Chapter 505: Burial

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The Battle Demon Sect Master heard this, but he believed it for half a point, Mo Yuntian's explanation was also reasonable, and then he just looked at the law enforcement elder on the side, he knew the relationship between the two, but he didn't want to say anything. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Then what is his name and what kind of person is he? The Battle Demon Sect Master thought for a moment and asked.

Hearing this, Mo Yuntian didn't dare to hide anything, but he told him about Wang Lei, and even remembered that Wang Ming was vicious yesterday, and basically said everything he remembered.

After Mo Yuntian finished speaking, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at him in unison, but there was only one that was not, that is, the law enforcement elder, he glanced at this old and disrespectful guy, and saw that he was drinking a cup of fragrant tea calmly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Wang Ming?"

When the Battle Demon Sect Master knew this name, he couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, he had never heard of the name Wang Ming, and from the moment he heard this name, he was ready to send someone to inquire about this person.

Everyone was also stunned by this person's name, but they all shook their heads secretly, and this person's name obviously did not have any impression in their minds.

"This person will definitely come to you again in the future, if there is any danger, you must inform the sect immediately, you know?"

"Well, Sect Master Xie. ”

Mo Yuntian also knew the plan of the War Demon Sect Master, as long as Wang Ming dared to appear in the sect to seek revenge, then the War Demon Sect Master would definitely help, then Wang Ming was holding the three hundred and eighty-one lives that had died in the sect in his hands.

The trial of the traitor is over, and after a morning of scrutiny, there is no information at all, so that the high-level members of the entire sect and the representatives of the outer sects are all in a bad mood, and even some disciples of the sect are very uncomfortable when they see their usually good senior brother die suddenly, and they can't take revenge.

Lin Han is dead, and the murderer's information is broken, but everyone's hope is placed on the Spirit Snake Valley, and the Spirit Snake Valley is also involved in this battle, which can be said to be the most critical point, if it weren't for the luck of the sect, all the people of the Battle Demon Sect might be served by the Spirit Snake Valley.

All in all, the discussion and discussion failed to say a reason, Wang Ming's methods are indeed like the methods of the Demon Gate, but there is no evidence, and everyone does not dare to move, so they can only inquire about the news from the Spirit Snake Valley, or rather, force the question.

The coffin pavilion is the location of the spiritual seat where the dead disciples of the War Demon Sect have been stored for generations, and more than 300 disciples have died in a station yesterday, all of which died for the sect, so the tablets can be placed here.

At this moment, almost all the people from the whole sect have been neatly arranged inside and outside the coffin pavilion, the coffin pavilion is very large, like a three-story building, Mo Yuntian because of his great contribution, Yao Mu and several outstanding disciples of the sect can enter the pavilion to worship, so he also saw the spiritual position of the ancestors of the past dynasties.

The coffin pavilion is very large, the size of a football field, and the height is three stories high, the whole building is made of cement and mahogany, it is very majestic, outside the coffin pavilion, there are several statues of the ancestors of the sect, the coffin is very quiet, when Mo Yuntian stepped into the first breath of air in the pavilion, what he smelled was a fresh fragrance.

The furnishings in the pavilion are even more surprising, a huge high platform is five zhang high, the high platform is made of cement, forming a huge circular high platform, the high platform goes all the way up, some small recesses, the recess is placed on the spirit brand of some mahogany, the spirit brand is engraved with different black names, obviously the spiritual position of those who died. And the number is huge, one

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There are thousands of them, and there are incense burners on the periphery of the pavilion, which have already been inserted with a thick fragrance, which is slowly burning.

A faint fragrance rushed into his nostrils, which immediately made Mo Yuntian sneeze, but although the sound was small under control, it was very clear in the quiet pavilion.

The tablet that fell into Mo Yuntian's eyes was a huge spirit tablet in the center of the pavilion, and the reason why he noticed it was not only that it was very big, but also that there was no name on it.

Seeing such a strange brand, Mo Yuntian was shocked in his heart, but it was only for a while, and then his eyes moved down, and after looking at the names on several brands, he clearly saw a familiar name on them.

That's right, that name is the red-haired old man Lonely Jian, although this brand is not as big as the nameless brand, but it is not small for some of the brands below, and it can be regarded as middle and upper.

Seeing this brand, Mo Yuntian thought of Gu Jian, who was the founder of the Psychic Sword Book and the sage of the sect. Although he had caused trouble to the sect before, he was able to enter this coffin pavilion, and it was obvious that he should have made a significant contribution to the sect in the past.

There are also several signs of the same size as him beside Lonely Jian, and he doesn't recognize the names engraved on them, but he can guess that these are the sages of the same era as Lonely Jian.

"Brother, this coffin pavilion is a mourning hall for the dead, can everyone settle here?" Mo Yuntian couldn't help but lightly ask Yao Mu beside him, he still had a trace of curiosity about this coffin pavilion in his heart.

When Yao Mu heard this, he looked around and replied softly: "Do you think, how can it be, this coffin pavilion is a solemn place of the sect, and it is set up for some people who have made great contributions to the sect, and not everyone can settle here." ”

Mo Yuntian is right to think about it, if anyone can really settle down here, in the future, more than 10,000 people in the whole sect will die and be placed here Wouldn't it be directly stuffed, and then look at the tablets left on this coffin pavilion, although there are quite a lot of them, but as long as they are counted carefully, they can only know about a thousand, and they can directly deny the question raised by Fang Cai.

"Brother, there is another question, why is there no name in the central tablet?"

He followed the Battle Demon Sect Master into the pavilion and began some normal baptisms. Generally, the funeral of the deceased requires incense beforehand, and taking this opportunity, Mo Yuntian asked about the nameless tablet again.

Seeing this, Yao Mu also looked at the nameless tablet above that was more than a zhang high, but said: "I am not satisfied with you, I also asked this question before, and later the master also told me that this tablet was left by the ancestor of the mountain, when the ancestor died, let the sect set up a nameless tablet for him, so there is this brand now, don't look at this brand is so new, this brand has been here for hundreds of years." ”

"Sizzle......"

Hearing this, Mo Yuntian couldn't help but gasp, although he was curious in his heart, but there were some things he still didn't know, everyone who entered the coffin pavilion had to incense the coffin pavilion, and more than 20 people took turns to incense, but it was him in half a while.

Holding the three incense sticks in his hand, Mo Yuntian paid a visit, then bowed to the tablet above, his eyes fell on the nameless tablet, and slowly worshipped, and then the three incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner together.

The next thing is baptism, baptism, that is, when burying the dead disciples, everyone has washed their hands, and they must be cleaned, not only Mo Yuntian and others in the coffin pavilion,

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