Chapter Seventy-Five: Gambling on Life
"Oh! But I heard a disciple say, you left the sect that night, is there such a thing? ”
Uncle Wang spoke again.
Yang Xue was in a hurry, recalling the scenes of that night, remembering that when he left the sect, he was very careful, no one had seen anyone, and he should not have been discovered, but when he heard Uncle Shi ask like this, he was not sure.
But she didn't dare to answer, "Yes!" "This is clearly an act of seeking death.
"Forget it, it's a gamble!"
Yang Xue pretended to be sad, and there were faint tears flashing in her eyes, "Senior Brother Wang Xiang's matter, the junior has learned that the senior brother has always been very good to the junior, if possible, the junior wants to be by the senior brother's side that night and leave the sect with him, which can be regarded as a response, but unfortunately, the junior did not leave the sect half a step at that time, and the whereabouts of the senior brother are unknown."
After saying that, he sobbed slightly, it was really a shame to cry for such a disgusting man, but at this moment there was no other choice but to take one step at a time.
She was gambling, Wang Xiang asked herself out at that time to do something wrong, and she definitely wouldn't want others to know, even if someone really saw that she had left the sect, but just based on the other party's words, she insisted that she had never left, what could this Uncle Wang do with himself.
And the master is also in front of her, and he should protect her.
When Uncle Wang saw Yang Xue like this, he was a little uncertain in his heart, because he knew that the disciple who had seen Yang Xue leave the sect did not exist at all, and it was just a lie he made up himself, just to try this female disciple.
If the other party really showed his feet, he would naturally have found the real murderer of his nephew, but as a result, the other party did not show any feet, so he guessed wrong.
"What you say is true?"
Although he had already decided in his heart that this woman was not the real murderer of his nephew, he couldn't help but ask more.
"Everything that the younger generation said is true, if there is half a lie, he will be thundered by the sky, and he will not die well!"
Yang Xue doesn't care about the ancestral curse herself, it's good to be able to save her life, where can she care about anything else, her heart has long been replaced by joy, Uncle Shi asked like this, but he was not sure that he was the murderer.
Senior Uncle Wang stood up and arched his hand at Master Mingmiao, "This time it was the junior brother who disturbed and misunderstood the apprentice, and please don't blame the senior sister!" ”
"Naturally not, the junior brother is a little anxious because of the nephew's affairs, and it is understandable, but our disciples of the Miaoyu Nunnery are merciful, and they will never make indiscriminate killings, and the death of the nephew must be done by someone else, and it must be done by someone else in my Miaoyi Nunnery, junior brother, please go back!"
Master Ming Miao also stood up and said in a lukewarm tone.
"Then the junior brother will leave first, and I will have the opportunity to visit the senior sister again in the future."
After that, Uncle Wang didn't stop any longer, and walked outside with a few disciples, and after a while, he disappeared without a trace.
Only Ming Miao Shitai and Yang Xue were left in the hall.
"Raise your head!"
This is the master's voice.
Yang Xue slowly raised her head and looked at the master's face.
"It really has nothing to do with you?"
"Back to the master, the disciple has nothing to do with this matter," Yang Xue said with great certainty.
Master Ming Miao glanced at the disciple in front of him too deeply, and he didn't know whether he really believed it or faked it, and after a moment, he said, "During this time, you can stay in the nunnery with peace of mind, don't run around anymore, so as not to attract anything wrong and disturb the purity of my nunnery."
Hearing these slightly reproachful words, Yang Xue was not only not angry, but also had a faint joy, knowing that Zhifu was defending himself, he immediately smiled slightly, "What the master said is very true, the disciple has some feelings recently, and he is going to retreat for a while, so go back!" ”
After more than half a month, the wind was calm, and nothing happened, and Uncle Wang checked almost all the disciples in the sect, but did not find the real murderer of his nephew, and finally due to the pressure of an elder, the matter was closed.
On this day, the sect was lively, the day of the opening of the secret realm once in a hundred years was coming, and several major immortal sects in Qingguo began to prepare for the opening of the secret realm.
Dongyou Palace is naturally no exception.
Every time the secret realm is opened, it is a major event in the sect, and there is no room for sloppiness.
"Master! What is this secret realm, and how has it never been heard of before? ”
All the senior sisters who had cultivated to the seventh level of Qi refining in the Miao Xiang Nunnery came to the venue outside the main hall to gather, and in the middle were the three masters of Ming Miao Ming and Ming Ming.
It was the second senior sister who asked the question.
"This secret realm will only be opened once in a hundred years, it is normal for you not to know, speaking of this secret realm, I have to mention some ancient secrets, legend has it that this secret realm is the sect of ancient monks, since tens of thousands of years ago the world has changed greatly, the aura of heaven and earth has decreased dramatically, and many ancient monks have left behind the secret records of the exercises are no longer suitable for us to cultivate."
"And some ancient monks' cave sects, also disappeared one after another, this secret realm is one of them, shrouded by a natural array, this array will appear every hundred years There will be a period of weakness, and we can take advantage of this time to enter it, however, this array also has restrictions on cultivation, only allow monks in the qi refining period to enter it, if there are high-level monks entering, they will immediately be counterattacked by the big array, and they will be wiped out in an instant."
Master Ming Miao told the matter one by one.
"I heard that the five sects will send disciples to enter it, I don't know if there is such a thing?" Another disciple asked.
"That's right, every time the secret realm is opened, each sect will send people to enter the secret realm, just because there are countless heavenly and earthly treasures in it, and many elixirs are not available outside, which is extremely important to the sect, but all disciples who are willing to enter the secret realm, no matter how much or less the elixir they get in the secret realm, they can get a reward of a Zhuji Dan" When Master Ming Miao said this, there was a burst of excitement below.
Many of the juniors and sisters began to talk and looked excited.
"Oh my God! I heard it right, it's actually Zhuji Dan, if I can get one, I can definitely build a foundation successfully" The person who spoke was a disciple of Mingxing Shitai, named Wulu, who was over forty years old, and his cultivation had long been in the realm of the twelfth-layer Great Perfection of Qi refining, and when he heard the words Zhuji Dan, his eyes immediately lit up.
If you can't build a foundation, with this senior sister's not too good qualifications, she can only stop there.
"That's right, we're not young anymore, if we didn't have Tsukidan, we would have to do this for the rest of our lives, and this opportunity should not be missed."
There are also a few senior sisters who are also cultivating at the twelfth level of Qi refining.
Their eyes are hot, there is no way, the temptation of Tsukidan is too great, and it is difficult to be tempted