Leigong Peak, meeting hall.

"Grand Elder, there might be an undercover agent from the Demon Cult in the sect!"

"Oh? There's such a good thing? Tell me about it!"

“…”

Looking at Chao Wendao with shining eyes, the second elder Ding Mingcang was speechless.

That's true.

On weekdays, the Great Elder has nothing to do but drink tea and play chess. If such a bold demon sect really appears, he will have new fun to find.

"The sect's disciples' attendance rate has dropped significantly recently, and the atmosphere of cultivation has become sluggish."

"After a thorough investigation, the law enforcement team discovered that the disciples were all obsessed with a trial in an illusion, and therefore neglected their cultivation."

"This illusion trial has the property of corroding the cultivator's mind. I suspect it's the work of the demonic sect."

Ding Mingcang took out a mini illusion tower and a illusion crystal.

This was seized from his disciples by his personal team yesterday.

At that time, two inner disciples were fighting in the dormitory. They were having a lot of fun slamming spittoons on each other's heads and were caught on the spot by Ding Mingcang.

Chao Wendao waved his hand, and the illusion crystal slowly flew into his palm.

After scanning with his spiritual sense, Chao Wendao raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this... Fu?"

"That's right, the disciples are all looking for the replica. It is said that it is in the illusionary cultivation field of the Refining Pavilion."

Chao Wendao narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard with interest.

The replica is just a simple copy, it does not contain all the techniques of the original, and the information that can be obtained is very little.

But just a few fragmented techniques made Chao Wendao feel fresh.

It seems no one has ever done this before.

"Since this is a matter of the Equipment Refining Pavilion, then let Elder Nangong handle it."

"Great Elder, have you forgotten? Elder Nangong is out traveling."

"So... then you can just enforce discipline, and I'll handle this matter on your own."

Chao Wendao suddenly remembered that his classes were not full a few days ago, and nodded.

After Chao Wendao left with the illusion tower and the crystal.

Ding Mingcang called his deacon.

"Have you investigated the source of the Illusion Crystal?"

"After investigation, it was discovered that all of them were sold by a disciple named Lu Ze from the Weapon Refining Pavilion."

"Hmph, such a huge deal was handled by just one disciple? Investigate this thoroughly!"

Ding Mingcang's face was gloomy.

The sect's financial power is in his hands.

It is one thing for the disciples to be obsessed with "Escape from the Demon Sect",

A large number of spirit stones flowing into other people's pockets is another matter.

Disciples exchanged magic weapons with each other, no matter how valuable they were, it had nothing to do with him.

However, this large-scale sales business is entirely done by the sects.

Now it is monopolized by others?

He must punish this man severely.

"Have you found out who created this illusion?"

"There is no record in the library. I am sending someone to ask the disciples of the Weapon Refining Pavilion."

"You must bring them here tomorrow at the latest!"

"yes."

…

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Wenjian Peak and Juexiang Cliff.

It is said that in ancient times, Lingxiao Sect was besieged by the demonic sect.

At that time, the elder of Wenjian Peak came here to fight, and with one sword he cut through all the methods, leaving behind a cliff.

Afterwards, countless monks came here to admire and gain enlightenment from this crack.

Now it has become a holy place of Lingxiao Sect.

"Brother Zhong asked me to come here, why?"

Mu Ya drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and smacked his lips.

In the world of immortal cultivation, cultivators are mostly judged by their handsomeness and have slender figures.

Even cultivators who specialize in body training will deliberately control the appearance of their bodies.

Mu Ya was acting out of character, looking very burly.

The Taoist robe of a true disciple was tightly bound by his muscles, and his bronze skin was visible to the naked eye.

"Junior Brother Mu, have you heard recently that there's a new illusionary trial that's become extremely popular within the sect?"

Opposite Mu Ya, a handsome monk with long hair said.