living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 338 The sect reduced to ashes

Mu Lan looked at the map in her hand, and looked to the southeast, which was the direction of Nanfeng Mountain.

Something like this happened in Fengling Temple, something she didn't expect, she inquired again and again in Huaiyuan City, and finally pieced together the whole story.

This happened a month ago. Not long after the Nirvana team entered the world of reincarnation, there was a civil strife in Fengling Temple. Since the sect was located in the deep mountains and old forests, it was not the kind of temple that was open to the outside world, so it took a long time before it was closed. Villagers who went up the mountain to cut firewood discovered it.

At that time, a big fire broke out in Fengling Temple, and then the fire gradually spread from the temple to the mountains. The Huaiyuan City Lord dispatched city defense forces and organized a lot of manpower to put out the mountain fire, and this second-rank sect also disappeared from the fire.

This strange incident caused different opinions in the city, and no one knew what kind of great changes had taken place in Fengling Temple at that time.

The team only stayed in Huaiyuan City for one night, and rushed to Nanfeng Mountain the next day. When they arrived at the boundary of Fengling Temple, everyone saw a piece of building debris.

"This fire is too hot."

Lin Yiyi's exclamation sounded in her ear, and Mu Lan frowned. The whole picture of Fengling Temple was no longer visible, and it was turned into black ash everywhere, and there was a burning smell in the air.

In this fire, not a single blade of grass grew, and only the broken walls remained in the several courtyards of the temple, and the traces of the buildings could be vaguely recognized.

Mu Lan bent down to touch the bare ground, literally "not a blade of grass grows", and almost all traces of the sect disappeared.

"No one survived?" Zhao Ziyu murmured, "What kind of enmity is this, to such an extent?"

Exploring in the ashes of Fengling Temple, the more he observed Mu Lan, the more strange he felt.

"The damage is too complete."

Lifting up a half-burned piece of wood, it should be the load-bearing structure of the building. Even such a heavy piece of wood was almost burned to charcoal. Mu Lan glanced at A Feng and said, "It doesn't look like civil strife here, but like a massacre." .”

Ah Feng squatted down, groped for the gray carbon, and sniffed it with the tip of his nose.

"This level of destruction was deliberate and the arsonists were extreme."

He pointed to a pit-shaped radial mark on the ground, "Here are all pre-set arson points, the purpose is to completely destroy the temple."

"That's right." Mu Lan nodded in agreement, "If it was really an internal conflict, it wouldn't be like this."

The civil strife within the sect is nothing more than a struggle for power and profit. Fengling Temple's property and buildings will be preserved to the greatest extent. No one wants to leave a wasteland barren of grass after victory.

Divergent thinking, even if it is the tradition of Lingyin World, the merger between sects will not be like this. For example, most of Tianyin Pavilion has been preserved intact, so there is nothing like infighting between sects here.

"What enemies did Fengling Temple have?" Zhao Ziyu looked at Gu Qingyuan while speaking, "Do you know anything about this sect?"

Gu Qingyuan pondered for a moment, and said: "I only know that it is a sect that respects the Buddha, and is quite good at cultivating the mind. Master has traveled here before."

"Strange, what about the remaining sect disciples?" Zhao Ziyu looked around, there were only five of them in the scorched land in the mountain, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

"Could it be that everyone is dead?" Lin Yiyi said.

Seggs' voice came suddenly, and Mu Lan looked at the abyssal demon coming out of the crack behind him, and he shook his head slightly at himself.

"There's no one in the mountains."

Mu Lan sighed, and couldn't find anything with her mental strength. There was no such thing as a bunker underground, so she said slowly after thinking about it: "Let's go, go back to Huaiyuan City."

"You can go back and inquire carefully. Isn't the City Lord's Mansion the person who witnessed it at that time?" Zhao Ziyu suddenly thought of something.

"When they came, there was already a big fire," Mu Lan said, and then she thought of something, and suddenly stopped in place.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Ziyu asked.

"Why do people in the city think it's civil strife?" Mu Lan's eyes fluctuated, and she caught a doubt.

Zhao Ziyu was surprised and said, "Yes."

"Someone is spreading news to cover up something." A Feng said lightly.

Returning to Huaiyuan City again, it was already night. Everyone returned to the inn where they stayed, and happened to see the waiter locking the door.

"Why are you back again?" the buddy looked at the five dusty people and asked in puzzlement.

"Stay one more night." Zhao Ziyu threw him a heavy silver ingot.

“Closing”

The man hesitated for a moment, but the weight of the silver ingot was so strong that he swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

With a sigh of relief, the clerk reopened the door and arranged guest rooms for several guests. Afterwards, Zhao Ziyu quietly approached him.

"Where did the news of the internal turmoil in Fengling Temple first come from?"

"Fengling Temple"

The clerk glanced at the solemn Zhao Ziyu, and said with a smile, "Recently, many travelers have been inquiring about Fengling Temple. You must be a monk."

Zhao Ziyu nodded, the clerk smiled honestly, and then tightened his mouth.

"Hey, dare to bargain with the monk." Zhao Ziyu glanced at him, silently touched his pocket, and threw him another piece of silver.

"The guest is so generous." The man happily bit the silver, and put it into his neckline.

"We heard about this matter from shopkeeper Liu of the tailor shop next door," the clerk whispered mysteriously.

"As for shopkeeper Liu next door, I heard it was from Blacksmith Zhang in the south of the city."

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After listening to the inn clerk's chattering, and finally talking about a bunch of seven aunts and eight aunts, Zhao Ziyu's face turned cold, "Are you kidding me!"

"My great immortal, don't be angry, don't be angry." The man immediately flattered him, "I don't know the origin of this rumor, but it seems to be related to the Demon Cult."

"Evil Cult?" Hearing this name, Zhao Ziyu became serious again.

"Yes, Demon Cult." The buddy nodded repeatedly, "There have been accidents in several nearby cities and counties, and it must be related to the remnants of the demon clan!"

"It is said that in this Fengling Temple, the people who came out of the internal evil sect worked together inside and outside, and burned the temple down."

"The Demon Cult has been rampant recently." Lin Yiyi listened to Zhao Ziyu's description, and then thought: "The behavior of these people is in sync with our entry into the world of reincarnation. Could it be that the reincarnation team is playing tricks!"

"The Zhao family team?" Zhao Ziyu asked suspiciously, "But what are they going to do?"

The flame of the candlestick was faintly visible, several people were discussing in the room, only Mu Lan sat on the bed silently.

"What do you think?" Zhao Ziyu looked at Mu Lan who had been silent.

Today, Mu Lan and Ah Feng were investigating around the city. According to common sense, those who spread rumors would be more suspicious, but unfortunately, the source of the rumors was not found.

These city residents spoke vividly, as if they had personally experienced it, and they seemed to know the faction of Fengling Temple well.

Afterwards, some people linked this matter with the Demon Cult that was doing things in various parts of East Pole State.

"There are too few clues."

Mu Lan said softly, she didn't know if this matter had anything to do with the reincarnation team, she vaguely felt that something big would happen.

(End of this chapter)