The villain, the big brother and the master are HE [Wearing the Book]

There is no time in practice, Song Yan's retreat, five years have passed.

In five years, it was just a flick of a finger for monks. During these five years, Yue Huazong's reputation has spread far and wide, and the position of the number one sect in the vast continent has become more and more firm and unshakable. For those similar things, Yue Huazong also sent disciples to solve them, destroyed several similar strongholds, and rescued many weak monks and ordinary people.

Probably even the upper realm couldn't send so many powerful experts in the fusion period, so when the disciples of Yue Huazong and other sects destroyed those strongholds in the past few years, they didn't encounter very powerful people like Song Yan did in the Vientiane Gate. A monk will always be so smooth.

Before the retreat, the bottles of spirit pills that Song Yan gave to Mu Wanyi came in handy when she led the team to destroy those strongholds, allowing her to return to Yue Huazong safely, and did not die in order to protect her fellow sects as in the original text. In the hands of evil cultivators.

As for Shen Suzhi——

Since he got the news of Song Yan's retreat, he has been waiting for Song Yan to leave the customs in the magic palace. He can only listen to the spies of the devil world to report on Song Yan's situation all day long. Provoking a war between the Demon Realm and the Realm of Comprehension has never been done.

Since Venerable Feiyan and Su Ruo went to the Mortal Realm and had a fight with Shen Suzhi, they never went back to the Demon Realm, and Shen Suzhi never saw him again, so I don't know where they went with Su Ruo.

Naturally, the last Taixu Stone disappeared without a trace.

On the day Song Yan left the customs, Yuan Mingzi was taking Yuefeng to take care of his flowers and plants. He felt the strong spiritual power fluctuations from Fuchen Peak. He suddenly raised his head, dropped the kettle in a hurry, and rushed to Fuchen Peak. .

The barrier on Fuchen Peak was already much thinner than before, Yuan Mingzi tried to take a step forward, and found that he could easily pass through the barrier.

The younger brother is indeed out!

Yuan Mingzi was overjoyed, summoned his own spirit sword, and flew towards the top of Fuchen Peak with Yujian.

After five years of retreat, Song Yan was successfully promoted to the peak of the Fusion stage, becoming the well-deserved number one monk under the Mahayana stage, only one step away from ascension.

He unfolded his spiritual consciousness, covering the entire Fuchen Peak, and he could clearly feel the growth of every flower and plant on the peak. At the back of the mountain, there was the cold pool that was once suppressed by Shen Suzhi and suffered from the collision of demon energy and spiritual energy in his body. It looks sparkling under the sunlight, and the small waterfall rushes down, and the splashed water seems to be shining brightly under the refraction of the sun.

"Junior brother, congratulations on getting out of the customs." Yuan Mingzi who rushed over felt that Song Yan's aura was becoming more and more unfathomable, and was sincerely happy for him, "Junior brother's strength is getting better and better, and the ascension is just around the corner."

"Senior Brother Miao Zan, the ascension matter still has some distance for me. During these days of retreat, has any major event happened in the sect?" he asked.

Yuan Mingzi hesitated, "It's a big deal... I don't know if it counts."

Song Yan tilted his head, and there was faint doubt in his cold eyes: "What's the matter? Brother, it's okay to say."

"After you retreated for a year, strange things happened one after another in Pingle City not far from the Zongmen and the surrounding cities of other Zongmen."

"Same as before, at the beginning there were people or monks who disappeared, and then someone reported it. Just when the sect was planning to send disciples to investigate, those missing people returned home and asked them where they had been. They all shook their heads and said no. Remember."

"Don't remember?" Song Yan frowned slightly.

"That's right." Yuan Mingzi was also extremely puzzled by this, and continued, "Those people who disappeared are okay, and their lives have not been affected in any way, but the monks who returned to the sect or home inexplicably after disappearing found that they Their cultivation has stagnated inexplicably, no matter how hard they practice, it is difficult to improve, we suspect that some spiritual roots have been taken away by someone, so we help them to test for free."

"What's the result?" Song Yan felt inexplicably bad.

"This is the reason for the strangeness. The spiritual roots of these monks are intact, and there is no problem at all, but they have indeed stagnated in their cultivation after they disappeared, so it is strange that they disappeared inexplicably and returned by themselves. Not just a dozen or 20 people, but hundreds of people in each city, but these people did not disappear in a concentrated manner, but disappeared one after another, so this matter is not too big. Currently, only the heads of our three sects know."

Song Yan pondered for a moment, then changed the subject: "Brother, during these days of retreat, have I found anything similar to what happened in the Wanxiang Sect of the Guiyi School?"

"Yes." Yuan Mingzi replied: "It all happened in remote cities. Fortunately, I paid special attention to those cities far away from the big sect before, so I could send my disciples to rescue them in time. Fortunately, the casualties were very small and no one was spared." Those evil cultivators succeeded."

Song Yan nodded slightly, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart that couldn't go away.

Those evil cultivators... when their true nature is so stable?The plan was repeatedly sabotaged and refused to step up action?

Not right.

Based on the principle of acting cautiously, Song Yan made a request: "Brother, I want to go to Pingle City to see those monks who disappeared and came back by themselves."

Yuan Mingzi agreed immediately: "It would be great if you are willing to take a look. This matter is quite weird. The heads of our three major sects have discussed it for a long time, but there is no result."

So, not long after Song Yan left the customs, he went straight down the mountain and headed for Pingle City.

Pingle City is not far from Yue Huazong. It is a small, but extremely prosperous city with a large population. Once you enter the city gate, you can hear the shouts of hawkers one after another. There are many small stalls on the roadside, and there are shops There are also people coming and going in the shop, in an endless stream, and the business is very good.

In such a bustling city, hundreds of people who disappeared one after another and returned home by themselves would not cause much commotion.

Song Yan still changed his mind, but Yuan Mingzi communicated with Yue Huazong in Pingle City in advance. As soon as he arrived in Pingle City, someone picked him up and took him directly to the residence of the monk who had disappeared recently and came back by himself.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the simple door.

The door opened with a "squeak", revealing an impatient face: "What are you doing—"

Seeing that it was Yue Huazong, the cultivator was surprised for a moment, and his expression changed from irritability to a smile: "It turned out to be everyone from Yue Huazong, come in quickly, a few came again, but what did you find?"

The leader was Yue Huazong's chief in Pingle City. He said, "I haven't found out yet, but this is us... the elder of Yue Huazong. He wants to ask you some questions."

The monk turned his attention to Song Yan: "Excuse me, elder."

"What strange people did you meet before you disappeared?" Song Yan asked.

The cultivator tried hard to recall, but hesitation appeared on his face: "Strange person... I don't know if that person counts."

"As long as you feel something is wrong, and you haven't seen it on weekdays, just tell me and let me judge."

The monk nodded: "The day before I disappeared, I went out as usual, and I planned to go to the blacksmith shop on Ping'an Street to get the iron sword I had forged. Go to the blacksmith shop and ask the blacksmith to help build it. The location of the shop is a bit out of the way, and it has to pass through a narrow alley. In that alley, I met a mysterious man dressed in black and wearing a hood."

Song Yan immediately thought of the powerful man at the peak of the fusion stage of Wanxiangmen, and asked, "Did he attack you?"

The monk shook his head: "He didn't seem to even look at me, but I found a dagger where he left. At that time, I thought it was strange. I took the dagger and chased him out. I looked down at the dagger, and found that it was a low-level spiritual weapon."

"For a casual cultivator with low strength like me, it is difficult to find a few pieces of spiritual energy in a lifetime, and I couldn't find anyone else at that time, so I put the dagger in my arms and went to the iron shop to get the iron sword that I had forged. I went home, and then I disappeared the next day, and returned home by myself within two days, but I don’t remember anything about the days when I disappeared.”

"Is that dagger still there? Can you let me take a look?" Song Yan asked.

"Of course." The monk got up to look for the dagger. After a while, he came back with a strange expression and scratched his head: "Strange, the dagger is missing."

gone?

The strange feeling in Song Yan's heart became more and more intense, but the dagger was gone, and he could not investigate further. Then he checked the flow of spiritual energy in the monk's body with his spiritual sense, which was exactly the same as Yue Huazong's previous detection.

But Song Yan found that there was an obvious loss of spiritual energy in his heart, and he proposed to inspect the monk to check the situation of various parts of his body. The monk hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and agreed to Song Yan.

Immediately afterwards, the monk relaxed and accepted Song Yan's spiritual knowledge.

After observing all parts of his body, Song Yan focused on his heart and stayed there for a full minute.

Song Yan frowned and withdrew his consciousness.

"How?" the monk asked impatiently.

Song Yan shook his head: "No abnormalities have been found for the time being."

The heart was beating regularly, and everything was normal, which made the feeling of weirdness in his heart even stronger.

The cultivator was not very disappointed when he heard this, but just comforted him: "As long as I can still absorb spiritual energy, I will always find something wrong, thank you for your hard work."

Song Yan took out a bottle of elixir to him: "If you feel unwell, take a elixir."

"Thank you." The monk took the pill.

Walking out of the residence of this casual cultivator, Song Yan suddenly asked: "Have those ordinary people been tested?"

The principal was taken aback: "Those people don't have any discomfort, so there is no test."

Song Yan ordered: "Test all the people who have disappeared, especially the spiritual roots, and see if these missing people have cultivation talents."

"Who is the first person to go missing, take me to him."

"Reporting to Zhenjun, the first person who disappeared was not from Pingle City, but an ordinary citizen from Yuzhao City, a city near Yuxi Sect."

Song Yan's footsteps paused: "First test the people in Pingle City, Yuxi Sect, and I will contact you. If you find anything, you will be notified as soon as possible. You don't need to screen, tell me everything, and I will make my own judgment. "

The principal immediately went to Zhang Luoping, the disciples of Yue Huazong branch in Lecheng to inquire about the test, and within a day, the test results came out.

"Zhenjun, the ordinary people who have disappeared all have spiritual roots and can practice, but the spiritual roots are not too strong, so they have not felt the spiritual energy."

All the missing people, whether monks or ordinary people, have spiritual roots.

Song Yan's heart trembled, and he immediately set off for Yuzhao City.

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