Chapter 671: Destruction
The fourth senior brother led the two of them through the winding mountain path. The journey was surprisingly quiet and nothing unexpected happened.
It was indeed because Yun Qingqing had just used the "Qi Men Dun Jia" so casually that he had to be wary.
Yun Qingqing seemed to be looking around casually, but in fact she had the entire Tianyi Sect in her sight.
Weeds grew on both sides of the mottled stone steps, and several dilapidated temples were hidden among the ancient trees. The wind chimes on the eaves were rusty and could no longer make crisp sounds.
Occasionally, a disciple passed by, but they were all in a hurry, with a look of fatigue on their faces.
None of their cultivation was worthy of my attention.
"Senior..." Feng Yin lowered his voice, hesitating to speak.
Yun Qingqing shook her head slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.
This place is even more dilapidated than she had imagined, and there is no trace of the once powerful top sect.
If it weren't for the fact that she had repaired the mountain protection formation with her own hands, she would never have believed that this was really the place where she had been taught.
"arrive."
Fourth Brother stopped in front of a relatively intact hall and said in a stiff tone:
"Please wait a moment, I'll go get my senior brother."
After he left, Jiang Ping also ran to make tea. Feng Yin couldn't help but whispered:
"This sect is too shabby, isn't it? It doesn't even have a decent restriction..."
Yun Qingqing didn't respond, her eyes fell on the crumbling plaque on the lintel of the hall.
The four characters "Tianyi Main Hall" have faded to the point where they are almost indistinguishable, but the sharp sword intent between the strokes of the pen can still be vaguely discerned.
Yun Qingqing could clearly see the original appearance of the handwriting even with her eyes closed.
It was written by her senior brother Moro himself.
Yun Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes, as if thinking about something.
She thought of Bai Fengdu, the shy girl from the underworld who said that the master who taught her the skills of the underworld was Moro.
The sound of footsteps interrupted her thoughts.
A young man in a green robe walked out quickly, followed by the fourth senior brother.
"I am Lin Xiuzhu, a senior disciple of Tianyi Sect. I didn't know that the distinguished guest from Qixing Palace had arrived. I hope you can forgive me for not welcoming you in person." The man bowed, his attitude polite but neither humble nor arrogant.
Feng Yin, although casual in nature, was always courteous and returned the greeting with a common bow.
Yun Qingqing just nodded slightly and looked at the person in front of her.
This man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with clear features and a calm demeanor in his every move.
Unfortunately, his cultivation level is just at the late stage of Qi training.
In the Seven Stars Palace, this person wouldn't even be ranked among the outer disciples.
If Xiao Changheng faced this person, he wouldn't even need the Xuanyu Sword and armor.
Yun Qingqing felt inexplicably blocked in her heart, and her expression was gloomy.
But she had never treated others with the same courtesy as her peers from the very beginning, which was seen as truly arrogant in the eyes of the people of Tianyi Sect.
Lin Xiuzhu's eyebrows lightened a little, and his tone was not as polite as before. He said in a calm voice:
"I heard that you two insisted on breaking into the gate of our Tianyi Sect, saying that you wanted to see the Sect Master. I wonder what you want?"
Yun Qingqing collected his thoughts, remained silent for a moment, and then said:
"A ghost cultivator has infiltrated your sect."
Her voice was not loud, but it was like a bolt of thunder, and everyone present changed their expressions.
The fourth senior brother took half a step back, his face pale.
Lin Xiuzhu also took a breath and was speechless for a moment.
In fact, Yun Qingqing had already confirmed the matter of ghost cultivators when she entered the mountain gate and walked to the main hall. Just as she had found out in the Valley of Strange Beasts in Changliu Mountain, it was indeed true.
In that case, there's no need to beat around the bush there.
Lin Xiuzhu finally calmed down and said in a cold voice:
"Fellow Daoist, be careful with your words!"
"Although Tianyi Middle School is small, it is also a righteous heritage. Why are you making such an unfounded accusation?"
Yun Qingqing was about to explain the whole story when the fourth senior brother suddenly slammed the table, causing the teacups to clink.
"Although our Tianyi Sect isn't as powerful as the Seven Stars Palace, we do have a well-established heritage. How could we allow a ghost cultivator to infiltrate? Are you guys lying like this? Are you clearly here to bully us?"
"Junior Brother Zhou!" Lin Xiuzhu stopped him in a stern voice.
When he turned to Yun Qingqing, his tone was slightly slower but firm:
"The matter of ghost cultivation is no small matter. We cannot make a conclusion based on a single word from you, fellow Daoist. What evidence do you have for your statement?"
Yun Qingqing lowered her eyes for a moment, raised her hand and made a gesture, a point of white light lit up at her fingertips and pointed at her forehead. In the surprised eyes of everyone, she slowly pulled out strands of white light, which finally gathered into a ball at her fingertips.
"Words are not enough, and it's a bit difficult to explain. This is my memory, you can see for yourself."
Yun Qingqing raised her hand, and the ball of white light unfolded a light curtain in the air.
The memory of her interrogating the ghost cultivator's soul in the Valley of Strange Beasts was displayed in front of everyone exactly as it was.
An extremely shrill howl resounded throughout the hall, making the hairs of everyone present stand on end.
Uh... it's a bit early to cut to the part where she forcibly pulls out the ghost cultivator's soul.
Yun Qingqing looked at the horrified eyes of several people, coughed lightly, raised her hand and gently moved it, and the picture fast-forwarded to the stage of examining the ghost cultivator's memory.
Even Feng Yin saw for the first time how his uncle Cuiying was possessed by a ghost cultivator, tortured to the point of being extremely weak, and gradually completely replaced by Gui Xiu.
His expression became much more serious.
After the incident with Master Cuiying, the screen shows the ghost cultivator receiving a message from his accomplice:
After quickly destroying the ancient barrier, he rushed to Tianyi Sect to join forces and seize the secret treasure.
The picture stopped abruptly.
The scene was dead silent.
Yun Qingqing clearly saw that the moment the message "seize the secret treasure" appeared, Lin Xiuzhu's face immediately changed.
She was thinking about what the secret treasure meant. If Tianyi Sect had such great foundation back then, any item taken out from the warehouse would be considered a secret treasure for a small sect in today's world.
But as she walked along, she looked around with her spiritual eyes and could not see any traces of any magical tools or treasures left here.
There is one place that is...very strange.
She was secretly planning this when Feng Yin broke the silence and snorted coldly at the two stunned people.
"You've seen the evidence, so you can cooperate now, right?"
Lin Xiuzhu's face turned pale and he looked a little lost.
But the fourth senior brother of Tianyi Sect surnamed Zhou suddenly said:
"Evidence? That's not necessarily true!"
Feng Yin glared, feeling that the other party was unreasonable:
"Brother, are your eyes okay? Senior Yun's memory is so clear, and you still say this doesn't count as evidence? Are you really going to lie with your eyes wide open?"
Senior Brother Zhou looked at him coldly:
"It's still unclear who's lying! She pulled out these so-called memories herself, so how can you prove they're real memories? Who knows if she prepared them in advance?"
Feng Yin was almost speechless:
"Open your dog eyes and see, that's the Divine Search Technique! The Divine Search Technique! If you don't understand it, then learn it carefully. Find a random Xuanmen master and see if you can fake the Divine Search Technique!"
The man surnamed Zhou showed no sign of weakness:
"Alright! Then leave this so-called memory here until we can verify it! Before that, please be careful with your words. I'm not going to say anything about my Tianyi Sect without confirmation!"
"What the hell?" Feng Yin said angrily, "How long do you plan to prove it? Are we going to wait here for you forever? I'm a living witness right here, doesn't that prove everything! The Master Cuiying you saw earlier is my uncle! I watched helplessly as the ghost cultivator escaped from his body. If it weren't for Senior Yun's rescue, Uncle Cuiying would have..."
"Wait a minute!" Zhou suddenly shouted, as if he had discovered something. He sneered at him, "Aren't you a disciple of the Seven Stars Hall? But the Cuiying Zhenren in the picture just now is clearly an elder of Changliu Mountain!"
"If what you said is true, then why did you pretend to be from the Seven Star Point?"
Feng Yin really didn't expect that he would suddenly seize on this point to make a fuss, and he didn't react for a moment.
Seeing that he was stuck, the disciple surnamed Zhou snorted coldly and turned to look at Lin Xiuzhu:
"Big Brother, don't you understand? These two people have strange origins and unknown identities. They've even prepared what appears to be irrefutable evidence, but in reality, it doesn't hold up to scrutiny. They're clearly after our Tianyi Sect's secret treasure!"
Lin Xiuzhu had been listening to the quarrel between the two with an uncertain expression, but when he heard the disciple named Zhou mention the secret treasure again, his face finally darkened.
"You two are not welcome here, please go back!"
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