The murder has nothing to do with Xie Buchen.
But what happens after the murder does matter a little.
After all, the two of them are still like clay Buddhas on the same boat and grasshoppers on the same rope. If one of them makes any trouble, the other can't escape.
It was true that he wanted to kill Jianchou, but he never thought of sacrificing himself.
But at this moment, feeling the cold and real murderous intent against his neck, and looking at Jianchou's expression at the moment, he knew her inner choice.
He was surprisingly very clear about her temper.
She had already made her decision, and no one could change it. Not to mention, he was the one who tried to stop her.
Everything remains the same.
She takes risks, he plays it safe.
Xie Buchen certainly knows who is right and who is wrong at the moment, but that doesn't mean he will be touched by it, nor does it mean he will make any irrational decision because of this non-existent touch.
But at this moment, he finally stopped talking.
Jianchou looked at him for a while, and after making sure that he would not do anything unnecessary, he pulled his hand away and said sarcastically, "You are quite sensible. I thought I had to chop off your hands for causing trouble so that you would shut up!"
It sounds like a threat that is only on the lips.
But Xie Buchen knew that she had no intention of joking: he was just afraid that if he said something else, Jianchou might not really kill him, but this Burning Lamp Sword would definitely cut off his hand!
After she said this, she put away her sword.
The next moment, when Xie Buchen looked up, the person was gone. Only a faint, extremely unnoticeable spatial fluctuation was left there - it was teleportation!
"call!"
Jianchou's sleeves were embroidered with delicate and intricate patterns, and the moment she appeared in the room, she waved them towards everyone. A gust of wind carrying a vast spiritual power blew away from under her sleeves!
The four women in the room, whether the two resting on the couch, the girl being tortured in the monk's arms, or the thin-waisted woman standing nearby, had no time to react.
A look of surprise appeared on his face, but before he could even see the face of the person who came, he was shocked and fainted.
How terrifying is Jianchou's late Nascent Soul cultivation
Not to mention that he is the number one person in the Nascent Soul stage in the Nineteen Continents.
If she wanted to kill someone, she would naturally not involve these innocent women.
The reason for waving her sleeves to knock people unconscious was to avoid exposing herself and also for their own safety. The force was very light and she would wake up after sleeping for a short while.
But when it comes to the "culprit", it's not so easy.
A woman suddenly appeared in the house, and she looked like the Buddha Mother!
How can this be tolerated
The naked Master Hongren opened his eyes angrily and wanted to ask Jianchou about his identity, but as soon as he stretched out his hand to point at Jianchou, another bigger "hand" stretched out towards him!
The Heaven-turning Seal!
Since he broke through numerous blockades and left the Polar Region by chance and learned the real Heaven-Flipping Seal that day, Jianchou's control over this seal has gradually become proficient.
Since it can absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and turn it into a phantom, it can become an attack.
So, at this moment, she slightly suppressed her power and kept it hidden, which was an excellent control!
Hongren was horrified by the might, veins popped up on his forehead, and he immediately changed direction and slapped the ground with his palm, trying to escape. But before his palm could hit the ground, the huge palm that appeared in the air had already grabbed him alive!
Pure power squeezed in instantly!
Caught off guard, Hongren, who was already completely unprepared because he was absorbed in committing adultery, felt his blood boiling immediately and he almost vomited blood.
The whole person was under the control of this huge palm and could not move at all. Even the Nascent Soul in his body was trembling!
What kind of palm technique is this
Where did this female cultivator who suddenly appeared come from
Hongren was horrified, but at this moment, he could only watch the female cultivator approaching him. As she approached, her eyes even revealed undisguised disgust.
Then, the hand that was loosely grasping him before was actually pressed on his head!
At that moment, Hongren only felt a pain on the top of his head.
It was as if the fingers pressing on his head had turned into sharp needles, piercing his entire brain. His originally clear mind suddenly collapsed and became a mess.
All the confusion and fear were shattered just like the chaotic thoughts and memories in his mind.
—Soul search!
Soul searching that is only two small realms higher!
Jianchou's move was truly dangerous!
Because the actual realm of the person whose soul is being searched is not much lower than hers, if the other party has made great progress in soul cultivation, the chance of backlash against her is very high.
But she still did it.
The powerful spiritual consciousness was like a giant hand, penetrating into the brain of this Master Hongren, stirring it up and looking for everything in his life.
Soon, I got what I needed.
Then, she finally loosened her grip.
At this moment, Hongren felt a sense of ecstasy for having survived a catastrophe. He thought Jianchou was going to show mercy and not kill him, but unfortunately...
Before the relief and gratitude in his heart could reach his eyes, a few strange black air appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards him in the face!
This dark air!
The moment he saw clearly, the fear that arose in his heart was no less than when he was controlled by Jianchou and his soul was searched. His mouth opened wide and he immediately wanted to get up and run away!
But how fast was the black air? As he stood up, it had already rushed directly into his eyes!
Three wisps of black air look like three poisonous snakes!
It disappeared in the blink of an eye, and eroded into Hongren's eyes, turning into a huge devouring force, tearing at Hongren's soul.
There was a look of extreme pain in his eyes, but after a moment, it turned into a blank space.
“Plop.”
The last bit of spirit disappeared from the eyes that still contained fear.
Hongren's body fell limply to the ground, no longer able to sense the breath of a living person. Only the three wisps of black air, like poisonous snakes, quietly floated up after devouring all the strength in his body, and hovered over the surface of his body harmlessly.
Just like the disciples of the Kunwu and Yashan sects who died in the river valley.
Jianchou was standing next to Hongren's corpse, holding a sky-blue small bottle with a thin neck between his fingers. Against the backdrop of his white and slender fingers, one could vaguely see the thick black gas constantly swirling and flowing inside.
There is no doubt that the three strands of black air just now were released by her.
But the shock and horror she felt was not much better than that of Hongren who had already died from it.
With a slight flip of her palm, the small bottle was placed in her palm.
Jianchou looked down, remembering the danger and embarrassment he had experienced when he encountered this black air in the river valley, and felt even colder. Thinking about Hongren's terrified expression before his death, he knew that he must have recognized the origin of this black air...
Only Fu Chaosheng could put such a powerful thing into this bottle when he was burying the bodies of Yashan's disciples.
After all, he is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage!
Under the gnawing and erosion of this thing, it could only hold out for less than a moment!
How could Jianchou not be horrified when he saw all this with his own eyes
If the aura left behind after killing someone is so powerful, then how terrifying would the real Great Lord Shao Ji, the god himself, be
His five fingers were cold, and he slowly closed them together, finally holding the bottle again.
She turned around and saw Xie Buchen, who had quietly come into the room at some point.
His dark and calm gaze swept across Hongren's corpse, which had gradually cooled down, and then fell on the black gas rolling in the bottle in her palm. He didn't even need to ask any more questions, as he understood her plan with just two glances.
His pupils shrank slightly and he actually smiled.
"Kill two birds with one stone. Very interesting strategy."
Just imagine, what would be the reaction of the Snowy Region Xinmi when they found out that their own master had died from the invasion of this black energy
Jianchou had already put away the vial containing the black gas. He did not respond to Xie Buchen's words that seemed to convey some appreciation. He only glanced at the four unconscious women in the room and said, "You have reached this level of being a human being. You look like a human being, but you don't have any of the joy, anger, sorrow, or emotions that a human should have. That's boring."
This is a roundabout way of calling him a non-human.
If we only look at the literal meaning, Xie Buchen admits that most of what she said is right, except for one thing - he can be completely rational and can also put aside all other joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.
But she was not included here.
But there is still no need to argue about these words.
Xie Buchen stopped talking and only focused his eyes on Master Hongren who had died in Jianchou's hands. In his mind, he was thinking about the strange black energy that he had secretly collected with great effort...
Jianchou didn't say anything either.
She just looked around, wanting to do something, but in the end she couldn't do more. She just teleported away from the place and reappeared outside the house.
Xie Buchen followed out the next moment.
"I just searched the soul, and it seems that Xinmi will make a big move in the near future. However, Hongren has only been a master for a short time, so he doesn't know the details. The news was told to him by Master Hongren, who has a close relationship with Dharma King Baojing, so he should know more clearly."
Jianchou did not stay here for long. He talked to Xie Buchen as he walked.
Xie Buchen heard something: "Master Hongren, who happens to be Moga's master, will hold an initiation ceremony for me tomorrow evening. Do you have any ideas?"
"This person's cultivation is not high, he is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. You and I will work together to kill him, get the movements and plans of Xinmi, and then leave the temple immediately and return to the Central Region."
Jianchou's plan was simple and clear.
They have already taken action tonight, and although they will not be exposed for a while, they cannot stay any longer.
No one knows if there will be any changes after a while. Now Shao Ji is not here. If he were here, he might be able to see through the hidden auras of the two of them.
By then, I'm afraid that both she and Xie Buchen will have to die here.
Xie Buchen did not express any objection to her plan.
He also knew that since Jianchou had searched Hongren's soul, he must be very familiar with the Snow Region, especially the Temple, and some of the secrets hidden therein.
But she wouldn't say it, and he wouldn't ask, he just said, "Then we'll see what happens tomorrow."
Jianchou nodded and ignored him.
Both of them knew that although the investigation this night was short, they had already gotten some clues about what they wanted to find out, and tomorrow's initiation ceremony of "Huaijie" would be a great opportunity for them.
After this trip, you can go to the Central Region.
No one needed to waste time talking to each other, and there was not even a polite goodbye between the two of them. Jianchou's figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot.
This is teleporting away.
However, Xie Buchen, who should have left and returned to his room after Jianchou left, glanced at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, lowered his head and thought for a moment. Instead of returning to his room, he walked through the huge monastery and headed towards the holy lake behind.
Jianchou can use teleportation because her aura is hidden.
But in this temple, she was not yet powerful enough to use her spiritual awareness to cover and monitor Xie Buchen at all times, so she naturally knew nothing about the direction he was heading.
When the ethereal figure solidified again and landed on the ground, the magnificent temple had been left behind.
In front of her was the holy lake that she had seen during the day.
The feeling of the lake at night is slightly different from that under the sunny sky during the day.
The frosty white moonlight was a little dim, and a patch of bright stars was scattered across the dark blue night sky. The faint starlight, along with the brighter moonlight, spread out together, covering the vast and calm lake with a layer of shallow and soft light.
The vast ice field, spread out in the deep night, actually had a faint blue light.
The daytime is too far away to have any real feelings yet.
But today, when we got closer, the feeling of vastness that seemed to encompass the whole person came over us. It looked like a lake, but it had the vastness and enormity of an ocean.
Jianchou was completely immersed in it and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
She certainly wouldn't come here for no reason.
He came here tonight only to fulfill the wish of the old woman he met during the battle for the Jiyu Ding—to take out the bunch of blue delphiniums that he had hidden in his sleeves. Jianchou walked forward, bowed quietly, and placed it on the shore in front of the Holy Lake.
The lake water gently caresses the shore, as if whispering or telling a story.
At this moment, Jianchou felt that his mood had reached the extreme.
Even though she had just seen all kinds of filth and even killed someone with her own hands, she was not affected at all. It was as if as long as she stood by the lake, she could forget all the pain and troubles and reach a state of emptiness and clarity.
It is a very suitable place for cultivation.
It’s a pity that she didn’t dare to stay here for long.
After standing there for about half a moment, Jianchou took one last look at the bunch of blue delphiniums on the ground, then turned around and walked back the way he came. His figure gradually went farther and farther away, and slowly disappeared into the corridor next to the Saint's Hall, which was full of prayer wheels, and could no longer be seen.
At this moment, a breeze blew over the lake.
The withered yellow grass stems on the lakeside were trembling in the wind, and the bunch of blue finches lying on the lakeside, like birds, were also trembling...
A hand reached out in the breeze and gentle waves and picked it up.
At that moment, the whole world fell silent!
It was a palm that was extremely soft and beautiful, and a figure that was extremely graceful and moving, like the flying goddess carefully depicted by the craftsmen in the murals.
But even the most skilled craftsman in the world could not describe the feeling in her eyes and brows.
She had long, narrow eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth. Her whole body was as white and delicate as if it had been washed in milk, yet had the charm of flowing water.
She was not wearing any clothes, only her long, silky hair fell down, making her body look even whiter.
But just as she bent over to pick up the bunch of blue finches, the vast lake behind her suddenly collapsed and rolled up from the ground.
Holy Lake Galan, the lake in heaven!
Just like that, it turned into a dark blue, flowing silk satin, obediently and docilely, and was draped over her round shoulders, revealing smooth and soft lines.
Behind her, there was only a huge pit.
It is the bottom of the holy lake.
Without the obstruction of the lake, the silent moonlight and starlight shone straight down, reflecting a magnificent ruin and countless dead bones scattered among the ruins. It looked exactly the same as the huge temple in front.
But the woman didn't pay attention to what was behind her and didn't even look at it twice.
Her slender fingers had already touched the bunch of blue delphiniums. She picked them up gently and held them between her fingers. When she lowered her head to sniff, the corners of her eyes and brows immediately melted away.
Maybe seeing this bouquet of flowers reminded me of someone
There was a hint of reminiscence in her eyes, but a gentle and soft smile hung on her lips, just like the wind blowing at the moment, the stars and moonlight in the sky, and the small blue larkspur in her hand...
Is it a lake monster
It is obvious that this is what he should think, but Jianchou, who was hiding in the darkness of the corridor, looked at it from afar and felt that the figure was extremely beautiful.
There is not the slightest demonic quality in him, instead he is very much like a god.
When you lower your head and sniff, that spiritual posture does not seem to be in the human world, but in heaven.