After listening to Hou Yu's narration, Meng Qiuxuan took a deep breath and his eyes flickered slightly.
Although he has an upright temperament, it does not mean that he is brainless. Just after listening to Hou Yu's narration, he has already discovered one of the details.
"Those people have grudges against Murong Hui?"
Meng Qiuxuan looked at Hou Yu and said softly.
Hearing this, Hou Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said blankly: "I don't know, it's the first time I've seen those people."
"How could someone with such strength and no grievance and hatred carry out such a murderous act!"
Meng Qiuxuan took a deep breath and murmured.
Then he stood up suddenly and said directly to Hou Yu: "Let's go back to Dahui Country!"
After the words fell, Meng Qiuxuan took Hou Yu and headed straight for the Yinchun Sect.
At the same time, Li Zhe had already traveled dozens of miles. According to his current speed, it would still take more than half a month to reach the middle of Zhongzhou.
But there were still ten months before the headmaster Qin Yangzhuo helped refine the purple spirit jade, so Li Zhe was not in a hurry.
Along the way, Li Zhe kept his consciousness fully open, always paying attention to the movements around him.
Time passed slowly, and after traveling for about ten miles again, Li Zhe's eyebrows suddenly condensed and he looked to his left.
From a distance, Li Zhe seemed to feel a surge of spiritual power over there, as if there were monks fighting.
Li Zhe took a deep breath, and without any hesitation, he turned around, unfolded his body, and walked quickly towards the place where the battle was.
The location of the battle was only dozens of miles away from Li Zhe's location. Li Zhe had arrived here in less than a stick of incense at normal speed.
As soon as Fang arrived, Li Zhe saw a monk sitting in front of him, sitting on the ground in the distance, holding a string of rosary beads in his hand, and whispering like he was reciting some mantra.
And around the monk, there were four or five monks who were constantly attacking him.
The strength of that group of monks is not low, and they all have cultivation levels around the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm.
The sitting monk was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, but the strange thing was that no matter how the five people attacked, they could not break through the spiritual defense around the monk!
Li Zhe frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry to take action. He just watched the battle from a distance, wanting to see what the outcome would be.
At the same time, under the leadership of Meng Qiuxuan, Hou Yu returned to Dahui Kingdom again.
It's just that in today's Dahui Country, the spiritual power is obviously no longer as strong, and the spiritual power in the air has become extremely thin.
Meng Qiuxuan frowned and led Hou Yu into the palace.
After entering, they discovered that the entire land in the palace had been dug up, and the spiritual veins beneath it had all been dug away!
"It must be those casual cultivators who are really reckless!"
Seeing this scene in front of him, Hou Yu frowned, gritted his teeth, and cursed in a low voice.
Meng Qiuxuan didn't say anything, but took Hou Yu directly to the open space in front of the monarch's hall.
"Did Murong Hui ask you to deploy a defensive formation just like this?"
Meng Qiuxuan looked at Hou Yu and said softly.
Hearing this, Hou Yu nodded slightly and responded: "That's right, we will defend here, while the monarch and his master sit in the palace and wait."
Listening to Hou Yu's words, Meng Qiuxuan nodded slightly and murmured: "It seems that he should be in this palace."
As he spoke, Meng Qiuxuan ducked out of the way and arrived at the door of the hall.
Murong Hui's corpse was lying at the main entrance of the hall, but now the whole body had been completely turned into ashes. This method was extremely clumsy. It seemed that it was done by someone with low cultivation level. It must be those people. When the casual cultivators came in to move the spiritual veins, they saw his body and did what they did!
Meng Qiuxuan frowned. After all, this was his friend for hundreds of years. He really couldn't bear to see Murong Hui like this.
Immediately, he turned around and said in a deep voice to Hou Yu who was following him: "Find a good place in the palace and bury it."
Hearing this, Hou Yu responded, stepped forward, and frowned when he saw Murong Hui's body. Then he raised his hand, and a burst of spiritual power suddenly emitted, directly leading Murong Hui's body away.
Meng Qiuxuan also took a deep breath, raised his feet, and walked into the hall.
The moment he walked in, his figure suddenly shook and he looked around in surprise.
The hall is still filled with the residual spiritual power left by Li Zhe's previous battle with the national master. However, more of it is the life spirit branch that has returned to its best condition and dispersed in those few breaths. The pure wood attribute spiritual power comes out!
Meng Qiuxuan himself was a wood-attribute monk, and he could clearly feel the rich wood-attribute spiritual power contained in the air.
This kind of spiritual power is not found even in the place with the most abundant spiritual power in their sect!
Vaguely, Meng Qiuxuan seemed to have thought of something, his body trembled slightly, and then he quickly walked towards the place where the spiritual power was dissipated.
Soon, he came to the front of the small door.
When Li Zhe left, he did not close the small door. In the small door, there were several withered leaves below the place where the Life Spirit branches were originally suspended!
That was what fell to the ground when the branches of the Life Spirit gradually withered after the supply of spiritual power was gone.
Looking at the leaves that exuded an infinite air of death, Meng Qiuxuan took a slow breath and walked into the small room.
As soon as he entered, he felt the extremely pure wood attribute spiritual power.
But at the moment, Meng Qiuxuan simply ignored the existence of this spiritual power. He slowly lowered his body, picked up a dead leaf from the ground, and held it in his hand.
This dead leaf was so dry that it was already broken into pieces just by picking it up.
Meng Qiuxuan did not speak, but his spiritual power surged quietly throughout his body. His wood-attribute spiritual power instantly surged out and turned into a green light, wrapping the dead leaves in it.
Time passed slowly, and after about ten breaths passed, the dead leaves in his hands slowly stretched, and the gray-black color on them quietly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, it slowly changed into an emerald green color!
Meng Qiu Half of the spiritual power..."
Looking at the leaf in his hand, Meng Qiuxuan took a deep breath, sat up cross-legged on the spot, held the life spirit leaf in his hand, and started practicing.
After about a quarter of an hour passed, the leaves in his hand returned to their withered appearance again, and Meng Qiuxuan also returned to his peak state!
"No wonder Brother Murong doesn't want me to enter the city. Are you afraid that I will discover this life-giving branch?"
He took a deep breath, looked at the leaves on the ground, and Meng Qiuxuan murmured in a low voice.
He knew very well in his heart that Murong Hui could not own the Life Spirit Tree, so the ones here could only be Life Spirit branches!
"Elder Meng, have you detected any clues?"
At this time, Hou Yu had returned to the hall again, came behind Meng Qiuxuan, and asked softly.
However, at this moment, Meng Qiuxuan suddenly turned around, raised his hand, and put it on Hou Yu's forehead!
"Elder Meng, you..."
Hou Yu's eyes widened instantly and he shouted in surprise.
However, before he finished speaking, his eyes instantly turned white and he lost consciousness.
But now, Meng Qiuxuan is using the soul-searching technique on Hou Yu!
After figuring out the origin of the matter, which was the Life Spirit Branch, Meng Qiuxuan naturally understood the importance of this thing.
If used correctly, this would be the birth of a Purple Mansion Realm monk!
Therefore, Meng Qiuxuan naturally did not have much trust in Hou Yu. He could only use the soul-searching technique to find out what he could trust him.
He used the soul-searching technique extremely roughly. When the soul-searching technique ended, Hou Yu's entire sea of consciousness completely collapsed.
Meng Qiu
In Hou Yu's memory, he did not find any information about the life spirit branch.
However, he clearly knew what Li Zhe looked like.
Immediately, he turned away with a gloomy face and left the place!
At the same time, Li Zhe was squatting in the forest, watching the battle ahead.
A full quarter of an hour had passed since the battle in front of him. Even if the four monks tried their best, they could not break through the monk's spiritual barrier.
"Donors, don't waste any more effort. You can't kill me."
The monk slowly opened his eyes, glanced around the four people around him, and then spoke softly.
"You stinky monk, you killed me and my eldest brother, are you going to ask us to stop?!"
The monk directly opposite the monk looked at the monk and shouted coldly.
Hearing this, the monk shook his head slightly and said softly: "Your eldest brother practiced evil skills and has killed hundreds of people. The poor monk had no choice but to kill him."
"Stop it!"
The man roared angrily, then struck the monk again with the giant ax in his hand.
Seeing this scene in the distance, Li Zhe shook his head slightly and murmured: "Tsk, it seems to be a personal grudge, not worth seeing."
As he spoke, Li Zhe was about to leave.
"Donor, please stay!"
However, at this moment, the monk suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly to where Li Zhe was...
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