It’s not as nice as it is to make a profit and not lose money. Sigu Jian never said it clearly to Ye Qi. What if you become a native of Qing one day?

So even though he knew that Ye Qi had figured it out, he still left Jianlu for a few days every month. So the child did not disappoint him, and he never doubted his ability to teach his disciples.

In fact, several years later, his thirteen personal disciples will be ninth-grade masters. Even Ku He, who is known as the closest to the god in the world, could only sigh when he mentioned this matter.

One day, shortly after Sigujian left Aishan, a middle-aged man with a gray face came to the bottom of the gatehouse in front of Aishan.

It was not the first time he came to Dongyi City, but it was the first time he came to Jianlu. Thinking about the unexceptional fanaticism and worship of Dongyi people when he mentioned the Sigujian along the way, he couldn't believe that that idiot back then was really Sigujian?

I can feel from the bottom of my heart that Sigu Jian is an idiot, but now the world is only Fei Jie.

In the past five years, as several other disciples from Jianlu outside Yun Zhilan broke through the ninth grade, they began to recruit disciples. Although the gatehouse in front of the short mountain still looked dilapidated, the biggest difference between the gatehouse compared to four years ago is that there are two more three generations of disciples on duty.

Seeing someone who didn't look like a good person was staring blankly downstairs, but he had no idea of ​​entering the mountain. A disciple asked, "Who are you? Why are you standing here sneakily?"

Fei Jie was a little angry. In order to facilitate his work, he had never hidden his whereabouts since he entered the city. He just thought about the past in front of the short mountain, but why was he said to be sneaky?

"You little kid, don't be wronged. Go into the mountain and tell Sigujian quickly, and say that an old friend from the green tree came to visit."

The disciple who had spoken before was so confident when he mentioned the name of Master before Jianlu. After thinking about it, the other party seemed to be not sneaky. He looked at his companions next to him and said, "Master Master is not here, sir, come again tomorrow."

Fei Jie said oh and asked, "It means that Sigujian will not be in the mountains until night?"

The two disciples of Jianlu nodded in unaware of this.

Fei Jie waved a fly in front of him and said, "That's better."

After saying that, the two disciples downstairs rolled their eyes at the same time and fell to the ground and fainted.

...

So, all the disciples of the three generations of Jianlu who met Fei Jie along the way were fainted on the ground.

The reason why he poisoned all the disciples of Jianlu was not to provoke Jianlu, but to notify Sigujian because those disciples felt abnormal and could not inform Sigujian. If they could not ask the grandmaster clearly, they would always be less trouble.

Walking to a large mountain courtyard where the second generation of disciples lived, Fei Jie stopped and shouted arrogantly at the courtyard: "The Qingguo Inspector General is hosting Fei Jie everywhere and is here to visit."

Soon, countless sword-holding disciples came out of the mountain courtyard and surrounded Fei Jie.

"Sponsor Fei, I wonder what happened to you when you came to my sword house?" asked a swordsman behind the disciples. His words were quite polite, but his tone was as sharp as a sword.

Fei Jie narrowed his eyes and recognized that the person was Yun Zhilan, the person he was looking for when he came to Dongyi City. He smiled and said, "Fei came to Jianlu, and he was looking for Mr. Yun."

Yun Zhilan sneered and said, "I have to listen to what Host Fei is looking for Mr. Yun."

Fei Jie looked at the sharp swords that were pressing against his throat with fearlessness. Yun Zhilan waved his hand, and then the disciples took back the sword.

"Four years ago, did Mr. Yun visit Qingguo?"

Yun Zhilan's expression froze at first after hearing this, and then the sword in his hand appeared in front of Fei Jie. Since he mentioned himself four years ago, it must be inseparable from the matter between the uncle of the junior teacher.

Fei Jie was not afraid of killing his sword at any time in front of him, because he knew that Yun Zhilan dared not kill him.

"It seems that I've called it."

...

In a quiet hall in the mountain courtyard, Fei Jie did not have the image of the Supervisory Office hosting everywhere. He held the snacks just sent by the disciples of Jianlu in one hand and the wine pot in the other. When he felt a little choked, he took a sip of wine.

"I got up early one morning and didn't eat, don't mind."

Yun Zhilan looked at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Fei is really cruel and ruthless. I have thirty disciples in Jianlu who are poisonous to you."

Fei Jie said: "It's not that I don't want to alarm your master. I just want to confirm something and leave after confirmation."

"Excuse me."

Fei Jie swallowed the snacks in his mouth, patted the residue of the snacks in his hand, stared at Yun Zhilan's eyes and asked, "What did Mr. Yun do in Qingguo back then?"

"I sharpened my swordsmanship and instantly killed several Jiangnan swordsmen who were humiliated and my family master. There are rules in the martial arts world. Does Mr. Fei want to question someone in the name of the Supervisory Office?"

Fei Jie smiled and said, "Everyone Yun, you people in Dongyi City are really not suitable for lying. Let me tell you a brief first. Today I came in my private name, which does not mean that Qingguo and the Supervisory Office."

"And you always have to consider the poisoned disciples, a matter of one word."

Yun Zhilan sneered and said, "The disciples of Jianlu are not threatened and would rather die."

Fei Jie said: "What if the people of the ten fangs in Dongyi City are added?"

Yun Zhilan slapped the table in front of him with a very angry palm, pointed at Fei Jie's nose and asked, "Do you dare?"

"Actually, I really have no malice. I am afraid that Sigu Jian will be left in Dongyi City by being left in the Sigu Jian. I must confirm that matter from your mouth, so please tell the truth."

...

Yun Zhilan was silent for a long time under Fei Jie's gaze, and then said: "I picked up a child, he is a Tianmai."

Fei Jie's pupils shrank, and he knew that Yun Zhilan had been reluctant to tell the truth, nor did he suspect that the other party had falsely said that Young Master Fan was a Tianzhi, because Yun Zhilan had no need to hide the trivial matter of picking up a child in Qingguo.

"Where is he? I want to see him." Fei Jie's tone was a little anxious when he thought it was impossible to have any falsehood for the daytime pulse.

"When I picked up my uncle four years ago, he was floating on the Liujing River in your Qing Kingdom. I think someone would abandon him. I brought my uncle to Dongyi City that day. Why? Now do you know that my uncle is a Tianzhi, and you want to take my uncle back to your Qing Kingdom?"

Fei Jie noticed the three words "Minister Uncle" and looked at Yun Zhilan in surprise and said, "Do you call him "Minister Uncle?"

Yun Zhilan said: "He is the uncle of everyone in my Jianlu."

Jianlu is from Dongyi City, and the uncle of Jianlu is naturally from Dongyi City. According to the idiotic and ruthlessness of Sigujian, the people in Shifang are not enough. Moreover, Young Master Fan touched Jianlu and Sigujian, which is like the current eldest prince and will always be inseparable from Dongyi City.

At this time, Fei Jie wanted to kill all the Heiqi who had dealt with the Taiping Villa. Because of their negligence, Qingguo lost one Tianmai person, who was the Tianmai person!

"I still have to see him, and some things must be explained to him."
Chapter completed!