Time flies, and it is another two years in a blink of an eye.
The world is still the same, and there is not much time to change.
The underworld is very quiet, and it has been a long time since I saw the soul fire under the sun.
The Snow Country was also very silent. It seemed that even the ice and snow monsters, known for their brutality and bloodthirsty, needed to take a breather after a series of battles.
The soldiers and civilians of Beijun and the man in Fengxue Town of Gudao finally ushered in a year without war.
There is no major event overseas, but I heard that when a divine ship on Penglai Island was exploring the secret realm of Mingquan, one of the three major whirlpools, it suddenly encountered a strong wind and sank. Icebergs collide.
If it weren't for a certain hero from another continent to cross the sea to rescue, I'm afraid that the divine ship would have sunk into the cold seabed.
After this story spread to Chaotian Continent, many people dismissed it as an absurd lie, because no one could understand many details in this story except for those monks who were above the sea-breaker level. What do you mean, how can a person save a divine ship that is as heavy as mountains and rivers
It is also commonplace that people tend to only believe what they want to believe.
Until now, some mortals still insist that there are no ascetics in the world, which is the same reason.
Whether people believe it or not, some things happen.
For example, Haizhou City is about to usher in another feast of the four seas hosted by Xi Wangsun.
Meanwhile, a meeting was taking place in some hidden yamen in the city.
This year's winter has come to an end, and there is no snow falling in Chaoge City. Haizhou is on the bank of the West Sea, and the climate is warm and intoxicating like spring.
Looking at the indifferent faces of those ascetics, Shi Fengchen suddenly wanted to get drunk and stop thinking about these things, but he hadn't drank for two years since he was transferred.
He knew that if it wasn't for Haizhou City to hold the Four Seas Banquet, Qing Tiansi and his face would not be able to invite so many practitioners, let alone those disciples of the big sects.
"It's been two years since I was promoted."
Shi Fengchen looked at the group of ascetics and said, but there was no joy on his face.
Except for two ascetics who did not know the inside story and said congratulations twice, the other ascetics did not respond.
Ascetics respect the royal family, but they don't have any court officials in their eyes, even if Shi Fengchen is not an ordinary official.
What's more, Shi Fengchen was promoted from the supervisor of Chaonan City to the deputy inspector of Qingtian Division. It seemed that he was promoted, but many people knew why.
"As a deputy inspector, I'm investigating this case. If I can't catch those two devils this time, I'm done."
Shi Fengchen glanced over everyone, and said, "I really don't have much influence over your sects, but if I'm sure I'm going to die, I might use my last strength to influence the court's quota distribution."
Hearing this, the ascetics of sects such as Daze remained unchanged, while the ascetics of those small sects were a little anxious.
Whether it is spar or other cultivation resources, the imperial court and Zhongzhou Sect, Qingshan Sect, Daze, Xihai and other major sects jointly decide to allocate shares.
Those big sects naturally don't worry that the court will lose their offerings, but what about these small sects
Shi Fengchen really wanted to be ruthless before stepping down, even if he only reduced the supply of spar by 10%, it would have a great impact on those small sects.
A cultivator from a small sect said with a bitter face, "My lord, if you have any orders, just say so, why bother."
Shi Fengchen said: "What I mean is very clear. The powerhouses of the imperial court are either guarding the center in Chaoge Town, or fighting against the powerhouses of Xueguo in the Zhenbei Army. Today, the Qing Tiansi is only an empty shell. The two devils have no choice but to have the audacity to ask everyone to help."
The ascetic asked in surprise: "Where did those two devils come from?"
"Nobody knows."
Shi Fengchen waved his hand, and a beam of clear light fell on the wall, like a piece of white paper, with more than ten lines of densely packed handwriting appearing on it.
"The first was in Shangzhou, where the two demons killed four people. Afterwards, they found that they had never met the four people. They should have committed the murder at random. Then they killed four people in Chaonan City. Disciples of Mingsandu Sect also left some clues."
Shi Fengchen continued: "In the next two years, these two demons committed crimes one after another, killing more than 70 people in total, including innocent ordinary people and practitioners. Most of the crimes were for no reason, just like the first As if committing a murder once, it seems to be done at will, which shows the brutality of his heart."
Many people noticed the case in Chaonan City, and subconsciously looked at an old man sitting in the middle.
That old man with white hair and deep aura was none other than He Zhichong, the elder of the Kunlun School.
The Kunlun faction, who had never participated in the Four Seas Banquet, unexpectedly came with an elder, presumably related to the case in Chaonan City.
He Zhichong didn't speak. The Sandu faction is a vassal of the Kunlun faction, if only a few low-level disciples were killed, he would not have come forward at all. It's just that the young master of the Sandu faction suffered a lot because of this incident, and he kept his grudge in his heart afterwards, and persuaded the head of the Sandu faction to ask Kunlun for help, so he had to go through this experience.
Someone asked: "What realm are those two devils?"
Shi Fengchen said: "In the early autumn of last year, Master Zhugui, the abbot of the Black Dragon Temple, was beheaded to death across a green mountain by the devil. I am afraid that the other party is already in the middle of nowhere."
Hearing this, everyone had different expressions.
The presiding officer of the Black Dragon Temple, Zhugui, has a very bad reputation. He has cheated many wealthy businessmen into ruining their fortunes, and even the poor people's medical money. A certain imperial concubine is old, and the various sects are inconvenient and troublesome, so they have never been taken care of.
At this time, after listening to Shi Fengchen's words, he realized that this was the reason for the sudden death of Master Zhugui last year.
Shi Fengchen knew what everyone was thinking, frowned slightly, stopped talking about this matter, and said: "Those two devils have never been killed, so they don't have many clues. I only know that they are one tall and one short, a man and a woman. Covering your face with a gray cloth and using a flying sword, what do you guys think?"
Just these clues, any ideas
All was quiet.
"It has nothing to do with us anyway."
The middle-aged man who spoke had a dark complexion, and he was a monk from Daze, whose name was Zuo Yushi.
Everyone thought it was nonsense, Daze cultivated the way of wind and rain, of course it has nothing to do with you.
Zuo Yushi continued: "Since he is using a sword, he is still playing so well, it's nothing more than Bulaolin, Wuenmen, and Xihai."
Shi Fengchen shook his head and said: "Although the assassin of the old forest is sinister and vicious, he will not act so presumptuously. As for the door of no mercy..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.
In the past few years, Wu'enmen has been suppressed by Xihai very hard, how can they be in the mood to stir up wind and rain in the world.
Logically speaking, the strength of the Wuenmen and the Xihai Sword Sect is almost the same, and the background of the Wuenmen is far superior to Xihai. But there is a sword god in Xihai, so there is no way. As for Xihai... Although there is no sword cultivator from Xihai in the field, this is Haizhou, and Xihai is so powerful, who dares to criticize easily
Someone suddenly said: "Why is no one suspecting the Qingshan Sect? The murder happened first in Shangzhou, and then in Chaonan City, which is the domain of the Qingshan Sect."
Everyone was very surprised, thinking that this person is so talented that he dared to doubt the Qingshan Sect.
After seeing who that person is, everyone will understand the reason.
That man was called Zhujie, and he was the secular brother of Zhugui, who was killed as the abbot of the Black Dragon Temple. He was also a well-known casual cultivator in Zhongzhou, and he was said to have good friends with the Xihai Sword Sect.
Thinking about these things, everyone's eyes naturally fell to an inconspicuous corner.
There sat two young men.
The two were wearing blue sword robes, and they had never spoken to each other from the beginning to the end, keeping a low profile.
The one with a calm expression is called Yao Songshan, who is the eleventh disciple of Liangwang Peak of Qingshan Sect.
The younger disciple is called Lin Yingliang, and now he is learning swords at Shiyue Peak, this time he was brought out by Yao Songshan to practice.
Yao Songshan looked over there, didn't speak, but his eyes were extremely sharp, like a real sword.
Lin Yingliang didn't hold back, stared at Takesuke and said, "Do you want to die?"
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(Qing Shan should be safe, still so arrogant.)