Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

After the five people registered and paid, they went to wait in the No. 2 waiting room. At this time, there were already seven or eight people inside, chatting in low voices. When they saw someone coming in, they glanced at him and then lowered their heads to chat enthusiastically.

Fu Ling'er and a few others found a place to sit down and listened carefully to what those people were talking about.

As a result, they were actually discussing the topic of Qiankun Auction House. Fu Linger raised her eyebrows and stopped paying attention.

After waiting for half an hour, more than a dozen people came in one after another. The last two men were the two big brothers who were chatting in the restaurant just now.

At this time, the waiter had already closed the door and invited everyone to enter the teleportation array, preparing to open it.

After a while, everyone in waiting room number two had left.

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Luoji City, on Changshun Street in the south of the city, there is a very luxurious courtyard called Zijing Villa.

This place is none other than the famous Meng family's main residence.

At this moment, Meng Yan, the head of the Meng family, was sitting in the front hall with a sullen face. The expression on his face was very ugly.

At that time in the morning, the housekeeper came to report that the life tablet of the eldest son Meng Ye had been broken. He was almost furious and hurried back to the main house of the Meng family. He rushed into the ancestral hall where the life tablets were enshrined and took a look. Sure enough, Ye'er's life tablet had been broken into powder, indicating that his son's soul had been destroyed.

"Oh... my son... how can I live with you... wuwuwu..."

Madam Meng was lying on the altar, crying her heart out. When she saw Patriarch Meng coming over, she immediately staggered and threw herself into his arms.

"Master, Master, why did you come back just now? Our Ye'er... Ye'er is gone... Oh, my God, how can I live like this, Ye'er... my Ye'er..." Mrs. Meng's sorrowful cry was touching. Her voice was full of despair and pain, which made people cry.

"Madam..." Patriarch Meng held the sad Madam in his arms, his eyes filled with grief and helplessness. His lips trembled as he tried to comfort Madam, but his throat was choked and he couldn't say a word. He held Madam tightly in his arms, silently comforting her.

His scarlet eyes were fixed on the life card that had been shattered into powder. The life card that had once shone with light had now turned into a ball of powder. The head of the Meng family was filled with regret and self-blame. If he could have called his son back earlier, perhaps Ye'er would not have suffered such a tragedy. However, now it was too late to say anything.

"Master, can we go and pick up Ye'er back? I'm afraid he will be scared being alone outside. Master, go and pick up Ye'er back." After seeing her husband, Mrs. Meng's emotions gradually calmed down, but she still tightly grasped the sleeve of the head of the Meng family, as if only this could make her feel a little more at ease.

Patriarch Meng gently patted his wife's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, Madam. Ye'er is no longer alive. What we can do now is to find out as soon as possible why Ye'er lost his life and who killed him. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge our Ye'er, I will definitely avenge Ye'er!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Meng's body trembled slightly, and a trace of despair and grief flashed in her eyes. She raised her head and looked at Lord Meng, her eyes full of determination and resoluteness.

"Okay, then let's investigate quickly. We must find the murderer and avenge Ye'er!" Mrs. Meng's voice was filled with desperate madness, as if she had lost her mind.

The head of the Meng family nodded, looked at his wife deeply, and then turned and left. He knew that this matter must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise his wife might not be able to bear such a blow. And he was determined to find the murderer and avenge Ye'er.

Turning around, the head of the Meng family looked deep in his eyes, and he seemed to have an answer in his mind about the murderer who killed Ye'er.

The news that Meng Ye had died was like a heavy bomb, which quickly exploded in the Meng family and the Guisha Pavilion headquarters. The news spread at an alarming speed, causing an uproar. People were shocked, sad and angry, and the entire Meng family and the Guisha Pavilion were shrouded in a heavy atmosphere.

Because when Meng Ye died, the Guisha Pavilion suddenly lost thirty-six killers with the word "Ghost" in their name. This heavy loss almost caused the Guisha Pavilion to suffer a serious blow.

After Meng Yan pondered for a while in the front hall, he immediately returned to the Guisha Pavilion headquarters. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the report from the headmaster Luo Sen. When he heard the news of Meng Ye's death, he was a little panicked and left too hastily. As a result, when he came back, he heard that so many masters of the Guisha Pavilion died almost at the same time.

Meng Yan was almost stunned. Rosen said that the thirty-six elites of the Ghost generation died almost at the same time. He realized that the people he sent out died because of force majeure. Otherwise, who could kill so many masters in an instant?

So is the cause of this force majeure natural or man-made? Could it be that woman's doing? Is that woman so evil?

Meng Yan's mind was in a mess now, and he couldn't figure out how so many people died.

"Master, the most urgent thing is to send someone down to find the young master?"

"Did everyone who went down there die? Is there no one left in the Ghost Demon Pavilion in the lower world? Why can't I get any news at all?"

"Pavilion Master, I'm afraid that what's left in the Ghost Demon Pavilion in the lower world are just some scraps. They can't do anything. The last time the young master sent back the news, he said that he was completely wiped out in several ambushes, so... Oh, by the way, Pavilion Master, there is still one person who is not dead."

"Who?"

"It was the young master's personal attendant Meng Ping. He left behind a mark on his soul and is still fine."

"Meng Ping? Quick, contact him. I want to know Ye'er's situation right away."

"Yes, Pavilion Master, I will contact you right away." Rosen replied and took out the Sky Mirror and input divine power. However, after a long while, the Sky Mirror did not respond.

"This... Pavilion Master, Meng Ping should be on his way back. It is very likely that he is in the temple's territory right now, so the Sky Mirror has no response. Pavilion Master, don't worry, Meng Ping should be back soon."

"Well, send someone to wait at the foot of Wolf Moon Peak immediately."

"Yes, my subordinate will go right away."

When the Rosen faction arrived at the foot of Wolf Moon Peak, as expected, Meng Ping soon appeared in his sight.

"Brother Ping, here, hurry up, the Pavilion Master has been waiting for a long time, let's go back quickly."

"Huh? Dongzi, why are you here?" There was no trace of joy on Meng Ping's haggard face. He looked at the person who came with a worried look.

"Brother Ping, stop talking. Something has happened to the young master, and now everyone in Guisha Pavilion knows about it. The pavilion master has a gloomy face all day long, and no one dares to get close to him. Everyone is waiting for you to go back and figure out the whole thing. So, they sent me to pick you up, come with me quickly," Dongzi said, and was about to pull Meng Ping away.