After Hong Yi left, many monks came over to check the situation. After some experienced monks checked the traces of the scene, their expressions changed drastically and they left in a hurry.

The monks who didn't know what was going on looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Hong Yi had a shadow in his heart and did not dare to go near the lake anymore. He had to hang around nearby, waiting in disguise. Little did he know that Han Fan had already left when he and Uncle Liang were fighting each other.

For the sake of conservatism, Han Fen walked around in a circle and did not leave the Ancient Forest until late at night.

At night, Hongyi found a place nearby to sit cross-legged and practice, and by the way, he used a trace of his consciousness to pay attention to the surroundings of the lake.

Han Fen walked out of the Ancient Forest and stood there for a few minutes before leaving slowly. The injuries on his body had not recovered yet. The main reason was that Han Fen had no time to recover. The Ancient Forest was definitely not a place to stay for a long time. There was a monk from the Sixth Realm watching eagerly.

, everything I do feels like a light on my back.

A breeze blew and sent away the Confucian monks who fell into the evil way.

The breeze blows slowly, crossing the mountains, plains, swamps, blowing through the small town, and arriving at Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou, Confucianism.

"What? Two seventh-level monks are dead? Those are seventh-level monks!" Zhao Zhengyong was so angry for the first time.

"Their natal lights were all extinguished and they were extinguished at the same time. I think... I don't rule out other possibilities." The disciple who reported the situation was a little trepidatious. After all, this was the first time he had seen his master get so angry.

"Huh..." Zhao Zhengyong kept taking deep breaths to calm down the shock and anger in his heart.

"What about Han Fan's parents?" Zhao Zhengyong opened his mouth again, his voice full of hoarseness, and his whole person became much older.

"Lost...disappeared." The disciple originally wanted to say that his life or death was uncertain, but when he saw the look on his head's face, he changed his words.

"Missing?" Zhao Zhengyong smiled, his smile full of bitterness.

The disciple did not dare to answer the question and stood with his head hunched, staring at the toes of his shoes.

"Go down." The silence lasted for about half an hour before Zhao Zhengyong slowly spoke.

"Then...what...what should we do?" The disciple asked when he heard that the master did not issue a new order.

"First send your disciples out to find the whereabouts of Han Fan's parents. Remember not to alert outsiders." Seeing that his disciples were also anxious, Zhao Zhengyong issued a temporary order, which at least reassured him.

According to Zhao Zhengyong's guess, there is no other force except the Nether Realm that has such strength and courage to do such a thing. Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism coexist peacefully, and the relationship between the Supreme Elders above is not bad.

, it must be impossible to do such a thing.

If it was the monks from the underworld who took action, then the purpose was very clear. They wanted to use Han Fan's parents as hostages to blackmail Han Fan.

Zhao Zhengyong came to the depths of the hall. There was a small room behind the main seat. He opened the door and went in. There was only a mirror and a futon, and nothing else.

Zhao Zhengyong formed a seal and created a stream of spiritual energy that entered the mirror. In about ten seconds, there was a ripple in the mirror, and Old Master Han appeared in the mirror.

"The Supreme Elder." Zhao Zhengyong saluted.

"Headmaster." Old Master Han returned the greeting.

"Just now, the life lights of the two seventh-level monks I sent were extinguished at the same time." Zhao Zhengyong thought of countless ways to say it, and finally chose to get straight to the point.

"Sigh." Old Master Han seemed to have expected it. He didn't look surprised at all and just sighed.

"My guess is that the monks in the underworld must have controlled Han Fan's parents. Could it be related to Han Fan's fall into the devil's path?" Zhao Zhengyong expressed his speculation.

"We are inseparable. Netherworld has been planning this for a long time, but we have not taken any corresponding measures. What I am most worried about now is Han Fan."

"A child who had a bright future and a good personality was ruined like this. Alas." Zhao Zhengyong was also present when Han Fan met the Supreme Elders last time. Regarding Han Fan, Zhao Zhengyong personally

Very recognized.

"Gegela made a bet with me that I would choose Taoist Lingtian. I guess that before that, Gegla had already contacted Han Fan. That experience should have been 'seen' by Han Fan." Things have developed to this point.

At this point, following the process of deducing the results, the fog of truth gradually dispersed, revealing a ferocious corner.

"If this is really the case, their bet on Han Fan must have been too high." Zhao Zhengyong was puzzled.

"It's not that simple. If you think about it this way, now that Han Fan has fallen into the devil's path, what should our Zhengdao sect do?" Old Master Han guided.

"This... we can only find Han Fan first, and then negotiate a solution." When Zhao Zhengyong said this, his eyes lit up, "Gegra was betting that we would not be cruel to Han Fan, so she did this.

Big bet! In fact, you are still making the bet, and this bet is the big one."

"Yes, it's just that this bet... is going to lose." Old Master Han sighed.

"Then what should we do now? Han Fan's whereabouts are still unknown, and his parents have been arrested again. I'm worried that the child's character will be affected." Zhao Zhengyong asked.

"We can only wait. There are so many monks in the Zongheng Domain, and at least half of them are greedy for the Broken Mirror Pill. With so many people, they can always find it. As for Han Fan's parents, we can only wait and see what happens."

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

"How is he, Taoist Lingtian?" After a long time, Zhao Zhengyong asked, dropping the topic.

"His inner demons have been temporarily suppressed, but this is not a long-term solution. The key depends on Taoist Lingtian's own destiny. Gegla spent her life to attack him, which we did not expect."

The conversation ended here, and the mirror returned to its original state, reflecting Zhao Zhengyong with a solemn face.

He stood in front of the mirror for a long time, finally sighed deeply and left.

…

Han Fen didn't feel that it was safe to leave the Ancient Forest. Confucianism had already placed a reward, and nearly half of the monks in the whole domain were waiting to take his head. Han Fen couldn't help but feel that Confucianism's family was great and great.

If other small sects were to offer a reward, first of all, not to mention how many people would be willing to believe them, at least they wouldn't be able to do something like the Broken Mirror Pill.

Confucianism must have made his appearance public, so he can no longer show his true face to others.

The only thing that made Han Fan feel at ease was that his cultivation was already at the fourth realm, which was half a realm away from the reward, so he would not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Han Fen rummaged through the brocade bag, took out a coat, cut out a square piece of cloth and put it around his face. He saw the emerald green spiritual robe lying quietly in the brocade bag. This was the emerald green spiritual robe that he had left when he left Beizhou.

At that time, Wang Zhi, the dean of Zhulu Academy, gave it to him in exchange.

Now that he is an enemy of Confucianism, he wonders if he will fight directly if he sees Dean Wang next time. Mr. Guan, who teaches in the academy, and Mr. Wang, who teaches magic techniques, should also know about the reward.

Well, I don’t know what the reaction will be.

After doing it, Han Fen very smartly took a pee and took a picture of himself. He covered his face so tightly that it was difficult to see his facial features. Then he deliberately spread the fluctuations in the four realms of cultivation intentionally or unintentionally. Such a person basically

No one will be suspicious.
Chapter completed!