Guiyun City was an ordinary place, but it had become the most famous place in Chaotian overnight.
Since the early morning, countless gazes, flying carriages and sword lights had been focused on the city.
The atmosphere in the city was exceedingly depressing. Even the dogs didn't dare bark, hiding in their holes with their tails between their legs.
Countless figures could be seen on the dewy green stone slabs. It was unclear how many people were searching in the streets and alleys.
The Pure Heaven Bureau started investigating the case and forbade anyone from leaving the city. The ruined small courtyard became a forbidden place, and nobody was allowed to get close to it.
The glows of the precious pearls could be seen from time to time in the ruins, and the panting sounds of the sniffing dogs could be heard once in a while.
The disciples of the Zhongzhou School guarded the surroundings of the ruins, their eyes full of anger and grief, and a hint of bewilderment could be seen in the depths of the ruins.
Had Big Brother died like this? How could it be possible?
A skinny old man hovered in the sky above the ruins of a residential house one hundred feet away, his expression terrible, exuding a gloomy energy from all over his body.
He was Elder Ren Qianzhu of the Zhongzhou School, with a profound Cultivation state, having reached the upper limit of the Huashen State a long time ago.
Anybody could imagine the impact of the death of Lo Huainan on the Zhongzhou School, and Ren Qianzhu's mood at the moment.
The crowd didn't even dare take a look at him, to say nothing of consoling him.
Ren Qianzhu suddenly withdrew his energy and said while looking at the source of the sunlight, "He's here."
Hearing this, the official by his side was taken aback slightly, and then approached him.
The official was the chief commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Zhang Yi 'ai, an important figure in the Imperial court. He came here the same night after hearing the bad news.
Like the previous chief commanders of the Pure Heaven Bureau, he was also a graduate of the Zhongzhou School.
A small green curtain sedan landed amid the morning sunlight in the east.
Zhang Yi 'ai didn't know the identity of the person in the sedan, wondering why the Sect Master couple didn't come when such a shocking event had occurred.
Ren Qianzhu had a high Cultivation state and a high status, but he showed great respect to the small green curtain sedan, saying, "Thank you, senior master."
The morning wind ruffled the green curtain sedan. A gentle voice came out from the sedan, expressing her condolences to the Cultivationists of the Zhongzhou School, and that she needed to check on the sedan quietly.
Ren Qianzhu led the small green curtain sedan to the ruins of the small courtyard, and then led his disciples to hide on the street.
Zhang Yi 'ai asked in a low voice, "Senior Martial Brother, this is?"
Ren Qianzhu said, "The Grand Elder of Shui Yue Nunnery."
Zhang Yi 'ai was slightly startled when he heard this, thinking what kind of status does Taishang Elder Shui Yue Nunnery have that he actually rushed to Guihua City so quickly, he must have been personally requested by the sect head.
His line of sight passed the half-collapsed courtyard wall and landed on the small green curtain sedan, giving him a glimmer of hope. The murderer had concealed his energy so well that the Pure Heaven Bureau couldn't find any trace of him even with the help of many magic treasures. He should be an experienced killer in the killing circle, but Shui Yue Nunnery was an expert in the Two-Worlds Connection, so he must have found something.
"Why were there so many cultivators in the city last night?" Ren Qianzhu asked.
Zhang Yi 'ai had already received his subordinate's report and told him about the Precious Artifact Pavilion's auction.
Ren Qianzhu's expression turned slightly cold as he said, "I want to see those people."
Thinking of that troublesome matter, Zhang Yi 'ai said in a low voice, "Everything else is fine, but the Master of the Shenmo Peak of the Aoyama Sect is here. Big Brother, don't be impulsive."
Ren Qianzhu was taken aback, asking, "Why is she here?"
It was then that the small green curtain sedan left the ruins of the small courtyard.
Zhang Yi 'ai and Ren Qianzhu walked to the front of the sedan before he had time to respond.
"There are traces of the devil fire and the energy of the Bloody Demon Method, so they should be the remnants of the deviant sects. But there are still two things that I don't understand."
The gentle voice in the small green curtain sedan grew lower, as if this Grand Elder of Shui Yue Nunnery also felt it odd.
The expressions on Zhang Yi 'ai and Ren Qianzhu's faces grew more serious, not daring to miss a word.
"One of the sword wills is very faint, but … they belong to the Aoyama Sect. The other sword will is obviously unfamiliar, but it feels like I have seen it somewhere before. "
Hearing this, Zhang Yi 'ai suddenly felt the morning wind on his face became exceedingly cold, even a bit cutting.
Years ago, when Zhao Layue was assassinated by a Yuanying elder of Zhongzhou School in Mingcui Valley, it caused a great disturbance.
Today, Lo Huainan was dead!
He was born in Zhongzhou School, but he was an official of the Imperial Court, so he naturally didn't want the situation to develop in this direction.
Hearing this, Ren Qianzhu's expression became even more indifferent, or indifferent. He bowed to the small green curtain sedan, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, Senior."
A sigh came from the small green curtain sedan, rising against the morning wind and gradually disappearing in the morning glow.
Without hesitation, Zhang Yi 'ai turned around and stood in front of Ren Qianzhu, staring into his eyes, saying, "Senior Brother, please calm down first!"
Ren Qianzhu snorted coldly, waving his sleeves angrily.
Zhang Yi 'ai couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to dodge.
Ren Qianzhu's figure suddenly became vague, disappearing from where he was.
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After a few breaths.
A gust of wind rose in the Precious-Ware Pavilion ten miles away.
Ren Qianzhu's figure appeared, looking upstairs, and shouted sternly, "Zhao Layue, come out!"
This shout was like a thunderclap, and it didn't stop for a long time.
A gust of wind rose in the building, the beams and pillars creaked, the horizontal board fell, and the smoke and dust rose everywhere, as if the building was about to collapse.
The boss of the Precious-Ware Pavilion had just arrived in the early hours of the morning, and he was having a headache because of this matter. When he found that someone was making trouble, he was extremely angry. He came to the railing and looked downstairs. Seeing Ren Qianzhu's figure, his expression changed abruptly, and he knelt on the ground.
Seeing this scene, the rest of the cultivators guessed the identity of the old man, showing a frightened expression on their faces. They saluted and avoided, looking at the top of the building subconsciously.
The sound of the door opening came from the top of the building.
Zhao Layue walked out, followed by Gu Qing.
She walked to the railing, looking down at the elder of Zhongzhou School with an indifferent expression.
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"Where were you last night at the beginning of the morning?"
Ren Qianzhu stared at Zhao Layue upstairs and asked, his eyes extremely cold.
The beginning of the morning was the time confirmed by the disciples of the North Brook School outside the small courtyard, and it was also the time when the entire Guihua City heard the loud noise.
And it was also the time of death of Lo Huainan.
Zhao Layue didn't say anything.
"Are you asking for help or interrogating a criminal?"
Gu Qing took a step forward and came to the railing, saying, "If it's the former, we can cooperate with you. If it's the latter, why do you ask?"
Ren Qianzhu ignored him, staring at Zhao Layue, and said in a low voice, "The murderer who killed my Martial Nephew Luo left a sword will of Aoyama. How do you explain that?"
Hearing this, the cultivators in the building and the stewards of the Precious-Ware Pavilion were extremely shocked, wondering what was going on.
"You have an old grudge against our Zhongzhou School, and you happened to appear in this small town without any reason. Of course I have to ask you."
Ren Qianzhu stared at Zhao Layue and said harshly, "You can't answer or you dare not answer? Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you are the peak master of Aoyama! "
Some of the cultivators participating in the auction wanted to explain why Zhao Layue showed up here, but they couldn't speak under the pressure of the elder in the Huashen State.
As a gust of wind arose, the chief commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Zhang Yi 'ai, had finally arrived. He walked to the back of Ren Qianzhu and said something to him in a low voice.
Ren Qianzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the pressure he exuded lessened a bit.
The disciples of the Zhongzhou School and the officials of the Pure Heaven Bureau had also arrived, and learned the reason for the event.
The Three-Purities Grass was one of the auction items at the Precious-Ware Pavilion last night.
The whole Cultivation circle knew that Zhao Layue needed the Three-Purities Grass to break through the Free Travel State. As such, it was natural for her to show up here.
The Aoyama Sect had been looking for the Three-Purities Grass for many days.
"First come, first served."
Gu Qing said calmly, "What the senior master should ask is why Big Brother Lo Huainan happened to show up in this city last night, instead of us."
This sentence was very reasonable, but also very unreasonable.
It was because Lo Huainan was already dead, so he couldn't answer the question.
"How do you explain the sword will of Aoyama?"
Ren Qianzhu withdrew his energy, but he was still staring into Zhao Layue's eyes, ready to strike her at any moment.
He was a swordsman in the upper limit of the Huashen State. No matter how talented Zhao Layue was, she would have no choice but to accept her death.
Those disciples of the Zhongzhou School also looked at the top floor, their eyes filled with alarm and anger.
Zhao Layue didn't answer the question. What the Zhongzhou School heard in response was … countless whistling sounds of swords.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! A dozen sword lights illuminated the sky above Guiyun City.
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