The mirror flowers and water moon are like leaving Lingjing Mountain. It is beautiful, full of spiritual energy, and very secret.

If someone who does not know the mechanism and the portal will never know this place.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng came to a stone pavilion and looked at the stone pavilion in front of him, his eyes sighed.

This stone pavilion was built by him and his master, and many of their beautiful memories were left in the stone pavilion.

But now, looking at Shi Ting in front of him, his heart was full of bitterness.

The master's sect was destroyed, and the master did not know life and death. All of this came too suddenly for him. He still couldn't believe that all this was true.

However, even if the facts are in front of him, he will not have much effect even if he doesn't believe it. The only thing he can do now is to investigate the truth about the destruction of the master's sect and avenge the tragic death of the master's sect.

But now, what he needs to do most is to find out the whereabouts of his master first, because according to the blood words left by Elder Xiu Wuhen, his master is likely to be still alive.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath and began to search around the pavilion.

He knew that a tragic incident happened to the master. If his master wanted to leave some clues, the only place in the entire Lingjing Xianjue was the most likely.

However, after searching for a long time, he was disappointed.

His master did not leave any information here.

Zhang Yifeng sat weakly in the pavilion, his heart full of bitterness.

"Master, can you tell me who did all this? Also, where are you now?" Zhang Yifeng murmured to himself.

"Qua, quack, quack..."

At this moment, he suddenly heard a few frog cries, which came from the stream next to him.

"By the way, there's that place!"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up, he quickly got up and walked towards the stream.

When I arrived by the stream, I saw three or two spirit frogs lying in the stream and breathing. With every sound of their voice, a fluorescent light would rise on their bodies.

Zhang Yifeng was not surprised by this, because when he discovered this, these spirit frogs already existed here.

The spirit frog seemed to be used to his existence. At his arrival, the spirit frogs just glanced at him lazyly, then turned their heads and continued to bury their heads and breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Zhang Yifeng ignored these spirit frogs and plunged into the stream.

Looking from the outside, although the stream is not deep, Zhang Yifeng knew that there was a different world under this stream.

Because of the water-retardant droplets in his arms, the stream did not stop Zhang Yifeng from diving, and soon he arrived at the bottom of the stream.

Here, there is a spiritual platform made of natural spiritual jade.

His master, Fairy Lingjing, practiced water-attributed martial arts, and this spiritual platform was used by her to practice here.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes looked over the spiritual platform. When he saw a jade box sitting on the spiritual platform, his eyes lit up.

Without any hesitation, he came to the spiritual platform and reached out to pick up the jade box on the spiritual platform.

Feeling the cold feeling coming from the jade box, Zhang Yifeng's heart began to jump wildly.

He suddenly realized that he did not seem to have the courage to open the jade box because he was afraid that the jade box would be empty and there was no message left by his master in the jade box.

After hesitating for a while, he finally took a deep breath and slowly opened the jade box according to the method of opening it in his memory.

The moment he saw the thing in the jade box, his body trembled violently and his eyes became extremely complicated.

I saw three letters in the jade box, with beautiful handwriting. He could tell at a glance that they were the handwriting of his master, Fairy Lingjing.

"Master has indeed been here."

Zhang Yifeng trembled with his hands, picked up a letter and read it.

"Xiaofeng was killed by a traitor. I was heartbroken. However, my cultivation was not good. Even if I wanted to avenge my disciples, I was still powerless..."

Although the content of the letter was only a few hundred words, it made Zhang Yifeng's heart become mixed.

This letter was obviously written by his master when he was killed and fell. Every word in the letter recorded his regret and self-blame for his death.

Judging from the content of the letter, his master wanted to work hard to practice, and then investigate the truth about his murder and avenge himself.

“Master…”

Zhang Yifeng murmured to himself, his voice suddenly became even more swallowed. Then, he suppressed the sadness in his heart and opened the second letter.

"Xiaofeng has been falling for half a year, but my cultivation has grown too slowly, and there is no way to detect the people who harmed him at the beginning. As a master, I am very incompetent. He has fallen innocently. When can I avenge him and let him die with peace of mind..."

In this letter, his master was still blaming himself for not being able to avenge him. Zhang Yifeng even felt a sense of confusion and powerlessness from the content of the letter.

"Maybe, this was the way Master was when he wrote this letter?"

Zhang Yifeng sighed, then looked at the third letter.

When his eyes were fixed on the third letter, his pupils shrank suddenly because there was bright red blood on the third letter!

Zhang Yifeng's face changed, and he quickly picked up the letter and opened it and read it.

What surprised him was that there were not many words on the third letter, and most parts of the letter were stained with blood, so the words could no longer be seen clearly.

Only a very small part can vaguely see a few words.

"Ro...rebel...destroy..."

Zhang Yifeng tried his best to identify it for a long time, and in the end he only recognized the three words on the letter.

Luo?Rebellion?Destroy?Destroy?

"What does this mean? What does the master want to say?"

With his eyes fixed on the bloody letter, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were confused.

Judging from the blood on the letter, his master must have suffered a serious injury when he left this letter.

Moreover, she came here in a very hurry and had only had time to leave a few words on the letter and left.

"What exactly does the master want to say?" Zhang Yifeng thought hard.

At this moment, his brain started to flow rapidly, and he began to recall all the memories of his previous life, and wanted to infer the meaning of the words on the letter from the dusty memories in his mind.

boom!

At this moment, a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind, and a figure appeared in his mind.

"Luo, is the master talking about Elder Luo Jiantong?"

There are four elders in Lingjing Xianju. Among these four elders, two are the main attackers, namely Xiu Wuhen and Luo Jiantong. These two have a very high status in the sect and are the right-hand arm of his master Lingjing Fairy.
Chapter completed!