Jiang Zhengyuan.
A disciple of Xiaoyao Liuren Sect, he has the qualification of three spiritual roots. He has reached the seventh level of Qi training at the age of only eighteen. In the entire Xiaoyao Liuren Sect, his cultivation speed is one of the best.
This evening.
He practiced in the quiet room as usual.
A transmission note suddenly arrived.
A soft female voice came from the telegraph: "Junior Brother Jiang, we have urgent matters to discuss. Please come to Xiaoyao Hall as soon as possible."
"It's Senior Sister Qiao's voice."
Jiang Zhengyuan quickly figured it out.
Senior Sister Qiao is a monk in the late stage of Qi training. Although she is nearly forty years old, she looks no different from a young girl in her eighteenth or nineteen years because of the beauty effect of her skills.
Because of her stunning appearance.
It can be said that all sizes take it all.
In the Xiaoyao Liuren Sect, all the seniors in their forties and fifties, down to those in their eighteen or nineteen years old, all admire him deeply.
Jiang Zhengyuan is one of them.
He just heard Senior Sister Qiao's voice.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a slight arc.
"Why do we have to discuss matters in the evening? I am only in the middle stage of Qi training. There should be no matters that need to be discussed by myself. Every time, the senior brothers and sisters in the late Qi training stage finish the discussion and then inform them directly."
Although there are some doubts in my heart.
But Jiang Zhengyuan still got up and headed towards Xiaoyao Hall.
Since the incident in Xiaoyao Liurenzong.
Many things within the sect have become a bit awkward, and this is not the first time something like this has happened.
after all.
From a dignified eighth-grade clan.
Suddenly reduced to a ninth-grade clan with only one Foundation Builder in charge, the stark contrast cannot be described in a few words.
What's more.
Xiaoyao Hall has been the meeting place of Xiaoyao Liuren Sect for many years. Over the years, there has never been any trouble within Xiaoyao Liuren Sect, so Jiang Zhengyuan will not easily become suspicious.
soon.
He came to Xiaoyao Hall.
Looking from the outside in, the inside of the temple is as dark as ink, like a huge open mouth, and no scenery inside the temple can be seen at all.
This is the reason for the ban.
Jiang Zhengyuan didn't pay attention.
According to his usual habit, he nodded to the two boys guarding the door and prepared to step into the hall.
suddenly.
The foot he had just lifted into the air faltered.
follow closely.
He looked around suspiciously.
The two gatekeepers did not squint, their eyes looked at their noses, and their noses looked at their hearts, just like stone sculptures.
Such performance.
Jiang Zhengyuan finally felt a little strange.
He knew the two gatekeepers.
The past.
Whenever he nodded to the two boys, they would smile back. He had never been so indifferent.
Jiang Zhengyuan is not a fool.
only.
The long-standing sense of security in the Xiaoyao Liuren Sect temporarily clouded his doubts, and his mind was spinning rapidly.
He did not continue walking into the temple.
Instead, take a few steps back.
He turned around and prepared to leave.
"Now that you're here, stay."
Before he could leave, he heard a cold voice coming from the palace. Before he could respond, he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist and abdomen. When he lowered his head, he saw green thorns like long green snakes growing around him. It was wrapped around the waist and abdomen several times.
then.
Jiang Zhengyuan noticed a strong drag force coming from behind.
In an instant, he was dragged back to Xiaoyao Hall.
at the same time.
He also heard a warning: "If something like this happens again, be careful about your lives!"
Jiang Zhengyuan could guess it.
This is a warning.
It should have been said to the two boys.
...
Enter the temple.
Only then did Jiang Zhengyuan see that a mysterious man wearing a bamboo hat and black robe was sitting on the main seat, exuding foundation-building spiritual pressure and whose face could not be seen clearly.
Next to the man in black robe.
Several disciples of the Xiaoyao Liuren Sect were talking to him with enthusiastic expressions, and among them was Senior Sister Qiao, whom he admired.
This couldn't help but make Jiang Zhengyuan even more heartbroken.
"No, Senior Sister Qiao may have been forced. She was sacrificing her life to feed the tiger and paralyze the enemy so that she could fight back."
Jiang Zhengyuan explained silently.
in addition.
There are already dozens of thorn cages in the temple.
Although the situation inside cannot be seen clearly, it is not difficult to guess that there must be Xiaoyao Liuren Sect disciples imprisoned in each thorn cage.
"Does he serve any purpose?"
Jiang Zhengyuan noticed.
The man in black robe looked at himself and asked the flattering people around him.
"His name is Jiang Zhengyuan. He only knows how to practice in seclusion all day long. It is estimated that not all the brothers in the sect recognize him, so he is of little use. Senior, please wait a moment. The other brothers I informed should arrive soon."
Senior Sister Qiao answered.
"They are all rare outstanding disciples in the sect. Seniors will definitely need them."
Hear this.
Jiang Zhengyuan could no longer forcefully defend Senior Sister Qiao.
"good."
"You've done a great job. When it's done, you'll be the first to take credit."
Jiang Zhengyuan heard this.
Suddenly, he noticed thorns and vines climbing up his body, like countless ants biting at his skin. His whole body was itching unbearably, and the thorns and vines tore his coat into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Zhengyuan suddenly understood.
The thorn vines were looking for the storage bag hidden on his body.
After taking the storage bag away from him.
Another vine climbed to the corner of his mouth, forcibly tore his teeth open, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
The elixir melts in your mouth.
Jiang Zhengyuan had no power to resist at all.
He was terrified.
I don’t know what effect the elixir has.
soon.
Jiang Zhengyuan felt dizzy and drowsy, and even the magic power in his body was much sluggish.
The last look before coma.
Jiang Zhengyuan noticed that the thorn vines were surrounding him as the center, forming a square thorn cage, just like the other cages he saw in Xiaoyao Hall.
...
the other side.
Zhao Yongqi sat in the main seat of Xiaoyao Hall.
The mind is always paying attention to the monks in the thorn cage to prevent them from making any changes.
Zhao Yongqi's plan is simple.
He was using the lives of many junior disciples of the Xiaoyao Liuren Sect to coerce the black-robed woman into submission. He believed that the other party would definitely agree.
With the first three monks captured alive.
Zhao Yongqi easily sneaked into Xiaoyao Liuren Sect.
Then.
He once again captured several high-ranking and influential monks from the Xiaoyao Liuren Sect alive, and then used the technique of qi induction to find the kind of monks who could easily be coerced into rebellion.
Then in the name of these monks.
Invite many Xiaoyao Liuren Sect disciples to come to Xiaoyao Hall to discuss matters.
This way.
Basically no one doubts it.
Even those who are more keen, like Jiang Zhengyuan, only noticed the abnormality after arriving near Xiaoyao Hall.
But then.
But it was too late.
A mere monk in the Qi refining stage.
How to escape the pursuit of the well-prepared Foundation Establishment monks.
soon.
As a result, more than 60 monks from the Xiaoyao Liuren Sect were captured by Zhao Yongqi.
actually.
If they join forces, even Zhao Yongqi will not succeed so easily.
It's a pity that Zhao Yongqi has the art of qi sensing and is best at playing with people's hearts. He can easily divide these qi-training monks and then defeat them one by one. They have no power to resist at all.
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