Feng Shangzi looked not very old, unlike Guo Yi's imagination of a centenarian with a youthful face and white hair, he seemed to be several years younger than Mr. Zheng Zhi at first glance.

  Feng Shuangzi didn't disappoint as a high-ranking figure, not having an arrogant and cold demeanor, but instead had a hint of embarrassment on his face with a smile, saying: "The ancient immortal's divine iron is also being used for the first time, I didn't expect its power to be so enormous, and for a moment, I couldn't control my strength. This is a Cihua Lingdan, after taking it, this young lady's injuries will heal within three days."

  Feng Shuangzi handed a Lingdan the size of a longan, with a flashing green light, to Guo Yao, his attitude was very kind.

  Guo Ye didn't blame Feng Shuangzi too much, after all, it was Si Si who made the first move. If one had to talk about right and wrong, the most off-base would be himself.

  Guo Yi handed over the Causal Spirit Dan to Si Si, who took it and lay down on the ground. Only then did he take out two nine-strand dragon ropes from the Storage Spirit Palace and toss them in front of Feng Shuangzi, saying respectfully: "Two seniors, please tie yourselves up!"

  Feng Shuangzi's face was stunned, looking at Guo Yao's serious and solemn expression, he completely didn't understand what Guo Yao was singing about. At this time, Mr. Zheng Zhi seemed to have come back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed his head to repeat what Guo Yao had said earlier. The expression on his face was quite strange, and from time to time he would glance at Guo Yao.

  After listening to Mr. Zheng's words, Feng Shuangzi was first astonished, then burst out laughing loudly, looked at Guo Yao and laughed: "Little brother is still the first person who dares to say that he wants to bind me, a poor Taoist priest! Good courage! Good spirit! It has been a long time since I've seen a talented young man like you in the ancient Xuan domain. Today, I happened to run into one. Speak up! As long as you can give a reason, even if I tie myself up, what's the harm?"

  Mr. Zheng was shocked and hastily said: "Master, you can't, your identity..."

  "What identity or not, my identity is just a person. Since everyone is human, then we don't talk about identity, we talk about reason." Feng Shuangzi smiled at Guo Yao and said: "You say! I believe you have your reasons, but it depends on whether your reasons can convince me."

  Guo Yi looked up to this orthodox number one person a few more points, and indeed the real high-ranking people have a life view and values that are not bound by worldly things.

  Guo Yi took out Ye Yinhui's Dao token from his bosom and handed it to Feng Shangzi, saying: "I don't know if this principle is enough?"

  Seeing the Taoist pendant in Guo Yi's hand, Feng Shuangzi's calm heart suddenly rippled, his smile stiffened, and he let out a long sigh. He took the pendant from Guo Yi and grasped it tightly in his hand, then closed his eyes, lost in thought.

  After a long time, he said: "It was she who wanted to bind me, I have no complaints or regrets, six thousand years ago she should have bound me."

  Mr. Zheng saw that Feng Shuangzi was extraordinary and hastily called out: "Master, you absolutely must not agree to this, now only you can go stop that person from committing a great calamity that will shake the heavens."

  Feng Shuang opened her eyes, handed the sword back to Guo Yao and said: "Tell her, after I settle things here, I will definitely go to Su Nü's Zen temple to apologize, at that time she can kill or scold me as she pleases."

  "I'm afraid it won't work, she can't wait any longer," said Guo Yao.

  Although Feng Shuangzi was still calm, he couldn't hide the tension that flashed in his eyes and asked: "What's wrong with her?"

  Guo Ye smiled and said: "If you don't tie yourself up now, I'm afraid she won't see the night color tonight."

  Feng Shuangzi naturally detected the threatening tone in Guo Yi's words and suddenly burst out laughing: "It's really heroic to be young, even those older generation people didn't dare threaten me, even if they stood in front of me, they were so scared that they didn't dare breathe loudly. When I was your age, I didn't have this kind of courage."

  Feng Shangzi is a person of great stature, standing in front of him and saying that Guo Yi is not nervous is nonsense, but there's no need to be afraid of him. Guo Yi deeply understands the shortcomings of those on the right path and will absolutely not easily take advantage of a younger generation, let alone with Zheng Zhi, the most upright person in the world, present here, making Guo Yi even more fearless.

  "It's always difficult to fulfill a promise made to a woman," Guo Yan sighed. "Seniors should understand this principle, and I'm also doing this out of helplessness."

  Feng Shuangzi nodded and smiled: "After hearing your words, little brother, I know that even if she falls into your hands, I won't be worried, you absolutely won't kill her."

  If Feng Shuangzi didn't bind himself, Guo Yi really couldn't bring himself to kill Ye Yinhui, so he hastily asked: "Are you that certain?"

  "It's quite certain." Feng Shuangzi smiled and said, "I've roughly guessed why you want to keep me here, little brother, but I must go to the Divine Spirit Mausoleum. If not, she will surely cause great trouble."

  Kuo Yi smiled bitterly: "Isn't there any room for negotiation?"

  "This isn't for me personally, but for the entire Ancient Xuan Domain's great world, so..."

  "Bang!"

  Feng Shuangzi had not finished speaking when he felt a chill in the back of his head, and suddenly everything before him turned black. His soul seemed to have scattered, and he fell straight to the ground.

  Only to see Sisi quietly getting up from the ground, holding a big stick and hitting Feng Shuangzi's forehead, the poor master was hit by someone, at this time fell to the ground, still with a faint smile on his face.

  It's not that Feng Shuangzi was too careless, but rather because Sisi was the body of the Two Instruments Emperor, with no breathing, no heartbeat, and even her body temperature blended in with nature, making her entire person a dead object, and her spiritual awareness couldn't be detected at all. This was also the reason why so many top experts fell into her hands earlier.

  It can be said that except for SiSi, the only two-in-one corpse emperor, the entire ancient mysterious domain cannot find a second person who can knock out so many masters. This is absolutely the number one "hidden fist" in history.

  Si Si hehe smiled, and then raised the big stick again to think of adding a few more knocks on Feng Shuangzi's head. Fortunately, Guo Ye held her back, otherwise the dignified Gu Xuan Realm's first person would have become bandaged all over his head.

  Si Si looked at Guo Yao pitifully and whispered: "You said it's okay to hit him casually?"

  Kwok Yat-yin could not bear her innocent eyes, so he bowed deeply to the unconscious Fung Shuen-tze and said: "Senior, I'm sorry, you also beat her enough before, now let her calm down!"

  Kuo Yi turned around and couldn't bear to see Feng Shuangzi being beaten, saying: "Don't hit the face, leave some face for your senior, otherwise when Lao Qi sees it later, he will definitely laugh out loud. Moreover, when people's old lovers meet, their image can't be ruined."

  "Great!" Xixi smiled like a little fox.

  At this time, Mr. Zheng was completely stunned, his own master was actually knocked out by someone with a stick, if it got out, the first high hand of the Xianmen would be beaten by a little girl, now he was lying on the ground like a dead dog, being beaten by a group of people, his Taoist crown was crooked, his Taoist robe was torn, his nose was crooked, his eyes were swollen, even the beard under his chin was pulled clean...

  It took him a whole minute to react, his hair standing on end as he let out a thunderous roar: "You dare..."

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

  Just then, three bursts of wind came from outside the sky, and in the next moment, three red-robed old men appeared on the ground. The three old men wore red feathered crowns on their heads, and their clothes were also big red, even the shoes on their feet were red.

  These three old men all had a dragon-headed iron sword on their backs, and they carried a strong sword intent. Although the three of them were still standing ten miles away, it felt as if there were tens of thousands of spiritual swords flying around each of their bodies, and the air was filled with the whistling sound of breaking wind.

  These three people are completely unlike Feng Shuangzi and Zheng Zhi, they are unpretentious and unadorned. On the contrary, they give people a kind of soaring momentum, with sharp momentum cutting out countless sword marks on the ground, each sword mark is hundreds of feet deep.

  "It's all over, the three great sword sects of Longyuan Imperial Sword Palace have actually appeared here. If they see Master's current state, it will be a disaster for Master's reputation and prestige. Mr. Zheng was too anxious to care about Guo Yao and his companion at this time, watching the three great sword sects getting closer and closer with sweat dripping from his forehead."

  Kuo Yi used nine-strand dragon rope to tie up Feng Shuangzi, and whispered to Zheng Zhi with a low smile: "Senior, now only by joining hands can we capture these three old guys and preserve the reputation of Senior Feng Shuangzi!"

  "It's absolutely impossible! How could I lay hands on a fellow practitioner of the righteous way? This is not what is meant by 'narrow-minded'." Mr. Zheng flatly refused.

  At this time, the three major sword sects had already walked three miles away. They were three feet off the ground, and with each step they took, the air beneath their feet condensed into an ancient sword. Their movements were extremely casual, as if they were taking a leisurely stroll after dinner.

  "Alas! What a pity! Wind Frost's predecessor, with a lifetime of honor and fame, who would have thought that today he would end up like this? If the three major sword sects were to see him now, they would definitely laugh until their sides ache. I reckon by tomorrow, the entire ancient mystic realm will know about this, and today's events will be passed down as a classic joke for centuries."

  Mr. Zheng was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, and when he heard Mr. Guo's ominous words, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it for you, for the sake of my master's reputation, I, Zheng Zhi, can only be an unscrupulous person this once."

  "Unexpectedly met Mr. Zheng Zhi here, what a fortunate encounter!" One of the three major sword sects, Jian Yixin, greeted Mr. Zheng with clasped hands.

  "What a pleasure to meet you!" Mr. Zheng was as stiff as if he had just lost his parents.

  Guo Ye and Sisi had already hidden Feng Shuangzi underground, the two stood on either side of Mr. Zheng Zhi, pretending to be inexperienced in the ways of the world, secretly watching the three Sword Sect members.

  Jian Yi glanced at Guo and Duo, nodded, and smiled: "I didn't expect Mr. Zheng to have two such well-behaved apprentices."

  Although Jianyi said that with his mouth, in his heart he secretly sneered, "Look at how scared they are, they must be timid and afraid of trouble. If a young man is already so incompetent, it will only get worse when he grows up. If I had such an apprentice, I would definitely disable him with one sword to avoid the annoyance of watching him."

  The three major sword sects have already walked ten steps away from Mr. Zheng, and Jian Yixin said: "Mr. Zheng must also be here for the matter of the Divine Spirit Mausoleum, I wonder if Feng Shuangzi has come?"

  Jian Yixin and Zheng Zhi are of the same generation, but Feng Shuangzi can be considered his senior. However, when he calls out Feng Shuangzi's name, there is not a hint of respect on his face for his senior, as if he were calling out to some stray cat or dog on the street.

  Mr. Zheng was somewhat dissatisfied and said, "The Master likes to travel around the world, and even I find it difficult to know his whereabouts. As for whether he will come or not, I don't know."

  "Hmph! Such a big thing, and Feng Shuangzi doesn't even come. I think he's gotten too comfortable in his position as the number one of the righteous path." Jianyi was the oldest among the three major sword sects, and also had the biggest temper.

  Mr. Zheng was furious and was about to scold, but Guo Yi was even more indignant, feeling that these three old men were too arrogant, so he sneered: "Heh! The Longyuan Imperial Sword Garden is not a place for sword practice, how did it produce three mad dogs, one more arrogant than the other."

  Jian, enraged, shouted: "You little brat, who are you cursing?"

  "I didn't scold anyone, did I? What do you mean by that? Are you admitting to being a mad dog?" Guo Yi pretended to be stupid.

  Jian Yi's sword intent surged wildly, and he wanted to split Guo Yao in two with a single sword. However, Jian Yi Xin intercepted him and advised, "Big brother, why bother getting angry with a lowly mixed breed? Are we Dragon Abyss Imperial Sword Garden people narrow-minded?"

  Jian Yi sneered, "Our Longyuan Imperial Sword Garden is the number one sword cultivation force in the world. What 'number one righteous expert', 'number one upright person in the world' are all nonsense. Now adding a little bastard, it can be said that three generations of decline, three declines and three bastards."

  Mr. Zheng's eyes rolled back in anger, his chest heaving with rage, and he bellowed: "Damn it! You little bastard! No, not that, little brother, what do you say we do now? Should I beat them to death, poison them, or screw their whole family? I wouldn't bat an eyelid."

  Kuang Yidong was startled, to know that Zheng Zhi is a highly cultivated person, who has never done anything against his integrity in his life, and now he actually said something so shocking, it can be seen that the three major sword sects have indeed made him very angry.

  ……

  Where are everyone's flowers? Where is the ticket? Ah! Now go write Chapter 3.