readx; Zhao Zheng sat and thought about it, and after a while, his mind was a little dizzy, just like a schoolchild sitting in the school. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nameless Mu Ran sat down, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Shen Canruo was anxious in his heart, although he was sitting upright, his eyes were turning left and right, his hands were scratching, and he didn't have a moment of peace, he didn't know what the master meant by talking about this old thing in this situation, and what did this old thing have to do with him.

Nameless said again: "On the seventh night of the death of the ancestor master, it was very dark that night, there was no starlight in the sky, and the moon was faintly revealed.

At this time, a young disciple inadvertently raised his head, and suddenly saw a faint figure floating in the air not far away, the disciple panicked, shouted, everyone looked in the direction he pointed, sure enough, under the light moon, there was a person's shadow in the air, the shadow was tall and straight, it was clearly the shadow of a man, the shadow waved in the air, doing all kinds of movements.

All the disciples were shocked, and they all drew their swords to protect in front of the ancestral master's spiritual shed.

They looked around in a hurry, not knowing where the figure came from and how it was reflected in the air.

The surrounding woods were whistling, the wind was blowing, and the disciples surrounded the surroundings, and there was nothing unusual at that time.

Thousands of swords shone cold, chilling in the dark night.

All the disciples were vigilant, and they all looked at the dark shadow in the air.

He's a demon, and let's see what he's up to.

After a while, the black shadow danced in the air, and the dance seemed to be a mournful dance.

Every move and gesture is full of sorrow.

That dance is clearly a mourning dance.

Although there is no mourning music that touches people's hearts, every move of the dance involves people's hearts, making people feel sad about it.

Sadness couldn't help but come to their hearts, and some disciples couldn't help but see the tip of their swords hanging to the ground, and the corners of their eyes were moist.

What's more, they began to mourn and weep lowly.

Everyone was obsessed with it for a long time, and suddenly there was a boom in their ears.

The sound came from the spirit shed, and I saw the flames bursting out, and all the disciples crowded to rush over.

Facing what they saw, all the disciples crowded in the spirit shed were dumbfounded.

I saw that the coffin of the ancestor was split in half from top to bottom by some sharp weapon, the sawdust was scattered, and the body of the ancestor had long been missing.

The disciples were speechless, at a loss.

It's just something that happens in a split second.

What happened at this moment, no one knows, it just gave them such a cruel reality.

Master Zu is gone!

The disciples were like exploding a pot, like a lost dog, looking for them in the west, where could they still see a hair of the ancestor.

When I looked into the sky again, the black shadow was gone.

All the disciples felt a chill in their hearts, and all the disciples were attracted by the black shadow dance, and they were obviously bewitched by the demons.

It was not until the early morning of the second day that the disciples truly believed that the body of the ancestor had really disappeared.

Just as he was sorting out the broken coffin, he unexpectedly found a burden in a small corner under the coffin.

There are a few things wrapped in this baggage.

It's the seven magic weapons.

The disciples were shocked, and then they were shocked.

The appearance of seven magic weapons for no reason, I don't know where they came from, is completely inexplicable.

What happened in this short period of time, no one can guess the mystery.

In front of everyone's eyes, how could the body of the ancestor disappear out of thin air?

Did the demons steal it?

Is it the autopsy of the grandfather?

If the demon stole the body of the ancestor, why did he leave these magic weapons?

If it was Master Zu's own autopsy and ascension to heaven, why did there appear a demon phantom in the air?

All kinds of questions, but they are all at a loss.

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng's heart suddenly changed: "It turns out that those seven magic weapons are from such a background, it's really incredible, but I don't know what the seven magic weapons are?"

I only heard the nameless son and said: "Those seven magic weapons were originally not the things of this sect, they appeared out of thin air, it is really a mystery that has not been solved, and another mystery is born, and what is even more surprising is that those seven magic weapons actually have a spell to drive them, as if they were intended to stay."

The disciples cleaned up the mess and re-made the old clothes of the ancestor into a coffin and buried it.

In addition to sorrow, reorganize the portal.

After that, many parties sent people down the mountain to investigate, but they didn't hear anything unusual.

The people also implicated the devil in the matter, but they never heard a word from the devil again.

Because the origin of the seven magic weapons was unknown, no one dared to act rashly, so they were shelved and hidden in the mountains.

In hundreds of years, nothing unusual has happened.

And these are all mysteries, which have not yet been solved.

When Nameless said this, his gaze was far-reaching, and the depth seemed to have traveled hundreds of years and returned to the scene at that time.

On that gloomy night, a group of disciples waited in front of the ancestral master's spiritual shed, mourning.

There is also a black shadow out of nothing, dancing in the air.

Nameless fell silent.

Zhao Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief, "It turns out that this was hundreds of years ago, and time flies so quickly!"

Nameless slowly turned up, and said: "Since the ancestor master immortal gone, I sent disciples no longer incompetent, only conscientious, self-dedicated, hundreds of years, although there is no great merit, there is no great fault, this is standing in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years without falling." Unexpectedly, this generation has come to a smart and handsome disciple with clear bones, alas, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse?"

Zhao Zheng wondered, "Of course it's a blessing to have such a smart person." ”

Shen Canruo heard that the master was tactfully reproaching himself, and kowtowed: "Master, the apprentice is not filial." ”

Nameless sighed, "Ruo'er, the teacher knows that you have a reason for stealing treasures, but you are too extreme, but it is against the peace of our people, these seven magic weapons are a major matter that my sect has not yet resolved, and they must not be used before the mystery is revealed, otherwise, the consequences will be difficult to predict." Ruo'er, for the sake of today, you must quickly return the seven magic treasures to their original places. ”

Shen Canruo listened to these words of the nameless son, his face suddenly turned pale, his body trembled, and he said, "No, ......"

Zhao Zheng couldn't have imagined that he would disobey his master's orders so categorically, which would never happen to him.

Shen Canruo saw that the nameless son was resolute, and persuasion was useless, so he kowtowed and said, "Master, the unfilial disciple has gone." ”

stood up, and in a whirlwind, he disappeared.

Zhao Zheng looked left and right, and saw that Shen Canruo's figure disappeared so quickly, and thought: "This ruthless and unrighteous disciple actually said to leave, and walked so fast." ”

Hearing Shen Canruo's figure flickering, Nameless did not look back, and sat silently.

He knew that this apprentice was arrogant, and it would be futile to stop him at this time, but now let his temperament go first, let him suffer some hardships, and then refine it one day, and he will definitely achieve a career.