Chapter 321 Lihuo Palace and Lingjiu Palace

"Subordinates retire."

The short and fat man stepped on the protruding part of the courtyard wall and turned over to get out.

There are only two shadows left in the courtyard
Tian Boguang held the iron knife and asked, "Master, do you want to transfer Yu Canghai away tomorrow?"

Pi Renqiu is just a small and weak man, and Zhang Yu has to place an eye and spy in Qingcheng Sect to spare his life. Although Tian Boguang is a lecher and a ruthless thief, he seems to have some experience in martial arts.

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "What else do you know? Keep talking."

"The hall master should be a member of the Sun Moon Sect?"

In the martial arts world, the two major camps, the orthodox sects and the Sun-Moon Divine Sect, have been fighting each other for a long time. The Qingcheng Sect belongs to the righteous side, and its enemy is such a young master who can mobilize a large number of martial arts people. Even if it is not the Sun-Moon Divine Sect, it should be its affiliated gang.

Zhang Yu was not surprised: "You have some knowledge, keep talking."

Tian Boguang had no burden about obeying the orders of the Demon Cult. After all, his life was in Zhang Yu's hands, so he couldn't be picky.

"If I am not mistaken, the Hall Master is... the heir of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

Zhang Yu was a little surprised when he heard this. He looked at the thin-faced man and asked, "Do you know the Xiaoyao Sect?"

This happened hundreds of years ago, and the Xiaoyao Sect had long since disappeared from the Central Plains.

No matter how talented those people were, they had now become dry bones in the tomb. Zhang Yu had been in the underworld for many years, and except for the almost omniscient Dongfang girl, he had never heard anyone mention the Xiaoyao Sect. Tonight, it was the second time he heard it from Tian Boguang.

"You may not know, Hall Master, that the Xiaoyao Sect has a branch in the Western Regions called Lingjiu Palace. Sixty years ago, the former Palace Master went astray in his practice, and fellow disciples killed each other, causing a great loss of strength. After that, it gradually declined until it was wiped out by Lihuo Palace twenty years ago. Before its fall, the Grand Elder of Lingjiu Palace burned all its martial arts books, but some books recording the sect's inheritance were preserved, and were later confiscated and taken to Lihuo Palace."

Tian Boguang sighed: "I have seen the records about the life and death talisman in the will, but I didn't take it seriously until I met the hall master in the mountains..."

Zhang Yu thought of the red sun grass, one of the seven main herbs that Miss Dongfang had mentioned.

"Are you also from the Lihuo Palace in the Western Region?"

"It was once that Lihuo Palace killed my master, and I couldn't stay in the Western Region anymore."

"Because of what."

"Internal strife."

Zhang Yu sneered and stopped asking.

These four simple words revealed the most filthy, bloody atmosphere and the most sinister and sinister plot. Are there not many such things? In the past ten years, only a few of the masters of the Sun and Moon Sect died in the orthodox religion. Some were destroyed by their own people...

He asked about another thing: "Do you know about Red Sun Grass?"

The Western Regions and the Central Plains are thousands of miles away, separated by endless yellow sand and blocked by mountains and rivers. On that road, horse thieves, sand bandits, barbarians, wild beasts, and strong men swarmed up, each claiming to be the king of their own territory. It was truly a lawless place.

Tian Boguang's eyes lit up instantly, and he said, "Of course I know. That is the most precious treasure of Lihuo Palace. It is kept in a forbidden area and guarded by eight elders. Only the Palace Masters of all generations can use it."

"What is Red Sun Grass?"

Zhang Yu was curious. The seven main ingredients used to refine the Yin-Yang True Pill were all rare in the world, and were even related to illusory myths. He wondered what was so special about this Red Sun Grass.

"That was in the early years of the Yuan Dynasty. When the second generation Palace Master followed the army on the Western Expedition, he found the Red Sun Divine Grass by a volcanic lava pool. I don't know what method he used to transplant it back to the palace. Every thirty years, it will produce three fruits. Only the Palace Master can consume it. Outsiders don't know its wonderful effects. I heard from my master that it can enhance my power."

Every time the Red Sun Divine Grass bears fruit, it is a big test for the Lihuo Palace. If they can survive it, they will be reborn from the ashes and reach a higher level. If they cannot survive it, a catastrophic disaster will befall the sect, and everything will be destroyed.

Tian Boguang looked at Zhang Yu and said, "According to the time calculation, the next time the Red Sun Grass will bear fruit is in the spring of next year. The Lihuo Palace is the most powerful in the Western Regions, but after all, it is a treasure that martial artists dream of, so there are probably many people who covet it."

Zhang Yu sneered, "You want to use the Red Sun Divine Grass to lure me out to deal with the Lihuo Palace? To avenge your master? Or to let the Lihuo Palace get rid of me?"

Tian Boguang quickly saluted and said, "I have no such intention. I just want to tell you everything I know."

He originally thought that the other party was willing to attack Lihuo Palace out of revenge for the destruction of the Xiaoyao Sect branch and the benefits of the Chiyang Divine Grass, and he could take advantage of the chaos to steal the forbidden treasures, which would be a three-birds-with-one-stone move. He hid his thoughts in a subtle way, but he didn't expect that he would be seen through.

"You still dare to quibble! Tian Boguang, you just took the Xiaoyao Pill, and you don't want to get better?"

Zhang Yu's body swayed like lightning and a demon. He arrived in an instant and pressed his palm on the thin-faced man's shoulder. He only felt his body sink slightly. Several sharp streams of true energy passed through his meridians and swam in the meridians like a carp entering a curved pond.

"You don't know that the Xiaoyao Sect's internal force can activate the life and death talisman at any time? I guess you haven't suffered enough?"

Tian Boguang suppressed the rebellious thoughts in his heart, knelt down and begged for mercy: "I was blinded by greed, please forgive me, Master."

Zhang Yu sneered, "You just entered Xiaoyao Hall and you have such strange thoughts. How can I forgive you?"

Tian Boguang hurriedly said, "The Lord wants to deal with the orthodox people, so I can still be of use."

"it works?"

"I have learned that the Songshan faction is hiding in the Nanyue Temple outside Hengshan City."

"You are not willing to tell me until now. You really have ulterior motives!"

Tian Boguang knelt on the ground, wanting to cry but unable to, "The hall master didn't ask just now?"

Zhang Yu loosened his hand.

This thief is good at making pretentious accusations and mingle with all kinds of people. He is a good hand at gathering information, but he is not very honest. If you are not careful, he will have evil intentions. However, as for the affairs of the Northwest... he can always be useful.

"How many of them are there?"

"No...don't know."

"How many of the Thirteen Guardians are coming?"

Tian Boguang said in a trembling voice: "Not... too clear."

Zhang Yu was so angry that he laughed: "Are you challenging my patience?"

Tian Boguang said with a sad face: "Time is too tight. I heard the news but didn't have time to go over and investigate."

Zhang Yu thought for a moment. He originally wanted to let Tian Boguang sneak into Liu's mansion tonight to prepare for tomorrow's events. Now that he knew the possible hiding place of the Songshan faction's troops, he could make plans early.

"Leave the city immediately and rush to the Nanyue Temple to confirm the truth of this matter. Come back and report before midnight."

Tian Boguang was extremely unwilling in his heart. The Nanyue Temple was not far from Hengshan City. It was certainly not that he did not have time to explore. He was well aware that the Songshan Sect was powerful and overbearing, and the Fushou Temple was well hidden, so no one could afford to offend them. No matter how good his Qinggong was, he did not want to explore the dragon's den and the tiger's lair.

Now that things have come to this, how could he dare to say no?

"I obey my orders."

The moonlight was like a hook, and a figure rose up, flew high over the courtyard wall, and in a few leaps, ran wildly towards the outside of the city.

"I don't know how long the trick can deceive Di Baiying. What if the tiger is kept out of the front door and the wolf enters the backyard? That would be terrible!"

Zhang Yu sighed. As a member of the Demon Sect, he should not have gotten involved in the muddy water of the internal strife of the Orthodox Sect. It was just that Master Qu and Fei Yan were involved. The two not only saved his life but were also his friends. No matter how hard he tried to protect himself, he would not let them follow their original fate and end up in such a disbanded ending.

"It is not easy to change your fate. Even a man like Brother Lan cannot avoid running around. Cause and effect, cause and effect, all the causes and effects lead to the final result."

Since coming to Hengshan City, he has searched for Master Qu many times but has never been able to find any news about him.

"Even if we find him, someone like Master Qu will not watch his best friend die because of his family. He will definitely help him. How can I stop him?"

"A battle tomorrow is inevitable!"

　Yesterday my friend was sick and I took her to the hospital, which delayed the update. When you are in the arena, you should always have some loyalty, right? I will try to update three times today.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)

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