"We have immortals in charge of our Soul Refining Sect, and anyone dares to kill the second generation of disciples?" Longhu said in surprise.

"This... I don't know about it." Yan Xin shook his head. He was only a disciple of the third generation. He had just entered the Soul Refining Sect and knew more about many things than dragons and tigers.

"Okay, you go first." Long Hu waved his hand, and waited for Yan Xin to leave before looking at Fu Hongxue beside him: "Old Fu, do we want to go and have a look?"

"Well, it's better to listen more. Maybe you can know the news about the senior sister and junior brother." Fu Hongxue nodded, and his serious injury made him unable to help coughing.

Hearing the cough, Longhu's brows frowned and said, "Your injuries..."

"It will be recovered in a while." Fu Hongxue waved her hand, not very concerned. He just lost his qi and blood when he passed through the Tianmen, and it was not a fatal injury.

Long Hu nodded. Thinking that Ye Xiu and Nalan Qingxuan have returned no news, he couldn't help but worry, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying, "I don't know how my junior brother and senior sister are doing now."

.”

"Cough, cough... I don't have to worry about it. He has always been a good person and has a natural appearance. As for the senior sister, I don't have to worry about it. With her strength, even if she entered the third-grade sect, she was still the kind of offering sacrifices.

"Fu Hongxue smiled.

"Clang, Clang..."

After the death bell rang for a cup of tea, it suddenly stopped. Longhu and Fu Hongxue, as soon as they entered the hall, they saw an old man from the tribulation period, holding this roster and constantly searching for it.

It was so gloomy that the entire hall was filled with a sense of murderous intention. Seeing this Supreme Elder, the cheap master of Longhu, was angry, even some second-generation disciples did not dare to say anything.

"Dugu Qiu, is it him?" The Supreme Elder frowned. When he saw the words "Dugu Qiu" written in a golden pen on the list, his face became more and more gloomy when it had already faded.

, slowly said, "I remember that Dugu Qiu is a disciple of the sect leader, right?"

"The Supreme Elder, it's him." At this time, a three-generation disciple who was responsible for recording documents nodded and said, "This uncle Dugu, after going out to practice, joined a low-level sect called Demon Sword Pavilion, and

Become the Lord of the Demon Sword Pavilion. Since he took over the Demon Sword Pavilion, he will send back a batch of resources every two years, and he has never stopped..."

"What a courage, even the second generation disciples of our Soul Refining Sect dare to slaughter..." The Supreme Elder snorted, and the light fell on Longhu and said lightly: "Longhu, go, go,

Prepare and set out to the Demon Sword Pavilion immediately to find out the cause of Dugu Qiu's death. Our disciples of the Soul Refining Sect must not die in vain."

"Let me go?" Longhu frowned, and was about to refuse, when he saw the Supreme Elder looking over with a kind look, he said directly: "My lineage is the strongest now, the other party is Ming

Knowing that Dugu Qiu is a disciple of our Soul Refining Sect, he dares to kill him wantonly, so his strength should not be weak. If you don’t go, wouldn’t you go personally?”

"But..." Before Longhu could continue to speak, the Supreme Elder interrupted again and said, "As for your friend, don't worry, he is just a serious loss of qi and blood. After you go, the teacher will find a way to replace him.

He recovered.”

"Dragon and tiger, don't refuse." Fu Hongxue shook her head secretly and sent a voice to him.

"Okay... OK." Longhu gritted his teeth and replied reluctantly.

“…”

Soon, the two returned to the temporarily occupied mountains, with a little uninterrupted look on their faces. They looked at the direction of the main hall, gritted their teeth, and said, "Old Fu, what are you trying to persuade me to do? I doubt that old man

Something is not so kind to do... "

"It's not a solution for both of us to stay on the mountain." Fu Hongxue shook her head and said slowly, "After you go out, you can also inquire about the news about your junior brother and the others."

"But your injury..." Longhu looked at him with concern.

"Don't worry, I'm just losing my qi and blood, and I haven't become a useless person..."

"Okay, I'll get back as soon as possible."

“…”

In the palace.

Luo Yuheng found a clean hall, and after someone brought a few cups of tea, he sat opposite Ye Xiu. Looking back on the past, a bitterness appeared on his face behind the veil, and said, "Actually, I am

He was exiled by the sect to Zhou Wu's court."

"Release...exile? So... what? Master Luo is a disciple of the Holy Dynasty sect?" Shi Zhan asked with a blink of an eye.

"Aren't you?" Luo Yuheng glanced at him and said expressionlessly.

Shi Zhan smiled a few times, and did not speak out. He was not surprised that Luo Yuheng saw through him at first glance. Instead, Ye Xiu was a little surprised. Luo Yuheng seemed to understand his doubts and explained directly, saying: "These small dynasties, resources

It is already the limit to support several masters. When he encounters a strong man like him who is in the late stage of the elixir, he basically has a close relationship with the Holy Tang. He either exils or goes out to practice, fails to complete the task, only

I can die of old age here.”

"Are you training?" Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously at Shi Zhan.

"Well..." Shi Zhan nodded. He did not dare to hide it in front of Ye Xiu. He said in a little depressed manner: "I am a disciple of the Eight-Armed Sect. I have been here for forty-seven years."

I have been practicing for forty-seven years.

Haven't gone back yet?

Ye Xiu was also a little shocked and looked at him with a strange look: "What kind of task you have experienced? It takes forty-seven years."

"Cultivate eight arms." Shi Zhan's body shook slightly, and two more arms appeared, looking a bit like Nezha. He shook again and then took it back, looking at Ye Xiu and smiled bitterly.

, said: "Our Xiliang Kingdom is even scarce than the Zhou Wu Dynasty. We have to pay some resources to the sect every year. In this way, our own cultivation is pale in comparison, and it is even more difficult to cultivate the eight arms."

"I remember that the Eight-Armed Sect is just a ninth-grade sect." Luo Yuheng frowned and looked at Shi Zhan suspiciously: "If you practice the Eight-Armed Sect, you will at least be able to practice the Tribulation Period, your sect leader,

At most, it’s the realm of transformation, right?”

"Who said no..." Shi Zhan became more and more depressed, sighing with tears in his eyes, "The sect is small, and is in the territory of the Holy Dynasty. All the sect leaders are worried that one day they will provoke a ruthless character.

I have thought of such a stupid way to destroy the sect, saying that bird eggs cannot be placed in one basket. Every time I draw lots, the easiest thing is to cultivate three arms, and the most difficult thing is to cultivate eight arms.

, you will never be allowed to return to the sect."

"How do you divide the sects you mentioned?" Ye Xiu shook his head, ignoring Shi Zhan's depression. He didn't have that much ability. He could make the other party grow several arms in an instant. He looked at Luo Yuheng and was curious.

Asked.

"You... don't even know the division of the sect?"

Swish!

Not only Luo Yuheng was stunned.
Chapter completed!