Celestial being

At the same time, Yuan Mansion.

After Miao Qing left, Yuan Ming immediately went to see his parents.

He didn't care much about Miao Qing's weird behavior. What he really cared about was his parents' thoughts and opinions about leaving the capital.

After hearing Yuan Ming's thoughts, Mrs. Yuan took the lead and said before Yuan Zuochong could speak:

"Wherever Ming'er goes, I will go. Don't think of leaving mother behind this time!"

When Yuan Ming heard this, he pursed his lips, and a look of guilt flashed in his eyes.

"Your mother is just like this, don't take it too seriously, but she is right. As long as the family is together, it doesn't matter where you live. I have heard about the situation on the East China Sea for a long time, and I also longed for it for a while when I was young. I thought that now that I am old, I can go there to settle down." Yuan Zuochong patted Yuan Ming's shoulder and smiled twice.

Yuan Ming looked at his parents with great emotion. Although they said it was easy, leaving behind their relatives and friends and leaving the capital where they had lived for nearly sixty years was by no means an easy decision to make.

His lips moved, and he was about to say something more, when his expression suddenly changed.

"Mom and Dad, please stay in the house. No matter what happens outside, don't come out."

Saying that, Yuan Ming quickly walked out of the house, took out the Night Journey of Hundred Ghosts, released a group of Danjie ghost slaves, and ordered them to guard the house and not allow anyone to enter.

The ghost slaves immediately took the order and went underground to hide their traces.

After Yuan Ming made these arrangements, he felt at ease. He looked up at the sky and saw a stream of light approaching quickly, hovering over Yuan Mansion in the blink of an eye.

After the light dissipated, Zha Yancai's figure was revealed.

Her consciousness swept over the Yuan Mansion without hesitation, and when she discovered where Yuan Ming was, she followed him with her eyes and said loudly: "Yuan Ming, I think the offense against you back then will be forgotten, but you don't know Repent, not only did you injure the disciples of Ben Guan, but you even secretly plotted to kill the elders of Ben Guan. You have committed numerous crimes that are too numerous to describe. Now that I am here in person, why don’t you just arrest them quickly!”

Her voice spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital. The movement that had just escaped had already alarmed all the people in the city. Now that she heard her words, the whole capital suddenly boiled like boiling water.

Yuan Ming's face darkened, and he flew straight up into the sky, looking directly at Zha Yancai. Murderous intent surged in his heart, and he was about to take action, but he remembered Liu Tianming's troubled look last night, so he temporarily suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice:

"Master Miao's injuries were all faked by himself and have nothing to do with me. You know it in your heart. As for Elder Zuo's matter, he wants to incriminate him. Let me ask you, what evidence do you have?"

"Ha! Proof? In the entire Central Plains, no one will talk to us in Changchun about proof." Zha Yancai sneered, raised her hand without any scruples, and an ice crystal whip appeared in her palm.

As she clenched her fingers, a cloud of white ice mist immediately emerged from the handle of the long whip, wrapping the long whip and Zha Yancai's arms.

She has been in the pill formation for nearly a hundred years, and now she is only half a step away from the late stage of the pill formation. In her opinion, no matter how powerful Yuan Ming is, he is just a junior who has just broken through the pill formation, and he is just another casual cultivator. How can she be compared with a sect monk like her?

Therefore, she came here with the idea of ​​​​killing him first and telling him later. No matter whether the imperial family in Guanzhong wanted to protect Yuan Ming or not, as long as he killed him, there wouldn't be so much trouble.

In the world of immortality, no one would go to war over a dead person who had no use value, especially in her opinion, except for Liu Tianming, the other party did not have any deep background that she needed to worry about.

When Yuan Ming saw Zha Yancai taking the lead, he sighed and a trace of helplessness flashed across his face.

But then, he no longer concealed the murderous intention in his heart, and looked at Zha Yancai as if he were looking at a dead person.

The next moment, he opened his mouth and spat out, and the Soul-Destroying Sword flew out from his mouth. While it was still in mid-air, Yuan Ming hit it with a magic spell. The runes on the sword instantly lit up, and an invisible force came towards Cha Cha. Yancai rushed forward, and at the same time, another black sword light followed closely behind.

At the same time, Zha Yancai waved her right arm, as if she wanted to activate the magic weapon. However, at this moment, her heart jumped suddenly, and an invisible force enveloped her body in an instant, causing her body to collapse. He froze for a moment.

A look of surprise appeared on Zha Yancai's face. For some reason, she just felt that at this moment, she was not facing a monk in the early stage of forming pills, but a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage.

At this time, she had lost all will to fight, and only one thought flashed through her subconscious mind: "Escape quickly."

At this moment, somewhere on the east side of the capital, Liu Tianming was hurriedly flying towards this side on a magic weapon. As he flew, he activated his magic power and shouted:

"Elder Zha, wait a moment! There is faith in the vision, saying..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black sword light streaking across Zha Yancai's neck in the distance above the Yuan Mansion. Before he could get closer, the headless body fell straight down.

"You're late." Yuan Ming shrugged at Liu Tianming and said helplessly.

"Brother Ming, you... oh, what should I do now?" Liu Tianming sighed and scratched his hair in distress.

"Kill them all, there's no point worrying about it. Besides, she was the one who made the move first, and she should never have been so close to my parents. I was just defending myself. I didn't expect her to be so weak." Yuan Ming put away the soul-killing sword and said so.

"Hey, those old guys in the audience won't talk about this. They will only think that you hit them in the face, and they will definitely find a way to retaliate. No, our plan must be advanced before they can react. Brother Ming, you We have to take our parents to the East China Sea. If we are stopped, it will be the end of us." Liu Tianming said anxiously.

"Okay, then I will let them clean up now and set off immediately." Yuan Ming no longer hesitated after hearing what his parents had said before, and said immediately.

…

About an hour later.

Dajin Zhongzhou, Chaotian Mountains.

Light clouds and mist enveloped the stacked mountains, and golden light shone from the gaps, dazzling and bright, as if a sun was hidden.

One by one, agile cranes emerged from the mist, their snow-white feathers shrouded in spiritual light, and flowing clouds wrapped around their bodies, rising and falling with the vibration of their wings, like silk, ethereal and ethereal.

In the clouds and mist, golden palaces are built against the mountains. Glazed bricks, warm jade bricks and stones, precious jade materials that are rare in the outside world, are just used as decorative accessories here. Everywhere you look, they are all the same. Luxurious and elegant.

In the pavilions and halls, monks wearing lavender gowns shuttled back and forth, showing elegance and calmness in their movements.

This place is the headquarters of Changchun Temple, the first sect in the Central Plains. The surrounding scenery is far better than that of an unknown small sect like Biluo Cave, and even the Shengye Sect can hardly compare with it.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

Suddenly, three dull bells rang through the entire sect. The disciples who heard the bells raised their heads in surprise and looked towards the highest mountain in the sect. They talked among themselves with some uneasiness on their faces.

According to ancestral rules, the ancient Zhenshan bell located at Wuxia Peak will only ring when an important person dies.

Ringing three times means the death of the elder Jiedan.

Although this incident was quite rare, it was not to the extent that it would make many disciples uneasy.

The real reason comes down to a few months ago.

At that time, the ancient bell of Zhenshan rang four times in a row, representing the death of the Yuanying monks. The mournful bell lingered in the mountains for a long time.

And like this, less than half a year had passed before another Elder Jiedan died.

Even the disciples who blindly believe in Changchun's view of the world's invincibility still have some premonition that the storm is about to come.

As the bell rang, in the main hall on the top of Wuxia Peak, eleven figures sat around a long table, silently looking at the jade slip placed in front of them.

The purple-haired male cultivator sitting in the first seat on the right side of the long table looked around and saw that everyone had read the contents of the jade slip, so he said: "We have gathered you all to discuss four things today. The first thing is News came from the capital that Elder Zha, who was responsible for investigating Zuo Qinghui’s disappearance, was executed in public by Yuan Ming. According to Elder Zha’s investigation during his lifetime, this person was not unrelated to Zuo Qinghui’s disappearance. Do you think we should What to do with this person?”

The Danjie monks do not care about secular matters, but if it involves existences who are also in the Danjie realm, or major decisions that affect the sect, they still need to come forward to make decisions.

However, there are a large number of Jiedan elders in Changchun Temple. If everything needs to be discussed together, it will be delayed. Therefore, under the instruction of Yuanying Patriarch, some Jiedan elders were individually selected to be responsible for discussions on behalf of others. discussion.

As for the eleven alchemy practitioners sitting at the long table now, they are old and young, and their cultivation levels are also different, but they have one thing in common.

That is, they are all related to a certain Nascent Soul Ancestor in the temple.

Even if he is not a relative or a disciple, he is at least an existence recognized by a certain Nascent Soul Ancestor. Every word and deed here represents the will of those Nascent Soul Ancestors.

For example, the purple-haired male cultivator named Qu Liang is the great-grandson of a Yuanying monk named Qu in the temple. Although he is only in the early stage of Dan Jie, he has been in the middle Yuanying stage for hundreds of years because his great grandfather has entered the middle stage of Yuanying. Gained control of the meeting.

After hearing Qu Liang's words, a strong man with a beard and an open shirt turned his gaze to an empty chair next to the long table.

"Is this matter something we can decide? Has the news been sent to Patriarch Mingquan? What did he say?" the strong man asked unhurriedly.

"Ancestor Mingquan is not in the temple now. I have also told him the news through the transmission talismans, but he has not responded." Qu Liang shook his head and said.

"Does this mean that we should make our own decision? But Zha Yancai is the beloved disciple of Mingquan Patriarch, and Yuan Ming has been dissatisfied with our Changchun Temple for a long time, and now he even killed Zha Yancai in public. What is there to discuss? Just send people to surround and kill him." The bearded man put the jade slip away and said there was no need to say anything more.

His words were echoed by many elders, and they all agreed that they must kill people like Yuan Ming who do not know the heights of heaven and earth, and set a warning to others.

Of course, Yuan Ming advanced from an unknown monk in the Qi Refining Stage to the Alchemy Stage in just a few decades. This is also an extremely rare thing in the history of Changchun Temple, which also makes them feel a little confused. Unexplained emotions.

But beside the long table, there were four elders in the Danjie stage who remained silent and did not join in with them.