After her luck was taken away, she tortured everyone in the sect and cried

Chapter 4 Senior Sister Jiang, why are you laughing?

"Xuehui, are you okay?"

"Junior Sister Xuehui, Senior Sister Jiang, where are you?"

"Junior sister, Junior Sister Xuehui!"

Jiang Zhanyue only lost weight briefly for a moment, and soon her footsteps landed on the ground. As soon as she landed, she heard noisy sounds around her.They were all looking for acquaintances, especially Yu Xuehui.Although it was also mixed with the voice of Mu Yiyan calling him.

It was dark all around, but the people here were all monks, and each had their own means of lighting. Various lighting beads and lamps lit up from around them, and Jiang Zhanyue could see the appearance of this place clearly.

This is a winding corridor with a faint door at the end. On both sides of the corridor are exquisitely carved murals that repeat every two steps.

"Brother, two senior brothers, there should be a treasure hidden behind that door. Are you willing to go in with me to explore it?" Yu Xuehui's clear female voice sounded in the corridor.

The crowd fell silent at her words, and the next moment a group of monks rushed to squeeze into the door at the end of the corridor.

"Tsk-" Seeing this, Jiang Zhanyue laughed mockingly.

"Senior Sister Jiang, why are you laughing?" After confirming Yu Xuehui's safety, Mu Yiyan turned around to look for Jiang Zhanyue. As soon as he saw Jiang Zhanyue, he saw her sneering.

Jiang Zhanyue raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of Mu Yiyan's half-red face that had been slapped by her. It was as funny as those rushing to enter the door.

"Do you think the monks who went in after hearing Yu Xuehui's words came out with treasures or died inside?" Jiang Zhanyue said.

"Junior sister Xuehui didn't force them in. They were blinded by their own selfish desires." Mu Yiyan heard what Jiang Zhanyue said and could tell that this was a trap set by Yu Xuehui, but he still didn't feel that it was Yu Xuehui's trap. Did something wrong.

When Jiang Zhanyue heard that he was defending Yu Xuehui again, she felt annoyed and sent him two words: "Go away."

It's really annoying to look at, this kind of brainless junior brother.

Mu Yiyan was asking for trouble. After all, he confirmed that Jiang Zhanyue was fine and ran back to Yu Xuehui's side.

Soon, someone ran out of the door at the end of the corridor, his eyes bleeding and his mouth screaming.

"I'm going to become an immortal, I'm going to ascend! Hahaha..."

The man's fellow disciples quickly came forward to ask him about the situation inside, but before anyone could ask, the man fell straight down and died.

After a while, monk No. 2 came out. This monk had golden elixir cultivation. His condition was much better than the others. When he came out, his eyes were clear and he answered a few questions.

"It's an illusion, nothing special. I saw a group of powerful people gathering together to discuss something."

"It was normal at first, but then my mental defense magic weapon suddenly broke. I was so scared that I quickly retreated to save my life."

"I don't know what exactly attacked me..." The golden elixir monk's voice suddenly stopped as he bled to death from his seven orifices.

This scene greatly stimulated the monks present. They turned to look at Yu Xuehui and pointed their finger at Yu Xuehui, who had first suggested that there was a treasure behind the door.

"Junior sister Yu, didn't you say there was a treasure inside? Now that my senior brother has died because of your lie, how can you be responsible!"

"Junior sister Yu, are you just trying to trick us into going in and die!" Yu Xuehui will naturally be fine. Even if a group of people surround her and question her, she still has three flower guardians to protect her.

Jiang Zhanyue was not very interested in Yu Xuehui's farce. She was carefully observing the dragon carvings on both sides.

These carvings are definitely not meaningless. The more exquisite the building, all the furnishings and patterns will carry important information.

She clearly remembered that the inheritance in the peak also recorded several totems of the Dragon King Palace. The horned dragon was the lowest, followed by the Panlong, Yinglong, and Jiaolong. The Nine-clawed Golden Dragon was the Dragon God and was the highest.

The seemingly repetitive dragon patterns in front of her seemed to follow certain patterns. She followed the patterns and touched them.

"Click -" the sound of the stone lock cylinder opening.

Jiang Zhanyue raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound. It was not her voice. It was Yu Xuehui who opened the mechanism.

"What is this... I just accidentally bumped into this place." Because she was questioned by the crowd, Yu Xuehui took a few steps back and bumped into the sculpture. Unexpectedly, this collision knocked open a switch.

"It's a key, with the nine-clawed golden dragon totem on it." Yu Tianhao took out the things in the mechanism, and he immediately connected the key with the door at the end of the corridor. "Those people will die if they go in, I'm afraid It’s because of trespassing.”

He didn't finish what he said, but the monks around him had already begun to look covetously at the keys in their hands.

Jiang Zhanyue had just opened a mechanism by deciphering the carvings, and she also obtained a key, but the one she obtained was the inferior horned dragon key.

Some people can obtain the most important props without any effort, but even if she deduces the answer, she will always get the worst choice.

Jiang Zhanyue has long been used to this.

"Fellow Taoist! Can you give us the key in your hand? We can exchange it for other treasures!"

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the closed underground corridor, blowing Jiang Zhanyue's clothes.

It wasn't that this place was connected to the outside, but that two monks rushed over and stood in front of Jiang Zhanyue.

The person who spoke was a young monk who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing an expensive robe that looked very valuable at first glance. The black jade binding in his hair was also a hidden magic weapon. It was worn on his wrist and on his clothes. Everything inlaid is a defensive magic weapon.

This was the first time Jiang Zhanyue had seen such a master of spiritual stones. Yu Xuehui's elder brother, Yu Tianhao, was from the Yu family, a large family of cultivators. However, the items he wore were not of the highest quality like this one.

But unlike this Buddhist cultivator who was smiling and looked very friendly, the sword cultivator who came with the young monk and stood next to him always had a cold face and looked very unapproachable. appearance.

However, the sword cultivator is quite handsome. His eyebrows and eyes are as cold and handsome as ice, and his facial features are well-proportioned. He is as beautiful as the person in the painting, but he does not look feminine at all. Instead, he has a cold temperament, as if he is a sword cultivator. Proud.

"I forgot to introduce myself, hello fellow Taoist, we are disciples of Yujing Mountain. I'm Pei Yuan, this is my senior brother Yan Beishu. What should I call my fellow Taoist?"

Jiang Zhanyue had never heard of Pei Yuan's name, but Yan Beishu was famous.

Yujingshan is as famous as their Kunlun Sect, and both belong to one of the four sects. However, Yujingshan's behavior is mysterious, and their disciples have little interaction with the outside world. If someone like Pei Yuan were placed in other sects, he would have already become famous.

Yan Beishun is so famous because he was ranked No. 1 among the new generation of sword cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Ranking produced by Jubao Trading Company.

(End of this chapter)