The leader was accidentally trapped and injured by Yuan

"Tomorrow when we go to strengthen the barrier, you and Xiao Qingqing will try the magic weapon together. The good ending is that one of them is true, and the bad ending is that neither of them is true."

The next day, Chi An arrived at the destination early, took out the Xiyue flute, and played it gently. The powerful spiritual power flew towards the barrier. Seeing that there was no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not see that a crack had appeared in one place.

The Hanqing Sect members then slowly approached. Linghu Luoxi poked Jiang Yeqing on the shoulder, and Jiang Yeqing frowned and turned back. Linghu Luoxi smiled, "Xiao Qingqing, take out that sword and use it to reinforce the barrier."

Jiang Yeqing silently stepped back a few steps, his expression cold. He spread his hands, and a sword appeared out of thin air. Jiang Yeqing threw the Xian Jing Sword upwards, and the long sword floated in mid-air, and spiritual power poured into the barrier.

"It seems that there is no problem." Linghu Luoxi nodded to himself.

At the moment when the two spiritual powers touched the barrier together, a black magic circle appeared under the feet of the people present. Before they could think, everyone disappeared out of thin air.

The other disciples arrived late. Si Yanqing noticed the mustard seed bag on the ground and squatted down to pick it up. "Has anyone been here before us?"

Yin Yin took it from Si Yanqing and looked at it carefully, "This seems to belong to the senior sister."

"It must have been lost by Senior Sister accidentally. Let's return it to her later!" Qiu Mucan said indifferently.

"Alright, everyone, go and reinforce the barrier."

Xue Nianchao silently walked to the side, only to discover a wounded butterfly fluttering its wings just outside the barrier. Feeling remorseful, Xue Nianchao gently took the butterfly in and used his spiritual power to heal its wings. Once the butterfly had recovered, it spread its wings and flew towards the Tongjian Sect. Xue Nianchao watched the butterfly fly away, a faint smile on his face.

As soon as Linghu Luoxi opened his eyes, he found the space was small and pitch black. He reached out and felt around the small and damp wooden box. Linghu Luoxi's pupils trembled and he suddenly retracted his hand.

"Where is this? Why is it so dark?"

When these words came out, Linghu Luoxi's heart trembled. This sentence came from outside, and Linghu Luoxi became more certain of his position.

Outside, Shangguan Yi conjured a fireball, and with the dim light, he could see a little more clearly. Shangguan Yi screamed wildly, and the coffins neatly arranged on the ground formed a formation.

"'Yi', I'm here." Linghu Luoxi slapped the sky above and shouted.

Shangguan Yi couldn't help trembling when he saw that he was alone. He covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound. He felt helpless: No, I must find them.

Shangguan Yi looked around, found one that was relatively close to him, and gently pushed it open. The monster in the coffin was headless, with long nails, its body was pitch black, and it exuded a foul stench. It suddenly pounced on him.

"ah--"

Shangguan Yi screamed unconsciously, quickly covering his eyes with his hands, and then collapsed to the ground, his voice choked with sobs, "It's so scary, I don't dare to open it anymore."

Several people's voices were heard again. Linghu Luoxi kept encouraging Shangguan Yi, but Shangguan Yi still refused to answer with tears. Linghu Luoxi almost cursed, but said helplessly, "How about this, I will chat with you. You drive while I accompany you."

"So what exactly is this place?" Chi An tried hard to push away the things above him.

"Why are we here?"

After a few people chatted with each other, the atmosphere finally calmed down. Shangguan Yi stood up again, chose a coffin as the center point, and began knocking on each one from the outer circle to the inner circle.

"To be honest, this is the first time I have this feeling. Why am I a little excited?" Linghu Luoxi rubbed his hands and said.

Chi An and the other two spoke in a cold tone, saying in unison: "Shut up."

"How can this be? What if he can't find me? Just lying here and chatting is a bit weird."

Shangguan Yi looked at the coffin and asked, "Is anyone here?"

Chi An heard the noise outside and responded lightly. Shangguan Yi used his spiritual power to push it away. Chi An came out calmly, dusted himself off, and said, "Okay, let's look for it together."

The two of them had a clear division of labor, and soon they found Jiang Yeqing. The three of them finally found Linghu Luoxi in the inner circle. Chi An and the other man reached out their hands at the same time, and Linghu Luoxi grabbed them tightly, and was then pulled out.

At this moment, Shangguan Yi's fireball suddenly went out. No matter how it changed, it would eventually go out in the next second. Surrounded by darkness, Shangguan Yi suddenly had an idea and shouted, "Turn on my light bulb!"

As soon as the words fell, a faint golden light emanated from the side. Linghu Luoxi's veins bulged, and his bones creaked as he squeezed them. He smiled and said, "You really think I'm a light bulb, don't you?"

Shangguan Yi approached with a smile, and at that moment, the coffins around him moved. The next second, they all opened, and monsters crawled out from them.

Jiang Yeqing drew his Wu Jue Sword and slashed at any monster that approached. Several people drew their weapons, leaving Linghu Luoxi standing there as a third wheel.

"If only Xiao Yuanyuan were here..." Shangguan Yi said aggrievedly.

In Shangguan Yi's courtyard, Shen Yuanming was carrying lotus root soup and preparing to go find Shangguan Yi. The crimson butterfly fluttered silently over and gently landed on his back. A flash of red light flashed from its wings.

At that moment, Shen Yuanming's hand holding the bowl paused imperceptibly, and his pupils flashed the same color. The next second, they disappeared again, and the butterfly behind him suddenly caught fire and turned to ashes.

Shen Yuanming's eyes darkened, and he looked up at the sky with a half-smile. "They're getting bolder and bolder. They think they can control me with just these little tricks?"

Shen Yuanming opened the wooden door and gently placed the lotus root soup on the table. He looked around and went out when he saw no one was around. However, he did not notice that a trace of demonic energy was floating away from the butterfly that turned into ashes.

The devil came to the dungeon. Su Yao heard the sound and looked back. The devil turned back to Yi Xiaoxiao. Su Yao chuckled, "You are finally here?"

Yi Xiaoxiao handed a magic weapon to Su Yao, "You can't come out yet. Our plan is about to be implemented, and we need you to support us in the sect. We are going to attack the sect, so remember to use the magic weapon to destroy the barrier."

"What about you? They are not vegetarians." Su Yao raised her eyebrows.

"I have my own way of making them quarrel among themselves."

He finished his short story, then transformed into a bird and flew towards his mentor. At that moment, Qin Ling was concentrating on strengthening his spiritual power at a weak point in the barrier, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He was completely unaware of the slight change in the aura behind him.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he turned around abruptly. He saw "Shen Yuanming" standing behind him, dressed in black clothes, with dark hair, and a familiar expression.

"Where's that kid Shangguan Yi?"

Before he finished speaking, a short sword with a strange blue light appeared in the hand of "Shen Yuanming", and it stabbed straight into Qin Ling's Dantian Qi Sea with lightning speed.

Qin Ling's body shook violently, his pupils suddenly constricted, he looked down at the sword that had penetrated his body in disbelief, then raised his eyes to look at the familiar yet now extremely unfamiliar face.

"you……?!"

At that moment, several figures rushed over. They were the other disciples who had rushed over after hearing the news. Everyone happened to see the scene of "Shen Yuanming" drawing his sword and Qin Ling stumbling to the ground.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Shen Yuanming waved his hand and disappeared. Yun Xue and the others gathered around him, "Qin Ling!"

"metropolitan!"

The two magical instruments flashed slightly, and Linghu Luoxi and the other three finally returned. Jiang Yeqing looked at Qin Ling bleeding, his pupils shrinking slightly, "Sect Master!" He rushed over to check.

Shangguan Yi was still stunned, unable to recover from the chaos before him. At this moment, Meng Fu drew his sword and pointed it at Shangguan Yi, the sword energy causing his bangs to fly.

"You ordered this, didn't you?" Meng Fu's voice was cold, his eyes full of scrutiny and anger.

Shangguan Yi was left even more bewildered by this sudden accusation, and subconsciously took a step back: "What? What did I order? What exactly happened?"

Seeing this, Su Mianmian stepped forward and explained, "When we rushed over just now, we saw with our own eyes that your servant injured the leader of the Tongjian Sect."

"Absolutely impossible!" Shangguan Yi blurted out in a firm tone.

"Do you think all of us are blind?"

Linghu Luoxi stood in front of him and said, "I believe him. This may be a carefully planned plan. Let's put it this way. Give him some time to find the truth."

After this was said, some of the disciples tried to persuade him, but some also objected.

"Yes, Sect Master, what if this is the demon clan's plan? We can't be fooled by them so easily."

"Everyone saw it. How could they still frame us right in front of us?"

"I believe in Junior Sister!"

"Then why do they have to pretend to be a servant to assassinate, instead of pretending to be a direct disciple or a clan leader?"

“…”

Fan You and the others were annoyed by the noise and shouted, "Enough, wait until Qin Ling wakes up! Shangguan Yi, no matter what, you are his master, you should give an explanation."

Shangguan Yi nodded, and Yunxue and the others helped Qin Ling leave. Linghu Luoxi patted Shangguan Yi's shoulder comfortingly, "Okay, now let's go talk to your people."

"Where to find it?" Chi An asked the key question.

Linghu Luoxi stroked his chin in thought, and Shangguan Yi said calmly, "Richen Pavilion."

Linghu Luoxi's eyes lit up as he stepped onto the Luehen Sword and urged them on. The three of them flew over to the Richen Pavilion. The main seat behind the gauze curtain was empty, with only Yan still standing beside it.

Shangguan Yi stepped forward and said, "I'm here to see the Pavilion Master. Is he here?"

Yan replied calmly, "Not here." Linghu Luoxi felt that this matter was even more suspicious. "This is problematic. What happened to your family's person? Why would he hurt the sect leader for no reason?" Turning to look at Yan, "Can you tell us where your Pavilion Master is?"

"Sorry, the Pavilion Master is not here, so you cannot disclose the information privately." Yan replied coldly.

Linghu Luoxi was speechless and nudged Shangguan Yi with his elbow. Shangguan Yi immediately understood and asked, "Can you tell me where your Pavilion Master is?"

"We usually don't ask about the Pavilion Master's whereabouts, nor do we dare to ask, so no one knows."

Linghu Luoxi fell into deep thought and said, "Can you give us some information about the demonic energy of the demonic race? I can give you 1 million spirit stones."

"Sorry, the Pavilion Master is not here, so we cannot make transactions privately."

“…”

Chi An and the other man looked at Shangguan Yi again, their eyes almost rolling up their sleeves. Shangguan Yi smiled awkwardly, "Excuse me, could you please show us some information about the demon clan's magic weapons?"