Chapter 87: Doubts
"Young Palace Master, the Great Elder also gathered us together a few days ago, and now most of them are still on Tianshu Peak. Do you need a subordinate to give a bow?" The middle-aged man didn't dare to slack off, and his respectful expression was incomprehensible.
"Good, I see. You can take someone on the patrol, and you don't need to worry about me, I'll go and look for it." Hearing this, Yuan Yun's soft voice sounded again, and he rejected the man's request very dryly.
Then, as the carriage climbed along the mountain road to a secluded place on the mountainside, Yuan Yun's graceful figure floated to the ground from the car, followed by Han Li, who had once again transformed into a maid. Then, Yuan Yun and Han Li each rode a colorful phoenix, and instead of following the path up the mountain, they rushed straight to the sky under the back of the colorful phoenix fluttering its wings under them.
At the top of Tianshu Peak, in a magnificent hall, an old voice sounded. "In this way, have you two not found anything but these broken array flags?" The voice came from a silver-haired old man sitting on the main seat of the main hall, the old man held a broken silver flag in his hand and looked over and over again, and there were more than ten equally broken flags randomly placed on the table beside him.
At this time, there was a middle-aged monk in a Taoist robe sitting at the bottom of the left side of the main hall. In the center stood two young men with similar appearances.
Hearing the old man's question, one of the handsome young men said respectfully. "Uncle Hui, this is indeed the case, after the two of us arrived, the atmosphere there has returned to calm. After my two brothers searched, they only found these broken flags. ”
"Senior brother, not long ago, Wenmei sent someone to report that there was only that Ascended Monk who arrived in Sifeng City that day. If these silver banners were indeed a chess formation, from the time the circle was broken to the place where the two of them passed through, that person should have been on his way to Sifeng City during this time. If we extrapolate from the time when they entered the city, the time is basically the same. The middle-aged monk sitting on a carved wooden chair pondered for a moment before saying.
Hearing this, the silver-haired old man nodded slightly, and one of his lean arms pinched the broken array chess. "It's a pity that these silver flags, under such dilapidation, even I can't be completely sure of them. If these flags are really arrays, they should be a consumable formation. This formation should not be a thing of Sheng'er, but what is incomprehensible is that if the person who broke the formation really belonged to Hantan Palace, why would he take the forced break of the formation and then run away?"
Immediately afterwards, the silver-haired old man's face was a little sad, and before everyone could respond, he sighed and said. However, judging from the fact that Sheng'er did not look at the monk, he was afraid that he was more than lucky. ”
Seeing this, the two young men glanced at each other and showed a look of regret. The two of them looked at the middle-aged monk in the Taoist robe together, and after the latter gave a subtle look, the two young men quietly and slowly exited the main hall.
After the two young figures disappeared completely, the middle-aged monk in the Taoist robe stood up and walked towards the silver-haired old man. "Senior brother, don't be sad, there is no definite news to prove that something happened to Sheng'er. Not long ago, the guards of Haoji City came to report that the ascended monk had entered Yun'er's city lord's mansion, presumably Yun'er would soon bring that person to pay a visit, and then he would know the truth of the matter. ”
When the silver-haired old man heard this comforting word, he didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, he spoke skeptically. "Senior brother, there are too many doubts in this matter, the escape plan of the two of them was made by my avatar and Sheng'er, and only a few people know about this plan, isn't it strange that Hantan Palace can ambush in the fog source sea in advance?"
"In this case, could it be that there is a collaborator and traitor in this trip? Could it be that the Ascended Monk did it?" Hearing this, the middle-aged monk in the Taoist robe changed his face slightly, and then confided in a pair of uncertain words.
"In my opinion, since that monk has sworn to join the Immortal Palace, he is subject to the demons in his heart, what good is this for him? Besides, he has not had much contact with the Hantan Palace when he first arrived in the Immortal Realm, so how can he have the opportunity to climb the Hantan Palace. The silver-haired old man shook his head lightly and continued. "Even if we don't want to believe it, most of the people who leak the secret are among the people we send. ”
"Chuanyu and the other three people sent to pick up this time are all core disciples, and it's unbelievable that any of them would do such a betrayal of their master. Hearing this, the middle-aged monk's face sank, and he said with a deep brow.
"At present, everything is speculation, if it is really the disciple who did it, this matter must be severely punished to set an example. The silver-haired old man's old face was a little resolute, and his voice sounded with vicissitudes, and his words were quite majestic.
Hearing this, the middle-aged monk nodded silently in agreement. After a dozen breaths, he changed his words and said. "Senior brother, senior brother still has some palace affairs to deal with, so he will retire first. After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe raised his steps and stepped out of the hall after the old man hummed softly, and after the person left the main hall door, he sighed heavily, shook his head, and left again.
After the middle-aged monk took his leave, the silver-haired old man leaned back in his chair and pondered for a long time. After thinking to no avail, the silver-haired old man walked back and forth in the hall with his hands on his back. After about half an hour, the old man finally sighed lightly and walked straight out of the main hall.
After the silver-haired old man stepped out of the hall door, he walked along the corridor of the main hall and went around to the left side of the main hall, heading towards the secluded place. Along the way, several waves of white-robed monks in charge of patrolling stopped and saluted respectfully after encountering the old man. The old man just nodded slightly, waved his dry arm slightly, and then walked away.
On the edge of a cliff somewhere in Tianshu Peak, an old man put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance. In the distance, the red glow of the setting sun shone against each other, and the glow fell on the old man's silver hair, dyeing it a crimson color.
As if he had settled down, the old man stared at the scene in front of him, standing still for a long time. From a distance, he looks like a stone sculpture.
Beneath the cliff is a bottomless verdant greenery, which looks quite quiet and deep under the slightly bleak sky.
Dozens of clouds of different shapes are sparsely distributed in the sky overhead, and the afterglow of the setting sun adorns the sky quite attractively.
At a certain moment, two phoenix chirps broke the silence, a man and a woman each riding a colorful phoenix, one in front of the other and one behind the other galloping towards the place where the old man stood. The leader was a beautiful figure dressed in palace clothes and a light veil, followed by a man with an ordinary face and a green robe. These two were none other than Yuan Yun and Han Li from the foot of the mountain.
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