In a secluded room in the market town.
In the dim light, Xuan Ji was lying on the bed.
The blood-colored Buddhist beads that were originally worn on his hand, for some unknown reason, suddenly emitted a powerful restrictive force an hour ago, locking him in place and making him unable to move.
Xuan Ji's breathing was rapid and disordered, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was trying hard to break free from the restraint of the Buddhist beads.
As time passed, the blood light on the Buddhist beads gradually faded.
Finally, with a "snap", the Buddhist beads broke and rolled all over the floor.
Xuan Ji took a deep breath, collected the scattered Buddhist beads, pushed the door open, and hurried to the trade fair.
As soon as I walked out of the room, I heard bursts of exclamations and discussions.
Xuan Ji suppressed his inner uneasiness, carefully distinguished the sounds, and soon caught the content he least wanted to hear.
"Have you heard? The elders of the Jinyun Sect and the Tianlei Sect went on a killing spree at the exchange meeting held by the Blood Dao Saint, slaughtering thousands of people!"
"Yeah, I don't know what happened, but they suddenly started fighting. The usually high-ranking Foundation Establishment cultivators were crushed to death like grass!"
"It's horrible! This isn't an exchange meeting at all; it's a massacre!"
Xuan Ji's face turned pale instantly, and his blood seemed to have solidified.
He clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug deep into his flesh.
I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.
The most important thing now is to find Meng Wan. He must find her as soon as possible and find out what she is doing.
Just then, a voice sounded behind him.
"Xuan Ji?"
Xuan Ji turned around suddenly and saw Qing Yu and Li Potian standing behind him.
Seeing Xuan Ji alone, both of them seemed a little surprised.
"Xuan Ji, where are you going? Why don't you see Junior Sister Meng?"
Qingyu asked first, with a hint of concern in his tone.
Li Potian also asked, "Yeah, where's Meng Wan? We heard something went wrong at the exchange meeting. What exactly happened?"
Xuan Ji shook his head, ignored the two of them, and turned to walk towards the depths of the market.
"Xuan Ji! Wait a minute!"
Li Potian felt unhappy when he saw Xuan Ji ignoring them, and quickly chased after him.
Qingyu followed closely behind. He always felt that something big had happened.
Xuan Ji quickly shuttled through the market town, scanning the crowd around him, trying to find Meng Wan.
However, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any trace of Meng Wan.
She left.
She didn't trust herself, so she abandoned herself and acted alone.
This thought made Xuan Ji a little stunned.
He couldn't help but stand there in a daze, wondering what he would do if he knew Meng Wan's plan in advance?
Should I stop her or help her become stronger?
A trace of confusion flashed across Xuan Ji's eyes.
Those were thousands of lives lost, yet she convicted and sentenced them so hastily without any trial.
No, she never convicted anyone else. The only one she wanted to convict was him from beginning to end.
Xuan Ji seemed to understand why she left him.
After all, we have different paths.
Xuan Ji closed his eyes, stopped following Meng Wan's footsteps, and turned away.
At the same time, Meng Wan boarded a small flying boat and sped towards Qingsha County.
The wind whistled past her ears, making her long hair rustle.
She sat cross-legged on the flying boat, with a pot of spiritual wine and two white jade wine glasses in front of her.
One of them was filled with clear wine, exuding a light fruity aroma.
Meng Wan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The clear wine slid down her throat, bringing a slightly cool touch.
Thinking of what was about to happen, she felt particularly happy and couldn't help but look forward to it.
A few days later, Qingsha County.
The Meng family mansion was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, creating a festive and peaceful scene.
Today is the Meng family's once-in-a-decade celebration. All the members of the clan who have been away have returned to participate in this grand celebration.
The mansion was bustling with people.
"The Meng family has really prospered over the years."
"That's right. I heard that they have cultivated a few good seedlings. With time, they will be able to produce a few more Foundation Establishment cultivators who can take on the responsibility."
The ceremony was about to begin and the atmosphere became more lively.
The guests, dressed in gorgeous clothes, gathered in Mengjia Square, toasting each other and chatting happily.
A thick red carpet was laid on the high platform in the center of the square, with statues of rare and exotic animals placed on both sides, demonstrating the Meng family's strong financial resources.
Meng Qingzhu, the head of the Meng family, was wearing a golden brocade robe and walked up to the platform with a cheerful face.
He cleared his throat, and his booming voice echoed throughout the square.
"Today is a grand event for our Meng family and also for Qingsha County.
Thank you all for coming to our Meng family's once-in-a-decade celebration..."
Meng Qingzhu talked incessantly about the brilliant achievements of the Meng family in recent years. The audience applauded loudly and the atmosphere reached a climax.
Meng Qingsong stood in the crowd, listening to the cheers around him, but for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.
His eyelids have been twitching since he woke up this morning, giving him a bad feeling.
However, today is a good day for his Meng family. All the clan members are gathered together, and the ancestor has also come out of seclusion. What could happen?
Meng Qingsong forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, hugged his twin children tightly in his arms, and continued to look at his cousin on the high platform.
"Next, please invite the ancestor to come to the stage and commend the outstanding members of the tribe."
As Meng Qingzhu finished speaking, an old man of the Meng family with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a plain Taoist robe, slowly walked onto the platform.
The noise in the square gradually subsided, and people's attention was focused on the highly respected Jindan Patriarch. The atmosphere gradually became tense and solemn.
The ancestor of the Meng family stroked his beard and was about to speak when he suddenly felt dazed and the world in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
But in just a blink of an eye, the feeling of trance disappeared and the scene in front of him returned to normal.
The ancestor of the Meng family felt alarmed.
He had clearly felt something strange just now, as if some force was interfering with his perception.
As a Jindan cultivator, his feeling cannot be wrong!
The ancestor of the Meng family remained silent, carefully observing the world around him.
The tribesmen below seemed no different.
Their expressions were fanatical and pious, waiting for him to speak.
The guests were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had appropriate smiles on their faces, looking normal.
No—something is so wrong!
The ancestor of the Meng family suddenly realized that this strange silence was abnormal in itself!
Fine beads of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and the fear in his heart grew wildly like vines.
Without caring about his face, the ancestor of the Meng family hurriedly bowed and spoke to the void.
"I wonder which fellow Taoist has come here? I apologize for not welcoming you in person!
Today is the Meng family's celebration. Please, fellow Daoist, for the sake of the Meng family and the Jinyun Sect, don't joke around."
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