The disciples of the "Ghost Sect" either died or fled. Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Jing Hua slowly walked to the front of the hut.

"In the 'Mermon Academy' Jing Hua, senior brother is..."

The male cultivator of the foundation-building retracted the magic weapon and bowed to answer, "Yang Junjie, I am ashamed of the word "Senior Brother Jing". I don't dare to take it. Senior Brother Jing doesn't have to be polite."

Yang Junjie was very respectful and had a very sincere attitude.

Although Jing Hua is not famous in the sect, his opponent's spiritual and martial arts practices are clearly in the same way. Although the "Fire Thunder Sect" ranks the seniority in enlightenment, facing his fellow disciples with outstanding combat power, except for a few relatives, no one is embarrassed to be a "senior brother".

Jing Hua nodded, not caring about the details.

"This place has been exposed, not a place of speech, we must leave immediately."

Yang Junjie nodded and said yes.

In a fierce battle just now, three disciples of the "Fire Thunder Sect" died. The sect was destroyed, and the enemy cultivators would make a comeback at any time, but their own side had no support.

Everyone hurriedly cleaned the battlefield and collected remaining items. Two foundation-building monks of the "Ghost Sect" were killed by Jing Hua. He found three magic weapons, plus a few miscellaneous items. After calling back the rice ball, everyone set off together and quickly left Jukun City.

Being in the sphere of influence of the "Ghost Sect", everyone was unwilling to chat. Fortunately, this place was originally the "Huo Lei Gate". Some disciples knew the roads and chose some remote paths to walk. Everyone walked south for most of the day without stopping, climbing over several hills in succession, and a dilapidated ancestral temple appeared.

As it was getting darker, Yang Junjie laid a few yellow magic snails outside, and everyone entered the ancestral temple to rest.

The ancestral temple has been left unattended for a long time, and the ash on the table is more than half an inch thick. Only half of the statue collapses, and there are spider webs and rubbles everywhere under the table. In order to hide the traces, everyone has not set off fireworks, and everyone sits silently around the altar, thinking about their future plans.

Jing Hua greeted Chai Hong and asked: "Senior Brother Yang, I was chased by the 'Ghost Sect' before, and I was desperate and did not return to Huoyun Valley. What is the current situation of the sect? I heard rumors that the Huoyun Valley Mountain Gate formation was broken, what happened?"

Yang Junjie looked ashamed and his voice was very low.

"Shame... I was defended by Gubei at that time, and I didn't know the details in the valley. A few months ago, the mountain gate formation was as solid as a golden stone. The "Wanjianmen Gate" and the "Ghost Sect" successively took shape. The so-called attack was more like dealing with errands. On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the formation collapsed inexplicably. It seemed that the other party knew in advance and suddenly attacked fiercely..."

Yang Junjie's face twitched, and he paused and continued, "...The scene was chaotic that day, and many monks came in to kill and set fire. We hid in the valley, but we really couldn't escape, so we fought. According to the escaped fellow disciples, it was Elder Qu who sneaked into the head and removed the mountain protection formation by himself. I don't know whether it was true or false..."

"...The other side has many people. I was in danger several times and almost died in the valley. Later, I didn't know what happened, but most of the enemies rushed towards the "College Academy" and I took the opportunity to escape..."

“That’s it…”

Jing Hua nodded slightly, feeling thoughtful.

"Uncle Jing..."

The disciple of Juling next to him interrupted, "...... I heard from Senior Sister Peng that Elder Fang was back and went to rescue Elder Xiao, Elder Shen and others. The other party mobilized people to block the enemy, but the loopholes appeared in the surround..."

Jing Hua was stunned: "Senior Sister Peng?"

"Senior Sister Peng was hit by a bone spur before and is no longer here..."

Jinghua shook his head and continued to ask, "Senior Brother Yang, there is a Liang Yuan, Master Liang in the 'Park Jung-yuan'. Have you seen it?"

"Junior Brother Liang...hehe...Liang Yuan, he was sent to guard the valley back and didn't hear any news about him..."

Chai Hong suddenly whispered: "Uncle Liang, I, and Junior Brother Shi, are stationed at the valley entrance in the south. As soon as the formation was broken, many monks rushed in, and we were separated..."

"Junior Brother Shi? Shi Dagen? Do you know where they are?"

Chai Hong nodded, then shook her head again.

Jing Hua sighed softly and stopped asking questions. How could he finish the eggs when he broke the nest? He could only hope that they would turn bad luck into good fortune and escape as soon as possible.

"Senior Brother Yang, I used to be stationed in Tiantai City and was attacked by the "Wanjianmen" and "Ghost Sect" in a row, but I was separated from Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Pei and the others. I escaped by luck, and then I kept hiding and hiding. I wonder what the situation of Senior Brother Qin and the others?"

Yang Junjie shook his head and replied softly: "Oh... the cities outside the Huoyun Valley are not peaceful, Wutuo City and even the army are full of troops... As far as I know, only Senior Brother Qin and Senior Sister Xu escaped with only a few people. Return to the sect, and other senior brothers... I don't know..."

Jing Hua was silent for a moment, turned around and asked, "The enemy is powerful, and hiding here will sooner or later be discovered. It is not a long-term solution. Brother Yang, what are your plans in the future?"

Yang Junjie smiled bitterly and said, "On the day when the formation was broken, many disciples of the sect died, and more people escaped. We hid from all over the world to see if there was a possibility of recovery in the sect. After all, the situation was chaotic that day, and the elder Wei and Elder Xiao were all in danger of death..."

The disciple next to him interjected: "Uncle Yang, Elder Fang is also escaped... According to Senior Sister Peng, many disciples witnessed him appearing and injured the elder of the "Ghost Sect" with one move..."

Yang Junjie nodded, with a hint of spirit on his face.

"Yes... and Elder Fang... Unfortunately, Ligu County can't tolerate us now. I plan to travel around Zhongnan Road to investigate the whereabouts of Master Wei and the others. The "Huo Lei Sect" has established a sect for thousands of years, and it will not decline. Brother Jing, what about you?"

"Jing and his family were separated and just got a little clue a few days ago. I will go find them first and then make plans later."

"oh......"

Yang Junjie couldn't hide his disappointment and lowered his head and stopped talking.

Some "Uncle Jing" took the lead in proposing that the remaining disciples had no burden and talked about their plans. Some wanted to go home, some wanted to join relatives, and some were like Yang Junjie, who wanted to go far away, or search for clues of the sect, or switch to casual cultivators.

The stars are changing, and the sky is dim.

The monks of the "Fire Thunder Gate" stood up. They left the ancestral temple and said goodbye to each other.

Looking at his fellow disciples who were leaving, Jing Hua couldn't help but sigh.

Things in the world are impermanent, and the seemingly powerful "Fire Thunder Gate" collapsed in a blink of an eye. As strong as Wei Qingfeng and Fang Zhengyang, it would be difficult to reverse the decline. If it hadn't been forgot to leave in advance, it would be difficult to stay in Huoyun Valley.

The sect is now destroyed, which saves a lot of trouble. The two elders have settled in Tokaido, so they should go to meet as soon as possible. The most convenient way to get from Jukun City to Tokaido is to take the water route.

Thinking of this, Jing Hua no longer delayed. He changed his clothes slightly and rushed towards the nearest pier.

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Southern Xinjiang Road, Dianzhou, Luluo Village.

The old and young people in the village knelt quietly, and occasionally a child cried, and his parents immediately put his mouth on his mouth with the corner of his clothes. A tall female cultivator stood at the entrance of the village. Her face was narrow, her eyes were cold, and she held a picture scroll in her hand.

"I saw it clearly, is it him?"

Village chief Li Laogen knelt on the ground, his head splattered with blood on his forehead.

"Yes...yes...you...you are the immortal, it is this martial artist. He heard that the wild beasts were moving, and later went to Cangmang Mountain..."

The female cultivator asked coldly: "He said he was a martial artist?"

Li Laogen actually couldn't remember the past, but the "Supreme Immortal" in front of him was cruel and ruthless. He killed several young and strong people in the village in a disagreement. How dare he say a little more?

"Yes... it's what he said himself... He comes from Qicheng, a martial artist in the city..."

"snort!"

Zhang Jing snorted coldly, turned around and left quickly.

She was sent by her master Pan Changshuo to search for clues about "Niu Zhongling". After several months, the female cultivator's footprints were spread all over the northern end of the southern Xinjiang Road, but there was still no obvious progress.

Zhang Jing knew in her heart that Pan Zhi was the master’s beloved son. If he couldn’t find the murderer, he would never let things go. If he was a little negligent, he would definitely suffer when he went back.

The "Bamboo Immortal Sect" spread manpower and material resources, searching everywhere like a needle in a haystack. Zhang Jing was in the middle to support him, and based on the information sent from various places, he found clues.

The "criminal" seemed to have walked from north to south, and then from south to north, and stayed in the "Sky Rain Secret Realm" for a long time. His surname was Niu, his surname was Kong, his surname was worshipped by "Datong Store", and his martial arts master Qicheng looked down on the face behind him.

Zhang Jing was secretly cruel in her heart. "Niu Zhongling" and "Niu Zhongling", where are you?

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