Chapter 932 Watching the Show

Everyone was shocked when this was said.

Luo Ganjing's strength was obvious to all. More importantly, he was able to retreat after being injured in the battle to besiege Luo Tianfeng, which was enough to show how powerful he was.

Those who were not strong enough were buried there.

Even such a powerful person, someone made him not even have time to withdraw the formation and was killed before he could call for help.

The person who killed him was definitely not a simple cultivator.

More importantly, this person actually killed their elders in the Asura tribe.

A powerful cultivator is not scary, but a powerful cultivator who can hide himself is really scary.

"Master, how are you!"

A graceful middle-aged man came up.

He had an elegant temperament and was well-dressed.

After checking Luo Ganjing's body, he hurriedly explored Luo Yangwu's breath. When he saw that Luo Yangwu was only seriously injured and his life was not in danger, he asked: "Do you know who shot him?"

The crying 'Luo Yangwu' seemed not to hear the middle-aged man's question.

He cried even louder.

His expression became more and more sad.

The elders who came over also had a flash of sadness in their eyes.

Luo Ganjing was an elder of the great sect and had made great contributions to the great sect. He did not die at the hands of the enemy or the hands of foreigners, but died quietly in his own dojo, under the cover of the formation, and even they did not notice it.

Isn't this heartbreaking.

He asked in a deep voice: "Who killed him!"

"It was me."

Luo Tianfeng wiped his tears and shouted: "It was me who killed the elder."

The elder comforted in a deep voice: "Don't be anxious, leader, tell me slowly."

"No matter who it is, they will pay the price for the elder's death."

"I was in seclusion."

"Suddenly I heard that Elder Luo said he knew about my father's death, so I rushed here without stopping. In order not to leak the news, I didn't even tell Uncle Mansheng. After meeting Elder Luo, he really began to tell about the attack on my father that year."

Everyone was shocked.

Many of them knew about the events of the past. Those who knew the inside story suppressed it, and those who didn't know the inside story had many speculations. Even many elders and Dharma Kings were involved.

Unexpectedly, Luo Ganjing, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was the one who knew the inside story, and he wanted to tell it to the young leader.

For a moment, many elders frowned.

They had already agreed not to investigate or explore that matter.

This was not what they wanted to agree on, but the elders summoned and told them to be deaf and dumb.

Unexpectedly, the old story would be brought up again.

The elder, who was thin and had a cold light in his eyes, asked kindly: "What did he say?"

"Before he could say it, a strange monk appeared and wanted to kill me." As he said that, Luo Tianfeng tore open his clothes, revealing his collapsed left chest.

His face was pale and his eyes were full of fear. He said, "He is too strong. Even my undefeated Shura Dao body was broken by him."

"He almost killed me."

"If it weren't for the elder..."

"Elder!"

...

"Me."

"Not dead?"

Luo Ganjing stood above the boundless realm and looked at his body in surprise.

He was indeed dead, but now this realm still retained his spirit. He could even clearly feel that he could still stimulate his power and maybe he could walk out of the realm.

"I advise you not to do this."

A voice with a bit of hoarseness in the ethereal sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a Taoist in a black and red robe appeared not far away. The man had red hair on the top corners, a pale face, and his hands behind his back.

Luo Ganjing saw at a glance that the other party was a ghost cultivator.

He couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"You can't tear open this realm."

Tu Shanjun recalled the method he used against Dong Haijun back then. Now he no longer needed it because his main soul body had not disappeared.

Not to mention that Wu'an Guixu is no longer what it used to be. Even if the top Great Saint is trapped, he may not be able to get out by his own strength under the suppression of tens of millions of Yin Gods.

Seeing that Luo Ganjing no longer tried, Tu Shanjun asked in doubt: "You don't seem to think I will lie to you."

Luo Ganjing sighed: "People who can use such boxing skills don't need to lie to me."

"What are you looking at?"

Tu Shanjun waved his palm, and a huge ripple came into view, and then turned into a square curtain, but this square curtain was a person's perspective.

Tu Shanjun used magic to turn it around and nodded with satisfaction: "It's much better now."

The perspective turned, and he really changed from the protagonist to the bystander.

...

Luo Ganjing was amazed. He didn't expect that magic could be used in this way, but this kind of peeping should be seen through.

He saw many familiar people, as well as the elders who came forward, who was also the elder of Qian, one of the eight pillars of Asura.

With the strength of the elders, they should be able to easily find out that someone was using magic to detect them, but what surprised Luo Ganjing was that no cultivator found out.

"Where are we?"

"In the banner."

"Banner?"

Luo Ganjing frowned suddenly.

"Elder."

The crying interrupted Luo Ganjing's meditation. He looked over and saw Luo Tianfeng, no, to be more precise, it was 'Luo Yangwu' who was crying on his body.

And he was still trying his best to lie.

The half-truthful words really shocked everyone.

"So fake."

Luo Ganjing said mercilessly.

Tu Shanjun said: "I think his acting is okay, but he cried too loudly, which sounded a bit noisy. His personal state is too high, and his whole body is clanging, which is not good. Although it can mobilize people's emotions, it is too dry. It would be better if he could act more restrained."

Luo Ganjing showed a suspicious look in his eyes. Who is this person? How come he is involved in this field?

He originally thought that the other party was a genius of the ghost clan and a helper invited by Luo Tianfeng, but now it seems that the relationship between the two is not what he imagined.

This person does not seem to be convinced by Luo Tianfeng.

His eyes are also very indifferent.

Not to mention that he can make such a joke.

Luo Ganjing asked: "Daoyou is not the helper invited by Luo Tianfeng?"

"Yes."

"But I don't believe him."

Tu Shanjun finally stated his purpose.

Luo Tianfeng wanted to curb his strength, and he naturally saw it.

Similarly, he also wanted to find out the details of Luo Tianfeng to avoid being tricked by Luo Tianfeng. The person who can help him understand Luo Tianfeng well is naturally his enemy, that is, Luo Ganjing.

Luo Ganjing did not ask why, but changed the subject and said: "He is indeed a legendary person. His strength is also beyond doubt. He also led the Asura tribe to break into a world. If he had not really treated people as human beings, if he could..."

There is no if.

If there was, Luo Tianfeng would not have ended like this.

"Where is the old king?"

Luo Ganjing was stunned and pondered: "The old king is unfathomable!"

"Very few people have seen the old king take action. He is like a bodhisattva sitting in the south sky."

While the two of them were chatting, Luo Tianfeng's part was not over yet.

He cried and told how Luo Ganjing took action and how he was defeated.

At the last moment, he found out that Luo Ganjing had been seriously injured.

On his deathbed, Luo Ganjing opened the formation and told about his participation in the siege and killing of the leader.

He also pointed out that the strange monk who appeared might be the leader who wanted to kill and silence the witnesses, and did not want to harm the young leader.

He did not intend to kill the young leader. After all, with the young leader, the sect could be safe. This also explains why the assassin spared Luo Yangwu's life.

"He is the one who surrounded and killed the leader!"

Someone exclaimed, and there was silence all around.

They were all shocked by this incident.

"Silence!"

The elder of the Qian clan shouted, and immediately stopped everyone's shock.

Such a big thing happened, and three of the ten Dharma Kings arrived, namely the Earth Dharma King, the Forest Dharma King, and the Thunder Dharma King who hugged his shoulders.

Luo Manping arrived late, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Not the surprise of the news, but the death of Luo Ganjing.

Gusu Cuiguang did not arrive.

As the head of the ten Dharma Kings, the Heavenly Dharma King, he should have come, but everyone was used to his temper.

Everyone knew that he was a difficult person to get along with.

"You all have kept the matter of today to yourself."

The voice sounded solemn but also wonderful. The owner of the voice was an old woman with a long crutches. She separated the crowd and walked forward, glancing at him with her phoenix eyes.

She said coldly: "If I hear any rumors, you should understand."

"Please rest assured, Elder Yue!"

Everyone immediately bowed and saluted.

"Here comes the Heavenly King!"

A loud voice came.

The elders expanded the originally separated corridor a little more.

What came into view was a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance. It was difficult to judge him by age. It seemed that the years had not left any traces on him. There was only one person following him.

It was a sharp light, silent like a shadow.

After Luo Tianpeng stepped into the dojo, he saw Luo Ganjing lying in a pool of blood, and a little mourning flashed in his eyes: "Who killed him?!"

No one answered.

But they all set their eyes on him.

Luo Tianpeng's face was ashen.

Regardless of whether he was the one who did it or not, and regardless of the methods involved, after Luo Ganjing died, he could not clear himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Others would think that Luo Ganjing had a change of heart and wanted to tell the young leader about the old things in the past, but was stopped by someone, and the person who stopped this was the mastermind.

Luo Tianpeng was identified as the one who murdered the old leader on the day he returned to the big sect.

Luo Tianpeng asked who killed him not for show, but he really wanted to know who killed Luo Ganjing.

No one present could answer.

Luo Tianpeng looked at Luo Ganjing's body and sighed: "Now that things have come to this, we should first settle the elder's affairs. It is not appropriate to make it public or simple."

The elder of the Qian clan turned his head indifferently and said: "Prepare for the funeral!"

"Send the leader back to the temple."

"Send the earth law king and the thunder law king to track down the murderer."

"Don't let the murderer go unpunished."

"Yes!"

The two thunder and earth law kings immediately stood up.

However, their eyes were fixed on Luo Tianpeng who was standing in front of the dojo.

The cultivators behind Luo Tianpeng responded with murderous eyes.

The elder of the Qian clan looked at Luo Tianpeng and said, "The ancestor has given instructions."

"The two Heavenly Kings are stationed in the north and south respectively. They cannot return to the Great Sect without permission. The Heavenly King should go back."

Luo Tianpeng said, "How can we leave it alone in such a troubled time?"

"Even the elders that the old leader trusts so much are the ones who took action. How can I be assured of the safety of the young leader? Now is the time to thoroughly investigate the Great Sect, clear the court, eliminate the heretics in the Great Sect, and restore peace to the world."

King Lei sneered, "Are you saying that we are heretics?"

"I think it's the Heavenly King."

"Not long after the death of the leader, the Heavenly King returned to the sect in a hurry. Isn't he here for the throne?"

"I think the matter of the old leader has something to do with you."

The cold and stern monk standing behind Luo Tianpeng looked even colder than the knife: "You are looking for death!"

Lei Fa Wang did not give in, and stepped forward and said: "It is unknown who is looking for death!"