The last mortal immortal

All the past events are vivid in my mind, and Ye Wanling's voice and smile keep popping up in my mind.

Lu Li tremblingly held his head, his red eyes already filled with tears.

He hated, hated why he didn't try his best to stop Ye Wanling from coming here. Even if he tried his best to be punished by the sect, he couldn't let him come!

He hated his own powerlessness even more. If he was strong enough and would not be seriously injured in the battle with Wei Ji, then he could accompany Ye Wanling here. If he was here, why would he be like this, leaving himself alone to hold the dead man in his arms.

"No, it's missing. Her body is missing, and her favorite sword is missing. Where did it go..." Lu Li held her head and searched around frantically.

He opened the corpses one by one, but all he got was disappointment. No matter how hard he searched, he could not find Ye Wanling's body.

Lu Li didn't believe that the enemy would destroy the remaining body of Ye Wanling. Since the head was left alone, it was clear that they were coming for the two of them, so the body would not be destroyed so simply.

"How could this be? I will find your body and kill everyone related to this matter!" Lu Li shouted angrily, and his crazy voice spread throughout the woods.

At the same time, the Yun Juezong disciples who followed also saw the tragic scene below. Soon someone notified the resident monks to come for support. Seeing Lu Li holding his head and continuing to walk towards the dense forest, a disciple quickly stepped forward. Stopped: "The situation is unknown, we can't go deeper into the woods to avoid another tragedy!"

However, all he met was Lu Li's eyes filled with murderous intent: "Get away!"

The disciple who blocked him trembled slightly in his heart, and moved away unconsciously. He didn't dare to stop him in the slightest, and could only watch Lu Li walking into the woods step by step.

The smell of blood was still strong. Lu Li dispersed his consciousness and walked slowly into the dense forest. Soon, he found six mutilated corpses of Yun Juezong monks beside a stream. Among them were the Qi Condensation stage disciples. , and even the powerful ones in the Spiritual Sea stage, no one was spared from the enemy's attack.

By the stream, two pieces of sparkling artifacts were broken into pieces among the rocks. Lu Li hurriedly ran over and saw that the broken object was the Nianli Sword that he had personally refined, but now the spirit sword no longer had the same shape as before. The spirituality of the sword has even lost its owner.

"The sword never left her body. She was killed here!" Lu Li panicked and hugged the broken sword into his arms. Just as he was about to get up and continue looking for the body, a strange aura suddenly appeared in his consciousness. It is an existence that is disgusted by spiritual energy and is incompatible with it!

Lu Li quickly turned around and looked around, only to see a figure who was wrapped tightly in a coat and whose face was difficult to see clearly appeared in the dense forest behind him. Under the tight clothes, the other person's green eyes were particularly conspicuous.

"Mourning Spirit Clan!" Lu Li roared and rushed directly towards the figure. Several rays of light were shot out as the seals emerged from his hand.

As soon as the attack hit, the figure disappeared in an instant, as if the world had evaporated. All the formation techniques fired bombarded the trees, causing many giant trees to collapse suddenly.

"It's you again, the Magical Treasure of the Mourning Clan!" Lu Li had murderous intent in his eyes and wanted to continue searching. At this moment, three Spiritual Sea Stage monks wearing Yun Jue Sect costumes flew out of the air and headed towards Lu Li below. Li shouted: "Stop!"

"It's the Mourning Clan. He just appeared. I must capture him to avenge Ye Wanling!" After Lu Li finished speaking, he rushed into the dense forest without looking back. Unexpectedly, the monk above suddenly took action, counting The imperceptible silver needles struck at lightning speed. Even though Lu Li tried his best to dodge, he was still pierced into the body by all the silver needles.

For a moment, all the spiritual power in Lu Li's body was sealed by the silver needle. The power of his spiritual consciousness was forced back into the body and could not be separated from the body. Even the power of the physical body was forced back into the round wheel.

However, in the blink of an eye, Lu Li's cultivation was sealed, leaving him only a mortal!

"What are you doing? The Mourning Clan is here, and instead of hunting down the remnants of the Mourning Clan, you actually attack your own sect members!" Lu Li looked angrily at the three people walking slowly, without any fear in his eyes. There is only reluctance and overwhelming hatred.

"The sect has its own conclusion on this matter. Now you need to return to the sect with us and be interrogated!" One of the disciples said coldly, looking at Lu Li with eyes full of disdain and disgust, as if Lu Li had done something treasonous and unethical. generally.

"Interrogation?" Lu Li was shocked, and an ominous premonition came over him: "I am a disciple of the Yun Jue Sect. My Taoist companion was killed by the Mouling Clan. Why are you interrogating me?"

"You can save these words for your return to the sect and come with us!"

After saying that, the three disciples grabbed Lu Li and stepped on the flying sword before flying towards Yun Juezong.

Fifteen days later, Lu Li, who returned to Yun Jue Sect, failed to return to Chenyuan Pavilion as usual. The law enforcement disciples in the sect quickly threw him into the sect prison and imprisoned him.

Isolated from spiritual energy, darkened by the sun, and lost all cultivation, five iron chains locked Lu Li's hands, feet, and head tightly.

Lu Li had only seen such treatment in the sect's code. Only those who defected to endanger the sect, killed mortals for no reason, and colluded with the remnants of the Mourning Clan would be imprisoned in this way.

This was a conspiracy, a conspiracy against himself and Ye Wanling, but Ye Wanling had already died tragically, so he became the only target of being framed.

But Lu Li really couldn't figure out who had such great power that he could make even the upper echelons of the Yun Jue Sect think that he was colluding with the Mourning Clan.

Wei Ji who escaped? Ding Wangtian who was lucky enough to survive? Or are they the remnants of the Mo Dao Sect?

Lu Li couldn't find the answer. All he could do was wait quietly for the trial to come.

I don't know how much time passed, but Lu Li was dragged to the sect hall by ten law enforcement disciples. The long-lost sunshine failed to bring him any warmth, but only endless coldness and hatred.

In the main hall, five elders of Yun Juezong were sitting on both sides. The main seat was the current headmaster of Yun Juezong, Zhenren Xuanyun. Lu Li could hardly see these people in the past, but he didn't expect that he could see them once after being framed by a traitor today. So many strong men from the sect.

"Lu Li, do you know what happened?" Master Xuanyun asked slowly.

Although Lu Li was forcibly pushed down and knelt on the ground, there was no sign of submission in his eyes: "The remnants of the Mourning Clan killed my fellow sect members of the Yun Jue Sect, and even killed my Taoist companion. I was about to chase him, but you were stopped by me. Indiscriminately banning my cultivation and imprisoning me! This is all I know!"

"Presumptuous!" Mu Yun, the law enforcement elder, shouted coldly.

Master Xuanyun waved his hand and continued: "How can you believe one-sided words? Did you know that someone has seen what you did?"

"I do not know!"

"Okay, fellow Taoist Ji Yue from Luoyue Tower, please come in."

As he finished speaking, three Luoyue Tower monks were seen slowly walking in from outside the main hall. The leader, the long-bearded old man, was dressed in a white robe. There was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him as he walked. He seemed to have returned to his original nature, the realm of the Nascent Soul.

Lu Li turned around and saw a pair of young men and women following the old man who looked somewhat similar to Ye Wanling. The two looked at Lu Li with disgust in their eyes.

"Is he from the Ye family?" Lu Li thought to himself,

At this moment, Ji Yue took the lead and said, "Ye Ming, tell me everything you know."

"Disciple, I obey!" The young man responded and then walked to the center of the hall and said loudly: "Ye Ming in Xialuo Yue Tower, a month ago, the disciple happened to pass by Muyun Mountain when he was out training and saw with his own eyes this Taoist fellow Lu Li and a man. The remnants of the Ming Mourning Spirit Clan met secretly, and there seemed to be a deal. The disciple was discovered by them without noticing, and he managed to escape after a bloody battle. At the same time, he also took the magic weapon left by Fellow Daoist Lu, seniors, please take a look!"

With that said, Ye Ming took out a dull arrow from the storage bag. This object was the fine gold arrow refined by Lu Li himself!

Master Xuanyun nodded and asked, "Lu Li, do you have anything to say?"

"This object is indeed very similar to the fine gold arrow I refined, but it cannot be proved that I left it in the fight with this person. When the Xuanling Secret Realm was opened, I had a bloody battle with Ding Wangtian of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. At that time, there was a spirit The golden arrow was left there, but I couldn't take it back because I was sucked into the space crack. It seems that Ye Ming picked up my things and framed me! Please teach me Mingjian!" Lu Li said in a deep voice.

Before Master Xuanyun could speak, Ji Yue slowly walked forward and said with a smile: "So, do you know this thing? This is the magic weapon I got when I was hunting down the remnants of the Mourning Clan!"

A palm-sized compass was taken out from the opponent's hand. Although the compass was seriously damaged, many details of the weapon refining still remained.

The more Lu Li looked at it, the more shocked he became. Although he didn't recognize the magic weapon, he was very familiar with the method of refining the magic weapon. It was clearly made by Ning Yu!

He has studied weapon refining with Ning Yu for many years, and Lu Li will never admit his mistakes in many of the other party's details and habits.

Seeing Lu Li's expression, Master Xuanyun shook his head and said with some disappointment: "This is not the only magic weapon. The strong men in the sect strangled three remnants of the Mourning Spirit Clan in Muyun Mountain. The magic weapons they used were all It was refined by Ning Yu, and the casual cultivator Wei Ji who attacked Ye Wanling that day was also saved by Ning Yu's magic weapon. Lu Li, now, what else can you say?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the master will not cooperate with the Mouling Clan at all!" Lu Li said quickly: "I hope the master will understand clearly. Master has been in the sect for many years, how could he betray the immortal way and go with the Mouling Clan! It is certain that There’s something hidden!”

"If there are only one or two magic weapons that can still be explained, but they were all made by Ning Yu, even I can't explain it. Lu Li, you are a disciple of Yun Jue Sect after all. Tell the truth. Don't let it happen. I am in a dilemma." Master Xuanyun said in a deep voice.

Looking at the doubtful and disgusted eyes of everyone in the hall, Lu Li could no longer say the words he wanted to explain. He could only smile miserably and said: "Heh, Master, could it be that you want to seduce Master and I just because of a few magic weapons?" Are you guilty of this? We have never shown any disobedience in the Yun Juezong for many years, let alone harming innocent fellow disciples. Now that Ye Wanling’s body is still intact, have you already concluded that I colluded with the Mouling Clan?”

"How dare you continue to quibble!" Ji Yue stepped forward and glared at Lu Li: "The incident at Muyun Mountain has alarmed the entire lonely state. Even Huangji state has sent people to investigate. If you still protect the Mouling Clan, don't you want to Tell the truth, and then the entire Mozhou, and even the entire world of immortality, will not tolerate you!"

This is a naked threat. Maybe Master Xuanyun originally planned to continue investigating the theory of re-conviction, but now the matter has spread to the entire lonely state, including Huangji state. Soon, countless strong men from the sect will come to Yun Juezong in person. If Master Xuanyun just sat back and ignored Lu Li. When the time comes, Yun Juezong will probably be accused of covering up the Mouling Clan. Yun Juezong cannot bear this charge.

Wanting to understand the reason, Lu Li knew that he might not be able to escape, so he immediately knelt down to Master Xuanyun and said: "Headmaster, if it is for Yun Juezong, the disciple can die, but I hope the headmaster can find out the real murderer and avenge Ye Wanling. , Disciple will die without regrets!"