In the Hall of Eternity, everyone gathered here, their faces were solemn and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

When something happened to the sect, the conference on Taoism could not continue, and the strong people who watched the ceremony from all sides could not leave, and no one could save face was useful.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

The strong men from all sides understood the determination of the Immortal Sect of Changsheng, so they had to tolerate cooperation.

Of course, the Immortal Sect of Changsheng is not too difficult to do too much. It only restricts everyone's freedom and does not restrict its cultivation. Otherwise, the strong people from all sides will resist together, and the Immortal Sect of Changsheng will inevitably fall into chaos. Even if the chaos is finally suppressed, it is likely that the treasure thieves will take the opportunity to slip away.

At this time, Jing Yuanzi's high-rise jade platform had a cold face and his divine thoughts covered the entire sect.

The Lord of the Seven Veins and the Twelve Hall Masters searched for every inch of the sect respectively, hoping to find clues about the thief.

As the leader of the Changsheng Immortal Sect, Jing Yuanzi has long entered the realm of the True Immortal. Under the cover of his divine thoughts, no ghosts and monsters can hide.

However, after half a day passed, they still had no clues, their emotions became more and more urgent, and they even forced their eyes to ignore other people's privacy.

"puff!"

Jing Yuanzi's face was pale, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. His breath was weak and his forehead was sweating even more.

"metropolitan!?"

"What's the situation? The sect leader was injured and vomited blood?!"

"Impossible! I..."

Jing Yuanzi looked at the outer courtyard in horror, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

In the turn, Jing Yuanzi was dizzy and fainted.

...

In the outer courtyard, Zhuo Yunxian and others had just settled down, and divine thoughts swept across them.

Zhuo Yunxian frowned slightly, and did not act too much, but Qianqian didn't have such a good temper. She directly reversed her thoughts and hit Jing Yuanzi, killing him seriously.

Seeing this scene, Liang Qiuchanming and Fairy Erya instinctively shrank their body, feeling a little scared. At the same time, they secretly scolded the Changsheng Immortal Sect for asking for trouble and dared to provoke this evil spirit.

Zhuo Yunxian shook his head helplessly and returned to the room with Qianqian.

...

After a moment, Jing Yuanzi woke up from fainting. The first thing he said when he opened his eyes was to order people not to provoke people in the outer courtyards, so as not to cause trouble.

"Sect Master, what happened just now?"

"Yes, Sect Master, why did you suddenly vomit blood? Could it be that someone was plotting against you?!"

"And what are the people in the outer courtyards? The sect leader seems to be afraid of them?"

The people around him quickly asked, and Jing Yuanzi smiled bitterly and didn't know how to answer. Could it be that he was peeping into other people's privacy and was beaten up!?

"It's okay, it's just a backlash of divine thoughts just now, so don't worry."

Jing Yuanzi replied perfunctorily, then took elixirs to regulate his health and rest.

And at this moment, four powerful auras fell from the sky, and the four old men fell directly into the hall, and they were the masters of the four hidden veins of the Changsheng Immortal Sect.

The Lord of the Hidden Vein represents the foundation of the Immortal Sect. Not only is the special identity, but they are also strong. Although they have no real power, they can jointly remove the sect leader.

However, the Lord of the Hidden Vein has been in seclusion all year round and is not allowed to do anything. It is a way of balance, so the Changsheng Immortal Sect is prosperous today.

"Sect Master, I heard that the Immortal Lock of the Eternal Life was stolen? Why did this happen!?"

Zhenjun Qingyuan had black hair and white beards, and he spoke in question. He was the first of the four hidden veins, and his cultivation level in the middle realm of the True Immortal, and his attitude represents the attitude of the hidden veins.

Jing Yuanzi regained a little bit of his complexion and said with a lot of blame: "Qingyuan Zhenjun calmed down. This matter was indeed the fault of our sect. The Dao Conference actually intervened in the demon spy, but we blocked the entire mountain gate in time, so the thief must be here."

Zhenjun Qingyuan snorted coldly: "Closing the mountain gate, where is that person!?"

"this……"

Jing Yuanzi felt a little embarrassed: "The other party seems to have a treasure that is isolated from the breath. We are still searching, so there is no clue yet."

"Waste! A bunch of waste!"

Zhenjun Qingyuan was full of eyebrows and eyes, and scolded him angrily. He was of extremely high seniority and strong strength. Even if he scolded the sect leader, no one dared to refute him.

Fortunately, the other three masters of the hidden meridian were quite calm, and after some persuasion, the atmosphere was eased.

Then, Zhenjun Lingdu asked, "Sect Master, the Immortal Lock of the Eternal Life has been banned in the forbidden hall, and the eight elders took turns to guard it. How did the demons and spies break in? In addition, the Immortal Lock of the Eternal Life was stolen. Has everyone present checked at that time? Who was the first to discover the situation?"

Jing Yuanzi shook his head and said with a look of ugly expression: "The people who should have checked it have already checked it, there is no clue... and there is a ban in the forbidden hall. In fact, this sect is the first to notice the movement. Unfortunately, when this sect feels it, the three elders were killed and the immortal lock of the immortal was gone."

"waste!"

Zhenjun Qingyuan scolded again, and Jingyuanzi lowered his head in shame.

Zhenjun Ling Du waved his hand and took the initiative to defend himself: "Zhenjun Qingyuan, don't scold them anymore. Since the other party dares to steal treasures, he must have been prepared."

Zhenjun Qingyuan said coldly: "The Changsheng Immortal Lock suppressed the sect's fortune for nearly ten thousand years, and it has never been lost. But it turned out to make mistakes in this Taoist discussion meeting. It's so embarrassing! What are they not wastes?!"

After a pause, the True Lord of Qingyuan said again: "In less than a month, the battlefield of the Demon God will be opened. We cannot keep blocking the mountain gates. We must find the thief as soon as possible and find the Immortal Lock of the Immortal, otherwise we will not be able to explain to other forces."

Originally, this Taoist discussion meeting was chosen to enter the battlefield of the demon gods, but now such a change has occurred.

Moreover, among the strong people who came to watch the ceremony, in addition to various forces, the eight major clans also sent representatives, which was difficult to deal with!

True Lord Chishan suddenly spoke: "Although the Immortal Lock is the ultimate treasure of the origin, it is just a good innate spiritual treasure after leaving the Immortal Realm. What is the purpose of stealing the Immortal Lock?"

“…”

Everyone looked at each other and felt confused when they heard this.

"Actually, there is no way, but..."

The True Lord Ling Du stopped speaking and couldn't help but look hesitant.

Zhenjun Qingyuan said in an urgent tone: "But what? Tell me quickly! It's time, don't hide it."

Zhenjun Ling Du looked solemn: "Check bloodlines and search for souls."

"No!"

The people around him spoke out against him at the same time, obviously not thinking that this was a good idea.

Whether you check your bloodline or search for your soul, your vitality will be damaged, and it is a great humiliation for every immortal cultivator. It is absolutely impossible for someone who needs a little face to agree to such a thing, so this method is inappropriate.

Zhenjun Ling Du seemed to have expected it, but just smiled bitterly and shook his head. No wonder he was hesitant just now. Who would be willing to do such an offensive thing?

"By the way, why was the sect leader injured?!"

Zhenjun Lingdu changed the topic, and everyone turned their attention to Jing Yuanzi again.

Then, Jing Yuanzi briefly explained his situation, and the faces of the four masters of the hidden meridian gradually changed.

Some are shocked, some are angry, some are suspicious, and some are also afraid.

...
Chapter completed!