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In Lijia Village, a small grave, a line of words was engraved on the tombstone: "Tomb of Li Yi, grandson Li Yan."

Shi Yue and Li Yan stood in front of the grave, Li Yan's face was full of tears.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, Yan'er is back to see you." Li Yan stroked Li Yi's tombstone and said sadly.

"It's all my fault. I should have brought you back to see your grandpa earlier." Shi Yue sighed and said with some self-blame.

"Don't blame you, Brother Shi, this is grandpa's fate!" Li Yan shook his head and said seriously.

"Don't worry! I will take good care of Yan'er in the future." Shi Yue's face condensed and promised.

"Yan'er, it's getting late, do you want to stay in the village for one night or leave?" Shi Yue looked up at the darkening sky and asked.

Li Yan wiped the tears from his face, shook his head and said, "No, let's leave! Grandpa told me that I should learn skills from Brother Shi, and I will definitely fulfill Grandpa's last wish."

Shi Yue nodded, his lips moved slightly, and his hands glowed with yellow light, and then pressed towards the grave.

With a flash of yellow light, the grave turned grayish white, and the soft soil on the surface turned into hard gray stone.

Shi Yue slapped the storage bag on his waist with his palm, and the Haoyue Flying Boat flew out of it, landing in front of Shi Yue with the wind.

He and Li Yan walked up one after another, and cast a spell on it.

The Haoyue Flying Boat suddenly emitted a white light, carrying the two people to the sky, and disappeared into the sky not long after.

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Taixu Sect, Cuiyun Peak.

Zhou Zhenyu stood in front of Qingtong Pavilion, with a jade slip on his forehead.

Not long after, he took off the jade slip.

"You little brat, you can break the formation I set up just after building your foundation. No wonder you dare to run around. I hope that the spirit of Junior Brother Shi in heaven will protect you and keep you safe!" Zhou Zhenyu looked up at the sky and murmured to himself in a low voice.

The continuous sound of "clang clang clang" rang through the sky, louder and louder than the last, five times in a row.

Hearing the sound of the bell, Zhou Zhenyu frowned and muttered to himself: "Another big thing has happened! Alas, the storm is coming, and it is a time of trouble."

He shook his head, flew up, and turned into a yellow light and flew towards the ancestral hall.

Not long after, he arrived at the ancestral hall.

Chen Xiangdong, Wang Tianji and others had already arrived at the ancestral hall, and everyone's face was not good. Zhou Tongtian frowned and held a blue jade slip in his hand. .

"Master, what big thing has happened again? You actually called us here again." Wang Tianji asked with a frown.

"Senior Dugu of the Ancient Sword Sect sent someone to deliver a message jade slip, asking Master Murong to go to Wanjian Mountain. If Master Murong is not convenient, I can go. Do you think that the Ancient Sword Sect is testing whether Master Murong is in the sect?" Zhou Tongtian said with a frown.

"What? Did the Ancient Sword Sect ask Master Murong to go to Wanjian Mountain? Did they explain the purpose?" Zhou Zhenyu raised his eyebrows and asked with some doubt.

"If they had explained the purpose, I would be relieved. The problem is that they didn't. I don't know what the Ancient Sword Sect is up to. I am worried that the Ancient Sword Sect is testing whether Master Murong is in the sect. Tell me, how should I reply?" Zhou Tongtian said with a gloomy face.

After hearing this, everyone present frowned. If the Tang Dynasty really had civil strife, it would be troublesome if the Ancient Sword Sect knew that the Yuanying cultivator of the Taixu Sect was not in the sect.

"What should we do? The ancestor hasn't come back yet? If the head brother doesn't leave, the Ancient Sword Sect will inevitably be suspicious. If the head brother goes, once they know that Uncle Murong is not in the sect, they may detain the head brother and launch a large-scale attack on our Taixu Sect." Zhou Zhenyu said with a worried face.

"What I am worried about now is that they have learned that Uncle Murong is not in the sect, and deliberately find an excuse to transfer the head brother away. When the time comes, they will launch a large-scale attack. We are leaderless and can't resist it at all." Chen Xiangdong frowned and said.

"It's not right to go, and it's not right not to go. I think we should find an excuse to close the mountain gate. With the protection formation, we can hold on for a while." Wang Tianji suggested.

After hearing this, everyone looked at Zhou Tongtian.

Zhou Tongtian is the head of the Taixu Sect and controls the protection formation.

Zhou Tongtian's face was uncertain for a while, then a resolute look flashed across his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay! Then temporarily open the sect protection formation, the reason is that the sect elders are striving for the Nascent Soul stage, so that no matter whether the Tang Dynasty is in real or fake civil strife, no one will say anything."

"Who wants to strive for the Nascent Soul stage! I have been away for a while, and the Tang Dynasty is in civil strife?" A majestic male voice sounded.

As soon as the voice fell, a strange cry sounded, and a three-colored strange bird several feet in size flew in, and an old man in a green robe with regular features and a red face sat on the back of the strange bird.

The head of the three-colored strange bird resembles a vulture, but its tail is half a foot long, its eyes are glowing red, and it has bat-like wings.

"It is a three-colored vulture, the spiritual bird of Master Murong."

"Greetings to Master Murong." Seeing the old man in green robes, Zhou Tongtian and others showed ecstasy on their faces, bowed to the old man in green robes, and said in unison.

The three-colored strange bird landed on the ground and the old man in green robe jumped down.

The old man in green robe was none other than Murong Feng, the only Nascent Soul cultivator of Taixu Sect.

He slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and the three-colored strange bird spread its wings, shrank rapidly, and flew back into the spirit beast bag.

"Who said that the Tang Dynasty was in turmoil? I have been away for only more than ten years, and the Tang Dynasty is in turmoil?" Murong Feng raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"Uncle Murong, this is what happened." Zhou Tongtian was startled and told the major events that had happened in the sect in the past few years.

After listening to Zhou Tongtian's statement, Murong Feng's face darkened and he said, "So many things happened when I was away. The Shi couple died without a sound. The recent chaos is really a headache. But why would someone attack our people out of nowhere? Did they catch anyone alive or leave any evidence?"

"To reply to Uncle Murong, there are no survivors, but we got a few storage bags." Zhou Tongtian said as he took out a few black storage bags from his sleeves and handed them to Murong Feng.

Murong Feng opened the storage bag, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and frowned as he said, "The things are very ordinary, nothing special can be seen. It seems that the mastermind behind the scenes was very careful and did not leave anything with marks. What about the skills? Can we tell anything from their skills?"

Zhou Zhenyu pondered for a moment and said, "To reply to Uncle Murong, according to the recollections of nephew Wang and others, the people who attacked them practiced the very common five-element skills. The mastermind behind the scenes planned it carefully and left no clues. Considering the emergence of a large number of geniuses at the disciple-taking ceremony, we speculate that it may be a sign of the beginning of civil strife in the Tang Dynasty or even the chaos of the entire Xingsha Continent. Now the Ancient Sword Sect has sent someone to invite you over. Take a look..."