After flying for nearly three hours, the plane finally landed in this seemingly desolate city.

"Welcome to the same city!" He Ying raised his head, pointed to a few large words at the exit of the airport and read, "is this the place where the madman sect is located? It doesn't look so good either

Zhou Yi also took a look at the surrounding environment. It is not too much to describe it as desolate.

It's not only desolate here, but also extremely rare aura. It's hard to imagine how the clan who lived here practiced.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Sui waved his hand, and now the most important thing is to find the sect where the madman once lived.

According to Wang Chuan's information, the madman once stayed in a place called Sanqing Taoism.

So after they got out of the airport, they found a taxi on the road and went straight to Sanqing Taoism.

It took about 40 minutes for the taxi to stop in front of a Taoist temple.

To Zhou Yi's surprise, the Taoist temple looks dilapidated on the outside. Even in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, withered grass has been scattered on the ground, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time.

"Brother Zhou, are you sure this is the place where the madman once stayed? It doesn't look so good either He Ying while hiding the disorderly things on the ground, murmured.

Zhou Yi's eyes are also full of dilapidated eyes. However, when they step into the Taoist temple, they are surprised to find that the sculptures of the founder of Sanqing are clean and tidy. Some of the rest have been covered with spider webs and some are covered with dust. It seems that no one has cleaned them for a long time.

"Are you sure, sir, that we are not in the wrong place? It seems that this place has not been visited for a long time. " Wang Chuan is also a face of doubt.

Zhou Yi nodded and then said, "maybe we found the wrong place. Maybe there is no one here for a long time."

"Who is making a noise here?" While the three were discussing, behind the statue of Sanqing, there came a big drink.

Zhou Yi quickly turns his head and looks around, but sees a figure walking over.

He was dressed in a gray and white Tang suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and he held a white duster in his hand.

"Hello, we are here to find the leader of Sanqing Taoism!" Zhou Yi slightly saluted the visitor and then said.

The man who heard the speech was slightly stunned. After pondering for a moment, he said, "master, I am the master here. What can I do for you?"

Zhou Yi takes another look at the visitor. He is about 50 years old directly. His cultivation is just a Bodhi realm. Unexpectedly, he is the leader here.

After a flash of thought, Zhou Yi quickly said with a smile, "we're here to inquire about someone with you!"

"Who is it?"

"A man named Jiang Chun!" Zhou Yi still looks like a smile, but Wang Chuan and He Ying standing behind him are looking at the Taoist priest nervously.

Hearing this name, the palm teacher's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he said, "Jiang Chun? Who the hell are you? Why do you want to inquire about him? "

"We don't really care who we are. What matters is who your disciple is. You should be very clear. Now my wife's life is in his hands. Do you want me to inquire?"

Zhou Yi sneered.

There is such a wonderful and cruel person out of his family. I believe that this leader is also a headache.

On hearing this, the master sighed: "to tell you the truth, Jiang Chun is my disciple. I don't know why he became what he is today."

Later, the leader told Zhou Yi about Jiang Chun's past.

Wang Chuan came back with good data. Even though Jiang Chun was diligent, he still couldn't catch up with other martial brothers.

Because his talent is really not good.

The leader advised him countless times, but he just didn't listen.

Later, there was no way out, so I left him alone.

Every spring, Sanqing religion organizes a spring hunting. Of course, spring hunting here is not about hunting animals, but about soul.

Not far from sanqingjiao, there is a valley called the Great Rift Valley.

It is a precipitous terrain, and countless people have died there since ancient times. Even now, there are still many adventure enthusiasts who go there to explore, but most of the time they are gone.

Sanqing religion organizes a large-scale campaign to capture souls every spring.

The captured soul can either lead him to put down his obsession, or fight him to death, or he can be made into a puppet and serve himself.

In the spring hunting three years ago, Jiang Chun naturally entered the rift valley with his brothers.

However, the brothers were not willing to join him, so he had to fight alone.

When you enter the valley in the morning, you will return in the evening.

But Jiang Chun did not come back in the evening.Although others did not like him, but such a big living shame, we still went to the rift valley to find him for a day and a night.

The result can be imagined, did not see half figure.

Finally, all the people gave up, thinking that he was either swallowed by wild animals, and his bones were gone, or he accidentally fell into a crack. There are still many cracks in the Great Rift Valley.

After that, people believed that Jiang Chun died in the rift valley.

However, one day after that, when everyone was practicing martial arts, they found that Jiang Chun had fainted in blood at the gate of Sanqing Taoist temple.

Since then, Jiang Chun is like a changed person.

Until he became a madman now.

"It seems that the Great Rift Valley is highly suspected." After listening to the Zhang Jiao's narration, Zhou Yilue nodded his head.

The master also nodded: "yes, I think the main problem lies in the rift valley!"

"In this case, let's go to the Great Rift Valley to see what there is in that Rift Valley, so that a person with extremely poor talent can become an expert in a short time!"

Zhou Yi holds his arms in his hands and opens his mouth in meditation.

"Well, let's go to the Great Rift Valley for a visit."

Seeing that there was a place to go, He Ying also spoke in a hurry, for fear that Zhou Yi would leave him.

"The person that sees a few big claps at the table is not eager to teach

"Well, Lao Dao, the rift valley is not your family's, how can it be so wide? Whether we want to go or not is our freedom. I advise you not to meddle in your business! "

Then He Ying stretched out his hand and patted it on his shoulder.

Zhang Jiao snorted coldly and avoided the beat of He Ying.

"Forget it, let's not lose time. It's going to be dark. Let's go!"

Then Zhou Yi opened his eyes.

"I said, you don't - let - go!"

As soon as Zhou Yi's voice dropped, the Zhang Jiao gave a low drink, and then he rushed up

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