There is no moon tonight, the clouds are low and the wind is strong.

Ling Ze passed through the protective formation above the Ruyi Hall and flew towards the Sunset Cliff.

There was a small blue lotus lamp hanging on the crooked neck tree on the edge of the cliff at dusk, faint but eye-catching.

Shuhua sat cross-legged under the tree and closed his eyes to cultivate, and when he heard the movement, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at him, and then smiled.

"Siza, you're back!"

She stood up and walked happily towards him.

Ling Ze asked uncertainly, "Are you waiting for me?" ”

Shuhua nodded: "Yes." ”

"What's the matter?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ling Ze's lips, even if he came to wait for him when he had something, it was excellent.

Shuhua said about the mission of the kingdom of Yu: "I heard that there is such a mission......

Ling Ze said calmly: "I haven't heard of this matter, you go to the deacon hall first to see if it's true." ”

Shuhua has already been there: "There is no such thing in the currently released missions, I heard that there are some top-secret missions, as well as relatively old ones, which can only be viewed by the position above the director." ”

Ling Ze immediately summoned Lingyang Immortal Monarch: "Take my warrant to investigate." ”

Lingyang Xianjun took off quickly, and Lingze's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "This task is not something they can touch, what should I do, do you know it in your heart?" ”

"Got it, Seat." Lingyang Immortal Jun secretly glanced at Shuhua.

The dryad is showing off her newfound microphone ruler to the Throne, and has added contacts to the Throne.

The two men sat facing each other, and although they were not so close to each other, they were very close.

Lingyang Immortal Jun had never seen that the Si Seat was so close and patient to other monks and even living beings.

He remembered the rumors and sighed faintly.

Forget it, it's not something he can touch, what to do, he knows in his heart.

The identity of the second division of the Hidden Killing Division + the Second Division of the Inspectorate can mobilize almost all the secret files in the Ruyi Palace.

Thanks to the chaotic management of the Ciheng Divine Monarch, countless old files were pressed under a thick spider web of dust.

Lingyang Immortal Jun frightened and found fault with a fierce spirit, and the immortal official in charge let him enter the warehouse to search for the file.

The monks who came out of the Inspectorate had their own unique way of searching for dossier information.

Lingyang Xianjun quickly found the dossier about the Kingdom of Yu.

He hid it quietly, and then took a few copies of the file to cover it up.

Flying near the Morning Twilight Cliff, I saw that the majestic deer demon was carrying a huge basket and was "humming" and climbing up.

He thought about it, and as soon as his fingers slipped, the deer demon fell, and rolled down the hill.

"Ah, my dish ......" the deer demon looked at the dish that had been spilled on the ground, and was sad.

Lingyang Xianjun tugged at the corners of his lips with satisfaction, finally he was not alone in grieving, let's hurt each other.

Under the crooked neck tree, Shuhua is brewing spiritual tea, and the seat is roasting spiritual meat.

She finished making tea and put a cup in the priest's hand.

After the chef finished roasting the meat, he put a plate in front of her.

One person drinks tea, one person eats meat, each has its own place, each has its own pleasure, and complements each other.

Lingyang Xianjun is proud, see how good he is! That eyeless deer demon dared to rob the priest's job!

"Si Zuo, my subordinates are here to restore my life!"

Lingyang Immortal Jun didn't dare to approach, standing a foot away, his expression was very serious.

"My subordinates have gone through all the secret files since the establishment of the Ruyi Palace, and I have never seen any mission from this country."

Shuhua was suspicious: "Have you searched through it all?" ”

"Of course."

Lingyang Xianjun shows off his dust-stained robe sleeves.

"If you don't believe it, you can take a look at me, tsk, it's not me who said, those guys really only eat and don't work.

The subordinates strongly suggested that the secretary put forward rectification suggestions, let the file room clean up and rectify the problem of file storage, and then strictly organize the acceptance ......"

"Well, it's up to you to write this rectification opinion, and after you finish this, you will be credited."

Ling Ze gave Lingyang Xianjun a smile with satisfaction, and then looked at Shuhua: "Who did you listen to about this?" Let him come to me. ”

Shuhua instinctively felt that it was better not to confess Su Daji, so he perfunctory: "They are only afraid that they are also spreading falsehoods." ”

Ling Ze no longer pursued, took out a file at random in the hands of Lingyang Immortal Jun, and handed it to her: "If you can't be idle, go do this task." ”

Shuhua opened it and said with satisfaction: "Although this is also very difficult, there are many rewards." The tragedy of the destruction of the Kongyang Sect of the Zhongshan Road was a sensation at the time, and I thought it had been dealt with a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to survive until now. ”

Hearing that it was this case, Ling Ze immediately frowned and wanted to go back to the file to take a closer look.

It is an old case from 300 years ago, and it is also the biggest crisis encountered by the Ruyi Temple since its establishment.

Once the largest sect in the mountain and sea realm, the tragedy of the destruction of the Kongyang Sect of Zhongshan Road.

The Kongyang Sect was wiped out overnight, and the entire sect was reduced to a place of resentment.

At that time, the main force of the monks of the Ruyi Hall was the monks of the Kongyang Sect, and they had a deep relationship with the sect.

Because the sect was in trouble, he went one after another to find out the truth, wanting to make the final salvation to his fellow teachers and friends.

Unexpectedly, one dragged two, two dragged three, and more and more monks were thrown in, but none of them came back, causing the number of monks in the Ruyi Hall to plummet by half.

That is, from that time on, the strength of the Ruyi Hall was greatly reduced, and the talents were scarce.

Until now, the Kong Yang Sect was still shrouded in a thick and dark aura of resentment, and there was not a single grass growing within a radius of ten miles around it.

But the strange thing is that other turbid lands will gradually expand the scope of erosion, but Kong Yang Sect will not.

It was so big then, and it's still that big now.

Before Shuhua finished reading it, the file was taken away by Ling Ze, which made her very curious.

She leaned over to look at it, and the more she looked, the more surprised she became.

"Hey, Sizuo, it is recorded here that the reason why the monks in the temple went to fill it in one after another was because they all heard the cries for help from their relatives and fellow disciples!"

"I hear it in my dreams, I hear it when I practice, I hear it when I eat, and I hear it when I go on a mission...... This spell is also terrifying...... How do I feel that the situation is somewhat similar to that of Shuyang Mountain? ”

She stared at Ling Ze's eyes and said very seriously, "Do you remember the glass bird that I said in my mission summary?" It's the one that will automatically announce that everything is safe and sound. ”

She accidentally met the eyes of the glass bird, and her soul was almost burned.

When the mission was over, the entire heinous array had been cut to nothing by Ling Ze and the Heaven Destroying Pavilion Lord, and the glass bird was naturally nowhere to be found.

Ling Ze lowered his eyes, not wanting to look at her: "Of course I remember." ”

Shuhua was unaware and made a bold guess.

"Could it be that there is also such a large glass bird in the Kongyang Sect, which makes a cry for help for all the disciples of the Kongyang Sect and lures everyone into the net?"

Lingyang Immortal Jun denied Shuhua's speculation.

"It's so targeted, it must be a blood relative, or a buried Gu, there are thousands of disciples of the Kongyang Sect, and there are many people who are not related by blood, so it is difficult to give Gu to so many people."

"Not necessarily!" Shuhua Road.

(End of chapter)