long night walk

Chapter 201 Wan Dao
"I've met the third lady." Chai Ye saluted respectfully, neither Li Beifeng nor An Siqi was seen by his side.

During the salute, his cuffs were dyed red.

It was fresh blood.

Fang Geyu frowned calmly, intending to make side-steps, to play around with him to detect one or two.

But I couldn't help but think of Bai Lian's words last night, she actually got straight to the point.

"It was Si Chen who asked me to come to you. He said that you... are a trustworthy person."

Chai Ye came from Tiange City, and Tiange City belonged to Fang Geyu.

No matter how you look at it, it is extremely normal that he is a trustworthy person.

Chai Ye's eyes showed some surprise and emotion, he lowered his waist even lower, and said softly, "Thank you for your appreciation, Miss."

Fang Geyu sat on the side of the window, folded his hands, and assumed a leisurely posture.

The morning sun was a bit dazzling, she narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Then I need to know the truth of the matter."

There was pain in Chai Ye's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a more determined look, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Ming's actions last night seemed to be embarrassing Si Chen, but in fact he intended to murder Miss."

Fang Geyu tapped the back of his hand with his fingers, and said lightly: "There is no need to say much about this. I have already guessed his intention the moment he acted."

Chai Ye nodded and said: "But the lady doesn't know, if there is an opponent who intends on the lady, why would he just lay out one piece? Ming Yuanji's intention is too obvious and easy to guess, it is more like a bait released."

"Then..." Fang Geyu looked at the blood on his sleeve.

Chai Ye smiled slightly: "So naturally, the real knife is hidden in a deeper dark place, closer to the side."

He suddenly withdrew his smile and said, "It's Junior Brother Li."

Regarding this, Fang Geyu was not surprised, and nodded lightly: "No wonder Si Chen told me last night that it may not be a bad thing to lose a few guest monks, a few..." She laughed lowly: " He has sharp eyes."

Chai Ye's expression was helpless but also cold: "Under Brother Si Chen's suggestion, I had taken him down. After a night of torture, I finally found out that he was originally a member of the Myriad Dao Immortal League."

"Wan Dao Xianmeng?" Fang Geyu sat up straight, but soon relaxed again, and sneered, "So it's no wonder."

Although now the entire immortal world is divided into three parts of the world, divided into Tianxi, Taixuan, and Cangwu.

But there are so many practitioners in the world, and the three sects are of course extremely strong and deeply rooted, but how can they accommodate the huge kingdoms and the world.

As for the three beginners, the conditions are extremely strict.

Whether it is spiritual roots, character, virtue, character, knowledge, all aspects of the conditions must be passed, and the background must be clean and upright.

Those who can be selected into these three sects are very few among the thousands of practitioners.

And those who have no chance to enter the three sects of power can only make worship to other sects.

Everyone in the world knows that although hundreds of fairy sects have their own strengths, and there are many wonderful treasures in Lingshan, how can they compare with the three holy places held by the three thousand-year-old immortals.

In addition to the three sects, although there is no shortage of some people who have achieved success in learning.

But they are far inferior to the talented monks cultivated in holy places such as Tianxi, Taixuan, and Cangwu.

Those who worship into the immortal gate will achieve something in their studies, worship the master's gate day and night, and have freedom and restraint.

Over time, there are more schools of casual cultivators in the world.

Loose cultivators do not stand under the immortal sect, they come and go on their own, and they practice hard.

Until 500 years ago, during the golden age of the Three Sects' heyday, a remarkable figure appeared among the casual cultivators, who single-handedly created the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance.

Wandao, just like all phenomena in the universe, Wandao is prosperous, recruiting all kinds of casual cultivators.

Worshiping under the name of Xianmeng, one can't help but be free, and there is no need to pay for it every year.

The chance treasures obtained by the disciples under his name belong to his own name.

There is no discrimination in the teaching of the Immortal League, and the classics of immortal studies in the collection are selflessly taught to the children under the name, and the materials such as panacea and treasures are also generously distributed.

Loose cultivators condense into a new group of forces, and they are not bound by the sect, and they can be vigorously cultivated by the Immortal Alliance.

Although Wan Dao Xianmeng is in terms of real strength, it is not as strong as any one of the three sects.

But the children under the name are more than ten times the combined number of the three sects.

Not to mention that the leader of the alliance is also a great benevolent character who is generous and generous, regardless of the freedom of disciples under his name, it is all based on self-consciousness.

Therefore, there are also many casual cultivators who consciously worship and sincerely surrender to the Immortal League.

Over time, the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance has grown stronger and stronger, but it has not been rectified. Although its leader is an immortal in the Tribulation Realm, he is not the same as the three thousand-year-old immortals. Blessed by immortality.

But no matter what, the status in the world is definitely not low.

Some people even predicted that this Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance would become the fourth largest sect that would shock through the ages and be famous forever.

And Shifang City also has inextricable business contacts with Wan Dao Xianmeng.

Fang Geyu looked at the cold night with the moon shining on the snow.

The cold temperature seemed to make the last trace of smile in her eyes slowly fade away.

Instead, there was a fierce intent that sent chills down the spine.

She said lightly: "It's no wonder that Lan Youdie's appearance tonight is such a coincidence."

"Miss..." Chai Ye murmured, looking at the girl under the moonlight, his gaze was filled with strange emotions.

After all, he was still the child recognized by the adults.

It has not yet been written, but it already has the spirit of eating cattle.

It's just that in such years, no one has ever noticed it.

"Is the person still alive?" Fang Geyu tapped the wooden railing with his finger.

The slender fingers were filled with moonlight, and the skin on her fingertips was as delicate and white as fine porcelain.

Chai Ye hurriedly said, "He's still alive."

The shadows on the ground were thin and thin, and Fang Geyu's fingers caressed the dark reliefs on the wooden railings like a habit.

Her words were indifferent, but like an iron horse in the autumn wind, she was cold and chilling: "Then let him live well."

Chai Ye was taken aback, not understanding why she didn't cut the weeds and root them out.

Fang Geyu tilted his head and smiled lightly at him, not as frivolous and reckless as in the past, but actually smiled like thin snow on the branches, full of wind and spirit.

But the more this was the case, the more shuddering Chai Ye became.

Beside Fang Geyu's fingertips, there was an extra jade vase at some time, the color was green and transparent, and there was only one big red vermillion dan in it.

Seeing the contents of the jade bottle, Chai Ye's scalp tingled for no reason: "Miss, this is..."

Fang Geyu said: "Sometimes torture is a common practice, but what is being investigated is nothing more than the truth. Today, Miss Ben suffered a scheme, so she didn't put my Shifang City in her eyes, and one person and two people died..." She laughed so hard Qingjue is like a demon: "It's not enough."

Chai Ye suddenly understood, and took the jade bottle on the railing with a complicated expression.

"I didn't know that Miss actually had such a soul-piercing pill in her body. According to the records in the city, the person who refined this pill was refined by Master Yinwu, the master of the Tenth Palace of Guqi in Cangwu Palace a hundred years ago.

This pill can forcibly split half of the soul of a practitioner out of the body without harming his life. Through the half of the soul dissected, he can control all behavioral consciousness of his body.

(End of this chapter)