Half an hour later, the sky gradually became brighter, but few people were sleeping in Huanglongjiao. Since Master Dafang had issued a decree, after the fire sacrificed the people in charge of the Tianlou in the afternoon, he had to take the alchemists away from here with all the alchemists. At this moment, no alchemists went to clean up the houses burned by the fire. Except for Xiao Ban guarding the important roads of each exit, most of the alchemists guarded the four corner buildings to prevent any accidents in the last few hours.

At the same time, at the residence of Master Dafang, Guangren was lying half on the couch with his eyes narrowed. Opposite him was Volcano kneeling on the ground. The red-haired man was telling Guangren about his experience at his residence just now. When the man in black and Wu Mian and others escaped in the chaos, Volcano looked ashamed as his hair color, red and awkward.

However, there was no unexpected expression on Master Dafang's face. After Volcano finished speaking, Master Dafang opened his eyes and said to Volcano, who was still kneeling on the ground: "This is Gui Bugui, who is intentional and calculating without intention, even if I am caught off guard."

Speaking of this, Master Dafang paused, made a gesture to make the volcano rise, and continued to say to his eldest disciple: "You said the arsonist is a fellow disciple, can you tell who it is?"

"This person deliberately hid his identity, and added concealment to the magic to cover up his breath." After shaking his head, Volcano continued, "If it weren't for the mutual familiarity between the magic, I wouldn't be sure that this person was a fellow alchemist. This person was so well concealed that the disciples couldn't tell who it was."

"Do you can't see it or can't say it?" Guangren smiled faintly, looked at his first disciple and said, "In terms of magic alone, not many of them can compete with you. You have a partner of doubt, but you can't say it without evidence, right?"

Seeing his master say this, Volcano no longer hesitated. Just when he wanted to express the name of the person he suspected, Master Dafang waved his hand and said, "Just know it yourself. No matter who this person is, it doesn't matter after the afternoon. Go and prepare for the afternoon fire sacrifice. Eliminate the remnants of Wentian Tower. When I cross the sea to find my former Master Dafang in the future, it will be considered as eliminating a hidden danger for you."

Seeing that Master Dafang changed the subject himself, Volcano was no longer confused about this person's name. He immediately gave his teacher's tribute to his master, and then retreated from Guangren's residence. He took his disciples to work on the afternoon fire sacrifice.

After watching Volcano's back leave his room, Guangren got up from the couch and walked to the bookshelf with bamboo slips. While searching for the book he wanted to read, he said to himself: "Since you took the initiative to step on it, don't blame me for not talking about the friendship between the same school..."

When Chen Shi arrived, Guangren instructed his little alchemist to bring out the remnants of Wentian Tower who were locked in the Four Corner Tower. These people were sealed with magic and the torture tools they carried on them. It was almost impossible to sacrifice their lives.

When the two posters were brought out, Volcano personally took care of the precepts. At this time, the afternoon fire festival had spread, and these people already knew that their death date had come to an end. Although most of these people showed unwilling expressions on their faces, none of them showed a cowardice. After seeing the two posters coming out, they were still respectful and without any slightest blaming.

The two Wentian Tower owners, Ji Lao, were first taken to a newly built shed, and wine and dishes were already arranged inside. Although there was no big dish in a hurry, there were fish and meat, and each person had a stack of freshly prepared wheat cakes. Then, the other people in charge of the building were taken outside the shed and sat on the ground. In front of them, there were also dishes similar to the two landlords. A little alchemist was followed by each person. After seeing that the landlords were prepared, these little alchemists began to pour wine and dish for them.

"Is this a farewell food?" The Wentian Tower Master who sent himself and all the officials in the building last night sneered and continued to say to the volcano standing opposite the two of them: "But such wine and food is a bit shabby, right? The fish and meat are smelly, and the wine is also sour. How can we reincarnate with peace of mind?"

"I was a little negligent in a hurry. I hope the two posters and the officials will forgive you." Volcano said expressionlessly, then smiled coldly, and continued: "But when the Fire Festival sends you all reincarnation, I will try to let the officials end the suffering of this life in an instant. I will also put a mark on your souls later. Even if I see you again in a few lifetimes, I will still recognize some officials..."

After these words, except for the two posters, the other people in charge had a greater unwilling feeling on their faces. In this way, no matter how many lifetimes they reincarnate, they were under the surveillance of the alchemist. Even if they had the opportunity to practice magic again in any lifetime, ninety percent would be blocked by the alchemist. All the cultivators would never grow old. In this way, even if these people blocked the path to becoming immortals in the future, they would suffer the pain of reincarnation forever.

Originally, some of these people had the intention of eating, drinking and tying across the world. After saying the words of Volcano, they looked at the wine and food in front of them, and these people were no longer in the mood. They were frowning and frowning under the service of the little alchemist. After drinking a few glasses of wine, they sat on the ground in a desperate situation, waiting for the time for their ascension to heaven to arrive.

Seeing the time pass by little by little, the little alchemist who was responsible for checking the time walked to the front of the volcano and said respectfully: "Report to Master, it's still half an hour to noon. Now you can ask a few posters and the people in charge to step on the altar..."

"Why, Master Dafang isn't coming to see me wait for the last journey?" Another Ji Lao who had not spoken sneered at this time, staring at Volcano's eyes and continued: "Guangren's self-esteem is too high? He knows who I am, even for the sake of his former seniors, wouldn't he show up?"

"Your Excellency, please keep silent." After Volcano sneered, he was too lazy to even say the title of the poster. After looking at him, he continued: "I dare not be a disciple, so you should save some effort. You two have a special system and will inevitably suffer some time when you reincarnate later. Don't say that I did it on purpose..."

When they heard one of the Wentian owners claiming to be the same as Volcano, the following people in charge began to show a look of shock on their faces. They did not expect that after fighting with the alchemist for so long, their own owners were from alchemists. If these people knew that the owner almost took the position of the alchemist, they would not know how they would feel in their hearts.

"Okay! Let me be quiet at this last time." Ji Lao, who was talking to Guangren last night, suddenly shouted, interrupting the volcano's words, and he continued: "It's the last three moments, don't quarrel, let's go quietly."

Volcano nodded and turned to the little alchemist who reported the time and said, "When noon is still one quarter of an hour, come and report again and let them go through the last journey of this life quietly."

After the little alchemist bowed and retreated, Volcano sat on the cushion facing the two posters. The three of them had mixed eyes, and although they did not speak, it had already made the little alchemist who was waiting behind the two posters feel much pressure.

Ji Lao, who accused Guangren of not being present, suddenly changed his temperament and asked the little alchemist behind him to feed the meat. He ate the gravy and wine in front of the volcano. The other one, who was like him, had no intention of eating meat and drinking. He stared at the volcano in front of him, as if he was going to stare at him with bleeding.
Chapter completed!