Chapter 1191

When Zhang Xiaohua's figure appeared again, she was already in a remote place at the foot of Yaoshan Mountain. Zhang Xiaohua looked back at Yaoshan Mountain in the distance with a smile on her lips. She made another gesture and her figure suddenly floated away, gradually disappearing without a trace.

Meanwhile, Nun Jing Yi of the Incense Cult and Master Longevity of the Dalin Temple exited the Lingxiao Palace. They looked at each other, sighed, and walked along the stairs to the foot of Yaoshan Mountain.

"Go, pick one of the corpses in front and have a look!" Nun Jing Yi ordered and looked at Nun Shu Qing.

Nun Shu Qing also looked unhappy. She looked back at the shining Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion on Yaoshan Mountain and whispered, "Immortal fate, immortal fate, this Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion... It fell into the hands of a kid who's still wet behind the ears!

It's a pity that my Junior Sister Shu Jie's life was so... She died in vain! "

"By the way, Chen Chen, tell me the ins and outs of this Ren Xiaoyao in detail!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Chen Chen seemed to have not recovered from the surprise of seeing Zhang Xiaohua in Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion and was obviously a little absent-minded.

"Let me tell you!" Seeing this, Peacock bowed and said, "Ren Xiaoyao was the first time I saw him in Rejuvenation Valley..."

At this time, there was another burst of thunder on Yaoshan Mountain. Everyone looked up and saw that the stairs extending from Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion on Yaoshan Mountain gradually disappeared step by step. When the stairs had completely disappeared, the huge palace gate on Yaoshan Mountain slowly closed. Then, the endless light on Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion gradually disappeared and the entire Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion gradually turned into an ordinary... palace!

"Sigh, it's really an abnormal momentum, it's really an immortal method, it's really under Ren Xiaoyao's control!" Nun Shu Qing said "as expected" three times in a row, her tone full of... regret and indignation!

"Leader..." An inner disciple hurried over, his face full of panic!

"Don't be hasty. Tell me slowly!" Seeing this, Abbess Jing Yi knew that something was wrong. However, her face remained calm as she spoke in a low voice.

The disciple calmed down, but his face was still full of surprise. He bowed and said, "Sect Leader, I just picked up the corpse of a female disciple from an unknown sect. I found that … this female disciple's body was dry, and there was no blood on her body!"

"Ah?

What's going on? "

Not only Nun Jing Yi, but Peacock, Chen Chen and Shuqing Nun also exclaimed, "Are you sure?"

"That's right. Your disciple has confirmed it. Your disciple … saw a few more male corpses. Although I didn't take off their clothes to examine them, but … just by looking at their faces, they were also … like dried corpses!"

"Let's go …" Nun Jing Yi could no longer keep her composure and quickly walked forward. The disciple also led the way.

At this time, the entire foot of Yaoshan was covered with corpses. Some were bent over, some were lying on their backs, and some were half-lying. Not far from where Nun Jing Yi was standing, a thin female corpse was lying on her back. Beside her, several inner disciples of the Incense Cult surrounded the female corpse in a circle.

When Nun Jing Yi entered the circle, she saw that the woman was dressed in the typical martial arts attire. At this time, her blouse had been cut open, revealing an unusually voluptuous upper body. Her upper body, which was originally full of seduction and even flirtatious, was now abnormally pale and... abnormally shriveled. It was like dried bacon without a trace of moisture. What should have been a smooth and sparkling chest was now tightly compressed. Countless fine wrinkles covered it, like two slightly larger walnuts.

On the woman's chest, there was a small, slender wound. At this time, it was also dried up and shrunk. There was not a drop of blood left!

Nun Jing Yi squatted down and used her hand to touch the woman's skin. Then, she bent down and sniffed the woman's wound. A look of understanding appeared on her face. Then, she raised her head and looked around. Her face was filled with confusion!

Chen Chen also looked curiously, and there was a trace of fear on her face.

Nun Shuqing looked and scanned with her Divine Sense. Then, she sighed and almost shouted "Amitabha".

After a while, Nun Jing Yi was puzzled and asked, "Grand Elder, what do you think?"

"What else can I think?

All the blood in this child's body has been sucked dry and there is no vitality. I have lived for so long, but I have never seen such a thing! "Nun Shuqing sighed.

"Clean up the people... and send the disciples of Wuming Hall to the nearby town. Find a way to hire some villagers and carriages to take away the dead people of the Incense Cult and the corpses around the Incense Cult's residence. Find a beautiful place to bury them!" Nun Jing Yi ordered.

"Yes, I know. I have already arranged for the disciples of Wuming Hall!" Nun Xuezhen, who had been silent all this time, said in a low voice.

"Yes." Nun Jing Yi nodded and said to Nun Shuqing, "Grand Elder, this... is this the abnormality that Ren Xiaoyao mentioned?"

Then, she looked up at the Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion and said, "His Divine Sense... Oh, it should be the power of the Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion!"

"Yes, it is. If not for the help of the Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion, how could his Divine Sense reach here?

However, the power of the Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion is really powerful. Our Mo Xuan Palace is far inferior to it! "Nun Shuqing nodded.

"Leader, Master Chang Sheng of the Dalin Temple invites you!" An inner disciple walked quickly.

"Yes, I know!"

Nun Jing Yi nodded and turned to look at Nun Shuqing. She said, "Grand Elder, Master Chang Sheng must ask about the dried corpses. Are you going too?"

"No, I fell out with the Dalin Temple because of the Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion. I am afraid that I will lose face if I see them again. You are the leader, so you can go. I want to hear the story of Ren Xiaoyao!"

Seeing that Nun Shuqing was not going, Nun Jing Yi took Peacock and went straight to the Dalin Temple's residence.

As for Chen Chen, he was dragged by the crowd to play the role of the storyteller in front of Nun Shuqing!

When Nun Jing Yi arrived at the Dalin Temple's residence, Bai Yanqiu of Between the Clouds and the Water and the leader of the Righteous Alliance, Zhang San, had already arrived. There were also several leaders of large sects.

Seeing Nun Jing Yi come, Master Chang Sheng went straight to the point. "Nun Jing Yi, have you checked the corpses?"

"Yes, we did, but …" As she spoke, Nun Jing Yi looked around at everyone and said in a low voice, "But I've never seen such a strange thing. Neither have my sect's Grand Elder!"

"Alas..." Master Chang Sheng sighed and shook his head. "Master Tiangang and the others have never seen such a strange thing either!"

"Do you still need to say it?"

Bai Yanqiu said curiously, "Ren Xiaoyao of Beidou school has said clearly that this must be a trap set by the Tenryū Sect. The Tenryū Sect is a demonic sect. Who knows what kind of evil weapon they are refining?"

Hearing this, Master Chang Sheng and Nun Jing Yi frowned slightly. Of course, this was the first thing they thought of, but... the Tenryū Sect was established at the same time as the three sects. Although the path of immortals and demons was different, they had shared weal and woe for tens of thousands of years. Everyone knew what kind of tricks each other had, but... the Incense Cult and the Dalin Temple had never heard that the Tenryū Sect had such a bloody... method!

In fact, the most important thing was... Sakra of the Tenryū Sect had set up a trap and was seriously injured by Master Tiangang in the middle of this trap!

"Could it be... the one who was injured... wasn't Sakra???" Both Nun Jing Yi and Master Chang Sheng were stunned. They looked at each other and unconsciously understood.

But... Sakra's cultivation couldn't be impersonated. Then who was the one who impersonated Sakra?

The Tenryū Sect's Sakra alone was enough to give the three sects a headache. If they secretly cultivated a disciple who was comparable to Sakra, then... even if the other seven heavenly kings were all killed, the Tenryū Sect's vitality wouldn't be damaged too much!

"Alliance Master Zhang San... Do you have something to say?"

As soon as Nun Jing Yi arrived, she saw Alliance Master Zhang San, who was usually very active, frowning. His expression was uncertain. She couldn't help but feel surprised and asked.

"I... I don't have anything to say!"

Alliance Master Zhang San was a little nervous and directly said "I". Then, he came to his senses and squeezed out a smile. "I don't have anything to say. You three sects don't even have a clue about this kind of thing, let alone us martial sects. Don't you think so?"

The Sect Leaders of several large martial arts sects next to him echoed his words in horror.

"Then... your expression..." Nun Jing Yi didn't let him go and continued asking.

"If your sect's elders were all killed, and your elite disciples were also … killed … I'm afraid Nun's expression right now would be worse than mine!"

Alliance Master Zhang San said coldly, "My Righteous Alliance has suffered a great calamity. It's a moment of life and death. Am I wrong to be a little sad?

Don't tell me Nun thinks this... blood... has something to do with me? "

"Blood... what?" Nun Jing Yi was stunned and asked curiously, "Alliance Master Zhang San seems to know something!"

"What do I know?"

Alliance Master Zhang San was furious. "If Nun is suspicious, I'll leave now. Come find me when you find evidence. Goodbye..."

"Wait, wait!"

Master Chang Sheng immediately stopped him. "Alliance Master Zhang San, please calm down. This old monk knows that your Righteous Alliance has suffered such a great change. Alliance Master must be … uncomfortable … and Nun Jing Yi is also thinking about the survival of the entire Jianghu. Alliance Master doesn't need to mind if I ask a few more questions!"

"Alliance Master Zhang San, please don't be offended. Didn't my Fragrant Cult advance and retreat together with the Righteous Alliance in the main hall?

It's just a few questions. Don't take it to heart! "Nun Jing Yi said with a smile.

Alliance Master Zhang San snorted coldly and didn't say anything else. He also stopped walking.

The Righteous Alliance was in a miserable state. Of the nine Alliance Masters, one Alliance Master and eight Vice Alliance Masters, only Vice Alliance Master You, who was guarding the Righteous Peak, and Vice Alliance Master Mi, who was basically crippled, were still alive. The other six Vice Alliance Masters were all dead!

The hundreds of disciples who had been brought to the Yaoshan Immortal Abode and had the chance to become Vice Alliance Masters were all killed by Zhang Xiaohua!

Other than thinking about other things, Alliance Master Zhang San was also thinking about how to take away the thousands of disciples from the Misty School. If he knew that these thousands of disciples had become Zhang Xiaohu's private army, who knew how much blood he would vomit!

And these thousands of disciples … to a large extent, they still had to rely on the Fragrant Cult. Therefore, although he had a stern expression just now, once there was a way out, he immediately took it …

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