In the early morning of the second day of the Dengwen Conference, a major event occurred:

Lu Zhiwei died, and was killed by someone who dug out his golden elixir.

Last night, Lu Zhiwei stayed in the inn of the Medicine King Valley sect. Because of Yun Meng's warning in the afternoon, he did not call friends or attract other people, but slept alone in the room. It was a normal night, but he died suddenly. Lu Yizhou was furious and ordered the Immortal Alliance to give him an explanation as soon as possible. The Immortal Alliance interrogated him from early morning to dawn but did not find any enemies of this young master Lu.

The only person who can be said to have a grudge against him, besides Yunmeng, is Yaoyue.

——Many people knew about her causing a scene on the Yaowang Valley’s pleasure boat yesterday. Although it was a dispute between Yunmeng and her, it happened on the Yaowang Valley’s pleasure boat after all.

Yun Meng had the disciples of Miao Yin Sect as witnesses, and she had the support of Quan Xing and Demon Realm. The Immortal Alliance dared not offend anyone, so they could only "invite" them to the mortuary. After the routine inquiries, Yun Meng left directly, not even bothering to look at her husband's body; Yao Yue had already promised Jiang Mi that she would go to watch his competition in the afternoon, so she didn't want to stay for long, but Xing Yuan asked her to look at the body with a complicated expression.

In the pale gray ice sarcophagus, Lu Zhiwei's body looked peaceful, with no signs of poisoning, and no external injuries except for his dantian. He looked no different from sleeping peacefully.

"The murder weapon should be Lu Zhiwei's own dagger. The wound is very special."

——One side of the Medicine King Valley disciple’s dagger was serrated, and blood and flesh were flying around the wound.

Yao Yue stood beside the sarcophagus and examined it for a while, then suddenly looked up and asked, "What weapon did the evil cultivator use to commit the crime?"

"He uses everything. The Immortal Alliance had always believed that this person was proficient in all kinds of weapons, but the weapon used to dig out the golden elixir basically matches the weapon used by the victim. So I suspected from the beginning that the murderer was a master of illusion. To be honest, I have never mentioned this matter to the Immortal Alliance..."

A strange expression suddenly appeared on Xingyuan's face, as if he was reluctant to speak because of something he was worried about.

"——Because Xingji Pavilion is the only one in the world that is good at illusion." Yao Yue looked at him, a hint of disappointment flashing across her eyes, "Isn't it just nurturing a tumor if the leader protects his shortcomings like this?"

Six hundred years ago, the Xingji Pavilion was deeply divided, with one group advocating "seeking the gods" and the other advocating "asking ghosts". In the competition for the leader of the Pavilion, Xing Yuan of the Seeking Gods faction came to power, and from then on, the classics related to the way of ghosts were listed as forbidden techniques by the Xingji Pavilion. The techniques of the Seeking Gods faction are mainly for salvation, and even illusions are only for "trapping" rather than "killing". The Asking Ghosts faction is much more radical, with both the blood ghost technique that drives the evil ghosts and the puppet technique that controls the living. Most of the people who have fallen into the devil in the Xingji Pavilion have come from this faction.

"Yao Yue is wrong. I have already checked the sect many times. The ghost arts have been sealed by me for hundreds of years. There is no way for the disciples of Xingji Pavilion to practice it." Xing Yuan's expression was slightly serious, and his fingers holding the Thousand Machine Fan tightened. "Besides, the one who was best at illusion three hundred years ago-"

"It's Lingxiao Sect."

The Lingxiao Sect started out as a magic cultivator, but they have reached the pinnacle of illusion. The Ling family has close contacts with the fox tribe of the Shiwan Mountains, and refined the fox tribe's illusion into the sect's unique skill "Mirror Flower Water Moon". After that, he killed people everywhere in Yongning Prefecture and was naturally promoted to the immortal official of Yongning Prefecture. In terms of illusion, "Mirror Flower Water Moon" is better than the Six Desire Heavenly Art because of its small range. It is easy to control a person to dig for the golden elixir with "Mirror Flower Water Moon".

Xing Yuan looked at her quietly, his voice was sharp and different from his usual gentle tone:

"Three hundred years ago, did the Lingxiao Sect have any fish that slipped through the net?"

Yao Yue's pupils shrank.

"……have."

——Ling Wujie.

***

The second morning of the Dengwen Conference was originally a calligraphy competition, but it was postponed to the evening by the Immortal Alliance because of a murder. She spent the whole afternoon cooperating with the Immortal Alliance to investigate Ling Wujie's whereabouts, and was unable to go to Chengtianyuan Mountain. A male peacock who failed to spread his feathers again was full of anger, but she had promised Nan Shuangshuang that she would go to the calligraphy competition in the evening no matter what.

——One of the people from Yunmozhou who participated in the competition this year was named Zhang Jingshu. She was the daughter of Zhang Chi and Nan Shuangshuang, and was also a well-known talented woman.

The golden autumn moon shines on the mountains, the wind blows over the lake, the microwaves ripple gently, and the water vapor is mixed with the sweet and fragrant aroma of osmanthus. At this moment, the lights at the foot of Tianyuan Mountain are brilliant, the sound of clinking glasses and stringed instruments is endless, and the stars are reflected in the lake light, sparkling with the ripples.

There are more spectators tonight than on the first day. The most important reason is that the proprietress of Zuixianlou and the newly crowned most beautiful woman in the world, Miss Mingyue, is coming.

The moon is the most fascinating and elusive thing in history. If a woman dares to be called Mingyue, she must be either extremely vulgar or extremely beautiful. This Mingyue girl is naturally the latter, and she is both beautiful and talented.

When Yao Yue arrived, all the disciples of Quan Xing were waiting for her by the lake. Several helmsmen, except Qin Qianxue who didn't like the crowd, were there. Li Yun was the most excited. When he saw her, he opened his arms and rushed over to her:

"Master! I miss you so much——"

The word "Ah" changed its tone in a gust of wind and became a cry of pain. Li Yun didn't even touch the corner of her clothes before he was thrown out.

"——Just talk, don't touch me." The Demon King walked out from behind her, then interlocked his fingers with her under the girl's reproachful gaze, and said in a light voice, "It's okay, this dog has thick skin and thick flesh."

Jiang Mi's facial features were sharp and sharp, and he was still wearing the long gown with arrow sleeves that he had worn in the afternoon when he participated in the horseback archery competition. A ruby ​​hair crown tied up his long hair that looked like splashed ink, and a black band with rubies on his forehead. His brown eyes slightly neutralized the sharpness of his facial features, leaving only a breathtaking beauty.

God knows how angry someone was when he spent a long time getting dressed in the afternoon and finally found out that his sweetheart didn't show up. Now he took out his anger on Li Yun, and his expression finally improved.

But before he could relax for long, another annoying person came up to him.