After meeting the angel and experiencing life and death, Feifei finally let go.

An Qing’s incident can only be said to have taught her another lesson.

"What law enforcement team? I did nothing wrong. That illusion hurt me so much. I am the victim. How could you treat me like this? What about the friendship between you two fellow disciples?" An Qing suddenly went crazy. It seemed that he knew about the law enforcement team. Once he was caught, he would probably never get out.

He waited fiercely for Yang Lan'er: "And you, who are you? What hatred do we have that is worthy of you slandering me like this? Don't you feel guilty for doing this?"

Yang Lan'er smiled and said calmly: "Don't tell me, I really have no guilt at all. I am happy to get rid of harm for the people..."

Besides, their feud has been settled and no one owes anyone anything.

The Palace Master shook his sleeves and a cage appeared. He threw it at An Qing and immediately trapped her inside. He also blocked out her voice so that she wouldn't hear anything and wouldn't be bothered by it.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, my fellow immortal. Our sect didn't discipline us strictly, and this kind of scum has emerged." The Palace Master felt a little embarrassed and could only say a few nice words.

Fortunately, Yang Lan'er is not an outside enemy, otherwise the Butian Palace would be laughed at.

Yang Lan'er nodded: "Palace Master, you are joking. There are so many people in the sect, so there are always a few bad ones. There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. The Palace Master is also tired of managing the sect on a daily basis."

So, when she said that she would build a city, Lingyun Zidiao would directly complain that she would definitely be a hands-off boss.

The management of a city is more complicated than that of a sect, and the residents of the city are even more diverse. It would be strange if she could manage it well.

The Palace Master was immediately very pleased to be complimented and sighed, "Beibei, wait for the law enforcement team to come and tell them not to listen to her nonsense. She is harming her fellow disciples and is still stubborn. The punishment should be the highest level."

Beibei was stunned for a moment and nodded hesitantly.

Although Yang Lan'er was somewhat curious, she did not ask directly. It was an internal matter and she did not need to provoke the Palace Master to become angry and humiliate him before she would let it go.

The Palace Master didn't mind Yang Lan'er's sharp tongue.

Cultivators believe in revenge when there is revenge, and grievances when there is grievance. Since Yang Lan'er and An Qing have such a grudge, it is easy for her to just say a few harsh words to them.

An Qing kept banging the cage and cursing loudly, his eyes were bloodshot. It was obviously not good, but no one wanted to do anything about it.

The Palace Master invited Yang Lan'er and said, "My fellow immortal, I heard that you know the Immortal Emperor Qing Fei?"

Hearing this abrupt change of subject, Yang Lan'er didn't care and nodded cooperatively: "Yes, we have a good relationship. Does the Palace Master know him too?"

“Not really. We have been friends for a long time. After all, there are too few female cultivators among all the Immortal Emperors…” The Palace Master did not say anything of real significance. She did not really want to get to know Qing Fei. She just did not want Yang Lan’er to see An Qing’s ugliness again, thus having a worse impression of the Butian Palace.

"That's true. When I was in Baihua City, I saw many male Immortal Emperors, but I only saw the Qingfei Immortal Emperor among the female ones." Yang Lan'er was also frank. Everyone was just talking nonsense!

"Come to think of it, I haven't been paying attention to the outside world recently. How big a thing happened in Baihua City? How could there be such a large-scale illusion? Many people must have been affected!" The Palace Master's news was indeed out of date.

"That's true, but I'm not very clear about the details. It was the late stage of the Hundred Flowers Feast when the incident happened. I happened to go to another city. I only heard about it from my friends, and I'm still a little scared." Yang Lan'er lied again.

Because some things simply cannot be explained to the Palace Master. Too many of them are too troublesome, so it is better not to mention them.

It’s best to say that you don’t know. What you want to say is what you heard, and what you don’t want to say is what you don’t know.

From what the Palace Master said, it seems that he does have some resentment towards An Qing. If it weren't for the illusion, such a thing wouldn't have happened.

These people have never thought that An Qing's inner demon is buried so deep that it will be triggered only when he crosses the calamity. How terrifying it will be? By then, maybe he will be finished, and the entire Butian Palace will be affected.

If I'm not mistaken, a sect like the Butian Palace has its own special place for transcending tribulations, which is not too far from the sect's headquarters, and insiders are allowed to observe.

By then, once it spreads, it might be a large area! "I heard that the demon cultivator has reached the level of Demon Lord, and has set up the Nine Yin Soul Locking Formation. Even the Immortal Emperor cannot resist that illusion." Yang Lan'er said it in a ambiguous way, wanting the Palace Master to understand how dangerous it was at that time.

This indirectly proves that An Qing brought his own death upon himself and it was not an unavoidable accident.

Moreover, it is true that the Immortal Emperor was unable to resist. At that time, an Immortal Emperor fell into an illusion. The only one who escaped was the invisible protection that Mo Bai received after meeting Qin Muyan.

"Demon Lord?" The Palace Master was surprised. He finally realized that the level of the crisis in Baihua City was not something that ordinary people could contend with. "How could the Demon Lord be in the fairyland? And even come to Baihua City? What is the purpose of protecting the family?"

With the level of the Lord of Butian Palace, he naturally knew about the existence of the Guardian Family.

Yang Lan'er spread her hands, indicating that she didn't know. She knew about protecting the family, but she had never seen it, not even in her previous life.

The inside story was not something she could know. Anyway, once the matter of Ziyun Sect was exposed, the Palace Master would naturally be able to understand the whole story.

Not many people saw the truth at that time. Probably because of Mo Bai, everything was concealed. No one knew what would happen and it would explode completely. It would definitely be earth-shattering and shock the entire Piaomiao world.

Then they talked about some other topics. Yang Lan'er was placed in the courtyard where Feifei lived. It was very beautiful, like a fairyland that was beyond the imagination of mortals.

When Yang Lan'er saw a small waterfall flowing backwards, she was no longer surprised. There were so many things in the Piaomiao Realm that violated the laws of physics, and it was impossible to delve into them.

The so-called laws of physics are really only applicable to the mortal world, or in other words, only applicable to places similar to the Earth.

Don't take the rest seriously, otherwise you will lose.

With Yang Lan'er around, Feifei strictly controls the spiritual herbs she uses every day. Those that should not be used cannot be used, no matter how good they are.

Although I know that Feifei has to feed the Dark Crow Demon Poison every day, there must be a lot of waste.

But when she saw it with her own eyes, Yang Lan'er realized how extravagant this girl was. Some spiritual herbs were hard to come by. If they were auctioned outside, they would probably fetch millions of fairy stones, but Feifei swallowed them up like grass.

It is the most wasteful to swallow all the spiritual herbs directly. Some natural treasures have energies close to the innate ones, so more can be absorbed.

In addition, Feifei did not have any special physique. Seeing the waste, Yang Lan'er's face turned as pale as the bottom of the pot, and her heart ached.