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249 Xuanwu Lake 3

"All the previous efforts have been wasted?" Lu Haodang was obviously much calmer, "It's just the remaining Xuanwu aura, and the time it can last is only half a month at most. We have been waiting for so long, is there still only half a month left?

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Everyone understands.

The last few Mahayana monks were slightly moved.

Qinghongxuan, Chongnan Temple and Shuixiantang are almost all in control of the affairs of the Four Symbols Sect. They are not aware of many secret arrangements.

However, everyone here is about to become a spirit.

No tiny detail can escape their meticulous observation.

What they are chewing on now is Lu Haodang's words "I have got the news."

In fact, everyone can imagine that there are people from Qinghongxuan in the Four Symbol Sect. However, such important news is kept strictly confidential even among the people in the Four Symbol Sect. However, it has reached the ears of Lu Haodang.

middle.

The person from the Four Symbols Sect who is hiding there must have a high status.

Members of several small sects felt both fortunate and frightened.

Fortunately, with the help of such spies, it should be just around the corner to defeat the Four Symbols Sect.

And they were timid because they felt that even Qinghongxuan, a sect like Sixiang Sect, could penetrate it, let alone themselves.

"After this incident is over, it's time to conduct a thorough investigation within the sect." This was the thought of many people present.

In fact, a person like Lu Haodang would not be so careless as to reveal that he had a spy in the Four Symbols Sect. In fact, he did it deliberately.

The reason is very simple. Everyone here is not a piece of iron. It will make them more fearful of themselves, which will be a lot easier for their future actions.



Outside Xuanwu Lake, several monks in the transformation stage who had just finished inhaling looked at the light curtain that suddenly rose in the sky and talked about it.

"The mountain protection formation has been activated? Is something big really going to happen?" Although the sect has not notified yet, it is normal for these people to have premonitions.

In recent times, the Four Symbols Sect has recalled almost all the monks at the Divine Transformation stage and above back to the sect. Instead, it has issued some missions with twists and turns, and sent out most of the disciples at the Nascent Soul stage and below.

The battles between sects were cruel not only to their opponents, but also to themselves.

The greater role of these disciples who were released was to distract the attention of the intruders. For most of them, it is almost impossible for most of them to return to the Four Symbols Sect in this life.

Of course, they may not be able to survive if they stay in the sect. The protagonists of this kind of fight are monks in the Mahayana period. Ordinary cultivators will be wiped out if they touch their remaining power, let alone being in the middle of this whirlpool.

A monk next to him was a little surprised, "How is it possible that Xuanwu Mountain has turned into Xuanwu Lake, and the mountain-protecting formation can still be activated?"

Zhu Junhe, the elder of Xuanwu Lake, suddenly appeared beside them, and several people hurriedly bowed.

"Go ahead and inform everyone that everyone is not allowed to step into Xuanwu Lake. In addition, let all the monks and disciples who are still in the sect gather in Xuanwu Hall in an hour."

Xuanwu Hall is a newly built hall. It is not very large and will only be useful when something important happens.

The monks dispersed, and Lin Zhihuan looked back.

Wen Zhiming was not found on the empty Xuanwu Lake.

It's not that he doesn't exist, but that in order to protect him from interference, extremely sophisticated formations have been set up around him.

Zhu Junhe glanced at Lin Zhihuan and Qiao Kaishan, and said solemnly: "Don't you go back and arrange your own monks and disciples?"

Lin Zhihuan turned back again, then turned sideways, with worry in his tone: "The news from the eyeliner said that in the entire cultivation world, except for the sects that have close contact with us, there are at least a dozen people from other sects.

The Mahayana period disappeared into thin air.”

"Didn't you discuss this issue with the Heavenly Master at that time?" Qiao Kaishan said from the side: "Since the sect master has arranged for Ye Hongyi to go to Half Moon Valley, then the problem should not be big."

Lin Zhihuan took over the words, "So many people disappeared out of thin air, and we have no control over their whereabouts. I think they are watching us from the dark, and they may strike at any time and deliver a fatal blow."

"There is a mountain-protecting formation, what are you afraid of?"

"Hey!" Lin Zhihuan sighed, "The mountain-protecting formation can last for another half month at most. Once half a month is up, if Ye Hongyi fails to come back, we may really have to go through something.

It’s bloody.”

Lin Zhihuan looked at Zhu Junhe with a strange expression. Zhu Junhe didn't pay attention at first, but as he looked at it, he seemed to understand what Lin Zhihuan wanted to express behind him.

On his straightforward face, two thick eyebrows suddenly stood up, "It's absolutely impossible. The idea of ​​bowing to the Beast Control Sect for help, the Heavenly Master has long said is impossible. Lin Zhihuan, don't make the mistake!"

Lin Zhihuan looked innocent, "What did I say? What do you think about all day? That's all, I have to go back. It's time for the younger generations of Longshan to be mentally prepared."

After saying that, Lin Zhihuan and Qiao opened the mountain and walked with their swords.

Qiao Kaishan suddenly thought of something and asked, "Old Lin, I have a question."

"explain."

"Tell me, why does the sect leader have to do it himself when it comes to activating the remaining Xuanwu aura and using people as Chuuriki? Lao Zhu is the elder of Xuanwu Lake, wouldn't he be more suitable?"

Lin Zhihuan said casually: "Isn't that spell created by the sect master? Of course Lao Zhu doesn't know it."

"Lao Zhu can learn from it."

"Do you think you have time for him to learn now? Besides, we have been together for so many years. It's not like you don't know Lao Zhu's understanding."

Qiao Kaishan only felt dots all over his forehead. After saying "Oh", the two separated.

Among the four elders, Zhu Junhe should be considered the oldest. Not only the elders, but actually, in terms of age, Zhu Junhe is older than Wen Zhiming.

It's just that over the years, Wen Zhiming has consulted heaven several times to divine the future, so he looks much older.

Although he is the oldest, his cultivation level is the lowest among the four elders.

It was not until more than ten years ago that he broke through the early stage of Mahayana and could barely be considered a strong man in the middle stage.

However, Lao Zhu has always been relatively modest in his dealings with others and rarely speaks loudly.

But since Xuanwu was stolen three years ago, he has lost his temper more and more often.

But it’s normal to think about it. The majestic Xuanwu Mountain has turned into the current Xuanwu Lake. As the leader of a lineage, it’s normal for him to be a little violent.

Zhu Junhe pushed away the cold Xuanwu Hall with one palm. Although he didn't spend much time in this place, the monks below kept it clean and tidy.

After walking in, there was no dust or musty smell.

There is a chair specially prepared for him directly above the main hall, and behind the chair is a towering Xuanwu statue.

Xuanwu was so lifelike, but Zhu Junhe always felt a little displeased with it.

I have been practicing hard for so many years. I have been conscientious and hardworking. After becoming the elder of Xuanwu Mountain for decades, I finally found the relevant knowledge of Xuanwu breath cultivation. Unexpectedly, Xuanwu was lost.

This is something that has never happened before in the history of Sixiang Sect.

Compared to the other elders of the three meridians, when they feel ashamed of themselves, they are somewhat psychologically unbalanced.

Not knowing where the anger came from, Zhu Junhe suddenly burst out with a strong energy, and the Xuanwu statue above the chair instantly fell into pieces.

This statue is carved from jade. Although jade is precious in the mortal world, it is not really a treasure in the world of cultivation. At most, it is just a better stone.

Xuanwu's penis rolled down, and for some reason, it landed at Zhu Junhe's feet.

Zhu Junhe immediately retracted his feet and his whole body was trembling.

"Me? What's wrong with me? Why am I so angry?"

In a daze, Zhu Junhe only felt that his head was a little sore. But thinking that monks from the Xuanwu lineage were coming soon, in order not to cause unnecessary speculation, he waved his hand and the entire Xuanwu Hall became clean and tidy again.

However, the Xuanwu statue on the chair no longer exists.

Leaning on the back of the chair, Zhu Junhe suddenly felt an indescribable chill in his heart as he thought about himself just now.

He sat upright and guided the Qi to circulate in his body for several days.

"Is there no problem?" Looking up at the place where the Xuanwu statue originally existed, Zhu Junhe exhaled and tried not to let himself think about what just happened.


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