After coming out of Longnan City, Lin An took a regular round-trip flying boat and went straight to the Descendant Camp to return.
It rains in the wilderness, and the sky is sunny in Longnan.
Lin An sat at the window and looked from east to west.
The east of Longnan is full of white clouds and sunny days, and the blue sky is like washing.
In the endless distance to the west, dense clouds cover the sky, and the darkness oppresses the sky.
There is no clear dividing line in the middle, it is a process of gradually turning from blue to turbidity, from turbidity to gray, and then from gray to large black clouds.
The flying boat sailed from the clear sky to the black clouds, and God was hinting at something "Not a good sign."
Lin An thought to himself.
I couldn't help but think of what happened in Chang Yuanzong's Demon Horn shop.
After finding the page of the Phantom Leaf Nirvana Butterfly, he casually asked the price. and pretended not to be able to afford it, and bargained.
In the end, he was ridiculed and left with an unwilling face.
Think back to some of the details of that time.
He didn't think he had any flaws.
But rashly walking into Chang Yuanzong's store is obviously a bit reckless.
In particular, there is also the demon horn of the reincarnation Gu bloodline in the store's goods list, which proves that the evil master has arranged a secret hand here.
During the trip to Longnan, the evil masters shot here one after another, and the meaning was clear.
It is very likely that the other party has somehow locked his approximate location.
Along the way, his eyelids kept jumping.
I don't know if it has something to do with it.
"Is there anyone here?"
A man in a blue robe walked over and asked, pointing to the location across from him.
"I don't know, but it's always empty."
Lin Anxin replied nonchalantly.
"Daoyou is a disciple of the Cloud Yin Sect" The blue-robed man coughed lightly, lifted his robe and sat down.
Lin An's head was shocked.
Like a giant hammer hitting the chest.
But the man did not move, still looking out the window at the gloomy scenery.
Hummed casually.
A little, pretending to be nonchalant, turned his head.
The man in front of him had a square face and a broad nose, thick lips, a calm face, and a little friendliness in his eyes.
With a breath all over his body, he can't see his cultivation, but he is obviously far better than himself.
The blue-robed man beckoned the shipper to bring a pot of good spiritual tea, poured a cup for himself and Lin An, and asked with a smile, "Master Li is fine."
"I'm in the northwest, and I haven't heard from the sect for a long time."
Lin An's face was calm, but the hand hidden in his sleeve trembled a little.
Although another life has passed, this abominable face can be recognized even if it turns into powder.
"I have dealt with most of the characters of the older generation of your sect."
The blue-robed man lifted the lid of the cup and took a sip of spiritual tea, "I see that Daoist friends are very kind-faced, I don't know which disciple of the courtyard master is it." ” The rich aroma of tea filled the entire cabin, and the monks on the boat were very refreshed.
"I was born in Kuzhou Academy, and the owner of the courtyard is Huang Zongshang.
I don't know if the predecessor is," Lin An replied.
Since the other party has come to the door, there is no point in lying.
Where did he dare to drink a cup of tea, but he was afraid that he would accidentally fall into the pit.
As he spoke, a warm and irresistible breath crept in from his palm, surging like a tide in the direction of the inland sea.
His heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to show his nervousness.
The whole body, and even his own soul, seem to be seen through.
"I was born in Chang Yuanzong, as for the rest, you may know in the future."
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The blue-robed man replied lightly.
After hearing this, Lin An hurriedly stood up and bowed his hand in fear and respectfully.
"It's actually a big senior, forgive the younger generation, it's a bit rude."
"Sit down and say," The blue-robed man put down the teacup and smiled, "It turns out that the master of your courtyard is Huang Zongshang, I heard that he disappeared in the southwest wilderness a few months ago for some reason. ” This is just a euphemism for a traitor.
Lin An naturally knew, but only replied: "There are some statements from the Sect Alliance, and we low-level disciples don't know the details.
I only hope that the master of the courtyard can return as soon as possible, clear up the rumors, and prove the innocence of my Kuzhou Academy. ” He said, nervously focusing on his own body.
That warm breath has reached the depths of the inland sea.
Around the middle of the sea, a swarthy black cocoon-like larva gently turns round and round.
A hint of discoloration flashed on the blue-robed man's face, and he shook his head slightly, "I'm just afraid that it's difficult, when the incident happened in the southwest, there were too many eyes present, and the evidence was already solid." ” As he spoke, he asked Lin An again, "When did you arrive in the northwest?"
” "It's been two or three years."
"The military affairs in the northwest are heavy, and the cultivation is a bit of a drag."
Lin An hesitated for a moment.
Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and he sighed softly, "There are a lot of things going on here, and the improvement of cultivation is indeed slower than before."
The warm breath wandered around his body enough, and gradually drilled out from the soles of his feet.
When the blue-robed man heard this, he smiled slightly: "I once heard that Huang Daoyou swore an oath in his early years that his disciples would no longer accept disciples."
As he spoke, his eyes looked directly at Lin An, as if a fine light shot out of his eyes, "You probably haven't apprenticed yet."
Lin An smiled bitterly and nodded.
Looking out the window, the flying boat had sailed into the gray and chaotic sky, and the dense black clouds were getting closer and closer.
Like a cage.
He thought to himself.
"You're good."
The blue-robed man said.
The coercion of the Heavenly and Human Realm cultivators spread out lightly and shrouded Lin An's body.
"I don't have an apprentice either."
As he spoke, he had a slightly embarrassed look on his face, "However, I didn't make any vows. ” "That's why."
Lin An knew that the other party was clearly tempting him to ask questions.
"Fate hasn't come yet," the blue-robed man held the teacup in his hand, his fingertips pinching the edge and spinning slowly.
"My practice is a reincarnation of fate.
What you should know," He paused, "There are very few monks who can follow this path. ” "After stepping into the Underground Bridge Realm, I once accepted an apprentice.
Very much. ” As he spoke, his expression darkened.
"It's a pity that he went to pursue the opportunity of the Great Dao and never came back."
Hearing this, Lin An knew that the main event was coming.
"Your Zhenhai Beast Reincarnation Gu is very rare, and it can carry my mantle.
I haven't seen it in hundreds of years in the monastic world, and I think this is fate. ” The blue-robed man stopped holding the cup in his hand, his face was straight, and his eyes were burning and he looked at Lin An, "I want to make you a subordinate, I don't know what you think." ” His expression was full of hope, and his eyes were full of love.
If Lin An had not experienced the suffering and torture of the previous life, he would definitely feel that the other party really wanted to accept apprentices.
"The senior's words can be taken seriously" "What's the use of lying to you as a kid who opens the door." yes, what's the use of lying to me, I'm curious.
Lin An thought to himself.
The expression on his face at the moment was a little complicated.
Some surprises, some panic, some dazed and at a loss.
This is enough to show the state of a disciple of the Open Door Realm who is hit by a pie falling from the sky.
After a while, he replied: "It is really the glory of the younger generation to worship you as a teacher."
But one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father.
This matter is about the lifelong road of the younger generation, can you bring me back to think about it?"
"Besides, I don't know the name of my predecessor."
He suddenly remembered that in his previous life, he had never even asked the name of the evil master because he was honestly afraid.
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The great cultivator of the Heavenly and Human Realm is willing to accept himself as an apprentice, which is already a great favor, how can he inquire about the other party's affairs again.
Fuck think about it now, it's so innocent and cute.
The blue-robed monk was slightly stunned, and replied with a little smile: "You may have heard of it."
"My name is Chu Zhi, and I am also in the World Camp."
Outside the small flying boat pier outside the Advent Camp.
The raindrops are like a curtain that God uses to hide the truth, and the earth is shrouded in a haze.
In a secret room full of voyage recorders, He Lingxin frowned and checked the shipping records, a little uneasy.
In the past few days, as soon as he closes his eyes, a miserable human face will float in his head.
After investigating last night, he went to the monk cemetery in Longnan City.
After some inspection, it was already certain that six boats were temporarily dispatched to Qinnan on the night of Bloody Night.
Five of the friars died in the following three years due to various accidents.
The only one alive, he went to investigate and found nothing suspicious.
After that, he instructed his boat company to secretly transfer the surviving ship-piloting monks to another branch so as not to be poisoned again.
When he arrived at the cemetery, he visited the graves of the five deceased one by one.
The souls of the four people are long gone, and only a wisp of the thoughtfulness of the Tianshi Boat Trip remains.
But he also fell into a state of confusion and failed to provide the slightest useful help.
At this moment, the remnant soul of Zhou Quan has been collected by him in the magic weapon.
The miserable human face in his mind was the embodiment left after the examination of the remnant soul.
How ruthless and vicious it is to drive the murderer to kill the poor innocent so unscrupulously.
He shuddered.
The obsession with bringing the other party to justice has become more and more determined.
Consciously carry the weight of a thousand pounds on both shoulders.
On the one hand, he bears the blood feud of the disciples of Sanhuadong, and bears the high hopes of the helmsman and the clansmen.
On the other hand, they bear the unwillingness and despair of a few poor people, and bear the fairness and justice that they are obsessed with.
Thinking of this, he let out a long breath of turbidity, as if he was decompressing himself under the weight of a thousand catties.
"Why did you choose to go to the incarnation camp in the first place?"
Standing not far from him was He Jingjing.
As she flipped through the records, she asked, puzzled, "This is neither the farthest nor the closest.
Moreover, the Descending World Peak and we belong to the same family of pigeons, if there are some contradictions, I am afraid of injury and anger. ” Because the volume is not very large, the flying boat piers in the camps in the wilderness are generally exclusively contracted by a certain boat company.
The wharf of the Descent Camp is naturally operated by Chang Yuanzong's affiliated boat line, and it is convenient to come here to search.
It's just that the shipping records here are a little messy because they are rarely guarded on weekdays.
"We don't have to make a big fuss, we just investigate in secret, and we can save face in the World Camp."
He Lingxin's thoughts were interrupted by her, but she felt a little relaxed.
Turning his attention back to the case itself, "Mu Wanfeng is from the Cloud Yin Sect.
The Yunyin Sect is in the northwest and is under the jurisdiction of the descending camp.
Naturally, I wanted to come here to check it out. ” He thought for a moment, "Actually, I've always been weird.
Mu Wanfeng has been privately buying and selling the Demon Horn for many years, but no one in the Yunyin Sect knows about it, isn't this a strange thing, so the focus of my trip is to find out about the Yunyin Sect, and the Feizhou Pier will naturally have to check it out. ” His voice paused, but he was still rummaging for something in his hands, "The last time we conducted a thorough investigation, our people only used the secret method on the Yunyin Sect's main mountain.
The movement was very big, but nothing was found.
Looking back now, if there is such an accident at the Longnan Wharf, it should be the focus of our efforts in the southwest military camp. ” "You want to check the Yunyin Sect" He Jingjing was obviously taken aback, and the action of turning over the boxes and cabinets in her hand couldn't help but stop, and hurriedly persuaded, "The Yunyin Sect is a powder keg now.
After the last time the entire sect was used for secret techniques and lost Shouyuan, it was no longer easy for them to touch it.
Dawei Peak is also staring closely, if it is not handled properly, and then it is caught and the handle is a ginseng book, in short, Sanhua Cave can no longer withstand the toss. ” Speaking of this, He Lingxin was also a little depressed.
Using the Divine Soul Secret Technique that hurts the heavens and harms the reason for the people of an entire sect, is He Tianqiu's brain sick.
I heard about the case in Qingyang Town last time, this person made a mistake, and I don't know why the helmsman continues to use him.
The thought flashed through my mind and I threw it away.
He is not a person who likes to complain about the past, especially he doesn't like to talk about complaints, "So the Cloud Yin Sect can only secretly investigate, and my mind reading technique must also be used with caution." ” "Wouldn't that be passive" He Jingjing stopped halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt that he had been raising the morale of his opponent and destroying his own prestige.
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"It's not useless to use it sparingly," He Lingxin didn't care much about what she saw, and there seemed to be a fine light in her eyes, "You must know that the magic power of erasing memories is not unique to that murderer." ” He Jingjing opened her mouth, but she didn't refute anymore and continued to bury her head in searching.
Suddenly, he saw something, and he was a little surprised, and he stretched out his hand and gestured, "You come and see" He Lingxin followed her finger and saw that it was an empty drawer.
It may be too long to be left unattended and dusty.
Look outside the drawer again, and write the time in a very small line.
This is exactly the drawer that bloomed the shipping record three years ago.
"Could it be that the murderer really came from the Descent Camp" He Jingjing's spirits perked up, and he couldn't help but rejoice, "Otherwise, why would he take away the records here." ” "Not necessarily, don't forget what happened at the Longnan Feizhou Pier."
The expression on He Lingxin's face was still calm, "If he can take away the records of the World Surrender Camp, he can take away the Fufu Camp, the Dawei Camp, the Baosheng Camp, the King Kong Camp, and even the Fahua Temple and the Orc Tower."
Our opponent is so cunning and spicy that he will not be counted in this layer. ” As he spoke, he slowly walked to He Jingjing's drawer.
The dust raised inside the drawer gradually sinks, revealing the bottom of the drawer.
The two of them looked at it and were both taken aback.
A thick layer of ash had accumulated at the bottom of the drawer, and someone had written five words on it.
"You've worked hard."
In the jungle outside the Flying Boat Pier, a man dressed in the costume of the Moon Forest Sect looked thoughtfully in the direction of the dock.
Soon, I saw the two people of Sanhuadong walking out of the pier.
The man calmly hid behind the tree, and looked at the backs of the two from a distance in the direction of the descent camp.
"It's kind of interesting."
The corners of his mouth curled slightly.
Then he closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth, but what came out was a beautiful and pleasant woman's voice.
In the sea of knowledge, a heart-shaped object with six ears evenly arranged around the ring suddenly lit up red.
One of the ears twitched slightly, emitting strange dense circles.
A picture immediately appeared in my mind.
I saw an unknown cave mansion, a man wearing the Taoist uniform of the Yunyin Sect sat cross-legged in the center of the Spirit Gathering Array, holding a long hairpin that emitted blood light in one hand and a bead-shaped magic weapon in the other, with a serious look on his face.
A strange wind suddenly blew from the cave, and a white light ran down the man's arm and into his body Fuji snorted coldly and opened his eyes.
The dazzling white mang quickly rushed to the edge of his sea, and he was about to crash into it.
However, he seemed to find a red blood light wrapped around it.
Immediately, a clear sound sounded, Shengsheng stopped the momentum, turned his head and went back.
It's a pity that it's too late.
A ray of red blood quickly poked out, and then turned into a blood-colored palm, grabbing the white mang in his palm in one fell swoop.
Bai Mang flashed wildly, trembling all over, struggling, and was about to break free from his bloody hands.
But a hot breath suddenly gushed out from the bloody palm.
A burst of smoke emitted from the roasted white mang, and the next moment it was pulled into the red blood light by the bloody palm.
Fuji finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The sudden change in the talent was a situation that the mind had anticipated earlier.
In order to deal with the changes at this moment, after he came out of the Longnan Auction House, he began to plan countermeasures.
Originally, he planned to give up refining the Tranquility Soul Bead for the time being, and then slowly figure it out when he found a way to deal with it.
Unexpectedly, Li Yunjing intervened horizontally, forcibly accepted himself as an apprentice, and gave him a bloodthirsty soul-fixing hairpin.
Judging from what he saw in the illusion, the sudden attack of the white mang should be an ethereal spirit body similar to the spirit of a monk.
The Bloodthirsty Soul Fixing Hairpin is a third-order Horcrux, with three attributes of Bloodthirsty Soul Soul Devourer, embedded with two spells called the Blood Soul Hand Soul Wall Solid Soul.
The Blood Soul Hand and Soul Eater attributes are extremely effective in restraining the Ethereal Body.
When he got the hairpin from Li Yunjing, he was thinking about it.
The next moment he came out of Li Yunjing's dojo, he put the hairpin in his cuffs and secretly started refining.
As long as you have a moment to spare, you will do your best, and you will finally practice like an arm.
Who is eyeing him?
Although he has encountered many things in the past few days, he has always remembered them.
I was very puzzled in my heart, and I never thought of which fairy I had provoked.
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However, the answer to this question should soon be known.
He spread out his palm, looked at the hairpin in his palm, and thought to himself that this hairpin came in such a timely manner, could it be that Li Yunjing already knew that he was in trouble Thinking like this, he sent a divine sense into the hairpin, followed the tip of the hairpin, and followed the blood light to the sea of knowledge.
Just as he saw the surging red sea of blood in the sky, a white mang was surrounded by filthy blood, and swam towards the edge of the sea of blood with difficulty.
"Who are you and what are your intentions?"
asked Fuji in a cold voice.
When Bai Mang heard this, his tracks stagnated slightly, and he let out a crisp and pleasant man's voice: "Little Brother Wei, I just want to borrow the Requiem Divine Bead for use, and I don't have the slightest malice towards you.
If we don't fight or know each other, you might as well let me go. ” After that, his whole body trembled, and he let out a hearty laugh, and he seemed to be fearless.
Through the voice, Fuji seems to be able to see the image of a cynical and uninhibited man.
This person was in a mortal realm, and he still had such a free and easy spirit, which reminded him of the Kuimu Peak who had fled into the wilderness.
Of course, what the other party said, Fuji refused to believe half a word.
"Fart."
He snorted coldly, and immediately drove a large stream of blood qi to swarm towards Bai Mang: