Half an hour after Li Yan and the others arrived, the Daoist from the palace came roaring through the air. However, he did not speak after he arrived, but landed directly on the futon in the middle of the platform from the air, facing the square, with the majestic palace door behind him. The yellow curtain hung under the lights inside the door, and a huge pillar that only a few adults could wrap around rose from the ground. Above the giant pillar, there were dragons and clouds, lifelike, as if they were about to soar into the clouds. The fragrance in the hall Smoke is lingering, and three forty-foot-tall statues are located in the center. They are none other than Daoism Sanqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun. The whole hall is filled with brilliance and seems solemn. The Daoist chanting in a low voice echoed in the main hall. On both sides of the main hall, there were statues of immortals such as the Jade Emperor, the Four Great Emperors, and the Five Elders. Although the statues were also magnificent and majestic, they were much shorter than the Sanqing Tianzun in the center.
The Daoist priest sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes tightly. If you look closely, you can see that there are two extremely bloody threads wrapped around his skin, which penetrate from the middle fingers of his left and right hands and go all the way up his arms. Every time he took a breath, these two blood streaks would flicker and extinguish.
The scene on his side had long been noticed by Li Yan and others. As Li Yan stared, he heard a man in black robe whisper, "This is the Blood Oath Formation. I heard that only those with extremely advanced attainments in the formation can understand it. Xuanqing Temple is indeed well-deserved."
With the arrival of the palace Daoist, the world gradually became quiet. Only in the gentle breeze, the bright moon gradually rose and then slowly set in the west.
At Yinshi, although the sky in the east is still dark, it has already ushered in the daily morning chanting time in the Daoist temple. Perhaps due to the special nature of today, the morning chanting has already begun on the square below. Many disciples have already started chanting silently. Twenty disciples stood up in the square and faced Xing. They all had extraordinary auras and should be the best in the Daoist temple. They went to the main hall to offer incense on behalf of each branch hall.
After they stepped onto the white jade steps, they first bowed deeply to the Daoist priest sitting on the platform in the middle of the steps. Then, Luo Sanpang, Qin Chengyi, and Kong Nantai led ten people into the main hall, while the rest were still sitting outside the main hall.
Li Yan and others were surrounded by ten new disciples.
From time to time, the melodious sound of bells came from the hall, and then thicker sandalwood overflowed. These sandalwoods are not used by ordinary mortals, but are refined from spiritual grass. It is extremely beneficial. Li Yan smells the fragrance coming from the tip of his nose, and feels that the pores all over his body are relaxing, and the spiritual energy in the air is jumping and dancing happily. As he breathes in and out, it travels happily through the muscles and veins, and his mind is clear and centered.
"This incense is comparable to the first-level Pill. If you can find some, it will be somewhat beneficial to your cultivation." Li Yan thought in his mind that in his Divine Sense, several people around him seemed to be taking the opportunity to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
In this tranquility, a sudden sound of panic broke the silence of the morning, "Uncle Luo, Uncle Luo..."
Then there were more sounds.
"Oh no, something happened to Uncle Luo..."
"Uncle Kong... Uncle Qin, come here quickly..."
Suddenly, bursts of exclamations came from within the main hall. In the midst of the chaos, Kong Nantai's scolding voice came out, "Shut up, everyone." Like a suppressed thunder, suddenly there was no more sound in the main hall.
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br> At the same time, the figure of the palace Daoist on the platform was blurred and disappeared. At the same time, his deep voice came from the air, "No one can move rashly, please stay where you are."
The five people Li Yan and the ten disciples on the platform also stood up one after another, but were blocked by the Daoist priest's words and entered the hall.
The hundreds of monks in the square of the main hall also started talking instantly, but there was no chaos on the whole, which showed that Xuan Qing Guan is a sect with a long history.
The palace Daoist stood in the main hall, his face originally pale due to the wear and tear of controlling the Blood Oath Formation, but now he was livid. There were more than a dozen disciples around him who were trembling with fear. Kong Nantai and Qin Chengyi also stood aside with ugly expressions.
The Daoist priest looked at Luo Sanpang, who was offering incense in front of the huge statue of Sanqing. He also held three thick incense sticks in his hand. The incense was extinguishing and the smoke was curling up, as if he wanted to step forward and insert the incense into the incense burner. He just stood there, motionless.
The Daoist priest stopped his breathing when he came in. He stood two feet away from Luo Sanpang, and Divine Sense scanned Luo Sanpang several times from top to bottom, then looked back and looked around, whispering, "What's going on?" These words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. In his Divine Sense, Luo Sanpang had already died, and his soul had also dissipated.
After he asked the question, the hall was as silent as death. The disciples around him were trembling. They felt as if a volcano was about to erupt on the leader's body.
Kong Nantai frowned, snorted coldly, pointed at a rather sturdy Daoist priest and said, "Bai Kui, tell me, you were the first to discover it."
The Daoist priest who was pointed at by Kong Nantai turned pale and hurriedly stepped forward, "Disciple Bai Kui has met the master. Just now, under the instructions of several uncles and uncles, I cleaned and offered incense. However, Sanqing Tianzun has always been cleaned and incense offered by the uncles and uncles, so we went to the side hall to offer incense to the emperor, the six emperors, and the elders of the five directions.
Today, Sanqing Tianzun still has three master uncles and uncles offering incense to the immortal throne. When the disciples and others passed by several times, they found that Master Luo had been holding incense respectfully. I thought he was silently praying for something, so I didn't pay attention. However, after a while, the disciples Then he realized something was wrong. When he went to ask, Master Luo didn't answer, and he felt something was wrong. Then he boldly stepped forward, only to see that Master Luo's eyes were dull and his body was lifeless. Divine Sense After scanning, Master Luo was already dead... Already..." Said this, Bai Kui looked horrified. As a senior disciple selected to enter the Daoist temple in the past two days, he knew more about what happened in the Daoist temple than the other disciples in the square due to his status in the sect. Unexpectedly, In front of everyone, a powerful Foundation Establishment Middle Stage monk died like this, and there was also a Foundation Establishment uncle in the hall, and the leader was at the door of the hall. This made him not afraid.
"Oh, you didn't find any clues at first?" Gong Daoist's voice suppressed his anger. This time he looked at Kong Nantai and Qin Chengyi.
"Report to Senior Brother, Head of Qi, here
People were coming and going, either cleaning or offering incense in the side hall. After entering, the three of me dusted the dust and then each offered incense to the Sanqing Patriarch. After Junior Brother Qin and I finished paying respects, I saw that Junior Brother Luo still seemed to be silently reciting, so we went to arrange for other disciples, but... no... nothing unusual was found. " When he said this, his face became uncertain.
After hearing this, the palace Daoist was silent, and Divine Sense once again glanced at the standing body of Luo Sanpang several times. The incense of clear smoke floating there was not poisonous, otherwise no one in the palace would be alive at this moment.
The palace Daoist walked slowly in front of Luo Sanpang, and suddenly opened his mouth, and a green bead exuding rich cyan wood spiritual power flew out of his mouth. The green light of the bead instantly flew to Luo Sanpang's forehead. The moment it came close to Luo Sanpang's forehead, a ripple-like cyan ripple rippled, Then a "buzz" sound reached everyone's ears. The green light of the blue ball dimmed for a moment, and then quickly flew towards Luo Sanpang. After the ball circled around Luo Sanpang's body, it finally flew to the three pillars of sandalwood held in Luo Sanpang's hand, and shot back with another "buzz" sound.
Looking at the green bead floating in front of him, which was flickering in and out, Gong Daoist Divine Sense probed into the bead. The name of this bead is "Qinglan Pearl", which is a mid-level Dharma Treasure. It especially has a powerful restraint effect on evil spirits and evil spirits. It is Gong Daoist's natal Dharma Treasure.
The palace Daoist looked at the two silky gray thin lines in the green bead. They were bumping left and right in the bead at this moment. However, compared with the vast blue spiritual power surging inside the bead, the gray thin lines seemed too small, but they were extremely ferocious and did not seem to be behind the wind at all.
He couldn't help but his face became solemn, and he shouted in a low voice, "It's actually gray Qumantra water applied on the sandalwood. It's no wonder that Junior Brother Luo looks like this. I'm afraid he has been swallowed up by the sea of consciousness, leaving only an empty body."
After everyone around him listened, the disciples were still confused. Even Qin Chengyi looked puzzled, but Kong Nantai's expression changed drastically and he couldn't help but said, "Brother, head master, are you really sure that Junior Brother Luo has been poisoned by the Huiqu Manduo Water? Isn't this poison only occasionally seen in the extreme southern sea? It is extremely difficult to collect. If you are not careful, you will be killed if you touch it. Someone actually got this poison. At least in our Western Region, it has been poisoned." This poison has not appeared for thousands of years. It is said that the body of the person who has been poisoned will become stiff without losing consciousness, but he can feel that his soul is entangled by the poison, like a mandala king snake, until the soul is finally swallowed up, making the poisoned person's soul feel like it is being ripped apart, but he can't make a sound, and even his expression is paralyzed without any change. Although it lasts only two or three breaths, it makes the poisoned person feel like he has been in purgatory for thousands of years. "
The Daoist Gong looked at the gray thread that had almost disappeared in the blue bead and nodded slowly, "It is exactly this poison. I never expected that someone would use such a vicious method to deal with me, Xuan Qing Guan. Although there are only a few threads of this poison, it is easy to kill a Foundation Establishment. Even if I, Dharma Treasure, refine the remaining two threads, it will probably take nearly a year. It seems that I, Xuan Qing Guan, have made a powerful enemy." At this point, he narrowed his eyes and his mind raced, but for a moment he couldn't figure out where it came from.
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After a few breaths, his body trembled slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind, "Could it be related to the two disappearing sects nearby?" Thinking of this, Daoist Gong couldn't help but feel chills on his back. The two disappeared sects combined had thousands of people, and this place was also strange and missing overnight. They were all guarded by the Golden Core Realm monks, but now the ancestor of his own sect was not there.
The more the palace Daoist thought about it, the more chill he felt in his heart. But after all, he had been in charge of the sect for decades. Although he was shocked, his face was still gloomy.
He felt the terror of his opponent. Every time he killed, he left no useful clues. Even when he killed Junior Brother Luo in this hall, it seemed that the killer must be among Junior Brother Kong, Junior Brother Qin and the ten disciples. However, this was not the case. After paying tribute to these sandalwood sticks every day, they all Sandalwood will be placed again in the same location for reuse. Even if you find the person who placed the sandalwood, you still can't be sure. They only gathered here at midnight last night. Has anyone touched these sandalwoods during this day? How many people have touched them? Therefore, it is not certain that the poisoning occurred this morning.
What's more, there is another question that puzzles the Daoist priests. Since the murderer wanted to kill people, why did he only poison the few incense sticks that Junior Brother Luo took? If he only targeted monk Foundation Establishment, this person must have known that the monk Foundation Establishment must burn incense for Sanqing Tianzun, so why not just poison all three of them? Of course, Qin Chengyi is a person whose seniority and realm do not match.
For a moment, Daoist Gong felt that his head was swollen. The murderer was either killing without trace, killing directly, or planning to kill. There was no pattern at all, which made him more and more confused.
At this moment, a ray of red light flew rapidly from the distance. The light came extremely quickly and did not stop at all. It flew into the main hall in front of everyone's eyes. After the light dissipated, the livid face of Hall Master Ji was revealed. He flew back directly from the patrol after receiving the message from his disciple. He First, he glanced at everyone in the hall, and then came to the side of Daoist Gong in a few steps. Then the two of them started whispering. Later, Daoist Gong and Hall Master Ji spread out their bodies and walked around the hall for several times. After that, they went directly outside the hall. After half a stick of incense, they returned to the exhibition again.
"The clues here are even more confusing than Junior Brother Song's. There were too many disciples who came in and out yesterday. It's impossible to rule them out." Hall Master Ji's eyes seemed to be filled with fire. As the leader of the gatekeeper and supervisory hall, he seemed to have lost Divine Ability this day and was under control in everything. There was still a bit of an immortal there, which made him feel extremely depressed.
Seeing this, the Daoist priest thought for a while and said, "Senior brother Ji, don't blame yourself. I have thought about it for a long time and feel that this matter may be related to the two missing sects nearby that the master reported a few days ago. There are Golden Core Realm monks there. Something happened, and I don't know if the master has any clues."
This time he did not call "Hall Master Ji", but "Senior Brother Ji", which shows his comfort. Hall Master Ji had started his career earlier than him and was the senior senior brother of this generation. However, since Gong Daoist became the leader, he started to call him "Senior Brother, the head master" along with the others. Master Gong had no choice but to call each other senior brother anymore and only called him "Pavilion Master Ji" every time.