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"Senior apprentice-brother, Grand Master will send you to the Evil Warding Palace." Mu Yangxin heard someone shouting outside his room while he was in a trance. He had just returned to his room and was about to go to bed.

"Alright, I'll be there immediately." Mu Yangxin sat up, while picking up his clothes and putting them on, he replied outside the door.

Evil Repellent Hall

The atmosphere in the hall was heavy. Mu Hanlie sat on an armchair, fuming. There was a teacup on the table beside him, with the lid of the cup resting on it. Around the cup was some spilled tea. When Mu Hanlie saw Mu Yangxin, he angrily snorted at him. Seeing this, Mu Yangxin also felt a little helpless, this Senior Master was always stubborn and straightforward, he could not hide his feelings, and would only show it on his face when he sees someone in a bad mood. He did not know how to cover it up, and the way he acted now was definitely due to his suggestion of dissecting the sect leader's corpse. Mu Xianyang, who was standing on the other side of the hall, also looked a little angry, but it was not towards Mu Yangxin. He and his junior brother had a fight earlier, and in the end, he managed to convince Mu Hanlie to accept Mu Yangxin's suggestion: to dissect the sect leader's body.

When Mu Xianyang saw Mu Yangxin, he called him over, "Yang Xin, I discussed it with your senior uncle and agreed to dissect the sect leader's corpse. Even if your second senior uncle isn't at Penglai, he probably won't object."

Thus, the group went to the mourning hall and began their dissecting. The result was as they had expected. The darkness in sect leader's stomach must have been caused by the consumption of the Chu Grass.

"Martial Uncle, I've read in the Book of All Things that Chu grass is extremely rare and requires special skills to be excavated and preserved. Is that true?" Mu Yangxin raised a question.

"That's right, Chu Yao is a poisonous plant, but it can also be used as medicine. Many martial artists would risk their lives just to obtain one stalk of grass, but they would end up getting nothing in the end. There are less than ten people in this world who can afford to store it well." Mu Han Yang stroked his beard. Amongst these ten people was the culprit who killed sect leader.

"What kind of people does Martial Uncle have?"

Not to mention the far, the closest to you would be your seniors, the Kunlun Sect's Hai Zhong Tian and the Demon King's Tao Tie Mo Yuanze. Demon King is a kind person, and has a good relationship with the sect leader, I don't think any poison would harm the sect leader. He was tactful, cautious, and didn't say anything to the point of death.

The death time of the Penglai sect leader was last night, and at that time, Master Bo Mu Liangyang and Mu Hanlie were discussing things in the Evil Warding Palace, which was personally witnessed by many disciples, including Mu Yangxin. The suspicions of the two could be temporarily dispelled, but Second Martial Aunt Mu Jin, hearing that had been wandering outside for the past month, was it possible for him to sneak back to come and kill the sect leader? And what motive did the Hai Zhongtian have to put the Penglai sect leader to death? Mu Yangxin could not figure out all these.

After a round of torture, the afternoon was almost over.

"Forget it, we can't come to a conclusion here. Go back and have your meal first." Mu Xianyang called out to everyone in the hall.

After the group left, Mu Fengyang looked at Mu Hanlie, who was still standing in the same spot, and asked, "Junior Brother, is there anything else?"

Mu Hanlie looked at the ground, deep in thought. His lips moved as if he had something to say. After waiting for a while, he swallowed his words and said, "I'm fine."

"What, always as straightforward as you. Is there anything that even I can't understand?" Mu Hanyang felt a little strange. What did his junior brother say to that? What was going on today?

"Senior brother, do you really suspect that second senior brother killed sect leader?" He and Mu Hanyang had been together since childhood. Although he had always been straightforward and could not find out the details of many things, he was, after all, his senior brother who had been with him for so many years. From the words he had said to everyone just now, he could tell that his eldest senior brother must have his suspicions towards his second senior brother.

"Fourth Junior Brother is the most intelligent among us, after becoming the sect leader, he has always been arrogant and likes to travel around the world. Ever since Master passed away, he hasn't been in Penglai often, and normally only you and I can talk to each other in heartfelt terms." Mu Xianyang walked to the door and looked at the distant red sun that was about to fall from the mountains. He sighed, "Of course, I don't believe that it was Second Junior Brother who harmed sect leader." With that, he walked out.

In the evening, a guest came to visit penglai mountains.

In the spirit hall of the sect leader, the dissected body of the sect leader was placed into a coffin and sealed. After igniting it, he placed it in the censer before the spirit. The man was the Demon King's Tao Tie, Mo Yuanze, and Mo Ze Yuan, who had bowed in front of the spirit, saluted three times, then stood up. As the five fingers of his right hand flipped, a white chrysanthemum appeared in his hand, and he walked over to the coffin and placed the white chrysanthemum on the lid.

Chrysanthemum, elegant and proud, pure and simple. sect leader also loved chrysanthemums when she was alive. Penglai did not have the tradition of offering flowers after death, which was a custom only found in Demon Realm.

The Sect Leader passed away. Yuan Ze was delayed for a few days due to some matters. I am very sorry." "Mo Yuanzhe told Mu Hanyang that he was a kind and friendly man, and that he was on good terms with the Penglai Sect Leader.

"No, Demon King has been very diligent to be able to reach here within two days." Mu Hanyang cupped his hands in return, and then turned to the young disciple behind him and said, "Bring Demon King to the side room to rest."

"Yes, Demon King, please follow me." The little disciple led the way and greeted Mo Yuanze.

After making a few turns, he walked to the outside of a room. He opened the door and said: "Demon King will rest here today."

"Thank you, little master." Mo Yuanze smiled kindly. He looked kind and friendly, but when he smiled at others, it made people want to get close to him.

He pushed open the door and was about to enter, but his footsteps paused as if he had just thought of something. He called out to the young disciple, "Young master, please wait."

The young disciple turned his head, "What business does Demon King have?"

"I have a question for Young Master." Mo Yuanze paused, "Have you guys found out why sect leader died so suddenly?"

The young disciple frowned, he could not hide the matter with his young and tender face, and appeared to be in a difficult situation. He did not know if he should tell the news of sect leader's death, even if it was his good friend, Mo Yuanze.

Mo Yuanze looked at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up, even the corners of his eyes were slightly bent. His smile seemed to possess the power to bewitch others, and the young disciple seemed to be staring foolishly at him. Seeing that, Mo Yuanze touched his face, and sighed in his heart, it was good to have such a harmless face.

"Little master, don't worry. Tomorrow, I will still ask your martial uncles. Just tell me first. Maybe I can help you figure out who the murderer is tonight." Mo Yuanze said.

Thus, the young disciple told Mo Yuanze of their discovery.