Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

The spiritual boat was already full of people. Fortunately, after passing here, there were no monks coming up.

The crowd was bustling, and Lu Qingye leaned against the window and watched.

Compared with those monks who can only sit on the board of the ship, the disciples of the Shangyao Sect are actually very comfortable.

Through the transparent glass window, she could clearly see the Nine Confucian Masters and a group of Shangyao Sect disciples arranging the new monks who entered the spirit ship.

The law enforcement disciples strictly examined the identities of those people.

Lu Qingye's eyes suddenly focused on the two Qianhai Sect disciples.

The two of them were wearing Qianhaizong disciple uniforms and looked very ordinary.

It's very inconspicuous to follow in the team.

When the law enforcement disciple scanned the two identity disciple cards with his spiritual power, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

He looked around at the ID badge.

The two were confused, and one of them couldn't help but ask.

"Fellow Taoist, is there something wrong with my identity card?"

The surrounding law enforcement disciples became vigilant, and even Jiuru stepped forward to check for himself.

"what happened?"

Seeing Jiuru coming over, the disciple quickly saluted.

"Master."

And handed the identity card to Jiuru's hand.

"Uncle... Although the identity card is on, this disciple feels that the aura is a bit strange."

The disciples who can enter the Law Enforcement Hall are strictly selected at all levels of the sect. Some disciples themselves have abilities that are different from ordinary people.

This disciple is one of them.

Originally, the identity cards of the two of them were reviewed by a senior brother on the side, but the senior brother did not notice any problem.After all, the identity cards were on and there was no backlash, proving that these two people were themselves.

But after taking a casual glance, he felt something was wrong.

There are countless monks on the spirit ship during their trip. As the disciples responsible for inspections, they must be responsible for everyone's safety and do their best to screen for dangers.

One of them seemed surprised.

"This... this fellow Taoist, there is something wrong with my identity card. Don't scare me! This fellow Taoist just looked at it and said it's okay. I have been following my fellow disciples since I left the sect. Is this okay? Maybe fellow Taoist is too sensitive, please take a closer look, don't make people panic..."

There were indeed many monks around who became restless and agitated because of the words of the Shangyao Sect disciple.

Although the disciple who was originally reviewing was questioned, he was not angry.

On the contrary, he fully supported the approach of his senior brother who questioned him.

At this time, there is nothing wrong with being more cautious.

Every doubt needs to be taken seriously.

Jiuruo's spiritual power and consciousness also penetrated the identity token.

The disciple who spoke seemed nervous, but in fact he was calm and composed, as if he had expected that Jiuruo would not detect any results.

Sure enough, after careful inspection, Jiuru found nothing wrong.

But the disciple was a little insistent. He believed in his sense of smell and intuition.

At this time, several disciples appeared in Qianhai Sect and seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied.

"What do you mean by going to the Yaozong? You can't find the problem, and you are still suppressing people like this. Don't be targeting our Qianhaizong!"

"The war in the southwest is tense now, and it's a time when we are short of people. Don't make any jokes at this time and affect everyone's unity."

"Elder Yuan Ying can't find any problems, so why are the disciples of Jindan still holding on to him? That elder Jiuruo is too arrogant..."

There were even disciples around who questioned Jiuru.