Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 58 Daoguo Past

Of course, Meng Fan didn't dare to say it. If he said something like revenge afterwards, his reputation in the Fuyao Sect would plummet.

But he really was unwilling to give up the Fuyao Dao Fruit, which he thought was in his pocket, to someone else. He could not do it no matter what.

Meng Fan glared at Yun Yi, his eyes full of resentment. As a proud son of heaven, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
At this moment, he really wanted to use his trump card, forcibly recover some of his cultivation in the Soul Locking Formation, and then kill Yun Yi on the spot!

Seeing that the senior brother of the Fuyao Sect was reluctant to leave, Yun Yi said something meaningful: "Since you are Senior Brother Sang Jing, it is better for us not to make things too awkward."

After saying that, he winked.

Mulberry Sutra?!
Why did he mention this name? !
Meng Fan was struck by lightning. He naturally knew very well why Sang Jing died. He also knew that Sang Jing's magic pen was sent back by Yun Yi, but he never doubted what role Yun Yi played in this matter.

Only Piaomiaozi knew this secret, which was that Meng Fan had discussed with the stinky beggar of the Demon Sect about the siege and killing of Song Xinci, but his junior brother Sang Jing happened to hear it, so he killed him and gave Sang Jing's magic pen and the method of using it to the stinky beggar.

Could it be that Yun Yi had deceived everyone, and the Divine Messenger Pen wasn't given to him by some mysterious swordsman at all, but rather that he had foiled the stinky beggar's plan to kill people and steal the treasure?!

He even has a connection with Song Xinci and was personally involved in the events of the nameless town?!
Meng Fan was in great confusion and immediately gave up the idea of ​​killing Yun Yi. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

Yun Yi reminded him, "Brother, why don't you leave first? We can talk about this another day."

"Yun Yi... just wait for me." Meng Fan gritted his teeth, finally accepting the fact of defeat. He struggled to his feet, sheathed the Golden Crow Sword, and then reluctantly crushed the jade talisman.

Outside the forbidden area in the back mountain, Piaomiaozi had been waiting at the portal for a long time.

Meng Fan whispered in his master's ear, "Yun Yi knows about the Sang Jing."

Piaomiaozi's face turned pale, and he thought that since the fruit of Fuyao Dao had fallen into his family, there was no need for him to continue acting.

He signaled Meng Fan to be quiet, and then brought his beloved disciple back to Daocheng.

Daocheng consoled him, "Don't waver in your resolve. This is just a competition. Win or lose, it can be seen as a test that will help you reach the top."

Meng Fan bowed and said, "Disciple understands."

At this moment, cheers broke out in the crowd, and people kept shouting "Good job, Yun Yi" to the mirror. It can be seen that after this battle, Yun Yi finally changed the stereotype of being "despicable and shameless".

Elder Qingwei was already surrounded by the other elders. Taoist Xuancheng couldn't help but punch his old friend a few times, cursing, "You got away with it!"

"Haha, it's all fate. I had long calculated that Yun Yi, Shi Yucheng, and I had a master-disciple relationship." Qingwei did not forget to throw away his reputation of "nine out of ten predictions are wrong", but there was one thing he had never said.

The hexagram indicated that this master-disciple relationship was extremely short, but the reason was unknown. This was also one of the reasons why Qingwei noticed something unusual and rushed to rescue Yun Yi on the day he inspected the Shenmu Forest. At that time, he mistakenly believed that the fate had ended because his disciple had died.

Now it seems that there is another reason.

Xun Ziyu and others also gathered together and were very excited. Although Yun Yi was the winner, their joy was no less.

Qi Ling'er even said proudly, "If you ask me, I deserve at least one-tenth of the credit. After all, I faked crying and helped eliminate a disciple!"

"Well done, Junior Sister!"

"Hehe, Yun Yi has to thank me when he comes out, otherwise I won't let him go, isn't that right, Junior Brother Shi?"

Song Xinci nodded numbly and said, "Yes, what Senior Sister said is right."

She didn't understand why Yun Yi's swordsmanship had advanced so rapidly. Could it be that the Feitian Secret Realm could really allow one to soar to the sky?
However, compared to Yun Yi, there was another thing that concerned her more, that was that Piaomiaozi seemed to be ready to make a move.

Poor disciples of Fuyao Sect had no idea that a disaster was about to befall them!
...In the empty Qimen Palace, Yun Yi was the only one left, and he seemed a little lonely.

He put the Fangyuan sword on his back again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and followed the sound to look towards the slowly opening door.

As the gate of life opened, a vital force suddenly poured out from it, spreading to every corner of the Qimen Palace, which made Yun Yi excited.

Obviously, this is one of the benefits of Fuyao Daoguo.

Yun Yi's long-shriveled spirit and energy seemed to be nourished, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its peak state. Then he passed through the life gate and walked towards the depths.

At the deepest part of the corridor, there is a stone platform with a jade plate on it, and on the plate is the golden fruit the size of an egg.

This is the Fuyao Dao Fruit. Although it cannot cure a dead body, it contains a trace of Dao essence.

With the essence of Tao, the confidence of successfully achieving harmony with Tao in the future will be taken to a higher level.

Even though he had lived two lives as a human, Yun Yi had never obtained such a treasure. Excitement finally appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch the Fuyao Dao Fruit.

Just as he was wondering what the fruit would taste like, the next moment Yun Yi discovered that the Fuyao Dao Fruit turned into a golden color and merged into his fingers. At the same time, his heart was shocked and his consciousness instantly went to other places.

It was an extremely unfamiliar place, like the highest point of a mountain. There was a thatched hut in front of it, as if someone had built a hut there to practice cultivation.

Yun Yi was just adjusting to the scene when he heard a voice shouting, "Nangong Feitian, I've come up with another trick. Hurry up and help me try it!"

The sound came from far away, accompanied by a graceful figure flying over from the distant sea of ​​clouds on a sword. This person was wearing the uniform of a disciple of Fuyao Sect, and her long black hair was tied into a Taoist bun.

She has a graceful figure, skin as white as snow, bright eyes, and a slightly upturned mouth, as if hiding a girl's thoughts.

Yun Yi didn't say anything, thinking that this person was very graceful, but he had never heard of her in Fuyao Sect.

Unexpectedly, the young woman came towards Yun Yi and said impatiently: "Idiot, I'm talking to you!"

Yun Yi was stunned, and then he realized that the person who called "Nangong Feitian" was actually calling him.

She mistook me for Nangong Feitian?

Yun Yi looked down at his appearance and found that he was wearing white clothes. The most important thing was that there was an ancient sword in his hand, which was as wide as a finger and three feet long.

This sword looks quite familiar. Upon closer inspection, it is about 70% similar to the Fangyuan Sword.

The big piece of iron used to look like this?!

Yun Yi quickly grasped his own predicament; it was after coming into contact with the Fuyao Dao Fruit that his mind was drawn into this illusory world. He hadn't expected to play the role of Nangong Feitian here, and he couldn't help but sigh at the strangeness of fate.

Since the woman in front of him was acquainted with Nangong Feitian, it meant that she was also a person from a thousand years ago.

Who could this person be?
At this moment, Yun Yi found that his body was moving uncontrollably. He was like a residual soul possessing Nangong Feitian. He could not control his body, nor could he change what had happened in the illusion.

He looked at the woman and said with a smile, "I was just thinking about some past events. Sorry. Lingyun, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Yun Yi was extremely surprised when he heard the name, because Lingyun was the previous leader of Fuyao Sect, and Daocheng was her eldest disciple.

But later I heard that Lingyun went into seclusion to practice, probably looking for a way to ascend to heaven, and there has been no news of her since then.

(End of this chapter)