"Was he kidnapped by someone else?"
In the deep night at Kunwu Station, only one lamp was lit in front of the window, stretching the figure of Zhenren Hengxu on the ground. He listened to Yue He's report behind him, and there was something unexpected in his voice.
How could Yue He have thought of this on his way back
When he ran into someone in the prison, he already knew something was wrong. The person hiding in the darkness, with a sharp sword, looked so familiar.
Almost subconsciously, he thought of Yashan.
But the final result was that "while the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman gains". A mysterious third person suddenly appeared and kidnapped Chen Tingyan. After the earth's Yin energy surged, no trace was left on the spot.
He and the opponent suspected to be from Yashan were of course both deeply surprised. However, at this time, although they both guessed that the other party was an acquaintance, they would never take the initiative to reveal their identities in this situation. When they saw that Chen Tingyan had disappeared, they both reacted as quickly as possible and evacuated quickly.
On the way back, Yue He was thinking about this matter.
Especially, Dili Yinhua...
"He was indeed kidnapped by someone, and his cultivation is extremely high."
After reporting the matter in detail, a hint of puzzlement emerged on his handsome yet slightly evil face.
"But Master, this mysterious man is using Earth Power Yin Hua. Could it be that there are some powerful ghost cultivators hidden in the City of Wrongful Death that we haven't discovered yet?"
You have to know that in the current Wrongful Death City, the ghost cultivators who should have fled had already fled. The streets and alleys of the city were checked once, and the ghost cultivators who did not leave were at least controlled like Chen Tingyan to prevent trouble.
The only exception is the fairy in the mist in the old alley.
But he didn't seem to have anything to do with this matter anymore, and he didn't seem like the kind of person who would secretly kidnap Chen Tingyan.
Yue He felt that it was not surprising to meet someone from Yashan, nor was it surprising to meet other people intervening. What was surprising was that this person was using soul power instead of spiritual power.
Master Hengxu slightly closed his eyes, his brows and features were faintly gloomy in the swaying shadows, but he said: "Those who can use the power of the earth are not necessarily only ghost cultivators..."
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"Not just ghost cultivators?"
At the Yashan garrison, Kou Qianzhi opened his eyes wide in slight surprise, standing in the house with a sword in his arms. After hearing Jianchou's words, he was a little surprised.
Several disciples of Master Fudao were in the house.
Jianchou, Shen Jiu, Chen Weishan, Bai Yin, Jiang He, and of course, Fu Chaosheng who stood here and listened very naturally.
There were lights on in all four corners of the house, and it was very bright.
Jianchou slowly paced from one end of the room to the other, lowered his eyes and thought deeply, and said: "I am a cultivator, but I can call on soul power because I practiced the extreme domain technique when my body and soul were separated. Moreover, besides me and this method, there are other people who can call on the earth's Yin Hua in other ways..."
It's just this person...
It's just a little bit special.
Everyone easily heard a certain inexplicable doubt in Jianchou's words, and they looked at each other.
Shen Jiu asked: "Who are you referring to as the other person?"
Jianchou raised his eyes to look at him, and was silent for a while. Finally, he shook his head and said, "I can't think of any reason for this person to interfere in this matter. But since Chen Tingyan didn't fall into Kunwu's hands, it's good. Nothing will happen to him."
Saying half and leaving the other half always makes people curious.
Shen Jiu almost choked to death.
But Jianchou had no intention of continuing, and just turned around to say goodbye, saying: "We have decided today to set out again at dawn to attack the next city in Jiyu. We will not care about Chen Tingyan's matter for now, and I will handle the rest. It is getting late today, and you fellow disciples should rest first. I will take my leave first."
After saying that, she walked out the door.
Fu Chaosheng automatically stood up from his seat beside him and followed.
Kou Qianzhi, Shen Jiu and the others naturally escorted her out together, but when they reached the gate and were about to say goodbye, the youngest Jiang He suddenly called out, "Big Sister."
Jiang He looks like a little fat boy with a lot of spirit in his eyes and eyebrows. When Jianchou just entered the sect, he was already in the Golden Core Stage, ranked eighth, and the last among all the disciples of Fudaoshanren. Now, more than eighty years have passed, Jianchou is already in the middle stage of Return to Void, but Jiang He is still in the Golden Core Stage.
His cultivation level remained unchanged.
Jianchou has always had a strange feeling towards this junior brother.
At this moment, she heard him suddenly call her, she stopped and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Jiang, what's wrong?"
"I just feel that Senior Sister doesn't seem to be very happy these past two days."
He blinked his eyes and stuck out his tongue, looking a little cute and playful. But in fact, the look he gave Jianchou was strangely and seriously penetrating.
This sentence is not a joke.
Kou Qianzhi, Shen Ju and others were stunned when they heard this, then turned to see Chou.
The corners of her moon-white robe drooped gently, showing her graceful and gentle temperament as well as her calm and upright temperament. These two completely different temperaments were perfectly blended together in her.
It is an ice peak and also a snow lotus.
On that fair face, the features were delicate, the corners of the lips still had the usual curve, and the smile was faint. He looked no different from the past.
But after hearing what Jiang He said, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she looked back at Jiang He. She actually felt that the eyes of this eighth junior brother had an indescribable penetrating look.
It does not contain any impurities and is very pure.
Then, the curve of her lips gradually disappeared, and she lowered her head and sighed: "Master accepts disciples, and none of them are mediocre..."
This is undoubtedly an admission.
Everyone was a little surprised.
Even Fu Chaosheng was a little stunned. Although he knew what the word "unhappy" meant, he couldn't experience it personally. At this moment, all he could think of was the questions that Jianchou asked him when he came out after healing his injuries and recovering his cultivation.
Jiang He was a disciple accepted by Fudaoshanren very early on. When Jianchou entered the sect, he was the last one ranked. Moreover, neither his stature nor his cultivation had improved at all in the past eighty years.
There were people in the mountain gate who were also puzzled by this.
But Yashan has never been a sect that judges heroes by their cultivation. The more this is the case, the more considerate and understanding they are. So not only did no one criticize him, but they took better care of Jiang He.
Mentioning "Junior Master Jiang He", most of the disciples of Yashan would smile knowingly.
At this moment, he looked at Jianchou, not avoiding her gaze in the least, his eyes were bright, and he said, "Sister, just do what you want to do. Master said that Yashan has always been a 'famous sect' and has never been the same as the Nineteen Continents. In many things, there is no right or wrong, only success or failure."
There is no right or wrong, only success or failure.
At this moment, Jianchou's heart was filled with mixed feelings.
She looked at Jiang He for a long time.
Jiang He just smiled at her, blinked, and waved, saying, "We will leave tomorrow morning. Sister, please have a good rest tonight."
"… Um."
Jianchou responded slowly and nodded.
This time, she was the one who stood there and watched Jiang He and several other fellow apprentices walk back. Although they were much shorter in stature, there was an indescribable steadiness in their steps, and their backs seemed to be shrouded in an lingering mist.
But everyone has the spirit of Yashan.
Jianchou suddenly laughed.
Fu Chaosheng looked at her, and layers of dark green slowly emerged in his dark pupils, like ancient water plants in a deep pool, with a faint glow flowing like water waves.
He asked, "Are you playing charades?"
Jianchou shook his head but did not answer. He just walked out of the door, holding his sword, and walked to the other end of the long old alley.
The long shadow dragged on the ground.
It was like the day of the battle at the gates of hell.
Fu Chaosheng did not follow her, but just stood there, watching her figure until she disappeared at the end of the night.
The next morning, nearly 10,000 monks from the 19th Continent finished their rest and attacked the next city in the Extreme Territory again. Jianchou decided to sneak into the Extreme Territory again as Lianzhao, return to the Wuchang Clan, and spy on the depth of the Extreme Territory and the secrets behind it.
Qu Zhengfeng wanted to go with the army of monks.
So before setting off, Jianchou stood on the high wall of Wangsi City and asked him: "I heard that Chen Tingyan, who was supposed to be detained in prison last night, disappeared. The person who kidnapped him can command the power of the earth. Has your Majesty the Sword Emperor heard about it?"
Qu Zhengfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his dark black robe with gold woven on it fluttering in the wind. He did not even look at her, but only stared at the withered grass on the distant wasteland.
The sound is light and high.
Just four words: "Never heard of it."
Jianchou stared at him for a moment, but ultimately did not ask any further questions.
When the monks from the Nineteen Continents set out to attack the next city, she changed her moon-white robe into a loose black robe, inserted five red glass hairpins into her waterfall-like black hair, and wrapped delicate and tiny necklaces around her snow-white bare feet. She then transformed into Lian Zhao.
On the same day, in Fengdu City in the Extreme Realm, Li Han from the Ghost King clan came out of seclusion.