Affectionate male supporting role on the wall [Transmigration Book]

Shen Yulan easily broke the barrier, walked deep into the bamboo forest, stepped over the corpses in various states of death, and found the antidote placed in the center of the barrier that could be seen at a glance, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The antidote is a sweet elixir. After taking it, the stagnation and astringency of the meridians all over the body will suddenly decrease, and the cool aura will flow into the limbs and bones, dispelling the pain that is getting worse.

After solving the immediate problem, Shen Yulan found the surviving people, planning to send them to the place where they should go - no matter what crime they committed, there is always a place where they can be judged and punished.

But before he took these people away, several people screamed and died in front of his eyes by lightning, drying up, drowning, burning, and earth burial.

You can guess who did it without thinking about it.

Shen Yulan had no choice but to write down the names of these people for the time being, and buried the corpses in the bamboo forest with a simple formula, planning to find an opportunity to inform the relevant people of the death of these people later.

When we returned to the Immortal Alliance Conference, the scene was uncharacteristically filled with a heavy atmosphere. The masters of the Twelve Immortal Sects and the elders gathered together, and there was a huge black area standing under the high platform. disciples of the assembly.

No matter how many people there are, there are thousands of people. I don't know if it is because of the banning spell, but there is no noise.

When he left the enchantment of the conference without authorization this time, he did not inform other people. When he came back, the enchantment automatically recognized the aura of the immortal sect on his body, and there was no change.

When Shen Yulan came to the scene, she looked at him with eyes, and Jiang Huaiyuan almost jumped up, waved at him vigorously, and mouthed "big brother".

He hurriedly squeezed all the way, stood beside Jiang Huaiyuan, patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and asked in a whisper, "What happened?"

Jiang Huaiyuan rolled his eyes, nunuzui gestured towards an open space, let him see for himself.

Placed in the open space in the middle were the corpses of seven tragically dead monks, both male and female, with white cloth covering their heads. Judging from the Taoist robes on their bodies, they seemed to belong to different immortal sects.

There is no Izumomon.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start."

It was Gu Andao, the patron of Izumomen, who spoke. His voice was deep and deep. Although the volume was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone present, making people feel no distance.

This method of sound transmission is a basic skill that many monks have mastered. It relies on the spiritual consciousness attached to the aura, and then spreads out like silk threads. It can avoid the indecentness of shouting on many occasions.However, to transmit sound to thousands of people at the same time in such a large open field without echoes like Gu Andao, with almost no difference in volume, it requires extremely deep cultivation.

It's not that the cultivation level can be achieved after the catastrophe or the great achievement. Even monks in the catastrophe period may have a lot of difference in strength. The real difficulty is to have the power to move mountains and seas, and to be able to use it as quickly as possible. Threading a needle with a thin thread is as easy as lifting a weight.

As soon as Gu Andao's words came out, everyone present was shocked invisibly. He was uncharacteristically gentle, with a cold and serious face, long silver-white hair tied up with a high crown, and a white suit that made him look elegant and elegant.

The deceased belonged to the four immortal sects of Xuanguangmen, Canghuamen, Chongxiaomen, and Liangyimen. Among them, Xuanguangmen and Canghuamen are second only to Izumomen in strength and reputation. Disciples, this matter may be difficult to calm down, and only Gu Andao can safely preside over the impromptu meeting held to thoroughly investigate this matter.

The first person called up for questioning was Yan Wanyue, an inner disciple of Xuanguangmen, who was the first to find the body.

"Please, all the immortals, be the masters of the elder brother!"

Standing up to speak on such an occasion, the pressure can be imagined, but she didn't look timid or nervous, she knelt down with a plop, and said everything she knew without reservation.

Many people were also worried that she would lose control of her emotions and cry out in public. She could not provide too many clues, but she had a clear logic from beginning to end, her voice was a little choked, her eyes were red, and she had extraordinary perseverance.

Shen Yulan looked at her calmly, and then at the neat row of corpses, forcibly suppressing the turbulent waves in her heart.

He remembered this incident, and it was the same in his previous life.

But this time, it's all messed up.

Seven immortal disciples died inexplicably, and the precious pill and spirit stone were stolen. This incident happened five years earlier.

The dead also changed from five immortal sects to four—without the Izumo gate.

The place where it happened became the Fairy League Conference, which was supposed to be the safest and most difficult place to attack.

Now Shen Yulan is not sure whether the murderer is still the same person as in previous lives.

The investigation of the case was the same as before. According to Yan Wanyue's words and the testimony of several other monks, they determined the time period when the accident happened to the seven monks. After the elder's autopsy, it was confirmed that the murderer was a member of the immortal sect, not a demon cultivator.

Among them, the one who died the most was Yan Wanyue's elder brother, who was very young, and was highly valued because of his talent and willingness to work hard. His cultivation in the late Jindan period was only one step away from the Yuanying period.

If such a thing hadn't happened, I'm afraid that the stolen pills and spirit stones have fallen into his hands as rewards at this time, and they have become a great help for him to break through the Nascent Soul stage.

There were no traces of poisoning or hidden weapons on the body, so the elders and the sect masters discussed and narrowed the scope of suspicion. The murderer should be above the Nascent Soul stage.

As soon as this conclusion came out, everyone present was shocked.

There are only three disciples who have cultivated above the Nascent Soul stage, even if there are twelve immortal sects combined, which one is not offered as a treasure?

Do you still have to doubt that the elders and sect masters with higher cultivation bases can't succeed? !

At this point in the situation, there was a discrepancy with Shen Yulan's memory. In the previous life, these corpses clearly left traces of demon cultivation, and it was proved from the beginning that they were not done by people from the fairy sect.

He cleared himself, and before he could react, Jiang Huaiyuan beside him had already changed his face.

Apart from Shen Yulan, the two Nascent Soul stage monks are Yue Weiping, the second disciple of the Xuanguang Sect, He Lianqin, the first disciple of the Canghua Sect, who just broke through the Nascent Soul stage this year.

The three stood up and bowed to each immortal.

After questioning, when the incident happened, the other two people could prove that they were in other places and had no time to kill and seize treasures. Only Shen Yulan replied that they left the meeting place to rest because they were feeling unwell.

He couldn't call Le Zhengbai here.

Before he could prove that he was the murderer, Yan Wanyue's gaze fell on him like a stabbing knife, and the several sect masters and elders on the stage also unabashedly showed their shocked and angry eyes as they looked at the murderer.

"It wasn't made by the big brother!"

At this moment, Jiang Huaiyuan suddenly rushed out of the crowd and shouted loudly, "When the incident happened, I happened to see Senior Brother! He didn't kill him!"

Gu Andao also didn't believe that his most proud apprentice could do such a thing, but it was inconvenient to speak up directly to defend it, and he was a little relieved when he saw Jiang Huaiyuan stepped forward in time.

"In this case, Shen Yulan's suspicion can be clarified."

"Wait, Master Gu, many people have heard that these two apprentices of yours worshiped together in the mountain gate since they were young, and they are brothers and sisters. Jiang Huaiyuan's testimony may not be enough to win people's trust."

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