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A sloppy Taoist Wei Dingzhao, like a pine in the Yellow Mountain, let you wind and rain thousands of times, he will not move. In the end, the interrogators did their best, and all that remained was admiration for him. It's just the pain of flesh and skin, and I've never seen a person, I'd rather blow up my bladder than say a word. Such concentration and forbearance are absolutely beyond the power of human beings.

"What should I do? ”

Liu Zijian, the head of the Shangcheng City Police Department, was smoking cigarette after cigarette at this time. It's been three days, and I haven't asked a word for three days, how do you ask him to explain to Mayor Du. However, any further delay will only further prove the incompetence of the police department.

Thinking of this, Liu Zijian cautiously dialed the landline of Du Wanshan's house with his mobile phone.

"Hey, hey, is it Brother Cui? Ah? Mayor Du, I thought it was Secretary Cui, why did you answer the phone in person? Oh, the situation, well, Mayor Du, Zijian is incompetent! This humane method is profound, and he has practiced the Turtle Breath Gong since he was arrested, and he has not said a word since he was arrested. Hey, hey, Mayor Du?" Liu Zijian held the phone lonely and refused to put it down, but it had already hung up over there, leaving only the echo of "Dudu", which seemed to be venting his dissatisfaction.

Thirty minutes later, Wei Dingzhao was taken away. Cui Renjie, secretary general of the municipal party committee, personally came to take it away, and Liu Zijian sat paralyzed on his Taishi chair, not knowing what the future holds.

Thirty minutes later, west of the city, King Kong Terrace, Sanqingguan. The old master Yiran said that he personally received Cui Renjie in the Taiqing Palace. Cui Renjie was very polite and first conveyed Du Wanshan's greetings. Then with a wave of his hand, the entourage brought boxes of jade and ore, the jade is all Hetian jade, all of which are the best grades of the spirit of the spirit, and the ore is naturally a good material for alchemy and foundation.

Just when the old people in the hall kept sighing and were extremely surprised. Cui Renjie knelt down for Yiran Daoist with a "plop", and then snot and tears Du Qilin's death, Du Chang's house was bombarded, and the murderer still refuses to recruit a partner and cry. When the old people heard this, they were all angry, and they were about to come out.

However, there are thousands of people in the family, and there is only one person in charge. Yiran Lao Dao never spoke, saying that he wanted to help. Although the old Taoists below discussed, none of them dared to stand up publicly, and in the end, there was a dead silence above the main hall, and everyone's eyes fell on Yiran Lao Dao alone.

Yi Ran Lao Dao, twisted his beard in his hand, and said slowly: "Those who cultivate the Tao don't care about right and wrong. Then, he closed his eyes and said nothing.

It's that simple, it's so direct, it's so brutally refused. Cui Renjie didn't react for a while, this was an eviction order, and he was about to step forward to explain. Sensei said that it was him, and even the old Taoists below were stunned. Not to mention that Du Wanshan's personal relationship with Yiran Daoist is very irreversible, it is the three Qingguan themselves that were built by Du Wanshan.

"Hahaha! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Since Senior Brother Yiran doesn't dare to offend people, then let me be this wicked person!" Just when the atmosphere in the main hall was cold, an old man in white clothes, waving Buddha dust in his hand, and his white eyebrows were upside down, walked in.

"Uncle Lu, you-" Yiran Dao Chang stood up immediately, with a look of embarrassment.

"Whew-" The white-clothed Taoist is gone.

However, there were more mosquitoes and flies in Daoist Yiran's ears: "Don't worry, senior nephew, even if the other party is really the successor of Cao Wei's Taoism, you are afraid of them, but I am not afraid." Uncle Shi, I went down the mountain this time to explore the Tao and make breakthroughs. ”

"Master must not be impulsive. Although you can break the Wei family's invisibility talisman, the Cao family's seven-star sword array ......"

"Alas, the nephew filtered. I just want to see the true face of Cao Wei's Daofa, but I don't dare to break any sword formation. As for breaking the formation? Isn't there still the military?"

"Uncle Shi, why bother. Everyone is in the same vein, so why bother to offend them in vain?"

It turned out that this white-clothed old man was the famous "Changeable True Monarch" Lu Wuxiang. Legend has it that this person has lived for 300 years, and has been in retreat in Chang'an Yongle Palace for 50 years, almost becoming enlightened. However, whether he succeeds or not, it is just a little bit worse, after he gets out of the customs, although his cultivation can be ever-changing, and he can hide and deform his body at will, but for some reason, he just didn't soar. People like him, not to mention the successor of Cao Wei Daofa, even if the Sanqing Supreme descends to the earth, he has to go and see it. Is there any fear?

Let's say, the two of them are there, and everyone is inexplicable. But in the end, Daoist Yiran still failed to convince Lu Wuwu to leave this matter alone. Moreover, he was afraid that Lu Wuwu would make a big deal out of the matter, so he had to intervene in the matter. After all, this was what happened in his Sanqingguan dojo.

The old master of Sanqingguan, Yiran, personally stepped out, and the Changle Palace's Ever-Changing True Monarch Lu invisibly helped. This coke broke Cui Renjie, and he immediately went back to report the news.

Things are a lot easier. Wei Dingzhao could resist three days of beating in the police station, but he couldn't resist a Taiji diagram of Sanqingguan. is just such an ordinary Tai Chi gossip map, but he only glanced at it, and he was confused. Then, one after another, the images in my mind came and went. Then, how to meet Wang Dinghe, how to design to collect Du Qilin, how to cover Cao Xianger's escape, and not a single picture appeared in Yiran's mind.

Of course, these are only known to Daoist Yiran alone. Originally, Lu Wuwu wanted to forcibly interrogate with mind reading, but Daoist Yiran was afraid that he would hurt Wei Dingzhao's mind, so he suggested that he ask. asked about the facts, but only told everyone that there were still two people on the run, and nothing else was said about Cao Xiang'er refining the soul and creating the essence messenger.

There are still two people on the run, so let's look for them! But, but, but! Even he, Lu Wufu, went into battle in person, and searched for three days, but he didn't find it! This, how is this possible? Lu Wufu, what kind of seniority is that, what kind of supernatural power. He is almost a figure at the level of an immortal, and his own cultivation is a variety of physical bodies, specializing in concealment. As a result, others became invisible, and he could not find them. What a slap in the face and shame this is!

The ever-changing true monarch Lu was invisible and stimulated. He "bang" and "bang" twice, and shot out two eyeballs, one flew to the Ruyi Peak at the top of the South Mountain, and the other flew to the King Kong Terrace at the top of the West Mountain. It seems that he is out of the way. It is estimated that if he can't find anyone again, he can be ashamed and die in this Dabie mountain recess!

Sure enough, it worked. No matter where Wang Dinghe and Cao Xianger hid, at least there was always a heartbeat. And, it's enough to have a heartbeat. It is enough to determine their location. Although Cao Xianger has a seven-star sword array to protect himself, how can Wang Dinghe be a burden, and Lu Wuwu is an expert at the level of an earth immortal. Therefore, Cao Xianger had no chance to set up a battle with time, and within one day of being driven out, he lost six peachwood swords in a row. It's a huge loss!

And if the only peachwood sword in her hand was sucked away by the big ears again, then they would really be dead. And this seems to be only a matter of three or five minutes.

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