Chapter 78: That D-level low-level spiritual root?
Because this disappearance involved disciples from multiple sects from Qingyun Continent including Lingxian Sect, Shanhe Sect, Guiyuan Sect, etc. who came to participate in the weapon refining competition, the elders of various sects also participated in the investigation.
Especially if the missing disciple is a key training target of the sect, he may even attract higher-level elders from some sects.
For example, Lu Qingfeng, the elder of the Lingxian Sect, the elder of the Shufa Sect, Shu Yi and Duo Mo, the elders of the two sects, Yi Dao Coaching Elder.
She could understand both Lu Qingfeng and Shu Yi, because among the missing people were her and Fu Qingcheng's disciples.
But Forging Ink and Yi Dao are really a bit puzzling.
After the policeman screamed, Yi Dao, who had been following behind, rushed to Lu Qingfeng first, pulled out his long knife with a "swipe" sound, and pointed it in the direction of Wei Zhiming almost without hesitation.
He yelled, "Devil, what's the point of hiding? Why don't you show your true identity soon!"
Tang Ling seemed to have some realization.
This may be a trick or a way to disrupt the situation.
There were whispers all around.
"Nangong Xun? Is he the rumored traitor?"
"Could it be that... what the storyteller Yun Laiju said is true? Then after Nangong Xun's death, the ghost turned into a demon and got mixed up with the monks who come to participate in the weapon refining competition every year?"
"But why can't we smell the evil spirit?"
"It's been a thousand years! If it was really a demon cultivator, I'd probably have cultivated to the level where it can hide demonic energy long ago!"
"The only demon has been eradicated by us." Tang Ling said angrily the more he listened, "We met it underground in the city, so we worked together to eradicate it!"
I don't know what I was thinking, but as soon as I said the words, I subconsciously hid the news that Nangong Ling was still alive.
"This... we've seen this too!" the shorter policeman Tie Zhu said shaking his body, "At that time we carried the storyteller's body and accidentally entered the Nangong Mansion to take shelter from the rain. It was the devil who was pretending to be Mr. Li.
He looked like eight and wanted to harm us. Later, we all fainted for no reason. When we woke up, we were in some kind of machine city! It was full of machine monsters! Wang Yi disappeared when we woke up, and Sixi also disappeared.
He fell into the mechanism and died. In the end, only me, the boss and the eighth child were left. Fortunately..."
Having said this, Tiezhu glanced at the tall policeman leading him inadvertently, "Fortunately, our boss found an exit. After we ran out, we found ourselves in a square secret room. The door behind us also disappeared. There was only
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"There is only a huge thing similar to the shadow puppet show we saw when we were children." The boss Qin Sihai took over and continued, "It's just that the colors of the pictures on it are more realistic and clear, and the characters are all..." Qin Sihai looked at what he just saw
Wei Zhiming, who had escaped, glanced at them and said, "The characters are all you, too."
Why does this sound so... like a projector?
Tang Ling thought.
Just a projector for live broadcast?
"Main control room." Wei Zhiming suddenly said, "The main control room of the organ city is the control room where you can observe the overall situation of the organ city and control all the organs."
Something suddenly flashed through Tang Ling's mind, "Previously at Bai Fang, Qingcheng and the others were led into the Bilian Lake by a mechanical iron claw. Was it you who controlled it?"
"Of course not!" Tie Zhu immediately said in panic.
Qin Sihai also said, "We can't control this, otherwise we would have come out of the secret room long ago!"
"Then how did you get out in the end?" Yuan Yulang also asked at the side.
"I don't know either," Qin Sihai said, "It's just that in that picture you put the red box on the high platform and our secret room was opened."
"So when we heard the commotion, we divided into two groups and found you." A monk suddenly said, then turned to Wei Zhiming, "But, how do you know what the main control room of the Nangong family's machine city looks like?"
"So I said! That person was possessed by Nangong Xun!" Tie Zhu said excitedly, "We saw it from the picture! We saw them defeating the demon that possessed a little girl! But...but
There is another one that has been possessing the tall little brother. The little brother must also know it. We see that he has been talking to himself with his body, saying that breaking it can't save people... and so on.
Although the picture was clear, the sound we heard was very blurry. We only saw that the demon later separated from the little brother's body and sealed all the bodies. Then the door opened inexplicably and he flashed into the little brother's body again.
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"He was the one who opened the door!" Tang Ling said, looking in Guo Rong's direction, "right?"
Guo Rong, who had been standing among the elders of the Shanhe Sect, hesitated for a moment, "But Xiao Ling... that Nangong Xun had us all immobilized. If the secret room hadn't been opened later, who knows what would have happened?"
"So I said he was the one who opened the door to the secret room!" Tang Ling said speechlessly.
Why are these people all blind?
"We can't be sure it was him who drove it..." Guo Rong said in a low voice without daring to look at Tang Ling.
Moreover, Wei Zhi clearly didn't want to save them.
However, she still held back her words.
Because she knew that once she said this, Wei Zhiming's situation would be even more unfavorable.
But in fact, it is already very disadvantageous now.
"You are in the same group, she said so, but you are still quibbling, are you in the same group with the boy controlled by the devil?" A monk pointed the finger at Tang Ling again.
"Yes, you girl have been protecting this kid since just now. Could it be that you are also being controlled?"
"I saw her and the white-faced boy next to her cheering for this tall boy during the competition. They must be from the same sect!"
"You are the white-faced boy!" Yuan Yulang, who was standing next to Tang Ling, suddenly turned red with anger, "You have a horse face, why are you so embarrassed to talk to me!"
Several monks beside the horse-faced monk couldn't help laughing in a low voice.
The horse-faced monk suddenly lost his dignity, pointed at Yuan Yulang and said, "Okay! I'll remember it! Tell me your names!"
"Lingxian Sect Qingcangyuan Yuan Yulang!" Yuan Yulang, who had never known the word "fear" since he was a child, puffed out his chest and said loudly.
"Lingxian Sect?" The horse-faced monk lowered his aura, pointed at Yuan Yulang and turned his finger slightly in the direction of Tang Ling, "I'm talking about you! Stinky girl, who are you?"
"Tang Ling of the Ancient Banyan Hall of the Lingxian Sect." Tang Ling said with a cold face.
Everyone was silent, and then suddenly started making noise again.
Yuan Yulang's name may not be noticed by many people, and most people will only pay attention to the "Lingxian Sect" at the front.
But Tang Ling is different.
There are many classmates of Tang Ling here. For example, Li Xue had long ago made Tang Ling's image of a "dead beggar" join the Lingxian sect deeply rooted in the hearts of the younger generation of monks here.
There are also some elders and senior monks, and most of them have heard about the spiritual attributes of the young disciple accepted by Elder Lu, who is famous in Qingyun Continent.
The lowest level, D level, is a low level spiritual root.
What's so arrogant about that?
Heard contemptuous whispers around him.
The horse-faced monk immediately raised his finger, with a somewhat proud expression on his face, and pointed directly at Tang Ling.
"Who am I? It turns out to be Tang Ling from the Ancient Banyan Academy, that D-level low-level spiritual root!"