Compared to fear and shock, a silly smile was more lethal.
When the actual leader of the Yin Yang Sect became the subject of the silly smile, the elders felt their blood run cold.
"What happened?"
"Eldest Senior Brother …"
"I have a bad feeling …"
...
Liu Yuan and Men Zhi were the ones who had the worst feeling.
Although the two of them were still in the process of connecting the dots for the second time and had yet to come to any conclusion, they had an inexplicable panic.
This panic should have led them to face the truth, but it was interrupted by Heng Yan's silly smile.
With this interruption, they subconsciously linked the two together and continued the process of connecting the dots.
However, not long after this connection, the two of them felt their hearts skip a beat and they felt like vomiting blood.
"He … he's … he's back …"
"And … and he's … he's … he's numb … Hiss!"
...
Perhaps because they knew that they could not accept the horrifying reality in a hurry, their connection and deduction temporarily deviated from the main line.
This deviation caused them to suck in a breath of cold air.
This was because they finally understood why their Eldest Senior Brother was smiling like a silly smile.
At this very moment, even though a monstrous sense of crisis was rapidly forming in their hearts, they almost laughed out loud.
Of course, they definitely could not laugh out loud, but it did not stop them from pitying their Eldest Senior Brother.
Pitying was an extremely unnecessary emotion.
Liu Yuan resisted the dizziness and glanced at the scene. He realized that the disciples were gradually collapsing under the Eldest Senior Brother's silly smile. He knew that he had to stop this trend.
"I'm sorry, Eldest Senior Brother. For … for the Yin Yang Sect, I …"
Slap!
Liu Yuan raised his arm and gave the Eldest Senior Brother a slap.
Heng Yan was slapped so hard that he spun seven or eight times on the spot. He seemed to feel the intense pain and his dazed eyes finally cleared up a little.
"Second … Second Junior Brother, what … what are you doing …"
Liu Yuan said solemnly, "Eldest Senior Brother, you were smiling like a silly smile just now."
"I … I was smiling like a silly smile?" Heng Yan sobered up a little and shook his head, "No … impossible …"
"You promised to help that evil creature solve his problem …" Men Zhi added weakly at the side like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.
"Who, who is this evil creature …" Heng Yan paused for a moment, then murmured blankly, "Solve the problem, yes, yes, this old man promised that little, that little bastard, I, I will solve it for him …"
In the end, the word 'trouble' did not come out of Heng Yan's body.
It was as if he had already realized that even if there were a thousand of him, he would not be able to help the little bastard deal with this little trouble that he had deemed to be within the scope of the Scryer Stage.
Thus, two streams of tears instantly gushed out of his body.
These two lines of clear tears meandered across his wrinkled face, vividly displaying the four words — tears streaming down his face.
It could be said that no matter if it was the situation he was in or the state of his face, these four words were incomparably suitable for him.
The silent scene ended on a sour note with no conclusion.
As Fourth Elder Bai Jun released his aura, all the disciples returned to their respective caves.
The elders led the true disciples to the meeting hall in a daze.
For a time, the entire Yin Yang Sect seemed to have been blown by the autumn wind. Even though there wasn't a single blade of grass or tree that had withered, it was as if it was shrouded by dark clouds, and it was desolate and gloomy.
In the meeting hall, the true disciples and the Elders continued to remain silent.
However, this was a place for discussion, so the silence did not last for long. Voices drifted out from all over the hall and broke the deathly silence.
"Take all the disciples and run!"
"Hurry up and invite Old Six out!"
"We can't run away. This time, our Yin Yang Sect has no choice but to fight!"
"What does my Yin Yang Sect have to fight with the Emotion Inquisition Palace …"
"Eldest Senior Brother, please invite the Patriarch out of seclusion!"
"My Yin Yang Sect is finished this time …"
"With what? What can we use to fight? "
"Heh, Immeasurable Pavilion, Maitreya Temple, Love Seeking Palace, my Yin Yang Sect is finally in the limelight …"
"Ask the old ancestor to come out of seclusion? Do you want me to end up like Old Sixth? "
…
The Elders' words, whether it was their thoughts or their correspondence, were all extremely chaotic, just like their chaotic hearts.
This kind of chaos did not fade with the passage of time. Instead, it became more and more intense.
He became pessimistic.
He advocated for a fight to the death.
He would scatter and escape.
He would hand over the murderer so that the sect would not be destroyed.
…
Before the big trouble that Xie Tian mentioned had truly arrived, the terror that it possessed had already caused the Yin Yang Sect to fall apart and move forward.
However, no matter how chaotic it was, the atmosphere in the hall was gradually becoming unified.
Pessimistic.
Under the guidance of such emotions, a few Elders who advocated for a fight to the death also seemed to have realized the joke of a fight to the death and gradually felt powerless.
The ones who did not speak were Heng Yan, Liu Yuan, and Men Zhi.
Not only did they not speak, the initial fear, pessimism, and other negative emotions were also gradually being replaced by calmness.
As if he had already reached the limit of calmness, Men Zhi said faintly.
"He killed the eight Buddhas of Immeasurable Pavilion, he killed Yuanba from Maitreya Temple, and he killed Qiu Tian."
An Elder stood up instinctively and wanted to reply with 'You are talking nonsense'.
However, before he could open his mouth, he was suddenly stunned and speechless.
Because of the three of them, the hall suddenly fell silent.
It was the same silence, but it was different.
The silence when they entered the hall was the terrifying silence caused by the three super forces brought about by Xie Tian's Triple Murder.
At this moment, the silence was indeed caused by the shock brought about by Xie Tian's Triple Murder.
That's right …
Shouldn't we be the most shocked about his Triple Murder?
Gradually, the faces of the Elders gradually became interesting.
But it was so interesting that they were at a loss.
That was because none of the Elders present knew the specific situation of Xie Tian's Triple Murder.
Seeing that the situation was almost settled, Heng Yan then spoke indifferently.
"Gu Chang, tell me everything you know about Little … Little Grandmaster without missing a single word."
"Yes."
Gu Chang, who had an extremely complicated expression, was the only one among the core disciples who had sobered up.
He stood up and bowed. As his lips opened and closed, he said what he knew word by word.
Every word was like a clap of thunder.
"Little Grandmaster rushed into the fog of the origin of the void from top to bottom and said 'get lost'. He forced Qin Mo and the other three core disciples of the Outer Heaven Palace to retreat …"
"Little Grandmaster snatched Chao Qing's spear and acknowledged the Dragon race. He brought us into the Dragon Tomb and entered the ancient blessed land, the Dragon Soaring to the Nine Heavens …"
"I saw it with my own eyes. Little Grandmaster only unleashed the power of body refinement and forcefully crushed the shameless cheater Wei Wu to death …"
"Little Grandmaster relied entirely on his understanding of the origin of the Heavenly Dao to enter the Third Heaven of the Dragon Soaring …"
"Little Grandmaster followed Qiu Tian and Yuanba. When he returned, he lifted the Mighty Gold Peak and smashed Qiu Tian to the brink of death …"
…
"In the end," Gu Chang lowered his head and muttered as he looked at the ground, "Qiu Tian, who unleashed the aura of a Sage, knelt in front of Little Grandmaster and begged to be his slave …"
Speaking to this point, some of the Elders lost their balance and fell to the ground.
"In the face of Qiu Tian's begging to be his slave, Little Grandmaster said, 'What's the use of having you …"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yuan's face … No, his entire body began to twitch violently.
"It seems that because of these four words, they had nowhere to go. Chou Tian, turned himself into the Dao, Little Grandmaster, floated far away … As for, as for the eight Sons of Buddha of Immeasurable Pavilion and the death of Yuan Ba of Maitreya Temple, I do not know …"
The scene reappeared and ended there.
The main hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
It was no longer important to know how the nine monks died.
Even if Gu Chang knew, the elders could no longer contain any trace of shock in their hearts.
If Heng Yan did not speak, such earth-shattering shock might last for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years …
It seemed that only such a long time could allow them to think clearly about what kind of monster this little bastard who had inexplicably become their Little Grandmaster was.
However, time waited for no one.
Suppressing the fear and shock in his heart that was similar to that of his junior brothers, he spoke calmly.
"Yes, now we know that he, just like that, killed Qiu Tian, the Third Elder of Love Inquiry Hall …"
Men Zhi stood up and replied, "Grand Elder, please instruct us."
"Who exactly is Qiu Tian?"
It seemed that this question was very heavy and Men Zhi found it difficult to speak.
"This person's aptitude is similar to that of Yuanba, but he has entered the Burial Ground and participated in the battlefield of the Outer Realm."
As soon as he finished speaking …
Pop, pop, pop …
The few elders in the hall who were wearing Daoist crowns had their Daoist crowns pushed up three feet by the hair that shot into the sky!
Heng Yan, who had almost bitten off his own tongue because of Qiu Tian's background, forced himself to calm down and wanted to speak, but found that his voice could not help but tremble.
Although it was trembling, it was determined, excited, and determined …
"I'll go and ask the Patriarch to come out of seclusion. Everyone, let's fight to the death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elders who were thrown off their horses, the elders whose Daoist crowns were pushed up three feet, the elders who were so shocked that their jaws dropped …
All of them stood up.
The echo was like thunder.
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