Life is a dream (6)
She was standing at the door, hesitating whether to go in, when suddenly, the door of the mansion opened and a series of servants and maids came out one after another.
A beautiful woman, covered in gold and silver, walked lightly, holding the maid's hand and saying, "The Spring Festival Banquet will be held in a few days. Keep an eye on him and don't let him come out and ruin everyone's fun. The day calculated by the immortals is approaching, so don't let anything go wrong."
She looked exactly like the woman who saved her a few months ago. Just as she was wondering, the woman discovered her.
At that time, there were always some independent cultivators in the world who possessed supernatural powers but refused to join a sect, and instead wandered around. The woman saw Li Zhaoyue's extraordinary aura and recognized her as an independent cultivator. She rolled her eyes and walked towards her with a smile on her face.
Before Li Zhaoyue could react, the woman held his arm affectionately.
"Master, you must have seen the notice on the street and came to answer the call. I see that you have an extraordinary aura and must have great powers. But it's an inopportune time for you to come today because the master is out. But I can take you in first. Don't mind my humble home. You can stay for a few more days." The woman said as she enthusiastically pulled her into the house.
A notice? She didn't understand the situation, but she still followed the woman inside in a daze. Upon entering the mansion and taking in its layout, Li Zhaoyue sensed a familiar feeling. It was similar to the mansion she had dreamed of a while ago.
But this is a memory, and even if she feels it is wrong and wants to leave, she cannot change what has already happened.
She followed the woman into the wing room and stayed there.
Then, something strange happened: the jade pendant in her hand, which had been silent for a long time, began to glow again. She was sensitive to spiritual power, so she quietly went out and began to explore the mansion.
The spiritual power that caused the jade pendant to glow was interrupted in the corridor on the east side of the mansion. Li Zhaoyue walked into the corridor and searched room by room.
"Look, look, someone else died. They were just carried out of the young master's room." In the distance, several people dressed as servants came over carrying things, talking as they walked.
Li Zhaoyue hid behind the door and listened carefully.
"This is the number of people who have died this month. In my opinion, the young master is not possessed by evil spirits, it's just..." Before the man could finish his words, his mouth was covered.
"You dare to say that? You're asking for death!" the man scolded, and then it became quiet outside.
As the footsteps faded away, Li Zhaoyue stood up straight and prepared to open the door.
There was a sudden chill behind me.
"Is he alive?"
The voice was grainy and hoarse, and then Li Zhaoyue heard the sound of something falling to the ground, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.
"I'm so hungry."
*
Yiziyuan and Mingguang Hall
Xie Feng and Feng Ran heard the movement in the hall, but they were still a step too late. Only the unconscious Xu Xing and Wang Kun were left in the hall. He Shuyu and Li Zhaoyue were gone.
Xie Feng drew out the Meteor Sword, closed his eyes and sensed Li Zhaoyue's breath, trying to find her trace, but this was just like the breath of those missing disciples, blocked by an extremely powerful force.
No matter how much spiritual energy he expended, he could not find any trace of her.
Seeing that he was in an unstable state of mind and his behavior became impatient, Feng Ran sighed, patted his shoulder and said: "It has happened. The only way is to wake up the two people who fainted. In addition,"
He stretched out his hand and sensed the remaining spiritual energy in the air. Finding that the formation was not damaged, his face darkened.
"There are restrictions in Mingguang Hall, set by Zhu Ming herself. Unless the enemy's strength is greater than hers, they will never take the two disciples away before the barrier is broken. So," Feng Ran paused, looking at Xie Feng with some embarrassment, "the worst case scenario is that the enemy's strength is far greater than Zhu Ming's, and the best case scenario is that the two are evenly matched."
The legend of the ghost clan has resurfaced, and many disasters caused by spirits have occurred in various places. This is definitely not an ordinary conspiracy and may be related to the future fate of the floating island.
Feng Ran immediately sent letters to all the immortal cultivation organizations on the Floating Island, explaining the situation one by one, and then handed the task of finding the whereabouts of Li Zhaoyue and He Shuyu to Xie Feng, then hurried out the door and ran towards Qingfengyuan.
Xie Feng called the students from the medical school and settled the two people who had fainted. Then he began to arrange and improve the barrier of Yiziyuan and issued a ban.
"From today onwards, all classes in all academies are suspended. All disciples will have their badges enchanted with location spells. Please do not go out unless necessary."
This ban caused a huge uproar among the disciples of Yiziyuan. For a time, people were in panic and rumors were everywhere. But perhaps the ban on preventing disciples from running around was effective. Within three days, no missing cases occurred again.
Mingguang Hall
Su Zi, the person in charge of the Golden Immortal Platform, glanced at the leaders of other sects. Among them were Ye Luan, the leader of Yiqiguan, one of the four organizations famous for puppetry, and Huashangguan, the leader of Luoxuechi, one of the four organizations famous for sealing books.
The only one left was Feng Ran, the dean of Yiziyuan.
"What do the leaders think?" Su Zi asked.
"I think we should hold back for now and wait for Elder Zhu to come back before discussing it." Ye Luan shook the silk thread hanging from his fingertips and said slowly.
"I tried to use the sealed book to search for the scent, but to no avail." Hua Shangguan closed the blood-red-covered book in his hand and shook his head as he spoke.
Hearing this, Feng Ran said with difficulty, "Elder Zhu is going there to investigate the condition of the eldest young master of the Lou family and to reinforce the seal of the Lou family. I'm afraid he won't be able to return in time."
"Seal? Hasn't this thing never had any problems?" Ye Luan asked with a frown.
Feng Ran told everyone about Li Zhaoyue's previous experience in danger in the mortal world and how he found out that the barrier was loose. Everyone looked solemn.
"It's a pity that there are no clues now." Su Zi sighed.
Just then, a commotion was heard outside the Mingguang Hall, and someone rushed in. It was Xu Xing, his eyes dark blue. He looked tired as he looked at the four people in the hall and whispered, "I found Li Zhaoyue."
Soon after waking from his coma, Xu Xing learned of Li Zhaoyue's disappearance. In the Minguang Hall where the disappearance occurred, there was no trace of outside presence, as if Li Zhaoyue and He Shuyu had left on their own.
Everyone's focus is on the identity of the person behind the scenes, but they ignore how they disappeared.
Objects have spirits. Since the spiritual disaster began, turbid air has been spreading between heaven and earth. While affecting people who practice Taoism, it also affects those natural objects. After being polluted by the turbid air, these objects will have many special abilities, one of which is to create space.
As long as someone with a will can modify it, they can hide people in the space without anyone noticing, and then connect the spaces to teleport people thousands of miles away.
Xu Xing's words were so shocking that everyone was skeptical.
"You all have lived on the floating island for a long time and have never been to the netherworld. I once accidentally fell into the netherworld, where such strange things are everywhere." Xu Xing said with a tired look and an unstable breath.
"The underworld? That's not a place ordinary people can get out of." Hua Shangguan looked at him coldly and said.
"How can I believe your one-sided statement?" Ye Luan sneered, "To be able to cause such a large-scale disappearance, I don't believe there is no traitor inside the Floating Island.
Xu Xing observed the expressions of the people around him and took a breath uncomfortably: "What I said is true."
Feng Ran walked up to Xu Xing and said softly, "We believe you, but can you tell us how you came up from the underworld?"
Feng Ran looked gentle and elegant, and treated him kindly under the pressure of everyone. Xu Xing couldn't help but feel relieved, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed.
"I wonder if the leaders still remember the great chaos ten years ago."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed. A layer of hidden pain appeared on Su Zi's cold face. Her sister lost her life in that chaos.
The disaster that happened ten years ago once shook the situation of the entire floating island.
"I don't know why you bring this up now. Are you going to say that you are a survivor from that year?" Ye Luan mocked.
Unexpectedly, Xu Xing nodded slowly, and his loud voice echoed in the hall.
"Ten years ago, Wei Zhegu, the first disciple of Yiziyuan, secretly practiced forbidden techniques and killed countless innocent children, myself among them. As the elders know, when Wei Zhegu defected from the Immortal Sect, he threw all the captured children into the lower realms."
Xu Xing's eyes were cold, hatred swirling in them, and he continued, "I was the only one who survived among the children he threw down."
After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and rolled up his sleeves. On his forearm was a blue tattoo of a lotus.
There was an uproar in the hall. Su Zi strode forward, tightly grasped his hand, and said in a trembling voice, "It's this mark. I can't be wrong. The children who were captured back then all had this mark on their hands. This child is not lying."
Ye Luan was still a little skeptical and asked, "So what's your guess?"
Being able to stir up such a large-scale riot on the floating island without leaving any trace, and being as powerful as Zhu Ming, the answer is very clear.
"All of this started with a disappearance case. Elder Zhu Ming killed Wei Zhegu with a single sword strike, but his body has never been found."
"He possesses profound skills and colluded with spirit beings, nearly destroying the Floating Island," Feng Ran whispered. He and the Wei Zhegu, as Xu Xing mentioned them, were once close friends from the same sect. They had always been inseparable, chatting and laughing, but now they had embarked on two completely different paths.
"His physique is different from that of ordinary people. He can move freely in the lower realm. Back then, Elder Zhu knocked him off the floating island with a sword, and he has disappeared since then. There has been no trouble on the floating island in recent years, and everyone has kept silent about this matter. Now that you mention it, it is really possible that he has returned." Ye Luan said thoughtfully.
"That ghost tribe..." Hua Shangguan hesitated.
"It may be true, or it may be a rumor. It depends on how the elders judge it." Xu Xingdao said.
Feng Ran strode forward, lowered his lifted sleeves, and said softly, "You've suffered so much over the years. He's a disciple from Yiziyuan. Since he hurt you, we should compensate you."
Su Zi looked at Xu Xing with a hint of pity. But Xu Xing just shook his head and said, "I've been searching for Wei Zhegu for years, and today I finally got some clues. I only want to kill my enemy. As for the rest, it's all my own."
"You..." Ye Luan, who had been a little aggressive just now, also felt a little sorry for the child in front of him.
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