Peach dyed Rong Yi gl

Chapter 28

Master Rufeng frowned, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again: "I have a registration book for this trip to Jianfeilin, which records the names of all participating disciples of each sect."

"Jianfeilin has always been under the jurisdiction of our sect; if you don't mind, as the monk leading the Jianlin sect this time, I would like to lead everyone to act together to find all the disciples who have fallen behind."

Speaking of this, Master Rufeng turned his head and said to Bai Jinxi, "I wonder what Fairy Bai's plan is?"

Of course Bai Jinxi understands the implication of this - even if Master Rufeng didn't mention it, she originally planned to follow her.

"In the face of a crisis, you cannot be alone."

Seeing this, Master Qingyu stepped forward immediately: "All the disciples of Yuxianzong will advance and retreat with Master Rufeng."

All sects present at the scene then expressed that they would follow along.

After a half-cup of tea-time silence ceremony, Reverend Tianli took out a new spirit pouch and asked Yue Weichi to put Reverend Huandan's body in it.

Master Rufeng waved his sleeves, and suddenly two long tables with paper, ink, pens and inkstones were displayed in everyone's eyes; before everyone was confused, she took out two ordinary scrolls.

The scroll in her left hand was placed on the table, and she opened the scroll in her right hand—everyone stepped forward and saw that the portrait above was an unfinished map.

"Drawing a map of the secret realm is my personal hobby." Master Rufeng explained in a warm voice: "I have been to Jianfei Forest three times now, and I will record the places I have visited every time, and I want to complete this map as soon as possible."

"It is imminent to find the missing disciple. I hope you can help me complete the map as soon as possible, so that we can set off to find people earlier."

After saying that, she picked up another scroll and said, "This is the list of sect disciples participating in the secret realm this time."

She looked at Master Qingyu beside her, and said in a gentle voice: "Although I haven't known each other for a long time, I have already seen that Master Qingyu is the most careful. Can I trouble Master Qingyu to check the list of disciples who have fallen behind?"

"The real person is too famous." The real person Qingyu took the scroll, smiled lightly and nodded, "No trouble."

Next, the monks began to wander around busy on both sides - those who could help complete the map were on the side of Master Rufeng, and those who knew some news about the lagging disciples were on the side of Master Qingyu.

If both sides can help, they will run back and forth; if they can't help, they will stay quietly aside, holding the school waist card and trying to contact other disciples who are not present.

Bai Jinxi and Tao Yaoyao stood not too close to each other under a tree, temporarily avoiding the sunlight.

"Bai Bai," Tao Yaoyao looked at the busy monks and said softly, "Will it go well?"

"I don't know." Bai Jinxi replied, and followed her gaze towards the crowd.

Most of the nearly one hundred monks are busy and anxious, but there are also some who are very different.

The grief of the master's death still didn't seem to bring Yue Weichi back to his senses - she was standing not far away, holding the knot of the spiritual pouch, with downcast eyes and a gloomy expression.

Chen Feng stood beside her, constantly comforting her with soft words.

【in vain. 】Tao Yaoyao said via voice transmission: 【Do you think Miss Yue Weichi is strange? 】

【oh? 】Bai Jinxi raised her eyebrows, as if a little surprised: 【How to say? 】

[Hmm...] Tao Yaoyao tilted her head and blinked: [Probably a woman's sixth sense? 】

Bai Jinxi laughed, her eyes slightly curved: 【Where did you learn this from a picture book? 】

[Oh, it's just a feeling.Uh-huh? 】

Bai Jinxi shook his head, and said: [At this time, everyone is alike, but no one is sure. 】

"Hey..." Tao Yaoyao sighed lightly, and then saw the young man in green robe standing alone not far away.

She followed the boy's motionless gaze, and saw Li Yuanwu and Su Xiu who were busy beside Daoist Qingyu.

【This Guanshan is also really strange...】

【sit down. 】Bai Jinxi took out the streamer couch, sat cross-legged on it, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath: 【Indeed. 】

About one stick of incense passed, another group of monks in white clothes came with their swords; after they greeted Master Rufeng, they joined the team and participated in the map and registration matters together.

Although the color represents the sect, it does not mean that the sect is exclusive.For example, the black and white of Taiji School, the ink color of Zhengyuan School, and the light gray of Sanqing School. These three are all based on the eight trigrams, so they are very similar in color.

In order to distinguish: Zhengyuanzong, as a sect with a history of 500 years, naturally maintains the original ink landscape; Taiji uses black and white to match the gossip; Sanqing School uses uniform light gray with whisks.

The same is true for the Tianshan sect, which uses white with Yuxianzong—it uses pure white with snow lotus, which is completely different from Yuxianzong, which uses white, blue, and gold with auspicious clouds.

This group of white-clothed monks are disciples of the Tianshan School, and they came here after being contacted by a fellow disciple of the Taiji School.

A day later, Master Rufeng's map was drawn, and Master Qingyu's detailed list was also recorded.

Rufeng real person integrated the two contents, and finally obtained a tracing map marking the last place where the laggard disciples appeared.

At this moment there are 110 and three of them, Yuxian Sect and Qingyan Sect sent two each, Taiji Sect and Kunlun Sect sent five people, Jianlin Sect and Tianshan Sect sent ten people.

Among them, two each from Yuxian Sect and Qingyan Sect, three from Jianlin Sect, four each from Tianshan Sect and Taiji Sect, and five from Kunlun Sect are missing.

"The other sects that were not present," Rufeng said, "Zhengyuanzong, Xiaoyaomen, and Zangfengmen are three behind each."

"The last Sanqing faction and the Chongyang faction..." Master Rufeng frowned solemnly, and said, "There are 25 people in each register, and only five people have been contacted so far."

Being able to contact other sects is also because most of the scattered teams of different sects chose to go together after encountering each other.

After counting the number of people, they set out as a whole team according to the map.

According to the map and the list, the place closest to them was the place where a disciple of the Tianshan School disappeared.

"Xiaotong sent me a voice transmission within a cup of tea after we received the assembly message and set off," said Guan Li, a female monk of the Tianshan School.

In order to find it more accurately, Master Rufeng asked every monk who received the last location message of the lagging monks to stand in front of the team to explain and lead the team.

"Okay." Master Rufeng nodded, and said to Bai Jinxi who was beside him: "Fairy Bai, let's find the vicinity first, if we can't find it, we will divide the search into three teams of disciples."

Bai Jinxi nodded in response.

After a stick of incense, everyone walked up a mountain road, searched everywhere to no avail, Master Rufeng wanted to follow the plan to divide into groups, but Tao Yaoyao suddenly tugged on Bai Jinxi's sleeve and asked in confusion: "Bai Bai, what is that?"

Everyone followed the prestige, Bai Jinxi's eyes sank, and he sighed softly in his heart. Before he could speak, Guan Li said in a trembling voice, "That's the badge of our Tianshan sect..."

The white waist card shattered into five pieces and fell into the grass. If Tao Yaoyao hadn't heard the spiritual voice of the green grass, maybe everyone would have missed it like this.

Guan Li stepped forward to pick up the five pieces, and put them together tremblingly in the palm of his hand; in this way, Tao Yaoyao saw a waist tablet with the word "Tian" carved with lotus patterns.

The waist card is dead at this moment, compared to the snow-like light shining on Guan Li's waist, it is just a few stones that no one will notice.

[If the waist card leaves the owner for seven days, it will crack and become useless. 】Bai Jinxi and Tao Yaoyao explained via sound transmission: 【But if the master dies during this period, the waist card will be broken into several pieces, just like now. 】

Hearing this, Tao Yaoyao showed some uncomfortable expression; she looked down at the green grass, then at the house number in Guan Li's hand, suddenly frowned and said: "Miss Guan, can I check these house numbers? "

"Okay... that's fine." Guan Li wiped away his tears and held out his hand.

Pink spiritual energy gushed out from Tao Yaoyao's hands, wrapping those pieces; a moment later, several thick pure black energy was forced out.

"Demon... Devil energy?!"

"Isn't this magic energy?"

In an instant, the monks panicked and discussed: "How could the demon cultivator sneak into the secret realm under the eyes of the monks!"

"What's wrong with the magic way?!"

The monks at the end of the line delayed for a moment to get the complete information ahead; listening to the discussions of the surrounding disciples, the real Tianyi suddenly froze, as if remembering something.

After half a cup of tea, everyone still failed to find the body of the female disciple of the Tianshan School.

Guan Li looked at the cliff not far away, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope in her heart; holding the saber around her waist, she finally looked at Master Rufeng firmly and said, "Really, I want to go down the cliff to find it."

"The cliff is a place where dangers often occur. If you are not careful, you will be unable to recover." Master Rufeng sighed: "Are you really going?"

"I know." Guan Li nodded, still firmly said: "I'll just go down by myself, my friend, I'm responsible for finding it."

Tao Yaoyao gently tugged on the sleeve of the person beside her, Bai Jinxi sighed softly, as if she had expected it: 【Want to help her? 】

【Um. 】Tao Yaoyao said: 【I can go down and help her listen to the voice of the spirit】

Seeing her firm gaze, Bai Jinxi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly, "Okay."

"Really." Bai Jinxi said, "Yaoyao and I accompanied Fairy Guan down to search."

"It's a waste of time, you go to the next location first, and we will catch up as soon as we find it."

Master Rufeng pondered for a moment, and said: "Okay. But the danger of the cliff is unknown, so don't delay for too long."

After communicating with Su Xiu at the end of the team, Bai Jinxi led Tao Yaoyao and Xiao Baihu, and accompanied Guan Li down the cliff.

The clouds and mists shrouded under the cliff, Bai Jinxi took out four spells: "Penetration Talisman."

The three of them put the charm on their foreheads, and after a while, the spell became invisible, and their vision became clearer.

"How? Can you hear something?" Bai Jinxi stepped on the gilt, while Tao Yaoyao and the little white tiger were followed by Wan Feng to fly beside her.

Tao Yaoyao has serious eyes, trying to distinguish the message of the voice of the spirit.

As they went further down, the clouds and mist gradually dissipated, and they reached the bottom in less than half a cup of tea.

Tao Yaoyao began to try to communicate with Shandi Lingzhi, and after a while, she finally got a valid message, and said happily: "In front!"

Guan Li immediately followed her and ran forward; after a distance of twenty steps, they saw the corpses of two female cultivators—the one on the left was dressed as a disciple of the Tianshan School, and the other was dressed as a disciple of the Kunlun School.

"Xiaotong!" Guan Li screamed and ran towards her immediately. When she found that her friend was indeed out of breath, she couldn't help crying.

Tao Yaoyao went forward to inspect the two corpses, both of which had damaged dantians, ruptured meridians, and strong demon energy in their bodies.

And the result of searching the soul cauldron was the same, failing to find the whereabouts of the soul.

Taking back the soul-searching cauldron, Bai Jinxi took out two brand-new spirit pouches; Tao Yaoyao took them, and together with Guan Li, put the corpses of the two fallen nuns into them.

Seeing the shattered belt badges of the female cultivators of the Kunlun School, Tao Yaoyao picked them up and put them together in the storage bag.

Bai Jinxi at the side communicated with Su Xiu, and after a while, he got the position of the large army at the moment.