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Chapter 408 Doubt

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    In the outer courtyard of Mingde Building, the newly appointed sect master, Master Mu Sheng, has gone back and forth several times.

    ?Familiar footsteps sounded from inside the courtyard gate, Mu Sheng took two quick steps, bowed to meet him, "Master"

    Beichen waved his hand, not intending to invite him in at all, "What's the matter? Didn't I tell you about the sect, don't you need to ask me in the future?"

    As the master of a sect, no matter what, you must have the bearing of a master of the sect!

    Now that he has stepped down, he naturally hopes that the successor can take on the heavy responsibility of the head of the Tiandimen.

    Huashan Feiling and the others had just left, and this apprentice was coming to find him, a useless person. To be honest, Bei Chen was really dissatisfied.

    "Master, Uncle Guangyan Feng Shunzheng sent a message from his disciples, asking me to go to Tiantai Peak with you."

    Mu Sheng lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye. How could he come to find his master unless he had to?

    His own master was forced to abdicate. As an apprentice, he was promoted by Uncle Huashan and the others. To be honest, he felt short of breath when facing his master.

    "Shunzheng?"

    Bei Chen frowned. Brother Shunzheng didn't care about the affairs of the sect for many years. Now that Senior Sister Huafan and the others had just left the sect, he came here, perhaps not as simple as reminiscing about the past.

    "Then let's go!"

    His apprentice has no experience at all, since Shunzheng called him by name, he must not be avoided.

    "Master, please!"

    Mu Sheng personally helped Bei Chen onto the seemingly very gorgeous round palace chariot, and headed towards Guangyan Peak at an extremely fast speed.

    The eight peaks outside the gate of heaven and earth, because of the chaos more than a thousand years ago, have long formed an alliance and advance and retreat together to resist the various suppressions of the seven peaks in the middle.

    Among them, because of Guangyan Peak, there is Shunzheng, a cultivator of Huashen, who is the strongest.

    In fact, Mu Sheng has a very headache. This uncle, who has kept his eyes closed and let the disciples at the top of the peak fight for their own welfare, suddenly wants to see him and his master.

    Uncle Chunchao and the others are not here, and my master is in vain to bear the title of God Transformation. In fact, he is no different from a useless person.

    If If there are any excessive demands, I don't know if the master will quarrel with him.

    Mu Sheng sighed in his stomach, can't he find one?

    He will try to make it as convenient as possible without violating the principle.

    Why bother looking for his master?

    "In the Hall of Guangyan!"

    After exploring his consciousness, Beichen found Senior Brother Shunzheng in the Guangyan Hall, and he was relieved when he saw that he didn't act arrogantly and pretended not to see, but got up to greet him instead.

    "Mu Sheng pays homage to Uncle Shunzheng!"

    Shunzheng waved his hands, looked up and down his junior brother's face, and finally gave him a smile, "Beichen, please!"

    Normally, there is only one deacon disciple within ten steps in the Guangyan Hall, but today there is no one in sight. It is obvious that the things to be discussed will not be easy.

    Mu Sheng was beating drums in his heart, but he could only follow behind them.

    "Buzz!"

    All the restraints in the hall buzzed, and they were all opened. Now, not to mention Mu Sheng, even Bei Chen's complexion changed a bit.

    "I'll show you something."

    Shunzheng pretended not to see their surprise, and with a wave of his hand, eighteen coffins of Bailing cloth suddenly appeared in the hall.

    "In four days, in just four days, the Guangyan Foreign Affairs Hall lost thirty-one disciples. If I hadn't discovered something was wrong, these corpses would have been melted away."

    Which son of a bitch, has he made a move towards Guangyan Peak?

    Bei Chen was surprised, and Mu Sheng was equally surprised.

    These days, one of the things he is most busy with is to reconcile the relationship between the inner and outer peaks.

    Logically speaking, it is impossible for him not to know that such a big thing happened.

    He and the master stepped forward to investigate at the same time, and lifted the white cloth on their faces one by one, and blue and black faces appeared in front of them.

    The dead disciples all had strangely distorted faces.

    The more Mu Sheng looked at it, the more he found it strange that these people didn't seem to be killed by human hands.

    Ignoring the colors on their faces, he clearly saw, one by one, that kind of expression that looked like pain and bliss.  Sniffing, he did smell something unusual again.

    "How is this going?"

    Bei Chen asked one step earlier than him, "What were they doing when they died?"

    Shunzheng sighed, what are you doing?

    With a wave of his hand, Bai Ling clothed the coffin, no longer standing upright as before, and went down next to him.

      With just one glance, Mu Sheng could tell that the crotches of these people were all protruding.

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    "Junior Brother Beichen, does this scene feel familiar?"

    Shunzheng's tone was very dignified, "More than 1,400 years ago, all disciples of the Fifteen Peaks of Tiandimen looked like this when they died."

    Bei Chen frowned, "Brother, what do you mean, is there another ghost coming out to do something strange?"

    "Spirits?"

    Shunzheng sneered, and waved his hand to restore Bai Lingbu's coffin to its original state, "Back then, where did you find out? Beichen, you don't really think that those things were all done by that lowly old Liu Jing?"

    Bei Chen looked at the eighteen Bailing cloth coffins, and thought about the case back then.

    The fifteen peaks of Tiandimen, whether it is the inner seven peaks or the outer eight peaks, from Qi refining monks to foundation building monks, almost three people die every day.

    The death conditions of those people, to be honest, are very similar to these eighteen.

    But the old Liu Jing caught back then was born in the back mountain of Huiguang Peak. That thing is limited to its own body, and it is impossible for it to run several peaks in one day.

    "Brother, what exactly do you want to say, just say it!"

    Shun Zheng pointed to the three futons on the ground, "Sit!"

    Mu Sheng's expression became serious, listening to his uncle and master, are there any ghosts in the gate of heaven and earth?

    Normally, if there is any spiritual tree that gives birth to spiritual wisdom, it must be a sign from the sky.

    If there is a thunder robbery, this is the world of monks, how could the sect not find it?

    What's more, if this kind of spirit tree becomes a spirit, it is a big fortune in Tiandimen.

    The soul can be used to refine alchemy, not to mention the body, it is definitely a top-level refining material.

    "In the past two months, nearly a thousand disciples died in the sect. If it was really the work of that old Liu Jing, the younger brother thinks that shehas absorbed so much, will she only have a cultivation base of alchemy?"

    Bei Chen rubbed the center of his brows, almost turned the sect upside down, and really only found Lao Liu.

    Later, when he became the suzerain, he also sent people from the punishment hall to re-examine the masturbation. He has been busy for several years, but there has been no progress.

    "Brother, have you found out what did it?"

    "If I hadn't heard the doorman chatting there today, saying that some people had collectively got the wind and went to their rooms, the old man wouldn't have cared."

    Shunzheng shook his head, "But when I realized something was wrong, when I investigated further, I found that the quick-handed deacon disciple burned thirteen. According to those who handled it, their death conditions were the same as those of these people.  of."

    There are still five of them, which he found from the house by forcefully breaking through the restriction with his spiritual sense, and even one of them is still warm.

    Hateful!  Annoyed!

    He stayed at Guangyan Peak every day, but he never expected that there was something that could sneak in under his nose without anyone noticing performing the technique of nourishing it!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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