rong Xin! She's back!"

"Rong Xin, didn't she die?" The sect leader acted very calmly, and looked like he didn't believe it.

"Master, we guess that Rong Xin did not die, she just escaped!" Wei Yuyun gave a brief account of their findings.

After hearing Wei Yuyun's words, the Sect Master looked at the five of them. This time, they were quite clever, and they actually realized that the person was not Xi'er but Rong Xin.

However, even if he knew, he would just pretend not to know. He waved his hand and said, "I think you should stop thinking too much. Rong Xin has already fallen, so how could she still appear? We all know she's dead. Don't dwell on this matter anymore. It will become a demon in your heart, a demon in your cultivation."

"No, it's really not!" Wei Yuyun wanted to refute, but was suppressed by Yan Chuhua.

"Yes." Yan Chuhua took the lead and bowed.

Everyone else was confused by Yan Chuhua's reaction. Hadn't they agreed to speak to the Sect Master about this and have him deal with Rong Xin? Why was he backing out like that?

However, no one refuted Yan Chuhua's words, and they all bowed and retreated.

After they returned, Zhou Jingyue couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Yan, it was you who said Lin Yunying was Rong Xin, and now it's you who backed down in front of the Sect Master. What the hell is this?"

"Yes!" Jianhui didn't dare to speak in front of the sect leader, otherwise he would definitely argue with him!

Wei Yuyun answered for Yan Chuhua, and he asked in return: "Do you think the Sect Master doesn't know?" Just when he came back, he found that the Sect Master looked very calm when he heard the news.

It seems that he doesn't care at all. Why doesn't he care? Wei Yuyun has been thinking, unless the sect leader already knew that Rong Xin was not dead, and sneaked in!

The Sect Master is in the late stage of Spiritual Transformation and is the number one person in Xuanyu Sect. Is there anything he doesn't know?

"The Sect Master knows!" Yan Yao suddenly realized.

They were all at the Jindan stage, so how could they imagine what a cultivator at the late stage of the Shenhua stage was like? They were curious, but they probably wouldn't see that day coming.

The master's wife is their inner demon. Perhaps, they will never have the chance to reach such a high level in their lifetime. The only possible one should be the eldest brother.

"So what should we do now?" Zhou Jingyue asked a question that puzzled everyone.

Yeah, what should we do now?

Yan Yao asked: "How about we go and make things difficult for Lin Yunying?" If this person was Rong Xin, he would have a lot of anger to vent.

The same was true for Jianhui. Rong Xin had hurt him so badly that he was so angry that he had no place to vent it. He really planned to teach Lin Yunying a lesson.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to drive her away. As long as she's around, Master's Wife won't come back." Yan Chuhua stood up, looked at everyone and asked, "Have you told Master about this?"

Here, only Yan Chuhua still calls him Master.

"not yet!"

For some reason, everyone felt a little ashamed when they mentioned him. Some unknown emotion played a role, and he became an awkward point that no one dared to touch.

"I'll go meet him." Yan Chuhua suddenly suggested.

The others didn't stop him or say anything about following him.

Yan Chuhua knew what they were thinking, so he didn't take the initiative to ask to go. He stood up and said something to a few people before leaving to look for Jiang Sihan.

Jiang Sihan was no longer a real person, so he lived in a room that was supposed to belong to an inner courtyard disciple. However, the people who were with him had gone to the Internal Affairs Office to receive a mission, so he was alone.

The once high and mighty Master Jiang has now become an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage disciple among the inner court disciples.

If one wants to continue to become a True Person, one must at least reach the Nascent Soul stage. And even if one does reach the Nascent Soul stage, it depends on whether the Sect Master is willing.

Moreover, this position should have been Wei Yuyun's by default, so he had no chance.

Yan Chuhua stood at the door. They say that when you are close to home, you feel more timid. He had been mentally prepared, but when the meeting really came, he became timid.

"Oh." Yan Chuhua sighed.

"Who's out there?"

After hearing Jiang Sihan's words, Yan Chuhua stepped forward, knocked on the door to inform him, and then pushed it open and walked in. As soon as he opened the door, the smell of cinnabar hit him in the face.

Jiang Sihan sat at the Eight Immortals Table, drawing talismans with his head down, not caring who the visitor was. He thought it was just the disciple he lived with.

"Master."

Hearing the word "Master," Jiang Sihan paused as he drew the talisman. The cinnabar dripped onto the talisman paper, unable to hold the tip of his pen. He blinked to confirm that the person coming was indeed Yan Chuhua.

Yan Chuhua walked in, turned around and closed the door, then shouted again, "Master." This time, he didn't feel any psychological burden and even smiled.

Hearing the word "Master", Jiang Sihan sighed heavily and shook his head, saying, "Now I am no longer your Master, nor am I Master Jiang of Fushan."

This sentence from the master was particularly ironic to him.

"Once a teacher, always a father. It's too late to change after all these years." Yan Chuhua walked over, bowed, and said, "Master, how are you these days?"

"That's all."

Jiang Sihan asked the person to sit down and looked at the broken purple talisman. He muttered to himself, "No matter how many more I draw, it's useless." He was no longer in the Nascent Soul stage, so even if he drew more, it would be useless.

"Master's paintings are still so good." Yan Chuhua picked up a picture and looked at it carefully, then said with a smile: "I've remembered everything. I'll be able to learn quickly if I practice more, right?"

Jiang Sihan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "His bones are damaged. He won't be able to move faster, and may even be much slower."

"I see." Yan Chuhua put down the talisman and asked, "Master, do you think Rong Xin is dead or not?"

"I think she is not dead, but whether she is dead or not has nothing to do with me." Jiang Sihan didn't care much about Rong Xin.

He was different from these disciples. Their misbehavior could be attributed to Rong Xin's instigation, but what about him? This was the path he had chosen, and it had nothing to do with anyone else.

Not only Xier, but also the master, he has done too many mistakes and there is no chance to make up for it.

Are you so sure? Yan Chuhua asked, "Why do you think she's not dead?"

"When you reach the Nascent Soul stage and face a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you'll understand the chasm of nature, the difference between a tiny difference and a thousand miles of difference. A Nascent Soul cultivator looks at a Foundation Establishment cultivator like an ant. Once you reach the Dao Ancestor stage of Ascension, you'll be able to penetrate the laws of nature. Without divine weapons to support you, how could you possibly kill her?"

Jiang Sihan is a person who fell from the Nascent Soul stage, and he knows the difference best.