Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3460 Prophecy of death!

The main hall of Wanjian Villa.

At this moment, in the main hall, all the elders, priests and disciples of Wanjian Villa gathered around a stone platform in the center of the hall.

On the stone platform lay a corpse with a hideous and distorted expression.

It is the old owner of Wanjian Villa, the famous master swordsmith in the entire fairyland, the old man Zong Lianzong.

All the disciples knelt down and worshiped around them, and the elders of the direct line all had red eyes and looked distraught.

The old villa owner is a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Venerable. It stands to reason that even if he lives for tens of thousands of years, he will not be a problem.

With this old man around, the status of Wanjian Villa is naturally unshakable.

But now, the grand master just died suddenly on the spot, and in front of everyone.

In the main hall, many masters who were also in the forging world sighed regretfully. Such a great master fell like this.

This is a loss for the entire forging world!

It was originally a grand event, but now, the life-robbing gold essence was lost, the magic weapon and the sword were stolen, and even the old owner himself died suddenly.

Could it be that Wanjian Villa is exhausted?
"Grandpa!"

"Grandfather of the owner!"

At this moment, there were several roaring sounds from outside the hall, and then, Zong Huaiyue, who was the direct descendant of Wanjian Villa, rushed into the hall crying bitterly.

When he saw the corpse lying on the stone platform, he was so sad that he almost fainted.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on here?"

Zong Huaiyue rushed to the side of the corpse, his eyes turned red instantly, "Who did it, who did it!"

He gritted his teeth and roared, roaring, his whole body seemed to be insane.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, a crisp slap resounded through the hall.

But it was his father, Zong Zhenghong, who was also the elder of the direct line of Wanjian Villa.

Because the eldest son of the old owner died early, Zong Zhenghong, as the eldest son and grandson, has always been the best candidate to succeed the next owner.

Now that the old man died suddenly, all affairs, big or small, in Wanjian Villa naturally fell on Zong Zhenghong's shoulders.

"Father...Father!"

Zong Huaiyue looked at his father puzzled, "Why..."

"As a direct descendant of the clan, when things happen, he becomes hysterical and in chaos. What do you think!"

Zong Zhenghong glared at him coldly, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Everyone, the truth about the death of our ancestors is unknown now. The seven-handed magic weapon and the thief who robbed the golden essence are still at large, so , until everything is found out, please everyone stay in the village and don't leave!"

"After the truth is found out, I will personally apologize to everyone!"

After Zong Zhenghong finished speaking, he bowed deeply to everyone in the hall.

Although everyone was somewhat resentful, they all expressed their understanding.

Now, the mountain protection circle in the villa has sealed off the entire villa, that is to say, the culprit who stole the sword and assassinated the old owner is still among the people.

"Elder Zong, even though that's the case, we can't wait in the villa indefinitely!"

One of the old men with white beard and hair said slowly.

This person is the head of the Tianqiao Sect, and also a well-known blacksmith within the Heavenly Domain of God.

"That's good, that's right. If you can't find out all this time, isn't it true that you, Wanjian Villa, just support so many of us for nothing?"

The hidden sword master grinned and laughed.

"Yes!"

"Everyone has pushed aside a lot of business and came here to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference. You can't let go of the affairs of the Zongmen family and stay here forever."

Everyone discussed for a while, and they all said that it is okay to wait in the villa, but there must be a time limit.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient!"

Zong Zhenghong looked at the people in the villa. Although they were temporarily trapped by the magic circle, if everyone did not cooperate, it would be difficult to control so many immortal experts with only the manpower in the villa.

Thinking of this, Zong Zhenghong took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Let's limit it to ten days! I hope everyone will look at the face of the old owner. Presumably, everyone does not want to see the old owner, so wronged Isn't it white?"

"Ten days?"

"Okay, ten days is ten days."

"Okay, then ten days, just right, just stay here to pay tribute to the old owner."

Everyone's emotions were quickly calmed down, but the death of the old owner was too bizarre after all, and he died suddenly in front of everyone, and no one saw how the murderer did it.

The only possibility is poisoning.

Soon, Elder Zong invited some doctors who were proficient in medical skills in the villa to examine the old owner's body to see what kind of poison he had.

However, after the three Taoist doctors examined the old owner's body, they were all frowning.

Among the crowd, Ling Feng also squinted his eyes, looking at the body of the old man Zong Lianzong.

Being able to poison such a strong man to death silently must be extremely poisonous, but judging from the old owner's body, except for a slightly distorted face, everything is as usual.

There is no poisonous blood flowing out of the body, and no ulceration of muscle tissue.

There is no black gas from the toxin accumulation on the face, and there is not even the foul smell emanating from the poisoned dead.

From this point of view, it didn't look like he died from poisoning.

"How about it?"

Zong Huaiyue stared at the three Taoist doctors and asked anxiously.

The three Taoist doctors shook their heads at the same time.

"It's strange, it's really strange, the old man can't find out what kind of poison the old owner has."

"The old man is helpless."

"Hey……"

The last Taoist doctor sighed softly and finally shook his head.

"You... you still claim to be Taoist doctors in vain, and you can't even detect any poison?"

Zong Huaiyue was so angry that he grabbed the skirt of one of the Taoist doctors, his whole body trembling with excitement.

"Huaiyue!"

Zong Zhenghong glared at him coldly, and Zong Huaiyue took a deep breath, and apologized to the Taoist doctors, "Sorry, I... I was a little too excited."

"Why don't you let me take a look?"

At this moment, a soft voice came from the crowd, graceful and melodious, like a warbler's cry.

And accompanied by this soft sound, there is also a clear bell sound like the sound of nature.

is her!

A holy face appeared in Ling Feng's mind.

Everyone also turned their heads to look, but it was the girl from Cihang Jingzhai, Yu Shiwei.

The Guqin in the girl's arms had been put away, and she slowly stepped barefoot, walked to the side of the old owner's body under the gaze of everyone, saluted Zong Zhenghong, and then said softly: "Little girl Yu Shiwei, who came out of Cihang Jingzhai, met Elder Zong."

"It turned out to be Cihang Jingzhai's disciple."

Zong Zhenghong nodded slightly. Cihang Jingzhai's disciple is a master of both piano and medicine. Although this female disciple looks young, her medical attainments may far exceed those of the three Taoist doctors.

"It's work!"

Zong Zhenghong clasped his fists at Yu Shiwei and saluted, Yu Shiwei nodded slightly, raised his pale jade finger, and gently pressed it on the old owner's chest.

"It turns out that girl is also proficient in medicine!"

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, but he was somewhat interested in this girl from Cihang Jingzhai.

"Humph!"

Xiao Xianling glared at Ling Feng angrily, and cursed secretly in her heart: "Stinky man, when he sees that she is beautiful, he just stares at him intently!"What kind of medical knowledge are you talking about? It's really hypocritical!
Mo Yurou also gritted her silver teeth. As soon as this woman appeared, even Zhou Yan, the "follower" who was always by his side, was drawn to her eyes!
What a little vixen!
After a while, Yu Shiwei stopped inspecting the old owner's body, and said slowly: "The old owner is indeed poisoned, but the toxicity of this poison is a bit special, I'm afraid we will have to wait a few more days , Waiting for the toxicity on the corpse to change, I will be sure which kind of poison it is."

Yu Shiwei said with an apologetic face: "Sorry, the little girl is so ignorant, she made a fool of herself."

"Miss Yu Shi is too modest."

Zong Zhenghong sighed, even the successor of Cihang Jingzhai said so, it seems that if he wanted to start with the poison first, his hope might be in vain.

Of course, you can also search everyone's space magic weapon. The person who stole the sword and the person who poisoned him should be the same person. Whoever found the life-robbing gold essence and the seven magic weapons must be the murderer who poisoned the old owner. .

However, there are now as many as 5000 people gathered in the villa, and most of them are famous and famous people.

Who would easily hand over his Naling Ring to search?
Thinking of this, Zong Zhenghong was even more frowning, and his face sank like water.

"God... Oh my god! Come out and have a look!"

Suddenly, another exclamation came from outside the hall!
But at this time, the morning glow appeared, and the hazy mist in the mountains suddenly dissipated, and with the golden light from the sun, it shone on the outer wall of the main hall, and rows of blood-red spots appeared on the outer wall that was originally normal. large characters.

As if written in blood, it looks shocking!

Not only because of these blood-red handwriting, like a Shura devil, exuding an astonishing evil spirit.

Moreover, the names on it are all names that everyone is extremely familiar with. The ghostly blood characters are even dripping with blood, like a death list, the Nether Judge's book of life and death!
And the name of the head is exactly that, the owner of Wanjian Villa, Zong Lian!

Following the exclamation of the disciples outside the hall, all the masters in the hall rushed out one after another.

When they saw the blood list on the outer wall, they trembled even more.

who is it?

Under the watchful eyes of so many masters, who could write this bloody death prophecy in an instant like magic?

(End of this chapter)