People die every day, some die quietly and remain unknown, while others cause a huge sensation.
Xiaohu's death was like a huge boulder thrown into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves, and the entire world of cultivation was in turmoil.
Taoist Qingsong has entered the Nascent Soul stage and achieved the Nascent Soul's true form. No one dares to challenge his majesty. Xiaohu, as a well-known genius disciple of the Qingsong Sect, died in a school co-founded by Taoist Qingsong. Isn't that a great shame
Not to mention that the day was not a celebration for Taoist Qingsong to become the Master of Nascent Soul, but the festival month of Taoist Qingsong was not the month of death for his disciples. Taoist Qingsong's anger could be heard!
"Check it for him! If we can't find it out, we won't have any chance to go east!" Taoist Qingsong said angrily as he looked at a group of gray disciples from the academy.
The gray disciples were all kneeling on the ground and shivering, not daring to take a breath. They saw the legendary ancestor of Nascent Soul. This should have been something worth showing off, but no one was excited.
Nascent Soul Qi was angry, and the terrifying coercion made everyone panic. If Taoist Qingsong hadn't restrained himself, those people would have had their hearts broken, lost their lives, and were buried with them in the east.
No one pities those gray disciples, their lives are completely worthless. Even if Taoist Qingsong kills all the gray disciples in the academy, every cultivator will think it is natural. After all, Xiaohu's life was lost in the academy!
His life is more precious than many people in the world of cultivation, let alone those gray disciples!
The gray disciples present didn't know what happened. They didn't know why Xiaohu came to the school on the day of the celebration, nor why Xiaohu died naked in his bed, nor why Xiaohu's heart was missing.
They knew that a gray disciple who was cleaning the room on a routine basis the next day opened the door and saw that the bright red blood had dyed a naked boy into a dark red bloody man. Even the pure red sheets were dyed red. It was so shocking. , almost shocked the gray disciple’s courage!
There were five deep claw marks on Xiaohu's neck, which pierced the blood vessels in his throat. Blood spurted out and splattered on the ground, where it had solidified.
There was a hole in his chest that was clearly visible, and the beating heart in his chest had disappeared.
It was already noon when Taoist Master Qingsong got the news and came over. The blazing sun was scorching the earth, but the school was covered with a layer of frost, which was bone-chilling. All the cultivators who spent the night in the school felt like they were in the cold winter.
"Master, my junior brother seems to have been attacked by a certain monster. The claw marks and the kicking technique of grabbing the heart by oneself are all like the work of a monster. But I have asked about it and there is no trace of the monster in Qingshou City. , The monster has no intelligence. It is impossible for it to appear in the school, let alone bypass so many people and go straight to Xiaohu's room." Hong Lang tightened his face and carefully looked at the corpse, feeling very sad. heavy.
"If it's not a monster, then it's the work of a cultivator. Why did Xiaohu appear in the school last month?" Taoist Qingsong asked coldly.
No one knew, but perhaps only Deacon Liu knew the reason why Xiaohu appeared there. But Deacon Liu was so frightened that his body was found outside his room, with a rope tied around his neck and hanging from the beam. He had committed suicide out of fear of crime!
"Master, my junior brother has a bold temperament. Checking the traces on his body, I'm afraid he had sex with someone last night." Hong Lang whispered.
"What about the person I am having sex with?" Taoist Qingsong asked again.
Hong Lang shook his head, because no one knew where the person who had sex with Xiaohu went, and some gray disciples knew about it. But those gray disciples were so frightened that they could not speak in front of Taoist Qingsong. If they wanted to find out the matter, they might not be interrogated in front of Taoist Qingsong.
The three girls were taken away by Mu Yu, who sent them out of the city and told them not to go home or go to school again, otherwise their lives would be in danger. Mu Yu could not leave them there, because he knew that if they were not in school, they would probably go to Huangquan Road to accompany Xiaohu.
"Master, you said that with your current level of cultivation, no one would dare to make mistakes with them, and those who dare to make mistakes with them are the Jiuhua Sect. The disciple just found out that Jiuhua Zhenren was in the academy last night Resting in the middle, Bu Nao left very early, you said-"
"Jiuhua Zhenren!"
Taoist Qingsong is rising in anger. Jiuhua Sect has reached a point where it can compete with Qingsong Pangma. They are the only ones in the east of the world who dare to do such a thing.
But Taoist Qingsong was not carried away by anger. He did not have any evidence. It would be too ridiculous to rush to the mountain gate of their home to investigate the crime. There were so many people staying at the school last night, and it is not ruled out that some sects would be angry with Xiaohu because of the demise of the sect, and would wrongly attack Xiaohu.
"Whoever it is, he needs evidence! Then he will personally make him aware of the situation and kill his disciple, and he will have to pay ten times the price!" Taoist Qingsong's cold voice resounded throughout the school.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Taoist Qingsong.
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Mu Yu had already left the school. Last night, he tried to find out who the shadow that killed Xiao Hu was, and whether the other party was faster than him, killing everyone in the blink of an eye and escaping. Not sloppy at all.
Mu Yu was at the foot of the Jiuhua sect mountain at the moment and was not in the mountain. He was in trouble.
The entire mountain peak of Jiuhua Sect towers into the clouds. The east side of the mountain is composed of rocks, and the mountain side is lush and covered with trees. But Muyu cannot get close to Jiuhua Mountain because the mountain is protected by the powerful power of Ye Chang.
If you don’t have permission, you can’t enter the mountain-protecting formation at the Nascent Soul stage!
The Jiuhua sect's really big legs actually set up that kind of formation. The Qingsong Sect actually has a formation, but the mountains of the Qingsong Sect are ineffective compared to Mu Yu who can blend into the trees, while the mountains of the Jiuhua Sect directly cut off Mu Yu's path in the mountain.
Being unable to be in the mountain means that it is impossible to determine whether Tian Ran is supporting the Jiuhua Master, let alone whether the master is in the Jiuhua Sect.
He was very distressed. He hovered at the foot of the mountain for a long time and searched for various methods. However, he could not get close to the mountain, so he had no choice but to give up.
Mu Yu returned to the school. The school had been guarded by Qingsong Sect disciples. Because of Xiaohu's death, the entire Qingshou City was shrouded in a thick layer of haze, and even mortals did not dare to make any loud noises. At this time, cultivators who want to enter the city are not allowed to fly in directly. Everyone must be registered.
"Please don't bother me!"
He originally planned to rest at the school for one night and rush back tomorrow. But when he entered the school, he was questioned by the disciples of the Qingsong Sect, which made him very upset. The attitude of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect was not good. When they learned that Mu Yu was from the Luochen Sect, their eyes became even more unkind, and then they mistakenly gave him instructions for Tongjiao in an arrogant manner.
"Luochen Sect? Humph! After our ancestor achieved the Nascent Soul Realm, we can finally clean up those rubbish sects. A sect with less than ten people can also be called a sect? Shouldn't that kind of sect be given to the Jiuhua Sect? Please forgive me. It would be embarrassing for him to join their Qingsong Sect!" a disciple of the Qingsong Sect said disdainfully.
"Haha! If the Luochen Sect can defeat our Qingsong Sect in the competition, our Qingsong Sect doesn't ask for it, so how can their Jiuhua Sect ask for it?" At that moment, several people laughed sarcastically from behind Mu Yu.
Mu Yu turned around and looked at the four people. They were all dressed in the Jiuhua Sect's costumes. The leader was named Tu Panshan. Mu Yu had seen him during the competition and he was one of the main force of the Jiuhua Sect.
"Our Jiuhua sect is so brave to come to the academy!"
The leader of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect was named Sun Yin. They also believed that the death of Xiaohu and the Jiuhua Sect could not escape Gangjie. They saw that Tu Panshan of the Jiuhua Sect dared to bring three people to the school at that time, so they were angry. stand up.
"Why can't they come to the school? Although the school is not built by our school, the maintenance cost of the school is not less than ours. They can come if they want. What can I do?" Tu Panshan sneered.
Xiaohu's death spread throughout the entire cultivation world within a day, and it was spread so loudly that he didn't know. Bu Nao Ruming Jiuhua Zhenren also has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul stage. Their Jiuhua sect is not weaker than Qingsong sect, so they have nothing to fear!
"Stop talking nonsense, no matter who comes to the school Mingyue, please accept the interrogation and registration honestly. Where are we from? What sect are we from? Our name, gender, and magic weapon used must be written down there honestly before we can enter. "The Qingsong sect disciples guarded the gate of the school and patted the paper on the table.
Tu Panshan suddenly became unhappy: "Our Qingsong sect is used to being domineering, don't we think we are truly invincible? Do we dare to block the way of their Jiuhua sect?"
"Jiuhua Sect? Huh! Why don't you dare? Our Jiuhua Sect can't escape Gangjie's death. We'd better be honest with him!" Sun Yin sneered. The war between Qingsong Sect and Jiuhua Sect has long been burning secretly. When they got up, both of them had the support of people in the Nascent Soul stage, so they never gave up.
"Do I rely on them for Xiaohu's death? I'm so brave!" Tu Panshan said angrily.
Mu Yu watched the disciples of the two sects fighting each other. He was too lazy to pay attention. No matter who won or lost, it had nothing to do with him. He turned around and walked directly to the entrance of the school.
"Stop!" Sun Yin stretched out his legs and arms to stop Mu Yu, "Luochen Sect and other low-level sects are not allowed to enter the school!"
"Then there is no rule about when to settle down?" Mu Yu had already accumulated a lot of anger when he was called here and there to fill in the messy information. Now that he has finished filling in the information, he is not allowed to enter. The clay figurine is very graceful, not to mention No wood feather.
Sun Yin looked at him with contempt and said: "His Dingdong rules, he said I can't enter, so I can't enter! A disciple of a rubbish sect like me is not worthy of entering the school."
"If we lose to a disciple of a rubbish sect, then it doesn't matter whether our Qingsong sect is good or bad?"
Mu Yu looked at the arrogant look of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect, and thought that if all the disciples of the sect entered the Qingsong Alliance, wouldn't they all be looked down upon by the local disciples of the Qingsong Sect
"Be bold!"
Sun Yin waved his sleeve angrily and pointed a flying sword at Mu Yu, "Was Xiaohu careless and defeated by my sneak attack? Do I really think that I can ignore them because I was lucky enough to defeat Xiaohu? Even My master begged to kneel down and kowtow in front of their Qingsong Patriarch, and he will teach me a lesson tomorrow!"
main idea? Sneak attack? lucky
Mu Yu laughed angrily. Qingsong sect disciples have always been pretentious and would never admit that they would lose. Even if Xiaohu lost to Mu Yu of the Luochen sect, they would not admit it because their ancestor, Qingsong Taoist, was not in the Nascent Soul stage. The cultivator!
Could it be that those disciples of the Qingsong Sect didn't know that the Qingsong Patriarch, who they thought was as noble as a god, was secretly just an old servant kneeling in front of them. Those people didn't know anything about it, and they were just showing off their power here. Is it true? Ridiculous!
"The disciples taught by Venerable Yuanying must be extraordinary, so he would like to learn from them!"
The sword in Mu Yu's leg trembled slightly. He had never been a person who was afraid of trouble, and trouble always came to him.