After a few days, Wan Zhuo returned to Hanrui's courtyard to breathe and gather energy. Try to perceive new spells, however, for spells other than fire attributes, it is too slow to enter the realm. When I was depressed. Fei Peng's voice suddenly resounded throughout Ganglan Peak.

"All the disciples above the eighth level of Qi refining, gather in the main hall of Ganglan Peak!"

The voice was repeated three times, and Wan Zhuo could hear the eagerness in the voice. Put down the scroll and assemble in the main hall.

This is the first time Wan Zhuo has come to the main hall of Ganglan Peak, the main hall is supported by six large pillars of coiling dragons, and incense is lit around it. It was already early for Wan Zhuo to arrive at the main hall, and there were still more than a dozen disciples of the eighth layer of qi refining, and at the top were the senior brothers of the foundation building period who were sitting cross-legged and had not gone to the front line, all of them closed their eyes and sat quietly, although the qi refining disciples below had a quiet round, they did not dare to make a loud noise.

After another period of time, Fei Peng's eyes swept the number of people below, forty-eight people, all of them were there. Fei Peng stood up and said, "Senior disciples, be quiet. Something happened to Qingyun City!"

Seeing that there was no sound below, Fei Peng continued: "Today, there are other peak disciples who went to Ziwei Hall to deliver letters, only to find that there is no one there for a long time. It's weird!"

"I remember that Ziwei Hall was rotated by Han Qing Daoyou of Tianlan Peak, and he was a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. Another seated monk took over.

"Later, that disciple went to the Fei family on Yuankou Avenue to check" Fei Peng paused for a moment, and said with a gloomy face: "Similarly, there is no one in the Fei family, and there are slight traces of fighting at the scene, but my Fei family is guarded by two monks in the foundation building period, and there is a large gate protection array."

Fei Peng continued: "Not only my Fei family and Ziwei Hall, but also other sects and sects, all of them have more or less similar situations! Today, the disciples of the Thirteen Peaks of the True Purple View are dispatched at the same time, and they are bound to arrest the real culprit. This is a flare, and once a suspicious trace is found, it should not be lightly entered. ”

After Fei Peng finished speaking, he handed out signal flares to everyone.

"The direction of our search is Hey, Senior Brother Wan Zhuo!" Fei Peng was just about to explain the direction of the search, and Wan Zhuo had already rushed out alone. Later, two more followed.

It turned out that when Wan Zhuo heard that Ziwei Hall was attacked, his mind was already in turmoil, and there was no one left. Yesterday, no, how is Huang Qi doing now? Wan Zhuo just wanted to drive the cloud away, but was held down by a person behind him. Wan Zhuo just wanted to be angry, but saw that it was Han Rui. I had to say in a muffled voice: "Senior sister, what are you doing, let go of me!"

Han Rui said: "What's wrong with you, if something happens to the Fei family, Senior Brother Fei Peng can hold back, why are you so impulsive?

"It's his little lover. Bai Zhang, who was beside Han Rui, spoke.

"Senior brother, have you refined qi at the eighth level?" Wan Zhuo said in surprise.

"Seventh floor, I brought him here. Han Rui said calmly, "You are acting alone, it's too dangerous, I'll go with you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a paper boat from the space bag, and the paper boat quickly grew in size in front of him, and did not stop growing until the space that could accommodate four people stopped. Han Rui jumped into the paper boat first, and then greeted Bai Zhang and Wan Zhuo.

"Come in!"

After the three of them sat down, Han Rui took out three more spirit stones and put them into the three holes of the paper boat that were specially used to hold spirit stones. The spirit stone brilliance flashed, and the paper boat rushed out in an instant.

In the air, the three of them saw that the True Purple View was completely lively. The disciples of the Thirteen Peaks dispatched at the same time, and even Yu Mei Zhenjun of Tianlan Peak was standing in the air, his eyes shining brightly, as if he was looking for something.

The paper boat landed smoothly on the square of Ziwei Hall, and there were already disciples who came first waiting here. Without saying a word, Wan Zhuo rushed to the room next to the medicine garden. Han Rui and Bai Zhang also followed closely behind him.

Along the way, everything around me didn't move, but all the medicinal herbs in the medicine garden seemed to have been eaten up by something.

Wan Zhuo violently pushed Huang Qi's room open, the incense in the furnace was still lit, and everything else was not touched. Wan Zhuo's mind is very confused now, and he has been thinking about the bits and pieces with Huang Qi. However, there is one sentence that always lingers in Wan Zhuo's mind.

"Senior brother, cultivation is so dangerous, why do you still want to cultivate immortals?"

Why are you cultivating immortals? Why the hell? Wan Zhuo held his chest and suddenly knelt on the ground weakly. Even the calls of Hanrui and Bai Zhang sounded very far away to him. Suddenly, something exploded in Wan Zhuo's mind, and an ape demon's roar resounded through Ziwei Hall.

Many disciples began to gather around, and one of them, a monk from the foundation building period, was about to step forward to restrain the restless Wan Zhuo. Hearing the sound of a crisp flute, the flow of the air around him seemed to slow down a lot, and the cool summer breeze of July seemed to blow into Wan Zhuo's mind, helping Wan Zhuo to subdue that restless emotion.

After a song of clear music was over, Wan Zhuo finally lay on the ground panting and stopped talking.

"Hey, are you okay?" Han Rui shook Wan Zhuo's head.

"It's fine. Wan Zhuo turned his head and suddenly stared at a bug on the ground, stunned. He asked rhetorically, "Senior Sister Hanrui, do you know what this strange insect is?"

"It's just an ordinary soul devouring insect, why are you suddenly asking this?" Han Rui also wanted to catch the insect and take a closer look, but was caught by Wan Zhuo.

"No, there are some problems, I'll take a closer look!" The foundation building monk next to him pinched a few spells, and an orange earth aura was sprinkled on this insect like pollen.

In just a moment, the aura wrapped around the insect was devoured by the insect, and the insect also became significantly larger, revealing a more vicious expression.

Wan Zhuo's expression began to become unnatural, and he remembered the pedestrian he had bumped into on the street a few days ago, and there was also such a bug crawling on his face.

"Senior brother, do you know of any Taoist who keeps this kind of insect in captivity. Bai Zhang asked on the side.

"It stands to reason that only the Zijin Temple in the Seven Views will deliberately keep this kind of spirit insect in captivity"

"Then is there a Taoist priest who wears a Taoist robe that only shows his eyes?" Wan Zhuo suddenly asked.

The foundation building monk thought for a while, and suddenly showed a frightened expression on his face, and muttered to himself, "It won't be like that, it's a big trouble!"

After saying this, the foundation building period monk rode the clouds and hurriedly left in the direction of the True Purple Temple. A Qi Refining Cultivator next to him shouted, "Senior Brother Huang Jian, where are you going?"

Wan Zhuo didn't care about the departure of the foundation building monk, but asked eagerly, "Senior sister, do you have any spells to detect the coming and going of this worm?"

"This" Hanrui shook his head.

"I have!"

When everyone turned around, they saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child carrying a large box on his back, standing beside an old man. Seeing that this person was not wearing a True Ziguan Xuanqing Dao robe, Wan Zhuo couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

"Bai family, Bai Feng. ”