After putting away the twenty monks' stored magic weapons, Kunpeng spit out a few fireballs and quickly erased the traces of the battle. Then the four of them entered the peach forest with Luo Yi.
The atmosphere in the main meeting hall of Yongle Palace, thousands of miles away, was very dull at this time.
"You said Han Han and Tian Yuan both fell?" Palace Master Murong Jingyuan couldn't believe it. His eldest disciple and fifth disciple had very good potential and were the best among this generation of disciples. How could they fall at the same time? Both of them fell at the same time.
His cultivation has reached the Mingxin state, and his eldest disciple Leng Hanxian is about to break through to the late Mingxin state. He died less than ten days after leaving Yongle Palace, which he cannot accept.
Wen Tianyuan, the fifth disciple of Palace Master Murong Jingyuan, handles things steadily and properly. He has already cultivated to the state of enlightenment just after turning one hundred years old. How good is he? For a second-level branch of the sect like them, a scholar with Huang Ji's qualifications
Tianyuan is considered to be the top one, unlike the sect's main branch, Xutian Sect, where the disciples with the lowest qualifications are the green ones, and even the purple ones are common.
"Reporting to the Palace Master, not only did the soul lamps of Master Leng and Master Wen go out, but also the inner disciples Liu Feng and Fan Ming, as well as sixteen outer disciples, also died at the same time."
"What?"
The deacon disciples of the Deacon Hall had just finished their report, and all the elders in the palace master's meeting hall were completely unable to sit still. What happened? How could twenty disciples of the Yongle Palace suddenly die? Was someone targeting them in the Yongle Palace, or was it someone who encountered them?
What danger is there that they can't solve?
"Check, be sure to find out about this matter!" the master of Yongle Palace gave the order, and the disciple of the Deacon Hall hurriedly left after receiving the order.
"Palace Master, should this matter be reported to the Xutian Sect?" A bearded elder in Tsing Yi asked the Palace Master for his opinion.
"Let's report it after we find out." This matter is not a big deal or a small matter. If it was injured by a demon, it needs to be reported to the sect, but if it is for other reasons, it must be treated differently.
The anger in the heart of the Palace Master of Yongle Palace could not be calmed down. He wanted to see who took the lives of his two disciples at once and bullied the Palace Master of his first palace. It was unbearable.
This is intolerable!
Over there, the disciples of the Deacon Hall of Yongle Palace were conducting an investigation intensively. Over here, Bingyue and the others were sitting in the very elegant guest room decorated by Tao Yao Luoyi, chatting and sorting the trophies.
"Luoyi, what do you think this is?" Bingyue pulled out a palm-sized black tower-shaped magic weapon from a pile of messy things, waved it in front of Luoyi and asked her.
"Could this be the Demon Collection Tower? How come these guys have a Demon Collection Tower in their hands?"
After seeing the Demon Collection Tower, Luo Yi couldn't help but get scared. Once the Demon Collection Tower was activated, all the demons within a thousand miles would be taken in, even if she had transformed. Once she was taken into the Demon Collection Tower, she would be
Being imprinted with the spiritual consciousness of the owner of the Demon Collection Tower, the demons collected into the tower can only become the puppets or slaves of the Demon Collection Tower Master...
"Luoyi, do you know why demon cultivators are powerful but human cultivators still have the final say? It's because human cultivators always try their best to create all kinds of treasures to defeat the enemy. The demon collecting tower is one of them. The few of us saved
You, how are you going to thank us?"
Bingyue didn't even look at the peach demon Luoyi, and asked her calmly.
"Didn't I already plan to leave with you?" Luo Yi felt quite depressed, thinking that it was really sad for a fairy who had gone through so much hardship and finally transformed into such a passive situation.
"Third Brother, Cousin Xuan, Prince Ling, you can pick whatever you need, including this Demon Collection Tower. Don't worry about me. Also, leave these storage magic weapons to this peach demon." Twenty storage items.
The owner of the magic weapon has died, so it has become ownerless. It is easy to take out the things inside.
It's just that these storage magic weapons, Bingyu, cannot be used. Once they are recognized by the relatives and friends of the owner of the storage magic weapon, wouldn't it be obvious to others that they are the biggest suspects in killing the original owner of the storage magic weapon? Storage magic weapons are generally similar to each other.
Sorry, one can't fit into the other. Although Bingyue doesn't have to worry, she can throw these things into the snow jade bracelet, but she doesn't want to look too special among her friends, so she doesn't keep them.
But the contents of these storage bags, storage rings and the like are really not enough to see. Except for the things taken out of the four Mingxinjing monks' storage rings, there are almost no magic weapons in other storage bags.
No, there are no gold cards or anything like that, but there are some gold coins. The number of low-grade spiritual stones for sixteen people combined is not much, and the number of medium-grade and above spiritual stones is even less.
Seeing this, Bingyue couldn't help but sigh again how lucky she was to have the snow jade bracelet.
"Master, master, bring in those red stones." With the snow jade bracelet in hand, you should have no worries about playing in another world. Bingyue is not interested in these trophies at all and is thinking about how to trick Luo Yi.
Well, Xue Long's voice came out.
Stones? Bingyue looked into the pile of things, and there were really more than a dozen red stones. Bingyue couldn't see what was special about these stones. If Xuelong wanted it, then give it to him. I think you two
Neither my brother nor Ye Lingyu or Kunpeng would have any objections.
"I'll just take these stones, and you can divide the rest. You're welcome." Bingyue said, and put the stones into the snow jade bracelet without waiting for a reply.
"Brothers, you're welcome. Anyway, I'm used to getting good things from you. As for these rocks, you can take them if you like."
Bingyu smiled warmly and said to Bingyue. Yan Ruxuan and Ye Lingyu also smiled warmly at Bingyue, which made Bingyue feel infinitely guilty, although she didn't know what she was guilty of. Uh, can you not smile so harmlessly?
Luo Yi has been watching with cold eyes, secretly thinking that the relationship between these human beings is really good. Although these things may be nothing in their eyes, in the eyes of ordinary monks, they are still a lot of wealth. What's wrong?
It is also the storage ring of four monks with a bright mind and the storage bags of sixteen monks. Not to mention those magic weapons and the like, there are probably several spiritual stones taken out from the storage rings of the four monks with a clear mind.
One hundred thousand yuan, maybe, and he has several gold cards. This prodigal son who came out of nowhere actually doesn't like them all.
This was the first time Luoyi had seen such a harmonious division of the spoils!
"Master, master, there are many peach trees here that are thousands of years old. Let's move these trees in. The rabbit spirit can brew spiritual fruit wine and peach blossom wine. Let her brew more for us when the time comes." Seeing Xue Long said.
Bingyue found something good, but Xuefeng accidentally failed to take the credit and quickly regained her sense of presence.
Yes, Taoshu, "Xue Feng, you are simply amazing!" If Xuefeng were in front of her, Bingyue would definitely pick her up and give her a big bang. (To be continued)