Su Chan saw Ao Wushuang blaming herself, so she immediately said anxiously, "no, I didn't make it clear, master, I don't blame you!"

Ao Wushuang smiled and touched Su Chan's head and said with a smile, "it's none of your business, fool."

Zhou Qin, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said with a smile, "but I don't think so. If master Ao Wushuang didn't get caught, Li Yundong wouldn't go to Tianlong mountain and everything behind would not happen. How can there be today's Li Wudi?"

Everyone laughed, and Ziyuan smiled: "this is the cycle of cause and effect."

Ao Wushuang smiled and returned to the subject. She said: "when I was sealed by Yan Fang, almost all the six senses were closed, and I felt like I was watered by cement. When I came through the air again, I already appeared here, so..." she smiled and said to Ziyuan: "... I really don't know who is locked in the emperor clock of the glass sky plate."

Seeing that Ziyuan was worried, Li Yundong couldn't help saying, "Ziyuan, don't think about it. Even if you release any demons and ghosts, I'll catch them back."

Ziyuan bit his lips and looked like he wanted to talk and stop. He was proud without frost. He said, "Ziyuan, what can I say?"

Ziyuan thought for a moment. She glanced at Li Yundong and said softly, "Yan Fang's great disaster... Does it have anything to do with this?"

This sentence, everyone on the table was stunned. For a time, the restaurant was quiet and no one spoke.

Li Yundong also nodded in his heart and said secretly: if the so-called great disaster in the practice world... Is because I released the practitioners who don't know good and evil sealed in the emperor clock of the litianpan, then... It would be too much!

When Li Yundong and the fox Zen sect were elated for their proud and frost free escape, and worried about the good and bad practitioners released from the emperor clock of the litianpan, most of the practitioners of other sects and sects had returned to their own sects.

Zhang Cunyi and others were brought back to Qingyang Palace by his martial brothers Qian Tong and Zhao Ping. Before they entered the mountain gate, they shouted, "come on, come on!"

At this time, it was late at night. The two of them shouted out at one voice, and immediately surprised the mountain birds flying disorderly. The chickens and dogs in the mountain roared together. Several Taoists ran down quickly: "what's the name of the ghost in the middle of the night? Who?"

But when the Taoists saw Zhao Ping and Qian Tong, they immediately laughed: "ha ha, it's you two? Why, the lotus gathering is over? What about elder martial brother? How about him?"

The man who spoke was suddenly hit by the Taoist beside him with his shoulder. He immediately reacted, but saw Zhao Ping and Qian Tong have gloomy faces. In particular, Zhao Ping had a man on his back and hung his head against his shoulder. He didn't know life or death. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, a fool could guess who this man was.

The Taoist suddenly clicked in his heart and asked tentatively, "is this a senior brother?"

They looked closer, and sure enough, they saw Zhang Cunyi clenching his teeth and lying on Zhao Ping's back with his eyes closed. They didn't move. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive.