Chapter 72 Red Light Notice
After taking off Diao Jiaosou's clothes and searching for him, Ye Yang couldn't help but secretly scream out bad luck.
This fishing dragon actually had nothing on him. It seemed that he knew that he was fighting outside, so he didn't bring the spirit stone with him.
Not even a storage bag.
The next moment, Ye Yang seemed to have discovered something, and his face could not help but darken slightly.
A black and red lantern.
There was actually a lantern painted on Diao Jiaosou's chest, occupying the space on his chest.
Black on the outside, red on the inside, a flame like blood.
"It's a red light notice."
Ye Yang looked at the red lantern, then opened Diao Jiaosou's clenched fist, and found that the opponent's little finger had been burned into black ash, leaving only a small section of the finger root.
The Red Lantern Caller is an organization that has only emerged among low-level monks in recent years. The members are mainly low-level female monks. They wear red clothes and red trousers, hold a red lantern in their right hand, and hold a red folding fan in their left hand.
Female cultivators have red lanterns painted on their backs, and male cultivators have black lanterns painted on their chests.
The teaching meaning is "The fairy girl descends to the earth, her magic power is boundless, she saves the world and shines brightly."
The leader, Senior Sister Lin Heier, is known as the Red Lotus Madonna descending to earth. Wherever she throws the red lantern in her hand, there is a sea of flames.
This organization only recruits female monks, male disciples, and male protectors. They are not required to be members. They are only on the periphery. They also burn their fingers to make offerings to the Buddha and worship the women of the Red Lantern Society, respecting them.
Diao Jiaosou's little finger was burned, which obviously has the shadow of the red light.
Ye Yang secretly guessed that there were only female disciples in the sect who had joined the red lantern meeting.
After searching the whole body of Diaojiaosou, no treasure was found.
Ye Yang put away the fishing rod, put on the corpse-wrapped red wedding dress again, floated in the air, and left the ground without leaving any trace on the ground.
After returning to the house, he put on clean clothes and fell asleep.
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midnight.
On a dark rainy night, there were swamps everywhere washed down by the rain.
A figure in red robe slowly walked to a hillside.
The ground ahead was filled with mud and mist, and the dead body of an old man lay on the ground.
The old man's head seemed to have been smashed by something, his brains splattered and blood flowed all over the floor.
"The fishing dragon is actually dead!"
The visitor couldn't believe it, and after looking at it for a long time, he let out a breath. Fishing Jiaosou had a good reputation, especially in the organization, and he was considered a good player.
Especially the family tradition of fishing for dragons is no small matter.
This person has no other hobbies except lust. The two of them were supposed to go on this mission together, but Diao Jiaosou was bewitched by his lover and went out alone to show off his strength, leaving her behind.
She couldn't find it for a long time, so she used the secret method in the meeting to sense the aura and hurriedly came over to check.
When he saw that the fishing dragon was dead, he was shocked.
After careful investigation, the man's face was full of horror.
There was no fight here, which meant that Diao Jiaosou was killed by one move, and the person who did it was extremely powerful.
Then, she saw a line of large characters on a stone wall.
"The murderer, the two evil saints of the Demon Swallowing Immovable City, Dragon Elephant - Ksitigarbha!"
"The red-clothed ghost marries - Demon Guanyin!"
"Motun can't move the city, what kind of organization is this? Why have I never heard of it? But judging from the strength of the person who did it, I'm afraid it shouldn't be underestimated. And it's even more blatantly carved on the head. Does this mean that the other party is confident and is deliberately releasing some information? ?”
The red-robed woman sighed softly.
If this mysterious Motun Fucheng also takes a fancy to the land of Feitianmen.
Then, this key information must be sent to the senior management of the meeting as soon as possible.
She didn't bother to check the information anymore, her figure flashed and disappeared quickly like a bolt of lightning.
…
The next day, Ye Yang felt refreshed when he got up from the bed.
In these days, the rain was getting heavier day by day, and it had been a long time since he had seen the rising sun in the morning.
I can't help but miss the days when the morning glow cascades and the sun shines on the earth.
He looked up and saw that the red clouds above Feitian Gate were like fish scales, dense and sparse, red and yellow alternately.
The sky outside was completely dark, with only the middle part bright and vivid, which looked particularly prominent.
At this moment, a loud bell rang in the sect.
The bell rang twelve times, and Ye Yang hurried towards the sect's main hall.
"Could it be an enemy attack?"
Ye Yang secretly speculated that the morning bell was generally not used easily, unless something major happened in the sect and needed to be communicated to the upper and lower levels before it would be rung.
With a heavy heart, Ye Yang walked to the sect's main hall, only to find that many people had come.
Bai Zizhen was sitting at the top. When he saw Ye Yang coming, he nodded to him and Ye Yang walked over.
"Uncle Bai, I don't know"
Halfway through Ye Yang's sentence, Bai Zizhen shook his head and signaled him not to ask questions.
Ye Yang nodded in agreement. He looked up and saw that many senior officials in the field had arrived. They looked heavy and said nothing.
Ye Yang wisely found a quiet place and quietly waited for the notification.
After a while, the crowd gradually gathered. Under the spotlight, an old and thin figure appeared in the main hall. It was Gu Xuan, the head of the Feitian Sect.
Ye Yang was even more surprised. Gu Xuan was busy with affairs, and the dragon usually disappeared without a trace.
He didn't even attend the Feitian Sect's ten-year ceremony to worship the heaven, but he actually appeared here this time.
It was clear that something was not trivial.
…
Gu Xuan's face was sullen, completely missing the excitement of having just photographed the flying silver-spotted mango ray.
"Dear disciples, a Taoist immortal has died and a catastrophic disaster has struck from heaven. From now on, no one is allowed to go out and must wait quietly in the sect for task arrangements."
Gu Xuan didn't have any official words or clichés, he just said one sentence with a solemn expression,
But as the saying goes, the less you say, the more you convey.
There must have been some changes in Yalongling that he didn't know about.
However, Gu Xuan did not reveal any other news, but turned his eyes and looked solemn.
"Everyone, our Feitian Sect has reached a critical moment of life and death. This life and death does not depend on the outside, but on the inside!"
After a pause, Gu Xuan then spoke.
"I have known for a long time that many high-level officials in the sect have secretly communicated with each other, bought and sold by force, colluded with subordinate families, exploited others, enriched their own pockets, and ignored the interests of the sect."
"As the saying goes, the most fearful thing is greed when doing things, and the most difficult thing to do is to be impartial. From today on, if anyone in the sect is found to be forming a clique for personal gain, he will not be treated lightly."
Gu Xuan shouted loudly, and a stone stirred up thousands of waves. When practicing cultivation, what you cultivate is your true heart, and what you seek is longevity. Generally, you rarely show your face. This is true for the lower level, and even more so for the upper level.
These things actually exist in every sect.
No one has ever put these things in the open before. Now, Gu Xuan has made an oath in front of the entire sect. From now on, Feitian Sect is destined to not be peaceful.
"Press up."
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