Dark Beast Summoner

How could a plague break out and a whole city of people died?

A city like Bronze Town where spiritual practitioners gather is not an ordinary city with many mortals. Generally speaking, plagues rarely break out. Even if a plague spreads in, spiritual practitioners can be immune.

A city's spiritual practitioners and ordinary people died because of a plague. No matter how you look at this matter, it reveals something strange and strange.

Instead, it's like, hiding something.

"Bronze Town is the jurisdiction of Shenwu Religion, Uncle Huang, let's go to Shenwu Religion and ask."

Mu Wushuang said.

Since it was the Shenwu Religion that suppressed this matter, then the Shenwu Religion should know the inside story, as well as the whereabouts of Lei Chanzi, the abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"Um."

Long Mo nodded deeply, his eyes swept across the dilapidated and decayed Little Leiyin Temple, his expression was sullen.

They soon arrived at the gate of the Shenwu Sect, and the headmaster Gongsun Hai came to greet them in person.

"The arrival of the Regent really makes this mountain gate flourish!"

Gongsun Hai said with a smile like an old fox.

He glanced at the hands that Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang held, and couldn't help but be stunned.

After Young Master Helianyuan returned to the Cangming Continent, there was a special message not long ago, asking him to bring Mu Wushuang to his door, give her the best resources, and let her practice. After a year or two, Young Master Helian will come down. Pick her up.

At that time, Gongsun Hai couldn't help feeling that Mu Wushuang's good life.

He was delayed because of a little thing, and he didn't expect Mu Wushuang to join the Shenwu Sect by himself, and he also came with Long Moshen.

Gongsun Hai knows that Long Moshen's identity is different, it can be said to be unfathomable, there are stores in the whole continent, such as Chixiaotang, Tianbing Pavilion, etc., all of which are his handwriting. This man can be said to be the richest person in the entire Jiuxiao Continent. .

Some time ago, I knew that his legs were no longer crippled, and I was surprised for a long time. Now, seeing his introverted momentum, I couldn't see through him, and I was even more surprised in my heart.

But what he is depressed about now is how to explain to Young Master Helian, Long Moshen is not easy to mess with, who would dare to touch his woman?

But if this trivial matter can't be done well, he is afraid that his grandson Song Yiyang will be excluded from the Helian family.

"Master Gongsun, this king is here to ask for a teacher to teach you."

Long Mo said in a deep voice.

"I don't dare to ask for advice. If you have any problems with the regent, you can say it directly. The old man must know everything and say everything."

Gongsun Hai said with a smile.

"This king has a capable subordinate. He went to Bronze Town to do business, but he never came back. This king came here on purpose to find out."

Long Moshen said in a low voice, looking at Gongsun Hai with deep eyes.

Mu Wushuang's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Looking at Shanglong Moshen's gaze, Gongsun Hai actually felt a sense of oppression, which made him a little overwhelmed.

If Long Moshen just asked casually, he could handle the matter in Bronze Town casually, but what Long Moshen said was to find out for a competent subordinate, then he couldn't just prevaricate.

With Long Moshen's ability, he can definitely find out if he wants to check, it's just a matter of time.

Gongsun Hai knew that Long Moshen could not be deceived in this matter.

He looked dignified, thought for a moment, and said, "There is indeed a secret about the Bronze Town thing, but this is not a good place to chat. The two of you are here with the old man."

Walking all the way to the top of the mountain, I met many disciples of the Shenwu Sect on the way, and when I arrived at the resplendent hall, Gongsun Hai waved away the idle people and others, and left the holy child Xuyuan behind and let him serve tea.

When Xu Yuan brought tea, he deliberately dumped it on Mu Wu's hands. Mu Wushuang saw through his little trick, and when he opened his hand, the hot tea was poured on Xu Yuan's white clothes, looking very embarrassed.

"Be careful, why can't you hold the teacup steady?"

Mu Wushuang said lightly.

"Xu Yuan, you go out first." Gongsun Hai said with some dissatisfaction.

Xu Yuan gritted his teeth, gave Mu Wushuang a stern look, and then went out.

Mu Wushuang couldn't understand where this Divine Martial Sect's holy son came from so much malice towards him. But she was too lazy to pay attention to these things.

However, she saw Uncle Huang glanced at Xu Yuan's background more, and the light in his eyes was dim.

Uncle Huang really can't see her being a little wronged, but it seems that she is bullying others, right?

Gongsun Hai said at this moment, "Have you heard of the Little Leiyin Temple in Bronze Town?"

"Naturally." Long Mo nodded without changing his expression.

Mu Wushuang thought, they came for the Little Leiyin Temple, but could the plague in Bronze Town have something to do with the Little Leiyin Temple?

"Since Lei Chanzi, the abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple, took a seat, the tree fell and the hozens scattered. The monks in the temple either went to other temples or returned to the custom, so in just two years, the once brilliant Xiaoleiyin The temple became an abandoned temple."

Mu Wushuang frowned, the abbot is already sitting?

Gongsun Hai continued: "I didn't expect that half a month ago, the abandoned Xiaoleiyin Temple actually sounded a burst of Zen sounds, which can make the passing monks clear and clear, and quickly enter the meditation, which is very beneficial to the practice. There are monks who go to Xiaolei. When I visited the temple, I found a pitch-black wooden fish in the meditation room where the abbot was sitting, and bursts of Zen sounds came from this wooden fish."

"The monk saw at a glance that this wooden fish was a top-grade or even a top-grade magic weapon. In order to compete for the magic weapon, a monk's blood was splashed on the spot, and the wooden fish was stained with blood, and the sound that came out was no longer a Zen sound, but a demon that bewitched people's hearts. Sound, in a few days, I have bewitched hundreds of cultivators to kill each other, and the death is tragic."

"This matter happened within the jurisdiction of my Shenwu Religion, so the old man naturally had to take care of it. The old man personally went to try to destroy these evil treasures, but he was a step too late."

Gongsun Hai suddenly pointed to the sky above his head: "The people from the upper realm came down, took the wooden fish, and killed all the spiritual practitioners and ordinary people in Bronze Town and dozens of miles around. The Helian family in the Cangming Continent has something to do with it, and it is impossible to say that they also died in that massacre. Although this old man was lucky enough to escape, this mess can only be taken down for them."

The upper realm does not refer to the immortal realm, but refers specifically to the high-level continent.

What Gongsunhai meant was that someone came specially for the wooden fish and killed everyone who knew about it, not a plague.

It's just that there are too many doubts. Where did Xiaoleiyin Temple come from? Even people from the high-level continent came down here on purpose. This wooden fish is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon. How could a small temple like Xiaoleiyin Temple have such a powerful magic weapon?

Moreover, the magic weapon appeared in the place where the abbot Lei Chanzi was sitting. What does this magic weapon have to do with the dead Lei Chanzi?

Can this wooden fish have anything to do with her parents?

Just take the wooden fish, why do those people choose to kill their mouths?

There is no answer to this question.

Long Moshen suddenly asked, "Can the headmaster still remember the patterns on their clothes?"