"What? Did you catch the murderer?!" An Wenxing's mind was in a mess, as if he forgot who he was questioning.
The prison chief understood his mood, but he was not angry, "I didn't see it."
Qin Yanzhi said coldly, "Lead the way!"
The crowd followed the elders of the criminal court to the foot of a mountain. The mountain was named Jiguan Mountain because of its shape like a cockscomb.
They walked halfway up the mountain and found a cave.
The chief justice pointed to the entrance of the hole: "This is it."
A few people entered, the cave was dark, and the humid air had a sticky stench, which seemed to indicate something ominous.
After the foundation is established, night vision can be seen, Jing Yue is alert and walks last.
The strange rocks in the cave are rugged, twists and turns, the rock walls are covered with moss, and the feet are slippery mud. The ears are very quiet, except for the sound of water droplets hitting the stone, there is only the sound of everyone's breathing.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the cave suddenly opened up. At a glance, Jing Yue saw a rotting corpse lying on the ground, emitting a stench.
mortal? Jing Yue reacted subconsciously.
It is necessary to know that the body of the cultivator is protected by spiritual power, and it is impossible for it to rot so quickly.
But he heard An Wenxing shout: "It's Pang Can, it's him! I recognize it!"
Jing Yue admired An Wenxing a little, and he could still recognize it at a glance. He looked at the corpse carefully, and sure enough, he could vaguely recognize Pang Can's face.
"But how did he rot so fast?"
Qin Yanzhi: "He was sucked out of his spiritual roots."
Jing Yue was stunned for a moment, and then a cold air rushed up from his spine.
The pain of a cultivator being pulled out of his spiritual roots is tantamount to the pain of searching for a soul, which is thousands of times more terrifying than death.
He had never heard of it in his previous life, and he has only heard of this kind of sorcery in this life. At that time, he also felt that the younger generation of cultivators was really a mountain higher than a mountain, and he could come up with such a cruel cultivation method, but until today, he has not experienced it for the first time. See you once.
"Puffing, smoking the spiritual root?" The elder of the prison director also widened his eyes in surprise, and he was speechless.
And Zheng Bai ran to the corner to vomit with extremely poor psychological quality, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or disgusted.
Qin Yanzhi: "It's the old man Tianxiang."
His voice was already cold, but at this time it was three points lower, making people feel cold involuntarily.
"Old Tianxiang?!" An Wenxing burst out suddenly, "Isn't he surrounded and killed by Ghost Fuzong a hundred years ago?"
Jingyue also heard about the name of the old man Tianxiang. He was the only one who practiced this sorcery. He deliberately asked a few more questions at that time.
It is said that the old man Tianxiang extracted the spiritual roots of others to feed himself, washed the essence and cut the marrow for thousands of years, and washed the original three spiritual roots into single water spiritual roots. If it weren't for the hidden dangers of this exercise, it would cause the practitioner's spiritual platform to become unstable and even collapse. I don't know how many people would be crazy about it.
In order to consolidate the spiritual platform, the old man Tianxiang was stained with the blood of the cultivators of the righteous way and the devil. Later, he was found by the ghost Fuzong and strangled on the spot.
Qin Yanzhi: "As far as I know, Gui Fuzong didn't kill him, he just controlled his serious injuries, and wanted to force him to tell the magic of the practice of sorcery for reference."
Elder Prisoner: "Hmph, as expected of an evil demon who is doing such a shameless thing! Have you forgotten how many of your disciples died in the hands of Elder Tianxiang?"
Qin Yanzhi: "However, the old man Tianxiang planned to escape. Ghost Fuzong has been looking for him all these years, but unfortunately it was in vain."
An Wenxing said angrily: "Since Gui Fuzong wants to know the exercises, why not search for the soul directly and let this devil's soul fly away!"
The old prisoner explained: "Elder Tianxiang has a high realm, it is not easy to search for souls, and the risk is too great." He turned to Qin Yanzhi again, "Could it be that the devil has been hiding in Central Continent?"
Qin Yanzhi: "I don't know, but in a short time, he must still be in Central Continent."
Jing Yue thought for a while and said: "It seems that the instability of his spiritual platform has not been resolved, and the situation is very bad, so he has to take action against the students of the academy at the risk of exposure. If I remember correctly, Pang Can is Shuimushuang. Linggen."
Elder Prisoner: "If it is true, as you said, he will definitely take action soon, and the prey he chooses must be monks with excellent spiritual roots. Almost all such monks belong to the great forces, and I will immediately pass on the books to the great powers. Pai, let them be vigilant and find Elder Tianxiang as soon as possible."
Suddenly, Jing Yue had a special thought, and he faintly sensed that the old man Tianxiang would involve a chance that belonged to him.
A cultivator has a hard time finding opportunities. If he retreats, God will punish him.
Jing Yue rolled his eyes and said, "It is better to be passive than to be active. How about letting me be the bait?"
"you?"
The old prisoner was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously refused: "No, the old man Tianxiang is already a Dongtian cultivation base, this is too dangerous!"
Jingyue was the ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect. If something happened, the Jiutian Academy would not be able to afford it.
Zheng Bai also hurriedly persuaded: "The ancestors must not be in danger!"
An Wenxing said, "I think it's ok. I remember that Elder Tianxiang likes to find monks in the foundation-building period, and Jing and Jing are both single-water and spiritual. If they are bait, they will definitely attract the attention of Elder Tianxiang."
Zheng Bai: "You are arrogant!"
Jing Yue: "Don't worry, although this trip is dangerous, I have something to protect myself and I can take precautions in advance. At least a blow from Dongtian won't hurt me."
He put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look, "Everyone can kill this kind of devil. As the ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect, I can't let him go unpunished, let alone let him fall into the hands of the devil!"
While several people were arguing, Qin Yanzhi said, "Yes."
"Mountain Chief!"
The prison chief looked at Qin Yanzhi puzzled, but he didn't explain, just stared at Jing Yue seriously: "I will do my best to protect you and prevent you from being hurt in the slightest."
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Pan Yang Secret Realm.
Jiang Xue poked the body of the beast with his sword and confirmed that the giant rock python was completely dead before he put the sword in its sheath.
At this time, his body was dirty, and the blood of the beast was dripping on his face. He wiped it impatiently, and then fiddled with the scattered hair with his hands, and then tied it up again.
A smug smile appeared on Jiang Xue's face. The beast he met this time was very powerful, and he almost suffered a big loss, but he still successfully completed the task of the teacher's door, and he would get a bottle when he returned to Lingfeng Sect. Jasper Dew, to help him in the future to attack the Middle Realm of Foundation Establishment.
Jiang Xue was tired and tired just after a big battle, so she decided to return directly to the division.
Just as she was about to cast a spell to clean up, Jiang Xue suddenly closed her eyes and fell to the ground.
I don't know how long he fainted, but it was already evening when Jiang Xue came out of the secret realm.
He hurried back to Peach Blossom Town at the foot of Lingfengpai Mountain. The moon was already sticking out of the sky, the stars were spreading across the night sky, the town was lit up, and the tempting aroma of food was permeating everywhere.
Although Jiang Xue was fasted, she was dizzy and weak at this time, so she simply walked into a restaurant and prepared to eat some spiritual beasts to supplement her physical strength.
Once seated, someone greeted him, "Senior Brother Jiang, what a coincidence!"
When Jiang Xue saw it, it turned out to be several people from the same family. He smiled and said, "If you meet me, just come with me."
"No, we just ate it." The man asked curiously, "Didn't Senior Brother Jiang be fasting long ago?"
Another person said, "Senior brother Jiang should have gone to the Panyang Secret Realm today, so why don't you come and rest now?"
Jiang Xue nodded reservedly.
"It seems that Brother Jiang's trip went quite smoothly, so let's congratulate him first."
Jiang Xue: "It's easy to say, easy to say."
After the greeting, several people left the restaurant one after another, and they couldn't stop talking along the way—
"Senior Brother Jiang is really amazing. He has already built his foundation before he is forty, and he is no weaker than the geniuses of Jiutian Academy."
"Yeah, if he hadn't succeeded in establishing the foundation a few days later and missed the academy assessment, he would have been studying on Jiutian Mountain at this time."
"The vicious beasts in Pan Yang's Secret Realm are not simple. I heard that ordinary foundation-building disciples go to the trial, and at least two people must cooperate to hunt down the beasts, and Senior Brother Jiang is always alone."
"Hey, who let people be Shanshui Linggen? The talent is outstanding, we can't envy it."
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Several people were talking happily, but no one noticed, a cold gaze swept over them.
In the restaurant, Xiao Er has already served the food.
Jiang Xue took a piece of spiritual meat and was about to eat it when she saw a Taoist priest in yellow robe standing beside the table.
The Taoist looks ordinary, but his nose is exceptionally high and there is a bulge on the bridge of the nose. Holding a pot of wine in his hand, he asked, "Little Daoist friend, can I sit here?"
Jiang Xue looked around, and it was clear that there were still many vacancies, but he felt that the Taoist Huangpao was highly cultivated. Although he had doubts in his heart, he did not dare to object, and only said, "Please."
After the Taoist Huangpao sat down, he stared straight at Jiang Xue, who was staring at Jiang Xue uncomfortably and asked, "Is something wrong with you?"
Daoist Huangpao grinned, revealing a mouthful of black teeth, looking particularly frightening. "I think the little friend's bones are peculiar and the sky is a genius, but unfortunately, he was secretly surrounded by a net."
Jiang Xue was stunned. Although he was a cultivator, he devoted himself to practicing the Dharma, and he didn't have much research on the number of the eight characters. As soon as this person's words were heard, he knew that they were not good words. He was unhappy in his heart, but he was still respectful on his face, "Senior please advise."
The Taoist Huangpao half-closed his eyes, with an unfathomable smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "This lucky person is empty, dangerous, frightening, and fierce, and disasters come from heaven, and you need to beware of bad guys as soon as possible, otherwise there is nowhere to go. Get out, it is inevitable.”
Jiang Xue's heart was relieved after hearing this. It turned out to be a liar full of nonsense? When he returns to the teacher's door, where will he meet the gangsters? But he still smiled: "Thank you."
The old man in yellow robe: "You little fellow Taoist don't believe it?"
Jiang Xue: "No, I..."
Halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly became straight and his face was blank.
The Taoist Huangpao smiled strangely, got up slowly, his fingers were hidden in the wide sleeve robe, and then Jiang Xue stood up and walked out with him.
Seeing Jiang Xue being so "well-behaved", Taoist Huangpao was even more satisfied. If it weren't for the fact that only the base-building cultivators could enter Pan Yang's secret realm, why did he wait for Jiang Xue for seven full days? Now, he finally got the man.
Taoist Huangpao is the old man Tianxiang.
He just killed the students of Jiutian Academy a few days ago, how dare he continue to stay? On the same day, he fled all the way to the west and came to this Peach Blossom Town.
Thinking of him as a cultivator in the sky, but hiding like a mouse all day long, miserable and miserable, the old man Tianxiang couldn't help but love himself.
Everyone knows that his practice is amazing, which made him go from three spiritual roots to today's single spiritual roots, but who knows, if he is given another chance, he will never practice this method!
That kind of spiritual platform will collapse at any time, and he will become a mortal fear in the blink of an eye, almost torturing him into a lunatic!
Back then, when he got this set of exercises by chance, he thought he was the darling of heaven, but he didn't know it, but there were endless troubles.
In order to stabilize the spiritual platform, he could only start with other cultivators, provoked the pursuit of the righteous demons, and was almost killed by Ghost Fuzong.
He finally escaped, and he didn't dare to stay in Shuxi Continent any more. He had tossed around in all these years, and he was afraid to live. He only dared to pick some talented disciples from small sects. But as his cultivation level improved, the spiritual platform became more and more unstable, and he almost went crazy a few days ago!
He happened to be in Lecheng at the time. Due to the sudden incident, he didn't even have time to prepare, so he had to take risks and attack the students of Jiutian Academy. Despite his efforts to remove the traces, there are still hidden dangers.
Therefore, even if his spiritual platform was still not completely stable after absorbing Pang Can's spiritual roots, he could only hold on and escape first.
Fortunately, the sky did not kill him, and he actually heard the character Jiang Xue in Peach Blossom Town. This person is the most talented disciple of the Lingfeng School, and he is also a single water spirit. With Jiang Xue's help, his spiritual platform will definitely be stable for a few years.
It's just that the Lingfeng faction is not weak, and there is also a master of returning to the void, and he has to fight quickly.
It was a long dream, so Tianxiang old man led Jiang Xue into the dark alley, quickly tucked him into his sleeve robe, and left the city like this.
Along the way, he was confused, and it was not until two hours later that he arrived at his hiding place, a ruined temple.
The Buddha statue in the temple fell to the ground, the paint was peeled off, and the old man Tianxiang recited the mantra, and the abdomen of the Buddha statue suddenly cracked, revealing the black hole.
There are several rotting corpses in the cave, all of which are some of the loose cultivators he has captured in the past few days. Although the stench was foul, the old man Tianxiang didn't seem to be able to smell it. He kicked the corpse aside at will, and threw Jiang Xue out with another flick of his sleeves.
The old man Tianxiang glanced at the drowsy young man on the ground. The other party had been hit with a Soul Charm, and it would take a day and a night to wake up, so he was not worried that Jiang Xue would escape.
He arranged the formation around Jiang Xue, and when everything was ready, he lifted the person up and made him face him against the wall.
He bowed to Jiang Xue and said, "I'm sorry for you this time. If I gain the Tao someday, I will definitely lead your soul into my door."
After that, he lifted up his robe and sat down with his knees crossed, his fingers changing frequently, trying to peel off Jiang Xue's spiritual roots.
With the application of the exercise, the surrounding wind was surging, and the old man Tianxiang chanted the mantra. Suddenly, he felt a great crisis approaching him!
The old man Tianxiang suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that Jiang Xue, who was opposite him, woke up at some point. At this time, his eyes were fixed on him, just like staring at a dead man.
The tip of his heart skipped a beat, and before his body could react, he saw a little silver light lit up between Jiang Xue's eyebrows.
In a trance, he saw white snow rustling, rain and thunder, and saw a delicate seed sprouting out, blooming in the spring breeze, and withering in the autumn leaves...
Everything is the law of nature.
And he, under the fierce sword energy that contains the way of nature, is like falling into Abi hell!
The old man Tianxiang had no choice but to suffer from this sword.
His yellow robe was bulging, like a protective treasure, and he was trying his best to resist the erosion of sword energy.
Suddenly I heard a cracking sound of brocade and silk, and the yellow robe had been twisted into pieces by the sword energy.
The old man Tianxiang was naked and staggering for a few steps, blood spurting wildly, and even the Yi Rong Dan he deliberately took was ineffective, revealing his original appearance.
But he still escaped the catastrophe - the old man Tianxiang sacrificed his most precious protective magic weapon in exchange for a life.
The escape from death made the old man's spiritual platform shake even more. He was furious, and he only hated that the insects in his hands dared to bite him back. Under his anger, he directly grabbed Jiang Xue!
The latter pushed a talisman, moved a step to the right, and escaped ten feet in the blink of an eye.
The old man Tianxiang caught a glimpse of his life, and he shouted violently: "You are courting death!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a stronger sword qi attacked from behind him, and the old man Tianxiang immediately performed the escape technique, and the next moment he appeared in the forest outside the temple.
Hearing a loud bang, the broken temple collapsed suddenly, and among the broken tiles and flying dust, a young Taoist stood with a sword.
When the old man Tianxiang saw the other side clearly, he was instantly afraid and hated, and finally squeezed three words from his teeth - "Qin, Yan, Zhi!"
The author has something to say: Little Theater
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Tianxiang old man: Cannon fodder has no human rights, and people run naked when they first appear on the stage. If you have the ability, you can let the protagonist naked!
Qin Yanzhi: This depends on the situation of the crackdown.
Jingjing looked up at the sky: the moon was as big as a cake.
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Jiji: The second day without Jiji, I know a lot of people miss me, how about Jiji pretending to be dead for you? _(:▽」∠)_