The Deacon Hall of the Thousand Mechanical Pavilion of the Holy Land

At this time, the atmosphere in the Deacon Hall was very depressing, especially when the elder of the Art Hall saw the extinguished soul lamp, the surging anger forced the deacon of the Soul Hall who was bowing and holding the soul lamp to spit a mouthful of blood.

The Great Elder of the Soul Palace glanced at the others and said to the Great Elder of the Soul Palace with his eyebrows not his eyebrows, his nose not his nose: "Okay, what's wrong with our Soul Palace disciples venting their anger? Your saint has never been a peace of mind. I was only now that something happened to her is unexpected!"

The elder of the Art Palace glared at the Soul Palace, "I see you as jealous and pity the Saint!"

Although he was not too jealous of this mysterious saint, as the saint of this temple, he was still qualified to be pity.

The others did not participate in these two fellow disciples who had already had conflicts, and only looked at the great elders of the Tiansuan Palace.

At this time, he kept calculating in his hands, but his hand gestures were not formed. This made the elder of the Cave Void Realm, who was one of the best in the Qianji Pavilion, frowned. After thinking about it, he took out a piece of white tortoise shell.

This action made everyone else's eyes widen. Even the two who were quarreling stopped and stared at the Great Elder of the Tiansuan Palace.

You should know that since this elder, who practiced Tian Arithmetic to the micro realm, he has rarely used this famous tortoise shell. After all, with his ability, even if he does not have a heavenly eye, he can guess the whole story with just one item.

But now, the Yangui Lingering Armor has been used, which makes these elders rushing to the road a bit incredible.

But the next second, something even more incredible happened under their noses.

There was only a crisp sound that seemed to be something exploded. Before everyone could react, the elder of the Tiansuan Palace and a great master of the Cave Void Realm spurted out blood in one mouthful of blood, screaming, "My natal magic weapon!"

The elder of the Heavenly Sect Palace did not bother to check his injuries, and trembledly held up the Yangui Ling armor with both hands. He saw that the originally smooth and jade-like tortoise shell seemed to be knocked down by a hammer. Seven or eight cracks appeared in the middle.

When everyone saw it, they were shocked. This magic weapon that had been tamed by the Great Elder of the Tiansuan Palace for 2,000 years and had been close to the peak of the ninth grade.

The elder of the Tiansuan Palace had already received the double blow of the backlash of the heavenly way and the destruction of the natal magic weapon, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart that the injury to the natal magic weapon could also be cured. Now, when he saw this situation, he sprayed out a mouthful of blood and fainted directly.

Everyone stood up together, and the elder of the Medical Palace teleported to him, after a check, he shook his head, "The magic weapon of the birth was destroyed, and he was backfired by the heavenly way, which hurt the foundation. In addition, Elder Tiansuan is already in his old age, I am afraid it is..."

If a calculator is to spy on the secrets of heaven, he will naturally be punished by the laws of heaven. For monks, the five disadvantages and three disadvantages cannot be eliminated, and it is even more serious.

The great elder of the Tiansuan Palace was able to cultivate to the cave realm, which was completely made of resources, but his cultivation level was almost over. He hadn't had long life span, and this injury would be useless even if he took the longevity pill!

The elder of the Dao Palace was also the master of the Qianji Pavilion. After hearing the elder of the Medical Palace, his face changed slightly, "I just speculate on how the Saint of Pity fell, and how could there be a backlash against the way of heaven?"

Then stared at the deacon in the Soul Palace who tried to treat himself as an invisible person, and a pressure swept over, "Is there nothing unusual before the soul lamp of pitying the saint's pity to be turned off? What does the soul crystal record?"

The deacon in the Soul Palace tried not to let his voice tremble, "The soul lamp of the Saint Pity for Saint Pity for a few minutes dimmed a little, but it quickly lit up again. Although it was not as bright as before, it did not dim. The disciple recorded it as soon as possible, guessing that the Saint Pity for Saint Pity should have suffered a serious injury at that time, but it quickly stabilized and there has been no change since then.

Until today, the soul lamp of the sage saint who pityed the saint was suddenly destroyed without any signs. This is the soul crystal, please check it out."

The owner of Qianji Pavilion took a crystal the size of a fingertip, and even a thief in the cultivation world had secret techniques to record the murderer when he died, let alone the saint of Qianji Pavilion.

This crystal famous soul crystal can use a trace of soul on the soul lamp to show the scene when it was killed, but the sage of pity in the soul crystal seems to be asleep.

But how is this possible!

The head of Qianji Pavilion handed over the soul crystal to the elder of the Shu Pavilion. The elder couldn't help but say, "How is this possible?"

This soul crystal is revealed like Feng Yinglian's life is over and he is sitting in a scene, but everyone knows that this is impossible.

Although the saint is not qualified, he is lucky. Even if he doesn’t get any resources in Qianji Pavilion, he is less than 1,500 years old and is already a fusion monk. He has at least three thousand years of life. How can he live to the end of his life and live in a place?

Everyone was wondering what was wrong with the Soul Crystal, but they didn't know that Feng Yinglian chose to take over the body independently, and the soul lamp and the soul crystal corresponded to the soul and body respectively. So the soul lamp went out, and Feng Yinglian in the Soul Crystal seemed to be asleep.

The Great Elder of the Soul Palace frowned, "Is there something wrong with her soul?"

The Master of Qianji Pavilion glanced at the Great Elder of Tiansuan Pavilion who had not been able to live for a long time. "Even the Great Elder of Tiansuan Pavilion can't calculate it. It's useless to guess here. I'll meet the ancestor and ask the ancestor to take action. You will continue to do so, and my disciples outside will do their best to track the traces of the saint who cherished me."

Others dared not delay and nodded quickly.

There are not a hundred saints and saints in Qianji Pavilion, but fifty. The saints who pity the saints are just the ones at the bottom.

But even at the bottom, it is still the face of Qianji Pavilion and is the candidate for the future cabinet leader, not to mention that as a saint, you know the secrets that many outsiders don’t know.

It is absolutely not easy to pity the death of the Saint Maiden. After all, in this world of cultivation, there are really not many things that the great elder of the Tiansuan Palace cannot calculate.

What did this saint do or discovered that could actually block the secrets of heaven?

Thinking of this, everyone in the Deacon Hall was full of passion. With their experience, all those who could block the secrets of heaven were treasures?

The elder of the Medical Pavilion handed over the elder of the Tiansuan Palace to the Tiansuan Palace, and hurriedly left after giving an order. If there were too many people, how could the other halls have more people than the people in the Medical Pavilion? After all, the monks dare not guarantee that they would never get sick, right!

Everyone has no sympathy for the Great Elder of the Heavenly Consortium Palace who made calculations because of this matter.

In Qianji Pavilion, the position of the great elder of the Tiansuan Hall is very impressive if he can sit firmly for a thousand years.

Many people practice heavenly arithmetic in the entire Qianji Pavilion, but the mentality of not wanting to die has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Since the great elder of the Tiansuan Palace dares to sit in this position and obtain the labor subsidy from Qianji Pavilion, he should understand that there is no free lunch in this world.

The head of Qianji Pavilion who was carrying the reinforcements was standing respectfully beside a middle-aged man, "Old ancestor, this is what happened!"

The ancestor Xuanji looked at the stars in the sky motionlessly for a long time and sighed, "When you said that the sage saint's luck was wrong, I warned you that this woman, Tianji, was hidden. Although she was a person in this world, she was full of aura. Looking at her face, she was a wolf-like ambitious person. What did you say? She could control it!"

The head of Qianji Pavilion pavilion dropped even lower, "Please take action!"

The ancestor Xuanji shook his head, "It's useless. If the resentful ghosts come out today, there are even more terrifying existences. Tianji has long been in chaos, and our Qianji Pavilion..."

The old ancestor Xuanji changed his face, and then he smiled bitterly, "You go, take care of yourself!" After saying that, he turned around and left. It was only one step, and it was already a thousand miles away. There were a few songs left on the way!

"No one is good for a thousand days, and no flowers are red for a hundred days. Every day, every day is a dream, and in the end, I made wedding clothes for others!"
Chapter completed!