In the morning, Luoyang City was deserted, and there were few people in sight on the entire street.

On the pier outside the city, the ferryman slept soundly on the flagpole. At the end of the flagpole sprouted a large white and round lantern, the flame of which had been extinguished for a long time, leaving only an empty shell to float back and forth in the wind.

Gradually, scattered customers began to board the pier. Most of these customers are only seventeen or eighteen years old, and there is a wisp of aura lingering in the dantian, and they should all be Xuanyuan disciples who have only been building Yuan for a short time.

According to the rules of the Xuanyuan Sect, only disciples who have opened the vein can enter the authentic sect and continue their cultivation. It's just that the rules are dead, but people are alive, not to mention those children of the family who grew up in the sect, they are ordinary disciples, if the talent is a little better, they can also enter the sect and then open the pulse after being favored by the family. Over the years, Xuanyuan families have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, recruiting talents everywhere, and there is an endless stream of young disciples who come to take boats to the major families every day.

Among the crowd, a young man dressed as a scholar was the most eye-catching, for no other reason than because the Dao species he was carrying was the same Jiuyang Shenluo as Bai Yanxi.

Cultivators have always followed strength, and since the young man was the only disciple with a second-grade Dao seed among the crowd, he naturally became the object of praise and stammering.

In the sound of compliments, the young man who was already quite proud became more and more proud, and his words were full of pointers. After talking, everyone learned that he had won the favor of the ancestor of the Zhong family, and he was going to be accepted as a closed disciple today, and they were even more envious and jealous. You must know that there are countless large and small families in the Xuanyuan Sect, among which in addition to the Bai family and the three doors and six households, the Zhong family is the strongest, and there are five Jindan monks in the clan. It's just that the Zhong family has a slightly shallow background, and it lacks Yuanying Xuanxiu, so it can't be compared with the three doors and six households for the time being.

When the new sun jumped out of the mountain, the boatman finally woke up slowly. He glanced at the guests on the dock, and seeing that there were already a large number of them, he took out the cable that was attached to the stake and threw it back into the boat. When the young men saw him like this, they all silenced their voices and gathered around to prepare to board the ship and go to the various families.

Under the control of the boatman, the ferry slowly retreated from the pier, and then carried everyone to the depths of the Tianchi Pond. Not far from the boat, various islands slowly appeared in the light mist. The islands are large and small, some are barren and inhabited, and some are faintly visible caves hidden in the deep mountains and old forests. Further on, the islands gradually increased, and occasionally you can see a solemn hall standing along the island.

At this point, the boat suddenly crossed an arc, avoided the center of the Tianchi, and turned to the shore on the other side. The green hills on the shore are undulating, and you can sometimes see the period when the mansions with different shapes are located. A group of young people walked towards the rising sun, looking at the green hills on the shore retreating like dumb melons, and they were indescribably high-spirited.

A gust of wind blew, and there was a sudden hint of bloody smell in the thick water vapor. The ship was full of cultivators, and their five senses were extremely keen, and they noticed something strange in an instant.

"Look over there!"

When everyone heard the sound, they saw a pier by the water in the distance. Scarlet blood was flowing down the edge of the dock, staining a nearby body of water a blood-red. Beyond the dock was a bluestone staircase, and the bubbling blood was flowing down the stairs.

The other end of the stairs is submerged in the forest, winding and winding to the point where it leads. Just when everyone was still secretly suspicious, the look on the face of the young man dressed as a scholar changed suddenly, and it turned pale in an instant.

Luo Lingchao galloped all the way with his subordinate disciples and scattered cultivators, and soon left the Xuanyuan Realm, which was a little smoother than he imagined. Luo Lingchao didn't know the situation in the Xuanyuan Sect, and thought that everything was done by Qin Yu in secret, and he felt inexplicably surprised in his heart.

"I knew that Qin Gongzi had such a means, why did I bother to pull these stragglers to come and make up the numbers!"

Luo Lingchao glanced at the group of scattered cultivators wandering around the periphery, and regretted it in his heart.

In this extermination order, Qin Yu gave a full 10 million spirit beads as a reward. In this way, these casual cultivators are just running errands with them, and each person can get nearly 40,000 spirit beads.

The cliff in front of him was already in sight, but the stone platform was empty. Luo Lingchao remembered that he hadn't even asked for a deposit from that Qin Gongzi, so he did it in a hurry. He scratched his head, and suddenly there was a slight sense of ridicule in his heart.

The elder sent by Qin Yu to lead the way couldn't help but sigh when he saw his hall master crying and laughing, and then untied his Qiankun armbag and handed it over.

Luo Lingchao swept his senses and found that twenty black wooden boxes were densely stored in Qiankun's sleeve bag. Each wooden box is stacked with round and full top-grade spirit beads, no more, no less, 50,000 in number.

"It turns out that Qin Gongzi has already prepared!"

Luo Lingchao took the sleeve and was about to speak, but the elder arched his hand and said in a low voice: "Hall Master, this is the matter, I will wait for this to return to Gongzi." ”

Luo Lingchao patted the elder on the shoulder when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, you can stay by Gongzi Qin's side and listen to the order, don't fall into the prestige of my Shadow Killing Palace!"

When the elder heard this, he immediately bowed his hand to the other fellow doors, and led the people out of the place.

At noon, the news of the destruction of the Zhong family had already spread. Bai Yanhua, who was surrounded by the Bai family, couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and asked sharply, "Have you ever found out who did it?"

The servant who came to deliver the message bowed and whispered, "Zongzheng Hall only said that the Zhong family was slaughtered, and did not mention anything else!"

"Could it be the ancestor of the Zhao family?"

Bai Yanhua shook his head when he thought about it, the Bai family's arrangement against the ancestor of the Zhao family this time can be described as foolproof, even if the ancestor of the Zhao family escapes, it is impossible to have the strength to be so ruthless to the Zhong family.

"If it weren't him, he wouldn't have been!"

When the Bai family was besieged before, Bai Yanhua suspected that Qin Yu was not dead, and now that he learned about the Zhong family, he became more and more convinced that Qin Yu was still alive. Thinking about it so far, his face was not sad but happy, and he said secretly: "I was worried that after this time, there will be no chance to cure you." I never thought you were so breathless. If you want to die, I will give you a ride!"

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze, his expression returned to composure, and he commanded in a cold voice: "Send a message to the hall master of the Zongzheng Palace, and ask him to immediately send someone to Xiping Arakawa to lock Qin Yu!"

When the servant heard this, he was about to turn around and leave, but he was stopped by Bai Yanhua and told him: "Find some more people to spread the news, and say that the Zhong family's tragedy was committed by Qin Yu, the leader of the Vermilion Bird Army!"

The servant said yes again, and then slowly exited the house.

When the group sent by the Zongzheng Hall landed on Cloud Island, Qin Yu was discussing with his subordinates in the hall. When the servant in charge of the message entered the palace to report the matter, he just sneered and said, "Let them wait outside!"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the matter, and continued to tell Zhao Jian and others about the follow-up arrangements in detail. After the explanation of everything was completed, it was already an hour, Qin Yu glanced at Zhao Jian, Yang Zhen and He Ting below, and said in a deep voice: "All the arrangements, have you written them down?"

Hearing this, the three of them bowed down and saluted, saying, "Subordinate, remember!"

Qin Yu nodded at this time and let them go down.

The group of people in the main hall of the sect came in a grand manner, and they didn't even see the face of the main master, so they were hung for more than an hour, and they were angry in their hearts. It's just that they are angry and angry, but they don't dare to show half of it. After all, several people from the Tongyuan Hall are still hanging not far away!

"Ladies and gentlemen, our military master is invited!"

The group of people in the main hall of the sect glanced at each other, and then buried their heads and walked into the main hall.

Everyone entered the main hall and looked up, only to see a soft-faced young man sitting on a ninth-step platform. The young man was dressed in a brocade robe and carried a simple silver arm guard in his right hand, which was nothing special, but it was faintly intimidating for some reason.

"This person is just a cultivator of the Ming Qi Realm, and he can give birth to such a momentum, which is really extraordinary!"

The leader of the group was heartbroken, and then bowed and saluted, and said honestly: "I am waiting for the order of the hall master to come and ask the Qin army master to go back and question!"

"Oh?"

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, "Since this is the case, have you ever obtained the official document of the Wuzhen Palace?"

The person who took the lead looked stunned when he heard this, shook his head, and said, "I haven't obtained it yet!"

Qin Yu nodded when he heard this, and was about to refuse, but he turned his eyes again, nodded after a little groaning, and said, "In that case, Qin will go with you!"

As he spoke, he rose up and stepped off the high platform.

When the group of people in the Zongzheng Hall saw that he was willing to go, they were already thankful in their hearts, and they couldn't care about anything else, so they followed Qin Yu out of the main hall in a hurry. At first glance, it looked like Qin Yu was about to travel with a few followers.

As soon as Qin Yu left Cloud Island, Mo Changji above the sky learned about it. After a little thought, this Xuanyuan Sect Master expected what Qin Yu was thinking, and said secretly: "This son is really clever, and he actually wants to break the situation with this." In this case, I will plan and completely cut off his thoughts!"

Mo Changji thought of this, smiled slightly, and instructed the young man in green shirt standing aside: "The matter of the Zhao family has been resolved, take everyone back!"

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes again, and continued to command: "Another order to Elder Qi to sneak into the main hall of the sect!"

When the young man in the green shirt heard this, he made a respectful promise, and then stepped out of the main hall.

After the young man left, Mo Changji smiled again and whispered to himself: "Clever mind, great courage, big wrists, just polish the sharpness is a high-grade killing sword!