People die every day. Some people die in obscurity, while some people cause a huge sensation when they die.
Xiaohu's death was like a huge boulder thrown into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves, and the entire world of cultivation was in turmoil.
Taoist Qingsong has entered the Nascent Soul stage and achieved the true form of Nascent Soul. No one dares to challenge his majesty. Xiaohu, as a famous genius disciple of Qingsong Sect, died in the school founded by Taoist Qingsong. This is
A great shame!
Not to mention that that day was also the celebration for Taoist Qingsong becoming the Master of Nascent Soul, but Taoist Qingsong’s festival became the anniversary of his disciple’s death. One can imagine Taoist Qingsong’s anger!
"Check it for me! If you can't find it out, you have no need to live anymore!" Taoist Qingsong said angrily to a group of gray disciples in the academy.
The gray disciples all knelt on the ground and shivered, not daring to take a breath. They saw the legendary ancestor of Nascent Soul. This should have been something worth showing off, but no one was excited.
The Nascent Soul stage was angry, and the terrifying coercion made everyone panic. If Taoist Qingsong hadn't restrained himself, these people would have had their hearts broken, lost their lives, and were buried with them.
No one pities these gray disciples. Their lives are worthless. Even if Taoist Qingsong kills all the gray disciples in the academy, every cultivator will think that it is natural. After all, Xiaohu's life was lost in the academy!
His life is more precious than many people in the world of cultivation, let alone these gray disciples!
The gray disciples present didn't know what happened. They didn't know why Xiaohu came to the school on the day of the celebration, nor why Xiaohu died naked on his bed, nor why Xiaohu's heart was missing.
They only knew that a gray disciple who was cleaning the room on a routine basis the next day opened the door and saw that the bright red blood had dyed a young boy into a dark red blood. Even the white sheets were dyed red. It was so shocking.
, almost shocked the gray disciple’s courage!
There were five deep claw marks on Xiaohu's neck, which had cut the blood vessels in his throat. Blood spurted out and splattered on the ground, where it had solidified.
There was a hole in his chest that was clearly visible, and the beating heart in his chest had disappeared.
It was already noon when Taoist Qingsong got the news and rushed over. The blazing sun was scorching the earth, but the school was covered with a layer of frost, which was bone-chilling. All the cultivators who spent the night in the school felt as if they had fallen into the cold winter.
"Master, junior brother seems to have been attacked by a certain monster. The claw marks and the method of grabbing the heart are all like the work of the monster. But the disciple has inquired and found that there are no traces of the monster in Qingshou City. The monster
Without wisdom, it would have been impossible for it to appear in the school, let alone bypass so many people and go straight to Xiaohu's room." Bai Lang tightened his face and carefully examined the body, feeling very heavy.
"It's either a monster or a cultivator. Why did Xiaohu appear in the school yesterday?" Taoist Qingsong asked coldly.
No one knows, and probably only Deacon Liu knows the reason why Xiaohu appeared here. But Deacon Liu was frightened. His body was found in his room, with a rope around his neck and hanging from the beam.
Already committed suicide out of fear of crime!
"Master, my junior brother has a bold temperament. Looking at the traces of his body, I'm afraid he had sex with someone last night." Bai Lang whispered.
"What about the person I am having sex with?" Taoist Qingsong asked again.
Bai Lang shook his head, because no one knew where the person who had sex with Xiaohu went. Only some gray disciples knew about this matter. But those gray disciples were so frightened in front of Taoist Qingsong that they could not speak. They wanted to find out about this matter.
I'm afraid the matter cannot be interrogated in front of Taoist Qingsong.
These three girls were taken away by Mu Yu. Mu Yu sent them out of the city and told them that they could not go home or go to school again, otherwise their lives would be in danger. Mu Yu could not leave them there, because he knew that if
They were in school and would probably go to Huangquan Road to accompany Xiaohu.
"Master, you said that with your current level of cultivation, no one dares to commit trouble here, and the only ones who dare to oppose us are the Jiuhua Sect. The disciple just found out that the Jiuhua Master was in the school last night
Rest, but I left very early in the morning, you said——"
"Jiuhua Zhenren!"
Taoist Qingsong was filled with anger. The Jiuhua Sect had reached a point where it could compete with the Qingsong Sect. They were the only ones in the world who dared to do such a thing.
But Taoist Qingsong was not carried away by anger. He didn’t have any evidence. It would be ridiculous to rush to other people’s gates hastily to ask for punishment. So many people settled in the school last night, and it is not ruled out that some sects are because of their sects.
The impending relationship angered Xiaohu, and he attacked Xiaohu.
"No matter who it is, I need evidence! Then I will personally let him understand that killing my disciple will cost ten times the price!" Taoist Qingsong's cold voice echoed through the school.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Taoist Qingsong.
——
Mu Yu had already left the school. Last night he tried to find out who the black shadow who killed Xiao Hu was. Unfortunately, the other party was faster than him. He killed everyone in the blink of an eye and escaped without any traces.
Don't be sloppy.
Mu Yu was at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain at the moment and had not gone up the mountain. He was in trouble.
The entire mountain peak of Jiuhua Sect towers into the clouds. The bottom of the mountain is composed of rocks, and the top of the mountain is lush and full of trees. However, Mu Yu cannot get close to Jiuhua Mountain because the mountain is protected by a powerful force.
If you don’t have permission, you can’t enter the mountain-protecting formation in the Nascent Soul stage!
The Jiuhua Sect is really using such a big trick to set up such a formation. The Qingsong Sect actually has a formation, but the mountains of the Qingsong Sect are in vain for Mu Yu who can blend into the trees, while the mountains of the Jiuhua Sect are directly
Cut off Mu Yu's path up the mountain.
Being unable to go up the mountain means that it is impossible to determine whether Tian Ran is supporting Master Jiuhua, let alone whether the master is in Jiuhua Sect.
He was very distressed. He hovered at the foot of the mountain for a long time and tried various methods, but still could not get close to the mountain. In the end, he had no choice but to give up.
Mu Yu returned to the school. The school had been guarded by the disciples of the Qingsong Sect. Because of Xiaohu's death, the entire Qingshou City was shrouded in a thick layer of haze, and even mortals did not dare to make any loud noises. At this time, I thought
To enter the city, cultivators are not allowed to fly in directly. Everyone must be registered.
"Why don't you go to such trouble!"
He originally planned to rest in the school for one night and rush back tomorrow, but when he entered the school, he was questioned by the disciples of the Qingsong Sect, which made him very upset. The attitude of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect was not good.
Mu Yu came from the Luochen Sect, and his eyes were even more unkind, and then he pointed fingers at him arrogantly.
"Luochen Sect? Huh! After our ancestor achieved the Nascent Soul Incarnation, we can finally clean up those garbage sects. Can a sect with less than ten people be called a sect? This kind of sect should be given to the Jiuhua Sect. If it is merged with us
Qingsong Sect, I feel embarrassed!" a disciple of Qingsong Sect said disdainfully.
"Haha! The Luochen Sect defeated your Qingsong Sect in the competition. If you Qingsong Sect doesn't want it, how can our Jiuhua Sect want it?" At this moment, several people sneered at Mu Yu from behind.
Mu Yu turned around and looked at the four people. These four people were all dressed in Jiuhua Sect costumes. The leader was named Tu Panshan. Mu Yu had met him during the competition and he was one of the main members of the Jiuhua Sect.
"How dare you Jiuhua sect come to the academy!"
The leader of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect was named Sun Yin. They all believed that Xiaohu's death was inextricably linked to the Jiuhua Sect. They saw that Tu Panshan of the Jiuhua Sect dared to bring three people to the school at this time, so they became angry.
.
"Why can't we come to the school? Although the school was built by your faction, the maintenance cost of it is not less than yours from our Jiuhua faction. We can come if we want. What can you do?" Tu Panshan sneered.
Xiaohu's death spread throughout the entire world of cultivation within one day, and he knew that it was such an uproar. However, now Jiuhua Master is also at the Nascent Soul stage, and their Jiuhua Sect is not weaker than the Qingsong Sect, so they will not
What to be afraid of!
"Stop talking nonsense, no matter who comes to the school today, they must be interrogated and registered. Where are you from? What sect do you belong to? Your name, gender, and magic weapon used must be written down here before you can enter."
The disciples of the Qingsong Sect guarded the gate of the school and patted the paper on the table.
Tu Panshan suddenly became unhappy: "You Qingsong Sect are used to being domineering, do you think you are truly invincible? Do you dare to block the way of our Jiuhua Sect?"
"Jiuhua Faction? Huh! Why don't you dare? You Jiuhua Faction itself is inseparable from Xiaohu's death. You'd better be more honest!" Sun Yin sneered. The war between Qingsong Faction and Jiuhua Faction has long been burning secretly.
After getting up, both of them had the support of people in the Nascent Soul stage, so they never gave up.
"You still blame us for Xiaohu's death? How brave of you!" Tu Panshan said angrily.
Mu Yu watched the disciples of the two sects fighting each other. He was too lazy to pay attention. No matter who won or lost, it had nothing to do with him. He turned around and walked directly to the entrance of the school.
"Stop!" Sun Yin stretched out his arm to stop Mu Yu, "Luochen Sect and other low-level sects are not allowed to enter the school!"
"When was this rule set?" Mu Yu had already accumulated a lot of anger when he was called around to fill in the messy information. Now that he had finished filling in the messy information and was not allowed to enter, the clay figure was still angry, let alone
Wood feather.
Sun Yin looked at him contemptuously and said: "The rules I set are, if I say you can't enter, you can't enter! A disciple of a rubbish sect like you is not worthy of entering the academy."
"You lost to a disciple of a rubbish sect in a competition, so your Qingsong sect is nothing?"
Mu Yu looked at the arrogant look of the disciples of the Qingsong Sect, and thought that if all the disciples of the sect entered the Qingsong Alliance, wouldn't they all be looked down upon by the local disciples of the Qingsong Sect?
"Be bold!"
Sun Yin waved his sleeve angrily and pointed a flying sword at Mu Yu, "Xiaohu was careless and was defeated by your sneak attack. Do you really think that just because you were lucky enough to defeat Xiaohu, you can ignore us? Even
Your master has to kneel down and kowtow in front of our Patriarch Qingsong, so I will teach you a lesson today!"
Carelessness? Sneak attack? Fluke?
Mu Yu laughed angrily. Qingsong sect disciples have always been pretentious and would never admit that they would lose. Even if Xiaohu lost to Mu Yu of Luochen sect, they would not admit it because their ancestor, Taoist Qingsong, was at the Nascent Soul stage.
The cultivator!
However, these disciples of the Qingsong Sect don't know that Patriarch Qingsong, who they think is as noble as a god, is secretly just an old servant kneeling in front of others. These people have no idea and are still showing off their power here. It is really ridiculous.
Extremely!
"The disciples taught by Venerable Yuanying must be extraordinary, so I would like to learn from them!"
The sword in Mu Yu's hand trembled slightly. He was never a person who was afraid of trouble. Trouble always came to him.