Brother, why is he like this?

Shen Lingyuan stood under the tree with his hands behind his back, smiling as he watched Ye Tan go away.

This place is right beside the river outside Penglai City. It is quiet and few people come here.

The wind blows from the water, blowing the willows on the bank.Shen Lingyuan stood obediently in place, quietly watching the pulsating water flow.

Obviously I have figured it out before, whether it is Jianzong or Mozu, it is no longer important, why now that the dantian has been repaired, it has started to be entangled again?

Shen Lingyuan shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and decided not to think about Jianzong and Moyu for the time being, and concentrate on accompanying Ye Tan to visit his former residence.

It's just that fate is never controlled by people.

There was a trace of coldness from behind, as if someone was looking at him maliciously.Sensing something strange, Shen Lingyuan turned around, and there was a person standing there at some point.

This person is wearing a Taoist robe with wide sleeves. The left side of the Taoist robe is white and the right is black. The two colors meet behind him to form a circle, which is exactly the pattern of Tai Chi Eight Diagrams.

Shen Lingyuan recognized it as Qianjimen's costume.

The person who came looked like a middle-aged scribe, with fair skin and a slight beard, but his eyes were black and clear, like a child.

Those eyes were supposed to be very agile, but when they were placed on a middle-aged man's face, they were indescribably strange and inconsistent.

The middle-aged man's dark eyes stared at Shen Lingyuan without blinking, but when he spoke, his voice was as old as an old man: "So you ran here."

Shen Lingyuan looked at the person warily, and said cautiously: "Your Excellency is from Qianjimen? Why are you looking for me?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer, but chuckled twice, with a flash of madness in his eyes, he approached Shen Lingyuan step by step, and stood still in front of him.

Shen Lingyuan looked over coldly without avoiding or retreating.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his expression had returned to normal, and he said hoarsely, "I advise you not to resist."

Shen Lingyuan sensed the danger, his expression changed, and he turned around to leave.Before he could take a step, a powerful force pressed over him, making him unable to move.He gritted his teeth to hold on, the middle-aged man looked impatient, and with a flick of his sleeve, Shen Lingyuan flew out, fell to the ground and disappeared.

Feeling that someone was coming with a sword, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, grabbed Ye Tan and flew towards Penglai.

……

In the Penglai Inn, several monks whispered:

"I never thought that the chief disciple of Jianzong would be this kind of person. He knows people and faces but doesn't know his heart."

"That's right, what's going on with the Sword Sect, unexpectedly let a member of the Demon Race sneak in, and even become the sect master's direct disciple, it's completely embarrassing."

"Fortunately, someone survived this time, so we know what he did. We didn't know it before..."

"Enough! Shut up!"

Before he could speak, he heard an angry cry.Several people turned their heads in unison, and saw a young man in white at the next table jumping up, his face full of anger.

The young man had a spirit sword in his hand, and he was wearing the costume of a disciple of the Sword Sect. It was Xin Yan.His cultivation was higher than those of the few monks who were gossiping just now, and they immediately fell silent.

Some people were not convinced, looked Xinyan up and down, and said mockingly: "Shen Lingyuan did it, so we can't say it?"

Xin Yan said aggressively: "Stop spitting out blood, my senior brother wouldn't do these things!"

The man snorted: "Whether he did it or not, we will know later. To tell you the truth, even the master of Qianjimen was alarmed, and he came to arrest Shen Lingyuan himself, and he couldn't escape."

Xin Yan's face turned pale when he heard the words, and he opened his mouth to say something, when he heard the shout from outside: "Shen Lingyuan has been caught!"

Xin Yan grabbed the sword in his hand and rushed out.

I saw a lot of monks pouring out of the teahouses and restaurants on the side of the road. They didn't wear the clothes of their sect, but disguised themselves as mortals and hid in every corner, waiting for this moment.

Xinyan saw a figure in red flashing past in the crowd, and his face was happy.Before he could yell out, there were boos around him: "Here we come!"

At the end of the long street, Jiang Hui, the master of Qianjimen, appeared in front of everyone carrying the unconscious Shen Lingyuan.

"It's him!" "This is Shen Lingyuan. I thought that the first disciple of Jianzong is so powerful, and his cultivation base is not high."

A man in a green shirt was lifted by Jiang Hui's wrist, with his head down, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Xinyan has never seen Senior Brother Shen so embarrassed, his hands were restrained, and his veins were pinched in other people's hands.There was still blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his clothes, which had never been stained with dust, were covered with dust, and the front was soaked with blood, leaving a dazzling and hideous mark.

Xinyan was sad and wronged again, her eyes were flushed.

At this moment, a clear female voice came from the crowd, and it was clearly heard by everyone over the noise: "What crime did my sect, Shen Lingyuan, commit to trouble the master of Qianji Sect to arrest him personally?"

As she spoke, she walked forward. The monks around her seemed to be facing an enemy, and they all made way for her. A woman in red appeared in front of Jiang Hui, standing proudly, with a cold expression on her face.

Jiang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Elder Dan Xiao!" Xin Yan cried out in surprise, and quickly came to Dan Xiao.He felt familiar when he saw the red figure in the crowd just now, and it really was Elder Dan Xiao.

Unexpectedly, Elder Dan Xiao also went to Penglai for Senior Brother Shen.

Everyone's eyes focused on Dan Xiao, they were quiet for a moment, and then began to discuss in a low voice.

Jiang Hui glanced across the crowd, and the noise gradually stopped.He stretched out his hand to touch Shen Lingyuan's back, and Shen Lingyuan slowly opened his eyes.

He first suffered the coercion of Yuan Ying's late stage, and then he was beaten by Jiang Hui's palm so that all his internal organs were displaced, and the pain was unbearable.At this moment, Jiang Hui forcibly awakened him again, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind buzzing continuously.Before he could figure out where he was, he heard a hoarse voice saying:

"Shen Lingyuan, you brutally slaughtered the whole family of Gu Jing, in front of Brother Lingxu, can you admit your mistake?"

Shen Lingyuan couldn't understand what this sentence meant for a moment.

Massacre all over the house?Ancient mirror school?When he left, the members of the Gujing faction were all fine, why did he admit his mistake?

During the long silence, everyone discussed again: "Why didn't you dare to admit it?" "If he doesn't refute, he has acquiesced. No need to say anything, just kill him."

Amid the yelling and cursing, Shen Lingyuan braced himself and slowly stood up straight, glanced at the people in front of him one by one, his eyes stayed on Dan Xiao and Xinyan for a moment, and said in a shy voice: "I haven't done it, how can I admit it?"

Xinyan saw the sorrow and astonishment in Shen Lingyuan's eyes clearly, and felt a pain in his heart, and the voice that came out was crying: "Why do you say that my senior brother killed the person!"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

A voice full of grief and indignation sounded, and someone came out more and more, stood in front of Shen Lingyuan, and asked, "Zhang Xuanling, do you still remember me?"

It was Ji Shaoyan.

He stared at Shen Lingyuan, his blood-red eyes were full of hatred and killing intent, as well as a trace of imperceptible regret.

Why did you save this person, why did you bring him back to the ancient mirror, why didn't you realize that he was a demon.

Why, still have a crush on him.

He stared at it for a moment, then suddenly turned around and said to the monks, "I am Ji Shaoyan of the Ancient Mirror Sect."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the crowd.

Ji Shaoyan seemed to be looking at the crowd, but he didn't seem to be looking anywhere, "...I found the injured Shen Lingyuan near the boundary wall that day, and brought him back to the ancient mirror for treatment. Who would have thought that this person concealed his identity as a demon, and first killed my sent Elder, after that, I wiped out my ancient mirrors!"

He passed out for no reason that day, and it was dusk when he woke up.The sky was about to get dark, and there was an unusual silence all around, and an unreasonable fear and uneasiness enveloped him.He thought something was going to happen to Shen Lingyuan, so he hurried back to the bamboo house, but was nailed in place by the scene in front of him.

There was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. His master and his brothers were all lying in a pool of blood. Their faces were ashen and their eyes were wide open, as if they had experienced extreme pain before they died.

Even the ground under his feet was soaked in blood, and the wind was filled with a pungent smell of blood.The fear of dying seized Ji Shaoyan, making him unable to move.

Among the corpses all over the ground, a man in black stood with his back facing him.At this moment, when he heard the voice and turned around, it was the person he was worried about on the road just now!

The man's eyes turned into scarlet vertical pupils, a red mole appeared between his brows, the black energy wrapped around his body seemed to be real, and the sword in his hand was already stained red with blood.

Ji Shaoyan's hands and feet were cold, his mind went blank, and he saw the man showing him a strange smile, dropped the sword in his hand, and then disappeared.

After a long time, he knelt down on the ground with a plop.After standing several times, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up. He crawled forward with his hands on the ground, crawled all the way over the corpse of his fellow disciple, and came to the sword.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he took the sword a few times before picking it up.

Kun Wu.

Ji Shaoyan held the sword, put it in front of Shen Lingyuan, stared into his eyes, and said in a hateful voice: "Is this your sword?"