The square on the highest floor of the platform is called Dianjiangtai, which is not a general, but refers to Dianyun, the legendary Jiangyun who guards the residence of heaven and earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Near noon, the sun rose, the water vapor in the air gradually thinned, and a ray of rainbow light dissipated outside the cloud platform, and the clouds were missing that touch of color.

Yu Chishuo stood on the platform, looking around, there were no clouds to point to. He chuckled lowly, and his eyebrows shrugged, dispelling a trace of gloom between his eyebrows.

A figure ran towards him from the large square under the cloud platform.

The disciples of Xuantianmen did not have a weapon on the second floor of the Qianyun Terrace to show their respect for Wendaotang and the elders.

Yu Chishuo watched this Yin Ge Peak disciple run in front of him at a galloping speed, and didn't say a word.

The disciple took a breath himself, glanced at the closed hall door behind Yu Chi Shuo and the two Wendao Hall stewards standing around the door of the main hall, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Senior Brother Yu Chi, Wang Wei has been in Qianyuntai and has not gone anywhere. ”

Yu Chishuo nodded. "Hmm".

The disciple continued: "There are disciples missing from all peaks, and there are more than fifty people who have not heard from them for more than ten days, and many more are still being verified. ”

Since blood cultivation has to replenish one's own origin with the essence and blood of others, it is equivalent to a kind of transfer technique, using other monks as fertilizer to cultivate oneself.

There were no outsiders in the Xuantian Sect, and Yu Chishuo had expected that these crazy people would hit the same sect with their ideas, so he asked this Yin Ge Peak disciple to secretly investigate if any disciples in the Twelve Peaks were missing.

Hearing this, Yu Chishuo's expression turned sharp, and his gaze suddenly shot on the disciple, like a cold light sword out of its sheath.

Wei Chishuo was born in the second-class family of the Qin State, and his family background is not excellent, but he has outstanding qualifications and is well-connected, as a personal disciple of Bi Gefu, he is very popular among the disciples of Yin Gefeng, and he is quite prestigious.

The disciple was looked at by Yu Chishuo like this, and suddenly felt a cold neck, and a chill.

"Everyone has received the task and gone out, and it is common for them not to return for ten days and half a month, and when they encounter someone who is about to break through the realm, they don't know whether they are dead or alive, and they don't pay attention to it. But if they lose their lives, the elders will not be unaware. The disciple said hurriedly.

The disciples of Xuantianmen will hold a wisp of divine soul imprint from the entrance, one is stored in the soul lamp stored in the sect, and the other is engraved into the jade plate that identifies the identity and carries with them.

There is a side hall in the Qianyuntai that is specially used to store the information of these Xuantianmen disciples, and place the soul lamps of the disciples, if someone dies, the soul lamp will be extinguished, and it will definitely alarm the elders of the sect.

Wei Chishuo waved his hand and said, "Don't panic. Since the soul lamp has not been extinguished, the man has not died. It's not dead, it's always been found. ”

The soul lamp is there, and it takes a little effort to find people according to this wisp of divine soul imprint, but it is not impossible.

Yu Chishuo thought that with Wang Yue's matter in front of him, the elders of the sect would not let the disciples disappear, and they would definitely be strictly investigated. As long as they are not dead, the whereabouts of these missing disciples will naturally be found.

Yu Chishuo whispered a few more words to the disciple and asked for details.

It's just that the disciple was inquired about by Wei Chi Shuo, but he couldn't get more detailed information in a hurry.

"That's it, let's leave it at that." Wei Chishuo pondered for a moment and said, "I want to inform the Acting Sect Master and the Elders of the First Throne about this. You go on to investigate. ”

After a pause, he added: "Don't be public, if you can be secret, you can be secretive." ”

Having said that, Yu Chishuo was a little bottomless in his heart.

It is difficult for the disciples of Yin Ge Peak to probe the disciples of the Twelve Peaks like this without being noticed. They are wary of Wang Wei and will avoid it. But how many people like Wang Wei are still hidden in the shadows, paying attention to their every move?

Yu Chishuo speculated that Wang Yue was not the only one in the blood cultivation in the Xuantian Gate.

"Alright, let's go." Yu Chishuo patted the disciple's shoulder, turned around and walked towards the main hall of Dianjiang Pavilion.

The disciple wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran quickly towards the platform.

Of the 50 people I just asked, it is unlikely that all of them are missing, and some may have had adventures outside the country and lost contact with them temporarily. But in any case, he has to collect some information, so that the bigwigs will not be untargeted if they want to use the soul lamp to find people.

Yu Chishuo slowly walked up the steps.

The two stewards guarding the door of the main hall stared at him suspiciously.

Since Wei Chi Shuo stood on the platform, the two stewards paid attention to him.

The Dianjiang Terrace is where the elders stay when they teach, and the disciples are all in the square on the second floor. Today is not the first day of junior high school, and the square on the second floor is empty.

Wei Chishuo stood on the platform, a bit like a student standing on the podium, facing an empty classroom, this picture is quite strange.

Wei Chishuo didn't care about the eyes of the two stewards, these two people can be regarded as his senior brothers according to their seniority.

He arched his hand and said: "Disciple Wei Chi Shuo has something important to report to the acting sect master, the first throne and the elders, and ask the two of them to pass it on on their behalf." ”

The two of them looked even more strange.

After the acting sect master and a group of bigwigs came, they closed the door of the hall and ordered no one to enter, Wei Chishuo didn't know!

They looked at each other and hesitated.

Yu Chishuo gestured and said, "It's related to today's events." ”

The matter of blood cultivation, of course, must be passed on immediately. One of the stewards raised his hand and pressed a sigil on the side of the door.

The light in the palm of his hand flashed, and an auspicious cloud pattern appeared on the door frame.

The steward stretched out his index finger and traced the pattern a few times, the technique was very novel, but Wei Chishuo glanced at it and stopped looking at it.

After a few moments, the steward pushed open a crack in the heavy vermilion lacquer door and raised his hand to signal Wei Chishuo to enter.

Stepping over the threshold, the hall in front of him was brightly lit, but there was a faint gloomy atmosphere, and Yu Chishuo's sword eyebrows shrugged slightly.

He didn't rush to speak, but glanced at everyone in the hall with great speed.

Xie Mian glanced at Yu Chishuo, and then looked at Bi Ge's cover, but didn't see any expression on his face.

The door of the hall slammed shut, and Heng Yizhen's voice said calmly: "Do you have something to say?" ”

"Yes."

Chen Jianwei was a little impatient, and his buttocks moved on the seat: "Then don't you say it quickly, what are you grinding and grinding?" ”

Yu Chishuo didn't hear it, and saluted to the elders on the throne, and said: "Recently, there have been many disciples missing in various peaks, and after a preliminary investigation, there are already fifty ......."

"!" Chen Jianwei slapped the armrest and stood up.

He wasn't stupid, as soon as he heard this, he knew that it was the blood cultivator who attacked the same sect.

"Evil Barrier!" Chen Jianwei raised his hand and swung it towards Wang Yue in the iron cage.

As the palm of his hand waved, a ray of red light shot out from his palm, scorching like the sun. Everyone in the hall felt a burning heat.

"Wait!"

"Stop!"

Several voices rang out in the hall. Hengyi Zhenren and Hong Yizhen are blocked from exporting per capita.

Chen Jianwei's first person quickly stopped him: "Senior Brother Chen, calm your anger." ”

"Rest a fart! I'm going to slaughter this beast," Chen Jianwei said angrily, "Qin Jian, don't interfere with your kid!" ”

Qinjian is the first seat of the Hanging Moon Peak of Biwu Mountain.

At this time, a two-foot-long disc lit up in his right hand, just like a shield, blocking Chen Jianwei's palm.

Qin Jian said indifferently: "Senior Brother Chen, don't be impatient. It's better to keep this little beast than to kill it. ”

Chen Jianwei was stunned.

Qin Jian didn't explain much to Chen Jianwei, and when he saw that he didn't move, he sat down.

Chen Jianwei's chest rose and fell slightly, and before he could catch his breath, he heard a voice from outside the hall gate: "Elder, something happened!" ”

Ruoxu Zhenren and Qingyun Zhenren both looked at the temple gate when they heard the voice.

This person is the manager of Wendao Hall, and he is in charge of the Xuantianmen disciples' academic records.

Then a crimson moire appeared in front of Hengyi's real seat.

Yu Chishuo glanced at it and saw that this cloud pattern was the same as what he had seen outside the temple gate just now. I just don't know what news is hidden inside.

If the virtual real person whispers two sentences to the real person of Hengyi.

Heng Yizhenren's eyebrows were furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Come in!" ”

Yu Chishuo's right hand clenched into a fist. These people move so fast?

Just as he was thinking, the heavy door behind him was opened again.

A steward in a green robe crossed the threshold and stumbled in.

"Sect Master, First Throne, Elders, Soul Lamp, Eighty-three Soul Lamps are extinguished at the same time!"

The soul lamp is extinguished, and the soul is gone.

After the Xuantianmen disciples went down the mountain after completing their studies, the Xuantianmen would no longer preserve the soul lamps of these disciples. The ones stored in the side hall of Dianjiangtai are all disciples who are now in Xuantianmen.

As soon as the soul lamp with the Divine Soul Mark is extinguished, the person will also die. If it is a spiritual cultivation at the level of a master or above, the divine soul is strong enough, and there may still be a wisp of breath left to avenge death.

Yu Chishuo's brows furrowed, but he faintly felt in his heart that this was indeed the case.

As soon as he came in here to report his disappearance, he started killing people and destroying souls over there, and I don't know if it was just such a coincidence.

As far as he knew, the missing people were all low-level disciples of spiritual cultivation, martial cultivation and below, and as soon as the soul lamp was extinguished, it would be lifeless, and even more so, their spirits would not be solid, and it would be impossible to leave a trace of it. Even if Xuantianmen wanted to find it, he couldn't find it.

Moreover, with the cruel methods of blood cultivation, the monks who died at their hands would have to be squeezed dry even a trace of blood, not to mention the divine souls that could enhance their strength.

Everyone in the room changed color in unison.

Heng Yi Zhenren's always kind face was also slightly distorted, gritting his teeth, and his mandible showed a very obvious curve.

Zhu Xici said just now, and then he was silent. At this time, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the hall.

Bigo's eyes were like lightning as he shot at the steward who had come in to give his respects.

If the real person has a calm face, he doesn't say a word.

Xie Mian's face was full of horror.

The rest of the peaks, the heads and elders were all pale.

Eighty-three soul lamps were extinguished at the same time, needless to say, it must be murder and soul destruction, covering up the traces, so as not to be found by Shun Teng.

And among these eighty-three disciples, it is very likely that there are those in their own names.

Bi Ge said in a deep voice: "What a fast hand and foot! ”

Chen Jianwei couldn't care about slapping the chair anymore.

He looked at Heng and said, "Acting Sect Master, if you have anything else to say, continue to say, I will take someone to investigate." ”

He couldn't sit still for a moment anyway!

At this time, Yang Jun was thrown out of his "Immortal Cave Mansion" by the real people of Gangshan Mountain. (To be continued.) )