"Originally, these so-called destined people have given up their hearts to the holy religion established by the Red Feather Sect. Why would the Red Feather Sect go to such unnecessary lengths and turn them into mindless puppets?"
"Perhaps the Scarlet Feather Sect is doing something shameful, and this matter is not allowed to be revealed to outsiders." Ling Xuewei guessed, "Only dead people will not reveal secrets, so what do a few believers mean? It is precisely because of this
This matter is very important and cannot be missed. They would rather go to the trouble of turning these believers into puppets than risk trusting the loyalty of these believers."
"Then is it possible for them to recover like they are now?" Xiao Yifeng asked.
No one would feel comfortable watching fifteen lively people turn into mindless puppets in the blink of an eye.
Ling Xuewei shook her head silently.
"I don't know what the evil cauldron did to these people, but looking at their current condition, it should be impossible to recover." Ling Xuewei sighed, "Some damage is irreversible."
While Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng were still studying what the Red Feather Sect was going to do with so many puppets, the saint below had already led these fifteen people out of another cave.
This huge underground cave, which was as complicated as a maze, was empty, and there were no handles from the Red Feather Sect at all.
Except for the two guards they saw when they entered the cave, Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng had never seen any Red Feather Sect disciples other than the three saints.
"It's really interesting. The people of the Red Feather Sect not only guard against the destined people who enter this underground cave, but also turn them all into puppets as soon as they enter. Unexpectedly, they even guard against their own people." Ling Xuewei sneered.
"Yes! You can't even see an extra disciple of the Red Feather Sect here!" Xiao Yifeng said, "It's really strange that there are only so few people in such a huge underground cave."
"Maybe the Red Feather Sect doesn't even want to reveal this place to its own disciples."
As Ling Xuewei said that, she followed Xiao Yifeng and quietly fell down from the top of the cave, and then followed secretly in the direction where the saint left with the destined person.
"Let's hurry up and see what the Scarlet Feather Sect is up to!" Ling Xuewei said, "I have a hunch that the mystery of Guixu City will be solved soon."
There are no extra guards in the underground cave, and it is difficult for even other members of the Red Feather Sect to see one.
Although the roads here are complicated, it is also convenient for Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng to follow.
In such a complicated environment, thanks to Bai Ze, Ling Xuewei could follow him from a distance without losing him.
Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng didn't know how long they had been following the saint and the destined person. At this time, they entered the hinterland of the underground cave.
According to Ling Xuewei's rough estimate, they were already hundreds of meters underground at this time.
"I said, this Guixu City was only controlled by the Red Feather Sect in the past ten years, right?" Ling Xuewei became more and more panicked as she walked away.
"According to what the teahouse owner said, it is indeed true." Xiao Yifeng said after thinking for a while.
"Don't you think it's weird?"
"What thing are we seeing now that is not surprising?" Xiao Yifeng smiled bitterly.
"That's not what I meant. Look at this rock wall." Ling Xuewei said as she touched the rock wall on the side.
She twisted the dirt stuck to her hands with her hands.
"There are obvious traces of excavation here, indicating that this underground cave was not formed naturally at all." Ling Xuewei said, "You and I have already seen the scale of this underground cave. Such a huge and complex cave is not just a mere ten thousand.
It will be completed next year.”
Ling Xuewei paused.
"What's more important is that the Red Feather Sect doesn't want anyone to know the existence of this underground cave. They even guard their own people, and it's even more impossible to arrange a large number of people to create such a place."
"You mean..." Xiao Yifeng stared at Ling Xuewei for a while, and he finally understood what Ling Xuewei meant, "This underground cave was not built by the Red Feather Sect?"
"According to my estimation, this underground cave has a history of at least a thousand years, but it doesn't look like a newly dug place at all." Ling Xuewei said, "I think the history of the Scarlet Feather Sect is not even a thousand years old!"
"So this place originally existed, but it was just used by the Red Feather Sect." Xiao Yifeng said, "But who is it that created such a huge project?"
"I'm just guessing. Do you still remember the purpose of my coming to Guixu City?" Ling Xuewei asked.
"You are looking for a high-grade artifact." Xiao Yifeng remembered Ling Xuewei's purpose very clearly, "Is the construction of this underground cave related to what you are looking for?"
"It is very necessary for me to investigate carefully here. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises."
Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng were talking as they walked deeper into the underground cave. Suddenly, a mine car track appeared in front of their eyes, and the originally dark cave gradually became brighter.
Ling Xuewei had been following the prompts given by Bai Ze. At this moment, she and Xiao Yifeng immediately put away the relaxed demeanor of chatting before and became fully alert.
The two of them moved closer to the bright light little by little, and the track of the mine car continued to extend forward.
"Pah——"
There was a crisp crack of a whip.
Then there was an impatient scolding.
"Make every move faster! Stop grinding for me!"
Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng discovered that what was in front of them was the entrance to a mine. The track of the mine car they just saw extended to the depths of the mine.
The mission of the three saints is to bring fifteen destined people to the edge of the mine and hand them over to the manager of the mine.
The manager of the mine was a thin old man, his face was so pale that not much blood could be seen, and his small eyes were shining brightly, looking unusually energetic.
He held a long black whip in his hand. He swung it once and made the whip crackle.
Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng just glanced at each other and immediately hid themselves in the darkness.
The two men judged at the first moment that the mine manager with the whip had unfathomable cultivation. According to Ling Xuewei and Xiao Yifeng's preliminary estimates, that person's cultivation must be higher than Kong Mao and Qingyin.
The other party actually has such powerful cultivators. If they make any mistakes, their lives may be decided here.
It was no longer safe to stick their heads out to observe. They could only secretly pay attention to the movements in front of the mine in the darkness.
"It's too dangerous. We must stay away from this place!" Ling Xuewei did not speak, but just signaled to Xiao Yifeng with her eyes.
Xiao Yifeng also felt that being too close would only increase the chance of them being discovered by the opponent, so he decisively retreated with Ling Xuewei.
"Finally we got some clues, but now we can't even get close." Xiao Yifeng looked regretful.
"Don't worry, I have another way!" Ling Xuewei said as she released Bai Ze's micro-mechanical bee.
Bai Ze controlled the micro-mechanical bee to approach the mine again. When it reached the corner, it did not let the micro-mechanical bee approach from the air. Instead, it landed on the rock wall and crawled over the rock wall silently.
The micro-mechanical bee found the best corner right in front of the mine and provided Ling Xuewei with a first-hand picture.
In order to make it easier for Xiao Yifeng to see the scene in front of the mine, Ling Xuewei simply asked Bai Ze to get a small display screen to broadcast the sounds and images captured by the micro-mechanical bees in real time.
"What's this!"
When Xiao Yifeng saw the palm-sized display screen on Ling Xuewei's hand, and there were sounds and pictures coming from the display screen, he spent a lot of effort not to scream.
"Just think of this as a magical weapon similar to the Xuanguang Mirror." Ling Xuewei was too lazy to explain to Xiao Yifeng.
Such sophisticated electronic instruments are simply beyond the scope of knowledge of people in Middle-earth.
"This... did you do this?" Xiao Yifeng picked up the display screen from Ling Xuewei's hand in disbelief.
The tentacles have a cold metallic texture and are a bit thinner than the blade of a sword.
It was really hard for Xiao Yifeng to imagine that a magic weapon made of such a thin piece of metal could actually display such a clear image and also emit sounds.
Ling Xuewei said it was a magic weapon, but Xiao Yifeng couldn't feel the slightest feeling that a magic weapon should have.
"Absolutely..." Ling Xuewei said vaguely, and then quickly changed the subject, "Our focus now is not on this magic weapon. Let's hurry up and see what those destined people are doing!"
The two of them looked at the display screen together.
The fifteen destined people on the screen had already taken off all their clothes in front of the cultivator holding the whip.
They had already become puppets at the mercy of others, and such a thing as shame no longer existed from the moment they stepped off the altar.
"Elder Lu, all the people we selected this time are strong and strong, and they definitely meet your requirements." The saint did not forget to claim credit in front of Elder Lu.
"They all look pretty good." Elder Lu's eyes carefully scanned every destined person.
For these fifteen newly selected residents of Guixu City, Ling Xuewei noticed that Elder Lu looked at them as if he were looking at a bunch of livestock.
"It's just that we still have to check whether this group of people meets the requirements or not."
Elder Lu walked to the side of the destined person while playing with the whip, and then began to check them one by one.
I saw Elder Lu grabbing the arms of the destined people and patting them, as if he was inspecting the goods.
