After all the low-level disciples entered the light of the main hall with more than ten scattered cultivators, Yang Modao took the lead in jumping off the flying sword and walked inward with Song Rui and Qiao Mengyu.

I don't know if Yang Modao did it on purpose, or if he simply forgot the existence of He Miaomiao and the other three foundation building periods.

He had no intention of driving them away and letting them find their own way, but let the four of them follow behind him, completely unguarded and unguarded.

Wei Changle felt that it was just right, if he didn't join him, there would naturally be disputes when he entered the inner hall, and he had to protect a few juniors in the middle of the golden pill, which was really more than enough and not enough.

The Yueyang Sect is the first major sect in Qinglang, the second in the Shangqing Sect, and the Xingyue Sect is not much behind.

As the leader of the three sects, Yang Modao seems to be extremely reasonable, and he has no ill will towards them, so even if Song Rui and Qiao Mengyu are dissatisfied and have a bad attitude, it is impossible to attack them in public.

This situation is much better than expected.

He Miaomiao's departure from the passage will definitely arouse the interest of everyone, including Yang Modao, so they will naturally become the best puzzle solvers.

As long as Yang Modao remains rational, their plan will not be difficult to achieve.

The four of them quietly followed behind the three sect masters, stepped into the thin white light, and came to the stone staircase below the main hall and on the platform.

The disciples and elders of the three sects and clans were all prostrate on the platform, and although they were extremely interested in the stone staircase that exuded strange power and the quaint and magnificent hall, none of them tried to get up and go up first.

Yang Modao, Song Rui and Qiao Mengyu are all among the leading monks in the East, and they have seen a lot of big scenes, and it is not the first time they have entered Dongtian, but when they saw this scene, they felt the breath emanating from the four sides of the hall, and their hearts were still shocked.

"The disciples of foundation building and qi refining are divided into two teams to enter the left and right halls, and they are not allowed to trespass on the main hall without an order!" Song Rui saw that the disciples were already ready to move, so he opened his mouth and ordered, as for how the elders of the Jindan period should act, they could only wait for Yang Modao to speak.

When a group of low-level disciples heard the order, they immediately took action, each of them took five loose cultivators to open the way, divided into two teams and bent over, and stepped on the stone stairs with respect, and none of them were knocked down by the power of the main hall.

Sanxiu had already told all the information about the main hall, but when he really felt the power that made people bend their waists, everyone still couldn't help but feel reverence.

It wasn't until the low-level disciples had walked all the stone stairs and slowly stood up that Yang Modao spoke:

"Although the passage cannot be teleported to the outside world, it is also a good opportunity for us to understand the secrets of contact. After entering the inner hall, please be careful, do not destroy any treasure at will, it may be a pillar, and it is also related to the passage. ”

As he spoke, He Miaomiao raised his eyelids and glanced cautiously, and found that the Jindan monks of the sect had also fallen a lot in the melee.

When entering the cave heaven, there were nearly thirty people in the Jindan period of the sect, and now there are only three consummation, seven late stage, and seven middle stage left, except for the three sect masters.

Among them is Zheng Chengde, the former head of Heshan, who is still in the late stage of Jindan, cowering and smiling, following behind a Jindan consummation, very flattering.

In He Miaomiao's memory, this person has always been strange and can save his life, and it is normal to be able to live until now.

But she never saw He Yangui's figure, and she didn't know if he had fallen or had not entered the cave at all.

The surviving Jindan monks all looked extremely calm, their breath was thick and solid, and their expressions were not frivolous, even when they saw Wei Changle and He Miaomiao, they only nodded slightly, not friendly, but also not hostile.

Hearing Yang Modao's command and warning, everyone hugged their fists and said yes, only Jin Dan Chengcheng in front of Zheng Chengde looked a little absent-minded, and looked at Song Rui as if he wanted to say something.

He glanced at Song Rui several times, and it was clear that he had something to say, but he refused to say it directly.

Everyone around him had already noticed his fluttering eyes, which made Song Rui feel displeased: "Master Xing, say whatever you want to say! Who will make this gesture to?"

Song Rui's tone was a little impatient, he was talking about business, but this person stared at him without eyes, if he didn't say it clearly, he was afraid that people would misunderstand what he had to do with his family.

When the head of the Xing family heard this, his face immediately became a little unbearable.

He still had a little hesitation and pity in his heart, but now he was also diluted by this attitude, and when he spoke, he inevitably brought out a little anger, and he seemed a little yin and yang: "Sect Master Song, your good son has fallen. ”

"You... What are you talking about?!" Song Rui let out a loud voice, his somewhat cold face was full of astonishment, and it took a long time before he seemed to react, his eyes were full of hatred and sorrow.

He didn't have the heart to feel what the tone of the Xing family master was, nor did he have the heart to observe the reactions on everyone's faces, and he didn't even have the heart to explore the hall in front of him.

At this moment, he only felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Sect Master Song, the two elders of the Xing family, Song Xian's nephew, and many disciples and juniors all died at the hands of that group of scattered cultivators. After speaking, the head of the Xing family glanced at Wei Changle, his eyes were neither sad nor joyful, but he couldn't see whether he knew whether this matter was done by Wei Changle, or if it was just a casual glance at the scattered cultivation.

With these few words, Song Rui seemed to be dozens of years old, and even his back and shoulders, which were always firm, had collapsed. It wasn't until Yang Modao opened his mouth and asked him to stay and wait that he woke up from his grief.

"Sect Master Yang, I'm fine, let's enter the hall. ”

Song Rui seemed to be back to normal, but his eyes were still a little confused, and it wasn't until he swept over the four Wei Changle who were following behind him that there was a trace of weird light.

Seeing this, He Miaomiao's heart tightened, and she immediately had a bad premonition, and was about to pull Wei Changle's sleeve, but was swept away by an extremely strong force, and together with Bai Muhe and Li Xiaojiang, she was lifted into the air and fell on the stone ladder with a bang.

He Miaomiao only felt that her spine and shoulder blades were in severe pain, there should be a lot of fractures, and she couldn't even stand up, and the same was true for Bai Muhe and Li Xiaojiang beside her.

Since all three of them fell to the ground on their backs and did not bend forward, the pressure of the stone ladder also caused them to be hit again.

When they looked at Wei Changle, they saw him standing firmly on top of the flying sword, looking a little embarrassed, as if he had dodged a fatal attack. And Song Rui, who suddenly made a move, has been restrained by Yang Modao and others, and it is difficult to act rashly.

"Sect Master Yang! Scattered cultivation is not credible!" Song Rui's heart was churning, hatred, anger, and grief were mixed, and he was almost swallowed up by these emotions.

Yang Modao didn't even change his expression, he only patted him on the back very lightly, and comforted him without any ups and downs: "Song Daoyou mourns, if you are really embarrassed, you will stay here and wait." ”

Song Rui, whose breath was tumbling and his coercion was exposed, heard his undoubted words, and felt the powerful power on his back, and suddenly like a hungry tiger with its teeth extracted, he dragged his steps out of the hall and did not look behind him again.