Legend of the Cultivation God

The eyes of the four tragic disciples are looking at the door. The few disciples who have just stepped into the house have seen the eight dead fish-like eyes. They are all cold and upright, and a horror rises from the bottom of my heart!

The disciples who are guarded are afraid of their hearts, but they can be responsible. They don’t dare to neglect. First, they look at the whole house. If they don’t see any abnormalities, they go to the disciple closest to the door. After a little inspection, they frown, because The disciple did not see any scars on his body.

“How?” At this moment, a thick voice sounded, “What clues can there be?”

"Zhong Yu captain!" On the face of the disciple, there was a kind of relaxed, hurriedly turning back and swearing. But when I saw a young man of about forty years old, the middle-aged monk with a big eyebrow and a big eye steadily stepped into the room. The monk’s cultivation was about eleven layers of refining.

"Well," Zhong Yu raised his hand and signaled that the disciples of the ceremonial ceremonies got up and asked, "What can be abnormal?"

"No", the discipliner shook his head slightly. "The general inspection of the subordinates may be poisoned, but... no wounds are found, and the subordinates cannot judge."

"What can be done today?"

"No, as before, there is no movement at all!"

After listening to this, Zhong Yu’s brow wrinkled closer. He had been the guardian of Zhongling Mountain Villa for decades. This strange thing happened for the first time. Even the sudden death of so many low-ranking disciples is also I met it for the first time.

"Let's make a closer look!" Zhong Yu turned and said.

One of the guardian disciples quickly walked away. Zhong Yu looked at the whole room again and asked: "Talk to me about the specific situation!"

"Yes, the captain." The disciplinist pointed his hand to the outside and whispered. "There is a surviving disciple outside! Let him tell him!"

"Well, let him in!" Zhong Yu nodded, but the value of the disciple just took two steps, and Zhong Yu called again. "No, the old man asked him in the past!"

"Yes!"

Waiting for Zhong Yu to come to the surviving disciple. At this point, the disciple has slightly recovered some of his gaze, but his eyes are still a bit stagnation. Zhong Yu looked at this disciple, and his heart was awkward. He knew that although there were some disciples among the disciples, most of them were disciples with other relatives of the Zhong family, and even some townspeople with similar qualifications at Zhongling Mountain Villa. ! Their qualifications are not too good, but they can also cultivate. Most of them are in the three layers of refining, because they can no longer be advanced, they are assigned to the medicine.

Although these disciples also have the disciples of Zhong’s disciples in their daily practice, the real use is to plant Lingcao and do some chores in Zhongling Mountain Villa, although their status is higher than that of ordinary servants. But... it will never fall into the eyes of others. Nothing about Zhong’s family will involve them.

"You will tell the old man carefully about the ins and outs of things!" Zhong Yu looked at the disciple.

"Yes," the disciple licked his dry lips with his tongue, and told the matter again. This time it was obviously more detailed than just now. The tone is also a lot easier. However, the matter is simple, even if it is detailed, it is impossible to release Zhongyu's brow!

"You said, you just went out for a while. When you came back, all four were dead? Didn't you see anything else?" Zhong Yu asked.

"Yes. The disciple really didn't..." The disciple was just blurting out, but it seemed to suddenly think of something, some hesitantly said, "No, disciple... The disciple seems to see a shadow, faster than the bird, but, I can't see it at night. The disciple doesn't know if the disciple is wrong!"

"Oh? Black shadow? How big? Where are you flying?" Zhong Yu’s face was a hi.

The disciple reached out to a slap in the face, but it seemed to be wrong. It was augmented with both hands, but then it felt like it was not right. It was magnified again until it was one foot in size. He hesitated: "So big... disciple Really sleepy eyes, really did not see too clearly!"

"Well, where did the black shadow fly?"

"It seems to be... there..." The disciple is still slightly hesitant, not sure to point to another row of small houses.

"Bad!!!" Zhong Yu saw the disciple turn his finger to another house, and immediately sank in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Zhonghuan, go quickly, gather all the disciples of the medicines!"

"Captain, this time has been late at night..." The discipliner whispered, "Don't take all the disciples..." But when it comes to this, the disciple of the bell ring seems to wake up and exclaim, "Captain, Could it be..."

"Hey, what do you think of at this time? From the old man's guidance!" Zhong Yu snorted.

"Yes!" Zhong Huan hurriedly took a hand and greeted his disciples to discourage all the disciples who rested in the medicine. They all awakened and gathered together.

After a few moments, the bell ring was black on the face and came over.

"How?" Zhong Yu saw the face of Zhonghuan already knowing, faintly asked.

"The good teaching team leader knows that there are three rooms...the disciples are all dead." Zhonghuan whispered, "The death is the same as these four! The subordinates also looked at it roughly, and found nothing unusual!"

"Fifteen disciples?" Zhong Yu's face is also changing.

"Yes, fifteen disciples, plus these four, when it is nineteen disciples!" Zhonghuan nodded slightly.

At this time, but in the middle of the Zhongling Villa in the distance, a loud voice sounded, it seems that millions of firecrackers are lit up one after another, with the sound, a clump of brilliance shining in the night sky!

"Whoever touched the prohibition of the villa!" Zhong Yu was shocked, but he couldn't ask the next situation, and urged the flying character to rush into the air.

However, his body shape just flew up, that is, the sound of an angry voice sounded like a thunder: "Where is the obstacle, come to dare to marry my ancestral hall?"

Immediately, another glare of fire was born, and a screaming sound came!

"Ah? Three uncle's magic weapon?" Zhong Yu was shocked, and his body shape was slightly stagnate in midair. He knew in his heart that Zhong Peiyuan was the cultivation of the late stage of the building of the foundation. He was shot by him. Where else did he stand by? Even if you go, you will only have the consequences of life!

"Ha ha ha Zhong Laofufu, of course, is the young master!" Xiao Hua's slightly exaggerated voice sounded at the same time, followed by Zhong Yu but saw a flash of gold flashed in front of him, the golden light is so embarrassing, sharply almost to himself The eyes are hiccups, and he can't help but close his eyes.

The sound of the "sting" sounded as ugly as the silk was cut.

Then, I heard the voice of Zhong Peiyuan roaring: "Xiao Hua!!! You... you are really bold!" . )

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