Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

All the disciples of the Xianqi Sect knew that whether it was Tang Wanfeng's relationship with the current head, or her own strength, it was very likely that she would become the next head.

The protectors also treated her as a young master and called her "Miss Tang".

But apart from this layer of identity, she is just a disciple and has no real power, so she can't do anything when encountering these things.

Just like at this moment, Tang Wanfeng was furious, and the guardians just looked straight ahead with guilt, and didn't intend to explain further.

When the atmosphere was deadlocked to a certain point, Guardian Lan said: "We are just following the wishes of the head."

"Sister...?" Tang Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, Mo brows frowned, "Sister asked you to discuss everything?"

"Yes."

In the guardian hall, nearly a hundred disciples stood in unison, tied up in small groups with immortal ropes, their faces slightly smeared with makeup, their heads drooping timidly, dripping with cold sweat.

This kind of person only dares to act presumptuously in the dark, but once he is pulled into the broad daylight, he will be as humble as a quail.And what they do is like the bedbugs that live in the dark, they can't see the light, otherwise their skin will be bruised, and they will never recover.

Ye Wuchen stood aside, playing with the compass in his hand, staring at some unwilling disciples, watching them gnash their teeth, and seemed to take it for granted.

There are also some people who, on the one hand, feel that they are pure and lonely, on the other hand, on the other hand, they open their mouths to bite other people's mung bean-sized stains viciously, and want to push other people's heads into the mud to be happy, and they think they have done a great thing to protect the world.

"Master Immortal..." Luo Xianling suddenly tugged on his sleeve, and whispered, "I think there is something wrong with that protector."

Ye Wuchen leaned over, glanced at the guardians with rigid expressions, and said in a low voice, "How do you say?"

Luo Xianling approached carefully, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear in a softer voice: "There are traces of puppetry on the protector."

"..." Ye Wuchen didn't know much about puppet art, and because it was the Cangsong Sect's unique skill, the outer sect had no way of understanding it, so he could only ask: "How did you know?"

Luo Xianling said unabashedly: "I have learned it before, so I am very sensitive to the spiritual flow of puppets. If you look carefully, you can find a piece of silk thread hanging from their joints. Immortal masters belong to Mizuki. If you want to see them, just put Just gather the wood spirit power into your eyes."

Ye Wuchen knew that Luo Xianling was good at puppetry, so he didn't doubt her words, and immediately turned his spiritual power to focus his eyes and looked towards the guardian.

Several Dharma protectors wore elegant Dharma protector clothes, which were tightly wrapped from head to toe, and only two soft hands were exposed, and their wrists were hazy under the cover of the veil. Most of them crossed their fingers, and only Dharma protector Lan Still reasoning with Tang Wanfeng, fingers curled up in front of his chest.

After a while, Ye Wuchen saw a finger-long white silk thread fishing on her knuckles, with a faint luster.

He confirmed it with Luo Xianling, and said in a strange way: "Isn't this puppet art the Cangsong School's unique skill?"

"I don't know. I know puppetry only because my parents were monks of the Cangsong Sect." Luo Xianling whispered this sentence in his ear, and wanted to walk away, but then remembered the past again: "Speaking of it It's also strange, I didn't see many Dharma protectors in the school before, and they didn't have much reputation, but after the former Dharma protector died suddenly, they were suddenly promoted."

After finishing speaking, she grabbed Ye Wuchen's robe uneasily, and she dared not speak out the horrible conjecture in her heart-would the head of the sect know about it?

After listening to her narration, Ye Wuchen suddenly thought of the words and deeds that the guardians had clearly rehearsed on the day he suspended classes, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

At that time, he thought that the protectors were a little scared when they saw the legendary Immortal Master Ye for the first time, so they would read those mechanical lines. How could he have thought that he was dealing with a few puppets.

Just as she was thinking, Tang Wanfeng walked over with a disappointed face, her voice was very soft, filled with a strong sense of powerlessness: "The protectors still need to check, please immortal master... let them go first."

The four protectors looked at this side together, with fair eyes, as if they did not want to wrong each disciple.

After the images are released for you, you still need to check. Could it be that these puppets are stupid?

Ye Wuchen patted Tang Wanfeng's shoulder, but did not untie those people's ropes, he said: "Wait a minute, I will ask Mo Yun to bring those disciples over to confront."

Afterwards, he closed his eyes, and with the white sand green bamboo contract formation, he could see where Mo Yun was, and peek into what he was doing.

But Ye Wuchen didn't need this function, but he remembered that this formation could also transmit sound, so he softly called Mo Yun's name in his heart.

Earlier, Ye Wuchen brought the disciples who had planted the forbidden speech Gu to the Xiuxin Hall, and wanted to remove them one by one, but Tang Wanfeng invited him to the Hongyan Pagoda, saying that the group of disciples refused to move and needed him help.

There is no way, Mo Yun is the only one here who understands the forbidden speech Gu, so he was sent to remove the forbidden speech Gu on the disciple, and the child obediently led him to the Cultivation Hall, where he practiced the spell seriously.

It is easy to inflict the forbidden speech gu, but it is troublesome to remove it. It needs to condense the spiritual power into a trickle, sweep through the disciple's meridians, and force out the poison.

However, Mo Yun's fire-type spiritual power is more aggressive, so he must be more careful, so as not to hurt the disciple's meridians.However, this kind of spiritual power can force out Gu poison much faster than those gentle spiritual powers.

By now, the solution is almost complete.

After undoing the Gu on the last disciple, Mo Yun smiled and said to that disciple: "This sister, be careful in the future."

The disciple nodded gratefully.

He learned this forbidden speech Gu in his previous life. At that time, he wanted to put the Gu on someone who knew his identity as a demon. As a result, on the day he cast the Gu, he was caught by Ye Wuchen, and he had a life-and-death battle with Ye Wuchen. Finally, he was captured back to the Demon Realm.

In this life, Ye Wuchen was not surprised to know that he would silence Gu Moyun, but he was a little palpitating.

After all, since the bond was formed, neither of them mentioned that he was a demon.

He didn't dare to speak, so he wanted to wait for Ye Wuchen to speak first.

Worried, Mo Yun heard Ye Wuchen's voice, he was slightly startled, then reacted, and replied calmly: "I am here, Master."

The boy's voice was still clear and clean through the contract, as if it carried the sweetness of a clear spring.It's just that Ye Wuchen was unprepared and was taken aback. He calmed down and passed a word.

"Please bring those disciples who have unlocked the forbidden speech Gu to Hongyan Pagoda—do you need me to open the door for you?"

Mo Yun was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Master, do you want to make the contract with me public?"

"..."

Although it is a formation on the fairy book, it does not mean that no one knows about it, so it is better to be careful.

Ye Wuchen had no choice but to give up.

This night was not peaceful, the galaxy in the sky was boiling hot, as if it was going to burn into the bottom of people's hearts, scorching a few holes, the bright white light of the moon seemed to be compared with the twinkling stars, a little dim.

After a while, Mo Yun brought more than a dozen disciples to Hongyan Pagoda.

On the second floor of the Hongyan Pagoda, Ye Wuchen was dragged by Tang Wanfeng to stand opposite the four guardians. He probably wanted to use him to frighten the guardians and force them to give in.

Tang Wanfeng didn't know that the guardians were puppets, so she still stared at them with wide eyes.

As for Ye Wuchen, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the eyes of those guardians were empty and lifeless, which made people feel cold all over.

"...Is Sect Leader Luo here?" Ye Wuchen raised the curtain of eyelashes, and casually started a conversation.

"The head of the sect has gone out to do some errands recently." Guardian Lan looked at him with a smile, his delicate and clean face was full of tenderness.

"Master Luo is quite busy..." Ye Wuchen murmured.

Xiao Yichun was not so busy, he stayed in the sect for at least ten months a year, basically he was in the sect every day, and he could even find time to drink tea at Zhiqing Peak.

As for Luo Qingyu, she had to go out several times a month, leaving an expatriate elder here, and if she had to be replaced by a bad-hearted one, the Xianqi faction would have changed hands long ago.

Ye Wuchen's thoughts surged, and suddenly, there was some movement in the Dharma Guardian Hall, which was quiet only with the sound of breathing.

"You bastard—!"

"Snapped!"

There was a commotion among the disciples who were bound by the immortal rope by the door, and was immediately suppressed by the crackling of whips.

Ye Wuchen was startled by the sudden crack of the whip, his body trembled slightly, he turned around, a little speechless.

The guardian hall is very large and empty, there are not many decorations, and it looks even more empty when there is no one there.Those disciples who were bound by Suoxian rope were put on the left side of the room by him.

Mo Yun ran towards him after he swung the whip, saw him turn around, stopped quickly, hid the whip behind him, pointed to the person on the left, bit his lower lip, his face full of grievance: "She, She scolded me."

Because of his words, the originally tense atmosphere was a little messy. The female disciple he was pointing at stared at him in disbelief, and was so angry that he lost his voice. The disciple next to her said angrily: "She didn't scold you, she scolded you!" behind you..."

"Crack!" Another slap of the whip hit the floor in front of those disciples, Mo Yun lowered his head, kept aiming at Ye Wuchen, the slender whip twisted on his fingers: "I don't care, Master, she is just scolding you!" I."

Xu Shi everyone present was startled by his rascal, and no one made a sound for a while.

In an instant, Mo Yun attracted everyone's attention, shocked, dazed, frightened, and speechless.

The slender soft whip made a sound on the wooden floor. Seeing that Ye Wuchen was just looking at him quietly, Mo Yun sent himself over, hooked his waist, and repeated: "Master, she scolded you!" I."

The young man's voice was as clear as jade and stones colliding, deliberately carrying some coquettish meaning, it really sounded like he had been wronged.

"puff--"

Luo Xianling couldn't hold it back any longer. She stood opposite the group of disciples, and seeing the pale and pale faces of those people, she already had a stomach ache. Now that Mo Yun said again, she was really leaning on the wooden wall , bent over with a smile.

The girl's laughter was like a silver bell, very contagious, even the unhappy disciples brought by Mo Yun laughed softly.

Corresponding to this laughter was the anger of the nearly one hundred disciples who were tied up, and some of them with a strong temper began to curse again.

"Bitch! What are you laughing at!"

"Things that have been in a man's bed! Don't even look at your own virtue!"

Seeing that group of people began to scold again, Ye Wuchen glanced at the indifferent Dharma protectors, then suddenly looked down at Mo Yun, he amplified his voice enough for the entire Dharma protector hall to hear: "Are they scolding you again? "

The scolding stopped for an instant, Luo Xianling paused, and laughed even more recklessly.

Mo Yun buried his head in his waist pretending to be wronged: "Yes, they scolded me again..."

After hearing his words, Ye Wuchen sighed helplessly, and put a barrier of silence around the group of disciples, covering up the whispering voices.

He suddenly felt that Mo Yun was so childish.

On the other side, Tang Wanfeng glanced at Mo Yun speechlessly, intending to ask the disciples he brought to identify him a little bit, so that the guardians would be convinced.

However, before she got there, Ye Wuchen said, "Miss Wan Feng, invite these disciples out first."

"Spiritual Master?"

Tang Wanfeng turned around in surprise, but saw him standing in front of the four protectors with a look of embarrassment, Ye Wuchen looked at Luo Xianling who was smiling so hard, and said, "Please come over here, Little Fairy Xianling. "

"...Why is the senior sister a young lady and I am a little fairy?" Luo Xianling stopped laughing, and looked at Ye Wuchen resentfully.

However, when he saw the people behind him, Luo Xianling decisively pushed the group of disciples brought by Mo Yun out of the door, drove away these ignorant junior sisters, and then opened the door to look at Ye Wuchen. , pointing to the nearly one hundred people on the left.

Ye Wuchen nodded, and formed another barrier around those people, forming seals with both hands, and transferred them out of the Red Wild Goose Pagoda to the school grounds.

The huge guardian hall was instantly empty, and the wind blowing in through the window lattice carved with grape vine patterns was a bit cold.

Luo Xianling rushed into the room quickly, closed the door with a slam, buckled the lock, and almost rushed behind Ye Wuchen.

"Puppet body?"

I saw that the body of the four guardians of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum had turned into wood, and they were posing stiffly. The spheres connecting the joints in the fingers could still be seen. The eyebrows and eyes on the face were clearly carved with a knife, but very rough.

The wood used to make the puppet is very smooth, with a clear black-brown texture, a circle of messy hair is sewn on the head, and the clothes on the body are normal Dharma protection clothes.

Tang Wanfeng stood there at a loss, and walked over after a while, frightened by the four wooden puppets, "Guardian?"

Ye Wuchen explained the matter, and then he said to Tang Wanfeng, "Is your master here?"

Tang Wanfeng didn't know why he asked this, but she answered honestly: "Master, she was in retreat a few months ago."

"That's it." Ye Wuchen stared at the ground in distress, and asked again: "Are there any elders in the sect?"

"In addition to the guardians, there are some seniors, but they traveled together in the early years."

"Among the disciples, you are the one with the best cultivation?"

"Yes."

Ye Wuchen sighed, staring at this girl who pretended to be calm, feeling a little distressed, so he slowed down his speaking speed, softened his tone, and said the following passage.

"I teleported that group of people to the school grounds, and a few of them can speak. Please go and ask who transmitted the silence Gu. There may be someone behind the organization. Also, there should be more than these disciples who have been affected by the silence Gu. , have to find out, in short, let’s end this matter first.”

At the end, he said again: "It may be difficult, but this is to give justice to those disciples."

Tang Wanfeng froze, and took a while to raise her head, took a deep breath, and tried not to look at the four puppets: "The head is not here, so please ask the fairy master here."

She is 16 years old and has reached the age of Ji. She should be a sensible person. Now that the guardian's safety is unknown, Immortal Master Ye dismissed the disciples early in order not to cause panic. She can't add to the chaos.

It's the only thing she can do.

Tang Wanfeng walked out the door quickly and disappeared around the corner of the attic.

This usually soft and gentle girl, at this moment, unexpectedly stepped out of a fierce aura, and rushed through the world with an unprecedented strong wind, as if a soft insect was about to cocoon and turn into that stunning butterfly.