Chapter 110: The Mallet and the Lotus

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

Someone would really discuss how to kill someone's master in front of his eldest disciple who had been raised for four hundred years.

"So, you don't know how much money your master has?"

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. "My 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 lucrative but extremely troublesome and easy to offend people. But my master has always done a good job. The elders have always been very satisfied with my master. He has always had a good reputation in the sect and is considered a good person."

"Plus, he is also a genius and has a certain reputation in astronomy and fortune-telling. Small families in southern Yunnan have also asked him to observe the stars and tell fortunes."

"He used to be in charge of the outer sect's affairs, but I don't know when he contacted Qi Zhun."

Lin Du had been staring into his eyes, and only reacted when he heard this, "So that's it..."

She said this meaningfully, and turned to glance at Feng Yi, "Seventh Senior Sister, this is probably what happened."

Ju Yuan, who was ignored, couldn't help but clearing his throat.

Feng Yi seemed to be thinking about something. "So you suspect that Yin Zhong is the ghost of a high-level monk who escaped from the Lanju Realm. Later, he was replaced by a spiritual vine body by Ma Po Po. Because his ghost was damaged, he devoured the ghosts of women born in the Yin time 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?"

"The talented men were taken out of the village by him, and the women of the Yin time were used as food for him to repair his ghosts. The remaining men were planted with seeds to absorb vitality, and the women were used as props for breeding. The village set up a formation to gather Yin and spiritual energy for his body to cultivate. The more children he gave birth to, the more rice he would get. So 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 each other's memories, brand them with a distraction mark, and when needed, drive them directly to become puppets to do things? They were the masked and white-robed people you met that day?"

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

"Not only that, why Qi Zhun and Shao Fei were able to enter the Feixing Sect's outer sect, and why they received the mission to the Northland, I'm afraid it's all related to Yin Zhong. Among the white-robed men who attacked us last night were four ghost corpses from the Lanju Realm."

Lin Du said, throwing a handful of storage bags and storage rings on the table, which were all taken from the corpses of those people. "This shows that many evil ghosts from the Lanju Realm have united."

"Everyone wants to live, but we 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 in a large cultivation family. She was originally the young master of the Feng family. After joining the Supreme Sect, she voluntarily resigned from the position of young master. She asked attentively, but the contingency attitude she had developed since childhood was still there.

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 didn'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?"

"Leave this to me." Feng Yi's eyebrows were shining, and she reached out and touched Lin Du's head. "You are so young, don't think too much. We in the Supreme Sect do things even if there is no reason."

"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 the people of the Supreme Sect don't care when someone kills someone, then there's no need to care."

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

Feng Yi tapped her head. "Only if you really have a reason."

There are many things in this world that cannot form a complete chain of evidence. Only when the matter breaks out completely can the lifeblood inside, which has long been rotten, be revealed. And those who cut off those conspiracies in time will often be misunderstood as making a fuss and worrying about nothing. The

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

But there are also many people who are desperate and patiently spend time laying out amazing plots for that little chance.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and disasters arise from this.

"Practice is important. I will tell the headmaster that after you go back 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 will think how harsh our Wushang Sect is on its disciples."

"Okay, now kid, go to bed immediately, and leave the rest to us."

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

The eagle had a golden Feng family totem on its claws. Ma Po just took a look and turned away.

Although Feng Yi gave up the identity of the young master of the Feng family long ago, she can still use all the resources of the Feng family.

Ju Yuan was muttering, "Seventh Junior Sister, I said that you should pack up my apprentice and the little junior sister and send them back to the sect to be raised. Why did you promise her to go back after this incident?"

Feng Yi was not as patient as she was with Lin Du at this time. Her face was light, "You are useless except for being a fool. It's just that this little junior sister is smart."

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 conquering the complicated situation than Ju Yuan, the fool.

"You can never kill all the evil demons," Feng Yi lowered his eyes, "wherever there is desire, there will be evil demons."

"Third brother, the world is ever-changing. Feixing Sect is a large sect. It is not the rule of our Supreme Sect to kill and not bury. We should at least leave some leeway for the younger generation."

Ju Yuan was silent for a moment, "That is not something a fourteen-year-old child can bear."

"Do you think she doesn't know?" Feng Yi glanced at this fool, "If she were older and stronger, we would have no chance of taking action."

Feng Yi stood straight, and the night concealed her sharpness.

"Lin Du is the child taught by 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, a hundred years later, there will be either another demon in Fanqian City or another young genius in the formation."

Granny Ma suddenly said, "She is already one."

Feng Yi and Ju Yuan raised their eyes at the same time, looking at the six-way anomaly who had been in seclusion for many years and even the Heavenly Dao could not do anything about it.

"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 formation."

The old man stood up and buried the completely destroyed insect into the ground, turning it into food for the spirit vine.

The formation is more inclined to consume spiritual consciousness, which is more difficult to cultivate than spiritual power, so most formation masters are late bloomers. The formation that Lin Du has laid is far beyond the spiritual consciousness that people of this age can achieve.

Looking at the spiritual strength required for the formation last night, it is at least the spiritual consciousness that can be achieved by a hundred-year-old cultivator.

Lin Du has an abnormality, will her master not notice it?

But all abnormalities will not hinder Lin Du from becoming a righteous disciple.