Wuliang Mountain, where the Demon Sect's new rudder is located.

The Demon Sect has experienced a series of blows from the Sect, and finally began a period of rapid reconstruction after the return of the Sect Master.

Xiongqing Cang is indeed a character, and in less than a year, the scale of the Demon Sect has recovered to fifty percent of its original size. Although it is not enough to compete with the entire righteous path, ordinary sects do not dare to provoke easily.

At this moment, Xiongqing Cang was sitting cross-legged in the newly built Shura Palace and cultivating, and during this time, his cultivation had improved a lot. There was a faint breakthrough, if it weren't for the lack of skills in the clone now, and the affairs in the sect were numerous, maybe he would have gone to the forbidden land of the Demon Sect to start retreat and cultivate.

He had been waiting, waiting for someone to come back. As long as that person returns safely, he can concentrate on cultivation and don't ask about him. It's a pity that after waiting for so long, there is still no news of that person.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded outside the stone gate.

"Sect Master, my subordinates have something important to see!"

Hearing this, Xiongqing Cang immediately opened his eyes, and then answered: "Come in!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone door was opened, and then he saw Xu Ruilin, a scholar with a thousand faces, walking in quickly.

Xiongqingcang looked at the thousand-faced scholar and said puzzledly: "Look at your anxious face, what happened?" ”

The Thousand-Faced Scholar walked up, stopped, and sighed lightly: "It's that Fengtian League, they are moving again!" ”

"Fengtian League? Hum...... How much of a storm can a newly established sect set off. Tell me, what kind of moth did they come up with? ”

Hearing this, the thousand-faced scholar said with a solemn face: "This time it is not as simple as a moth, they raided the three sects of Fu Gong and captured all the heads of the three major sects. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiong Qingcang couldn't help but tremble all over. "What do you say? They kidnapped the real person in charge of the three major sects of Fu Zheng? It can't be, it can't be! Regardless of the strength of the three major sects, how could their leaders be ordinary people? If you want to kidnap them, you can't do it in the realm of immortals. Don't...... Could it be that there are really masters of the Immortal Realm in the Fengtian Alliance? ”

The thousand-faced scholar said helplessly: "I'm afraid that's the case, according to the report of the spies we planted in the three major sects, the three major sects fought with all their might, but they are still not opponents." Even their boss couldn't defeat the attacking enemy, and in the end he was forced to leave with them! I expected that this time Fengtian Alliance used thunder methods, but I am afraid that the comer is not good. No, their real purpose is to rule the entire rivers and lakes. At that time, I'm afraid my Demon Sect will not be spared! ”

Xiongqingcang's brows furrowed, and there was murder in his eyes. "What a Fengtian Alliance, it has such strength. Who is the leader of their alliance, but has it been investigated? ”

The Thousand-Faced Scholar shook his head and said, "The leader of the Fengtian Alliance has never shown up, but ...... But there is one person who has become a minion of this Fengtian Alliance. ”

"Who?"

"Qilin Pavilion Master, Nangong Yun!"

Hearing this, Xiongqing Cang clenched his fists and said fiercely: "This beast has actually become a slave to others. Wait a minute...... Isn't he the relics of gods and demons that I went with my apprentice? He actually came out alive? What about Tong Yan? Where is he? ”

The Thousand-Faced Scholar sighed and said, "My subordinates have mobilized all the sect disciples to pay attention to everywhere, but until now there is no news of the young sect master. ”

The person Xiongqingcang has been waiting for is actually Tong Yan. Tong Yan is his only apprentice and the only person he values. It's just that after all this time, he still hasn't heard from him.

Xiongqingcang unconsciously thought of the worst-case scenario, but he didn't want to believe it.

"Keep looking for me, Tong Yan will be safe. He'll definitely be back! In addition, give me an investigation into the specific location of Fengtian League, and I will go to Nangong Yun. Perhaps, a little bit of childlike news can come out of his mouth! ”

Hearing this, the thousand-faced scholar hurriedly dissuaded: "Sect Master, I know you are worried about the safety of the young sect master. But that Fengtian Alliance is the Longtan Tiger's Den, if you trespass, it is too risky. In this way, I will send my disciples to infiltrate the Fengtian League, and after the investigation is clear, you can make plans! ”

Xiongqing Cang sighed lightly and said, "That's it, let's see and decide." By the way, where is Tong Yan's brother now? Will he know a little bit about Tong Yan? ”

"Are you talking about Brother Qingming? He should be cultivating with Nangong Jin'er in the mountains at this moment, and later, I will let the white crow find him. ”

Xiongqing Cang nodded and said, "Okay, how hard you have been during this time." Go and rest, I want to be alone! ”

When the thousand-faced scholar heard this, he hurriedly turned around and retired.

He walked out of the Shura Palace, and Xiongqing Cang then said to himself: "It seems that the world is going to be in chaos, should I also take out the ghost talisman?" Plan ahead and be prepared! ”

……

Returning to the Wu family's old house, Tong Yan had already begun his retreat. The old ancestor decided to take advantage of this time to go out for a walk, and he wanted to investigate the Fengtian League. If he can find the murderer who killed the head of the Wu family and the elders, he can also avenge them.

But he was still a little worried, worried that if he went, the Wu family would be left alone. If at this time, the people of the Fengtian Alliance come to attack again, the Wu family will be in danger.

After thinking about it, he decided to take out the portraits of Wu Bufan and Crazy Qin and place them in the Wu family ancestral hall. If a foreign enemy comes, it can also solve the urgent need.

Everything was ready, and then he left the Wu family's old mansion and flew towards the rivers and lakes that he had not set foot in for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, the old ancestor had been gone for five days. In the past five days, Tong Yan's cultivation has not made any progress.

Yes, the aura in the ruins is sufficient. But he couldn't really inhale it in his body and use it for cultivation. It's like having a big table of delicacies in front of you, but your throat is inflamed and it's hard to swallow.

Although Tong Yan had such mental preparations, he still felt lost.

Since there is no progress, it is futile to continue to absorb the aura. He stood up and decided to calm down.

The ruins, the space created by a meteorite. It was like another world, because it was lifeless, full of darkness and floating stones.

Tong Yan looked into the distance, and suddenly an inexplicable thought arose in his heart.

"Is there an end to this ruin? I'd love to go to the edge of it. ”

He shook his head gently, even if this ruin realm really had an end, he couldn't fly, and there was no way to reach it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the "Heavenly Stone" engraved with spells under his feet inexplicably burst out with dazzling golden light.

The spells jumped out of the "Heavenly Stone" as if they were alive, and then spun around him rapidly.

In the midst of these golden spells, Tong Yan was a little overwhelmed, but after a while, his eyes widened suddenly, and then a faint smile appeared.

What did he see in these golden spells?