After returning from Ning Qin, Chen Zimeng did not go back to the cave mansion, but went to the North Pavilion, found Murong Yicang and Zhong Fei, waved his hand to prop up a soundproof cover, Chen Zimeng told everyone that the Baiye Sect was about to undergo great changes, and in order to protect himself in the catastrophe, he would let a few of them cultivate with him from tomorrow.

"Your cultivation methods are too loose, especially the fat man, you are a little lazy, and you have never paid attention to your cultivation. Starting tomorrow, you'll have to be angry!"

Zhong Fei was very embarrassed, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and then said, "Got it, Brother Meng, I will work hard!"

"Hmm!" Chen Zimeng nodded.

"Zimeng, what is the big change in the sect?" Murong Yicang stood aside thoughtfully, he usually walked among the sects the most among several people, and faintly he found that the entire sect began to have a feeling of undercurrent.

During a sect mission, he went out with a disciple of the outer sect who was also considered to be top-notch, and during this period, he had come into contact with the rest of the disciples of the immortal cultivation forces, and when he knew that they were disciples of the Baiye Sect, he once showed a look like he was looking at a magic weapon.

Unpleasant and unsettling!

Chen Zimeng: "I don't know, Ning Qin said that he can't tell me for the time being, for a few of you, she said that it is in the upcoming selection competition of core disciples, no matter how much you cultivate, go and sign up, and go all out to expose your best side, whether it is hole cards or stratagems, it seems that she is deliberately looking at it as if she is a person or a force." ”

"How so?" asked the white knife in confusion.

Wang Lin stood aside very calmly, looked at the contemplative crowd, thought for a while, and then said: "Brother Meng, I have something, when I was at the foot of the mountain a few days ago, I found that a miscellaneous disciple died inexplicably, the cause of death is unknown, there are neither external injuries nor internal injuries, as if he died naturally. ”

Chen Zimeng raised his head and looked at Wang Lin suspiciously, "Is there still this matter?"

"No one went to investigate, and the person in charge of the miscellaneous disciples said that it was a natural death, and the matter was suppressed, and no one asked. Shaking his head, Wang Lin said slowly.

Chen Zimeng thought for a while, and after a while, he could only shake his head, "Ignore him for the time being, you should first improve your cultivation, or your safety is more important." ”

"Okay!" Wang Lin nodded.

"Brother Meng, I don't know if it's an illusion, I found that someone has been staring at us recently. Shang Chi stood aside, lowered his head and listened carefully to the conversation between Chen Zimeng and Wang Lin, and waited until Chen Zimeng stopped, and then said.

Chen Zimeng turned around and looked at Shang Chi with both eyes, and Murong and several others also looked at him with an inquiring look in their eyes.

Shang Chi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not sure, but I always feel like this." I don't know if I'm too nervous!"

Li Yi snorted, and then said something that he felt was very abnormal: "Brother Meng may not know, recently there is an organization called Futu Pagoda among low-level disciples, it is very mysterious, there are many disciples who have secretly joined them, just a few days ago, someone came to me to persuade me to join them, it seems that their leader is not simple, and he knows a lot of secrets." ”

"Floating Tower?"

Chen Zimeng was very surprised, he had been cultivating before, he didn't know much about the affairs of the sect, and he didn't like to inquire about these things, but this moment made him feel that he was too closed to news.

This is not a good thing, it gives Chen Zimeng a deep darkness, powerless suffocation.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at everyone, "You tell me all the big and small things that have happened in the sect for a period of time!"

"Okay, then I'll talk about it first!" Murong Yicang looked around, then shook his hand and said to Chen Zimeng.

"Almost a month ago, I went out on a mission with another disciple and met some other disciples of the cultivation forces, and I always felt that they looked at us as if they were looking at a magic weapon. ”

"Hey, it's unsettling. Murong Yicang shook his head and said what he felt.

Then the white knife, who had been silent, stood up and told everyone that since the last time the Qijiao Mountain Tribulation happened, many people went to the Qijiao Mountain to see if they could find anything good, and everyone found nothing in the first few days, but just when everyone was about to give up, it was a disciple who found a gate, all made of pig iron, and the door was full of rust.

Immediately, someone tried to open the iron gate, but it did not move, which attracted a lot of people's attention, and more and more people gathered at the iron gate.

Later, many outer disciples joined forces, and finally opened the iron gate, but found that behind the door was an extremely narrow and small tunnel, which was very long and secluded, and finally exited in the mountains thirty miles away from the sect.

At that time, there were many disciples shuttling in the tunnel of the iron gate, very curious, how could the Baiye Sect have such a passage, and later a few people came from the inner door disciples to check, and finally it was said that the sect master ordered the iron gate to be closed and not allowed to be opened again.

Bai Dao moved his stool slightly, stood up and walked to the window, pointed to the mountains in the distance and continued: "It's almost over there, it's the exit of the tunnel, but it's blocked." ”

In addition, the Bai Ye Sect may also be the organization of the Futu Pagoda that Xiao Yi said just now. White Knife turned back to sit on the stool, and then stopped talking.

Chen Zimeng rubbed his brows, thought for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Murong Yicang and said, "Tomorrow you take the white sword and them to the cave to cultivate, and the token is given to you, I won't go with you, you try your best to improve your cultivation, and you can also go to the law area to practice your combat skills when you have time." ”

"What about you?" Murong looked at Chen Zimeng in confusion, he couldn't figure out why he didn't retreat and cultivate with us since he was about to encounter a great change.

"I still have something to do, I'll look for you later!"

"Okay!Be careful yourself, if my guess is correct, Shang Chi shouldn't feel wrong, there should really be someone spying on us!" Murong Yicang's expression was serious, and he said word by word, according to his cultivation or combat strength, Chen Zi Meng Du was already the highest among the seven, but Murong was still not at ease.

"Well, I'll pay attention!"

Zhong Fei was very nervous on the side, and asked in a panic, "Is someone really spying on us?"

"Don't worry, we just feel, maybe it's overthinking? Be careful, besides, tomorrow we will go to the cave Mansion and the ban will be opened, and no one will be able to spy on us anymore!" Murong smiled, and then comforted.

"Oh, too. Zhong Fei smiled embarrassedly, looking at the white knife next to him, Li Yi, Wang Lin, and Shang Chi were also slightly embarrassed.

"Okay, then let's get here first, you can go back later and tidy up your things, and go to the cave tomorrow. I'll go first, and contact me if I have anything. Chen Zimeng finished thinking, his mind was full of confusion, and he really couldn't figure it out, so he had to temporarily let Murong Yicang and the others go back to prepare, and he waved his hand to remove the sound shield and walked out.

Coming outside, Chen Zimeng walked directly to the Sect Pavilion, since Elder Lu was an old man in the sect, then he would definitely be able to give Chen Zimeng a good answer.

Didn't go very fast, Chen Zimeng looked around and found that many disciples were walking around, looking nothing, but he always felt that some eyes fell on him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Chen Zimeng showed an extremely cold aura, it seemed that someone was indeed watching them secretly, so what were they planning?

No matter what you plan, if you dare to do it to your friends, you will have to pay the price, the price of death!

With a cold snort, Chen Zimeng didn't pay attention to it anymore, and walked straight towards the Zong Pavilion, and after a while, he came to the outside of the Zong Pavilion, looking at the plaque of the Zong Pavilion, Chen Zimeng sighed and walked in.

didn't stay, and came directly to the back room, but Chen Zimeng was surprised to find that the old man who had been lying on the chair to read a book was not there, looking at the chair behind the desk, Chen Zimeng was slightly in a daze, it seemed that he had received a lot of help from Elder Lu, the cultivation of sword cultivation, sword cultivation, and a lot of information, cultivation experience, guidance, Chen Zimeng recalled slightly, it turned out that he had already owed Lu Lao so much favor.

Bowing in the direction of the chair and hugging his fist, Chen Zimeng turned around and walked out of the Sect Pavilion.

On Baiye Mountain, on a small platform at the top, a man in black and a thin old man with a wrinkled face were drinking tea.

It was the Sect Master of the Baiye Sect and the Elder Lu of the Sect Pavilion, if Chen Zimeng was here, he would definitely be surprised, he was able to drink tea at the same table with the sect master, and his identity was definitely not as simple as an old disciple.

During this period, Lu Lao looked up at the bottom of the mountain, stunned, and then turned his head and said with a smile to the Wudao people: "Then Chen Zimeng, I am quite optimistic about him, I think he is very likely to be the one left of the four!"

The Wudao man raised the teacup in front of him and took a sip, shook his head, and said, "I also like him, but I don't like him very well." ”

"Oh, why?" Lu Lao was puzzled and looked at the Daoist.

"That Zhang Qiancheng is very strong, and it may be surpassing him if he is given time, but now it is not good, what we lack is time!"

"That's what I said, but in my opinion, it may not be impossible!" smiled, Lu Lao waved his hand, "It's just a feeling, not necessarily Chen Zimeng will lose him Zhang Qiancheng." ”

"Heh, Senior Brother is very confident, isn't he?" Putting down the teacup, the Daoist stood up, walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down, I have to say, the Bai Ye Sect is quite big.

"Hey, it's almost there, right?" Sighing, Lu Lao held his teacup and looked at a sect hall on the mountain, there seemed to be something very attractive in it, which made him reluctant to look away for a long time.

"Well, soon!" the Daoist nodded slightly.

"Let's hope there will be fewer deaths this time!"

"It's best if you don't die!"

The people of Wuwu Dao have been silent, just looking down at the entire Baiye Sect, and the figures below are coming, although there are not many, but there are always many people!

After a long time, the Wudao people slowly closed their eyes!

"Hopefully!"

Stretching out his hand to the front, spreading his palm upward, a drop of rain fell on the palm of his hand, and with a "pop" sound, it splashed in all directions.

Between heaven and earth, under the blue sky, there seems to be rain droplets!