"It seems that the murderer really took great pains!" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes. wWw, QUanbEn-xIAoShUo, Com
"Take great pains? Haha, really took great pains, even this is a game!" Mo Yuxi said with a cold expression on his face.
"Oh? Do you know the murderer?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.
"It's not far from ten, but there is no evidence at all, no one believes me. At that time, when I woke up, it was almost when Dao Monarch Uri broke into the hall. Outside the hall, many people witnessed, I can't argue!" Mo Yuxi looked complicated.
"Huh? Who is the murderer?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.
"Mao Daojun!" Mo Yuxi said solemnly.
"Oh? Didn't you say that he broke into Beimo Hall, those people have been dead for an hour?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.
"Yeah, Daojun Uori kills them. It is not necessary to be present or to take the action personally. He asked me to look after the sons of the sect masters, in fact, to lead me into the game, and to create evidence of his absence!" Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice. road.
"How do you say?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.
"You may not know that, in fact, at the beginning of the holy place, besides my father who was a dark phoenix, there was another phoenix, a fire phoenix! Later I married Taoist Maori, but this fire phoenix is giving birth to Yangzhi After nine, he died!" Mo Yuxi explained.
"Um?"
"The nine sons of Daojun Mao are also the sons of Phoenix. They all have the blood of the Fire Phoenix, and the Phoenix tribe has a talented supernatural power, do you know that?" Mo Yuxi asked.
"Nirvana rebirth?"
"Yes, as long as the soul is immortal and the flesh body dies, the soul will turn into a'Phoenix Soul Egg'. When this'Phoenix Soul Egg' is born, all the essence of the original flesh body will be extracted. The corpse will turn into ashes, the'Phoenix Soul Egg', which absorbs all the essence of the original body, will turn into a physical phoenix egg. Then it will break out of the shell and be reborn from Nirvana!" Mo Yuxi explained.
"The seven children of Daojun Mao are all corpses?" Yan Chuan condensed.
"Yes, according to everyone's wounds, after being poisoned, they cut their throats, bloodletted clean and died. Naturally, there is no such thing as annihilation. Everyone died, but the children of Daojun Mao were not reduced to ashes. , Did not congeal the phoenix egg! Haha...!" Mo Yuxi showed a wry smile.
"They don't have Nirvana, but the body and soul are separated?" Yan Chuan suddenly guessed the key.
"Yeah, Daojun Mao rushed into the hall in an instant. It is indeed too late to kill everyone in an instant, but he can quietly collect the spirits of his seven children in an instant." Mo Yuxi said solemnly.
"No one doubts?"
"It's useless to doubt. Dao-Jun Uri’s wife is a phoenix, but Dao-Ji Ui is a human. You can say that his children have abandoned the Phoenix bloodline and are completely human. How could it be? Phoenix Nirvana? This kind of thing is not impossible!" Mo Yuxi said.
"This is just your guess?"
"Except for this guess, there is no other explanation!" Mr. Wen Ruo shook his head.
"In other words, it was Daojun Mao's children who had poisoned them. Then, they killed everyone and blamed you, and finally committed suicide, with body and soul divided?" Yan Chuan said strangely.
"Yes, I just don't understand, why? Why do they spend such a high price? Suicide? Just to blame me? They are saints and saints!" Mo Yuxi said in confusion.
"No matter what, we already know the result and the process!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"But, there is no evidence, no one believes me!" Mo Yuxi said bitterly.
"Where is the corpse?" Yan Chuan asked.
"All were taken away!" Mr. Wen Ruo also smiled bitterly.
Yan Chuan took a deep breath, as Mo Yuxi guessed, what Daoist Mao did was too perfect! There is no flaw to follow!
"Killing the saint son and saint woman, because of this charge, the saint woman Yu Xi may be cut off from his position and demoted from the Jokhang Holy Land, and when he leaves the Jokhang Holy Land, he will face interceptions on all sides, not only the five vassal sects, Even the enemies of the saint’s father in the past will seek revenge on the saint Yuxi. Besides, will Daojun Mao let go of the saint Yuxi?” Mr. Wen Ruo explained.
"I have the token left by my father, and the Holy Lord can keep me safe!" Mo Yuxi said.
"Oh?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.
Then, Mo Yuxi repeated his father's words before his death.
"No, since Jingzhao doesn't care about your father's life or death, how can he care about your life or death? Otherwise, with that token, your father wouldn't necessarily die back then?" Yan Chuan questioned.
"I believe in father!" Mo Yuxi said affirmatively.
Next, Mo Yuxi took out a golden token and handed it to Yan Chuan!
Above the token, there is only one word'wu'.
The token has no vitality fluctuations, no formation, it should be just a token of a symbolic nature.
However, with this token, can Jing Zhao take care of Mo Yuxi? Then why did Mo Yuxi's father not use it to protect himself
Yan Chuan was lost in thought!
As the three of them were meditating, a voice suddenly sounded outside the hall.
"Get out of the way, Wen Ruo, I know Mo Yuxi is with you, let me in!" A mad voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Yang Zhi Jiu?" Yan Chuan's expression moved, and he suddenly remembered.
The three people in the hall looked at each other, and Yan Chuan nodded.
Wen Ruo walked out of the hall, and soon, Wen Ruo let Yang Zhijiu into the hall!
When Yang Zhijiu entered the hall, he saw Yan Chuan.
"It's you? Do you dare to come to my holy place?" Yang Zhijiu said coldly.
Yan Chuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm here to find Mr. Wen Ruo! Why don't you dare to come?"
Looking for Mr. Wenruo? Suddenly, Yang Zhijiu's expression relaxed a lot.
Instead, Yang Zhijiu looked at Mo Yuxi.
"Yuxi!" Yang Zhijiu suddenly said softly.
"Don't call me Yuxi, I can't stand it!" Mo Yuxi said coldly.
"What can't you afford? Are you doing it for Beimodian? Don't worry, I have already discussed with my father. As long as you are willing to marry me, my father will help you suppress everything!" Yang Zhijiu laughed road.
"Oh? Daojun Mao has his seven children dead, can you just ignore it?" Mo Yuxi said with a move.
On the side, Mr. Yan Chuan and Mr. Wen Ruo were observing the expressions of Yang Zhijiu to judge the case.
"Of course, they are them, I am me, and you don’t know. My father listens to me. If seven of them die, they will die. Here is the bride price. I am ready. As long as you agree, you will No worries, you are still a saint in the holy land, no one dares to move you!" Yang Zhijiu flipped his hands and took out a box of dowry.
Looking at Yang Zhijiu's confident attitude, Yan Chuan believed Mo Yuxi's guess even more.
"Huh, this is the bureau set by Dao Monarch Mao? Why do you want to target me? Even more so at killing your own flesh and blood?" Mo Yuxi scolded angrily.
Yang Zhijiu panicked on his face, but still calmly said: "What are you talking about? I don't understand, but I tell you, Mo Yuxi, if you don't agree to marry me, you will be degraded from the holy land. I can catch you back, but no one can protect you!"
"Derogate from the sacred place? Humph, Daoist Maori is so brave, and you are so cruel. Use the lives of seven elder brothers in exchange for me to marry you? If I really marry you, I can't decide which day, just like you. Like your elder brother, it was easily slaughtered by you to deceive another woman's heart!" Mo Yuxi said coldly.
"No, Yu Xi, how could I harm you? My brother, they actually...!" Yang Zhijiu hurriedly yelled, halfway through, and suddenly stopped.
"Mo Yuxi, let me tell you, I'm here to give you face and don't want to embarrass you. If you marry now, you can keep a little bit of tolerance. My father is ready to tell the Lord, and when the Lord speaks, you don't want to run away again. Out of the palm of my hand, you killed my seven elder brothers. In order to compensate my father, the Holy Lord will definitely agree to my father's request!" Yang Zhijiu said coldly.
"Go!" Mo Yuxi shouted.
"Humph!"
Yang Zhi Jiuyi flicked his sleeves and walked out of the hall angrily. It disappeared in a blink of an eye.
There was silence in the hall.
"It seems that the saint's guess is correct, and the spirits of the seven elder brothers of Yang Zhijiu are definitely still in the hands of Daojun Mao!" Mr. Wen Ruo analyzed.
"In order to marry me? Why does Daojun Mao spend such a great time?" Mo Yuxi frowned.
"Um?"
"With the merits of Dao Mao now, if you see a saint and tell the Lord, the Lord will agree to let that saint be his daughter-in-law, but Dao Mao has to pay for it for my sake. Da Zhou Zhang?" Mo Yuxi said in a puzzled way.
"This can show that there are things in you that Daojun Mao can't shake! This kind of thing is more important than Daojun Mao's achievements in Jingzhao's eyes!" Yan Chuan analyzed in a deep voice.
After speaking, everyone looked at the token, with the word'wu' on the token.
"Mr. Wenruo, trouble you!" Yan Chuan said.
"Oh? Hell, please say!"
"Thank you for helping me collect some information. During the period from the North Mo Temple bloody incident to the present, some information about Daojun Mao, Yang Zhijiu, and Gu Yue Shengzi!" Yan Chuan said.
"Okay, no problem! Yan Huang has a way?" Mr. Wen Ruo asked curiously.
"How? Oh, let's take a look at them first. By the way, if you can get the blood of Gu Yue Shengzi, Yang Zhijiu and the others, it would be even better. If you can't get it, you can get some of their hair!" Yan Chuan said.
"Okay, I will try my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo nodded.
"Is there a way?" Mo Yuxi frowned.
"From Yang Zhijiu's words, it can probably be seen that Yang Zhijiu should know everything that has passed. Since he knows, then pry it out of his mouth!" Yan Chuan said with a condensed expression.
"How to pry? Dao Mao is very concerned about Yang Zhi Jiu. As long as there is a slight accident in Yang Zhi Jiu, Dao Mao Mao will definitely be able to arrive in an instant. This is the Jokhang Holy Land!" Mo Yuxi frowned.
"I know, but with your quick token, I also thought of a way. You wait, as long as the news that Mr. Wen Ruo gets is the same as I thought in my heart, we can immediately preemptive and let Mao Ri Daojun, even if you watch it, you can't stop it!" Yan Chuan condensed in his eyes.