The First Saint of Alchemy

Zhulong Mountain, Sword Sect.

A long and mournful roar came from a distance, echoing over Zhulong Mountain.

Whoosh whoosh!

The leader of the clan, Meng Tingxiao, quickly appeared in an open space in the front mountain. His posture was straight and straight, like a sharp sword pointing straight into the sky.

Behind him, the elders of the Sword Sect appeared one after another.

Everyone didn't wait long before they saw hundreds of Thunder King Peng approaching from far away.

"Zhao'er and the others are back!"

"Hey, why is it only Zhaoer?"

The elders quickly discovered the anomaly.

Meng Tingxiao narrowed his eyes and looked stern, but his heart had already mentioned that something had happened?

When Zhu Zhao entered the sect, he jumped off his back, knelt on the ground with a plop, and cried bitterly: "Master, the Medicine Valley is in a secret territory. There is no reason to suddenly kill us. Their leader Yan Xu is already at the eighth level of King level. The disciple was incompetent and unable to resist, so he managed to escape, but all the other disciples were brutally attacked, so let the master make the decision!"

Meng Tingxiao and the elders swayed.

This time the Sword Sect dispatched a hundred people, all of whom were outstanding members of the younger generation of the Sword Sect. In order to train them, the sect had put in countless efforts.

If the entire army is wiped out, the younger generation of the Sword Sect will be seriously cut off!

"Don't miss a single detail of the specific process. Please explain it carefully!" Meng Tingxiao gritted his teeth.

Zhu Zhao sadly told the whole process, and Meng Tingxiao's face was as cold as frost.

"Yaogu, you've gone too far! The great elder stayed behind to guard the sect. The rest of the people will follow me to Yaogu to ask for an explanation!" Meng Tingxiao ordered with murderous intent.

"Yes!" All the elders were filled with murderous intent, jumped on the Thunder King Peng, and followed Meng Tingxiao as they flew towards the Medicine Valley.

…

Medicine Valley.

Yan Xu led the team back to the sect and faced the Valley Master and a group of elders. He did not dare to look at the four elders and said sadly: "Valley Master, during this secret realm experience, Yao Valley lost fifteen outstanding disciples, and Junior Brother Xiang Yun also Among them! The disciple is guilty, please punish me!"

The fourth elder's body shook, and Xiang Yun was his grandson. He shouted: "What's wrong with Xiao Yun?"

Yan Xu said truthfully: "After entering the secret realm, in order to get more opportunities, we divided into several teams, and Junior Brother Xiang Yun also led a team.

Junior Brother's strength is already at the fifth level of King Level, and he is also a direct descendant of Yaogu. I thought nothing would happen, but I didn't see Junior Brother or the others until we left the secret realm.

Also, we saw the remnants of the Spirit Witch Clan in the secret realm—Yao Wang Ling No. 2.

This person is a disciple of the Sword Sect, Zhu Zhao!

I suspect that the disappearance of my junior brother has a lot to do with him. "

Hearing Yan Xu's words, even the fourth elders were stunned for a moment.

Sword Sect? Zhu Zhao? Spirit witch clan? How did this come together?

Seeing that Yan Xu's expression didn't seem to be fake, the Valley Master said seriously: "Tell me in detail!"

Yan Xu did not hesitate and told all the details about his experience of being assassinated at the trading point, as well as the Moon Shadow Sword in Zhu Zhao's hand and its disappearance into thin air.

The other disciples all nodded and testified.

After listening to Yan Xu's words, Valley Master Qin Donghai's expression darkened: "Jian Zong actually got involved with the Spirit Witch Clan. What do you think of this?"

"Valley Master, this matter is too strange. It is unbelievable that the Sword Sect and the Spirit Witch Clan are involved together! Is there a misunderstanding inside?" The second elder couldn't help but question.

The fourth elder said angrily: "The witnesses and physical evidence are all there, is there any misunderstanding? I tell you, send troops to Jianzong now and ask them to hand over the murderer! I will know if there is any misunderstanding at the first trial!"

"The Moon Shadow Sword and teleportation are exactly the same as the characteristics of the thief that Wei Jianqing saw. And he attacked Yan Xu without any reason. Who else could he be if he wasn't a thief? I also suggest going to the Sword Sect to ask for an explanation!" The sixth elder was equally angry and disappeared. Among the staff are his direct disciples.

Everyone was talking about whether to conquer Jian Zong.

The Great Elder considered for a moment and said: "Yan Xu killed many disciples of Jianzong. If Jianzong is not guilty, he will definitely come to ask for an explanation within two days.

Take a look at it then. If their formation is huge, there is probably a misunderstanding.

If the thunder is loud and the raindrops are light, or even don’t come at all, then there is a huge problem!

Everyone calmed down for two days. After two days when no one from Jian Zong was seen, they invited allies to suppress Jian Zong together! "

Upon hearing this, Valley Master Qin Donghai thought it made sense and nodded: "Then, as the great elder said, everyone will wait for two more days.

Fourth Elder, don't worry yet. Maybe Xiang Yun just got separated. We will inquire about his whereabouts later. "

"Yeah." The fourth elder agreed in a muffled voice.

…

Fengyun clan.

At this moment, there are lights and colors everywhere.

Feng Chenye opened the cliff at the shrine, wrote a passionate poem and was recognized by the literary saint, and his strength jumped to the king level...

Honors that no one would normally dare to think about actually fell on Feng Chenye, which directly shocked the entire family.

The clan leader Feng Jiong even waved his hand and directly gave an extra month's salary to the clan members. For a time, the entire family was filled with a happy atmosphere.

As the protagonist, Feng Chenye was not in the family at the moment. Instead, he went straight to the Moon Temple to find Mengyao to share his joy.

"Mr. Feng, Miss Feng went out on business, so she left a letter for the master." A maid saw Feng Chenye and took out a letter.

Feng Chenye hurriedly opened it and found a jade pendant and a letter inside.

A line of beautiful handwriting comes into view——

"Master Feng, I believe you.

Mengyao was lucky enough to win the favor of the young master. She was frightened and quite happy at the same time.

These days, with the young master accompanying me, I don't feel lonely. The talent of the young master makes people admire and admire him.

However, Mengyao's master has changed, and she needs to go there immediately. In a hurry, she has no time to say goodbye to the young master in person. This jade pendant has the magical effect of calming the mind and nourishing the spirit, so it can be regarded as an apology.

The dangers of this journey are unknown, and even the saints are in danger of death. Mengyao has put life and death outside the ferry. The next time we meet, it may be in the next life.

Young master, don't look for, don't miss, don't wait!"

Mengyao's name is at the end of the signature.

Feng Chenye's brain banged, and he was stunned for a few breaths and asked loudly: "Where did Mengyao go? Where is her master?"

"I am just a servant, I don't know anything about the young lady, and I dare not ask. The young lady just told me to give the letter to the young master, and I can leave on my own! There will be no one in the Moon Temple in the future. "The maid replied.

Feng Chenye was struck by lightning, his eyes were dull, he was stunned for a while, staggered a few steps, and cried helplessly: "Ms. Mengyao, I was recognized by the literary saint in the secret realm, baptized by the literary spirit, and have reached the king level!

I haven't even returned home, I came to you to share the first time, why are you not here?

I still have a few poems to read to you!

I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky, and a pair of branches on the ground!

I wish I was like a star and you are like the moon, shining brightly every night...

Who can I tell if you are not here!

The world is so big, there are so many people, where can I find you? "

Two lines of hot tears flowed down, Feng Chenye knelt on the ground, looked up at the sky and wailed:

"You can go if you want, why don't you tell me where you are going?

Even if it is a sea of ​​fire...

Chenye is not afraid of death! "

It's a pity that the surroundings were quiet, and there was no response except the sound of the wind.