Misty spiritual energy melted into his body from his mouth, nose, acupoints, and skin pores. Under the "Fire Crow Jue" exercise, these spiritual energy passed through the meridians and circulated for a long time. The mana vortex sucked in.

Yu Jie, who was in the cloud house near the mountain, was still sitting on the grand teacher's chair, frowning and silent, she felt the aura flowing around in the magic circle, and looked at the practice stone rooms where Ma Ying, Xu Qinghuan and Zhang Shiping were respectively. There was some surprise in her eyes, but she didn't have much interest. She stood up and paced back and forth in the hall, wondering what she was thinking about.

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At the Zhengyang Peak of the Zhengyang Sect, the sect was decorated with lights and festoons everywhere, and there was still a lot of joy, but at this time, except for the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect, all the families and high-level casual cultivators who participated in the celebration had all left. went.

Hundreds of boys and girls with handsome faces were packing up the banquet. This time, the Golden Elixir Ceremony of the Zhengyang Sect lasted for three days, but it ended in a hurry. There was a feeling that a storm was coming in everyone's heart, and they had no intention of celebrating, and after exhausting their etiquette, these people left in a hurry.

Some of the monks of the Golden Core family who participated in the Golden Core celebration were delicate and quick-witted, and they saw from some clues that something was wrong! There are also some Jindan monks who are well-informed, and they also learned about the disappearance of all the high-ranking monks of Xuanmuzong early on.

Liang Cheng, Ma Hua, Zhao Wuxie and the others had just sent the last fellow Taoist away, with a smile on their faces, it was as cold as the ice and snow of the twelfth lunar month, and the three of them turned into three startled rainbows of different colors, facing Zhengyang Feng flew away.

About half an hour later, in the main hall of the Zongmen, often Nian Liang Cheng and the others sat cross-legged on the futon, each with extremely serious expressions.

A ray of red light flew in from outside the main hall door, Chang Younian was covered with magic power, grabbed the sound transmission jade slip from a distance, and pinched it in the palm of his hand. He probed into it with his spiritual sense, and after reading the news inside, he threw the cyan jade slip to other people in the hall.

Chang Younian didn't look at other people's expressions, he kept moving, in front of him, a golden light flashed, a gold pen, a jade plate, appeared in front of his eyes, Chang Younian reached out to take the gold pen, the golden nib At one point on the jade plate, the majestic spiritual energy fluctuated and rose suddenly, centered on Zhengyang Peak, scattered in all directions, and was enveloped in an invisible magic circle for more than a hundred miles away.

Ma Hua took the jade slips first, and looked intently, like a ferocious beast, stood up abruptly, with short hair on top, and the roots stood up like silver needles, "Junior Sister Xie is dead!"

When Liang Cheng, Xu Youdan, and Zhao Wuxie heard the news, everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.

Liang Cheng took a deep breath, and then asked Chang Younian in a deep voice: "Master Xie, Junior Sister Xie should be on the side of the Ice Spirit Mine, right? Under the control, even the True Monarch in the early Yuanying period can delay it for less than half an hour, logically enough for the junior sister to ask for help from the sect, could it be that the Xuanmu Sect did it?"

Chang Younian didn't respond to Liang Cheng, he held his breath and focused, deep purple mana continuously gushed out from him and melted into the golden pen and jade dish.

The jade plate emitted layers of blue light, and a map with Zhengyang Peak as the center and covering a radius of 800 li of Zhengyangzong appeared in front of him.

Chang Younian kept moving, humming long mantras in his mouth, coordinating with his own mana, with a wave of the golden pen, he volleyed in the air on this illusory map that occupied most of the Zhengyangzong main hall. , Linggu, water veins and other formation nodes, they tapped several times at a high speed.

After doing all this, Chang Younian's breath suddenly became more and more sluggish. He put away the golden pen and jade plate, and with a tired voice, he shook his head and said to Liang Cheng and other senior brothers:

"Perhaps it is. The message sent back by Junior Sister Xie only said the word 'Xuan', but even if Xuanmu Patriarch Yuanying's mid-stage cultivation base, it should not be able to break through the formation in a short time. , Killed Junior Sister Xie, so that Junior Sister Xie couldn't even get a complete message."

Unless Xie Ping walked out of the ice and snow scene by himself, Chang had thought about this for years, but he immediately threw it out.

'Dangdangdang...'

After the Great Formation of Protecting Sect was aroused, the Jinglongzong bell tower on Zhengyang Peak, and eighteen sub-bell towers evenly distributed throughout Zhengyangzong, also rang loudly, and the bells sounded brilliantly!

The bell rang throughout the Zhengyang Sect. Many disciples who were meditating were awakened one by one.

"Why is the Zongmen ringing the startling bell?" A gray-haired, casually dressed Foundation Establishment cultivator flew into the air with a magic weapon, looking in the direction of Zhengyang Peak, holding the token of an inner disciple, and With a puzzled face, he had just returned from the Zhengyang Peak celebration, and his **** was still warm.

"Dangdangdang...", the bell rang once every few breaths, and it rang thirty-six times in a row.

At the entrance of the main hall, a startled rainbow dissipated the blue light. Old Ancestor Wang held his hands behind his back, and in his long sleeves, he squeezed out blue veins with both hands, but his face was indifferent, "Except for You Nian, everyone else follows me." Come."

"Old Ancestor, do you know who killed Junior Sister Xie?" Ma Hua asked in a deep voice.

Chang Younian, Liang Cheng, Xu Youdan, and Zhao Wuxie were all silent, trying to calm down their anger. They hoped to get some news from Old Ancestor Wang. Said otherwise. But they have to know the ins and outs of this matter, and since the other party has made a move, if they meet people like them, their fate will be similar to that of Junior Sister Xie.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, but that's it!

"This matter, the old man only has some eyebrows. But there is one more important thing in front of me. The young master of Xifeng Pavilion is already outside the sect. I will go out to meet him first. For other things, I will send this young master Chu away. Besides, otherwise, the catastrophe of destroying the family is close at hand."

Old Ancestor Wang folded his hands behind his back~lightnovelpub.net~ and clenched his fists tightly. He was not sure whether it was the Xuanmu old monster from the Xuanmu sect or the little boy surnamed Li from the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, which one did it this time. This incident seemed to involve the giant Xifeng Pavilion again, and he also had a headache because of all the details.

But things have to be dealt with one by one, and Zhengyangzong can't move here, so things can't be hidden!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through, Wang Laozu forced himself, "Come out with me to meet the other party, don't lose your courtesy and give him a tongue!"

In the hall, except for Chang Younian, the other four people flashed out of the hall in a flash, and turned into a startled rainbow together with Wang Paozu, with different auras, across the sky, and disappeared!

Wang Patriarch led Liang Cheng, Ma Hua, Xu Youdan, and Zhao Wuxie, the four Jindan monks, and flew out of Zhengyang Peak in a blink of an eye, and flew towards the direction of Yunzong in the southeast.

High in the sky, the wind is bitter.

But before they flew out of the Zhengyang Zongmen, Old Ancestor Wang sent a voice transmission to the four Zongmen's Golden Pills to tell them to stop, while he stood in the wind and headed towards the empty place in the sky. , clasped his fists and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Zhengyangzong Changshen, who leads the Jindan under his sect, has met the Young Master Chu of Xifeng Pavilion and the True Monarch Songming."

After Wang Patriarch finished speaking, there was nothing around except the whistling wind, but Wang Paozu's face remained unchanged, his eyes were fixed on a certain place in the void, after a few breaths, there was a flash of inspiration in that place, a jade car Throw out, suddenly appear!

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