The wind chimes of the Star Picking Tower are ringing softly.

The wind chimes of another building not far away were all cracked.

The large array of the mountain gate of the Hanging Bell Sect has been fully opened, the atmosphere is depressing and tense, and the Dawn Lake is slightly rippling, and there is a feeling that the wind and rain are coming.

More than a dozen Hanging Bell Sect elders stood in the building, their faces extremely ugly, but not all of them were in this mood.

More than a dozen representatives of various sects also came, and their hearts were a little heavy, but they couldn't see anything on their faces.

Deyuanquan's body was on the floor, no one moved, and it remained the same as when he had just died.

Blood was pouring out of the back of his head, spreading several feet in a radius.

The real horror was the hole in his face, which ran from his nose and eyes to the back of his head, and it looked extremely terrifying.

With such a strange wound, no matter what kind of Yuan Ying or Sword Ghost it was, it was too late to escape.

The old lady stood next to Deyuanquan's corpse, her body was on her back, and she looked at it expressionlessly for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.

The building was unusually quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but the old lady finally straightened up, and a crisp bell sounded from his body, which was a symbol that the whole body of the exercise had been cultivated to the realm of transformation.

She slowly turned to look at He Bumu, and said in a calm voice without any emotion: "Qingshan Sect is too deceitful. ”

Hearing this, several Hanging Bell Sect elders looked at He Bu Mu, their eyes full of resentment and anger.

The heads and elders of the various sects also felt ...... The Qingshan Sect was indeed a bit excessive.

After all, this is a family affair of the Hanging Bell Sect, how can he interfere arbitrarily and even commit suicide in vain?

The most unreasonable thing is that didn't you Qingshan Sect give the old lady a day to choose? Why did you make a move so suddenly?

"The old lady spewed blood. ”

Why don't Mu Muran say: "I've been talking to Daze Zuo Yu, what does this matter have to do with me?"

Zuo Yu, who came from Daze, smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, old lady, I guarantee that all the Taoist friends in Qingshan were there before. ”

The old lady was expressionless, lifted her crutches and gently knocked on the floor.

The floor trembled slightly.

Tokubuchizumi's head cracked open like petals, then turned into pieces.

The old lady didn't go crazy, and this was not what she did, but the remnant sword intent hidden in Deyuanquan's skull.

Those remnants of sword intent disappeared into the air, still leaving traces.

"If the old body's perception is not wrong, this should be the Qingshan Sword Intent, and this sword technique should be the Cangniao Sword Technique of Yunxing Peak. ”

The old lady looked at He Bumu expressionlessly and said: "You don't even do some concealment when you kill people, and your faction is too arrogant." ”

He Bumu's expression remained unchanged, as wooden as a stone, and said: "Maybe it's the remnants of the peace, maybe it's the assassin of the Immortal Forest." ”

The old lady stared into his eyes and said, "Who knows what you have to do with Taiping?"

Why don't you Mu said: "The Taiping Devil, everyone will be punished, what can we have to do with him? ”

The wrinkles on the old lady's face were even deeper, as if she had aged a lot after only half a day.

"Since there is a dead person, then we have to find out who the murderer is, and I ask you to stay with me for a few more days. ”

She looked at the cultivators of the various sects in the building and said with expressionless faces.

To put it mildly, the scenery of Dawn Lake is also good, but everyone knows that this is tantamount to house arrest in disguise.

The cultivators of the various sects were a little displeased, but no one said anything when they looked at the headless corpse on the floor.

Deyuanquan was the new sect master chosen by Lao Taijun, but he died tragically as soon as he appeared in the cultivation world, so no one would give up.

It's just that the people of the Aoyama Sect will stay here?

Dozens of eyes with different emotions fell on He Bumu.

According to the Qingshan Sect's style of acting, he would definitely not accept the request of the Hanging Bell Sect, not to mention that the old lady had already directly identified that this matter was related to them.

No one thought that He Bumu would accept it.

He took Lin Yingliang and the other three Shiyue Peak disciples and walked outside the building, leaving in the building with a voice that was neither high nor low.

"Why do you want to go? I've seen the flowers and plants, open and dark fires in the peak for so many years, what's wrong with staying here and seeing the excitement?"

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......

The new sect leader Deyuanquan died, and the Pure Heart Conference naturally ended hastily, but whether it was the representatives of the various sects or those scattered cultivators, they were all left behind.

The method used by the Hanging Bell Sect is also simple, it is a large array hidden in the lake and mountains.

Two years ago, the Mountain Gate Great Array of the Xihai Sword Sect was easily broken by the Qingshan Sect, and that was because Taiping Zhenren sneaked into Shaoming Island and destroyed the formation hub.

Now the cultivators want to leave, unless they can find the Formation Pivot under the surveillance of the Hanging Bell Sect and destroy it.

The Hanging Bell Sect does not let people leave, but it does not prohibit cultivators from coming and going at will, and they are obviously not worried about this.

The young monk of Guocheng Temple went to inquire about the news, returned to the small courtyard, shook his head again and again, and said, "It is said that he died a terrible death. ”

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and sighed.

The young monk didn't know why the master sighed, and said, "I heard that Elder He and the old lady of the Qingshan Sect are fighting again. ”

The old monk glanced at him, thought for a moment and didn't shut him up.

The young monk looked at Jing Jiu and said, "The old lady said that the Qingshan Sect was too deceitful, and Elder He replied that the blood of the Hanging Ling Sect was spewing people, look, this pair is really neat......

Jing Jiu thought that these two sentences were indeed a little like the couplets he had read in the book before, but he didn't expect that He Bumu still had a kind of ability, and he had some appreciation.

The young monk continued: "I don't know when the murderer will be found...... Don't look at me like that, I know it wasn't the immortal master of the Qingshan Sect who did it, but I'm a little curious, who can do this quietly, by the way, do you say that there will still be deaths? I don't think so. ”

The old monk couldn't help but sigh, thinking that he really should shut you up.

The young monk touched his head, thinking to himself what was going on today, why did Master sigh again and again?

Sometimes it's called a proverb, sometimes it's called a crow's mouth.

In short, another murder occurred on the shores of Lake Dawn that night.

An extremely senior elder of the Hanging Bell Sect died in the night, and his body fell into the lake, startling several white geese.

The young monk hurried out and returned not long after, and said with some regret: "The death is too thorough, there is no way to save it, that assassin is really powerful." ”

The death of the Hanging Ling Sect elder was almost exactly the same as that of Deyuan Quan, with an extra hole in his face.

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu again and sighed again.

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......

In the days that followed, the atmosphere on the shores of Dawn Lake became more tense, and the disciples of the Hanging Bell Sect became more vigilant, but they still couldn't stop the murders from happening.

Whether it is in the cave mansion or on the island in the middle of the lake, there are dead people everywhere, and the dead are all important people in the Hanging Bell Sect.

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and sighed.

No matter how naïve the young monk is, he understands it at this time, but he doesn't understand how Jing Jiu has not been out of the small courtyard in the past few days, how he did it.

Jing Jiu's face was a little pale, and he returned to the house to meditate and rest.

Ah Da knew that his sword yuan consumption was too large, and he was a little distressed, so he didn't climb on top of his head to sleep.

The young monk looked at the closed door and said with a sad face, "Master, are we considered accomplices?"

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The Great Gate of the Mountains had been opened, the Lake of Dawn had been sealed, and everyone knew that the terrible Assassin could not have come from outside, but was hiding among the guests.

The problem was that the assassin was so powerful that no one saw him, and there was not even a trace of him.

The bells that covered the mountains and fields and the corners of the eaves never rang once, and the elders and strong men of the Hanging Bell Sect died silently.

The weirdest night before, the two elders of the Zha Hall were obviously at the east and west ends of Dawn Lake, but they died at almost the same time.

The people were shocked, wondering if there was more than one Assassin, or if the Assassin's body was so strange and unpredictable?

The increasingly bizarre conjectures and the constant death of people frightened many disciples, but for some people in the Hanging Bell Sect, this was the best thing.

There have always been many people in the Hanging Bell Sect who support Sect Master Chen, but because of the authority of the old lady and the tough methods of those elders, they didn't dare to stand up. Now that those elders are dead, who else can stop the surging undercurrent of the Hanging Bell Sect from breaking through the ground?

Late one night, a highly senior elder came to the Star Picking Tower to ask to see the old lady.

"We all know very well where this situation came from, please disarm the Great Array as soon as possible and release the Sect Master. ”

The old lady's voice was still emotionless: "Now that the Hanging Bell Sect has been bullied by outsiders, you still have to help those outsiders speak?"

The elder's voice was low and unflinching, and he said, "The sect master has been married to Dawn Lake for many years, how can she be an outsider?"

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With those elders killed, the balance of strength between the two factions of the Hanging Bell Sect finally reversed.

But everyone knows that Lao Taijun will never accept defeat like this.

The practitioners who came to the Pure Heart Conference were a little nervous and a little curious as they waited for the final outcome of the story.

Why don't you sit in the hall with those three Shiyue Peak disciples every day, gossiping with the acquaintances of Daze and the Mirror Sect, it's really like watching the excitement.

Ozawa Zuoyu envoy and Mirror Sect Changshi and others thought that he was using this method to prove that Qingshan had nothing to do with this matter, and only he knew what he was preparing.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, that thing finally happened.

The bells on the shore of Dawn Lake rang loudly, and the aura of heaven and earth danced with it, giving birth to countless invisible whirlpools.

Some of the lower realms of loose cultivation could not withstand the changes in aura, their faces were pale, and they rushed to the lake and kept vomiting.

With the sound of the bell, the formation enveloped a small courtyard.

Dozens of Hanging Bell Sect disciples surrounded the small courtyard to ensure that no one could leave.

The old lady leaned on crutches and slowly walked to the front of the small courtyard.

The cultivators of the various sects who heard the news also rushed over, and the Hanging Bell Sect did not hide from them, and let them stand around.

The door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and the young monk looked at the formation outside, couldn't help but be startled, and said, "Senior, you are ......"

The old lady ignored him, walked into the small courtyard, and walked directly to the monk wearing a hat without looking at the old monk.

"You are indeed as rumored to be, whether it is a sword or a person, you are very fast, and you can't even sense the life bell of the old body in advance. ”

She looked at the monk and said, "But you underestimate my Hanging Bell Sect too much. ”

The flying sword that kills people on the shores of Lake Dawn these days is indeed strange and fast, but if you kill too much, it will always leave some traces.

The large array of the Hanging Bell Sect kept narrowing down according to those traces, and finally when the flying sword killed again last night, it alarmed the old lady's life bell.

The monk in the hat bowed his head and did not speak.

The cultivators of various sects outside the courtyard were very nervous, thinking to themselves what would happen if this hat was taken off.

Daze Zuoyu and Mirror Sect Changshi glanced at He Bumu, and found that his expression was a little solemn, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, knowing that it was really done by Qingshan Sect.

The old lady looked at the monk wearing the hat, thinking about the other party's strange body and the rumors in the cultivation world in the past two years, and took a deep breath.

"Jingjiu Daoyou, you are not meditating in Qingshan, but you are hiding here as a monk of Guocheng Temple, what do you want?"

Hearing this, the cultivators of all sects couldn't help but be in an uproar!

The monk wearing the hat was actually Aoyama Ijiu!

Why did he come to the Hanging Bell Sect to kill people?

When people think of what they said a few days ago, they find that it is a very natural thing.

- There have only been three outsiders in Shenmo Peak over the years, Tong Yan, Bai Zao and the young master of the Hanging Bell Sect.

When Tong Yan visited Shenmo Peak, Jing Jiu was still trapped in the snowfield, which meant that the only outsiders he personally received were Bai Zao and De Sese.

The entire cultivation world knew the relationship between Jing Jiu and Bai Zao, and the relationship between him and De Se Se could be imagined, if something happened to De Sese, how could he not come?

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Hearing the old lady's words, why not squint his eyes slightly, and the hand behind his back trembled slightly.

He was not nervous, let alone afraid, but pinched the sword technique and informed Lin Yingliang and the other three Shiyue Peak disciples to prepare to move.

The realm of these three disciples is not high, and the strongest Lin Yingliang is also Wu Zhangzhong, knowing that once the war starts, he is afraid that something will happen, but where will he care so much.

Under everyone's gaze, the monk raised his right hand and removed his hat, revealing his face.

Seeing that face, He Bumu was a little surprised, but his mind relaxed a lot, and the sword technique pinched in his right hand was also released.

The courtyard is quiet.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

The monk's face was delicate, but not perfect.

Then he is naturally not Jing Jiu.

He Zhan looked at the old lady and asked seriously, "I am a monk from Guocheng Temple, why can't I be here?"

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(Well, according to everyone's opinions, the name Ah Da will be mainly used in the future, one word less than Liu Ah Da...... ）

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