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The people in the main hall had almost left, and Lian Zhuxian left Bicao Kunyao Tower with Feng Zhangjun.The venue of the Cultivation Conference is not too far away, and small apricot flags have been planted beside the road along the way, so it is easy to find.

Lian Zhuxian glanced roughly at the venue—it was a long strip square divided into upper, middle and lower levels.The highest place in the north is the main seat, and the lower two steps are guest seats.In terms of scale, it seems to be about half smaller than the Yuqing Zhenwang Ceremony on Yuncang Peak a while ago. Obviously not all sects have been notified.This is probably because of the rush of time, and Dong Xianyuan's manpower is not as sufficient as Yun Cang's.For those who were unable to attend the venue in person, they could only rely on the help of friends and neighbors who attended the meeting to inform them.

Lian Zhu Xian followed Feng Zhangjun across the venue from south to north, and about halfway through the second stage, he saw Lin Ziqing, who was the representative of the Five Immortals Sect.

Ah Qing had already changed back to the exaggerated costumes of the Nanzhao envoys, and beside her was Yan Ying in the robe of Dongxianyuan. The two of them seemed to be very familiar with each other.The two cute faces, which are exactly the same but belong to different sects, obviously attracted the pondering eyes of many people nearby.

Lian Zhu Xian thought that he could be regarded as the representative of the Five Immortals Sect, so he also prepared to find a futon to sit beside Ah Qing.However, Feng Zhangjun reminded him aloud that he was also a witness to the incident, and he should continue to follow him to the north.

So the two walked all the way to the northernmost high platform.I saw that the elder maiden of Xixianyuan and representatives of several other great sects had already taken their seats.

A pitch-black canopy was propped up on the seat on the right, and Miao Xuanzi, the patriarch of Fazong, was already sitting under the canopy, closing his eyes expressionlessly.

Fengzhangjun led Lian Zhuxian and took his seat at a seat a little further away from Miaoxuanzi, even if an envoy from Yuncang rushed forward to greet him - it really echoed the saying "it's not that enemies don't get together", The person who came was actually that annoying Lord of the High Heaven Pavilion.

Although Lian Zhuxian hated this person, he would not demean himself and care about him, and just ignored him as air.And after seeing clearly that the beauty next to Feng Zhangjun was Lian Zhuxian, the pavilion master of Lingxiao Pavilion also became visibly embarrassed, and he only greeted a few words in an embarrassing manner, then turned his head and returned to his seat.

Immediately after, another man in a light green robe stood up and walked over to the seat next to the Lord of the High Heaven Pavilion.

Lian Zhuxian didn't know this person, and was wondering in his heart, but he heard that Feng Zhangjun had made a thoughtful announcement: "Jiangnan Huajiantang."

This is the person from Huajiantang? !Lian Zhu Xian's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he was still not in a good mood.

I saw that the envoy of Huajiantang came directly in front of him and Fengzhangjun, clasped his fists and saluted, and his words were nothing more than ordinary greetings.

Feng Zhangjun nodded and exchanged simple greetings with him, but he took the initiative to ask more: "Why didn't Biyunju come over?"

The answer of the messenger in green was probably similar to Yan Ying's previous statement, as if he didn't understand or care about the current situation of Biyunju.

After he left, Feng Zhangjun explained with Zhu Xian in a low voice: Huajiantang is the largest sect of cultivating immortals in the rich and prosperous south of the Yangtze River. Its scale is huge and its sects are as complicated as Yuncang.The connection with Biyunju is only a branch of Huajiantang, so it is understandable that this envoy doesn't know much about it.

In front of him, all the participating sects had already sat down, and Yu Dieying, head of Dongxianyuan, also came to the main seat.Without unnecessary pleasantries, the representatives of Dongxi Erxianyuan immediately gave a brief statement of the abnormalities that have occurred in the sect in the past few days.

Among the representatives of the sects present at the meeting, many of them participated in the quelling of the chaos in Weiyang City last night. At the moment, they generally behaved relatively calmly, but they still raised many questions.

According to the theme set in the previous small-scale discussion, head Yu personally came forward to answer all the questions one by one. Occasionally, the chief witch of Xixianyuan or Feng Zhangjun would help to supplement.

In addition to answering questions, Head Master Yu also suggested that all participants should immediately strengthen security inspections after returning to the sect, and if anything suspicious is found, they should be notified to other sects in time.

About halfway through the meeting, suddenly a disciple of Dong Xianyuan hurried up to the high platform and whispered a few words with Master Yu, only to see a look of astonishment appearing on Yu Dieying's face.

"An accident happened again?" Lian Zhu Xian instinctively tightened his heart and muttered softly.

"Don't worry." Feng Zhangjun stood still, as if he was ready to respond to all changes without change.

The other people in the venue obviously also noticed the reaction of Head Yu one after another, and their eyes gradually focused.

Sect Master Yu whispered a few words to the messenger disciple, then dismissed them, and then looked seriously at the people in front of him.

"Gentlemen, I have some bad news to inform you all." She suddenly became heavy, "Just now, the messenger of our sect returned from Biyunju. According to his report, Biyunju was bloodbathed, and more than [-] people , no one was spared, and all the corpses on the top of the peak."

"...Destroy the door?!"

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Lian Zhu Xian couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air.In his memory, he had never experienced such a tragic event.

Naturally, there were voices of astonishment in the venue, among which were also mixed with many voices of doubt.

Among all the doubts, the most resounding question is related to "time" - the messenger should have left for Biyunju the day before yesterday, why did he only find out about the tragedy today.

"Sure enough, it's because of 'that'?" Lian Zhuxian said in a low voice: "...the so-called mountain fasting is really a cover. As long as the mountain is closed, people outside can't get in and people inside can't get out, no matter what happens Things, of course, are unnoticed."

Feng Zhangjun agreed with his judgment, but asked him deliberately: "Then tell me, who should have issued the order to fast and close the mountains?"

Of course, it should be the person in power in Biyunju - Lian Zhuxian was about to answer almost without thinking, but his head suddenly turned a corner.

wrong!

The courier said that hundreds of people in Biyunju have been wiped out, and the person in power who ordered the fasting and closure of the mountain must have died on the mountain.Then why did he make a decision that was not conducive to the lives of him and his disciples?

Fasting asked?Obviously impossible - just now Ren Wuxin has clearly stated that the current head is a greedy person.

He was thinking about it when he saw that Sect Leader Yu had already ordered someone to lead the messenger to the venue.The man looked travel-stained, with a dazed and haggard face, obviously he had also been greatly frightened.

According to his description, he arrived at the foot of Biyun Peak with the invitation for the cultivation conference in the evening of the day before yesterday.But soon I saw a notice pasted on the mountain gate, stating that Biyunju is fasting behind closed doors for the opening ceremony and will not accept any guests.

Outside the mountain gate of Biyunju is a small-scale village.The residents of the town are basically all engaged in the occupation of serving Biyunju.According to them, Biyunju has fasted behind closed doors for nearly six days, and it stands to reason that the fast should end tomorrow, which is the seventh day.And the best evidence is that as early as six days ago, they got an order to deliver a batch of daily supplies after the mountain opened tomorrow.

Hearing that the mountain will open tomorrow, the messenger thought that it was getting late today, so he was not in a hurry, so he found a place to rest in the village.

The night at the bottom of the mountain was safe and sound, but the next day, from the first light of the morning to the mid-sunlight, the messenger never waited for the mountain gate to open.

Seeing that the time for the comprehension conference was approaching, the messenger began to get into trouble.Continuing to wait at the foot of the mountain will definitely delay important matters, but if he trespasses on the territory of the foreign gang, if the other party pursues him, he will have to bear the heavy responsibility innocently.

Under the dilemma, he struggled briefly for a while, and finally, the sense of mission and vague uneasiness occupied the upper peak—he was determined to go up the mountain to find out.

Without the guidance of Biyunju Zhike's disciples, and no one in the town was willing to accompany him, the messenger only relied on his past memories, and it took about two hours to reach the top of the mountain adjacent to the front mountain of Biyun Peak.

Originally, one would be able to reach Biyunju on the opposite side by crossing a hanging bridge from here, but at this moment, the hanging bridge has disappeared, leaving only a broken iron chain half hanging on the cliff on the other side.

The messenger looked far and wide, and found that there seemed to be two disciples of Biyunju in navy blue robes standing on the bridge on the other side.He had no choice but to cry out to them for help.However, after shouting for a long time, until the voice was hoarse and the echo echoed in the valley for a long time, there was still no reaction from the two people.

The situation is getting weirder and weirder, and the surrounding sky is gradually darkening.The messenger couldn't help feeling fearful, thinking whether he should go down the mountain the same way, and then return to Dongxianyuan, and directly report the current situation of Biyunju to Master Yu and others.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the two Biyunju disciples standing on the bridge on the other side were gone.

Without the slightest omen, and without the slightest sound, those two people were like ghosts, and they disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Could it be... an illusion? !

The messenger reacted extremely quickly—no matter who or for what purpose created the phantoms of these two Biyunju disciples, the disappearance of the phantoms indicated that the magic power had expired.So is the spell that prohibits the gods near the sect still effective?

With the mentality of giving it a try, he urged the sword control technique.Hearing a clang sound, the sword flew out from his waist and hovered beside his feet.

The spell that prohibits divine movement has failed, which also means that Biyunju has completely lost its protection.No matter which sect it is placed in, this is a great negligence.

Feeling more and more bad in his heart, the messenger Yu Jian crossed the valley and landed on Biyun Peak.And soon, he discovered the incomparably astonishing truth——

The whole Biyunju was pitch black and dead silent.In front of the gate, in the courtyard, and even in every room, there were corpses of disciples lying in disorder.The climate on Biyun Peak was cool, but there was already a strong rancid smell in the air, presumably these people had died for a while.

What made him even more horrified was that in the grove of the back mountain, he also found a huge earth pit, in which countless corpses were piled up in a black mass.

Enduring the tingling fear of his scalp, the courier managed to walk around the Biyun Residence where corpses were strewn all over the place, making sure that there were no survivors.Everyone, including the current sect master, was spared, and the more powerful the corpses, the more hideous the death. Many corpses were mutilated, as if they had been dug up by some wild beasts.

There are no survivors to be rescued, so the first remaining priority is to rush back to Dongxianyuan as soon as possible, and inform Head Yu and other important people of the terrible situation here.

After checking the last room, the courier walked quickly towards the outside, but before he could step over the threshold, he heard a low whimpering sound from outside.

He immediately hid behind the door vigilantly, only to see a few turquoise will-o'-the-wisps lit up in the yard, and the ghosts of those dead disciples of Biyunju were wandering around with strong hostility...

Although Dong Xianyuan's disciples are unique in catching ghosts, being outnumbered is still not the first choice.After calmly comparing the disparity between the enemy and the enemy, the courier decisively chose to hide himself indoors, and quickly drew the talisman array on the ground and walls.

After that, I was trapped for a whole night, trembling and sleepless.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the sun rose, that the ghosts in Biyunju disappeared.And the messenger who was frightened all night also fell asleep for a short time without knowing it.When he woke up again, he immediately set off to return to the East Immortal Source, and this was the sad news that shocked everyone in the meeting.

After listening to the ins and outs dictated by the messenger, everyone gradually came to their senses from the massacre in Biyunju.And Lian Zhuxian exchanged a look with Feng Zhangjun tacitly - without a doubt, I want to know that this matter has the most direct relationship with Gu Yanlan.

Time to interrogate this elusive fellow.

The author has something to say: Gu Yanlan: Mr. Ben, a model worker on the set, may be the character who kills the most in this story! (This is not necessarily true)

Pavilion Master of the High Heaven Pavilion: The little beauty I once bullied turned out to be the lover of my boss, should I resign? !Wait online! ! !

Huajiantang: Why are our robes green! ! !Do you call us the Hall of Forgiveness in your heart? !