Sheepskin

"Ah--" Seeing the fire swallowing the beloved, Yu Yun shouted heartbrokenly, and her eyes fainted.

There were many people like Yu Yun around Yanwuchi. Their relatives and friends were still alive, but they had to watch them die. Everyone around them was red, and the disciples of Jiyang Sect and ** Sect cried even more.

"All this is caused by the Demon Palace!" The disciple of the ** Sect touched his tears.

"Guiyun Palace, Wan Gu Sect..." The people of Jiyang Sect gritted their teeth, and their junior brother disappeared like this. These were all caused by those damn Gu insects. As the leader of the mysterious Taoism, Guiyun Palace not only did not restrain his subordinates, but also helped the evildoer to escape with Wan Gu Sect.

"Demon Elimination Palace, Destroy Xuan Dao!" Luo Hongfeng stood by the Yanwu Pool, and the bright red flames reflected his already old face, upright and firm.

This martial arts conference was not completed, and Luo Hongfeng was still the leader of the Qi Sect. With his words, he could respond to the orderly shouts of killing around Yan Wuchi.

The Palace of Demon Elimination and Destroy the Mysterious Way!

Eliminating demons and defending the way is what they should do. Now, the catastrophe in the martial arts world has killed or injured more than half of them, and it is all the faults of those mysterious demons! The deep hatred of blood sea, and we have to avenge it!

The fire surged into the sky, and the martial arts pool was like a blood pool hell. Everyone around him shouted slogans, just like a ghost messenger holding a steel fork in hell, hideous and terrifying.

The little monk Yuanji stood behind the pillar in the distance, and couldn't help but tremble as he watched this scene. A big hand with the fragrance of roast chicken covered his eyes, "Don't look at this little kid."

LeLe looked at the group of people and frowned, "If Buddha does not save people, the world will be in chaos." He felt the wet and hot palms in his palms. Monk Hua was a little surprised. When he let go of his palm, why did his disciple cry?

"Master, am I going to be burned to death too?" Yuanji's big black and white eyes were full of fear.

"You're fine, burn you...what..." Li Le looked at the apprentice's tender white hands raised in front of him, and there was a bloody tooth mark at the tiger's mouth. He was stunned for a moment, immediately covered Yuan Ji's mouth, hugged him and left.

He quickly ran to the point where no one was left, looked around and squatted down and asked in a low voice.

Yuanji sobbed and said that he needed to deliver meals to those crazy senior brothers this morning, and the monks were unwilling to go, so he pushed him to go. The locked senior brother was still fine, but he suddenly went crazy and bit him the moment he took the meal.

"Master, you can kill me with one palm. I don't want to be burned to death." Yuanji pursed his lips, and tears as big as beans fell down.

LeLe was silent for a while, picked up Yuanji and left.

"Master, where are we going?" Yuanji lay on his shoulder and rubbed his arms with attachment. Although he wanted him to worry all day long, he was sloppy and violated the precepts every day, he was also his closest person.

"Go and buy some roast chicken and give you a good meal." LeLe hugged his apprentice and went out in a swagger.

The disciple of the ** Sect, when he learned that Lele was going to sell roast chicken, gave him a look of contempt and ignored him. Although this monk Lele is of high age, he is not worthy of respect as a wine and meat monk.

LeLe just walked away from the ** Sect with his apprentice leisurely and walked on the vast plains of the Eight Wilderness. The strong wind blew the dust on the ground, bringing a scent of blood. After crossing a few gullies and looking back, he could not see the high door lintel of the ** Sect again. LeLe put away the sloppy smile on his face and took a step on his left foot, "Boy, grab it steadily."

Yuanji felt that the scenery beside him was quickly retreating, his ears were filled with the sound of wind, and his body was floating up and down, as if he was walking among cattails.

Riding the mirror of the clouds, walking on the dark mountains.

At Jihe Villa, Li Yuhan practiced swords on the river beach. With salty insects on his body, it was difficult to use his internal strength, so he only practiced moves.

Li Yuhan is a person who is very obsessed with swordsmanship. He comes out to practice swords before dawn. If there is nothing else, he will practice until sunset. When the sword was broken, he found an ordinary sword in the villa.

A gentleman stands tall, like a bamboo or a pine, with three sword moves, complex as if he is trained in the Nine Heavens. Even without using internal strength, he is still powerful.

"Ahhh!" A scream of horror came from not far away. Li Yuhan frowned, put his sword away and walked over.

The Ji River winds past the villa. This is the narrowest part of the river. The bank is full of lush weeds, and the screams are coming from the grass. Before Li Yuhan can enter, two disciples of the Stone Corpse Sect came over with the corpse puppets and bowed to Li Yuhan, "Sir Li, don't go there, there are traps there."

The three of them stopped from afar, and the people from the Stone Corpse Cult shouted: "Who is the one at the bottom of the pit?"

"Wow, I am a monk from Kongmingzong, yelling," a screaming sound came from the pit, "I have a friendship with the Palace Master of Guiyun Palace, let us out!"

On this side of the river bank, there are rows of traps. There are not only wooden thorns and iron hooks, but also the broken corpse puppets that the Stone Master told him to put in.

Those corpse puppets were broken and could no longer be used. They had broken hands and feet, and their intestines were scattered on the soil pit. Their shape was extremely disgusting and anyone who saw them would be scared to death.

Half an hour later, Chen Ziqi looked at the two bald heads squatting in the yard and felt that Jihe Villa was about to become a temple.

"Uncle Master! Yuanji!" The monk Yuanmi who came back from carrying water was very surprised to see the two of them. He carefully poured the water he brought back into the water tank, and then ran over and greeted them.

Yuanmeng practices the Demon-Subduing Art of the Underworld Sea. If you cannot use internal strength, you can only do some physical exercises and take the initiative to carry water and chop firewood.

"Yuanmi, are you okay?" LeLe immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yuanmi jumping around. His little Yuanji was saved.

"How do you know that we are in Jihe Villa?" Chen Ziqi stared at him with alertness.

"It's probably a way out," Shi Geng's face was not kind, so he asked Xiao Mian to hide behind him, "Kill them."

The place where Jihe Villa is located is extremely secret. Although everyone in the world knows that Shizi Sect has a villa here, the Silent Hill stretches for hundreds of miles, so it is not easy to find a specific location.

Leye swallowed and looked at Chen Ziqi, "No, Brother Chang, you see we are acquaintances..."

"It's not very familiar." Chen Ziqi hugged his arms and didn't buy it. What Shi Geng said made a lot of sense. If he didn't know the specific location of a villa, he would send a few scouts to explore, and set off fireworks when he found it.

The people from the Stone Corpse Sect stepped forward and searched the two monks. There was nothing beside them except a copper coin and a pampered scroll.

"What is this?" Chen Ziqi took the sheepskin and looked carefully, with a bunch of "Ming Shang Jiao Zheng Yu" written on it.

"I don't know, I fought with Yao Xiong yesterday, and it came as a coincidence." Li Le touched his bald head. Yesterday, the leader of Jiyang Sect said rudely to Ji, and Li Le fought with him. He wanted to exchange a bag of money for drinks, but he didn't expect to catch this piece of sheepskin.

"Chapter 6." Dan Yi's extremely pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Chen Ziqi felt numb and didn't even pay attention to what he was saying.

“What is the sixth

Chapter...Huh?" Chen Ziqi reacted and looked at the text on it carefully. It was pricked with ink needles. The writing style was a bit ancient, somewhat similar to the font in the cave of Su Xinzong. This is a musical score with "Shao Siming" at the beginning.

Previously, Emperor Tiande gave Chen Ziqi a catalog of 90% of Xiao Shao, nine chapters of music score, each chapter has a name, and the name of the sixth chapter is "Shao Siming".

Chen Ziqi and Dan Yi looked at each other. At the beginning of the martial arts conference, Luo Hongfeng announced that he would give the first prize, which was the music score in the hands of the ** Sect and the Huangshan Sect. The Huangshan Sect is the fourth chapter, and the ** Sect claims to have the sixth chapter. Why is this sixth chapter in Yao Xiong's hands?

"Luo Hongfeng may not have any original score in his hand, only one copy." Dan Yi took the sheepskin and read it carefully and handed it to Lan Jiangxue beside him.

Lan Jiangxue read it quickly and wrote the music score in her mind, then folded the sheepskin and put it away.

The ** Sect could not have used the precious Xiao Shao to explore the way, but Monk Lelai was temporarily trusted. Yuanji was taken by Yixin to get the insects, while Lilai stayed to talk to everyone.

"Luo Hongfeng ordered the crazy people to burn to death. Now the major sects are hating Guiyun Palace to the core. You are afraid you will be in big trouble." Li Le sighed, not knowing whether his senior brother would faint when he woke up.

"This matter was not done by Guiyun Palace, I'll explain it to them." Monk Yuanmi said in a silly voice, and when he pulled it up, he was about to go to the ** Sect.

"Your insects have not been removed yet," Xiao Mian stopped in front of Yuanmi, and Shi Geng continued, "I will be burned to death if I go." The first half of the sentence is a sweet and soft voice, and the second half is a rough tone without any ups and downs.

This monk was stupid. If he let him go back, he might be deceived by Luo Hongfeng and took the righteous man to the villa to kill them without leaving them. He said that he could not let them go.

The two noisy monks were sent to see the little monk, and the group gathered in the main hall to discuss.

"Luo Hongfeng deliberately pointed the finger at Guiyun Palace, and he must have had some intention." Lan Shanyu gently tapped his palm with a jade bone fan. It was a coincidence in Sixiang Lake before, but in the past few days, he did not believe that Luo Hongfeng, as a person who lived almost 100 years old, could not tell that this insect was related to the battlefield in the Northern Desert.

It was as if I had thought about it for a long time.

"Prince Lord, I have found a way to completely remove the salted insects!" As he was speaking, Ren Junmio, who was dissatisfied with bloodshot eyes, suddenly ran in.

"What's the solution?" Chen Ziqi looked over curiously.
Chapter completed!