The main hall of He Lian Zong -- the inner hall

there are very few things in the inner hall of He Lian Zong, such as a bed, a bookshelf, a table, two armchairs and a small lamp platform.

Kuang Qian came in slowly from the gate, and saw Guan Chengshan sitting on the armchair.

Guan Chengshan is sitting on the armchair with a book in his hand. The title of the book is written in three big characters: "crime and punishment". While reading the book, he pointed to another chair in front of the table, indicating that Kuang Qian would sit down.

Kuang Qian went to the table and sat down slowly. Guan Chengshan also closed his book.

"How's it going?"

Guan Chengshan leaned back and looked at Kuang Qian and asked.

Kuang Qian shook his head.

"All the three disciples sent were gone. Yesterday, all the bodies were found, and only the skeleton was left."

"Cult?"

Guan Chengshan asked softly.

Kuang Chien nodded.

"It should be, and we also feel a strange power there. Although it is not very strong, I and several other sect leaders have sensed it. If there is no accident, it should be a relic cult."

Speaking of this, Kuang thousand ton for a moment, thought for a while, then said again.

"And I guess they have existed for some time, because they gathered many martial arts practitioners from all over the country in this rally, and they also found all the disciples who had been inserted into our five sects. Their skills should be not small. If they are not dealt with, they may be even more difficult to deal with in the future."

After listening to Kuang Qian's analysis, Guan Chengshan closed his eyes and meditated. While Kuang Qian, who sits opposite, is waiting quietly. He seems to be used to this kind of thing.

"The cult has not appeared for a long time. I remember that the last time I saw the cult was more than 200 years ago. However, the cult existed by taking people as the furnace for cultivating cauldrons, and its power was not very big, so it was cleaned up soon. As for the cult of cannibalism, I have never seen it, but I have heard of several. The blood royal family in the pre Qin period, the tiger Walker in the Han Dynasty, the black crow club in the Tang Dynasty, and the snake sect in the Ming Dynasty. There should be others, but I don't remember very well. "

After that, Guan Chengshan is silent for a long time, and then looks at Kuang Qian.

"If I remember correctly, it seems that some things related to the ghost snake religion have been found in the tomb before the black tiger gate."

When Guan Chengshan said this, Kuang Qian immediately responded and thought of something.

"Ancestor, you mean that this cult may have something to do with the ghost snake cult!"

Guan Chengshan smiles.

"Don't be excited. The ancestors of other families should also like to think about what I can think of, but now no one has said it. They are not sure. We should wait and see."

See self - made ancestor all say so, Kuang thousand also did not say what, just walk quietly.

After a long time, Guan Chengshan looked at him again with a smile on his face.

"Lose your temper."

Kuang Chien nodded.

Guan Chengshan chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.

"These two days, the pressure has been a little heavy. I can't blame you for the three disciples' affairs. After all, you don't know the situation at that time."

After hearing this, Kuang Qian felt as if he had been punched. His nose was sour and his eyes were red.

"I'm sorry for them."

Kuang Qian said, but the tears could not stop falling.

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