Several lines of words floated in the air, emitting golden light. Lu Ming recalled the records of this ancient font in various ancient books, and could only vaguely distinguish some of the words written on it, which roughly talked about the purpose and function of the purple furnace. It was a pity that he could not recognize all the materials recorded later. He tried hard to search for the memories that were not stored in his brain, but in the end he found nothing.
Lu Ming made up his mind that after leaving the Shuize Secret Realm, he would go to the Kunlai library to look up these ancient characters so that he could find the required materials as soon as possible and make a purple furnace to search for Fushu's whereabouts.
Lu Ming took back his spiritual energy, and the lines of golden ancient characters immediately disappeared. Lu Ming put the jade ring into the ring space and sighed: "This thing is really mysterious. The method of making the purple furnace is actually hidden in the jade ring. You only need to inject spiritual energy to see it."
233 said: "Master, you just need to find out what these ancient characters say, and then you can start making them."
Lu Ming nodded, and without further delay, he came out of the space, ready to kill a few more beasts. He didn't know what the results of the others were, so he could only kill as many as possible.
After Lu Ming exited the space, he walked towards the southeast. He secretly injected his spiritual energy into the small magic weapon, detected Jing Mo's position, then restrained his breath, threw the magic weapon into the space and hid it, and then left in the opposite direction.
Five days had passed. Apart from searching for various precious materials, Lu Ming was constantly killing giant beasts to obtain their cores. It was indeed a bit boring to say. It seemed that he had not been so bored for a long time since he came to this world and became He Qingci.
He often thought of Jing Mo, and every time he thought of him, he felt more guilty. If Jing Mo no longer wanted to talk to him, or if he no longer had any brotherly love towards him, or if he looked at him with contempt in his eyes... he didn't know what to do.
Lu Ming thought about the scene when he saw Jing Mo again, and he felt even more annoyed. He took a deep breath and was about to walk forward, but was suddenly attracted by a voice. He paused and was about to turn around and leave, but he was shocked beyond words by the content of the conversation.
"Uncle-master, the position of the head of the sect should have been yours. How dare Yunluan take your place!" An angry voice suddenly came.
Upon hearing this, the other person snorted coldly and said, "Master is biased and insists that Yunluan is more suitable to inherit the position of the headmaster. If it weren't for this, Yunluan and I would be equally qualified and talented. Moreover, I entered the Kun-Lai sect earlier than him. Otherwise, why would I be inferior to him for so many years and have to bow down to him every day when I see him?"
The man immediately said, "So, Master Yun Che must not delay any longer. When Yun Luan was in seclusion a few days ago, his body suffered considerable damage due to the reverse flow of spiritual energy. Now is the best time to take back the position of the head."
Yun Che hesitated and said, "Don't forget that there is also a Master Fu Chen. His skills are unfathomable. A mere Buddhist cultivator from the human world has the opportunity to step into the world of cultivation and learn the method of cultivating immortals. I think his strength must be amazing, otherwise why would Yun Luan always bring him with him and let him hold an important position in the forbidden palace, in charge of the entire Kun-Lai sect law."
The man smiled coldly, and then said: "Fuchen is a righteous man. Even if he makes a mistake, he will enforce the law impartially and will not be lenient to himself. Instead, he is not a concern. We just need to set a trap for him to fall into, and put the crime of dereliction of duty on his head, and then we will definitely get rid of him. If I say worry, I am more concerned about Yunluan and Fuchen's three direct disciples."
"Disciples?" Yun Che muttered to himself, then sneered, "Are you referring to He Qingci, Jing Mo, and Shen Shuyan? What's there to be afraid of? They are all in the late Jindan stage, and I'm already in the middle Yuanying stage. I'm not to be afraid of them at all."
The man pondered and said, "Uncle Yun Che has great magical power. If you fight hard, those three will definitely not be your opponents. But these three have a high reputation in Kun-Lai and are extremely talented. If you act rashly, unnecessary changes may occur. Shen Shuyan may seem frivolous, but he has a large number of fellow disciples supporting him secretly, and his power should not be underestimated. There are also He Qingci and Jing Mo, both of whom are meticulous and decisive. Especially Jing Mo, not only is he ruthless and decisive, but he also thinks deeply and does things without any loopholes. His style of doing things often reminds me of another person."
Yun Che asked doubtfully, "Who is it?"
The man said in a deep voice: "The last leader of Kun-Lai, the Lord Demon who now controls the entire demon world, is Chen Mu."
Hearing this, Yun Che suddenly remembered that he had just entered the Kun-Lai sect when he was still young many years ago. It was also at that time that the leader Chen Mu defected from the entire Kun-Lai and joined the ranks of the demon cultivators. Yun Che had seen that person from afar, and now thousands of years have passed, but he has never forgotten that person's peerless elegance, and he almost destroyed the entire Kun-Lai while talking and laughing. Fortunately, he was later injured by the previous leader who had become an immortal, so he escaped from Kun-Lai Mountain and returned to the demon world.
Yun Che secretly shuddered, then waved his sleeves and said angrily: "You think too much, don't mention this matter again. Those three don't have to worry too much, just send someone you can trust to keep an eye on them, and notify me if there is anything unusual. If they are discovered, just kill them directly. Remember, within a month, you must do everything you can to contain Fu Chen and swear to take back the position of the head."
The man immediately responded, “Yes!”
Lu Ming was horrified, as if he had heard something extraordinary. Uncle Yun Che was usually kind to others and was very respectful to the head of the sect. He always looked very righteous, but he was so terrible inside that he not only took human lives lightly, but also wanted to harm Master Yun Luan and Master Fu Chen in order to seize the position of the head of the sect. It was really a case of judging a person by his appearance but not his heart.
However, Lu Ming seemed to have never heard the other person's voice. He tried hard to search his memory but found nothing. He didn't know who this mysterious person was and why he instigated Yun Che to seize the position of the head of the sect. Hearing him call Yun Che "Uncle Master", he thought he should be among the fellow disciples.
Lu Ming collected his thoughts and was about to quietly leave the place, but suddenly he heard a roar of anger: "Who?!"
Then, a fierce murderous aura suddenly rushed towards Lu Ming's position. Lu Ming's whole body froze, and his heart turned cold. His body seemed to react faster than his brain, and the vigorous spiritual energy immediately infused into his body, and he rushed forward at the fastest speed.
Yun Che detected a strange breath, although it was weak, he could still sense it. He must have heard their conversation just now by this person. He was shocked and angry, so he used his magic power without thinking to kill the other party, but he still let the other party escape.
Yun Che and the man chased for a while, but still couldn't catch up, so they had to stop. The man reached out and took out a wooden sign and handed it to Yun Che, then said: "This is the waist sign of a first-class disciple. It seems that the person who eavesdropped just now is among the fifty senior disciples."
Yun Che's eyes gradually turned cold, and he looked ahead and said coldly: "I will definitely find this person. After leaving this secret realm, you must gather the senior disciples together as soon as possible to find out who is not carrying the badge."
The man nodded and said, "If we find this person, what should we do with him?"
Yun Che smiled coldly, and then spat out two words: "Kill him."
Lu Ming used his spiritual energy to run wildly all the way, leaving Yun Che far behind. He then used his spiritual sense to search again, then he stopped and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had already shaken off the other party.
Yun Che's words just now really made him feel uneasy. If he exposed Yun Che's true face rashly at this moment, not only would no one be willing to believe it, but it would also alert the enemy. With his current ability, he was no match for him. Moreover, if Yun Che turned the tables on him and accused him of framing his uncle, he would certainly be persecuted for this matter. It would be better to wait and see for the time being and secretly collect evidence that Yun Che was secretly trying to murder Yun Luan and seize the position of the head of the sect. This would be the best strategy.
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The seven-day deadline had expired, and everyone followed the path they came from to leave the secret realm. Yun Luan was afraid that the disciples would get lost in the secret realm, so he distributed a paper crane to guide the disciples. If they got lost, they only needed to take out the paper crane and inject spiritual energy into it, and the paper crane would lead everyone to find the correct direction and return to the main hall smoothly.
Lu Ming took out the paper crane and let it lead him back to the main hall. As soon as he stepped out of the entrance of the Shuize Secret Realm, a heated discussion immediately broke out among the crowd. Many people stared at Lu Ming with admiration in their eyes, which made Lu Ming confused and didn't know what was going on.
However, Lu Ming did not have time to inquire about the reason. He looked around anxiously for Jing Mo's figure, but was disappointed to find that Jing Mo had not come out of the secret realm yet.
Lu Ming waited anxiously for a long time, but Jing Mo still didn't show up. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Did Jing Mo encounter any trouble in the secret realm?
Thinking of this, Lu Ming's face turned ugly, as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart. He hurriedly put on the magic weapon connected to Jing Mo from the space, and probed his spiritual consciousness. He actually sensed that Jing Mo was still in the secret realm at this moment, and he seemed to be experiencing a terrifying fight. The two surging spiritual energies continued to release a strong sense of oppression, which was difficult to ignore. Lu Ming's heart sank, but in the end he could no longer hold back, and stood up to rush into the secret realm.
"Look! It's the white monster!"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise broke out from the crowd. Everyone looked in the direction that person pointed, and suddenly, waves of inhalation sounded from the crowd.
Lu Ming paused and looked into the small mirror. He saw the pale beast several people taller than him, panting heavily and confronting the figure in front of him. The beast raised its front paws and sprang back, clearly ready to fight.
Lu Ming looked at the figure carefully. He saw that the young man was tall and slender, with cold and sharp eyes, a handsome face, and long black hair swaying in the wind. Facing the most terrifying white beast in the Shuize Secret Realm, there was no fear on his face. Instead, his eyes were as dark as the vast night sky, and golden light was circling around him, like a god descending from heaven, staring at the beast in front of him without any intention of retreating.
The hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone held their breath, their hearts in their throats, their eyes fixed on the scene in the mirror.
On the other side of the main hall, Lu Ming's face suddenly turned pale when he saw the other person's face clearly. The fear in his heart surged like an undercurrent, and in an instant it almost took away all his strength and reason.
That person was Jing Mo.
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