[Chapter 49]

If Song Zhongxing hadn't fought with Zuo Zhikui, he felt that it was understandable that he had such a mind, but now that Zuo Zhikui's martial arts are obviously above him, why should he lower his posture and seek peace?

Song Zhongxing took this group of disciples and returned home. I thought that the Heavenly Imperial Gate didn't care, and this matter ended here. Who knows, a few days later, the entire Central Plains martial arts knew that the master of the Qingdaomen coveted the secret book of the martial arts of the Heavenly Imperial Gate, and led people to kill the door but unfortunately returned, fortunately, the master of the left door was magnanimous and devoted to the stability of the martial arts, otherwise, between the two major sects, there would be a bloody storm again.

Song Zhongxing listened to the report of his disciples, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. This Zuo Zhikui turned out to be waiting for him here.

Overnight, Qingdaomen became everyone's after-dinner conversation. However, people are more interested in Zuo Zhikui than Qingdaomen. No one on the rivers and lakes knows, no one knows, Zuo Zhikui's cultivation is mediocre, and he was defeated as soon as he came on the field in the last martial arts conference, losing the face of Tianyumen. And Song Zhongxing, although his character is average, but he is also a powerful candidate for the position of alliance leader, why in just a few months, Zuo Zhikui's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he can defeat Song Zhongxing? It seems that the set of martial arts secrets handed down by the ancestors of the Heavenly Imperial Gate is indeed a treasure in the world.

Song Zhongxing's trouble, not only did he not get half of the benefits, but he helped Tianyumen make a good name and set up a good image of magnanimity for Zuo Zhikui.

This year, Zuo Zhikui recruited disciples, developed shops, and benefited the neighborhood, both in terms of scale and reputation, Tianyumen reached an unprecedented peak.

The last game of the martial arts conference was Zuo Zhikui, who had played triumphantly all the way, against the previous alliance leader, Wen Lifeng, the sect leader of the Sword Sect. The two of them were entangled with a sword and a sword, and everyone watching was terrified.

Hiss, the onlookers gasped, Wen Lifeng, who obviously had the upper hand, why did he suddenly give up the offensive, and gave Zuo Zhikui a flaw in vain, and picked his sword away with one sword.

Zuo Zhikui naturally became the new leader of the alliance, and has been until now.

"It stands to reason that Wen Lifeng's martial arts should be above Zuo Zhikui, and I don't know what happened that day, I lost to Zuo Zhikui."

"Wen Lifeng is still alive?" Ruoxi asked

Haochu shook his head. "It's gone, after losing to Zuo Zhikui at the martial arts conference that day, he was depressed and unhappy, and he died not long after. It's a pity that the Sword Sect has also declined. ”

"It's a pity that a generation of heroes."

Ruoxi feels more and more strange, competition and exchange, victory and defeat are impermanent, this truth, Wen Lifeng is also the master of a sect, he won't even understand this truth, how can he die because of depression in his heart?

"What about Wen Lifeng's family?"

"Wen Lifeng's wife died in childbirth, and his only son also died of illness. So Wen Lifeng doesn't have any relatives. The current Sword Sect is presided over by his eldest disciple Jiang Linxuan. This kid is a loyal man, and he has always suspected that his master's death is strange, so he has been secretly investigating. ”

"What, you also suspect that there is something wrong with Wen Lifeng's death?"

"I not only suspect that there is something wrong with Wen Lifeng's death, but I also suspect that there is also a problem with Geng Tianyu's death, and even Zuo Zhikui's sudden increase in skill is also strange."

"You mean, it has something to do with the masked man?" Haochu immediately understood what Ruoxi meant.

"That's right, let's go visit this Jiang Linxuan first."

Today's Sword Sect has long lost its former glory, and there is an air of decay inside and out.

"Sect Master Jiang!" Ruoxi was looking at Jiang Linxuan from the moment he entered the door, and he was the same age as them, but Jiang Linxuan's whole body was full of death, and he didn't have the vitality of a young man.

Jiang Linxuan returned the salute, "I don't know what happened to the two of you?" ”

"Sect Master Jiang, in the lower Moye Mountain Chu Haochu. I came here today for the sake of the commander. ”

Moye Mountain? Is it the Mo Evil Mountain who stole the disaster relief silver taels and was recognized as a cult by the Jianghu martial arts? This Chu Haochu looks upright, not like a person who can steal.

Jiang Linxuan was not too surprised, who is right and which is evil, where is the certainty?

"The deceased is gone, so why bother?" Jiang Linxuan is now hopeless. He has been obsessed with it for so many years, and he wants to seek justice for his master, but what is the result? The truth is not clear, but the Sword Sect is suppressed by the Heavenly Imperial Gate, and it is not as good as day by day. Look at the current Sword Sect, the people are withered, and there is a gloom. He couldn't afford to toss anymore.

It's no wonder that Jiang Linxuan is desperate, after all, the difference in strength between the Sword Sect and the Heavenly Imperial Gate is really huge. And it has been a long time since then, and it is difficult to find evidence to move to Zuo Zhikui.

"Sect Master Jiang, don't you want to seek justice for Ling Shi?"

Jiang Linxuan noticed that there was a woman standing next to Chu Haochu.

What a heroic woman!

"Who is this?"

Hao Chu glanced at Ruoxi, saw that she didn't object, and said, "This is Ling Ruoxi, the general of Anping." ”

"What?" When Jiang Linxuan knew Chu Haoxuan's identity, he could still talk to him calmly, but when he heard Ling Ruoxi's name, his face was full of surprise and disbelief. "Is that General Anping of the Red Flame Army?"

"Exactly!"

Jiang Linxuan couldn't digest the news for a while, and turned his head to ask Chu Haochu for confirmation.

"See General Anping!" Jiang Linxuan's salute was halfway through, and he was forcibly helped up by Ling Ruoxi. "Micro-service is outside, no need to be polite."

Jiang Linxuan really couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. General Anping, how heroic he is, he is even fated to meet today, which is a blessing that has been cultivated for several generations.

"Sect Master Jiang, I am ordered by the Holy Lord to thoroughly investigate the case of the theft of disaster relief silver."

"General Ling, but you have found Zuo Zhikui's head?" Jiang Linxuan is a smart person, and he will be able to understand it at a moment's notice.

"That's right. Chu Gongzi and I met a person at Zuo Zhikui's place, and suspected that the murder of Lingshi had nothing to do with Zuo Zhikui. Therefore, I am here to verify. ”

Jiang Linxuan's mood had never been so excited, General Ling personally investigated this matter, did it mean that the master's grievances were just around the corner.

"General Ling, Young Master Chu, please come with me."

Jiang Linxuan took the two of them to the study and carefully ordered people to guard the door.

Jiang Linxuan carefully turned a book on the shelf, and with a squeak, the entire bookshelf slowly moved, and a small door that could allow a person to pass through appeared.

The chamber is not big, but the temperature is extremely low.

In the middle was a bed of ice with a corpse on it.

Chu Haochu and Ling Ruoxi were shocked, this, this is Wen Lifeng?

"When Master died of anger that day, I had some suspicions, so I searched for this thousand-year-old Xuan Ice and preserved Master's body. It's a pity that my ability is limited, and I really can't see anything wrong with Master's body. ”

"Master said that on the day of the competition, he suddenly lost all his internal strength in an instant, and then he lost to Zuo Zhikui. At this moment, the master thought it was his own delusion. But then I thought about it, and Master told me that he could be sure that it wasn't a delusion. His internal force did disappear without a trace in an instant. ”

"After the competition, for the first few days, the master did not have anything abnormal, but after seven days, the master began to feel weak and weak, and then began to vomit blood."

"Master treats people generously, is highly respected, looking at the Central Plains martial arts, who does not respect my master, and the only one who can form a grudge with the master is Zuo Zhikui!" Speaking of the tragic situation before the master's temporary situation, Jiang Linxuan couldn't help but hide his face and cry. The master taught him and raised him, but he couldn't avenge the master, because he was too incompetent.

Ruoxi tried, but she couldn't even see anything unusual with her identity as a disciple of the Medical Saint.

"Geng Tianyu went into the fire and exploded his body and died, Zuo Zhikui's strength increased greatly in just three months, as well as his strange internal force of unknown origin, Wen Lifeng also died bizarrely, there must be some kind of connection between the three. If only my brother were here. ”

"Wait for me."

Ruoxi walked to the window and took out a signal flare from his arms, which was more delicate than the one he had given Chu Haochu before.

Flares exploded silently in the sky. Only those in the dark group can understand the meaning.

Taking advantage of the others' skills, Ruoxi asked Jiang Linxuan to find a porcelain bottle and removed a small amount of Wen Lifeng's blood. I have to say that this thousand-year-old Xuan Ice is magical, keeping the body from rotting, as if asleep.

"I've seen the Shadow Lord!"

"Quickly send this item to Rongxing Hall, hand it over to Bai Lao, and order me to access all the information about the evil sect!"

"Yes." The Dark Guard took the order and left.

If he was stunned, Jiang Linxuan, who was watching, didn't know why, "General Ling, which sect is this evil sect, Linxuan has been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has not heard of this sect." ”

"Is it the evil sect located at the junction of Liguo and Nancang?" Chu Haoxuan had heard of it. When he was young, he traveled abroad, saw a lot of things, and told him a lot of strange things. Yes, he still heard of the name Evil Sect.

"Yes, Haochu, do you remember that masked man?" Ruoxi didn't even notice it, her voice was quite natural.

"Remember, you suspect that person is the one of the evil sects?"

"Yes, I have seen people from the Evil Sect and fought with them once, although Zuo Zhikui intends to hide it, but I always feel that the martial arts of the two are similar."

"You and Sect Master Jiang are waiting for news here, and I'll go to Zuofu to take a look."

"No way!" Haochu was not worried about Ruoxi going alone, "I'll go with you." ”

"You've got a wound, get some rest, there should be a lot of fighting afterward."

Chu Haochu didn't agree to Ruoxi going alone anyway, not even Jiang Linxuan to accompany him. If that masked man is really a member of the evil sect, his skills are probably unfathomable. Chu Haochu was worried that something would happen to Ruoxi.

"Okay, let's go together, but you can't be reckless." Jiang Linxuan watched Ruoxi from the sidelines and finally had no choice but to compromise, Brother Haochu was so powerful that even General Ling couldn't help him.

The two of them stared at each other for three days and three nights, and there was no movement in Zuofu, let alone people, not even a bird had ever flown in.

"Why is this Zuo Zhikui so calm?" They made a big fuss with the front foot of Zuofu, and he didn't react at all? It's really not your average calm.