Chapter 120 There is no turning back (two-in-one extra chapter)

Lin Du stood up expressionlessly, under the gaze of Mo Lin and Ju Yuan's angry and confused eyes, he bowed to the leader of Feixing Sect, "Tao Xian is dead, I promised to take care of his funeral, what do you think, Master?"

The leader of Feixing Sect had already thought about taking care of Yin Zhong's funeral, and nodded without saying a word.

"It's a pity that Yin Zhong's ghost has dispersed, and his accomplices and the person who set the curse can't be found."

Feng Yi spoke before Ju Yuan, "Yes, it's true, it's just the last step, it's a pity that it has become an unsolved case."

She pressed Lin Du's shoulders, "It's okay, there will always be opportunities in the future, and there is no fear of not being able to find those evil ghosts from the outside world."

Lin Du suddenly became sick again, coughed a few times, and pulled Feng Yi's sleeves, "Senior sister, I'm hungry."

Feng Yi patted her head lovingly, "I forgot, it's already afternoon, senior sister will take you to eat delicious food later."

The head of Feixing Sect suddenly came to his senses, "It's a rare opportunity for you from the Supreme Sect to come, and I haven't fulfilled my hospitality yet, but I let you see a joke of my sect, I'm really sorry."

"That... this is Elder Jin Chen, he will entertain you, and also let you taste the special spiritual food of our Feixing Sect."

He smiled and looked at Lin Du, and found that the child took out a spiritual beast bag and was struggling to put Tao Xian's body in it. He couldn't help but jump.

Why do people from the Supreme Sect use magic tools indiscriminately? Is this how to use the spiritual beast bag?

Lin Du put the body away and turned to look at Shao Fei who had just woken up on the ground.

Feng Yi understood, "This time we are also here to escort the evil disciples of your sect. I wonder what the sect leader is going to do?"

"This Yin Zhong was originally in charge of the outer sect. I guess those two evil disciples were deliberately let in by him," the sect leader of Feixing Sect said, shaking his head and sighing, "I'm really ashamed. I actually trusted this man wrongly."

"What are you talking about, sect leader? It's just that Yin Zhong is good at pretending to be compassionate, and he has the support of those civilian disciples. Who knew that under this human skin there is actually an evil ghost who even schemed against his own disciples. It turns out that evil ghosts have no heart..."

The elders began to chatter and talk about the aftermath of the incident, and listed Yin Zhong's past mistakes.

Inside the messy Golden Palace, several people from the Supreme Sect huddled together. The elders surrounded the head of the sect and confronted the Supreme Sect. Only one person stood alone, with a particularly helpless look on his upright face.

Outside the Golden Palace, fifteen crude tablets were still standing. The mountains in southern Yunnan were full of mist. Compared with the colorful Golden Palace, the crude wooden tablets blended into the mist. It was clearly a cluster of tablets, but the shadows showed a sense of loneliness.

Lin Du spoke at this time, "So what should we do with Shao Fei?"

"Now that her foundation is damaged and her life is about to end, she should give up her cultivation and go down the mountain to do chores." The head of the Feixing Sect paused, "I wonder what Master Feng Yi thinks?"

Feng Yi nodded, "We have already punished those who should be punished, and the disciples of the Feixing Sect will naturally be decided by the Feixing Sect."

Lin Du nodded, "In that case, we will remove the forbidden soul buckle."

The cost of a forbidden soul buckle is not cheap. Yan Ye personally designed several shackles, and the consumables are also extremely precious. After recycling them, Junding Mansion can last for another thousand years.

She went over and calmly raised her hand to remove the forbidden soul buckle with her spiritual power.

Mo Lin scratched his head, thinking, "Apart from those who worked in Junding Mansion, who else knows how to unlock the Soul Forbidden Buckle? And why is this hand gesture different from what I learned?" "The

Soul Forbidden Buckle was designed by her master." Feng Yi crossed her arms, "You learned it when you worked in Junding Mansion."

Lin Du taught it firsthand, without the middleman's price difference, so it is probably the most original solution.

Mo Lin gestured, his fingers almost cramped, turned his head and whispered, "I think I know why this hand gesture has been improved."

Lin Du unlocked the two Soul Forbidden Buckles and threw them to Ju Yuan.

Ju Yuan looked at her innocently, "Why give it to me?"

"Weren't you punished to go to Junding Mansion to settle accounts?" Lin Du looked at him innocently, "Is it settled?"

Ju Yuan took the forbidden soul buckle with tears in his eyes, "No, I still have to settle the purchase of spring seeds." As soon as

Shao Fei was untied from the forbidden soul buckle, the head of the Feixing Sect flew up and poured a force into Shao Fei's head calmly. The meridians that had been unblocked after many days and much pain were easily destroyed again by that light force, burning all the way to the dantian.

The meridians were destroyed, and there was no turning back.

The elder of the Punishment Hall looked down at Shao Fei and said, "Come with me."

Shao Fei felt severe pain all over his body, but he could not say a word. He stood up numbly and followed the elder's steps.

A group of people followed the elders out of the Golden Hall. Before the dozen tablets were about to be stepped over, a spiritual power rolled up all the tablets.

It was Mo Lin.

His spiritual bones had not healed, but his spiritual power could be used.

Mo Lin collected the tablets without changing his expression and carefully placed them in a storage bag.

The mountain wind gently blew up the bottom of everyone's robes, and flocks of spiritual birds crossed the sky, crying miserably. Everyone looked over and saw that they were a group of soul changelings.

It is said that it is the incarnation of the soul after the destruction of the country, and it will cry when a disaster is approaching.

Lin Du suddenly turned around and glanced at Lin Yuan who was standing there blankly.

The young man stood there alone, and seemed to have fallen into a state of madness due to the great impact.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the people leave, the tea gets cold. The magnificent golden palace is in ruins and will welcome a new owner in the near future.

The people of the Supreme Sect were taken to the small pavilion on the second floor of the dining hall by the elders of the Feixing Sect. Although two people no longer need food to sustain their lives, three teenagers are still crying for food.

"There is no need to serve so many dishes for just three people, and they are all such precious spiritual food. It's so embarrassing." Feng Yi smiled and politely said to the elder.

"Of course not. We are so lucky to be the host, and we are entertaining distinguished guests from the Supreme Sect. The people in the kitchen wish we could have a few more hands so that you can have a taste of the food."

"The food is simple, I hope you won't mind it."

The elders were all being polite, but the three young ones who were actually eating had already started.

Elder Jin Chen turned around and found that half of the 18 dishes on the table were empty. His pupils twitched, and he subconsciously looked at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin happened to look up, and he hesitated for a moment, "Excuse me...can I have more rice?"

Elder Jinchen struggled to find his voice again, "Yes, yes, I'll ask the kitchen to bring a bowl of rice."

Mo Lin glanced at Xia Tianwu and Lin Du, "How about... three bowls?"

Feng Yi closed his eyes and gave a stiff polite smile, "The child is still young and growing. He just recovered from a serious illness, so he eats more. I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"No, no, it's a good thing, it's a good thing." Elder Jinchen didn't know what to say anymore, turned around and stood up in a panic to ask for more rice.

Ju Yuan whispered, "You guys should also be more restrained, we are guests at someone else's house."

Feng Yi directly exposed him, "When you went to participate in the Zhongzhou competition before, you asked Guiyuan Sect to evenly distribute a bucket of rice to you. Why didn't you know how to be restrained at that time?"

Ju Yuan shrank his head and said nothing.

Lin Du didn't have a good appetite today. After eating three small bowls of rice, he put down his chopsticks and glanced at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi lowered her eyes and smiled, "You have already set up the formation, why are you in such a hurry? Eat more."

Lin Du sighed and added another bowl of rice, "What if?"

Even though she had counted Tao Xian, she was still afraid.

Afraid of miscalculating again.

In the evening, Shao Fei was washing her clothes numbly under the scolding of a group of servants. Seeing that she was new and punished, and had no cultivation, they openly assigned all the work to her.

"Let's go, it's time for dinner. That evil cultivator is not allowed to eat until he finishes his work. Everyone else, go to the dining hall to eat."

A group of people left in a hurry, leaving Shao Fei alone.

The robe of a disciple decorated with seven stars fell in front of Shao Fei. She slowly raised her head and met a face she had only met once.

"Come with me." The man spoke, his voice clear and gentle.

Shao Fei was stunned for a moment, and heard the man continue, "I will take you out of the sect."

The West Street of Yunxiao City was empty. At dusk, many shops had closed their stalls. Two new customers came into the blacksmith shop at the end of the alley, and the wooden door was quickly raised. It was about to close the shop.

Shao Fei felt a little uneasy, "Why... did you bring me here?"

"What?" The man smiled lightly, "I came to you to get something."

A piece of waste should be used up to its final value.

Shao Fei was quick to sense the murderous intent in the man's eyes, and subconsciously wanted to run away. He grabbed an iron hammer placed beside the table, but was easily removed.

The young man broke the man's hand easily, and another person in the blacksmith shop watched the scene silently.

"He's dead? You're not suspected?"

"He was blinded by power, but I wasn't." The young man knocked Shao Fei unconscious with a palm, "That kid's fate is still a little shallow. Shao Fei, who took advantage of the situation, can't even get into the Supreme Sect, let alone the spiritual bones."

He squatted down, and one hand reached into Shao Fei's dantian without hindrance, but soon his face changed.

The cold power wrapped around the young man's arm like a poisonous snake.

The wooden door that had just been sealed was kicked open roughly, and a smiling voice sounded behind the young man, "Little Taoist Priest Lin Yuan, what are you doing?"

Lin Yuan turned around in surprise and saw three people standing neatly outside the wooden door.

They were the three disciples of the Supreme Sect who were supposed to be taken by the sect elders to tour the Feixing Sect.

The young man among them was holding a string of sugar paintings in his hand. He bit off the head of a phoenix or a pheasant, and smiled at Lin Yuan, "Can you still withstand the Gu Sect's curse?"