Gu Zhihuan's brows furrowed.

The torn out places have little connection between the front and back, and the missing parts are very similar to the biographies of some people.

It's just that for some reason, these deeds were erased from the Cangming faction.

Gu Zhihuan compared the missing fragments back and forth.

Suddenly, her fingers shrank.

These missing places are not without any rules, and if you connect the time of the characters before and after, it can be roughly found that every hundred years of the Cangming School, there will be a page of missing characters.

In order to confirm his guess, Gu Zhihuan continued to flip back.

Sure enough, I found that every hundred years, someone would be erased from the list of disciples of the Cangming Sect.

Gu Zhihuan's throat was a little tight.

It always felt like I had touched something terrible.

Gu Zhihuan put down the ancient books, lowered his head and picked up a few other books on the ground and flipped through them, but they were all about demon cultivation, and there was nothing related to the Cangming Sect.

She frowned and leaned against the stone bed.

More and more confusion is piling up in my mind.

Who is the man in black at the bottom of the Cangming Sect's Library Pavilion?

Did you really not retreat in the cave that day?

What's going on with the demonic energy on Wu Xian's body?

Gu Zhihuan grinded her back teeth, and she suddenly realized that all the problems were actually related to Chaolu.

The inside of the cave is eerie.

I don't feel any anger.

After staying for a long time, it makes people feel extremely depressed.

After Gu Zhihuan searched for a long time and didn't find any other useful clues, he wanted to go back.

When he arrived at the door, Gu Zhihuan stopped and turned around.

The cave is dim and dark.

The lone stone bed lay in the corner, large and lonely.

Gu Zhihuan's body couldn't help but tremble, and between the lightning and flint, she caught a glimpse of something hidden in the gap between the stone bed and the wall.

Because the inside of the cave was gloomy, Gu Zhihuan didn't pay attention to it at first, but now that he changed the angle, he found that something was wrong.

She strode over, rolled up her sleeves, and reached out to tuck something out between the stone bed and the wall.

It was a scroll rolled up.

Gu Zhihuan quickly untied the tie on it, and with a shake of her right hand, the scroll spread out in front of her.

At the same time, several pages fell out of the scroll.

Gu Zhihuan didn't look at the fallen page for the first time.

Her whole mind was drawn to what was on the scroll.

On the half-zhang wide scroll, the black brush and ink outline a cold back.

There is no straight face.

However, the light is a shadow, and it already makes people feel an irresistible domineering and arrogant rushing towards their faces.

Gu Zhihuan could even sense that person's terrifying strength from the pen and ink.

She vaguely felt that even Wu Xian was slightly inferior in front of this person.

Gu Zhihuan stared at the scroll silently.

The man wore a simple black robe, with long hair tied up and a slap-long dagger pinned to his waist.

Gu Zhihuan's pupils shrank sharply, and he recognized the origin of the dagger.

"Curse the evil!" Gu Zhihuan exclaimed unconsciously.

She remembered Wu Xian's words about punishing evil spirits, and a terrible thought arose in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Zhihuan let go of the scroll and wanted to pick up the paper on the ground.

She was very sure that this must have been torn from the list of disciples of the Cangming Sect.

There may also be the only thing that has survived.

It's like this scroll.

Gu Zhihuan stretched out his hand, and before his fingers touched the paper, a cold wind blew in front of him.

The next moment, Asahi appeared in front of him.

And the paper on the ground had already fallen into his hands.

"Master?" Gu Zhihuan's movements froze.

For a moment, Gu Zhihuan felt as if his chest was being pressed by some heavy stone, and he was about to lose his breath.

Chaolu stood in front of Gu Zhihuan and lowered his head.

The long hair on both sides slipped down, blocking the expression on his face.

Chaolu didn't speak, he held the paper in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Gu Zhihuan could only see Chao Lu's fingers tighten slightly, and under the white skin, cyan blood vessels were exposed.

"Why did you get out of the customs early?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

Chaolu looked up.

It's still the same familiar face.

But it's like being through the fog, and you can't see it really.

He didn't answer Gu Zhihuan's question, but looked at the scroll in Gu Zhihuan's hand, and said straight to the point: "This person is the last head of the Cangming faction, Lingyun." ”

Gu Zhihuan's eyelashes trembled.

I didn't expect Chaolu to mention this matter directly.

She lowered her eyelids: "I haven't seen him in the sect's ancestral hall." ”

"Because he's no longer a member of the Cangming faction." Chao Lu tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing an expression that almost smiled bitterly.

Even if Gu Zhihuan had a rough guess, it was still different from Chaolu's mouth.

She quietly asked, "Why?" ”

Chao Lu glanced at Gu Zhihuan, and with a hook of his right hand, the list of disciples that Gu Zhihuan had just read fell into his hand: "You just read this list." ”

"Hmm." Gu Zhihuan didn't hide it, and this kind of thing couldn't be hidden at all.

"Lingyun is not the first person to be removed from the Cangming faction." Chaolu said lightly.

He ...... What was done? Gu Zhihuan asked.

Roll towards the dew Adam's apple.

Gu Zhihuan saw a bit of heaviness on his face.

Chaolu's lips moved twice, and then he finally spoke: "Lingyun, I'm enchanted." ”

Gu Zhihuan's mind was stunned for a moment.

She actually guessed it.

"Is it the time of the war between humans and demons, what happened?" Gu Zhihuan said cautiously.

Wu Xian said that Lingyun once participated in the war of gods and demons with the evil spirit, that is to say, at that time, Lingyun had not yet entered the demon.

Chao Lu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It has nothing to do with that. You should have also seen that in the list of disciples, not only Lingyun was removed from the list. ”

Gu Zhihuan had a bold idea in his mind: "Others too?" ”

"Hmm." Chao Lu nodded: "Since the establishment of the Cangming faction, there have been many masters, and the scenery was once infinite, until the senior brother who was valued by the head of the sect fell into the devil. Since then, the Cangming Sect has been cursed, no matter what, every hundred years, there must be people in the door who have entered the demons. ”

Chaolu's eyes were a little sad: "The outside world says that the Cangming faction is the opposite of things." Zhong Lingming's beautiful place can not only give birth to geniuses, but also give birth to demons. ”

"But the aura of Cangming Mountain doesn't seem to be as you said, master." Gu Zhihuan said in confusion.

But where the bell is bright, the aura during it is absolutely abundant and inexhaustible.

Chao Lu looked at the scroll in Gu Zhihuan's hand again.

The man's back was so blurry in his memory that he couldn't remember it clearly.

He said lightly: "A hundred years ago, the spirit was transported into the demon, and when he was sober, he ordered the mountain to be closed with the order of the master, and set up a formation to block the aura of Cangming Mountain. Since then, the Cangming Sect has not recruited inner disciples outside, and the three of you are all mortals I picked up from Pingyao Town. ”

Gu Zhihuan took a deep breath.

Sogou reading website: