Chapter 388 Second Attempt

"Ah? Don't you know about this? Isn't it just a few days ago that one of your Lingxing Peak went to the intelligence warehouse of our hall to retrieve information with a token? At that time, I happened to be on duty as the guard there. Recently, due to the lack of manpower here, It's not enough, so the deputy hall master transferred me here again, but I'm really busy." The middle-aged monk was also very surprised, still complaining a little.

Yuan Ming's heart sank. Did Shen Lingyun send someone to obtain information in advance? Then why didn't you tell him clearly before? Is there something hidden?

He carefully recalled the scene when he communicated with Shen Lingyun, thinking about it for a long time, and gradually came up with an idea.

After confirming Yuan Ming's token and purpose of visit, the middle-aged monk stopped caring about Yuan Ming's affairs and became busy again.

In this way, Yuan Ming stayed in the warehouse for about a day, and then returned to Shen Lingyun's cave with a pile of jade slips.

"These are the suspicious records you found out? What's so suspicious about the person named Ge Chen in them?" Shen Lingyun looked at the jade slips presented by Yuan Ming carefully and asked casually.

"Master Qi, firstly because every time he goes on a mission, one of his companions will die unexpectedly, and secondly, because according to the disciple's inquiry, he once went to the Deacon Hall to check some confidential information with a master's token. Yuan Ming lowered his head and replied respectfully.

Hearing this, Shen Lingyun was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have remembered something. A trace of surprise flashed across his face. Then his eyes narrowed. His aura became calmer and his voice became calmer. He seemed to say without any emotion:

"Oh, is this happening?"

"Yes, the disciple guessed that maybe he forged the token. It is really hateful that this boy dared to pretend to be the master." Yuan Ming continued.

"Haha, your guess is good. He may have gotten the general shape of my token from somewhere else. This doesn't prove anything." Shen Lingyun suddenly chuckled.

"The master is right. In this case, the disciple has now locked the location of this son. I also ask the master to allow the disciple to catch him now and confront him face to face to clear the master's suspicion." Yuan Ming handed over his hand. Turn around and leave.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. When he looked down, he saw that a silver-white spear had penetrated his chest.

Yuan Ming recognized that this was Shen Lingyun's magic weapon, and immediately turned his head and looked at Shen Lingyun in disbelief.

"Master, this... why is this..."

"It's a pity. I really want you to be my heir. There are things you should know, and you will always know them. If you want to blame it, blame it on your own curiosity. You noticed something you shouldn't know at the wrong time. Just notice it." Shen Lingyun still had a smile on his face and his tone was as calm as ever.

But the next moment his smile froze on his face.

I saw Yuan Ming using his last bit of strength to crush the jade talisman in his hand. At the same time, a sound that echoed through the sky suddenly sounded outside the cave.

"These are the suspicious records you found..."

Shen Lingyun was startled and quickly released his consciousness, only to see two phantoms appearing in the sky above the cave, it was himself and Yuan Ming.

Near the mountainside, the plump Shen Peng looked up at the sky in surprise. In his hand, a fist-sized orb was continuously emitting light.

"Idiosyncratic Photo Bead, when?"

A cold light flashed in Shen Lingyun's eyes, and he recognized that this was a popular magic weapon of the Chaotian Sect. There were two pieces in a pair, which could not only record the situation nearby, but also transmit it simultaneously to another ball magic weapon not far away. middle.

This magic weapon is usually used when high-level monks give lectures, so that those disciples who are not qualified to attend can also get the opportunity to listen. Unexpectedly, it was used here by Yuan Ming.

Shen Lingyun took advantage of the fact that the photo was not left at the critical moment. With a thought, Shen Peng was stunned. Then he quickly walked to Yuan Ming's body, took another photo bead from his body, and crushed it into pieces. .

It was at this time that Shen Lingyun suddenly saw that the last expression on Yuan Ming's face was actually mockery.

"These are..."

The familiar voice sounded again, but this time, the shadow did not appear above Lingxing Peak, but Changle Peak.

Shen Lingyun was stunned, and then suddenly remembered that the activation of the different-phase shadow beads did not need to be stimulated by jade talismans. Yuan Ming's last move was to use other means.

"Junior Brother Shen, what's going on?"

Suddenly, another old voice came from outside the cave, but it was a monk from the Chaotian Sect who was in the alchemy stage who was stationed at another peak. He noticed the contents of the shadow bead and came to inquire.

Shen Lingyun's expression changed for a while, but finally his heart changed. He took out a Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Talisman, activated it and said only one sentence:

"Things have changed and we need to start the plan immediately. Please come quickly, Your Majesty."

Then, he let go of his hand and allowed the transmission note to turn into ashes. At the same time, he took out a token, activated his magic power, and activated the peak protection formation that had been prepared.

A beam of light soared into the sky from the Spirit-shaped Peak, like a blaze of smoke. After a moment of silence, several other peaks in the Chaotian Sect also touched the peak-protecting formation like the Spirit-shaped Peak.

The Chaotian Sect Rebellion officially began at this moment.

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Yuan Ming opened his eyes and found that he was back in the wing room again. At the same time, Master Shura's voice with a hint of regret came to his ears.

"The first re-enactment failed."

However, Yuan Ming was not frustrated. The last means were just a struggle to avenge Shen Lingyun's deception. What he really wanted was to start the next attempt with the information he had already obtained.

After all, the experience of the illusion array was not real history. He only needed to achieve his goal within three times without considering the consequences.

After briefly thinking about the information he got from the last experience, Yuan Ming soon heard Shen Peng's voice coming from outside the house again.

"Junior Brother Zhen, get up quickly..."

As soon as Shen Peng shouted, Yuan Ming pushed open the door and asked directly.

"Brother Shen, did you leave me a reception task? I wonder if there is any reception for Changchun Temple among them?"

"Changchun Temple? Yes, there is, but Junior Brother Zhen, how do you know that I came to introduce you to the reception task?" Shen Peng scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"Haha, Senior Brother Shen has always been kind-hearted. Now that we are in the sect, Senior Brother Shen came with a happy face. He must have spent a lot of thought to plan a good job for me. I just happened to guess it, but I still thank you for your care. I will remember your kindness in my heart." Yuan Ming said happily.

Shen Peng saw Yuan Ming's smiling face, and suddenly felt like he saw a ghost. He didn't know what to say for a while.

"So Senior Brother, do you have the task of receiving Changchun Temple?" Yuan Ming urged twice.

Shen Peng woke up as if from a dream: "Ah, yes, yes, I have these two tasks in my hand, one is Changchun Temple, and the other is Wu Lei Sect. Since Junior Brother has an idea, then the task jade slip of Changchun Temple will be handed over to you. I will go back to register later. But, Junior Brother Zhen, do you have anything to do today?"

"Senior Brother Shen, don't worry too much, but Junior Brother I have an epiphany. I feel that the past is too boring. I want to change a little to avoid affecting future practice." Yuan Ming explained.

Shen Peng nodded doubtfully, but it was not a bad thing that his gloomy junior brother had become much more cheerful. He did not say much and briefly explained the task content to Yuan Ming, reminded him of a few precautions, and then turned and left.

Yuan Ming also returned to the house, and his consciousness sank into the jade slip. He learned that the Changchun Temple team would arrive in a day. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the storage bag and went to the market outside the sect to prepare the necessary things.

One day later, in the early morning, Longyou Peak.

This peak is a place in Chaotian Sect that is responsible for negotiations with other sects. Most of the houses in the peak are built to receive visitors from other sects. Although some disciples are responsible for daily maintenance, there is no peak master.

A huge green wooden flying boat slowly landed on the platform at the top of the peak. Dozens of monks dressed in Dajin costumes walked down from it. The leader was a handsome young monk with a strand of green hair hanging down on each side of his ear, adding a dashing style.

Behind him followed seven or eight foundation-building monks, all of whom looked quite young, with two of them leading the way.

In front of the platform, Bi Changyou, the head of Changle Peak, saw the people in the flying boat coming down, and immediately came forward with a big laugh.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the leader of the team this time was Daoist Wanqi Ze. The rumor that he entered the Jindan stage before he was half a century old was widely spread not long ago. Now I see the real person in person, and he is indeed extraordinary."

"Daoist Bi, you are joking. I can achieve what I have today thanks to the careful cultivation of the sect, plus some lucky opportunities. In terms of strength, it is just the moon in the mirror and the flower in the water, which is really not worth mentioning." Wanqi Ze said modestly.

"There is no false person under a great reputation, Daoist, don't be modest. It's rare for you to come to my Chaotian Sect now. I have prepared a tea table in advance. I wonder if Daoist Wanqi Ze can come and sit and discuss Taoism with you?" Bi Changyou invited.

"Being respectful is worse than obeying." Wanqi Ze nodded and left with Bi Changyou.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming, who had been silently standing behind Bi Changyou, stepped forward at the right time and bowed to the remaining monks of Changchun Temple.

"Fellow Taoists, I am Zhen Luo from Lingxing Peak. Next, I will lead you to visit the various scenic spots of our sect. I wonder if you want to go anywhere?"

The monks of Changchun Temple looked at each other after hearing this. Finally, the leading male cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Period spoke:

"I have heard that your sect has four great desperate places, among which the Qianzai Xianxia of Tianxia Peak is the most famous. We have longed for it for a long time. Please lead the way, fellow Taoist Zhen."

Yuan Ming nodded, his eyes fell on the face of the male cultivator, vaguely feeling that his appearance was somewhat familiar, and seeing that there was an inexplicable aura of a superior in his words and deeds, he asked again:

"May I ask what your name is, fellow Taoist?"

"Liu Zhanshang." The male cultivator smiled.

"So it's the Emperor of the Great Jin in person. I'm sorry." Yuan Ming suddenly realized, and his smile became even bigger.