Chapter 514 Killing a Person with a Sigh
The wind chimes of the Zhaixing Building are ringing softly.
The wind chimes of another building not far away were all cracked.
The Xuanling Sect's mountain gate formation has been fully opened, and the atmosphere is oppressive and tense. There are slight waves in Liming Lake, and there is a feeling that a storm is about to come.
More than ten Xuanling Sect elders stood in the building, their faces were extremely ugly, but not all of them were in the same mood.
More than a dozen representatives from various sects also came, their hearts were a little heavy, but nothing could be seen on their faces.
De Yuanquan's body was on the floor, untouched, maintaining the appearance when he just died.
Blood flowed out from the back of his head, and it had spread for several feet.
What is really scary is the hole on his face, which runs from the nose and eyes all the way to the back of the head, which looks very scary.
With such a strange wound, no matter what kind of Nascent Soul or Sword Demon it is, it would be too late to escape.
The old matriarch stood beside De Yuanquan's body, hunched over, staring blankly for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
It was unusually quiet in the building.
I don't know how long it took, the old lady finally straightened up, and a crisp bell sounded from her body, which was a sign that her kung fu had been cultivated to perfection.
She turned around slowly and looked at He Bumu, and said in a calm voice without any emotion: "The Qingshan sect is too deceitful."
Hearing these words, several Xuanling Sect elders looked at He Bumu, their gazes were full of resentment and anger.
The heads and elders of the various sects also felt that...the Green Mountain Sect was indeed a little too much.
After all, this is Xuanling Sect's family affairs, how could they interfere arbitrarily, or even commit suicide?
The most unreasonable thing is, didn't your Qingshan sect give the old lady a day to choose? Why did you make such a sudden move?
"The old lady is spitting blood."
Why don't you murmur and say: "We have been talking with Daze Zuo Yushi all the time, what does this matter have to do with us?"
Zuo Yu from Daze gave a wry smile and said, "Yes, Mrs. Madam, I guarantee that all the Taoist friends from Qingshan were there."
The old lady had no expression on her face, and raised her crutches and tapped the floor lightly.
The floor trembled slightly.
De Yuanquan's head split open like a petal, and then turned into pieces.
The old lady did not go crazy, nor did she do it, but the residual sword intent hidden in De Yuanquan's head.
Those remnants of sword intent disappeared into the air, still leaving traces.
"If the old body's perception is correct, this should be Qingshan Sword Intent, and this sword technique should be Yunxing Peak's Cangniao Sword Art."
The old matriarch looked at He Bumu with a blank expression and said: "You don't even cover up when you kill people, and your faction is too arrogant."
He Bumu's expression remained unchanged, he was as dull as a stone, and said: "Maybe it's the remnants of Taiping, maybe it's the assassin of the old forest."
The old lady stared into his eyes and said, "Who knows what relationship you have with Taiping?"
Why Bumu said: "The devil of peace, everyone can get him and kill him, what relationship can we have with him? Please be careful with your words, old lady."
The old matriarch's face had deeper wrinkles, as if she had aged a lot in just half a day.
"Since someone is dead, we have to find out who the murderer is, and please stay with me for a few more days."
She looked at the practitioners of various sects in the building and said expressionlessly.
This sentence is polite, and the scenery of Liming Lake is not bad, but everyone knows that this is tantamount to house arrest in disguise.
Practitioners from various sects were a little displeased, but no one said anything when they saw the headless corpse on the floor.
De Yuanquan was the new suzerain chosen by the old matriarch, but he died tragically as soon as he appeared in the practice world, and no one would let it go.
Is it just that people from the Qingshan sect will stay here?
Dozens of eyes with different emotions fell on He Bumu.
According to the Qingshan Sect's behavior style, they would absolutely not accept the Suling Sect's request, not to mention that the old matriarch had directly identified that this matter was related to them.
No one thought that Why Bumu would accept it.
He took Lin Yingliang and other three Shiyue Peak disciples to the outside of the building, and stayed in the building with a moderate voice.
"Why do you want to leave? I've been in the peak for so many years to see the flowers and plants, open fire and dark fire, what's wrong with staying here to watch the excitement?"
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With the death of the new suzerain, De Yuanquan, the Qingxin Conference naturally ended hastily, but no matter the representatives of the various sects or the casual cultivators, they were all left behind.
The method used by Xuanling Sect is also simple, it is a large formation hidden in the scenery of lakes and mountains.
Two years ago, the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate of the West Sea Sword Sect was easily breached by the Qingshan Sect. It was because Daoist Taiping sneaked into Shaoming Island and destroyed the core of the formation.
Now the cultivators want to leave, unless they can find the formation hub under the supervision of the Suzuki Sect, and then destroy it.
Xuanling Sect does not allow people to leave, but it does not forbid practitioners to come and go at will, obviously not worried about this.
The young monk of Guocheng Temple went to inquire about the news, returned to the small courtyard, shook his head repeatedly, and said, "It is said that that person died very badly."
The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and sighed.
The young monk didn't know why the master sighed, and said, "I heard that Elder He of the Qingshan Sect and the old matriarch are fighting again."
The old monk glanced at him, thought for a while and didn't tell him to shut up.
The young monk looked at Jing Jiu and said: "The old matriarch said that the Qingshan sect is deceiving people too much, and Elder He replied that the Xuanling sect is bloody. Look, this matchup is really neat..."
Jing Jiu thought to himself that these two sentences were indeed similar to the couplets he had read in books before, but he didn't expect that Why Bumu actually had a skill and some appreciation.
The young monk continued: "I don't know when the murderer will be found... Don't look at me like that. I know it wasn't the immortal master of the Green Mountain Sect. I'm just curious as to who could do it quietly. By the way, do you think people will still die? I don't think so."
The old monk couldn't help but sighed, thinking that he should really shut you up.
The young monk rubbed his head, wondering what happened today, why did the master sigh again and again?
Sometimes it's called a prophecy, and sometimes it's called a crow's mouth.
In short, another murder case occurred at Liming Lake that night.
A highly experienced elder of the Suzuki Sect died in the night, and his body fell into the lake, startling several white geese into the air.
The young monk hurried out and came back in a short time. He said with some regret: "The death is too deep, there is no way to save him, that assassin is really powerful."
The death of that Xuanling Sect elder was almost exactly the same as that of De Yuanquan, with a hole in his face.
The old monk looked at Jing Jiu again, and sighed again.
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In the next few days, the atmosphere at Liming Lake became more tense, and the disciples of the Suzuki Sect became more vigilant, but they still couldn't stop the murders from happening.
No matter in the cave or on the island in the middle of the lake, people died everywhere, and those who died were all important figures in Suanling Sect.
The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and kept sighing.
No matter how naive the young monk was, he understood at this time, but he didn't understand how Jing Jiu managed to do it, even though he hadn't been out of the small courtyard these days.
Jing Jiu's face was a little pale, and he went back to the room to meditate and rest.
Knowing that his sword energy was consumed too much, Ah Da felt distressed, so he didn't climb on top of his head to sleep.
The young monk looked at the closed door and said with a sad face, "Master, are we accomplices?"
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The Great Formation of the Mountain Gate has been opened and Liming Lake is sealed. Everyone knows that that terrifying assassin cannot come from the outside world, but is hiding among the guests.
The problem was that the assassin was too powerful, not to mention that no one saw his figure, not even a trace left.
The bells all over the mountains and on the corners of the eaves never rang once, and the elders and strong men of the Suspender Sect died without a sound.
The most bizarre night before, the two elders of Zhatang died at the east and west ends of Liming Lake at almost the same time.
People were shocked, wondering if there was more than one assassin? Or is it that the assassin's movement skills are so weird and unpredictable?
The increasingly bizarre conjectures and the constant death made many disciples feel scared, but for some people in the Suzu Sect, this was the best thing.
There have always been many people in Xuanling Sect who supported Sect Master Chen, but they did not dare to stand up because of the authority of the old matriarch and the tough methods of the elders. Now that those elders are all dead, who else can stop the surging undercurrent of the Xuanling Sect from breaking through the ground?
Late one night, a senior elder came to the Zhaixing Tower to see the old matriarch.
"We all know where this situation came from. Please disarm the formation as soon as possible and let the suzerain go."
The old matriarch's voice was still emotionless: "Now that Xuanling Sect has been bullied by outsiders, you still want to speak for those outsiders?"
The elder said in a low voice without flinching, "The suzerain has been married to Liming Lake for many years, how can she be an outsider?"
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With the killing of those elders, the balance of power between the two sects of the Xuanling Sect has finally undergone a major reversal.
But everyone knows that the old lady will never accept failure like this.
The practitioners who came to participate in the Qingxin Conference were a little nervous and curiously waiting for the final ending of this story.
Why don't you sit in the lobby with the three Shiyue Peak disciples every day, chatting with Daze and Jingzong's acquaintances, it's really like watching the fun.
Daze Zuoyu envoy, Jingzong Changshi and others thought that he was using this method to prove that Qingshan had nothing to do with this matter, and only he himself knew what he was preparing.
On the morning of the fourth day, that thing finally happened.
The bell on the lakeside of dawn rang loudly, and the aura of heaven and earth danced along with it, creating countless invisible vortexes.
Some casual cultivators with lower realms couldn't bear the changes in their aura, their faces turned pale, and they rushed to the lake to vomit non-stop.
With the ringing of the bell, the formation enveloped a small courtyard.
Dozens of Xuanling Sect disciples surrounded the small courtyard to ensure that no one could leave.
The old lady leaned on her crutches and walked slowly to the front of the small courtyard.
Practitioners from various sects who heard the news also rushed over, Xuan Lingzong did not hide their intentions and let them stand around.
The door of the small courtyard was pushed open, the young monk looked at the situation outside, couldn't help being startled, and said: "Senior, you are..."
The old matriarch ignored him, walked into the small courtyard, and walked directly to the monk wearing the hat without even looking at the old monk.
"You are indeed as the rumors say, whether it is a sword or a person, you are very fast, and you can't even perceive the old body's life bell in advance."
She looked at the monk and said, "But you underestimated my Suspended Bell Sect too much."
The flying sword that kills people by the Liming Lake these days is indeed weird and fast, but if it kills too much, it will always leave some traces.
The Xuanling Sect's large formation continued to narrow the scope according to those traces, and finally when the flying sword killed another person last night, it alarmed the old matriarch's life bell.
The monk in the hat bowed his head and did not speak.
Practitioners from various sects outside the courtyard were very nervous, wondering what would happen if this hat was taken off?
Daze Zuoyu envoy and Jing Zong Changshi took a look at He Bumu, and found that his expression was a little dignified, and he couldn't help but thumped in his heart, knowing that it was really Qingshan Zong who did it.
The old matriarch looked at the monk wearing a hat, and thought of the other's strange body skills and the rumors in the practice world in the past two years, and took a deep breath.
"Fellow Daoist Jing Jiu, you are not in Qingshan for meditation, but you hide here pretending to be a monk of Guocheng Temple. What is your intention?"
Hearing this, practitioners from all schools couldn't help being in an uproar!
The monk wearing the hat is actually Qingshan Jingjiu!
Why did he come to Xuanling Sect to kill people?
People thought of what He Bumu said a few days ago, and found that it was a matter of course.
——Shenmo Peak has only had three outsiders these years, Tong Yan, Bai Zao and the young master of Xuanling Sect, De Seser.
When Tong Yan visited Shenmo Peak, Jing Jiu was still trapped in the snow field, which means that the only outsiders he personally received were Bai Zao and De Seser.
The whole practice world knows the relationship between Jing Jiu and Bai Zao, and the relationship between him and De Seser can be imagined. Something happened to De Seser, how could he not come?
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Hearing what the old matriarch said, Why Bumu squinted slightly, and the hands behind his back trembled slightly.
He wasn't nervous, let alone afraid, but he made the sword formula and notified Lin Yingliang and other three Shiyue Peak disciples to prepare to attack.
These three disciples are not of high level, and Lin Yingliang is the strongest one. He knows that once the war starts, something may happen, but he doesn't care about so much.
Under everyone's gaze, the monk raised his right hand and took off his hat, revealing his face.
Seeing that face, Why Bumu was a little surprised, but his mind relaxed a lot, and the sword formula pinched with his right hand also loosened.
The courtyard is very quiet.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
The monk's face was pretty, but not perfect.
Then he is naturally not Jing Jiu.
He Zhan looked at the old lady and asked seriously: "I am a monk of Guocheng Temple, why can't I be here?"
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(Okay, according to everyone's opinions, the name Ada will be used mainly in the future, which is one word less than Liu Ada...)