Lucheng city west, Jiaxiang Hotel.

Night, eleven o'clock.

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Yuanmu's body has been found. ”

In the hotel, more than a dozen bald monks gathered in a room, their faces full of solemnity, and a young monk said with a sad face.

One of the monks with white hair and hair was the highest, at this time he closed his eyes, the rosary in his hand kept turning, hearing a shock to this body, the rotation of the rosary paused slightly, and his eyes did not open: "Ke Ming, have you ever found something suspicious?"

Ke Ming shook his head and nodded again: "It seems that there was a battle, and we found a lot of hair at the scene that we had never seen before, and there were blood stains on the hair. The longest hair length is 18.9 centimeters, and the shortest is 7.4 centimeters. If the speculation is correct, Uncle Shi should have encountered a fierce beast. And this beast should have turned on the spiritual intelligence, and it belongs to the group of demon beasts..."

"Demon beasts?"

More than a dozen monks had shocked faces, and the old monks also opened their eyes in surprise, and a golden light flashed.

"Clear, are you sure?"

The three generations of disciples of Shaolin Temple are the first to recommend Keming, and he is the next abbot who has been recognized. He is well-informed and very knowledgeable. It's not that more than a dozen monks don't believe Ke Ming's words, but the word demon beast appears in the secular world, and the probability is too low.

"If you want to say that the demon beast that opens the spiritual wisdom, the secular world that should not appear in the first place will only appear in the cultivation realm. However, based on the inference of the scene, we have to believe it. From entering the West Mountain of Lucheng to the abandoned Wanhe Village, we found the first suspected battle field, and it was also the first time that this kind of long hair was found..."Ke Ming carefully took out a transparent plastic bag in his arms, and the plastic bag was stuffed with bloodstained hair. Taking a deep breath, Ke Ming groaned: "At this time, the beast should have been injured, and it is uncertain whether the master of the round wood was injured or not. We followed the trail with traces of walking, and found a lot of these shedding hairs along the way, and finally we found the body of the log master..."

Ke Ming's brows were furrowed, and he muttered for a long time that no one else interrupted, but his eyes looked at Ke Ming with admiration.

After a few minutes, Ke Ming spoke again: "After finding the body of Uncle Yuanmu again, I checked it, my right arm was broken many times, and my heart was completely shattered, but Uncle Yuanmu's chest did not leave any traces, this is a possibility... There is only one kind, and that is that Uncle Shi was not killed by a beast, but by a strong man whose strength far surpassed Uncle Shi's!"

The crowd was shocked, and then their faces turned angry.

"Eighteen Cultivation True Cave Heavens, the three cultivation blessed places have long had regulations, but all monks who have surpassed the Transformation Qi Realm and reached the Jindan Realm must enter the Cultivation Realm to cultivate, and are not allowed to set foot in the secular realm. Although Yuan Mu is not the most outstanding of the second generation of disciples, he is also a real mid-stage Qi Transformation Realm, and he is also a body forging cultivator, if he wants to kill him, without the strength of the Jin Dan Realm, it is impossible to kill Yuan Mu..."

The great monk had a rare look of anger on his face: "Yuanmu is a Shaolin disciple, and it is unknown that he can't die, notify the Shaolin Academy and send a hundred disciples to search the entire West Mountain, looking for suspicious characters..."

"Do you want to inform Elysium?"

A monk asked in a whisper.

Shaolin is divided into the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard in the world, and the outer courtyard is open to the public, but some ordinary disciples who have not stepped into the day after tomorrow. The inner courtyard is also known as this courtyard, and only when you set foot in the Heavenly Realm can you have the opportunity to enter.

As for the Bliss Realm, it belongs to a small world opened up by Shaolin, and only disciples of the Jindan Realm are qualified to enter it.

"No need, don't bother those masters in the Elysian Realm if they still want to cultivate... When we find the killer, it's not too late to let you know. It's just that this time in the martial arts conference, because of the lack of logs, Shaolin is going to fall behind... It is clear that the martial arts conference once in ten years is your chance to show your face..."

......

Lucheng West, Xinghe Hotel.

"Uncle Shi, Wudang only sent the two of us this time, isn't it... There are too few people? Look at Qingcheng Tianshan, look at Kunlun Huashan, that one is not a dozen or twenty people, Qingcheng has sent a hundred and ten disciples, and we Wudang..."

On the top of the top floor of the hotel, two men and a woman dressed in ordinary clothes stood on the roof of the building and looked down on Lucheng. The man is in his thirties, and he looks very handsome, but he is not feminine, but full of masculinity. The woman is in her twenties, petite, but flamboyant.

The woman's tone was full of dissatisfaction, but a pair of wonderful eyes stared at the man's side face.

"Miaozhen, we Wudang only came to Lucheng to participate in the martial arts conference, and the martial arts conference is not more than who sent it. With you, my master and nephew, who dares to underestimate me Wudang?"

The man's face was full of pride, and his handsome face had the momentum of giving up on him.

Miao Zhen's face was full of adoration, and her eyes were a little misty.

Wudang Mountain is one of the best factions in the martial arts and in the cultivation realm. Since Zhang Sanfeng established Wudang, he has been overpowering Shaolin and is faintly known as the world's largest faction. After so many years of development, the strength is even more terrifying. Hundreds of years ago, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to ascend to the immortal realm, and the other cultivation realms were about to move, wanting to suppress the Wudang who had lost Zhang Sanfeng. As for the final result, Wudang Mountain is getting stronger and stronger!

"But..."

Miao Zhen is still a little worried, this time the martial arts conference is different from the past, and it is different from before.

"Don't do it, this time we will show up at the martial arts conference, and by the way, bring some gifts to Wudang's benefactor. When he's in trouble, we help him by the way... Okay, let's take a break these days and take a good breath. Although Wudang is famous, it is not enough to serve, so it is better to be prepared. ”

The man touched the woman's head, and there was some pampering in his eyes. Laughing softly, he turned and went downstairs.

"This big wood..." The woman touched her head with some nostalgia, her pretty face was biased, and she was a little inexplicable.

......

On this day, Lucheng was clearly lively, and many strangely dressed people came.

There are monks and Taoist priests, there are fierce gods and evil spirits, and there are benevolent eyebrows and good intentions... These people ran rampant in the city, causing a lot of controversy and even causing a lot of chaos.

In the entire land of China, all the warriors gathered here.

"It's going to be messy," an old man muttered to himself in a residential area in Lucheng.

"The rivers and lakes are shaken... Bloody and bloody, I don't know how many people have become a dry bone ......"

Outside Lu City, a middle-aged man, sitting in a luxury car, said softly.

The martial arts conference is a grand event of the entire martial arts, which is held every ten years. In the past, they would choose remote places, but rarely in the city. And this time...... In the past, it was just a formality, but it was because of one person!

The future is unpredictable......