Chapter 110: Hammer and Lotus Root

Feng Yi and Ju Yuan had both experienced Yan Ye's evil character, but they were still shocked into silence by his apprentice's actions.

There really are people who would discuss how to kill someone else's master in front of his senior disciple who he has raised for four hundred years.

"So, you didn't know your master had so much money?"

Lin Du pondered for a moment and tapped the table. "Has your master ever met the two outer disciples Qi Zhun and Shao Fei before?"

Tao Xian explained honestly, "Master is not very experienced among the elders of the sect. He can even be considered young, so the tasks assigned to him are all jobs that are not very profitable but extremely troublesome and easy to offend people. However, Master has always done a good job, and the elders from all sides have always been very satisfied with Master. He has always had a good reputation in the sect and is considered a good person."

"Plus, he is considered a genius and is well-known for his astronomy and fortune-telling skills. Small families from southern Yunnan have also sought his help for astronomy and fortune-telling."

"He once managed the affairs of the outer sect, but I don't know when he contacted Qi Zhun."

Lin Du had been staring into his eyes, and only after hearing this did he react, "Is that so..."

Her words were meaningful, and she turned to look at Feng Yi, "Seventh Senior Sister, this is probably what happened."

Being ignored, Ju Yuan couldn't help but clear his throat.

Feng Yi thought for a moment, "So you suspect that Yin Zhong is the ghost of a high-ranking monk who escaped from the Lanju Realm, and was later replaced by a spiritual vine body by Granny Ma. Because his ghost was damaged, he devoured the ghosts of women born in the Yin hour in the name of the Moon God, leaving rice as the so-called 'bride price'. In the end, the village gradually evolved into a breeding ground for him alone?"

"He took the talented men out of the village, and the women were used as food to replenish his soul. The remaining men were planted with seeds to absorb vitality, and the women were used as props for reproduction. The village set up a formation to gather Yin and spiritual energy for his body cultivation. The more children he gave birth to, the more rice he would get. Therefore, the village was willing to be fed and turned into a sheepfold for this man to make money."

"And all of Yin Zhong's disciples are children chosen from that village. They erase their memories, brand their spirits, and when needed, directly drive them to become puppets to do things? Is that the masked man in white robe that you met that day?"

Feng Yi quickly figured it out, and Ju Yuan's coughing stopped abruptly.

"Moreover, why Qi Zhun and Shao Fei were able to enter the Feixing Sect's outer sect, and why they received the mission to go to the North. I'm afraid they are all related to Yin Zhong. There were four Lanjus among the white-robed men who attacked us last night. The ghost corpse of the world."

As Lin Du spoke, he threw a handful of storage bags and storage rings onto the table. They were all found on the corpses. "From this, it can be seen that many of the evil people in the Lanju world have united together."

"Everyone wants to live, but we, the innocent people in the Dongming Realm, also want to live."

Lin Du raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yi, "Seventh Senior Sister, where do you think we should start?"

Feng Yi was born into a prominent family of cultivators and was originally the young master of the Feng family. After joining the Supreme Sect, he voluntarily resigned from the position of young master and focused on the Tao, but the ability to deal with emergencies that he had acquired since childhood remained.

She smiled slightly, her thin eyelids like a lively silver fish, "People always leave traces. You want to know who Yin Zhong has contacted and what industries he has. You don't want to find this person immediately. Aren't you just trying to see if you can use him to catch all the other ghosts in one fell swoop?"

"Leave it to me." Feng Yi's eyes were shining, and he reached out and touched Lin Du's head. "You are still young, don't think too much. We in the Supreme Sect do things without reason, and that's fine."

"Back then, your master went down the mountain to kill people for no reason. At that time, everyone in Zhongzhou was speculating that your master was possessed by a demon and was killing people wantonly. However, no one dared to stop him and only reported it to the head of the Supreme Sect. It was not until your master had a fight with the Demon Lord that everyone realized that those he killed were all spies of the Demon Clan who had infiltrated Zhongzhou."

"Since then, there has been an unwritten rule in Zhongzhou: if someone from the Supreme Sect kills someone, then there is no need to intervene if the people from the Supreme Sect do not care."

Lin Du's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Feng Yi tapped her head and said, "Only if you really have a reason for doing this."

There are many things in this world that cannot form a complete chain of evidence. Only when the matter breaks out completely can the rotten lifeblood inside be revealed. Those who intercept those conspirators in time are often misunderstood as making a mountain out of a molehill and worrying about nothing.

The life of a monk is long, but most of them are fighting for their lives against the gods, so there is no need for so much intrigue.

But there are also many people who are desperate and patiently spend time to lay out amazing plans for that little opportunity.

The human heart is unpredictable, and disasters arise from this.

"It is important to cultivate. I will tell the headmaster that after you return this time, you are not allowed to leave the mountain until the Zhongzhou competition in eight years."

Lin Du's eyes widened, "Seventh Senior Sister!"

"After this matter is over, you should rest your brain." Feng Yi touched her white hair, "You are only a teenager and already have white hair. People who don't know would think how harsh our Wushang Sect is to its disciples."

"Okay, now the kid goes to bed immediately, and we will take care of the rest."

Lin Du was escorted to the bed to recuperate. Feng Yi and Ju Yuan went out, and in front of Granny Ma's cold gaze, they released several sound transmission notes, which then summoned an eagle.

There was a golden Feng family totem on the eagle's claw. Granny Ma just took a look and turned her eyes away.

Although Feng Yi gave up his status as the young master of the Feng family long ago, he can still use all the resources of the Feng family.

Ju Yuan was mumbling, "Seventh Junior Sister, if it wasn't me who said that you should pack up my apprentice and my little junior sister and send them back to the sect to be raised, why did you agree to her only return after this incident?"

Feng Yi didn't have the same patience with Lin Du at this moment, and said calmly, "You are useless except for being a hammer. It's still this junior sister who has the better brains."

There are only two kinds of people in this world, one is a fool and the other is a lotus root.

Although Lin Du is young, she is better at dividing and solving problems than Ju Yuan, who is a fool.

"You can't kill all the evil demons," Feng Yi lowered her eyes, "as long as there is desire, there will be evil demons."

"Third Brother, the world is full of changes. Feixing Sect is a large sect. It is not the rule of our Supreme Sect to kill without burying the deceased. We should at least leave some leeway for the younger generation."

Ju Yuan was silent for a moment, "That's not something a 14-year-old child can bear."

"Do you think she doesn't know?" Feng Yi glanced at the fool. "If she were older and stronger, we wouldn't have a chance to take action against her."

Feng Yi stood straight, the night hiding her sharpness.

"Lin Du is the child of Uncle Yan Ye. From his temperament to his methods, he has inherited most of them. He is even more stubborn. It is better to open up than to block. Otherwise, in a hundred years, either Fanqian City will have another demon or Zhendao will have another young genius."

Granny Ma suddenly spoke up, "She already is."

Feng Yi and Ju Yuan raised their eyes at the same time, looking at the six anomalies that had been secluded from the world for many years and that even the Heavenly Dao could do nothing about.

"You have misjudged her. There will never be another demon named Lin Du in Fanqian City, but she is already a young genius in the arena."

The old man stood up and buried the completely destroyed insects in the ground, turning them into food for the spirit vine.

Formation of formations tends to consume more spiritual consciousness, which is more difficult to cultivate than spiritual power, so most formation masters are late bloomers. The formations that Lin Du has laid out are far beyond the spiritual consciousness that can be achieved by people of this age.

Judging from the strength of spiritual power required for the battle last night, it was at least the spiritual power that could be achieved by a monk of at least a hundred years old.

There is something abnormal about Lin Du, would her master not notice it?

But all the abnormalities did not prevent Lin Du from becoming a righteous disciple.