Above the pavilion, silent.

Wu Fei was quite hesitant. On the one hand, he was unwilling to offend Luqiu Yurong, and on the other hand, he was unwilling to be involved in the full struggle.

After hesitating for a moment, Sun Rui suggested: "Master of the Island, why not report this matter to the person who offends others?"

"Are you stupid?!"

Wu Fei glared at the other party in anger and snorted coldly: "Those people in the sect eat people and don't spit bones. You're just looking for trouble if you're fine! If they know that there is a rune master in my Diling Island, those people will definitely try their best to get people over! Then let's not talk about eating meat or drinking soup."

"Yes, yes, what the island owner said."

Sun Rui nodded hurriedly and complained secretly in his heart.

The Seventy-Two Islands of the Earth Demons belong to the peripheral forces of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. They not only have the responsibility to guard the seas, but also have relatively poor resources and need to fight for everything! They need to grab it! Especially for Di Ling Island, after the mineral depletion, there was no specialty. Wu Fei and others could not get any oil and water at all. Now they have finally improved a little. He doesn’t care about his grudges and grudges, as long as he has benefits.

Thinking of this, Wu Fei's heart moved: "By the way, Lao Sun, the Ruimu family's mother and son were expelled... When they were sent to us, were there any special orders? For example, killing them, suppressing them, or letting them die on their own."

Sun Rui thought about it and said unsurely: "This... doesn't seem to be there?"

Wu Fei's face turned cold and his eyes showed fierce light: "Sure or not? Lao Sun, you have to think clearly and don't be confused!"

Sun Rui understood the truth and shook his head and said confidently: "No, no! There is definitely no! I remember that the disciples of the inner sect put down the mother and son and left. Maybe they felt that he was no longer threatened, so they were exiled to this place and let him die! Later, I sent them to a remote village, and it was a pity that I could see it."

"oh!"

Wu Fei showed joy on his face and pretended to behave again: "Since the sect has not given any special orders, it means that the sect leader is nostalgic for the past, so let's talk about it as if we don't know anything... After all, it's the sect leader's bloodline, and we shouldn't interfere in this matter."

"The island master is wise!"

Sun Rui praised loudly and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Wu Fei suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, Lao Sun, I'll ask you to verify Zhuo Yunxian's identity, but what news is there?"

Sun Rui shook his head and said seriously: "Report to the island owner, Zhuo Yun's identity outside the Immortal Realm has no way to verify it yet. You also know that our relationship with the upstairs is a bit awkward... However, Zhuo Yunxian is indeed not from Kunlun Immortal Island, and is not on the wanted list, so there should be no problem with his origin. What's more, Kunlun Immortal Sect has an ancient mirror to suppress it. If Zhuo Yunxian is really a disguise of a foreign race, or if there is any act of harming the Immortal Island, it will definitely not be concealed by the Kunlun Ancient Mirror's return."

"Um."

Wu Fei nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "It's good that the identity is fine. As for other matters, let's turn a blind eye."

As a cultivator with limited qualifications, Wu Fei feels unlikely to achieve anything. As long as he can enjoy life safely, he is quite satisfied with the current situation.

...

"Report to the island owner, Tiangang Island sent an invitation to the island owner, and ask the island owner to take a look."

As soon as Wu Fei returned to the hall, a door came to report and handed over a golden invitation.

When he opened the invitation, Wu Fei's expression changed slightly.

The annual trading conference is about to begin and will be held on Tiangang Island.

This is an internal trading conference for the Tiangang and Earth Demon Islands, which is usually hosted by the elders of the sect.

As the owner of Diling Island, Wu Fei was naturally among the invitations, but... Diling Island lacked resources and had no exertion in exchange. Not only did Wu Fei sit on the bench for several years, but he was also cold-eyed and ridiculed, so he didn't want to attend this trading conference at all.

"If you don't go, you're going to be an audience every year, isn't it a fancy thing? It's better to stay in your own 30-point land to avoid being ridiculed by those guys."

Wu Fei waved his hand and threw the invitation into the corner, looking very unhappy.

At this time, Sun Rui stepped forward and persuaded: "Island Master, I think you can go to see this trading conference. Don't forget that our Diling Island is changing with each passing day. The production of various spiritual tools is not bad compared to the sect. What we lack now is resources. Once the resources are sufficient, we will gather the power of our entire Diling Island and focus on the production and production of spiritual tools. It will definitely become a major feature of our Diling Island."

"Uh, it seems pretty good."

Wu Fei's eyes rolled twice, and his mood suddenly improved. He decided to take some time to meet Zhuo Yunxian and communicate with each other.

...

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Mortal town, rune school.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and the rapid spread of the rune path has made the entire Diling Island look brand new and full of atmosphere.

And the back mountain of Rune School is gathering more and more students, and it is already crowded.

In order to maintain normal school order, Zhuo Yunxian took the initiative to borrow two immortal disciples from the Di Ling Mansion to shock him. As expected, no one dared to make trouble here.

The more people gather, there are people of different ages, so everyone’s ideas become more complex, and the collision of ideas gradually becomes fierce. Occasionally, everyone will gather together to have fierce discussions, and the learning atmosphere is very strong.

Zhuo Yunxian would go to the school seat for two hours every day to explain the content related to the runes, and to integrate what he had learned before.

Among all, the ones who gain the most are Ruimu Fengnian and Meng Yue. The former has extremely high talent and strong understanding. They can often learn from each other and learn from each other.

In contrast, although Meng Yue is not as good as Ruimu's longevity, he was once a cultivator with a good talent, a calm personality, and a certain foundation. He will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort when learning.

...

After nightfall, the neighborhood of the school was particularly quiet.

At this moment, Ruimu Fengnian and Meng Yue quietly came to Zhuo Yunxian's villa, and saw that the lights inside were bright, and it was obvious that someone had not yet rested.

"Brother Zhuo, it's us..."

Before Ruimu Fengnian finished speaking, the door opened on its own and the two walked straight in.

Zhuo Yunxian's room is not big, but it is very "empty". Apart from a table and a row of bookshelf, there is no decoration or decoration, and even a bed is not placed.

At this time, Zhuo Yunxian was writing at the desk with a concentrated expression. Ruimu Fengnian and Meng Yueyi dared not disturb him.

On the table, there were neatly stacked drawings, with various runes painted inside, and there were also production patterns, which looked a bit like armor and shield armor, which looked quite strange.

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