The old servant glanced at Ye Qiuqi up and down, but he didn't have any other looks, no arrogance, and no humility.

"You're a disciple of Lingyun Pavilion?"

The old servant saluted, and asked.

Hearing this, Ye Qiuqi was slightly surprised, and he didn't know how this old servant could see that he was a subordinate of Jingxu.

However, the other party is so old, his cultivation is not good, but his experience is not shallow, and it is not strange that he can see his identity, so Ye Qiuqi did not get entangled, and responded:

"Yes. ”

"Why is the little brother here?"

"Don't dare. ”

Hearing the old servant's respectful words, Ye Qiuqi hurriedly returned the salute and said, "I saw that a senior brother came here, and I have never visited the Pure Yang Palace, so I came to take a look." ”

"The Pure Yang Palace has been abandoned for a long time, you can go back. ”

The old servant waved his hand, but refused to accept Ye Qiuqi.

Of course, Ye Qiuqi was so comfortable as expected, he didn't plan to enter this Pure Yang Palace, and as soon as his heart moved, he continued to ask, "Why did the senior brother come here?"

"I was ordered by the head of the family to investigate some old things. ”

"Old things?"

Ye Qiuqi was suspicious in his heart.

Yuxu Zhenren is the master of the Fuxi Sect, and he has been in charge of the sect for more than a hundred years, so what old things will he not know? It seems that Mu Zhen, this kid, also regards himself as the future leader. Ye Qiuqi said in his heart, of course, this is human nature, but he didn't care.

But what is this old thing?

Afterwards, Ye Qiuqi chatted with the old servant a few more words, but he couldn't get the slightest useful answer, so he had no choice but to leave. But in my heart, there are still many doubts.

......

Lingyun Pavilion.

The sunset is dyed, and the most beautiful thing in the world is nothing more than that.

However, in this gradually approaching twilight, Ye Qiuqi did not have the time to stop and watch. Slowly pushed open the door of Lingyun Pavilion and stepped in, his brows furrowed, not knowing what to think.

For a whole day, he secretly followed Lin Ao and traveled to almost every private place on Luoyan Peak. The Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the back mountain, and even the Silent Heaven also quietly found out some news after Lin Ao left. Of course, Lin Ao still didn't know what he was investigating, but he found some other information.

About, dust-free.

"Qin Chuan's master has such a big background. ”

Ye Qiuqi sighed in his heart.

Lin Ao didn't find out what he was looking for, but when he followed him to the Scripture Pavilion, he saw a book that recorded the history of Fuximen, and found some clues that had been deliberately covered up.

At that time, Yuxu Zhenren had a junior disciple named "Yuhengzi", who was extremely talented, but was later removed from Fuximen for some reason and became a rebel of the sect. This should have ended, but twenty years ago, this Yu Hengzi somehow took the ghost valley soul to die, and the second ** made trouble in Luoyan Peak, and in the end, he also took one person away from the Silent Extinction Heaven.

Yuhengzi was later renamed Wuchenzi.

There are only a few words in this account, and the older people in the sect don't say a word about it now, so no one among the younger disciples knows about it. If it weren't for this, Ye Qiuqi would definitely not know.

But who will be the one who will be taken away from the Heaven of Silence?

Ye Qiuqi's heart froze, and he couldn't answer.

Judging from today's investigation, Lin Ao must be investigating this matter. Once the late predecessors lived in the Chunyang Palace, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Silent Extinction Heaven, and even went to the ancestral hall of the Silent Void line......

Could it be that it is still related to the vein of tranquility and emptiness?

Thinking about it, Ye Qiuqi breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally stopped thinking about it.

"Shangguan Yao?"

raised his head and called, just as he wanted to explain that he couldn't find Jingxuzi today, and by the way, he would tell Shangguan Yao what he had seen and heard today. However, suddenly, Ye Qiuqi's eyebrows froze, and he noticed something abnormal.

I saw that the pavilion was empty at this time, the door of Shangguan Yao's room was open, but there was no one in the room, and in the air, there were still traces of the flow of true yuan, which obviously went through a fight.

And, that breath ......

"Ghost magic?!"

Suddenly, Ye Qiuqi's complexion changed, and the power of the Yuan Shen instantly spread out.

The time of the incident was just before half a pillar of incense, a mysterious person who used ghost magic broke into Lingyun Pavilion, so in broad daylight, someone actually sneaked into Luoyan Peak and blatantly attacked Fuxi's disciples. Ye Qiuqi frowned, and then realized that Shangguan Yao had left a message for him and had already chased him out.

"Who is so bold?"

Suddenly, Ye Qiuqi said in his heart, and he didn't have time to think much, so he followed the traces left by Shangguan Yao and tracked all the way to the bottom of Luoyan Peak.

Night is coming quietly.

......

"Your Excellency!"

Qingming Mountain, Qin Chuan just returned with his sword, and saw Luo Wolf coming up.

At this time, it was the last day of the three days, and the hundred elites carefully selected from the Holy Witch Sect were already ready to go, waiting for the dawn. Waiting, the day of vengeance.

"Are the people from Xianyunling here?"

Hiding the dragon's back, Qin Chuan asked Luo Wolf.

"It's noon, and they're all strong people selected by all races. ”

Luo Wolf answered, then raised his head, he didn't know what the look was in his eyes, pursed his lips, and said to Qin Chuan, "In the Witch God Mausoleum, there is also a priest, who is in the Witch God Temple at this moment. ”

“？”

Hearing this, Qin Chuan's eyebrows froze.

The Witch God Priest is the most mysterious existence in the Holy Witch Sect in Western Xinjiang, and has guarded the Witch God Mausoleum for thousands of years, without the slightest harm. The reason is that each of the priests there has extremely terrifying strength. Although Qin Chuan has never been taught, according to what Luo Ye said, he is a dustless child, and he also wants to break into the Witch God Mausoleum for half a step.

Terrifying!

However, these priests have never participated in the affairs of the religion and factional struggles, even in the coup d'état in the western frontier of Aroye, and no one from the Witch God Mausoleum came forward to interfere.

This time, why did it come?

"Got it. ”

Qin Chuan answered, and told a few more important things for tomorrow.

Immediately, puzzled, he walked towards the Witch God Temple in the center of the Qingming Mountain. I don't know much about this witch god mausoleum, and I can't be sure if the person who came is really helping or if there are other plans.

It's late at night.

In the temple, there is another sacrificial hall, which is lit with candles at the moment, which is slightly gloomy.

I saw a man in a red robe, kneeling in front of a statue of a god, not moving for a long time. The sacrificial words were constantly recited in his mouth, and there was an unfathomable aura of Gu art that filled the entire hall. Such a pious gesture is completely unpretentious, and Qin Chuan did not doubt his religious beliefs.

He stood outside the door with his hands and watched from afar.

Long.

"Your Excellency is the lord of my sect, but why don't you worship it?"

The priest stood up and bowed down, but at the same time, he questioned Qin Chuan behind him. Obviously, Qin Chuan's appearance had already been discovered, and he had even spied on Qin Chuan countless times.

"I, Qin Chuan, only worship those I have kindness. ”

Qin Chuan didn't care about it like this, and responded, "To this day, Lord Wushen has not been gracious to me, so I, Qin Chuan, only respect, do not worship." ”

Hearing this, the priest laughed a few times.

turned around, glanced at Qin Chuan up and down, and finally bowed.

"Sam. ”

"Qin Chuan. ”

Qin Chuan returned the salute, and finally saw the true face of the other party. This priest named "Samu" is a man from the western Xinjiang with clear eyebrows, covered under the wide robe, which looks a little mysterious. Because he was practicing Gu art, Qin Chuan couldn't get a glimpse of what strength the other party had.

However, that breath was obviously more dangerous than most people I had ever seen.

"The priest has come from far away from the western frontier, what is the matter?"

"On the orders of the witch god, I came to the office. ”

"Hmph. ”

Hearing this, Qin Chuan sneered, he didn't believe in any gods, glanced at Samu in front of him, and then asked again, "Didn't you Wu Shenling not ask about the sect affairs?

"Aluoye and Lou Xia are both the people of my witch god, and they fight for profit, but it is the suffering of our clan. And the outsiders of the Central Plains have cruel to our people in the western Xinjiang, but they are vicious. Lord Witch God, you want to eradicate evil. ”

After a few words, although there was a lot of nonsense, Qin Chuan understood the other party's intention.

“......”

Qin Chuan stared at the god and glanced at the kind witch priest again, and finally dispelled the worries in his heart. The current conquest of Fuximen is the time when a strong hand is needed, no matter what, as long as the Wushen Mausoleum is willing to send someone forward, he has no reason to refuse.

Coupled with this unfathomable Samu, he is even more confident.

"That being the case, Qin Chuan will worship the witch god afterwards. ”

said a word quite meaningfully, and Qin Chuan didn't stay any longer, and turned back and walked out of the sacrificial hall.

In the hall, Samu still had a faint smile on his face, watching Qin Chuan leave. Then, with the same pious face, he straightened his robe and continued to kneel in front of the statue to worship and worship.

The night was dark.

......

Gyeongju.

Confucian Garden, Yijian Pavilion.

Several elders sat in a lobby, silent. The cups of tea that were originally steaming slowly became cold. The bright moonlight poured down through the window.

It's a blur.

"The master of the door is meditating behind closed doors, don't bother him. ”

After a long time, Tao Danqing spoke, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

"According to intelligence, a few days ago, a large number of powerful people from Western Xinjiang stepped into our Central Plains, and Wushan's vigilance has never been slackened, like an iron wall. ”

Deacon Yang sighed, "What is the witch cult plotting?"

"When I came back from Changzhou, I heard that someone saw the personal disciple of the Jade Sword Immortal coming down from Wushan and being sent back to the sect. I have sent Zixuan to Jade Sword Peak to question their origins. ”

"Oh?"

"But the girl surnamed Liu last time?"

"His son is stubborn, and he is afraid that he is unwilling to inform the world of the Wushan conspiracy. ”

Deacon Yang sighed, remembering the scene when Liu Shenyan rebelled against his master regardless of his master's life, if he was a disciple of Confucianism, I am afraid that his reputation would have been shattered by now, "And with the protection of the Jade Sword Immortal, there is nothing to be done." ”

"Then it depends on how she Jade Sword Immortal chooses. ”

Tao Danqing's eyebrows sank, and he replied coldly.

Suddenly, his expression changed, as if he remembered something, and his face instantly became more gloomy. I saw him turn around, and with a worried expression, he said to the people of Yijian Pavilion:

"Pay close attention to the movements of the Demon Sect, something big will happen in the near future. ”