"Yuemei (Youruo) meets the palace master"

"Yang Xuan (Wu Sisan) has seen the palace master"

"Excuse me" The old voice sounded, and when he entered the hall, he saw a person sitting on the golden throne at the head of the hall, with a slender figure, white beard and hair, wrinkled face, and cloudy eyes that could not block the sharp essence. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the huge hall, except for the old woman, there is only one woman in plain clothes, afraid that in the year of cardamom, she holds a fan on the side, and she can't stop gently inciting, and she doesn't care about everything that happens below, and she looks very humble.

"Yuemei, the matter of the ghost palace, can there be a result?"

"Palace master, the ghost palace is very strange, there is a soul race in it, I look at the disciples of the Heavenly Palace, I have been in it for a hundred years, and all of them have been taken by this thing, devouring flesh and blood, devouring the soul ......"

"As for the treasure...... Yuemei has never been found" After saying this, Yang Xuan's heart was slightly cold, although he had not told all the things about the living spirit inkstone, but the vision at the time of the breakthrough could not be faked, but the beautiful woman in front of him did not say it, but let himself indirectly inherit her love.

"So...... That's it, that kind of divine thing, since the fate of the person to get it, the fate of the law is not enough, you can't force it" The old woman said, sighing faintly, but her cloudy eyes noticed Yang Xuan and the two in front of the hall.

Seeing this, Yuemei hurriedly spoke, "Palace Master, these two are Shenguang monks, I see that their talent is not low, and their strength is not weak, so they are brought into the palace......"

"But to participate in the Cloud Desolate Tower Fight?"

"Exactly!"

"Hmm" The old woman replied softly, but her eyes became fierce for a moment, and the majestic and vast coercion burst out from her seemingly weak body, instantly condensing on the side of Yang Xuan and the others, and the distance between the moon and the moon was very close, but it was as if she had never felt it at all.

Not to mention the degree of coercion, this control alone has proved that this old woman's superb cultivation and strength.

Abruptly, as if the sky was tilting, the endless fierce momentum covered Yang Xuan and the fat man, and the weight was on their bodies, although the two of them were shocked, their faces did not change, but their slightly trembling bodies showed that they were not easy at this moment, and the momentum and coercion of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Yang Xuan held up the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Prison in his body, and the rich golden thunder light flashed everywhere in his body, but it was intact and covered by his clothes, and his body suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

And the fat man on the side seemed to have his own means, and after a short period of pressure, he even seemed to be light.

This coercion lasted for a long time, the old woman nodded slowly, and the coercion was reined in, and everyone only felt that the oppressive atmosphere was relaxed in an instant, and it actually returned to its previous state.

"Two dolls are good, one is true and the other is Shennianzang, but they can withstand my momentum without showing their backs"

"The palace master praised it falsely, thanks to the mercy of the palace master's subordinates......"

Unexpectedly, the old woman waved her hand and interrupted Yang Xuan's next words, "There is nothing to be merciless, if you two can't even resist my momentum, then now, I can't say that the old body is going to kick you out of my Wangtian Palace."

The meaning of her words was already clear, Yang Xuan and the others were already disciples of Wangtian Palace, but they didn't know that in normal times, no matter how strong their strength and talent were, they would never be able to worship them if they acted rashly.

After all, Wangtian Palace is a five-grade sect, and its own rules have rarely been broken, if it weren't for Yuemei and Youruo putting on a recommending look this time, it would not have been possible, or unknown.

Yang Xuan and the fat man understood the joints, just a little temptation, and they determined the identities of the two, if it were not for the help of Youruo and others in such a simple assessment, they would not believe it.

Looking at it this way, it is invisibly owed, no, two great favors.

"Palace master, Yuemei still has a clear thing"

"Oh, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"I went to the Shenguang Chongwu Gate beforehand to take a look, but I found that Chongwu was robbed, and thousands of monks under the sect, from the elders to the ordinary disciples, all fell into it, and the death was miserable, and the other three major sects in the Shenguang Land Realm were the same, it seems to be from the same person's hands."

The old woman's face changed suddenly, this matter is not small, people in the cultivation world have encountered great difficulties, Wangtian Palace is the first sect in the Southern Regions, but she has not received even a trace of news, and according to her description, this kind of method seems to be something that only people in the Demon Dao can do.

"Really?"

Yue Mei just wanted to respond, but Yang Xuan beside her suddenly spoke, "Palace Master, don't hide it, the junior is a monk of the Divine Light Heavy Martial Sect"

"Oh, do you know why?"

Yang Xuan shook his head gently, "The juniors left the sect to go out to practice a few years ago, but what happened during this period is not very clear, but the juniors suspect that this seems to have something to do with the grudges that the juniors formed in the early years."

"Today, I visited the palace master, not asking for anything else, but asking for the power of the Heavenly Palace to help the younger generation find out where the murderer was hiding, so as to comfort the teacher and the soul in the sky. ”

As soon as he spoke, Yang Xuan gave a deep salute, and a strong resentment around his body condensed and did not emit, lingering around his body, which was extremely terrifying.

The old woman nodded slightly, this matter can't be investigated with all her heart, if it is really the devil's way of evil, maybe one day, it will grow to the point where it is enough to threaten the Wangtian Palace, this point can be glimpsed from the fact that the four major third-grade sects were all destroyed, but there was no news that came out.

"Excuse me, you are now a disciple of my Wangtian Palace, such a big thing, the old body will naturally not stand idly by" The old woman said, the old man's face was full of solemnity, and he didn't know what to think.

After a long time, he finally spoke: "Let's tell me in detail."

Yang Xuan nodded, and said slowly, "In the ghost palace, the juniors have a little chance to ......" in a few words, but it was all about the key things, the illusion encountered in the ghost palace, his own whim, and the battle of the flood desolation trial a few months ago, and the grievances with Shen Fusheng were all explained.

The more the old woman listened, the more solemn her face became, and he had also heard a little about the desolation trial, although there were many opportunities, but it was even more weird and inexplicable, and in the Wangtian Palace, there was no shortage of resources such as those heavenly treasures and spiritual things and fairy grasses, so she did not get involved in it, but if the disciples had thoughts, they should take a look, and they should be experienced.

Now, listening to what he said, if all of this was really done by the young man named Shen Fusheng, he must have found some great demonic inheritance in this desolate secret realm, so that he could return to the peak in just a few months under the condition that all his cultivation was abolished, and there was a breakthrough, and the strength was strong enough to be able to shake the elders of the Creation Realm of the major third-grade sects.

It is indeed a bit difficult to be silent, at least not to let the news leak out.

The heavy actions now seem to involve the extremely strange demonic methods, and Rong has to wait solemnly.

"If that's the case...... That's a big deal."

The old woman sighed faintly, if it was only Shen Fusheng alone, it would be difficult to do it, but it was only a little difficult to find his hiding place, but such a big action didn't seem like it could be done by one person.

There was silence for a long time, and the scene fell into a strange atmosphere, the old woman didn't speak, and the rest of the others didn't dare to speak up, they now also realized that behind this matter, it was not just the destruction of the four sects, but also some other secrets, but it was not something that they could get involved in this realm.

After a while, the old woman slowly spoke, "The matter here is not trivial, you wait to cultivate in the Wangtian Palace first, and the old woman will investigate this matter."

"Yuemei, you go and arrange it, just arrange this Yang Xuan and this Wu Sisan to enter the inner gate, and tell them about the matters of my Wangtian Palace, and after seven days, prepare the inner disciples to ascend to the platform."

The old woman's voice came out slowly, revealing a firmness that could not be questioned.

"Yes" Yue Mei replied, then turned around and motioned for a few people to leave, and she should walk out of the hall first.

After a while, in the entire hall, only the old woman and the disciple who shook the fan remained, the old woman waved her hand, and sent it back, the old man's eyebrows were furrowed, pondering for a long time, and took out a jade slip from the Sumeru ring, as if she had sorted out her thoughts, and passed on the news.

Then, with a faint sigh, "The Demon Dao has disappeared for thousands of years, and now, is it really going to reappear mysterious?"

......

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Out of the main hall, everyone's hearts were a little heavy, there was mourning for the people of the four major sects, and there was even more resentment towards the perpetrators, as well as incomprehension and helplessness about what the Lord of the Wangtian Palace said.

Yang Xuan, on the other hand, is more inclined to the first two, he doesn't have the kind of ambition to eliminate the Demon Dao as his own responsibility, before today, he didn't even know what the Demon Dao was, what the Demon Dao represented, he just wanted to find out the murderer as soon as possible and pay tribute to the fallen fellow monks.

Until now, even if there is no basis, Yang Xuan is more and more convinced that this matter is what Shen Fusheng did, although he can't figure out the middle joint, but his intuition is like this, sometimes, when a cultivator acts, intuition can also be said to be a large part of the factor of perception, this is not a lie, otherwise, there will be no whim.

It's a mysterious thing, how can it give a similar theoretical support?

"From now on, you are also my disciples in the inner gate of the Wangtian Palace, and you have to know a little about the things in the palace" Yuemei spoke at the right time, interrupting everyone's thoughts and pulling them back to the status quo.

Seeing that Yang Xuan came back to her senses, Yuemei nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly, as if she had a feeling in her heart, she took out the jade slip from the jade bracelet in her hand, and sensed it carefully, her face became more and more solemn

"Huh?"

"You go and take them to familiarize yourself with the situation in Wangtian Palace in a while, Aunt Mei still has something to do"

"Oh, good," Yuruo agreed cheerfully.

Seeing this, Yuemei nodded slightly, smiled at Yang Xuan and the others, turned around, and rushed to the main hall.

"Where did Aunt Mei go?"

"I don't know, I guess it should be the meaning of the palace master."

The fat man stopped speaking, Yang Xuan was also silent, and the group of three walked unhurriedly in the huge square, the atmosphere was delicate, but with the puzzled eyes of the monks who came and went, they looked a little uncomfortable.