If you are lucky enough to be reborn, develop first and then take revenge.

Seeing the painted Taoist friend standing in front of him alive, Xue Ling said doubtfully:

"You are a Taoist Painter! Who is the person being tracked by the Qingming Clan?"

The Taoist Painter found a chair and sat down at random, and said with a smile:

"Of course he is the real Elder Ping!"

"So, the one who caused the chaos, blew himself up and escaped was Taoist Ping alone!"

Fellow Taoist painters clapped their hands and nodded in recognition.

"Pavilion Master Xiao guessed it right. I have been hiding from the beginning. Fellow Daoist Ping has special magical powers and can create a clone."

Xiao Muyu shook her head and said:

"The Ruyi Sect is indeed not simple. You have been able to hide this matter for so long that even big sects like the Xinghe Sect don't know your true face. It seems that you have already prepared for it."

"Master Xiao Pavilion made a serious statement. Everyone in the sect can hide masters and secrets. Just like your Baiyun Sword Pavilion suddenly appeared, our four major sects have sent people to investigate, but we are not strong enough and have not been able to enter. So far, our sect master has let us know I’m shocked! Because she has passed Qi with other sects, and from the habit of using Qi, it can be seen that at least four of you Hedao monks have taken action. However, to the outside world, we only know that there are two. "

Xiao Muyu nodded and sighed:

"I told them to calm down a long time ago. There are still many attentive fellow Taoists!"

Xiao Muyu turned to ask:

"Why did Brother Hua steal the Qingming Clan's holy book? This must not be the first time Ruyi Sect has contacted the Qingming Clan!"

Fellow Hua Taoist suddenly fell silent, and Xiao Muyu didn't bother him. After hesitating for a moment, Taoist Painter resumed his smile.

"It's okay to tell you. Now let's take it as payment for being under someone else's roof."

As he spoke, he made tea for Xiao Muyu and Xue Ling.

"You still remember whose big tomb is up there, right?"

"Headmaster Zhao said he is a casual cultivator in the Saint King realm, named the Luohua Saint!"

The painter suddenly became sad and continued:

"The Luohua Sage is the founder of our Ruyi Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyu was shocked, beyond words for a short time.

"Our Ruyi Sect had a chance to become one of the Holy Lands. According to the ancient records left by the older generation, at that time the sect already had saints besides the founder Luohua Saint. We already had the strength to aspire to the Holy Land. It's just that Later, when the sect declined, it was moved here."

"Is that tomb really that of Saint Luohua?"

The painter nodded:

"According to ancient books, the cemetery only has the first floor. The second floor was later added by the sect's seniors. And the original intention of this cemetery was to hide the third secret world!"

Xiao Muyu asked:

"In other words, you knew the Qingming Clan from the beginning and understood them!"

The painter nodded:

"This Qingming tribe's holy scripture is the basis of their cultivation. However, this holy scripture was not created by them, but was snatched from them! I just intend to return it to its original owner."

"Many years ago, Saint Luohua was also a casual cultivator, but she cultivated to the holy realm in her lifetime. The Ruyi Sect she founded also produced many talents and became the leader among the holy sect. Later, when she went out again, Saint Luohua The person obtained a book of exercises, which later became the Holy Book. Later, when he was conquering other worlds in the Qingxuan Realm, the ancestor discovered this secret realm. At the beginning, there was this world and the Qingming Clan in the secret realm."

After a pause, she continued:

"The Qingming tribe at that time were just ordinary creatures, and they were brought back by the ancestor. Later, the ancestor taught them exercises and taught them magical powers. I hope that when they grow up, they can contribute to the Ruyi Sect. In the beginning, they did the same thing. . Until later, when the ancestor was seriously injured and returned home, they did not immediately prepare for the injury of the ancestor. Instead, they took the opportunity to steal the holy book and wanted to escape from the Ruyi Sect. The ancestor naturally did not allow them to steal the holy book and escape. So in the end There was a fight.”

"You have also guessed the ending. The ancestor died in another place. But she must have completed the seal in the end and separated this group."

Xiao Muyu couldn't help but sigh:

"However, the strength possessed by the Qingming Tribe is already beyond our reach!"

The Taoist painter smiled and said nothing. Xiao Muyu understood that what the Ruyi Sect was doing now did not plan to escape unscathed, but they would definitely not let the Qingming Clan regain the Holy Code.

"Fellow Taoist Hua, even though we have been investigated, it does not mean that they trust us. You are still not safe here."

The Taoist painter didn't take it seriously and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Our goal is that they can't find the Holy Scripture. As for whether they can escape, it depends on luck."

Xiao Muyu didn't say much, this room was big enough. No one came for a while. This Taoist painter's technique is also quite strange. Xiao Muyu is so close that it is difficult to feel her aura. It should be safe for now.

That night, Jingtianjian and Lingyunjian sat cross-legged opposite each other. The two of them have almost recovered from their injuries. Knowing that Ruyi Sect did this, these two people were also surprised. The two of them were holding back their strength, and the sword energy was looming in their bodies. If someone lit a fire at this time, they would definitely burn themselves.

The two members of the Xinghe faction only felt that it was now beyond their control, and they could not fight without provoking if they held on to their temper.

However, the night was not peaceful. As the destructive power of bursts of magical power spread, everyone knew that Fellow Taoist Ping had been discovered and was now fighting for his life.

"Aren't you going to help?"

The Taoist painter sneered:

"In the plan, we had no hope of survival. Let's see how far she can go!"

In the middle of the night, the roar disappeared. Xiao Muyu found out that he happened to know the returning Qingming tribesman, so he asked:

"Brother, have you caught the thief?"

This big man only thought that Xiao Muyu was implicated and said directly:

"The thief put up a strong resistance, but in the end he saw that he couldn't defeat him. He blew up all the magic weapons and then himself. Alas, the brothers who were chasing after him were seriously injured."

Xiao Muyu knew that most of the pursuers were at the Tao Lord level, and said doubtfully:

"Her cultivation level is no better than Hedao. How could she resist for so long and still hurt you?"

The big man sighed:

"She used secret techniques to forcefully improve her realm. Not only that, she had a holy weapon in her hand. In the end, because of the self-destruction of the holy weapon, the saint was seriously injured. If she hadn't self-destructed quickly, she would have been bruised and ashes!"

"Brother, now that this thief is gone, can we regain our freedom?"

The big man was very talkative and said with a smile:

"I think it's okay, but we have to wait for the elder's order to be conveyed."

Xiao Muyu nodded, "Okay, I'll wait!"

When he returned to the room, he saw fellow Taoist painter clenching his fists and furious. She got angry for a while and slowly let go of her hand. Killed several Taoists and injured a saint. This kind of record is very good, and it is considered a worthy death. The painting girl wiped her tears and said silently in her heart:

"Sister, have a good trip!"