: villain disqualification

Just when Yun Sheng's unknown group of people were still excited about preparing to participate in the art design competition, what people didn't expect was that things changed before everyone had time to set off.

It was breakfast time that day, and Lan Xichen led a group of people waiting to eat in the cafeteria, when suddenly an anxious figure rushed towards the cafeteria suppressing his anxiety, his face was pale, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

Lan Xichen was a little surprised. After all, Yun Shen didn't know where to go. Lan Xichen knew this protégé. He had stayed in the Gusu Lan family for decades.

Sure enough, someone came and called the disciple who was serving nearby, and the disciple hurriedly let him go after hearing this. As the head of the family, Lan Xichen was in the main position, so it was inconvenient for that person to come over, so the person went straight to where Lan Wangji was, He leaned over to Lan Wangji and said something in Lan Wangji's ear.Then Lan Xichen saw that his younger brother, who was always in front of his eyes without changing his expression, opened his eyes slightly, revealing an expression of surprise that could be discerned by the naked eye, and suddenly frowned.

Apparently, Lan Xichen was not the only one who noticed this scene. The huge cafeteria became completely silent one after another, and everyone looked at Lan Wangji's position.

After the student finished his report, he bowed his head respectfully and stepped aside.Lan Wangji lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, but he didn't even have time for breakfast, so he got up and hurried a few steps towards Lan Xichen's ear and whispered, "Brother...the barren mountain...something happened."

Now that the word "barren mountain" is mentioned by all the Taoists, it can only refer to a specific place, Lan Xichen clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly.

When everyone rushed to the barren mountain with their swords, they saw a lot of monks dressed in the uniforms of various families gathered in twos and threes, discussing something noisy.Wei Ying caught sight of Jiang's cultivator in a purple coat among the crowd with sharp eyes. The leader stood tall and solitary, frowning slightly, his whole body exuding coldness.It was Jiang Cheng.

"What's going on?" He rushed up, but stopped suddenly after taking two steps, always feeling that something was wrong.

Obviously, Lan Wangji also noticed the strangeness with him, frowned slightly, and said, "Here..."

Wei Ying came to his senses: "There is no grievance at all."

Jiang Cheng nodded coldly.

Lan Xichen also came over at this moment, but he didn't say a word, his expression solemn.

"Sect Master Lan..."

"Sect Master Blue."

"Zewu-jun."

Seeing him coming out of the customs, everyone came over to say hello, Lan Xichen just nodded in response, everyone was slightly surprised and gave each other winks.

Naturally, these vain rituals were ignored at critical times. Jiang Cheng led the way, and Lan Xichen and the others followed behind him and quickly walked towards the place where the coffin was sealed in the barren mountain. Along the way, they met many monks who came from all over the place.There are also a few monks holding wind evil coils and looking around, their faces are pale, their eyes are dark, and they are quite sick.Wei Ying glanced at the Fengxie plate in their hands, and frowned slightly.

It seemed that the news had spread all over the place overnight.

As they walked, everyone chatted and gave a general introduction to the situation.The incident happened at midnight yesterday, and the nearby villagers heard it first. There was a dull thunder followed by a violent explosion, and then a strange torrential rain resounded in the clear sky. Many people were awakened, but no one dared to come out to check.

The monks stationed nearby also felt a burst of extremely strong resentment bursting out at night, and they were so frightened that they quickly lit the beacon smoke on the observation tower, and the surrounding reinforcements rushed to it. At that time, it was almost daylight. The villagers who came to check boldly after hearing the movement last night.

And what was presented in front of them was the scene in front of them.

When Lan Xichen and the others arrived at the coffin sealing place, there was already a bustling crowd, the Lanling Jin family and the Qinghe Nie family had all arrived.Nie Huaisang and Jin Ling, who were the leaders, had complex expressions. When they heard footsteps, they all turned their heads to look over.

"Brother Xichen, Sect Master Jiang." Nie Huaisang greeted.

"Uncle..." Jin Ling said.

When everyone saw them coming, they automatically parted ways. Lan Xichen and others stepped forward to see that the people who came earlier had dug half of the collapsed mountain, and the coffins inside were basically exposed, and they were all reduced to debris. The mahogany nails that had been driven in were all jumped out of the shock, which shows the great destructive power.

However, the closer they got, the weirder it became, because... there was no resentment gathered at all.

"What the hell is going on here?" A monk from Lianhuawu behind Jiang Cheng said, "It was clearly sealed at the beginning...how could it be?"

"Did he escape?"

"Impossible! 72 mahogany nails! If it weren't for external force, the filth inside would never escape by itself!"

"It seems that someone wants the Yinhu Talisman?"

"Back then, Lord Zewu, Lord Hanguang, Yiling Patriarch and General Ghost were able to suppress Chifeng Zun's murderous corpse with their joint efforts... Now that these years have passed, and there is Jin Guangyao... May I ask who in this world can open the coffin? Taking the Yinhu Talisman can still suppress those things at the same time?"

"That's not necessarily... There are talents from generation to generation in the country..."

"But the nearby villagers, the garrison monks... have never seen a human voice... who can touch the Yinhu Talisman without knowing it?"

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