Chapter 66: Sky-Splitting Formation "Xie Yunqing, we meet again."...

Xie Yunqing straightened the moon-white robe on his body. Although the neckline was a little too open, the effect on his body was still good. It was a hundred times better than the remaining nearly transparent gauze clothes in the box.

With a lazy smile on his lips, he slowly walked out of Shen Wenji's bedroom.

As everyone knows, the master's bedroom is the best central location in the sect, but Shen Wenji doesn't like being disturbed by others. Except for the disciples who are cleaning or patrolling, no one will come here easily.

Xie Yunqing didn't meet anyone along the way, so he changed his route and walked along the stone road of the Hehuan Sect to the place where the disciples of the Hehuan Sect practiced and taught. That was the place with the largest number of people in the Hehuan Sect and it was also the most lively place.

The path of the Hehuan Sect is winding, and the pavilions and towers are not only hidden in the spiritual mist, but also surrounded by Hehuan flowers. As you walk along, your body is covered with the fragrance of flowers.

Although he wanted to claim his sovereignty, he also knew that this was the place where the sect taught martial arts, and he could not enter without permission unless absolutely necessary.

This is to prevent someone from stealing the sect's secret techniques, and also to avoid interrupting the disciples who are practicing and accidentally causing them to go astray.

Although you can't go in, you can look outside.

Xie Yunqing walked to the door, found a tree in the middle, and leaned lazily against the trunk.

The sunlight filtered through the albizzia tree, casting dappled light on him, making his figure appear even more upright.

He is already handsome and has an extraordinary temperament, and with the blessing of light and shadow, he has an indescribable atmosphere.

He had a striking sword hanging around his waist, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Unlike most of the frail members of the Hehuan Sect, it was obvious at first glance that he was not a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

But his clothes were indeed those of the Hehuan Sect. After thinking about it, it could only be that person.

After a while, the disciples in the pavilion noticed him.

After all, he stood at the door in a pretentious manner, so conspicuous that it was hard not to notice him.

There were many people in the pavilion talking about this, and word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. They looked at Xie Yunqing with different eyes. Some were curious, some were probing, and some even had unconcealable envy in their eyes.

Some disciples pretended to pass by in order to observe closely.

Some even couldn't help but stop in front of Xie Yunqing and secretly look at him while bowing to him.

Faced with the curiosity of his disciples, Xie Yunqing was not annoyed at all. He responded with a gentle nod or a faint smile. He looked so calm, as if he was really half the leader of the Hehuan Sect.

The tips of his ears moved slightly, and he not only heard the gasps coming from all around him, but also heard the bold discussions.

"Is this the one that the Sect Master hid in the bedroom? He's so handsome..."

"How dare you covet the Sect Master's people? You should deal with your romantic affairs first. The medicine cultivator who is blocking you is still outside the sect."

"Seeing that he's wearing our sect's clothes, I'm afraid he's already married into our family. The sect leader still lets him walk around. Is he planning to make it public?"

"But I heard he's a sword cultivator. Those sword cultivators all have stubborn and stubborn tempers, and are full of pride. Is he really willing to come to the Hehuan Sect?"

"That's not necessarily true. Don't generalize based on your experience. I heard that this swordsman is deeply in love with the sect leader and is obsessed with him."

"Why did I hear that the Sect Master used a secret technique to entangle him and trap him?"

"You're all wrong. They're in love and have a great relationship. Last night, when I was on patrol, I saw the candles in the Sect Master's Hall were lit for half the night..."

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There were so many discussions that it was hard to hear them all, and they drifted into Xie Yunqing's ears intermittently. He didn't care at first, but when he heard them questioning his and Shen Wenji's relationship, he felt that he needed to come forward to confirm it.

Xie Yunqing smiled gently and stopped the disciple who was talking the most excitedly.

Despite seeing his smile, the disciple was still frightened. Perhaps because he felt guilty, he asked in a trembling voice, "Senior Xie, what can I do for you?"

Xie Yunqing asked, "I want to give my wife..."

The word "Madam" is emphasized.

Then, he paused deliberately, lowered his head and smiled sheepishly, then continued, "I want to send some soup to your sect leader. Do you know where your sect leader is right now?"

The disciple was obviously relieved and explained, "The Sect Master should be in the meeting hall at this time."

Xie Yunqing nodded and was about to say something when his keen senses detected a strange aura around him, like a very faint cold demonic energy.

Ever since demonic energy began to accumulate in his body, he has become extremely sensitive to the breath of demons. Even if it is deliberately concealed by magic weapons, he can still smell the slightest flaw.

Xie Yunqing paused, frowned suddenly, and swept his surroundings calmly, finally locking his gaze on a male disciple who was walking quickly with his head down not far ahead.

The male disciple, looking about twenty years old, carried a wooden box on his back, his face calm as he walked quickly toward the back of the mountain. A strange demonic aura lingered about him, clearly masked. Without careful observation, it would be completely unnoticed.

His presence here was no coincidence.

After the great war between immortals and demons, the demons will never remain quiet, and their every move needs to be watched closely.

However, since they dared to reach out to the Hehuan Sect, there was no guarantee that the next target might be Shen Wenji. The enemy was in the dark and I was in the light. It would be too passive to remain inactive.

Xie Yunqing's face darkened as he secretly plotted a plan.

The disciple who had been talking to Xie Yunqing earlier, seeing his sudden change of expression, thought it was because of his bad attitude, so he took the initiative to speak: "Senior Xie, how about I take you to the meeting hall?"

Hearing this, Xie Yunqing put away the coldness in his eyes, replaced it with a gentle smile, pointed to the male disciple in front of him carrying a wooden box, and said, "I met someone I know, he can take me there, I won't bother you anymore."

Everyone's eyes fell on the man with the wooden box.

As if he had noticed something, the wooden box man, who had been keeping an eye on the matter, turned around and looked over, and was shocked.

Someone nearby whispered, "I don't know what kind of luck this low-spiritual-powered formation master has had recently. First, he received a big mission, and now he's an acquaintance of Senior Xie..."

Xie Yunqing's eyes flickered slightly, and he calmly stepped forward, blocking the wooden box man's path. A harmless smile appeared on his face, and he asked in a natural tone, "Fellow Daoist, please stay. Could you please take me to the meeting hall? I'm new here and I'm a little lost."

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The disciple was suddenly stopped. When he saw that it was Xie Yunqing, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and a look of panic flashed across his face.

He quickly lowered his head and replied respectfully, "Senior, I have something important to attend to. I may not be able to help you. You can ask another disciple to do it for you."

"Okay then." Xie Yunqing nodded, but didn't let him go immediately. He casually asked, "Fellow Daoist, you're in such a hurry. Where are you going? Is it an important matter within the sect?"

His eyes fell on an inconspicuous black talisman on his disciple's waist. The faint demonic energy seemed to be emanating from this object.

The disciple stiffened for a moment, subconsciously covering the talisman with his sleeve, and quickly replied, "It's nothing serious. I need to go to the back mountain to check the formation."

"Formation?" Xie Yunqing raised an eyebrow, feigning curiosity. "Why haven't I heard of any formations in the back mountains of the Hehuan Sect?"

The wooden box man explained, "There weren't any before, but a while ago, the sect master discovered several teleportation arrays secretly left by the demons in the back mountain. He ordered the disciples to take turns to dismantle the arrays and strengthen the sect's barrier defenses. Today is my turn to be on duty."

"Oh? The demonic formation?" Xie Yunqing raised his eyebrows even higher, a deep meaning flashing across his eyes, but his face still had a warm smile. "I see, I'm free, so why don't I go with you? I can help you out and avoid any more problems."

The male disciple's eyes changed slightly, as if he wanted to refuse, but looking at Xie Yunqing's smile, he couldn't find a reason, so he could only nod: "Thank you very much, Senior.

Xie Yunqing followed the male disciple and left. The others thought they were going to the meeting hall, but they didn't know that the two of them were walking side by side towards the back mountain.

Along the way, Xie Yunqing asked about the Hehuan Sect in a casual manner, but the male disciples always gave vague answers, and their hands unconsciously clenched the talisman on their waists.

Xie Yunqing noticed all his little movements and his suspicion grew.

The two of them quickly walked to the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain. There were remnants of a formation on the ground in the distance, and the center of the formation was emitting a faint black light, which was exactly the same as the man had described, with nothing unusual.

"This is it. Senior, please just wait here. I will dismantle the formation." As he spoke, he opened the wooden box, took out the magic disk inside, and was about to step forward.

"Wait." Xie Yunqing stopped him. "Although there are only remnants of this formation left, it looks strange. Let me help you. It will be faster."

Without waiting for the male disciple to react, he leaned over, gathered spiritual power at his fingertips, and pointed it at the center of the formation without saying a word.

Taking this opportunity, his spiritual consciousness explored the formation in depth, but still found nothing unusual. Could it be that he was overthinking it?

The male disciple didn't say much and also input his spiritual power into the center of the formation.

When the formation was about to be completed, the talisman on the male disciple's waist suddenly fell to the ground and shattered into powder in the blink of an eye. The pure demonic energy hidden inside penetrated into the core of the formation.

The next second, the black light at the center of the formation suddenly surged, and the strong demonic energy that erupted shook the two of them in waves.

Although Xie Yunqing was prepared and dodged to the side, the evil energy stuck to him strangely, brushed past his arm, and penetrated into his body.

His body had not yet recovered, and the demonic energy in his body had just stabilized last night. At this moment, it was stimulated by the external demonic energy and instantly surged in his dantian.

His throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Where did you get the demon talisman?" Xie Yunqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes cold.

The male disciple ignored him, grinned, opened the bottom layer of the wooden box, and formed seals with his hands.

Is this... the demon clan's sky-splitting formation?

A black space crack suddenly appeared in the center of the original magic circle, and a thick demonic energy poured out from the crack. Then, a figure in a black cloak slowly walked out.

The person who came was a woman, and her figure looked very familiar.

She took off her hood, revealing her beautiful face. She looked at the injured Xie Yunqing with a complicated expression: "Xie Yunqing, we meet again."

Xie Yunqing stood up straight, the gentle smile on his lips slowly faded, his eyes darkened, and he asked, "Did the demon clan... deliberately lure me here?"

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