Obviously she is the villain of "Taoist in Sleep", but when facing Cheng Du'an, Li Fenglan still had no choice but to bow down.

Cheng Du'an, dressed in red, stood in the center of the shadow hall. He hadn't left here for many years, his skin was terribly pale, and his whole body was full of ghostly aura.

Seeing that Li Fenglan didn't speak, Cheng Duan walked over to stare at him and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Li Fenglan was instinctively terrified of this man who looked like a poisonous snake in front of him, but he still sneered, gritted his teeth and said softly: "I think, if Li Fuyue was alive, he would definitely find you disgusting. He would rather his Dao heart be turned into dust with him than Don't want to put it in this disgusting body of yours—"

Cheng Du'an's eyes were about to burst, he suddenly approached Li Fenglan, and slowly reached out his hand to grab Li Fenglan's neck little by little.

The air in Li Fenglan's lungs was decreasing little by little.

However, just when Li Fenglan thought that Cheng Duan was about to exert strength, he saw that the other party suddenly let go of his hand and stumbled back a few big steps.

He actually laughed again.

The laughter reverberated in the shadow hall, making it extremely terrifying.

"Do you know, you are more like him." Cheng Duan stared at Li Fenglan, smiled and said, "When you die, this shell can stay, by my side... as a puppet..."

When he was talking, he didn't blink his eyes, just staring at Li Fenglan.

Seeing Cheng Duan's appearance, Li Fenglan, who was lying on the bed, also slowly mobilized her spiritual power... His movements were very subtle, and Cheng Duan didn't feel it at all.

When a puppet? Your dream is not bad.

Cheng Duan didn't feel a very weak fluctuation of spiritual power in the Shadow Palace, but the Dao Heart that was stolen in his body suddenly reacted strongly.

It felt the presence of the owner!

It's another true qi retrograde.

Cheng Duan fell to the very center of the shadow hall, his hands clutching the cloth on his chest fiercely, bright red blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

"Li Fuyue..." Mingming was in extreme pain, but at the moment of falling down, Cheng Duan still called out this name.

The man slowly curled up into a ball, he hugged himself tightly, chanting Li Fuyue's name over and over again.

It deserves it, Li Fenglan only has these two words in her heart.

As the master of this Dao Heart, he certainly has a way to make Cheng Duan feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Cheng Duan finally couldn't bother her, Li Fenglan also slowly calmed down.

— If the person trapped here was Li Fuyue from the previous life, he would definitely choose to confront Cheng Duan head-on.

But now, the person lying here is Li Fenglan. He already knew that face and even dignity are not something to eat.

What I should do most now is to get Dao Xin back from Cheng Du'an.

Li Fenglan's gaze slowly fell on the brocade gown.

…

On this day, Li Fenglan lay on the bed and quietly watched the whole process of Cheng Duan's true energy retrograde. At the same time, his body slowly became free.

Perhaps because the master of Dao Xin was here, Cheng Duan's true energy retrograde was also extremely serious this time.

I don't know how long it took, but Cheng Duan's retrograde qi finally came to an end. His chin and hands were already covered with blood, and the red dress on his body also darkened by a degree.

The whole person is like a ghost crawling out of a sea of ​​blood.

But Cheng Duan didn't seem to feel the pain, he walked slowly in front of Li Fenglan while panting.

"I'll give you half a stick of incense time to change into this clothes..." These words seemed to have exhausted the strength of Cheng Du's security department, and after finishing speaking, he disappeared from the shadow hall.

And after Cheng Du'an left, she prepared herself psychologically, and the bendable and stretchable Li Fenglan also slowly got up from the bed.

"Be patient, be patient..."

Li Fenglan moved her arms a little, then changed into the familiar brocade gown.

— Isn’t it just changing clothes and pretending to be Li Fuyue? Is there anyone in this world who is better at it than me?

Cheng Du'an's timing was quite accurate, not long after Li Fenglan changed into his clothes, he appeared in the shadow hall again.

If he didn't look at Cheng Duan's bloodless lips, it would be difficult for Li Fenglan to connect him with the **** man just now.

As soon as Cheng Duan entered the door, he saw a familiar white figure appearing in the very center of this black hall. At this time, the man was facing away from him, with all his long black hair scattered behind his head.

The man looked extremely thin, like a condensed green smoke.

He and the person in Cheng Du'an's dream completely overlapped.

The person who just entered the door paused, and his breathing suddenly became disordered.

"Fuyue...is that you, Fuyue?" Cheng Duan stood there and asked cautiously.

There was no trace of madness in his voice, and the whole person seemed to have become normal again.

But only it seems.

Li Fenglan told herself silently in her heart, bear with it, and finally turned around and looked at the man.

He glanced at Cheng Duan coldly, and nodded without saying a word.

Cheng Duan stood on the spot, looked at "Li Fuyue" in front of him and slowly laughed.

"I know...I just knew you missed me too."

I miss you?

Pooh! Am I crazy.

I just want to kill you!

Cheng Duan walked forward slowly, he sat down by the desk, and picked up the pen that was placed there.

"Fuyue, sit down, I want to draw a portrait of you... You know, I haven't seen you for a long, long time... I almost forgot what you look like." Cheng Duan said cautiously.

Li Fenglan didn't speak, he sat on the side of the bed in silence.

Cheng Duan has always been cautious, but when facing "Li Fuyue", he was still negligent.

During the time when Cheng Du'an left the Shadow Palace, besides changing clothes, Li Fenglan also found a good thing in the Qiankun bag, and spilled that thing into the inkstone.

Fragrant soul.

— This thing can distract the soul of a monk, and it is a forbidden thing in the realm of comprehension. It was just now that Li Fenglan discovered that there was such a dangerous item hidden in the Qiankun bag that Ling Buyi had given her.

I don't know how Master got it...

After all, it was the first time to poison someone, so Li Fenglan was a little inexperienced.

He looked at Cheng Duan with slightly nervous eyes.

But Cheng Du'an, who was immersed in the joy of "seeing Li Fuyue", obviously didn't realize this.

Seeing him studying ink, Li Fenglan couldn't help but think in her heart: Don't you miss Li Fuyue? Then I'll send you to see him right away.

The matter of Ming Xinzong monks attacking Tianmian Palace at night was temporarily suppressed by the head Jiang Yichang, and it did not spread.

Although most of the disciples didn't know about it, Jiang Yichang unexpectedly came to Miguang Mountain alone this morning.

Before Jiang Yichang came here, Ling Buyan was giving Chenghuang Shunmao, and he didn't look like he lost his apprentice just now.

However, unlike the calm and relaxed Lingbuyi, Chenghuang could feel that his master was in danger. It was very concerned about its own Mao Mao, but now it is also absent-minded.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo and~" Cheng Huang, who had already seen Ling Buwei's strength, finally stopped trying to sneak out this time.

However, when Ling was not tired of smoothing his hair, Cheng Huang actually burst into tears with a melancholy face.

Pat, clack.

Ling Buyan: "..."

This time, even Ling Buyan was taken aback.

"... so the ancient beasts can also cry?" Ling Buyan paused, and he said softly, a little speechless, "You and your predecessors are really not the same at all."

Cheng Huang couldn't understand Ling Buyi's words, and was still crying.

Seeing it like this, Ling Buyan finally put Chenghuang back in the nest.

"Don't worry about Feng Lan. If Cheng Du'an doesn't come to Tianmian Palace, Feng Lan will find him sooner or later. When he comes back, he may be the master you are familiar with." After finishing these words Afterwards, Ling Buyan turned around and closed the door, and walked out of the room.

And Chenghuang, who was originally ignorant of human language, became inexplicably quiet after hearing Ling Buyi's words.

After leaving Li Fenglan's room, Ling did not tire of pausing, he couldn't help standing where he was, and looked towards the cliff of Miguang Mountain.

And at the next moment, Jiang Yichang in green shirt appeared in front of Ling Buyan.

Ling Buyi didn't seem surprised by the sudden visit of the head of the sect.

Seeing Jiang Yichang, Ling smiled at him and said: "Sect Master Xianzun, why are you free to come to Miguang Mountain today?"

Most of the monks in Tianmian Palace would salute Jiang Yichang when they saw him.

But Ling Buyan just smiled at him, and Jiang Yichang didn't seem to mind at all.

He nodded towards Ling Buyi and said, "Immortal Ling, let's talk in the main hall." After speaking, he and Ling Buyi walked towards the main hall of Miguang Mountain together.

After entering the door, Ling didn't tire of speaking and was not in a hurry to speak. He slowly made a cup of tea for Jiang Yichang, and the smile on his face was put away at some point.

At this time, Jiang Yichang still had time to ask questions, but Ling Buyi spoke first.

While handing the tea to Jiang Yichang, he said: "I thought that the head of the immortal would come to me a long time ago."

Jiang Yichang's hand that was catching the teacup couldn't help but pause, and after he put the tea in front of him, he pursed his lips and said, "Yes, then we won't make secrets. I think Ling Xianjun should Do you know why I came to you?"

"Well," Ling Buyi nodded and said, "You are doubting my identity."

"Yes, that's right." Jiang Yichang did not deny it.

I saw the head of Tianmian Palace, Xianzun, gently turned the jade cup in his hand, paused for a while and said: "Before Ling Xianjun came to our Tianmian Palace, there was a message from an immortal master from the upper world. He said that no matter what you do I don't want to ask anything, just cooperate or pretend not to see it."

Hearing this, Ling Buyan suddenly raised his eyebrows.

The head of Tianmian Palace, Xianzun, holds a fairy artifact in his hand, which can communicate with those monks of the sect who have ascended to the upper realm.

However, it is very troublesome to open the fairy artifact once, and it can only transmit simple information.

Unless something major happens, no one will activate this fairy weapon.

Since Jiang Yichang took over as the head, the fairy weapon has only been activated once, that is, the time related to Lingbuyan.

"En." Ling Buyan nodded lightly.

Jiang Yichang continued: "To be honest, if only the immortal master from the upper realm passed the message, I wouldn't trust you so much. All this is thanks to the guarantee of the immortal Mu Hantao. Also because of her guarantee, although I have always been I think you are strange, but I have never asked you anything."

—Shortly after Ling Buyan came to Tianmian Palace, Mu Hantao, who had been in seclusion for a long time, suddenly left the seclusion, and in front of Jiang Yichang, he vouched for Ling Buyan.

"But I found out," Jiang Yichang said here, and suddenly stopped, he took a look at Lingbu before continuing, "Immortal Master Qiu Wanyou, who is also from the upper realm, seems to have never heard of you."

Jiang Yichang felt that since Ling Buyan was an ascended immortal master from Tianmian Palace, he was sent to the sect to complete a certain task. Then Qiu Wanyou, who is also an Immortal Master Feisheng, should know him logically.

At the moment Jiang Yichang said these words, Ling Buyan didn't seem to be surprised.

He nodded very frankly and said, "Yes, Qiu Wanyou really doesn't know me, because what I do is just a private matter and has nothing to do with him."

"Private matters? Immortal Ling brought Chenghuang to Miguang Mountain for private matters?" Jiang Yichang originally wanted to question Ling Buyi.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, the other party nodded confidently: "Yes."

Jiang Yichang: "...Then can you tell me now, which immortal master entrusted you to handle private affairs, and how did you get in touch?"

Jiang Yichang has been curious about this question for thousands of years. Even in their Tianmian Palace, there is only one immortal artifact that can occasionally contact the upper realm. But Ling does not tire of this person, but always gives him a feeling that "I am very familiar with the upper world".

How on earth does this work!

"I can't." Ling Buyi refused very simply, obviously understanding but not cooperating.

"Forget it," Jiang Yichang saw that the other party didn't say anything, and finally stopped asking, "For the sake of Immortal Master Mu Hantao, I will trust you again."

However, although the questions were all asked, Jiang Yichang did not leave in a hurry.

This time he came to Miguang Mountain, he still had one more thing to do.

"I think with Immortal Lord Ling's ability, if he was willing yesterday, he would definitely be able to rescue Li Fenglan from the Mingxin Sect." Jiang Yichang said.

"What does the sect master Xianzun mean?" Ling Buyi didn't answer the question, and asked Jiang Yichang in return.

"What I mean is, since you don't do anything yourself, wouldn't it be better for Tianmian Palace not to intervene in this matter recently?"

Ling Buyi nodded and said, "That's right. The sect master Xianzun doesn't need to worry, I think he will come back by himself after waiting for about five days."

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Yichang finally squeezed out the word "good" from between his teeth.

He has known Ling for nearly a thousand years.

If he had to use one word to describe Lingbuyi, then Jiang Yichang would definitely choose "inexplicable".

This time when he came to Miguang Mountain, Jiang Yichang wanted to use the recent events of the sect to figure out the mystery about Ling Buyi.

Unexpectedly, in the end, nothing was asked.

What a failure.

After drinking that cup of tea, Jiang Yichang left Miguang Mountain. He really didn't want to stay here for a moment, and talking to Ling never tired of talking, it was simply torture!

I don't know how Ling Buyan's apprentice managed to endure it...

This time Jiang Yichang didn't ask anything, the only useful information was probably that Ling Buyi said that Li Fenglan would be back in about five days.

"Hey..." Jiang Yichang, who Yujian was heading towards the main peak, couldn't help but sighed.

He suddenly felt that the existence of Ling Buyan and Li Fenglan, the master and apprentice, greatly increased the difficulty of being the head of the sect.

Really tired.

Jiang Yichang understood Ling Buyi's meaning, he didn't say anything about it, and even forcibly left Lin Chaochen in Tianmian Palace.

Qiu Wanyou is always a person from the upper realm, so it is not easy to interfere with the affairs of the lower realm.

So in the end, Tianmian Palace was still calm. Most of the people didn't even know that Li Fenglan was taken away by Ming Xinzong's people.

Now, there is only one unstable factor left.

That is Meng Linzhou who was digging hard in the snowy Meizhou a few days ago.

…

"Sect Master Xianzun, are you sure you won't interfere in this matter?" At this moment, Meng Linzhou stood opposite Jiang Yichang, gritted his teeth and said.

And Jiang Yichang nodded to him again: "Yes, Meng Xianzun doesn't need to worry too much, the sect has its own arrangements for this matter."

"Arrangements?" Meng Linzhou sneered. He glanced at Zhuang Zhiqiu, the direct disciple of the head of the sect standing aside, and suddenly asked the young man, "You said, Tianmian Palace has always taken the maintenance of the cultivation world as its mission, but now even one The little cultivators who are lost in their own sect don’t look for them, so is this still the former Heaven’s Sleeping Palace?”

Before Meng Linzhou suddenly asked Zhuang Zhiqiu, the young man stood aside in a daze.

He had no idea why Meng Linzhou said these words, and he didn't even hear them clearly.

He who only heard the last sentence was stunned for a moment, then nodded without understanding the situation at all, "Xianzun is right."

Jiang Yichang: "..."

Was my apprentice infected by Meng Linzhou?

Seeing that something happened to his junior brother, Zhuang Zhixia, who was standing on the other side, immediately glared at him.

She took half a step forward, saluted Meng Linzhou, and said, "Master Xianzun, please be at ease. Mingxinzong and our Tianmian Palace are both sects in the cultivation world. Once there is a conflict, it will cause great harm to each other." Great influence. The demon lord Duan Qianli just came here to make trouble a while ago, if we act rashly, I am afraid that the other party will take advantage of this time to come to our place to make trouble. At that time, it will be the enemy."

Zhuang Zhixia was busy making a rescue, and said a lot of words in one go. She felt that she should make it clear.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Zhuang Zhixia finished speaking, Meng Linzhou nodded and said, "Okay, I see."

Zhuang Zhixia: "Huh?"

"I will go to Mingxinzong by myself."

Wait, Master Xianzun, what do you know? !

Meng Linzhou gave Jiang Yichang another cold look, then turned around and left straight away.

And Zhuang Zhixia, who thought he had said something wrong and wanted to stop Meng Linzhou to explain, was stopped by Jiang Yichang before he could leave.

"Forget it, let him go."

"But—" Zhuang Zhixia has dealt with Meng Linzhou often in these years. Unlike other disciples, she was one of the few people in the sect who knew that Meng Linzhou was unreliable.

Jiang Yichang pressed his eyebrows a little irritably, and waved to Zhuang Zhixia and said, "Don't worry, if something happens to Meng Linzhou, someone will take care of it for us."

This person is not tired.

Jiang Yichang didn't believe that Ling Buyan would really ignore Li Fenglan.

After returning to the main peak and stroking his thoughts, he was sure that Ling Bujin's appearance in the sect was most likely related to Li Fenglan.

So not only would he not let Li Fenglan ignore it, he might even be staring at it closely.

Anyway, looking at Ling never gets tired of it, he seems to like to clean up the mess - Jiang Yichang, who has been working hard for thousands of years as the head of the sect, has given up on himself for the first time.

Ming Xinzong, Shadow Palace.

Cheng Duan, who was dressed in red, was still painting.

He glanced at Li Fenglan, and then added a stroke to the painting, his movements looked very serious.

And Li Fenglan, who was sitting on the bed, silently counted in her heart the time until the scent of soul-dispersing incense would take effect.

At the same time, the outside of Ming Xin Sect also became lively.

A monk wearing a black Xiezhi robe appeared outside the gate of Ming Xinzong.

When he came here, he didn't say a word, and directly stabbed his flying sword into the thick black jade gate of Ming Xinzong.

——At this time, Meng Linzhou is like this, he is here to smash the situation!

Not long after, an elder of Ming Xin Sect came out.

This person is Cheng Du'an's own brother Cheng Congliu, he is roughly similar to the person staying in the Shadow Palace at this time.

"Huh? Who am I supposed to come here? So it's Meng Linzhou Immortal from Tianmian Palace?" Cheng Congliu sneered, "You Tianmian Palace are really deceiving people! At the beginning, my younger brother Cheng Du'an, and I Ming Xinzong The deputy suzerain was wronged and—"

Cheng Congliu hadn't said the word "death" when the flying sword that pierced deeply into the main gate of Mingxinzong just now appeared in front of his eyes.

"Either die, or my teacher—ah, no. Hand over my good friend Li Fenglan."

——At this time, Meng Linzhou clearly took all the words he heard from the head of the sect, Xianzun, as deaf ears.

So what if the two sects fight? So what if the monster race sneaks in? I just want my master to come back.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Linzhou manipulated the spirit sword and slashed towards Cheng Congliu in front of him.

…

At this moment, the mausoleum in the main hall of Miguang Mountain is also watching everything that happened here through a water mirror.

Ling didn't tire of watching, and suddenly said to Cheng Huang who was forcibly carried by him: "How about we help Meng Linzhou?"

"Huh?" Chenghuang didn't understand what Lingbuyi meant, it just stared at the water mirror curiously, apparently not quite understanding what this thing was for.

"If you don't object, I'll take it as your consent."

Cheng Huang: "Huh?"

After simply "negotiating" with Chenghuang and obtaining the "consent" from the other party, Ling Buyan gently held Chenghuang's paw and let it stick to the water mirror.

But in an instant, Meng Linzhou, who was standing at the gate of Ming Xinzong, actually felt that the spiritual power he had just consumed was replenished inexplicably.

And Chenghuang on Miguang Mountain suddenly had a stomach growl.

—The fierce beast Chenghuang feeds on spiritual energy. At this time, Ling Buti used the water mirror to absorb Chenghuang's body, but lost all the undigested spiritual energy to Meng Linzhou.