Demon Realm, Holy City.
"My Lord, how are you?" Feng Xu asked loudly, worriedly, while standing outside the hall.
When Qi Jiang brought the Lord back, the Lord was very weak. He was so angry that he almost went to Guiyun Sect to kill people.
"My lord said that this matter has nothing to do with the Fire Thunder Whip, so why is that..." Qi Jiang pondered as he stood beside Feng Xu.
"No matter whether it is the Fire Thunder Whip or not, if anything happens to my lord, I will go to Guiyun Sect and destroy his sect." Feng Xu said coldly.
Inside the hall.
Cen Ji leaned on the couch with a pale face.
The spiritual power in his body was out of control, and his spiritual roots were hit by something unknown, causing him to feel excruciating pain.
A drop of sweat ran down Cen Ji's forehead, his brows were furrowed, and his whole body was trembling.
Suddenly, a surge of energy and blood surged, and Cen Ji spat out a mouthful of blood. He closed his eyes and gasped for breath.
Cen Ji raised his hand and cut a bloody wound on his arm, and the blood flowed out and dyed the ground red.
There was something wrong with his spiritual roots. Something in his spiritual roots had penetrated into his limbs and bones, and his body felt like it was being eaten away by hundreds of ants.
There was a trace of black air in the blood on the ground, and black air was also faintly flowing out of the wound on Cen Ji's arm.
He probably already guessed who was responsible.
......
"Aren't these people from Xuanting Immortal Sect crazy? Why did they suddenly invite us to Rongzhou City? I think they have bad intentions." Wu Lin said with his arms crossed over his chest.
There are nine provinces and eight rivers in the world. Rongzhou City, where Xuanting Immortal Sect is located, is far away from Qichuan, where Guiyun Sect is located.
They had never met before, but now they are suddenly invited.
Ning Hai called them together early this morning and said that disciples from Xuanting Immortal Sect had come to invite them to Rongzhou City.
"Don't let others hear this. You should still be polite in front of outsiders." Bai Huanzhi looked at Wu Lin helplessly.
"You don't have to go, but I want to know what they are up to." Ning Hai said in a deep voice.
Xuanting Immortal Sect had sent letters before, and now they invited them to Rongzhou City. It was impossible to say that they had no other intentions.
"Master, you must not let curiosity kill your disciple." Wu Lin frowned.
"What are you talking about?" Ning Hai rolled his eyes at Wu Lin.
"I think we should go. Xuan Ting Immortal Sect has invited us, and it would be unreasonable for us not to go. Besides, they probably don't dare to do anything out of line." Bai Huanzhi said lightly.
"Brother, what is Xuanting Immortal Sect most famous for?" Wu Lin asked Bai Huanzhi. "Is it his cultivation?"
"No! Xuan Ting Xianmen is most famous for being crazy."
"Are you afraid of them?" Bai Huanzhi looked at Wu Lin and asked.
"I... of course I'm not afraid." Wu Lin said with a roll of his eyes.
He was not afraid of Xuanting Immortal Sect, but he had acquaintances there, and his eldest sister was in Xuanting Immortal Sect.
If they meet after going there, she will tell all his embarrassing stories and that will be the end of him.
"Then go ahead." Bai Huanzhi said with a smile. "Third Junior Brother, what do you think?"
"Go." He Qing nodded and said softly.
“Third Junior Brother, you…” Wu Lin turned around and looked at Wu Lin helplessly.
"Junior sister doesn't want to go. It's too dangerous..." Wu Lin said, holding Yan Ying.
"I want to go." Yan Ying looked at Wu Lin and said.
Second Senior Brother is not a timid person. How could he be afraid of Xuan Ting Immortal Sect? Who knows what little tricks he might have in mind.
"Three to one, let's go." Ning Hai said to Wu Lin with a smile.
Wu Lin had no choice but to follow them. He hoped that he would not run into his elder sister, otherwise he would run away.
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Rongzhou City, Xuanting Immortal Gate.
"Master Ning, how are you?" Liao Yunting said to Ning Hai with a smile.
"Master Liao, it's been a long time since we last met. I hope you're all well." Ning Hai bowed and said politely to Liao Yunting. "Master Liao, you invited us to your place. What advice do you have for us?"
"This matter... needs to be discussed in detail." Liao Yunting glanced at the people behind Ning Hai and said softly.
"You go out first." Ning Hai turned around and instructed a few people.
The palace door was closed and Yan Ying and others were standing outside.
Wu Lin uncomfortably covered his face with the black gold fan.
Yan Ying looked at the disciples of Xuan Ting Xianmen outside the hall in confusion, and then looked at Wu Lin.
A disciple walked towards them.
"Please follow me to the side hall to rest." A disciple in a dark blue robe looked at them and said.
"Okay, thank you." Bai Huanzhi nodded politely.
When they arrived at the side hall, the disciples of Xuan Ting Immortal Sect said goodbye and left.
Wu Lin placed the black gold fan on his nose and looked around vigilantly. He was relieved when he saw that there was no one else in the hall.
"Second brother, what are you blocking?" Yan Ying asked Wu Lin.
"No...I'm not blocking anything." Wu Lin cleared his throat.
Before Yan Ying could say anything else, someone came into the hall.
The person who came was wearing the disciple uniform of Xuanting Immortal Sect. She was a gentle-looking woman.
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