Peng Cheng caught up with Han Yun and asked anxiously.
"Xin'er is gone, come with me to find Ling'er!"
"Do you know where they went to play?"
"It should be in the back mountain area, they can't go far."
The disciples at the back heard that the cute little girl beside Palace Master Han was missing, and all of them were very anxious and followed Han Yun down the mountain.
Everyone was very anxious and automatically ignored how Han Yun knew that Xin'er was missing.
The place was not far away. They quickly ran to the valley and saw Jun Ling'er sitting cross-legged in meditation.
"Linger!"
Han Yun shouted, and Jun Ling'er opened her eyes and was a little confused when she saw so many people coming.
"Senior Brother, why are you all here?"
"Where's Xin'er?!"
Listening to Han Yun's anxious words, Jun Ling'er turned to look at Xiaoxi, and then her face turned pale instantly.
"You were here just...just now!"
Han Yun's face was livid, he glared at Jun Ling'er fiercely, then released his consciousness and found the body of the little boy two or three miles away.
"There is a smell of blood in the north, let's go!"
Under the leadership of Han Yun, everyone ran towards the north again. They were all skilled in martial arts and ran between the rocks as if they were walking on flat ground.
Soon, they came to the body of the little boy. Many of the disciples saw a dead person for the first time, and they all exclaimed.
Han Yun anxiously released his consciousness to look for traces of Xin'er, but where could he find it?
"Xin'er...where did Xin'er go?"
The junior sister's face turned pale and she looked at the corpse on the ground in panic.
"Maybe... he was kidnapped."
Han Yun's face turned pale and he turned to look at the crowd.
"Everyone, spread out and search. If you want to see the living person, if you want to see the dead body, then notify other disciples to search. No matter what, you must find it. Anyone who searches today will be rewarded. Go quickly!"
"As you command!"
Hall Master Han has a very high prestige. When he gave an order, all the disciples dared not to obey, and they all immediately dispersed to look for him.
"You guys go too!"
Han Yun shouted at several people in Yunwu Hall.
"yes."
Everyone scattered around, looking for Xin'er's whereabouts. After everyone left, Han Yun's eyes burst into light.
"System, I need a formation to summon souls."
[The soul-calling array requires one thousand achievement points to redeem. Do you want to redeem it? 】
"exchange."
Suddenly, Han Yun's mind came up with the layout of the soul summoning array.
This formation also required talismans and seals. He took out the Luo Tian Pan and began to arrange the soul summoning formation around the little boy.
After taking out the cinnabar pen to draw the talisman and seal, he pasted the talisman and seal on each formation eye. This formation is not too difficult. In the world of cultivating immortals, almost everyone can do it.
After setting up the formation, Han Yun activated it. Soon, the little boy's three souls and seven souls floating in the surrounding heaven and earth were attracted to the formation.
Three souls and seven souls condensed into a complete soul. The little boy's soul opened his eyes and looked at Han Yun blankly.
Han Yun used ecstasy, easily affecting the little boy's soul, and began to interrogate.
"What's your name and where do you live?"
"My name is Wu Xiaobing. I live in the first house in the third alley south of Guling Village outside Changshan City. My father asked me to memorize it."
Han Yun silently remembered the address, and then asked, what is the new address?
"Who asked you to come and play with Xin'er? Did you lure her to this place on purpose?"
"Yes, my uncle gave me ten cents and asked me to take Xin'er to play in this creek. He said there are many fish here and you can fish."
"Who is your uncle? What is his name?"
"My uncle's name is Wu Xiang. He was originally a disciple of Elder Liu Jing of Zhaoxia Peak. After Liu Jing's death, he had no disciple.
Father."
"What about your uncle? Where is he now?"
"He...I don't know, I don't know where he is."
Han Yun thought silently for a moment. He probably didn't know much about this kid. He was coaxed by his uncle to bring Xin'er here. The other party killed the little boy but kidnapped Xin'er. There must be something wrong with him.
Figure.
Now Han Yun is as anxious as a family member waiting for the kidnapper's call.
"What else did your uncle tell you?"
"He gave me a letter, stuffed it into my arms, and told me not to tell anyone."
The little boy's soul said blankly.
At this time, a beautiful shadow flew over from behind and landed next to Han Yun.
"What's this?"
Fairy Xuanyi looked at the little boy's soul and formation and asked in surprise.
"It's just a spiritualism."
Han Yun turned to look at Fairy Xuanyi,
"How did you come?"
"You are making a big fuss and searching for Xin'er all over the mountain. Can I not know that Xin'er has been kidnapped?"
Han Yun nodded, pointed at the little boy's soul and said,
"It's now clear that the person who did this was his uncle Wu Xiang, a disciple of Liu Jing, but we don't know who is behind the scenes."
After speaking, Han Yun knelt down and pulled out a letter from the little boy's body. After opening the letter, both of them read it.
"I paid my respects to Palace Master Han. I have no ill intentions towards Palace Master Han. I heard that Palace Master Han has created a new first-level martial arts. I can't reach it myself, and I yearn for it. It's a pity that I can't see the power of heaven-level gods.
Your sister is very talented, and I like her very much, so I invite her to be a guest. Don't worry, Palace Master Han, we will never hurt your sister even a hair. I only hope that Palace Master Han can bring you heaven-level martial arts, and we will let her go immediately.
Today, late at night before sunset, you and I will meet at Qingxia Slope, a hundred miles south of the Yin Yang Sect. We will bring your sister with us, and we hope that Master Han will not break the promise.
The rules of the rivers and lakes are to hand over the goods with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand."
Han Yun held the envelope in his hand tightly, his teeth were about to break, and there was strong hatred in his eyes.
He has never hated a person so much. Even if he is the leader of the Demon Cult, he only deals with him to solve troubles and protect himself.
But now, Han Yun has the urge to kill the other party's whole family.
"This is kidnapping for blackmail. We have to find a way to rescue Xin'er."
Fairy Xuanyi frowned.
"Auntie, go check on Liu Jing's disciple named Wu Xiang. I want all his information, where his family is, who else is in his family, and what forces are behind him. I want to find out everything."
"Well, don't worry, I'll go right away, but don't be impulsive."
"I won't be impulsive. Xin'er is still in their hands. The most important thing now is to get her back safely."
Han Yun turned around and walked towards the mountain.
"What are you going to do?"
"Write down heaven-level martial arts skills and prepare a ransom."
Han Yun's calm tone concealed monstrous anger.
The formation on the ground automatically dispersed, the talismans turned into fly ash, and the little boy's soul drifted away.
On the way, Han Yun stopped a disciple at random and asked him to tell others to stop looking for him.
After returning to Yunwu Hall, Han Yun began to write heaven-level martial arts.
The others came back one after another, all with frowns and heavy hearts.