After the master's ascension

The closest to Nanling Rongsheng Mansion is Zhuzhou County.

In an ordinary courtyard in Zhuzhou County, Yin Yuanshan, the chief seat of Yao Pavilion, is studying a mixture of shredded paper and ashes.

He picked up the pile of ashes with a silver rod, looked carefully for a while, then straightened up and sighed: "The Rong Sheng Mansion is really... not a single piece left!"

The attendants beside him didn't dare to breathe, they just handed him the handkerchief for cleaning hands tremblingly.

At this moment, Fu Wuzhan rushed in covered in blood and mud.He knelt down on one knee and reported the situation to Yin Yuanshan: "My lord, the battlefield has basically been cleaned up, without missing anything. Do you want to deal with it as soon as possible?"

Yin Yuanshan was still looking at the pile of ashes regretfully, he waved his hand and said, "Let's deal with it then."

"However..." He paused slightly, and said, "Has the deputy commander ever seen traces of using formations on the battlefield? Or has someone used formations, talismans and the like?"

Fu Wuzhan recalled it for a moment, and resolutely reported: "Return to the leader, there is no... The technique of formation and talisman is quite special. If anyone has seen it, they will definitely report it."

Yin Yuanshan pondered for a moment, and without turning his head, he ordered: "You go down first."

As a result, just after Fu Wuzhan left, another person rushed in rashly in the rain.

Before the Ling Hao people arrived, the voice came first: "Master Changzuo! That Linwu Valley is simply too hateful!"

He rushed in angrily, wiped the rainwater from his face, saluted Yin Yuanshan hurriedly, then gritted his teeth and complained: "I'll ask them why the Black Jue Stone was dug into such a big hole. They Said that Pingshan Yijian Road Qi Yan once came to beg for a chisel, and also asked to make it look like a dagger."

He seemed to recall something, and said with a livid face: "I argued with them, how can such things be easily given to someone who doesn't know the details? They are all right, all of them are very reasonable! What are you talking about? , if Linwu Valley is flattened with one sword, can we make us pay..."

Yin Yuanshan didn't take his complaint to heart. He grasped the point and asked, "Lu Qilan? Have you checked who this is?"

Ling Hao reluctantly ended his chatter, and replied: "Lu Qixuan's origin is unknown, only that he is Wei Qian's apprentice. Not long ago, he and Wei Qian both ascended to the ascension, and another junior was being arrested Wanted on the bounty list."

Yin Yuanshan raised his eyelids and said, "Oh? His junior brother?"

Ling Hao understood the meaning of Chief Yin, and continued: "The man's name is Lu Wangyu, a major general of the Dasheng court, and he joined Wei Qian when he was 15 years old. Now he is wanted by the whole world."

Yin Yuanshan closed his eyes, he pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his pupils.

He said: "Take people to contact various sects and factions, and hunt down Lu Wangyu with all your strength. Remember, you must live."

Ling Hao didn't understand why, so he hesitated for a moment, but for the first time, he didn't ask, but respectfully said: "Yes, sir."

Ling Hao pushed the door out, and happened to meet Ning Zhi raising his hand as if to knock on the door, and he shouted happily: "Senior Sister Ning! You're back!"

Before Ning Zhi could answer, he said again on his own: "Ah! Your Excellency asked me to inform the sects, Senior Sister, we will talk later..."

Ning Zhi saw him leave in a hurry without even closing the door.

This kid is really frizzy.

She sighed inwardly, then knocked on the door frame firmly.

Yin Changzuo's voice came from inside the room: "Ning Zhi, come in..."

Ning Zhi straightened her body, she stepped forward, and respectfully gave a disciple salute: "My lord, all the people who were sent away by Rong Sheng's mansion a few days ago have been identified, and they are all in Linyu City at this time. Put people under strict watch."

Yin Yuanshan turned his head to look at her, with a strange look in his eyes, he asked, "Oh? Keep it under strict supervision...why didn't you just bring her back for interrogation?"

Although it seemed to be just a question with a normal tone, the waiter beside him obviously knew that Yin Changzuo was worried, so he bowed his head in fear and remained silent.

Ning Zhi didn't seem to feel the discomfort of the old man in front of her, she replied without changing her expression: "The disciples have found out that the ones who left were all old, weak, women and children, and bringing them back for interrogation will take time and effort, I'm afraid they still have nothing. Income."

She bowed and saluted, pleading guilty: "So this disciple made the decision without authorization and left a team of people in Linyu City to guard secretly. If there is any change, it will not be too late to act."

Yin Yuanshan stared at her fixedly, expressionless, and did not say a word.

Ning Zhi still maintained the posture of apologizing, and bowed respectfully.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.The waiter beside him didn't even dare to breathe. Both of them were ancestors, and both of them were existences that could not be blamed. He was afraid that he would die if he was not careful.

After a while, the silence of the room was finally broken by two muffled laughter.

Yin Yuanshan seemed to be a different person. He smiled kindly and narrowed his eyes. He held Ning Zhi's arm and asked her to stand up.

There were deep laugh lines in the corners of his eyes, and he said: "Ning Zhi, you are still too soft-hearted! But young people, innocent and emotional, I, an old man, can still understand."

He took two steps slowly, knocked Ning Zhi and said, "According to the rules, you will be punished for such self-assertion. However, I already have a clue here, so it doesn't matter on Lin Yucheng's side. I will also give you the punishment." no.

"However, you have to make up for your mistakes."

Hearing this, Ning Zhi quickly raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his eyelashes, and respectfully thanked him: "Thank you, Chief Yin, I wonder what Master Chief wants Ning Zhi to do?"

Yin Yuanshan's eyes were full of complacency. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Rong Sheng's mansion had a clever plan. They did burn all the classics in the library. But I know that the most important part must be preserved. exist."

Ning Zhi thought for a moment, and said: "So, you asked me to track down those people who left Rong Sheng's mansion a few days ago..."

Yin Yuanshan shook his head, he waved his hands and explained: "It won't be in their hands. It's too obvious, and it's useless."

He suddenly mentioned the previous incident, and said: "Ning Zhi, do you remember that in Nineteen Fragrances, I once said that someone used the formation technique to rob the demon clan?"

Ning Zhi recalled: "You also said that this person's formation skills are superior to Senior Brother Ling Zhou's."

There was a flash of light in Yin Yuanshan's eyes, and he said slowly: "Exactly, this shows that there are unknown masters of formation in Rong Sheng's residence. But Fu Wuzhan told me that no one in the Nanling battlefield has ever used the formation technique ..."

"Rong Sheng's mansion must have saved something. This formation master didn't participate in the battle, so what we want must be on him."

Ning Zhi frowned, and she asked, "But there are so many people, how can I find this person?"

Yin Yuanshan straightened his sleeves carefully, and he gave a method: "Find that person named Lu Wangyu."

He raised his head, stared at Ning Zhi, and said: "There is news from Linwu Valley that besides them, only one person named Lu Qixiu owns the tool that can cut the Nineteen Fragrance Black Jue Stone."

"Lu Qilan has already ascended, the most likely person who owns the dagger, or knows its whereabouts, is only his junior brother——Lu Wangyu."

Yin Yuanshan made a final decision, and said: "Finding Lu Wangyu is the key to finding that formation master."

Ning Zhi knelt down on one knee and said sonorously, "The disciple takes orders!"

The torrential rain in Nanling was still falling, day and night for half a month.

It was already late at night when Ning Zhi arrived at the battlefield that was still full of blood.Fu Wuzhan was still directing his subordinates, doing the final cleaning work.

Seeing the chief of Yao Pavilion coming, Fu Wuzhan panicked.

Could it be that I reported the completion of the task in advance and was discovered by Yin Changzuo?Could it be that Ning Zhi was sent by the chief to inspect it?

He bit the bullet and stepped forward, and said politely with fear: "I don't know what's the business of Chief Ning coming late at night?"

Ning Zhi also politely returned the salute, and said, "It's nothing, I just came over to take a look before leaving."

"By the way..." She looked at the baggage in her hand, but said nothing more.

Fu Wuzhan followed her, saw her find an open place, unfolded the bundle, and took out two requiem lamps.

"Tsk..." Fu Wuzhan couldn't hold back any longer. He took a step forward and carefully persuaded, "Well, Chief Ning may not know. Although there are 3000 people in Rong Sheng's mansion, they are all mortal soldiers. We Yao The disciples of the pavilion count as ten, and the casualties are not large..."

He glanced at the two lamps on the ground, and said tactfully, "I don't need this peace lamp..."

Tranquility lamp, also known as Changming lamp.It is used to calm the blood, and those who sacrifice to the past will not be able to get a thousand pieces of gold.

Ning Zhi had already lit the flame, she stood up slowly, and said, "Sacrificing siblings, also offering sacrifices to opponents."

Fu Wuzhan's breath stagnates.

He seemed to have grasped Ning Zhi's braids at once, and he gained confidence in an instant, accusing him righteously: "What is Chief Ning's intention this time? Is it to sacrifice to Rong Sheng's mansion? You are collaborating with the enemy!"

Ning Zhi completely ignored Fu Wuzhan's jump.

She stared at the dark and empty rain curtain, and her words were sonorous.

"The 3000 people in Rong Sheng's mansion fought bloody Nanling, and none of them retreated or surrendered."

She turned around, looked directly at Fu Wuzhan with dark eyes, and asked, "How can such an opponent be disrespectful, and how can he not sacrifice?"

Fu Wuzhan was suddenly speechless.