The monk surnamed Wei is named Wei Qi. He is a casual cultivator in Wumei Mountain not far from Xiaoyue Sect. His strength has just broken through the realm of Nirvana. Through his conversation with Yun Yi, Feng Jueyu found that this person is very easy-going.
Moreover, when walking together, the monks who came to pay their respects to him all maintained a humble attitude. This man had met quite a few monks, and no less than ten people greeted him along the way.
Wei Qi and Yun Yi have a very good relationship. Although they have not seen each other for more than ten years, they are like best friends and there are not many restrictions on their conversation.
Everyone walked together and arrived at the mountain gate of Xiaoyue Sect while talking. They saw many disciples in silver robes standing guard on both sides with serious expressions.
The cloud ladder that goes up the mountain to pay homage is connected with several dark and heavy long ropes, which surround the Xiaoyue Sect's main hall on a hanging stone. With white clouds and flowing water and mountain springs like hanging hangings, the Xiaoyue Sect's main hall floats among the clouds, showing its magnificence and majesty.
There were many people going up the mountain at this time, but most of them were clan heads and sects from small families. Even those with low strength could even see the Golden Body Dzogchen. Most of them were strong men in the Shattering Void Realm. As for Tiandao Miao,
Crossing is very rare here.
He handed in a greeting card in front of the door and was led into the mountain by a disciple guarding the mountain. When he arrived at a hanging rock on the top of the mountain, the disciple pointed to the towering building at the end of a huge black long rope in front of him and said: "Two seniors, please come and welcome the guests."
Sit down for a while, there is a fellow disciple there to entertain you two, please forgive me for not accompanying you."
The disciple of Xiaoyue Sect said politely, and then returned to the original route.
Yun Yi didn't say anything, but Wei Qi stopped him: "Little brother, wait a minute."
"Senior Wei, is there anything else?"
"Little brother, do you know why the leader's daughter died? Who is the enemy?"
The disciple's expression suddenly changed, and a surge of hatred slowly poured out. He was about to speak, but hesitated: "Seniors, please come to the guest house and sit for a while. You will know by then that it is inconvenient for me to be here."
Please forgive me for disclosing it." After the man finished speaking, he trotted away from the top of the mountain.
Feng Jueyu and Yun Yi exchanged glances, wondering in their hearts. Judging from this disciple's behavior, it was not just as simple as a deep hatred. However, Xiaoyue Sect had already told the world about the cause of Murong Yuyin's death, so it would definitely not be the case.
Concealed, but there are still some details that insiders have not revealed, which aroused everyone's imagination.
Wei Qi also had very unique eyesight. When he saw the disciple running away, he thought for a moment and glanced at Yun Yi and said, "There is something going on here."
Yun Yi said: "Let's go in and take a look before talking."
The two exchanged glances, stood up, and walked on the long rope to the guest house.
Long white flags were hung outside the residence to welcome guests, and there was mourning all around. The disciples guarding the mountain looked intently. Many of them had red eyes, showing great sadness, and some had expressionless faces. This was clearly visible.
Those who mourned should all be members of the Murong clan, while those who felt nothing were the disciples of the Zhao and Lezheng clans.
The guest house is very large, and the doors of the contiguous houses are open. There are prominent figures in the cultivation world everywhere inside and outside. Some people are bringing their entourage and confidants, and some are bringing their juniors. There are all kinds of decorations in each hall.
The main color is white, which means the period of great mourning.
At this time, an old man with a gray beard was welcoming him to the lobby. He was surrounded by a group of monks asking questions.
Yun Yi and others walked over and the crowd separated. Yun Yi immediately stepped forward and said: "Brother Murong..."
The old man with a gray beard turned around and hurriedly approached to greet everyone: "Brother Yun and Brother Wei are here. Come on, please come inside."
"Brother Murong, please give me my condolences..." Yun Yi and Wei Qi said one after another.
It seems that this person is Murong Yuyin's biological father, Murong Hao.
Afterwards, there was a chat, which took a lot of time. Feng Jueyu took a rough look and found that there were quite a few people who came to pay their respects. Not to mention how many people came from each household, the names of the sects alone appeared in the names of ten.
Several of them are monks within a radius of nearly ten thousand miles.
The lobby was full of guests. There were hundreds of seats, but few were seated. Everyone gathered around Murong Hao and asked questions...
"Brother Murong, you haven't finished speaking yet. What happened? Why did Yuyin's niece suffer this catastrophe..."
"Alas." Murong Hao said with deep hatred and sorrow in his eyes, "Everyone, please take a seat, and I will come to the road with you in detail."
Everyone hurriedly took their seats. There was silence in the hall. Murong Hao's tiger body trembled. After a moment, he burst into tears: "Murong Xianxian would like to thank you all for coming to mourn my son. My son's life is very poor..."
He sighed, and no one spoke anymore in the lobby. At this time, someone stood up and said impassionedly: "Brother Murong, I have heard about Xian's niece, but I don't know the details. What trouble do you have?"
It can be said that we have been friends for hundreds of years. Brother Murong said, we will go through fire and water without hesitation, so that the blood debt will be repaid with blood."
"Yes, we can't just let this matter go. Brother Murong, please say something."
Murong Hao looked around the audience, stood up tremblingly, clasped his fists in a circle and said, "I can't repay you for your kindness. Thank you very much. Speaking of which, my son is also ill-fated. In fact, this matter is very simple. My son is in trouble."
A few months ago, I was traveling in search of a rare medicinal plant. When I was passing through Wolong Ridge, I unfortunately encountered a group of gangsters who took a fancy to my son's beauty and wanted to do something wrong. My son has a chaste temperament and is no match for them, so he sacrificed his divine power.
Fighting with the opponent, eventually losing the enemy and dying out of hatred..."
Murong Hao's words were very concise and clear, and he told the cause of Murong Yuyin's death in a few words. It sounds like this kind of bullying of men and women is not uncommon in cultivation.
Some masters with superb cultivation are greedy for female sex, and there are many who use their extraordinary strength to rob civilian girls. The key thing is that this is against the harmony of nature, and it is also suspected of insulting women's chastity, which has always been despised by the world.
On the way here, Feng Jueyu once asked about Murong Yuyin. According to Yun Ning, Murong Yuyin's beauty, beauty, and beauty are all top-notch within the thousand-mile radius of the ancient land of the Spirit Clan.
There are many beautiful women who covet their beauty, but maybe Murong Hao did not expect that this kind of thing would happen to his daughter, so he was inexplicably sad.
When everyone heard this, they all became indignant. Some people slapped the armrests of the table seats and yelled: "You are a shameless pervert. You should be outraged by both humans and gods."
At this time, an elder with a celestial spirit stood up and said: "Brother Murong, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple. Does Brother Murong have any hidden secrets that he has not yet revealed?"
Murong Hao said bitterly: "The hatred of killing a girl is irreconcilable. It's just that the little girl's skills are not as good as those of others. She sacrificed her divine power and died with the person. I can't say anything, but those people are really hateful. You don't know, my son
When I died...but...I suffered all the humiliation..."
Murong Hao's words were insincere, and people couldn't help but think of something so obscene that everyone would be outraged. Everyone frowned.
The elder was shocked and said: "Could it be that they were interested in Murong Xian's niece's jade body..."
At this point, the elders could no longer speak, and many of them had red eyes.
Murong Hao said: "That's not true, but it is even more excessive than that. My son sacrificed his divine power before his death, but he was still no match for the opponent. And those people actually threatened to rape the corpse. My son was so angry that he swallowed the mandarin duck.
The poison..."
"Drinking mandarin duck's poison?"
As soon as these four words came out, the expressions of all the monks in front of the hall changed...
Feng Jueyu was slightly startled, looked sideways and asked softly: "What is the poison of drinking mandarin ducks?"
Wang Mang crushed the armrests of the chair into powder under his palms, and said in a hateful voice: "There is a ferocious monster in the ancient land of the Spirit Clan, called Caiyuan, who comes in pairs. In fact, this ferocious monster usually does not do evil, but if
If one of the male and female demons is killed, the other will turn into a vicious demon and must kill its enemy. Thousands of years ago, someone discovered that the demon elixir of this vicious demon contains a kind of poisonous substance that can be eaten all over the body.
, even the most powerful master will be infected with this poison once he touches it. Then the man used a vicious method to force a colorful mandarin duck to drink hatred, and refined the poison of the mandarin duck. The mandarin duck drinking hate is the origin of this poison."
Wang Mang added: "I think Murong Yuyin must have swallowed this poison before his death because he did not want his jade body to be injured to keep his chastity. However, this poison is very powerful. After taking it, even the meridians will be completely severed and the internal organs will be damaged."
It is not difficult to die even if you are both destroyed. Not only do you have to endure pain that no ordinary person can bear, but you also have to endure years of torture before you die of hatred. To put it bluntly, this kind of poison will not kill you, but it will make life worse than death. The poison
If the amount is larger, you will live in pain for ten or a hundred years, unable to extricate yourself..."
"So powerful?" Feng Jueyu sighed.
The thing is obvious. Murong Yuyin would rather die to protect her reputation and chastity. However, after taking the poison of drinking mandarin duck, she will not die. However, she will have to endure pain in the future, will not be able to practice, and will suffer from the poisonous body bite every day.
, it’s really not as pleasant as dying on the spot.
One can imagine how angry Murong Yuyin was at that time. She would rather endure all kinds of pain to preserve her chastity.
A woman's chastity is more important than her life. Murong Yuyin's behavior shows her chastity, but to endure such great pain, life is worse than death.
This shows how evil those who commit violence are.
"Then what happened? What happened next?" Someone asked at this time.
Murong Hao paused in speaking and was already sobbing. This made all the monks present stunned and realized that the matter was not over yet.
Murong Hao said in a hoarse voice: "That group of thieves saw that my son would rather die than obey, and they felt resentful. As a result...the result..."
"What's the result?" Everyone couldn't help but asked anxiously.
"In the end, they actually forcibly took away my son's three souls and seven souls, threatened to find a new meat house for my son, and then humiliated him, making him their slave of desire and living in pain forever. My son...
...Why are you so miserable?"
By the time Murong Hao finished speaking, his whole body had slipped from the seat to the ground...