The two returned to Qiyang Sect, only to find out that the sect competition will be held in a month's time.
The sect conducts a competition every sixty years, and all disciples are eligible to participate in the competition, and the winners with the same level of cultivation will be rewarded.
This reward is not an ordinary thing, so many disciples practice hard for each competition.
Although Shen Mubai didn't know what the reward for this competition was, but from the memory of the original owner, he knew that the reward was really powerful, Qiyang Sect also spent a lot of money to motivate the disciples in the sect.
After thinking about it, she still decided to stay in the sect for a while, and let Yan Rong participate in this competition by the way.
And the ancestor of Yuanling Daoist should have left the customs decades ago, but the prediction failed, so he didn't come out until now.
As soon as he left the customs, Yuan Ling heard the news and immediately came to complain, "Master Zu, those three of my disciples died so badly."
This master's status in the sect is not ordinary. He was already in the late stage of leaving his body before retreating. Now he is distracted when he leaves the closed door. The coercion on his body is not something ordinary monks can bear. Being Yuan Ling's ancestor, but looking the same age as Yuan Ling, this is just a way for a cultivator to keep his face.
Chang Yi glanced at him lightly and said, "What happened?"
The reason why Yuan Ling has confidence in the sect is because of his master, so he naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the other party, so he explained the ins and outs clearly.
"There are many monsters in the secret realm of the sect, and some disciples will be lost every time." Chang Yi said disapprovingly.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Yuan Ling continued to complain, "Master Zu, it's not the first time for my three disciples to participate in this secret realm. Fifty years ago, they lost their lives together in that small secret realm. So If there is nothing wrong with this matter, I absolutely do not believe it.”
Chang Yi's eyes fell on him, and he said without anger, "Then what do you want?"
Yuan Ling knew that if he didn't give a reasonable explanation, the master would definitely not waste his cultivation to help him, so he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "I suspect that Su Yi and that Yan Rong did it."
He slowly said those grievances, gritted his teeth and said, "After thinking about it, I always felt that my disciple's death was definitely not that simple. Why did Su Yi Daoist suddenly enter the small secret realm with that banquet. Is it because of me? Throwing a trash to her, so I held a grudge, so I let my disciple die unexpectedly."
If Shen Mubai was here, he must be shocked to hear such shameless logic.
This Chang Yi is not that brainless, "This reason is too far-fetched."
Yuan Ling begged, "Master, don't you have the magic weapon for searching souls, just help me."
The three apprentices he has raised for so many years are gone if he wants to, and the qualifications are still the best. How could he be able to swallow that breath, even if he was desperate, he still had to ask his master and uncle to take out the magic weapon today.
Chang Yi seemed to have remembered something, frowned slightly and said, "Isn't the head of the sect with the life cards of each disciple? You can tell if you have been killed or not."
Yuan Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Master, the fate card was broken in half, and it wasn't killed by the disciples of the same sect. But the disciple felt that the matter was definitely not that simple. There must be someone with an evil weapon lurking in our sect, saying Maybe it’s the magic cultivator.”
When it comes to demon cultivation, I am afraid that every sect's face will change when they hear about it.
At that time, the demon world once dominated the cultivation world, and many demon cultivators lurked in various sects for the purpose of unifying the cultivation world. The situation was very critical at that time. The body blew itself up, and today's cultivation world is probably another scene.
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