Chapter 216: Gold Seal Acquired!(1/3)
Chapter 216 Obtaining the Golden Seal(!)
It's quiet at night.
Within the Shenwu Sect.
Not even a patrolling disciple could be seen.
Some time ago, Yang Fang's poison spread through several courtyards, causing heavy losses to several courtyards. In addition, there is a faint trend of complete division among the four courtyards, so the disciples of each courtyard are even more reluctant to go out to patrol.
When night comes, they basically stay in their respective courtyards and practice peacefully.
Whoosh!
A black shadow flashed.
Yang Fang walked across and quickly hid behind a rockery.
Standing in the shadow behind the rockery, Yang Fang frowned, raised his head, and looked into the distance.
Under the moonlight, the road looked a bit bright.
It's like a layer of white frost has been sprinkled on it.
"I don't know if the sect leader's seal is still in the Golden Palace."
Yang Fang secretly said.
His body flashed and he took action again.
As they walked close to the shadows, the bloodthirsty cloak moved like wind and lightning, and they passed by in a blink of an eye.
brush!
After a while.
Yang Fang appeared directly under a statue outside the Golden Summit Hall.
He tilted his ears and listened quietly to the movement in the hall, encouraged by the wind.
After confirming that there was no one around, he rushed out again and entered the main hall.
Eighteen thick golden pillars stand tall.
The entire Golden Dome Hall is built with splendor and splendor.
Extraordinarily spectacular.
Yang Fang arrived at the Golden Dome Hall, observed with his eyes, and then walked straight towards the throne of the sect leader in the middle.
He looked around and quickly frowned.
really!
The patriarch's seal is no longer here.
"Now we are in trouble. We have to find someone to investigate one by one."
Yang Fang said to himself.
At present, there will be no one except the four masters who can take away the sect master's seal.
Yang Fang was deep in thought and had to leave the place quickly.
Half an hour later.
King Kong Academy.
Yang Fang's body quickly flashed past, hiding quietly in the thick shadows, watching the silent King Kong Academy, listening for a moment with his ears tilted, and suddenly his eyes flashed.
Not far away, I saw a disciple of the Vajra Academy walking through the corridor of the garden. He seemed to have just finished practicing. He was covered in hot sweat and filled with a pungent sour smell. He was also holding a copper stick in his hand.
The copper stick is heavy in weight, simple in shape, and has many patterns carved on its surface to prevent it from slipping on your hands.
As he walked, his footsteps made a heavy clicking sound, and you could tell at a glance that he was a powerful player.
Silently, a strange breath, driven by the wind, surged toward the disciple's nostrils.
The disciple suddenly realized that something was wrong. His body shook as if he felt dizzy. Then his face changed and he was about to scream.
Yang Fang swept his body, emerged from the shadows, and quickly pounced on the disciple.
Before the disciple could react, he knocked him unconscious, quickly dragged him to one side, and poured in the ecstasy water.
After a while.
Yang Fang looked thoughtful and finally got what he wanted to know.
"Taken away by the Master of Pojun Academy?"
He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the place.
The house is deep and deep.
There are many shadows.
With the help of the cover of shadow, Yang Fang quickly slipped into the broken military courtyard.
Along the way, he once again became aware of the many unreasonable things that Shenwuzong had done before.
In a word, the middle-level combat power of Shenwu Sect is very small, almost none.
Except for the masters of the seventh level, who are masters of the third level, there are actually no masters of the second level further down.
From the third level, jump directly to the first level.
This means that whenever something slightly difficult happens, the seven masters must personally come forward, otherwise it will not be solved.
Just like now, Yang Fang was passing by, and no one could spot him along the way.
This kind of power structure is simply extremely unreasonable.
After poisoning two more disciples from the Pojun Academy.
Yang Fang finally appeared in front of an inconspicuous pavilion.
【Star Pavilion】!
Pojunyuan Master's favorite place for retreat.
It was also the place where he collected all kinds of rare and exotic objects.
He placed the sect master's seal there.
Yang Fang thought about it and didn't know how to start.
The current master of Pojun Academy must be inside.
"It seems we can only make the tiger leave the mountain"
He said to himself, leave this place.
Not long after, the military courtyard was in chaos.
Many disciples shouted in panic.
"Someone's been poisoned!"
"Hurry and report to the hospital master, my wife has been poisoned."
"Miss is poisoned!"
Waves of shouts echoed in the dark night.
Several disciples were running towards [Xingchen Pavilion] quickly, looking panic-stricken, reporting the news.
Inside the towering attic.
There is no light.
Not even a candle was lit.
Since seven or eight years ago, Lei Xiao, the master of the Pojun Academy, suddenly developed this habit.
I especially like to be alone.
But he didn't light any candles, which really scared many disciples at first.
At this moment, the third floor of the pavilion.
It was dark and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Lei Xiao, the master of Pojun Academy, sat quietly on a chair, folded his hands, expressionless, and looked quietly into the nothingness in front of him.
In front of him, there was also a chair.
There was no one on the chair.
But Lei Xiao was talking to the chair, as if there was some invisible figure.
Next to them, there was a small formation that blocked out all sounds.
"It seems that Xuanyuan City's actions were not slow, and it controlled the group of vicious demons so quickly."
"Yes, Lord Lei Xiao, after this incident, you will also be given the position of chief priest by my mother!"
To be continued...