As everyone was eating, there was a commotion in the hall.
Jiang Niannian glanced at Yin Buqi, lifted the curtain and looked downstairs.
The people who were originally eating became alert, and saw a group of people rushing into the dining hall. They were wearing ordinary clothes and had long swords on their waists, and it was impossible to tell which sect they belonged to.
The man in the lead was leading a white wolf.
The white wolf's eyes were red, and it looked at everyone and growled softly, with saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth.
This white wolf looked familiar. Then, she asked in surprise, "Isn't this the one Tang Xuanye sat on? Why is it here?"
Jiang Ziyou usually has no temper, but now he is furious and slams the table: "What?! That woman must be here too!"
"I'll kill her!" Meiqiu also showed a ferocious expression, as if as long as Jiang Niannian said "Close the door and release the dog," he would turn into a beast and go out to bite someone to death.
The tone and expression are very earnest.
Yin Buqi had no expression on his face. He picked up a piece of steamed pork with crab roe for Jiang Niannian and said indifferently, "Tang Xuanye is not here. He is dead."
"Dead?!" the other three said in shock.
Yin Buqi continued, "Yes. Tang Murou's behavior spread, and she made many enemies. Tang Xuanye was killed while trying to protect her on the way back to Northern Xinjiang. It seems that these people must have done it."
Jiang Niannian asked: "What about Tang Murou? Is she dead?"
Yin Buqi replied: "She is missing."
Jiang Ziyou opened his eyes wide: "Why isn't she dead yet?"
Coal Ball responded: "That's right!"
Yin Buqi took a handkerchief and wiped the soup from the corner of Jiang Niannian's mouth, and continued: "Now that the four major sects have gradually declined, other small sects have risen one after another, and they all want to squeeze into the ranks of the four major sects. This is why the forbidden technique of pulling the silk can cause such a big fluctuation. Although the forbidden technique will touch the taboos of the cultivation world, in fact, everyone wants to do it."
Jiang Niannian suddenly realized, isn’t this “involution”
Sect members should not practice the Silk Pulling Technique. If other sects practice it, they will kill you. They will force you to practice it.
After pondering for a while, Jiang Niannian said, "Since it is a forbidden technique and it is powerful enough, there must be a backlash."
"That's right." Yin Buqi nodded: "Using this technique will cost you your life and soul."
…
Night falls.
Jiang Niannian sat in the ** and entered into meditation.
The sea of consciousness gradually opened up, and white mist filled the air, making everything gray.
It is clear that as long as one reaches the Nascent Soul stage, the sea of consciousness will be clear. Now she has reached the Spirit Transformation stage, but she still cannot see the sea of consciousness clearly. It is really strange. She always feels that an invisible force is hindering her advancement.
In fact, it is very dangerous to explore before the sea of consciousness is clear. At the least, it will cause mental depression, and at the worst, it will harm the spiritual aspect. But she just wants to know what is hindering her practice.
Her sea of consciousness was hazy and she felt drowsy. She relied on her intuition to explore deeper into the darkness.
It seemed that as long as she could break through this layer, she would be able to recover something.
She could vaguely see some blurry fragments.
She saw a woman who looked exactly like her, with an air of immortality all over her, just standing there, as if the whole world needed to fall for her.
But at this moment, she was locked up tightly and trapped in the huge bedroom.