The person Yang Hui was talking about was naturally Yun Yun. In fact, if it weren't for Yun Yun, he would really have no fighting spirit at all.
Because of Yun Yun's existence, Yang Hui felt that if he wanted to get rid of the shackles of others, he must make himself strong. Being so strong makes everyone afraid. In this case, no one would dare to disturb Tai Sui.
"Well, where should I go in the future?" Yang Hui looked at the sachet given to him by Yang Xin, which he held tightly in his hand, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
In fact, Yang Hui was not the only one who couldn't sleep that night.
There are still a group of people who can't sleep.
For example, the minister of the Yuheng Department and the head of the Wan Teng Sect. They both fall into the category of being unable to sleep.
"Is it true that we didn't find any clues?" The head of Wan Teng Sect was helpless. This was the second round of selection, and this was the second time something had happened.
What happened during the warm-up match has not yet been dealt with, and now something happened again.
As the sect leader, he was made disgraced. He was very helpless.
The reason is very simple. After the game, when the minister of the Yuheng Department sent people to clean up the spiritual array, they found many corpses in the spiritual array. This was so serious that in an instant, this matter was reported to the Yuheng Department.
Then, when the minister rushed to the scene, he found that the matter was beyond his control. So now, he finally told the sect leader.
The sect leader is very helpless about this kind of thing. It doesn't matter if people die, because there will be no day when eighteen hundred people will die on Tiantong Continent.
However, the problem is that the identities and places of death of these dead people are wrong.
They were monks who came to participate in the selection. If they died in the Wanteng Sect's spiritual formation, what would other people think?
Even if that force wanted to frame him, there was no need to do so. If he wanted to frame himself, it would be better to attack him directly. In this way, the death toll might be reduced.
"Check, why do these people appear in the spiritual formation? Shouldn't they just leave the venue after the game?" the sect leader said.
"Well, sect master, I already have a pretty close answer," the minister said.
"Tell me, tell me quickly." The sect master couldn't bear it for a minute and was very anxious to know the answer.
"Our host told us something strange," the waiter said.
"At that time, the monk named Yinfeng obviously collected a set of scrolls with the help of his partners. However, he did not save them at all, nor did he continue to collect the scrolls. Instead, he directly used the teleportation array with four scrolls, and then
He just disappeared." The waiter said.
"He appeared among these corpses?" asked the sect leader.
"Yes, that's what it is. So, we are guessing that if all the scrolls are opened at the same time, the teleportation arrays in them will interfere with each other, and then they will not be able to complete the previously set effects. The physical body will not be teleported out of the spiritual array. Just
It will only transport the soul out of the spiritual array space and return to your own body." The waiter said.
"Then quickly do a test and open the spiritual array." The sect leader couldn't remember it now.
Not to mention being 100% sure of success, even if it was 10% or 20% sure, the minister would be asked to test it.
"Well, I understand the sect master." The assistant minister followed the order.
After a while, the waiter came back.
"Sect Master, my guess is not wrong, that's exactly what it is." the minister said.
"That is to say, that guy named Yinfeng, for some ulterior secret, took advantage of the loopholes in our scroll and returned to the spiritual formation, trying to do some ulterior things, but he failed.
.Is that so?" asked the sect leader.
"If it is as expected, it is true, but who killed Yinfeng, and why did he kill other monks?" The sect leader seemed to be talking to himself.
"Sect Master, I have a guess, I don't know if it is right or not," said the Minister of Yuheng Department.
"But it doesn't matter. As long as there is even a possibility, I will get to the bottom of it." The sect leader said.
"That is, Yinfeng is actually a member of that force. He and his accomplices wanted to do something. However, they were discovered by people from our Wan Teng Sect, or in other words, by someone who was participating in the selection. He also used
Did you kill Yinfeng and his accomplices using the same method?" Although the minister of Yuheng Department did not experience these things personally, his guess was very close to what happened. Even if Yang Hui was here in person, he would suspect that this guy was
It's not that I peeked in some corner before.
"It's possible, but if someone from the Wan Teng Sect is still alive and someone participating in the selection discovers their conspiracy, why don't they tell us," the sect leader said.
In fact, the sect leader was in a hurry at this time. If he was in normal times, he would definitely be able to figure out such a simple thing. But now he is really in a hurry.
"Oh, Sect Master, why are you so confused? If the person who participated in the selection said this, how could we believe it? Don't we suspect that he did it deliberately because he wanted to reduce the number of opponents? Tell us at this time,
Apart from exposing himself, what can he gain? So for his own safety, that person decided to do it secretly." said the Minister of Yuheng Department.
"Well, that makes sense," the sect master said.
"If this is the case, then we only need to find that person among those who are successfully selected to join the inner disciples." The Minister said.
"Huh? Why is this?" asked the sect leader.
"Because only this kind of person has the strength to kill so many practitioners quietly." The waiter said.
"Well, this task will be left to you. When the time comes, go and observe who it is. Just give him a reward secretly." The sect leader said.
"Understood," the minister said. "But, sect leader, please don't believe too much in my conclusion. Because there is another unexpected situation that must be considered."
"What's the situation?" asked the sect master. The sect master was originally very smart, but there are too many things going on these days. In addition, he is already very old, so it is inevitable that his brain is insufficient when he stays up late.
"That is, if someone secretly used the four scrolls before Yinfeng, and Yinfeng went to stop that person, his partner was killed by that person instead." The waiter said.
"Yes, what you said is not unreasonable. However, what you just said is right, that is, this person must be among those who have entered the selection of inner disciples." The sect leader said. "I still need you to pay more attention.
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"I understand, sect leader." The minister went down.
The sect master, like Yang Hui, looks up at the stars and feels unspeakable sadness.
Over the years, the Wan Teng Sect has grown from a small sect to the largest sect on the Tiantong Continent. In addition to the efforts of past generations, there is also a lot of luck. Now, the luck has run out, and it is the Wan Teng Sect's turn to pay.
It's time.
The Wan Teng Sect must not fall in his own hands. Even if those people covet the Wan Teng Sect, I must eradicate these scourges completely!
Many years ago, he and those people brought an end to the big devil in this world. That guy, now for some reason, that devil's tribe has become so active.
There is a strong tendency to overthrow the Tiantong Continent. As a witness of that war, I am very clear about the strength of the demon. I also know that once the demon is resurrected, the entire Tiantong Continent will face annihilation.
disaster.
Originally, I was not willing to get involved in this kind of thing again. If it weren't for that person, I would never have gone against that devil.
However, the demon leader's tribe is eyeing his Wan Teng Sect, which means that the Wan Teng Sect will never have peace from now on. He must take action and strike first. Without the demon leader, those people
In my own eyes, they are just some scum.
At midnight in winter, a few cold stars hung in the sky, shining faint light through the black clouds. I could vaguely see a long embankment and the roaring waves outside the embankment. The northwest wind blew fiercely, making the dry embankment
The trees made sad music. Human beings were silent in the darkness, with only one or two lights shining in the distant villages.
The stars in the sky are shining brightly on the treetops; in the darkness, there are dark tree shadows all around; only a pool of water in the east wrinkles the stars in the sky into wisps of silver waves in the breeze, reflecting some brilliance.
A few clumps of reeds and a rice field beside the pond are also dark, but the swaying posture of the reeds in the wind can be vaguely discerned.
In fact, the distance between Wanteng Sect and Wanteng Town is not very far. From the perspective of the sect leader, he can naturally see the scenery next to Wanteng Town clearly.
...The lights in the whole town are squinting and dreaming. The stars in the sky are very bright. The Northern Crown Star is above the head, the Southern Dipper is horizontal in the east, and the blazing Mars is like a red fire rising from the sky, as if chasing the clear and bright star.
The scene of the Maiden Star. A slight west wind blows from the sea, carrying the confetti in the middle of the street. It looks like a few tortoiseshell rats are looking for jobs in front of the sect leader.
It seems that someone is playing the flute, and the sect leader also has good ears.
This voice was a bit like his blind self. The sect master smiled sarcastically.
On the stream in the small town of Wanteng, the water surface is so calm that you can barely see any ripples, and the shadow of the bridge pavilion has been blurred. The sound of the flute is like a strangled cry gently passing over the water surface, slowly following the water's turn.
It flowed away. The night became darker and darker, and the pavilion became darker. A little moonlight showed faintly on the water.
Soon it was daybreak. In the woods, on the grass, in the cracks of the walls, everywhere, just like on the grassland, there were already crickets chirping. The chirping of frogs came from the irrigation canals, and from far away, the chirping of frogs came from the mill chute.
The sound of gurgling water.
The surroundings were immersed in a melancholy, flickering silence that was easily disturbed. I hadn't heard anyone's voice yet, and I just felt that the entire nature, from the branches and leaves of the trees to the bright white stars densely packed in the sky, was all over the place.