C57 (1/2)
Thousands of stone steps. Three people jumped up. He didn't know why, but there was a sense of pressure in the air that made him uncomfortable. The three finally arrived at the plaza in front of the great hall, only to see all the people from the sect gathered there. At this time, the bell sound came out again. Mu Yangxin heard that the bell sound was three times lighter.
Mu Yangxin's eyes slightly moved, he really did not dare to imagine what the truth of the matter was.
All of the disciples in the plaza shouted out when they saw Mu Yangxin, ”Senior brother is back!”
The group of Junior Masters and Senior Masters sat on both sides of the hall. Upon hearing Mu Yangxin's return, they all looked at him sideways, as if there had been a fight just now. The atmosphere was filled with the feeling of quarreling.
A person was kneeling in front of the altar. The tablet on the altar said, ”Lord Penglai has ascended to the spirit tablet of Mu Hong.” The person who placed the tablet had not yet written it, and behind the tablet was a thick coffin made of cloud wood. Two white candlelight dots flashed in front of Mu Yangxin's blinking eyes.
”Master … how did you learn of it?” Mu Yangxin was still at the entrance of the great hall, and upon seeing this, he immediately kneeled. Master! ” He called out to his master three times, and a majestic aura gushed out from his body, making the couplet to sway unsteadily in the wind.
”Yang'er!” The one kneeling in front of the spirit altar was the Penglai sect leader's junior brother, Mu Xianlei. He stopped the Mu Yangxin who had lost control of his emotions. Come here, finish writing your master's tablet! ”
”Yes!” disciple obeys! ” Mu Yangxin walked to the side of the spiritual altar while kneeling. He held the tablet, using his finger as a blade, and wrote the words' unfilial disciple Mu Yangxin 'on the signboard. The words written on the spirit tablet indicated that it was a person who had died wrongly.
”Master, don't worry. I will avenge you!” After placing the memorial tablet back on the spiritual altar, he respectfully kowtowed nine more times.
”Yang'er, I'm afraid your master hasn't been harmed by anyone.” ”Master.” Master. There are no injuries on his body. Three days ago, when I was cultivating, I realized that he had lost his breath when I served him some tea. ”
”Master's spirit is great, why would his cultivation be approaching its end?” Mu Yangxin did not believe it.
”Senior brother, how many people in this world can match him in terms of cultivation? If we want to assassinate him, such a brilliant method is enough to shake the entire Six Realms!” Mu Yuanyang analyzed the situation bit by bit.
”But I don't believe that his master died at the end of his life! There must be a reason behind it, and I must investigate it! ” Mu Yangxin said angrily. I want to open the coffin! ”
”How dare you!” A disobedient disciple! How can I allow you to cause such a ruckus in my penglai mountains and sect leader's coffin! ” The one seated on the left was Mu Yangxin's second senior uncle. He stood up and expressed his dissatisfaction.
”If you don't have a ghost in your heart, why would you be afraid of me opening the coffin and inspecting the corpse?! Whether or not Master's death is related to you! ” Mu Yangxin shouted.
”Yang'er!” Don't be rude! He's your Senior Master! ” Mu Han Yang pulled Mu Yangxin.
”Everyone look, such an impolite person is no different from a mad dog. How can we be at ease and not hand over the position of sect leader to him?” ”” ”Second Martial Uncle said scornfully. This is truly embarrassing for Senior-apprentice Brother Mu! ”
”The position of the sect leader cannot be inherited by him!” Everyone below the great hall suddenly spoke, their words did not seem to contain the slightest intention of mourning for the sect leader, but everyone actually wanted their own sect to inherit the position of the sect leader.
”Nephew!” How can you not see Su He? ” Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside of the hall, the loud voice caused the entire hall to quieten down.
So it was Su He's martial uncle, Jiu Hua Zi. His master and disciple were not the only two in his nine factions, no one saw him as someone from the sect leader. However, after hearing his shout, the entire hall quietened down.
”Martial Uncle!” Mu Yangxin knelt in front of Jiuhua without saying a word.
”This?” On the other hand, Jiuhua Zi was full of doubts. Could it be that Su He is also? ”
”Senior Jiuhua, Su He's life is not in danger, he's only trapped in the Demon King City, unable to escape for the time being.” Hua Yunshu hurriedly stepped forward and added.
”Yes, Martial Uncle.” Mu Yangxin said. We have already informed Junior Martial Sister about the reason for this matter, Martial Uncle can temporarily be at ease. ”
”An Xin? I'm almost dying of shame for you people! ” All of a sudden, Jiuhua started swearing in the hall. On the day of sect leader's Senior Brother's funeral, there was actually no one who went to ring the bell for him! sect leader Senior Brother, your bones have not turned cold yet, you should be discussing the position of the sect leader in this hall. All the members of the various factions have gathered here.