"Mr. Ning."

Ye Yunhe took out a book and said, "This is the punishment list for the sect."

Now it has been three days since Ye Yunxiao's death.

In the past three days, severe turmoil occurred in Xiandao.

The Ye family sect church ushered in a major purge.

Regarding the handling of Ye family in Penglai, Ning Yi gave all the power to Ye Yunhe for handling. He glanced at the book book and just smiled, but did not take it.

"You can make the decision on the affairs of the sect." Ning Yi said: "The general trend is above, and the fate is to be human. Although the Immortal Island Spirit Gathering Array is restarted... it may not have been extinguished again."

This sentence is very clear.

Ye Yunhe looked at Ning Yi deeply.

In fact, in the past few days of handling the affairs of the sect, he vaguely understood why Ye Zu only lived in seclusion in the Sword Immortal Temple and did not interfere in Penglai Immortal Island.

The great way that practitioners like Ye Zu cultivate are related to fate and mind.

Follow the heavens.

Fairy Island has its own blessings and misfortunes.

The Mr. Ning in front of him is worthy of being a disciple of Ye Zu... On this point, his ideas are consistent.

Ye Yunhe guessed that Ning Yi, who easily killed Ye Yunxiao and Su Si, had already reached the Nirvana realm, and was very likely to be a strong person in Nirvana realm.

How do you see? The man in black shirt in front of you is only thirty years old at most?

At the age of thirty, Ye Zu could not compare with such qualifications at that time.

"In addition... this is the 'immortal vine' you want, Mr. Ning."

Ye Yunhe took out a bronze finger buckle from his sleeve.

This finger buckle, carved array pattern, is a space magic weapon that accommodates the cave heaven.

Seeing the finger buckle, Ning Yi smiled.

The "Immortal Root" that the senior brother wants is called the "Immortal Vine" in Penglai.

He took the bronze finger buckle, swept his divine thoughts, but he was a little confused and said, "Brother Ye, is there a little less number of immortal vines here?"

The senior brother needs five thousand kilograms of immortal vine.

And there are only three thousand kilograms inside the bronze finger buckle.

"Mr. Ning, this is all."

Ye Yunhe sighed and smiled bitterly: "I have sent people to search the Yangxin Temple dozens of times in the past three days. This immortal vine was originally full of spiritual energy, and it was spread all over the island. Not to mention that you want 5,000 kilograms, even 50,000 kilograms, it is not difficult to find... But after the alchemy furnace in the Yangxin Temple opened the stove, the entire island's spiritual energy was exhausted, and the immortal vine also withered."

Listening to this, Ning Yi frowned slowly.

Building the Great Wall in the North is not a joke.

This array material is not allowed to be short of.

"Now that the spirit gathering array is restarted, Mr. Ruo Ning is willing to wait, and the immortal vine will grow again, but... it will take some time to grow again when the immortal vine grows again." Ye Yunhe observed his expression and looked at Ning Yi's expression and thought, and then took something out of his sleeve.

"Mr. Ning, this is the jade slip I found on Su Si's body."

Ye Yunhe said: "The spiritual energy expenditure, whereabouts of the elixirs, and visit records of the visits of the Immortal Island over the years have been recorded in the jade slip by Su Si."

"Oh..." Ning Yi responded subconsciously, then raised his voice and asked in a deep voice: "Record of visit?"

Ye Yunxiao blocked Penglai.

Where did the visiting record come from?

"Su Si bewitched people's hearts, and she practiced with Ye Yunxiao day and night, but actually controlled the power of Penglai. In recent years, Penglai has not been unavailable to foreign guests."

Ye Yunhe said in a deep voice: "Just a few days ago, a mysterious monk came to Penglai and used elixir recipes to remove three thousand kilograms of immortal vine."

Hearing this, Ning Yi's expression no longer calmed down.

He took the jade slip, swept his divine thoughts, and the scene recorded by Su Si with divine thoughts reflected into the soul sea... In the past few years, this witch girl from Hehuan Sect Lishan in southern Xinjiang has indeed been obsessed with the avenue of alchemy. Because Ye Yunxiao's inability to indulge in it, he asked Penglai Immortal Island to raise the power of the island to support her in practicing charming skills. So the witch innocently thought that she had seen a glimmer of hope for promotion to Nirvana.

In order to pursue immortality, you can naturally do anything.

Interestingly, she has always maintained contact with the elders of the Hehuan Sect in southern Xinjiang.

Although Su Si is a witch, from this point of view, she is a person who never forgets her old love... Every few years, she will send out a small dan boy, bringing the immortal elixirs from Penglai Immortal Island, crossing the West Sea, and arriving in southern Xinjiang to deliver medicine to the sect.

He really lamented the generosity of others and was well versed in the art of giving Buddha through flowers.

Ning Yi continued to sweep with his divine thoughts.

This jade slip is engraved with a soul... Su Si was originally a witch who practiced the art of soul, which means that the scene of that day would appear in the mind of those who read Jian.

After a moment.

Ning Yi saw the so-called "mysterious monk" who took away three thousand kilograms of immortal vines and traded with Su Si.

"That man comes from the Sui world."

Ye Yunhe said seriously: "It shouldn't be difficult to find someone in the Great Sui Dynasty with Mr. Yining's hands and eyes? Is it not difficult to find him? The remaining two thousand kilograms of immortal vines will naturally be settled."

He noticed that Ning Yi did not look relaxed after reading the jade slip, but instead became more solemn.

Ye Yunhe was stunned and said, "...Mr. Ning?"

Ning Yi came to his senses and said softly: "I will accept this jade slip."

"Not hindrance, just accept it." Ye Yunhe smiled and said, "Is it the person in the jade slip that Mr. Ning knows?"

“Yes…to be precise, it can be considered ‘very close to personal relationship’.”

Ning Yi sorted out his thoughts and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that he would actually come to the West Sea... but it's reasonable."

Are they really acquaintance?

Ye Yunhe smiled and said, "Since he is an old friend with a close personal relationship, is that a good thing?"

"Maybe...is it?"

Ning Yi paused, but his laughter sounded a little lonely. He clasped his fists and said, "Brother Ye... Since Penglai's spiritual energy has recovered as before, I will leave."

Two young girls who were traveling with swords not far away were playing and disturbing each other. They shuttled through the clouds. The copper coins and ingots suddenly felt their hearts, looking at the seaside of the fairy island, where the tide was washed away.

Only the master is independent, with white robe and black hair, holding his fists and saluting.

Opposite the master, it was empty.

The Master Ning Zeng, who came and left in a stunning manner, was nowhere to be seen.

...

...

Purple Mountain is surrounded by wind and snow.

After the Lord of Chuxiao Mountain was the world, this holy mountain was hidden deep in the mist.

Ordinary people will lose their direction once they step into the radius of Zishan ten miles, and will be sent out fog without realizing it... And practitioners who know the details of the Western Realm will not easily trespass into the Zishan Realm.

Everyone knows it.

In Zishan, one person is a sect in all dynasties.

Pei Lingsu, the master of Zishan Mountain, was in seclusion in the Great Wall of the North. He was protected by the general's mansion, and the husband of the first sword immortal of the Great Sui Dynasty... Zishan's bad head is absolutely untouchable.

It was in the chilly storm of the purple mountain formation that there was a thin black robe, wearing a sharp black robe, facing the sharp snow chips as sharp as a knife, and he was alone, covered in bloodstains.

The Zishan Killing Formation is unparalleled in the world, and those who trespass only have the will to die.

But this black robe actually cleverly avoided all the killing formations... It seems that this path has been walked countless times and is familiar with it.

Finally he came to the Snow Field.

Frost grass flew all over the sky, and the black robe slowly came to a tombstone. He took out a rusty bronze mirror from his arms. Although it looked mottled and broken, if anyone with a discerning eye, he would definitely be shocked... This is the "Mingwang Mirror" of Guifu Mountain. It has been buried deep in the tomb for many years and cannot be explored where it will go.

Even the owner of the Holy Mountain in the Turtle Mountain may not be able to find the "Mingwang Mirror" in his tomb.

In this rumor, the divine mirror that can illuminate the body and soul is actually in the hands of such a poor man?

The man walking forward in the wind and snow murmured softly.

"The Lord of Chuxiao Mountain...has no intention to offend..."

"The Lord of Chuxiao Mountain...has no intention to offend..."

The sound came to an abrupt end.

The man's eyes were a little confused.

The stone tablet in the distance is no longer dazzling in the wind and snow. Every time I stepped in, I could see the red shirt from afar. This time... it was gone?

The Lord of Chuxiao Mountain, isn't there in Zishan?

In fact, this is not the first time he has "taken a prudent" to step into Purple Mountain.

Over the years, the Lord of Chuxiao Mountain has been in seclusion and practiced, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering the mountain. He has been here more than once.
To be continued...