Chapter 514

The wind chime of the star picking building is ringing gently.

The wind chimes of another building not far away are all cracked.

The mountain gate array of the hanging bell sect has been fully opened, and the atmosphere is depressed and tense. There are slight waves in the Liming lake, with a feeling of wind and rain.

More than ten elders of the hanging bell sect stood in the building, their faces very ugly, but not all of them were in this mood.

More than a dozen representatives of various sects also came, feeling a little heavy, but they couldn't see anything on their faces.

The body of Deyuan spring was on the floor. No one moved, and it remained the same as when it first died.

Blood flowed from the back of his head and had spread several feet around.

The real horror is the hole in his face, which runs from the nose to the back of his head. It looks terrible.

Such a strange wound, no matter what Yuanying or sword ghost, there is no time to escape.

The old prince stood beside the body of Deyuan spring, bent and expressionless. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The building is very quiet.

I don't know how long it took, the old Tai Jun finally got up and sent out a clear bell in his body, which was a symbol that his kung fu had been practiced to the realm.

She slowly turned around and looked at why not admire her. Her voice was flat without any emotion and said, "qingshanzong deceives people too much."

Hearing this, several elders of the hanging bell sect looked at why not, and their eyes were full of resentment and anger.

The leaders and elders of all sects also feel that... Qingshan sect is indeed too much.

After all, this is the family business of the hanging bell sect. How can we interfere and even kill people in vain?

The most unreasonable thing is, didn't you give Lao Taijun a day to choose? Why did you do it so suddenly?

"Old Taijun is full of blood."

Why don't Mu ran say, "we have been talking with daze Zuo Yushi. What's the matter with us?"

Zuo Yushi from daze smiled bitterly and said, "yes, Lao Taijun, I guarantee that all the Taoist friends of Qingshan were there before."

The old gentleman looked expressionless, lifted his crutch and gently knocked down the floor.

The floor trembled slightly.

The head of Deyuan spring split like a flower petal, and then turned into pieces.

Lao Taijun didn't go crazy. She didn't do it, but the residual sword idea hidden in Deyuan spring's head.

Those residual sword ideas disappeared in the air and still left traces.

"If the old man's perception is correct, this should be the meaning of Castle Peak sword, and this sword technique should be the cangniao sword formula of yunxingfeng."

The old Taijun looked at him. Why not admire his face and said expressionless, "killing people doesn't even do some concealment. Your sect is too arrogant."

Why don't you still have the same look of admiration, and say, "maybe it's the remnant of peace, maybe it's the assassin of the old forest."

The old prince stared into his eyes and said, "who knows what relationship you have with Taiping?"

Why not say: "the devil of peace, everyone can kill him. What can we have to do with him? Please be careful. "

The wrinkles on the old gentleman's face were deeper. It seemed that he was much older after only half a day.

"Since someone is dead, we must find out who the murderer is. Please stay with me for a few more days."

She looked at the practitioners of various sects in the building and said without expression.

This sentence is polite. The scenery of Liming lake is also good, but everyone knows that it is equivalent to house arrest in disguise.

Practitioners of all sects were unhappy, but looking at the headless body on the floor, no one said anything.

Deyuanquan was the new patriarch chosen by the old prince. As a result, he died miserably as soon as he appeared in the practice world. No one would give up.

But will qingshanzong people stay here?

Dozens of eyes with different emotions fell on why not admire.

According to the style of Qingshan sect, he will never accept the requirements of Xuanling sect, not to mention that Lao Taijun has directly identified that this matter is related to them.

No one thought, why not accept it.

He took Lin Yingliang and other three shiyuefeng disciples to the outside of the building, leaving a low voice in the building.

"Why go? I've seen flowers and plants, open fire and dark fire in the peak for so many years. What's wrong with staying here to see the excitement? "

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When the new patriarch deyuanquan died, the Qingxin meeting naturally ended hastily, but both the representatives of various sects and those scattered practitioners were left behind.

The way of hanging bell sect is simple, that is, the big array hidden in the scenery of lakes and mountains.

Two years ago, the mountain gate array of Xihai sword sect was easily broken by the green mountain sect because immortal Taiping sneaked into Shaoming island and destroyed the array pivot.

Now the practitioners want to leave unless they can find the pivot under the surveillance of the hanging bell sect and destroy it.

The hanging bell sect does not allow people to leave, but it does not prohibit practitioners from communicating at will. Obviously, it is not worried about this.

The young monk of Guocheng Temple went to inquire about some news, returned to the courtyard, shook his head and said, "it is said that the man died miserably."

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and sighed.

The young monk didn't know why the master sighed and said, "it's said that elder he of the Qingshan sect and the old prince have fallen in love again."

The old monk looked at him and thought for a while. He didn't shut him up.

The young monk looked at Jing Jiu and said, "the old Taijun said that the Qingshan sect deceived people too much, and elder he replied that the hanging bell sect was bloody. Look, the battle is really neat..."

Jingjiu thought that these two sentences were really like the couplets he had seen in the book before. Unexpectedly, why not admire them? They had a kind of ability and some appreciation.

The young monk then said, "I don't know when the murderer can be found... Don't look at me like that. I know it's not the immortal master of Qingshan sect. I'm just curious. Who can do it quietly. By the way, do you think there will be dead? I don't think so. "

The old monk couldn't help sighing and thought he should shut you up.

The young monk touched his head and thought, what's the matter today? Why does Master sigh again and again?

Sometimes it's called a prophecy, sometimes it's called crow mouth.

In short, there was another murder on the Bank of dawn lake that night.

A senior elder of the hanging bell sect died in the night. His body fell into the lake and startled several white geese.

The young monk hurried out and came back in a short time. With some regret, he said, "he died too thoroughly and could not be saved. That assassin is really powerful."

The death as like as two peas in the face of the emperor's death is almost the same as that of the German Yuan Quan.

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu again and sighed again.

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In the next few days, the atmosphere around Liming lake became more tense and the disciples of the hanging bell sect became more vigilant, but they still couldn't stop the murders from happening.

Whether in the cave or on the island in the middle of the lake, there are dead people everywhere, and the dead are important figures in the hanging bell sect.

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and sighed.

No matter how naive the young monk is, he can understand at this time. He just doesn't understand how he did it because he hasn't been out of the courtyard these days.

Well nine's face was a little pale and went back to the house to meditate and rest.

ADA knew that his sword cost too much and was distressed, so he didn't climb over his head to sleep.

Looking at the closed door, the young monk frowned and said, "master, are we an accomplice?"

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The mountain gate array has been opened and liming lake has been sealed. Everyone knows that the terrible assassin can't come from the outside, but is hidden among the guests.

The problem is that the assassin is too powerful. Don't say that no one saw him. He didn't even leave a trace.

The bells at the top of the eaves and corners all over the mountains did not ring once, and the elders and strong men of the hanging bell sect died silently.

The most bizarre night before yesterday, the two elders of the grid hall died at almost the same time at the East and West ends of Liming lake.

People were shocked and thought, is there more than one assassin? Or is the assassin's body method strange and unpredictable to this extent?

More and more strange conjectures and constant dead people frightened many disciples, but for some people in the hanging bell sect, this is the best thing.

There have always been many people supporting Lord Chen in the hanging bell sect, but they didn't dare to stand up because of the authority of the old Taijun and the tough measures of the elders. Now those elders are dead. Who else can stop the surging undercurrent of the hanging bell sect from breaking through the ground?

Late one night, a highly qualified elder came to the star picking building to see Lao Taijun.

"We all know where this situation comes from. Please remove the big array and release the patriarch as soon as possible."

The old Taijun's voice was still without emotion: "now the hanging bell sect has been bullied by outsiders. Do you want to help those outsiders speak?"

The elder's voice was low and did not shrink back. He said, "the patriarch has been married to Liming lake for many years. How can she be an outsider?"

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As those elders were killed, the strength comparison between the two factions of the hanging bell sect finally reversed.

But everyone knows that Lao Taijun will never accept failure like this.

The practitioners who came to the heart clearing meeting were nervous and curious waiting for the final outcome of the story.

Why not sit in the hall with the three shiyuefeng disciples every day and gossip with acquaintances of daze and Jingzong. It's really like watching the excitement.

Daze Zuoyu envoy and Jingzong Changshi thought he was using this method to prove that Qingshan had nothing to do with this matter. Only he knew what he was preparing.

On the fourth morning, it finally happened.

The bell on the Bank of the dawn Lake moves, and the aura of heaven and earth dances with it, producing countless invisible whirlpools.

Some scattered practitioners with lower levels could not bear the change of aura. They turned pale and rushed to the lake and kept vomiting.

As the bell rang, the array shrouded a small courtyard. Dozens of Xuanling sect disciples surrounded the courtyard to ensure that no one could leave. The old gentleman held his crutch and walked slowly to the courtyard. Hearing the news, practitioners from various sects also rushed over. The hanging bell sect did not hide their intention and let them stand around. The door of the small courtyard was pushed open. The young monk looked at the formation outside and was startled. He said, "Sir, this is......" the old Taijun ignored him and walked into the small courtyard without looking at the old monk. He went directly to the monk wearing a hat“ You are indeed, as the rumor says, both the sword and people are fast, and you can't even perceive the old man's life bell in advance. " She looked at the monk and said, "but you underestimate my hanging bell sect." The flying sword that killed people on the Bank of Liming Lake these days is really strange and fast, but if you kill more, it will always leave some traces. The large array of the hanging bell sect kept narrowing down according to those traces. Finally, when the flying sword killed again last night, it alerted the old prince's life bell. The monk in the hat lowered his head and didn't speak. The practitioners outside the hospital were very nervous, thinking what would happen if this hat was taken off? Daze Zuoyu envoy and Jingzong Changshi looked at it and found that he looked a little dignified. They couldn't help clicking in their hearts. They knew that it was really done by Qingshan sect. The old prince looked at the monk wearing a hat, thought about the other party's strange body method and the rumors in the practice world in the past two years, and took a deep breath“ Jingjiudao friend, you are not in Qingshan retreat, but you hide here as a monk of Guocheng temple. What do you want? " Listen to this, all the practitioners couldn't help shouting! The monk wearing a hat is actually qingshanjing nine! Why did he come to the hanging bell sect to kill? When people think of what they said the other day, they find that it is a matter of course—— There are only three visitors to Shenmo peak these years, Tong Yan, Bai Zao and de se, the young master of the hanging bell sect. When Tong Yan visited Shenmo peak, Jing Jiu was still trapped in the snow, which means that only Bai Zao and de se Se were foreign guests he personally received. The whole practice world knows the relationship between Jing Jiu and Bai Zao. It is conceivable that he has a relationship with Desser. How can he not come when Desser has an accident Hearing the old prince's words, why not squint and tremble the hand behind him. He was not nervous or afraid, but kneaded the sword formula and informed Lin Yingliang and other three shiyuefeng disciples to start. The level of these three disciples is not high, and the strongest Lin Yingliang is wuzhangzhong. He knows that once there is a war, he is afraid of accidents, but where can he care so much. Under everyone's gaze, the monk raised his right hand and took off his hat, revealing his face. Seeing that face, why not admire some accidents, but my mind relaxed a lot, and the sword formula pinched by my right hand also loosened. The yard is quiet. The atmosphere was a little awkward. The monk's face is beautiful, but not perfect. Then he is not Jing Jiu. He Kan looked at the old prince and asked seriously, "I'm a monk of Guocheng temple. Why can't I be here?"（ This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this someplace, they have stolen our translation