"My business?"

Chen Luo showed a puzzled expression.

"Ancient God."

The leader of Yuhua Sect lowered his voice and gave a reminder. As a senior immortal official of the Immortal Court, the leader of Yuhua Sect was aware of many of the Immortal Court's movements. This time, after seeing the news about Chen Luo, he immediately felt something was wrong. Taking advantage of the rest day, he ran over in advance to give a tip-off, hoping that Chen Luo could deal with his problems and avoid being found by the Immortal Court.

Now Chen Luo is nominally the supreme elder of their Yuhua Xianmen. If the Xianting finds out about the problem, their Yuhua Xianmen will also be implicated, and in serious cases it may even affect his position in the Xianting.

Ancient God?

Could it be a starling?

After just a slight turn, Chen Luo instantly denied this guess. He brought the bloody bird out from the broken monument of the ancient god. If there was a problem, the Immortal Court should have come to the door long ago, and would not have come here just now.

Seeing that Chen Luo still had no clue, the leader of the Yuhua Sect could only tell him what he knew.

"A few days ago, Immortal Xuanjin took your ID card from me and wanted to investigate the destruction of Ziqi Island. This incident has a huge impact, and the upper-level immortals are paying attention to it."

Purple Air Island?

It was the first time that Chen Luo heard of this place.

The two of them talked for a while, and after confirming that there was no problem with Chen Luo, the leader of Yuhua Sect left in a hurry. Before leaving, he specifically told Chen Luo not to return to Yuhua Sect for the time being to avoid implicating the sect.

"Any news lately?"

After returning to the house, Chen Luo asked the head of the Wu family.

As the family of the Great Immortal Zhuxie, the Wu family also has its own spies in the Immortal Court, and they may know more information than the leader of the Yuhua Sect.

"The spiritual energy of the Candle Sun Sea has dried up, the Immortal Master Chi Qing has been cursed, the Xuanjin Department has been transferred away from the Immortal Court, and the whereabouts of the Great Immortal Qing Niu of the Niu Shou Palace are unknown."

Patriarch Wu checked the news transmitted through the family channel and immediately felt something was wrong. The immortal world is different from the lower world. The life span of the true immortals is long, and their attitude towards people and things is fundamentally different from that of the cultivators in the lower world. In many cases, conflicts are mediated through the immortal court. But recently, there has been an obvious change. The stagnant water of the immortal world has been stirred up by someone.

The two were in the middle of the situation and couldn't see the source.

They could only analyze some trends based on clues, and there was a feeling that a storm was about to come. Both of them were in the True Immortal Realm, and they felt more accurate than ordinary cultivators, but they were not at the level of jumping out of the chessboard. They were like a lone boat in a storm, they could see the waves but could not find the source.

The leader of the Yuhua Sect should have had a similar feeling, which is why he hurried over to meet Chen Luo.

One is to exchange information with him, and the other is to cut off the loopholes around him as much as possible and protect the power in his hands, just like a cultivator before going through the tribulation, doing everything he can to cut off his own cause and effect.

“Can you find the source of the unrest?”

Only by finding the source can we come up with a solution.

“It’s difficult.”

Patriarch Wu sighed.

If the 'River of Rebirth' incident had not occurred, with the power of the Wu family, they should have noticed something was wrong long ago, and there would have been no need for the leader of the Yuhua Sect to come and remind them.

"Has this ever happened before?"

"Nine thousand years ago, it appeared once during a time of chaos and chaos caused by demons and immortals." The head of the Wu family recalled for a moment and told an incident that happened in his memory.

"At that time, many people died in the Immortal Court, and countless immortal cultivators died. Several great immortals in the third realm also died, and it is said that there was also a fallen immortal."

Records of the chaotic times caused by demons and immortals are almost impossible to find in the Immortal Court.

Only an old monster like the head of the Wu family who has lived for a long time can tell a thing or two. But even they know very little about what happened at that time. Everyone can only describe what happened around them, and the information from higher levels is basically supplemented by rumors.

"The most urgent task is to solve the problem of the 'Wangsheng River'. We don't know how long the Zhang family can hold out. Once they can't hold out, the water from the 'Wangsheng River' will spread all over here."

After briefly talking about the rebellion of demons and fairies, the head of the Wu family turned the topic back to his own family.

Although Wu Ling has returned to normal.

But he never woke up from his deep sleep. The most important thing was that Zhang Yunwei appeared again. She stayed in Wu Ling's yard every day, taking care of his food, clothing and daily life. She looked like a normal person. But both of them knew that Zhang Yunwei was not a living person. She was just a puppet of the "Rebirth River", a shadow extended by the superb immortal weapon.

"Is there any news about the Great Immortal Zhuxie?"

Chen Luo asked.

For Chen Luo, the trouble of the "Wangsheng River" is not urgent. The target of this river is the Wu family. If he really encounters a danger that he cannot bear, he can run away at any time. But the Wu family is different. They are married to the Zhang family of the imperial clan. This marriage relationship ties them to the Zhang family and there is no way to avoid it.

"No."

Patriarch Wu gave a bitter smile. He had been trying to contact the Great Immortal Zhuxie for a while, but had not received a reply. In addition, the chaotic situation outside the Immortal Realm made him lose confidence.

"First, strengthen the formation, and then find some immortal talismans to seal off this courtyard."

“It’s the only way.”

Yuhua Immortal Gate and ice field mineral veins.

Deep in the mine, two figures shrouded in mist stood in the middle. In the distance, there were corpses lying in all directions. Not far behind the golden figure, two people were kneeling on the ground, their faces terrified.

These two people were You Guanshi and Cao Ju from Xunmai Sect.

"Is this rat-like sect really related to the source?"

A figure spoke.

"The hexagram shows that it is this side. Even if there is a deviation, it won't be too far. At most, we can kill a few more people and step on all these suspicious ants to death. The final source will naturally emerge."

The golden figure said indifferently.

"Senior, I'm just a miner. I don't know anything."

You Guanshi desperately begged for mercy, he didn't want to die. He had been mining in the fairy world for so long, and finally saved up enough resources to overcome the tribulation, but before he could advance, he encountered such a thing.

Cao Ju next to him also turned pale and was so scared that he couldn't speak.

The two of them had no idea what was going on. They were mining here peacefully when suddenly two vicious men appeared.

After meeting, they didn't say a word and just slaughtered all the miners. If the golden figure hadn't wanted to use them for something, I'm afraid the two of them would have become part of the corpses in the mine pile.

"Noisy!"

The black figure stretched out his right hand impatiently and snapped his fingers.

A black light sank into the center of You Guanshi's brow, and his voice of begging for mercy suddenly stopped. Cao Ju, who was standing beside him, shuddered with fear. He turned his eyes and looked over, and only after he found that You Guanshi was not dead did he feel relieved.

"It's still not right, weird."

The golden figure seemed to be calculating something. This method of "asking for divination" which used to be able to do anything was now like it had encountered something unimaginable, and it was showing a very chaotic state. Sometimes it pointed at the demon fairy, sometimes at the ghost cultivator, and even at the alchemy cultivator and the magic cultivator.

The results obtained from each divination are different.

It seems that the target is not one person, but a group of thousands of people.

"What should we do then?"

The black figure had clearly lost his patience.

The two of them had more than one task on hand. They had originally thought that they could finish the chores in two days. But now it had taken so long that the subsequent tasks could only be postponed. Ordinary tasks were fine, but the most important thing was that they had several tasks assigned by the Immortal Venerable, and these tasks could not be postponed.

"Use a curse."

The golden figure was also getting impatient. He had not expected that the "source" would be so difficult to find this time. In the past, when dealing with such tasks, it would take at most half a day. This time, the two of them crossed several realms, but in the end, they only found a group of mining rats.

Now there are only these two living people left, the aura drawn from their bodies is also very chaotic, and the people they are targeting are constantly changing. This is the first time he has seen such a chaotic fate, and he feels like he has no idea where to start. Since he can't find the source, he can only use another method.

curse!

Although the effect is not as good as killing in person, it is still a solution after all.

"It should have been done long ago. It took so long to make a small contribution."

The black figure walked over and took the breath from the golden figure. He opened his right hand and a gray book appeared in his palm. He raised his right hand, and the golden light gathered into a brush and began to write on the book.

'White Star Year, Hai Month, Three Hours. The epidemic originates from the heart, there is no cure, the disease ends.'

The pen falls and the word is completed.

The ancient god's aura in the golden figure's hand was like a awakened demon insect, and began to wriggle on the book. A breath flew out from the steward and Cao Ju at the same time, transforming into a human figure.

The demon insect sensed the target and immediately pounced on it (End of this chapter)