certainly.
Jiang Jinghuai is still the light of righteousness in his early days, and he will certainly not interfere in the feuds of other sects.
Song Jue's face darkened as he looked at Su Daiyuan who was still staying with Wanjian Sect.
Does Junior Sister Su think that he, the sect's chief senior brother, is not powerful enough? Why does she treat him differently from before?
Just as he was about to bring the person back to their team, a talisman floated down.
When Ji Jinshu escaped, he did not forget to scatter a handful of talismans.
Like flowers scattered by fairies from heaven, several talismans fell down.
If there is a grudge, it will be avenged immediately.
When passing by Pei Jiang, he even added some more ingredients to his meal.
The moment the talisman was stuck on Song Jue, his limbs became a little out of control, his movements began to become weird, and he did a crab dance on the spot.
For a moment, demons were dancing wildly.
Lu Lin: This strange feeling comes again.
Song Jue's face suddenly changed. As the chief elder brother of the sect, when had he ever behaved in such an ugly manner in front of so many people?
At this moment, he just wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
But he was out of control.
Others don't feel this way.
The direct disciples of Wanjian Sect were all stunned.
What kind of underworld talisman is this?
Not very offensive, but extremely insulting.
Gu Chuyang: "What kind of demon god is coming?"
His gaze involuntarily shifted to Ji Jinshu, who was scattering a handful of talismans.
I couldn't help but shiver.
So scary.
He couldn't help but look at Tang Feiwan, who looked like a loli.
If he remembered correctly, this was Fellow Daoist Ji's fifth senior sister Fu Xiu.
You can't judge a book by its cover. She looks quite cute, so why is she studying these weird talismans?
It would take up a lot of mental energy for a talisman practitioner to draw a few talismans. She really doted on her junior sister and even drew so many talismans for Fellow Daoist Ji.
As a junior fellow disciple of the Wanjian Sect, he did not receive such treatment.
A gust of wind blew by.
A talisman changed direction and floated towards them, and the direct disciple of the Wanjian Sect hurriedly dodged.
When Su Daiyuan saw Song Jue like this, she hurried forward to rescue him.
But who would have thought that Ji Jinshu scattered so many talismans that one of them landed accurately on Su Daiyuan's head and he began to laugh wildly.
While running, Ji Jinshu took out the photo stone and recorded the scene.
"Brothers and sisters, let's go quickly."
Jiang Jinghuai stood where he was, looking at the direction where the Yunshang Sect members were fleeing, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
The Yunshang Sect seems to be a little different from before.
The noise they made was so loud that many monks passing by stopped to watch and discuss.
In order to avoid others misunderstanding that these were done by their Wanjian Sect, he immediately ordered them to leave.
"Big Brother, what should we do with them? The Yunshang Sect has gone too far. Junior Sister Su is like this, we have to help her."
Wu Mo looked at Su Daiyuan's condition with concern and was about to go to help, but the senior brother ordered him to leave.
"What does she have to do with us?"
"This talisman will lose its effect after a while, and it's not dangerous."
"Rescuing them before was just a piece of cake. Anyway, we have already helped them find the sect. We should leave quickly and look for the spiritual treasure."
After Jiang Jinghuai finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"But……"
Wu Mo was unwilling to give up and still wanted to help Su Daiyuan, but he was interrupted by Gu Chuyang before he could finish his words.
"Fifth Brother, don't worry about it, just leave. They have little to do with us, or even nothing at all. Why do you care so much?"
"We have other things to do. Didn't you see that the eldest brother's face is not right?"
Jiang Jinghuai frowned slightly, and his expression was indeed a little strange.
Something feels strange.
When he met the young disciple of Xuanming Immortal Venerable before, he always felt that something was driving him.
After rescuing Fellow Daoist Su, he did not leave. Instead, he developed some affection for her and chose to go with her to help her find the sect's main force.
But her three senior brothers were clearly right beside her.
It's strange.
Just now, this feeling seemed to disappear and everything returned to normal.
He looked at Wu Mo with a slightly gloomy look.
"No buts, leave now."
Not knowing why Fifth Junior Brother wanted to help the other party so much, he turned around and left.
Several others followed behind.
Wu Mo looked at his fellow disciple leaving, then turned to look at Su Daiyuan, who was laughing a little crazily, and seemed to be about to stop.
He gritted his teeth and made a choice, chasing in the direction where the eldest brother left.
Su Daiyuan watched Jiang Jinghuai leave with the Wanjian Sect without looking back, and her fists clenched tightly, feeling a little unwilling and lost.
Damn it, she finally had the chance to get close to Jiang Jinghuai, but she didn't expect them to leave.
Many monks passed by and pointed and talked.
She was really ashamed and felt socially awkward, so she quickly hid behind Lin Hanyu.
"What are those monks doing? Why are their postures so strange?"
"I don't know."
"However, the clothes these monks are wearing look a little familiar."
Before he could see clearly, another cultivator beside him exclaimed: "Isn't that someone from the Yuehua Sect of the Xingyue Sect?"
"What are they doing? Are they doing some kind of performance art?"
Song Jue and Xie Zhao, who had high cultivation levels, naturally heard the conversation between the surrounding cultivators.
They were feeling so embarrassed at this moment. As the discussions grew louder, Song Jue and Xie Zhao had only one thought in their minds: they wanted to escape.
He didn't care about their posture at the moment and crawled away with them.
In the next few days, Ji Jinshu deliberately changed into clothes similar to those of the Xingyue Sect. He took Xia Qian and others to search everywhere during the day and practiced hard at night.
If you encounter a robber, run away if you can't fight him.
Occasionally, when they acted like a jerk and pissed off the other party, they would announce the names of the Xingyue Sect and the Yuehua Sect.
As a result, these two sects had a hard time in the secret realm. They were either being hunted for revenge or on the way to be hunted for revenge, and they didn't get anything useful.
Ji Jinshu and his companions gained a lot.
However, as the secret realm was about to close, no secret treasure was found.
She even suspected that the information Gu Chuyang and the others had received was false, and felt like she had been fooled by someone.
After rushing for a long time, Ji Jinshu and his companions finally found the exit of the secret realm.
Just as they were about to leave, Shang Lu suddenly spoke up: "Hey, aren't those people from the Wanjian Sect, Xingyue Sect, and Yuehua Sect over there?"
Ji Jinshu and the others looked in the direction Shang Lu pointed.
I saw several monks who seemed to be trapped and unable to get out, including Jiang Jinghuai.
Jiang Jinghuai stood in the trapped area, his eyes focused, obviously thinking about how to break the restraint.
The faces of the monks were filled with anxiety and helplessness, and they looked at Su Daiyuan with blame.
Song Jue became even more irritated, his face gloomy.
As a major formation cultivator, they were actually trapped in the formation and couldn't get out of it, which was really a loss of face for them.
Like everyone else, Yuehua Zong looked at Su Daiyuan with resentment in his eyes.
Su Daiyuan felt everyone's gaze and immediately hid behind Jiang Jinghuai.
Jiang Jinghuai frowned slightly, thinking about how to break the formation and get out before the secret realm closed, ignoring the other party's actions.
When Song Jue saw Su Daiyuan's actions, his face turned uneasy.
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