Disciples commit suicide every day [Transmigration Book]

After they snatched Xiaying Ziyanluo, they went straight back to Xiaozhufeng.

At this time, those careful core elders and heads who had received the stolen Treasure Pavilion rushed to the Treasure Pavilion, and had no time to pay attention to them, so it was a good time to leave.

At a later date, it may be time to face investigation.

Xie Qingrang waited anxiously, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and he began to secretly regret that he shouldn't have let Ah Xun do such a dangerous thing, if something went wrong, even if he didn't die, his skin would peel off—it would be painful!

So when Huo Xun was blown by a gust of wind and landed in front of him, he immediately jumped up nervously, grabbed him and looked around, "It's fine...it's fine."

Huo Xun smiled and rubbed against him: "Master, you are too nervous, don't worry, I will never make the same mistake a second time, I will only go if I am sure."

Xie Qingrang nodded, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and then noticed that there was an extra person beside him.

"……Who is this?"

The old man with the white beard, could it be the weapon spirit of Qianhuan?

Xuanyuan Qianhuan greeted with a smile: "My humble Xuanyuan Qianhuan, master beauty, you can just call me Grandpa Xuanyuan."

"..."

Sure enough it was him.

Speaking of it, Xuanyuan and Qianhuan are actually quite tall, but when they are combined together, there is an inexplicable sense of embarrassment of Xuanyuan's dog, which really makes people have to complain about the evil taste of the author of the original book.

Xie Qingrang hesitated for a moment, and decided to call him Grandpa Xuanyuan as he said. Huo Xun frowned, and said angrily, "Go back, don't come out again, don't take advantage of my master."

Grandpa, just a dead old man, he is beautiful!

Xuanyuan Qianhuan snorted, but actually obediently disappeared.

Xie Qing looked at Huo Xun in disapproval. In the original book, the protagonist didn't like this weapon spirit very much, but this seemingly old and unscrupulous weapon spirit finally disappeared in order to save him. The protagonist pulled out his own soul The spirit was reinjected into Qianhuan as the spirit of the weapon, and it barely kept the rank of the semi-immortal weapon.

When I was reading the book, I only felt that such contradictions and conflicts were extremely moving. Now that I am in it, I feel that kind of sadness and helplessness. He really didn’t want to. In the end, Ah Xun was like the protagonist of the original book, living a life of loneliness, lack of soul, madness and indifference. in this world.

"Ah Xun, although he is a weapon spirit, after all, he is old, and some children's temperament is unavoidable, so why are you so fussy?"

Huo Xun curled his lips, Master didn't know how annoying this old guy was, he tried to be patient, usually the result was even more angry, wishing to kill him, it's better to let him go as soon as possible.

"Master, ignore him. He will definitely not obediently listen to my words and return to the mirror. I'm afraid he has slipped away somewhere to play now." Huo Xun quickly changed the subject: "Look, Xiaying Ziyanluo."

Xie Qingrang looked at him helplessly, stopped talking, took Xiaying Ziyanluo and took a look.

Xiaying Ziyanluo lives up to its reputation, it is soft to the touch, it is the size of a handkerchief when opened, it is translucent as thin as a cicada's wing, the color is lavender, the texture is like water, and it exudes a faint mist. There are also fine dots of light flashing by. If it is decorated on the body and trembles with people's walking, the scenery will definitely be very beautiful.

"Just by holding it in my hand, I can already feel that my mind is much clearer." Xie Qingrang said in admiration: "Under the prestigious name, there is nothing wrong with it."

Huo Xun nodded, and said: "Master, if you like it, keep it. It should be pretty nice to use it to tie your hair."

He tried again to persuade Xie Qingrang to change his mind.

Xie Qingrang smiled and shook his head: "Is it tied on the head and waiting for others to grab it? Such a beautiful treasure is most suitable for a delicate girl like Junior Sister."

"Ah Xun, wait for me for a while, I will send it to my junior sister, and then we will leave."

Huo Xun grabbed his hand: "I want to go with you."

He is not at ease if the master goes alone.

Xie Qingrang thought for a while and said, "Alright, let's go."

He pulled Huo Xun and went straight to the Su Lian Peak where the junior sister lived.

Su Lianfeng is very close to the main peak where the head is. Fortunately, the head is no longer here, which makes their actions very smooth.

Xie Qingrang stretched out his hand, touched the restriction lightly, and entered smoothly. Huo Xun hid outside the peak and waited for him.

In the exquisite embroidery building, gauze curtains hang lightly, moving with the breeze, and the owner of the embroidery building is sleeping peacefully.

She was sleeping very sweetly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, maybe she dreamed of something beautiful.

Xie Qingrang looked at her haggard face, sighed in his heart, put the six jade plaques made by Xiaying Ziyanluo and the Baizhi Shuilingyu that he hadn't sent out back then, and put them beside her pillow, and then quietly left.

When Huo Xun saw him coming out, he hurried over and took his hand: "Master, let's go."

Xie Qingrang smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's go."

The master and apprentice left hand in hand, and flew away from Qixia Sect.

Xie Qing gave way to the sect and summoned his magic weapon Yiwei: "Come, Ah Xun, come up."

Huo Xun happily jumped up and hugged him from behind: "Master, we are running at night."

Xie Qingrang: "..."

"No, it's a night escape."

Huo Xun laughed out loud.

Xie Qingrang couldn't help laughing, activated the magic weapon, and flew straight into the sky, and flew away from here like a streamer, heading for Yuanji City, the headquarters of Sanxian League in the south.

The beautiful Qixia faction was left behind, slowly shrinking into an invisible black spot, and he didn't look back.

**

Jin Shengyuan stood in a messy treasure house, his face was gloomy, and he was no longer the kind one he used to be.

The elders of Yuanying Huashen, the core of the Qixia sect, have basically come, and all of them have serious faces-someone ran to them to steal, no, rob!This is simply a great shame!

"Master, take a picture, here, here..." The steward of the Zangbao Pavilion ran over tremblingly, and handed over a photo stone, which recorded the scene that happened just now.

No wonder he was so scared, it was...

"Shen'er?!" Jin Shengyuan lost his voice, and immediately vetoed: "Impossible, someone must be pretending to set the blame."

Zhu Tao, the great elder in charge of the inner sect, raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward and said, "It's better to ask Nephew Shen to come and prove his innocence by himself."

He is the confidant of the head of the sect, Jin Shengyuan, and he has always been on the same side, and he naturally cooperates very well.

The rest of the elders looked at each other and said: "This matter is indeed suspicious, let's call Nephew Shen over to ask for clarification."

The other party is the head's beloved disciple, and there is a high probability that he will be the next head. Although his current cultivation level is not as good as theirs, they are not allowed to make decisions at will.

The steward who was sent out to call for help came back quickly, and said cautiously, "Shen, there is no response from Elder Shen. We dare not trespass, so we have to come back and report."

Jin Shengyuan's face darkened even more. What does this mean?Does it mean that his apprentice stole the treasure and fled privately?

He glanced at the steward coldly.

The steward complained endlessly in his heart, he was just a messenger, what kind of bad luck is this!

"There are not many things that are missing. The other party is obviously very purposeful. As soon as he came in, he came towards the top floor. I think that the other party may come here to steal...to steal Xia Ying Zi Yan Luo." Zhu Tao said again.

Jin Shengyuan's face softened a little, and he said again: "That's right, but what he doesn't know is——not good!"

With a frightened and anxious expression on his face, he shouted angrily, "Follow me to Zuiyue Peak!"

After saying that, he mobilized his spiritual power and flew away quickly.

The other elders looked at each other, and combined with his behavior just now, they couldn't help being terrified—Xiaying Ziyanluo could be at Shen Xingchen's place, right?

They didn't dare to delay, and flew to Zuiyue Peak one after another.

When they arrived, all they saw was a messy cave and Shen Xingchen who was unconscious.

Jin Shengyuan's face was so dark that ink dripped out, he put Shen Xing down, and injected spiritual power into his body to heal him.

Soon, Shen Xingchen coughed and opened his eyes.

After seeing so many people watching him, he was startled and had an extremely bad premonition in his heart.

"Master?" He tentatively called Jin Shengyuan, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Jin Shengyuan looked at him with dim eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Chen'er, where is Xiaying Ziyanluo?"

Shen Xing's usual steady expression - cracked.

He hurriedly looked in the direction of the dark cell, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Xiaying Ziyan Luo, gone.

He glanced at Jin Shengyuan, then at the elders with unfriendly expressions, knelt down with his head down, and said, "Master, this disciple is incompetent, causing Xiaying Ziyanluo to be stolen, and he is willing to be punished."

Jin Shengyuan stared at him for a while, and said: "There are still doubts about the matter, you should explain the ins and outs clearly."

Shen Xingchen was a little puzzled, but still responded: "Yes."

Zhu Tao took a step forward and released the picture on the picture stone. In the picture, 'Shen Xingchen' was rampaging in the Treasure Pavilion, ran all the way to the top floor, turned around and then disappeared suddenly.

The screen is finished playing.

Shen Xing and Shen Jian frowned deeply, and said, "Impossible, this is definitely not me."

"Master, I," he paused, organized his words, and said, "I was meditating at the time, when a whirlwind suddenly blew up, I was hit by a palm, and I was completely powerless to resist, and then I fell into a coma , before I fell into a coma, I vaguely remembered that the person who knocked me out was an old man with white beard and hair."

Jin Shengyuan narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, and said: "That person forcibly broke all the restrictions of the Treasure Pavilion, and his cultivation level, at least in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, even the powerful late-stage Fusion, may not be so straightforward. With Shen'er's ability, it is basically impossible to do it, that white-haired old man looks quite suspicious."

"Send the order, quickly open the mountain guard array, and investigate the entire faction."

This matter was really weird, and the elders didn't object, and took people to search it in person.

They never imagined that the one who broke the restriction would be a weapon spirit, and the one who pretended to be Shen Xingchen was just a young man who had not yet established his foundation.

In their eyes, building a foundation is nothing more than an ant, let alone refining Qi?

Furthermore, Xuanyuan Qianhuan doesn't have such a high level of cultivation, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have the Tribulation Stage. In fact, if Huo Xun can fully exert the power of the Thousand Illusion Mirror, then he has the cultivation level of the Tribulation Stage. It's a pity that the power that Huo Xun can display is less than one percent, which has caused his cultivation to be suppressed to the late stage of transformation, and he can't consume too much spiritual power.

He was able to break the restrictions swiftly, but because he was a tool spirit born from a magic weapon—in terms of complexity, the Thousand Illusion Mirror was much more complicated than those restrictions. It is easy to find the weak point of the restriction and break it cleverly.

Wrong deduction made the people of Qixia faction completely go astray - the ancestors of Dujie in the realm of comprehension are all well-known, maybe they have an attacking treasure in their hands, why should they be shameless What about coming to snatch their treasure from an obscure second-rate sect?

Jin Shengyuan sat on the high platform above the meeting hall, listening to the people below with a gloomy expression.

"Let me tell the head, apart from those who have registered to go out, only Xiaozhufeng Xie Qingrang has disappeared, and even the cave he built on Xiaozhufeng has disappeared."

The elders sitting in the hall showed expressions of disbelief, even worse than when they heard Shen Xingchen broke into the Treasure Pavilion just now.

"It can't be him, can it?"

Suddenly someone said in amazement.

The rest of the people looked hesitant, but they all agreed.

Who is Xie Qingrang, who has no idea?If he would do such a thing, it would not be so miserable.

Even Jin Shengyuan himself has the same thoughts as these people, he really finds it hard to believe that Xie Qingrang will collude with outsiders to steal treasure and escape privately.

"Could it be that there is something hidden?..."

Someone tentatively said, after all, they wanted to find out whoever was the thief, not put the pot of shit on Xie Qingrang's head.

Jin Shengyuan was silent for a while, and said, "Who was the last person who saw Xie Qingrang?"

His question was quickly answered. Someone saw that after Shen Xingchen left, Jin Cailing went to find Xie Qingrang again and left very late.

"Call Linger over here." Jin Shengyuan suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

It's his apprentice and his daughter, how could they all have something to do with this matter?After this time, his prestige in the sect might drop drastically.