After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

Sitting on Xue Ya, overlooking the majestic mountains all the way, green everywhere, used to the red lacquer glazed tiles of the Haoran Immortal Mansion, the steep mountains also have a special flavor, especially the mountain peaks shrouded in clouds and mist, covering the pavilion courtyard with exquisite carved eaves .

It seems to have become a fairy.

The training ground of the Changtian Sword Sect is behind the nave.

This place is specially provided by several peak masters for their disciples to compete with each other. It is at least the size of five naves, surrounded by waist-high stone pillars, and there is an enchantment three feet away from the edge of the stone pillar. Complete, cover the entire practice field, and the barrier can resist all attacks below the middle stage of transformation.

Sword cultivators mostly improve through actual combat, and only by fighting with real sword moves can one understand one's own strengths and weaknesses.

Whenever these disciples have a new understanding of sword moves, they will come to this practice field, looking for a senior brother who is not as good or a little higher, and have a real battle.

Yan Lin asked Xueya to stop outside the barrier of the practice field. He stood in front of Xueya and patted its wings: "You go back first and guard the house. I will come back later by myself."

Xue Ya tilted her head and blinked her red eyes, and leaned her head against him vigorously, with a look of reluctance and unwillingness to leave.

After all, the master just came out of retreat, long time no see, a crane in the empty snow peak is boring and boring.

Yan Lin pushed it away, pretending to be stern: "If you want to go, go in later, those sword masters will take the sword and pull out all the feathers on your body."

As soon as Xueya called out to him, all the feathers on her body stood up, very fluffy, and her small red eyes were full of panic.

However, it also seemed to be frightened. It bumped Yan Lin with its head and then turned around and flew away. It moved very quickly.

Yan Lin rubbed his stomach hit by it, smiled, and walked towards the practice field. When passing through the barrier, the heirloom jade pendant on his waist flashed a layer of fluorescence. Yan Lin felt it, stopped, Glanced.

It should be a pass to enter the enchantment.

As soon as he entered the enchantment, his ears were filled with noisy voices.

There is no one competing in the practice field, and the disciples are scattered around the practice field. When you look closely, all the people on the field are all white, but the complexity of the clothes is different.

The outer disciples only wore white clothes with wide sleeves, embroidered with silver borders, while the clothes of the inner disciples were printed with silver pine leaf patterns.

And looked down at himself.

This direct disciple was embroidered with floating cloud patterns, with a silver border neckline, a silver turquoise inlaid on his belt, an overshirt, and an emerald green jade pendant on his waist.

The status is clear at a glance.

And in the center of the venue, there is a group of people, men and women surrounded by a person, as if they were talking about something, that person turned his back to him, and couldn't see his face, but the people around him were full of emotions, with smiles on their faces, and the atmosphere was very It is easy and pleasant.

Yan Lin withdrew his gaze and looked to the other side. There were more than a dozen people standing scattered around the edge of the stone pillars in the venue.

He walked slowly, his eyes swept over everyone.

The ears are full of sparse conversations.

Two of the male voices were the most abrupt.

"Let me tell you, just now I came down from the changing of the guard in front of the mountain gate, and many monks came up within a few miles, and they couldn't be driven away. It's very annoying!"

"I know that!" He lowered his voice as he spoke, as if peeking left and right.

Continued: "The rumors outside have spread, saying that the sword ancestor killed the third lady, took away the spirit of Taoism, and the whereabouts of the phoenix egg that has been found. This phoenix egg is one of the three holy objects. At the level of ascension, these casual cultivators know about it, but don’t they swarm around like flies.”

The other person was indignant: "Hmph, what kind of person is Sword Ancestor, he has the talent of Tianlinggen, he can form alchemy, and he has reached the realm of Yuanying at the age of 25. Do you need to take his things!"

"I don't believe it either, but having said that, the third lady died really badly. Not only was she killed, but she was also cut open to take out the essence. I heard that the scene of the corpse was full of blood, and the internal organs were all covered with blood. It's frighteningly tight to be exposed."

Yan Lin's footsteps stopped suddenly.

Turning his head suddenly, he looked in surprise at the two little sword cultivators of the outer sect who were whispering in the corner.

"It's a pity that the third lady of Tangtang Yunjing faction died like this at the early stage of transformation."

"That's right, I heard that she treats her disciples very well. Meeting such a cruel and merciless person can only be said to be fatal."

Yan Lin couldn't believe it on his face, and suddenly he stepped in front of the two of them, lifted the clothes on the chest of one of them, and said sharply: "What did you just say?!"

"Who are you! Let go!"

A gentle and kind face flashed in Yan Lin's mind, as well as the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Third Miss is dead, how is it possible!

He clearly remembered that it was 30 years later, she would die in an accident, and he had never heard of the Dao Transformation Essence!

"When did the third lady die?" Yan Lin's face was ugly, and the violent mood swings made him lower his voice, and the bitter true energy overflowed.

Xiao Jianxiu was treated so rudely, and his temper also came up, he raised his head and opened his mouth, wanting to go back.

But looking at Shang Yanlin's face and seeing the complicated silver pattern clothes on his body, his pupils constricted and he swallowed.

Cautiously said: "Wu... was killed during the remnant fairyland event... Everyone knows that..."

Relic Fairyland Grand Event...

Yan Lin slowly let go of his hand.

He frowned. At that time, he was seriously injured. He was in the Changtian Sword Sect when he woke up, and he never went out after that. He had no contact with people outside, so he naturally didn't know what happened outside.

But this incident was too horrifying and absurd. The third lady died 30 years in advance, just at the relic wonderland event, and her own Yunwaitian, and it was rumored that it was Shi Yuan's hands.

But they don't want to think about it, is it necessary for Shi Yuan to do something?Just for the Dao Transformation Essence that he had never heard of?

How can this be...!

etc--

So, is this the reason why An Jinnian suddenly left the Cloud Realm Sect and came to the Changtian Sword Sect?

Yan Lin's mind was blank, and his chaotic thoughts suddenly produced a strange sense of enlightenment.

.......The person he cared about died, and he knew the murderer's whereabouts...

Is that right?

Others may not know, but I am very clear about the significance of the third lady to An Jinnian.

She can even be regarded as the most important person in his world.

It was she who personally rescued the young An Jinnian from the plagued village full of dead bodies and took good care of her.

It was her who brought the lonely and helpless An Jinnian to Zhongtian Realm from the next session, and brought her under her family.

With such a life-saving grace, nurturing grace, and even redemption, he believed that as long as An Jinnian was around, he would never let others hurt Miss San.

And he was in the relic fairyland at that time, hopeless.

Now Miss San is dead, and she died so miserably——

Yan Lin stood there in a daze.

The other people in the venue were startled by the movement here, and all of them turned their curious, surprised, and probing eyes over.

The people who were surrounded by him and turned their backs to him also turned around, looking at him quietly with red eyes.