Chapter 1292: Family Burial

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Xuanbei stood quietly at the side, seeing the strange expression on Sect Master Qingxuan's face, he couldn't help asking.

"You go down first." Sect Master Qingxuan came back to his senses and waved his hand.

"Sect Master, senior brother, then I'll go out first." Fu Ming nodded, immediately bowed and took a few steps back, then turned around and left the palace.

Sect Master Qingxuan tightly clenched his palms into fists, his knuckles crackled, and a low and angry voice came out of his throat, "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect...Zhuo Bufan, so you still have a backhand behind you."

"master?"

Xuanbei's eyes were filled with deep doubts.

"Did you see the video just now?"

Sect Master Qingxuan turned his head and looked at the disciple in front of him whom he had the most high hopes for.

"I saw the video just now, is there anything wrong with it, master?" Xuanbei still didn't understand why.

"In the video just now, there is a cloud of black mist near Zhuo Bufan, and there is a faint figure, you should have seen it too." Sect Master Qingxuan said in a deep voice.

"Well, that black shadow seems to have only a remnant soul and no body." Xuan Bei nodded.

"Do you know what the cultivation level of that black shadow soul is? I can faintly feel that it's the aura only a monk in the golden core stage can have." Sect Master Qingxuan frowned, his expression suddenly solemn.

Finally hearing the master's words, Xuanbei's complexion also changed slightly, and the muscles on his face twitched suddenly.

Sect Master Qingxuan said: "Unexpectedly, Zhuo Bufan was accompanied by an old guy at the Golden Core stage. Although he only has a soul state, his strength is far beyond what I can match. Presumably that guy at the Golden Core stage is Outstanding master."

"Then master, don't we have no chance to take revenge?" Xuanbei said with wide-eyed eyes. Sect Master Qingxuan sighed, "If his master has been by his side, then we really can't take revenge, but... there will definitely be a chance, I will cultivate you well, your talent is mine for hundreds of years I have seen the top ones in my life, and you will definitely have the opportunity to enter Xuanjiezong in the future.

Then wait for the opportunity to kill Zhuo Bufan and avenge my two sons. "

Hearing the master's words, Xuan Bei immediately knelt on the ground with his knees thumping, and the hard floor was cracked like spider's silk by him.

"Xuanbei will definitely live up to Master's expectations and cultivation, and he will kill Zhuo Bufan to avenge the two senior brothers." After finishing speaking, Xuanbei immediately put his forehead on the ground, knocked his head heavily, But there was an imperceptible gloom in his eyes.

...

In the waters within the territory of the Dragon Kingdom, an ordinary island has a longest diameter of 30 nautical miles, and this small island is covered by misty reddish mist all the year round, making it impossible for people to see the true content of the island clearly.

Even with satellite positioning or with the help of instruments, it is impossible to see the situation on the island clearly.

The ravines, valleys, and peaks on the island are densely populated with buildings, among which three tall wooden buildings stand in the center of the island.

In the middle is the first floor of a tall wooden building with intricate patterns and unique shapes.

In the hall on the first floor, there are several tall thrones suspended half a meter above the ground, and three middle-aged men sit on the thrones. "Patriarch Ye, Young Master Ye has no worries in living in the royal family, and Young Master Ye has cultivated very hard and possesses super talent, so he will definitely achieve great achievements in the future." A man with a handsome face and jade-like skin said softly , he was wearing a green robe, giving people a kind of ethereal

temperament.

"Ye Gongzi is a genius of our monster clan, as long as he devotes himself to cultivation, he will enter the Golden Core Stage within a short time." Said another man with the same handsome face.

The two look somewhat similar, and they are also of the feminine type, except that the one who spoke first has long silver hair, while the latter has black hair.

"Haha, if there are two waiters, Qinghuo and Qingbing, I can rest assured, don't leave tonight, stay in my clan as a guest, good wine and beautiful women are indispensable." On the first seat of the hall, a man in black armor with a face The middle-aged man with stubble on his face smiled happily.

This man is obviously much rougher than Qinghuo and Qingbing. He has a Chinese character face, covered with beards, and his face is as domineering as a knife-cut axe. The two shoulders of the armor on his body have three curved and white ivory points. Thorns, reflecting a cold luster.

"Then thank you Patriarch Ye for your hospitality." Qinghuo and Qingbing looked at each other and smiled.

As the special envoys of the Yaomen royal family, although their strength is not high, they still have a certain status in the Yaomen and are respected by all ethnic groups.

"By the way, Patriarch Ye, I don't know if you have heard that a strong man among humans seems to have encountered a fierce beast in Japan." Qinghuo said suddenly.

Ye Moo's thick eyebrows raised slightly and said: "The strongest among human beings encountered fierce beasts in Japan?"

"It's actually not a secret. Everyone in the secular world already knows that the strong human seems to have encountered the Yamato no Orochi in Japanese legends, and seemed to be eaten." Qing Bing said lightly.

"Hachita no Orochi?" Ye Moo frowned, "What's the name of the man who was eaten?"

You must know that those who dare to provoke Yamato no Orochi must not be mediocre and unknown.

"It seems that the name is Zhuo Bufan. Didn't humans create the four major martial arts gyms in the secular world, intending to fight against the Yaomen and the Yinmen to seize the spiritual veins? Zhuo Bufan is the founder of one of the four major martial arts gyms, Jianxin Martial Arts. "Qinghuo explained.

"Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan..." Ye Moo muttered to himself, suddenly a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Both Qinghuo and Qingbing noticed the piercing chill emanating from Ye Moo's body at the same time, and doubts appeared on their faces. Could it be that Ye Moo knew Zhuo Bufan.

"Two, please come to my family to play first. I have prepared dozens of stunning beauties and excellent wines in the banquet hall. The two special envoys can go to rest first." Ye Moo said, and called a servant lead the way.

Qinghuo and Qingbing cupped their hands, and did not dare to ask any more questions, and followed the servants to leave the hall.

Ye Moo is the leader of the Giant Elephant Clan, and the Giant Elephant Clan belongs to a more powerful group in the Yaomen royal family, not to mention Ye Moo has a genius son, so naturally Ye Moo's status in the Yaomen has risen, and he can call the wind and rain in the Yaomen .

"Zhuo Bufan, isn't it the human being who participated in the auction last time?" Ye Moo frowned, and slid his fingers across the armrest of the throne, making harsh noises. Since Ye Hui was killed, Ye Moo has been investigating the murderer. Of course, it is not difficult to get a list of auction participants with his power. world's monks, but only Zhuo Bufan seemed to have had a fight with the box where Ye Hui was.

bidding, and it was not very pleasant.

It's not difficult to find out about this matter by just looking for any Yaozu who participated in the auction at that time.

"Gouyu..."

Ye Moo suddenly sent a voice transmission.

A moment later, a young man flew into the palace, knelt down on one knee respectfully, and said respectfully, "Gouyu, see the patriarch."

"Go and investigate Zhuo Bufan, I suspect he killed Ye Hui." Ye Moo said in a cold voice.

"Yes, patriarch." Gouyu nodded, then raised his head and said, "Patriarch, I know a little about this Zhuo Bufan. He is the master of one of the four major martial arts gyms, Jianxin Martial Arts, and he is regarded as the number one martial art by human beings." A martial arts master..."

Ye Moo snorted coldly: "Hmph, I don't care who he is, if he really killed Hui'er, I want his whole family to be buried with him!"

"Yes, patriarch." Gouyu felt the violent aura of the patriarch, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to say any more.

"Go." Ye Moo rubbed her tense temples. Gouyu bent over and took a few steps back, then turned around and flew out of the palace.