As soon as Yuan Ming stepped onto the magic circle in front of the statue of the Venerable Master Shura, two substantial red lights shot out from the statue's eyes, sweeping over him. Yuan Ming's heart was first stunned, and he hurriedly looked inside his body, and found that his body was not abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, from the statue, the voice of the Venerable Master Shura came out: "When I was young, I apprenticed to Chaotian Sect, and I thought that the sect was powerful, and the immortal road would be worry-free in the future. Who would have expected that once there would be a change, the thousand-year-old sect would be destroyed in an instant. Alack! At that time, I first stepped on the foundation, unable to save the building will fall, can only witness the death of my brother in front of me, this is a big regret in my life, if you can overturn the ending in three opportunities, I am shocked, you can get the treasure I left. ”

As soon as the voice fell into the sky, Yuan Ming disappeared in an instant, and everyone was stunned at first, and then immediately looked at the talisman in the hand of Fairy Jin Xi, but saw that for a moment, the talisman? A blue flame suddenly ignited on it, and it only took a moment to turn the talisman? Burned to ashes...... As soon as the Venerable Shura's words fell, before Yuan Ming could react, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and after a whirlwind, he found that he had appeared in a small chamber, although the clothes on his body had not changed, but the mana in his body had been suppressed to the level of the early stage of foundation building.

"Could it be that this is the Chaotian Sect where the Master Shura was back then?" As soon as he thought of this, he tried to use his mana, wanting to forcibly break through the limit of cultivation, but at this moment, he felt a burst of heart season for no reason, and it was not until he gave up this idea that the feeling of heart season gradually disappeared. This restriction seems to have acted on his Divine Soul as well, and whenever the Divine Consciousness he releases exceeds the range that should be in the Foundation Building Period, it will also trigger the Heart Season.

Yuan Ming didn't know if his behavior here would be seen by Wan Qihong and the others, so he didn't try to use the soul cultivation method, but judging by what happened before, the restrictions should be the same.

That is, he could not exert any cultivation ability that the Master Shura did not possess during this period, and after Yuan Ming deduced this conclusion, he settled down and began to observe the situation in the room where he was located, this wing room was not large, but the decoration inside was extremely elegant, which was quite similar to his previous residence in the capital.

There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings in the house, which are all excellent works from Yuan Ming's point of view, and their signatures are all a person named "Zhen Luo"; In addition to calligraphy and paintings, there is also a storage bag in the wing, in which "in addition to spirit stones and some regular cultivation books, there are only a few magic weapons that are not exquisite, among which only one ink-colored flying knife is of the highest grade, and the rest are below the middle grade."

Yuan Ming took out the magic weapon and familiarized himself with it briefly, although he couldn't perform the soul cultivation spell now, but the strength of the divine soul was still at the level of love witch, and he quickly achieved the control of the high-grade magic weapon, "After practicing again, he put the magic weapon away."

Then, Yuan Ming looked through the books in the storage bag, and to his surprise, all the parts related to the exercises in all the books were blank, as if he deliberately didn't want people to see them. Obviously, the time and space in which I am currently located should have been created by the Venerable Master Shura through some kind of supernatural means, and the rules in it were naturally determined by him, and he did not really travel to that past.

However, except for the part of the exercises, the book is very detailed, especially about his current identity, which seems to be specially marked and explained; As Yuan Ming expected, at this time, he was indeed in the sect of "Chaotian Sect", and there was an ancestor in the middle of the Yuan Infant in the sect, who was the first family in Zhao State, and his prestige was far away.

There are a total of twenty-one peaks in the sect, and each peak has a peak master of the Yudan period, who is only responsible for cultivating and teaching their respective disciples on weekdays, regardless of mundane affairs; The monks in the foundation building period and the qi refining period are divided into three categories: personal disciples, registered disciples, and lay disciples.

The first two are worshiped under the main door of the Jiedan Peak, except for the tasks personally assigned by the Jiedan Peak Lord, they do not need to manage any mundane affairs, the gap between the two is only the number of times they can see the peak master, and the number of monthly salaries.

The lay disciples are mainly responsible for handling the miscellaneous affairs of the sect, among which those who perform well can also be promoted to registered disciples after working for a certain number of years and showing acceptable cultivation talents, and from then on focus on cultivation.

Among the lay disciples, because there are halls such as alchemy hall and refining hall in the sect, there is a difference between the hall master and the deacon. The Master Shura that Yuan Ming is playing now is a personal disciple of the Spirit Formation Peak, and the peak master of this peak is a monk named "Shen Lingyun".

"Senior Brother Zhen, get up, get up! There will be many sects coming to watch the ceremony at this year's ceremony, and the deacon hall has issued a lot of reception tasks, not only the remuneration is rich, but the requirements are not high, I specially left two pieces for you, you came out to receive them quickly. ”

Suddenly there was a babbling sound outside the house, Yuan Ming muttered for a moment, then stepped forward to open the door, in front of the door, a fat man, like a ball, was happily waving the jade slip in his hand, Yuan Ming looked at him, and suddenly the voice of the Master Shura in his ears sounded, explaining the name and identity of the fat man.

"Shen Peng, cultivated in the early stage of foundation building, learned from Changle Feng, and has always been good friends with me."

When Shen Peng saw Yuan Ming come out, he immediately smiled and handed over the jade slip in his hand, and said: "Oh, junior brother, these two tasks were specially picked out by me, and the reception is all big sects. ”

"Thank you Senior Brother Shen for your trouble, it's just that I haven't participated in a few ceremonies, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to handle the big sects and mess things up, but it's not good." Yuan Ming shook his head and politely rejected Shen Peng's proposal.

"Harm? Look at what you said! The founding ceremony is held once every hundred years, except for those who have been trapped for a long time to build a foundation, which of us is not the first time to participate in your addition. Besides, the reception task is to put it bluntly, that is, to help people from other sects lead the way, and communicate with them about the history of your own sect, you love to read ancient books on weekdays, and this task is not difficult for you at all. Shen Peng waved his big hand and said.

"I appreciate Senior Brother Shen's kindness, but recently there have been some mistakes in my cultivation, and I am really a little upset, I always feel that something big will happen, and I really can't afford such a big responsibility." Yuan Ming still refused.

"You're bored in the house every day when you're a child, so you always think about what you don't have, you say how long we've known each other, I've never seen you smile, and you're miserable all day long, and you're not bored with this immortal." Shen Peng saw that Yuan Ming's interest was not high, so he couldn't help but say.

Yuan Ming wanted to ask him about the Venerable Shura when he was young, but he was afraid that his words would arouse suspicion, so he could only remain silent.

"Then take care of yourself and remember to drink plenty of hot water." Seeing this, Shen Peng lost the interest of continuing to chat with Yuan Ming, and after a few simple small talks, he withdrew.

Yuan Ming looked at Shen Peng's distant back, but in his heart he was thinking about what the Master Shura said when he stepped into the magic circle, the point in time he was now should be on the eve of the destruction of Chaotian Sect, and on the eve of the destruction of Biluo Cave, there was already Ulu lurking, recruiting people at dawn and so on.

And Chaotian Sect, a sect with a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant was destroyed, and it was impossible for there to be no movement in secret, just like the battle of Biluo Cave, which broke out when a group of disciples gathered, and from this and that, the battle of Chaotian Sect's destruction may break out when the sect ceremony was held, and it is still unknown, and often the most unlikely time to happen is when people are most likely to take it lightly.

What role did the invited sects play here, were they enemies or allies? Yuan Ming was not sure that the information he had obtained now was too little, and it might not be enough to deduce the whole picture of the matter, and after thinking about it, he finally set his sights on the top of the mountain where his residence was located.

Not long after, in Shen Lingyun's cave mansion, Yuan Ming stood in front of Shen Lingyun, who had just finished his cultivation, and arched his hand and said: "Master, the apprentice has often been restless recently, and always feels that something big will happen, last night the black disciple woke up in the middle of the night, but he dreamed that when the ceremony was held, a strong enemy suddenly fell from the sky, disrupting the holding of the ceremony, and the brothers and sisters fought desperately, although they repelled the strong enemy, but they suffered heavy casualties; I thought it was just a nightmare, but when I was practicing today, the scenes in the dream appeared in front of me repeatedly, and the disciple was really uneasy, so I came to tell the master. ”

"Thinking about it day and dreaming about it at night, you dream that the sect is destroyed, is it because you see something wrong during the day, Shen Lingyun did not take the disciple's words as a joke, but thought about it seriously, so to speak, the disciple really felt that some senior brothers in the sect were not quite right, and if you really want to say it, you can't say one, two, three." Yuan Ming looked distressed.

"In that case, you take my token to the Changle Peak Deacon Hall, and say that on my order, you have to check the travel records of all the disciples recently, and you find out what you think is suspicious, and bring it back." Shen Lingyun said, flipped his palm and took out a token, seeing Shen Lingyun so refreshing, Yuan Ming was pleasantly surprised, but there was still a trace of doubt in his heart.

"Master, with all due respect, aren't you afraid that this is really just a disciple's nightmare? He asked cautiously.

"It's okay to leave and right, not to mention that we're just investigating now, and we're not guilty, even if it's a no-brainer in the end, we won't lose anything. Besides, I know your temperament, I said when I brought you out of the Zhen family that you will be my only heir to the mantle, and you will also be my most trusted disciple. Shen Lingyun said with a smile.

Yuan Ming saw the "kind and sincere smile" on Shen Lingyun's face, and his heart was also quite touched, and he immediately solemnly waved at Shen Lingyun: "Master rest assured, the disciple will do his best to ensure that the ceremony of the sect is smooth and worry-free." ”

"Then I'll see." Shen Lingyun nodded, his eyes full of expectation.