Chapter 179: Chaos is imminent

When Qingyun Zhenren heard this, his lips moved twice, and his beard trembled, but he didn't get angry anymore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Gu Da and Zhang Jing had already quietly and silently shrunk into the corner, trying to reduce their sense of presence as much as possible.

Zhang Jing even trembled when Qingyun Zhenren was angry. Hearing Mu Yizhen's words, he wanted to stop talking, but Guda pulled down his sleeves and closed up decisively.

Mu Yizhen looked at the corpse with scratches and bloodshot on his skin, and said in a deep voice: "The heart is a demon of its own, and it can still be exorcized." But what a puppet ......"

Qingyun Zhenren glanced at Wang Yue's body, sighed, and did not speak.

has lived for hundreds of years, and the dead people he has seen are unknown, and Wang Yue's death is still far from the terrifying description in the eyes of Qingyun Zhenren.

"Was there anything unusual about him before he died?" Mu Yizhen stood up and asked.

Guda and Zhang Jing looked at each other, and finally Guda stood up and replied: "It's no different from last night." He kept scratching and scratching at himself, and just now he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared loudly, and finally seemed to die of exhaustion. ā€

Qingyun Zhenren glanced at Zhang Jing, who looked a little timid, and frowned slightly.

Such a corn-sized guts don't look like people in the Torture Hall at all.

Mu Yizhen let out a faint "um", didn't speak, and walked towards the door.

Qingyun Zhenren also hurriedly followed, a little puzzled: "This is leaving?" ā€

Mu Yizhen made a straight face: "Wang Yue is dead, I have to send an announcement, so that people can rest assured!" ā€

Happy, who will be happy when Wang Yue is dead?

Nature is the one who does it. As soon as people are happy and relaxed, they may show their feet.

"Is it possible?" Qingyun Zhenren was a little skeptical.

"Whether it's feasible or not, you have to try to find out."

The two of them were like flying feet, but Qingyun Zhenren remembered that they hadn't gone far, and they had arrived at the entrance of the dungeon, and four torches were waving in front of them.

He opened his mouth: "You ......"

"What am I," Mu Yizhen took Qingyun Zhenren to stand on the iron plate, and the iron chain creaked and moved, "It's important to do things." ā€

Mu Yizhen's facial features are very profound, and under the swaying lights, there are large shadows. His voice was hard and cold, like a cold, damp but hard stone wall around him.

"Hiding so deeply, is it an attempt to subvert the Xuantian Gate?"

Qingyun Zhenren's expression was also dignified, and he was also thinking about the moral behind this matter.

The person who can perform spells on Wang Yue's body is not bad, and he must be a junior master or above, so that he can control his strength, so that he will not die on the spot, and he can drag it out to this day.

He couldn't help but ask, "Are you two reliable?" ā€

After the Xingming Hall received it, the only people who came into contact with Wang Yue were Gu Da and Zhang Jing.

Mu Yizhen turned his head to look at him.

Qingyun Zhenren muttered: "Mine, I'm not sure. ā€

The crunching sound stopped, and Mu Yizhen stood on the stone platform before he said slowly: "I'm not sure either." ā€

"Perhaps, the other party just wants us to have no us."

There is no suspicion in employing people, and there is no need for suspicious people.

When everyone is suspicious, can you leave things to others with confidence?

Xuantianmen's affairs, do you still want them to do it themselves?

But that's not the worst of it.

Once suspicion is planted, everyone can be suspicious, and even senior brothers like them must guard against each other, isn't Xuantianmen a mess?

"Muddy the water more and more, it's so calculating!"

Qingyun Zhenren closed his eyes.

Trust is no longer there, and Xuantianmen is about to be in chaos.

I complained even more in my heart. Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi, why don't you quietly say that you know with us, you have to make trouble in broad daylight, everyone knows it, and you can't hide it? Wouldn't it be much better to spy on it than to be in a passive position now?

Back in Jiangyuntai, Mu Yizhen was busy gathering the people of the Criminal Name Hall to secretly investigate, but Qingyun Zhenren locked himself in the side hall of the office.

Dianjiang Pavilion, Qingyun Zhenren was thinking about it, recalling who came into contact with Wang Yue yesterday.

At the same time, Yang Jun was chased by the real people of Gangshan Mountain.

Neither of them has used spiritual skills, and the real person of Gangshan has a big belly, where can he run Yang Jun's body is as light as a swallow?

The real person of Yushan ran on the slope covered with rocks on his stomach and legs alternately, pointing at Yang Jun's back: "Stinky boy, you stop for me!" I promise not to kill you! ā€

Yang Jun's legs were fast.

He didn't look back, and walked through the woods vigorously.

"Ancestor, don't fool me. If you catch me, I'll have to peel off my skin if I don't die

In my heart, I slandered my heart, didn't I just ask why my cultivation would regress, didn't I just ask what it felt like to fall from a peerless genius who everyone looked up to, as for grabbing people and beating them?

Yang Jun felt his ears hurt hotly again, and rubbed his reddened ears. There is no patriarchal bearing at all!

But he didn't dare to say it now.

The real person of Gangshan stood still holding his stomach.

"Boy, mountain man, I see that your brain is not rusty!"

He stood on a protruding rock, looked at the figure that appeared in the forest, and shouted angrily: "Then do you know that the mountain man is very angry now, and now I don't take this breath, I am ruthless, what will I do when you come back later?" ā€

I'm a mother, this ancestor won't hold back a big move?!

Yang Jun suddenly felt a chill in his back and stood on his feet suddenly.

Shouting behind him, "Don't mind, I'll be back soon!" ā€

The real person of Gangshan walked on the stone and panted.

Returning to the real person of Gangshan with Yang Jun was also a golden feather chicken that was roasted on the outside and tender on the inside.

When he smelled the fragrance, his nose twitched, and he put down the hand that was raised to the top of Yang Jun's head.

Yang Jun grinned: "You are tired of running for a long time, replenish your physical strength." ā€

"Hey, do you see that I'm such a useless person?"

Having said that, the real people of Yushan had already fished the golden feather chicken and ate it with relish.

While eating, he said indistinctly: "Let your kid ask casually, you can't ask meaningful and constructive questions." Let's talk about these useless old sesame seeds, rotten grains, and tattered things. ā€

Yang Jun felt that the real people of Yushan probably didn't know how to teach people, so he asked him to answer his questions.

Yang Jun first asked a question that he had always been curious about and wanted to know-aren't you always very good, how could you cultivate backwards, and three times in a row, until now you are still a real person, can't you climb to the position of Tianzun?

He defended himself: "You don't understand this old age. A lesson from the past, a teacher for the future. Disciple, I should keep your teachings in mind, keep myself upright, and avoid detours. ā€

You don't understand that...... That sounds familiar.

The real person of Yushan turned his head to look at Yang Jun, threw away the chicken bone in his hand, and slapped him on the top of the head: "Stinky boy dares to learn from me!" Shanren, I am the genius of Xuantianmen, which onion are you, dare to compare with Shanren and me! ā€

Isn't it just that I have listened to you a lot and learned a mantra? This is also about doing it when you don't get along? Yang Jun hugged his head and ran away.

The real person of Yushan felt that he was being ridiculed, and he mocked mercilessly: "Just like you, you can't get through the spiritual trick for three years, and you dare to compare with me, it's really a big laugh off people's big teeth!" ā€

"Then I am also your apprentice. If you don't teach me all the lessons you have learned, if something goes wrong in the future, others will laugh - a nest of masters and apprentices. ā€

"Phew," the real person of Yushan spat out, "with your kid's qualifications, be my apprentice?" I'm ashamed of the mountain people! ā€

Yang Jun stood still: "Hey, it's not you who said it to Qingyun Zhenren. ā€

Then he affirmed: "So many people have heard it." Now the whole Xuantian Sect should know that you have accepted an apprentice, Ancestor. ā€

Gangshan Zhenren: ......

I had too much fun at the clouds, but I didn't get the expected results. At that time, I was very dissatisfied, very dissatisfied!

This dissatisfaction was now sprinkled on Yang Jun's head.

The real person of the mountain grabbed the stone beside him casually, and a five-paw print suddenly appeared on the boulder that was high.

Then put the five fingers together, rub it twice, and the stones in your hands will be ground into small stones. picked one up and threw it at Yang Jun.

Small pebbles the size of a thumb smashed on his body, but Yang Jun grinned in pain, and couldn't help but cry out ouch.

It hurts, it hurts a lot.

Yang Jun has been infiltrated by the Spirit Lake, and the muscles and bones refined by the Cold Spirit are no longer comparable to ordinary physical bodies, and this power of hitting is not worth mentioning at all.

But every stone thrown out of the real person of the mountain smashed on his spiritual aperture. Each one is precise. Let him jump up and down, dodge left and right, and none of them will miss.

However, every time it hurts, I feel a hot current rushing through my body.

Yang Jun subconsciously carried Zhou Tiangong and introduced spiritual energy to circulate in his body.

He really didn't understand what kind of inexplicable shelf he was holding to save face. said in front of people that he was his apprentice, but after people didn't admit it, he resolutely refused to let him call him master.

What a twisty old man!

Don't let him call "Master, Master", Yang Jun had to call "you old" and "old ancestor".

Now that he is being thrown with a pebble by a real person in Gangshan Mountain, Yang Jun feels sad for himself, isn't this like a cat catching a mouse, teasing!

The real person of Yushan watched Yang Jun stumble vigorously, and smiled: "Hey, stinky boy, do you know what you look like now?" ā€

"Jump left, jump right, get rid of a grasshopper! Hahaha! ā€

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Yang Jun was like a grasshopper, and he was so happy that he leaned back and laughed.

Yang Jun was overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

My name is Caiyi Yuzun, Caiyi Yuzun is good!

Don't play to amuse your old ancestor, I'll do it!

"Okay, okay, I'm poorly qualified, I'm stupid. You're a genius, a genius. I am very different from you. Okay? ā€

After Yang Jun shouted this, the sweat on his face had already wet his sideburns.

Why don't you just jump for a while, how much exercise is there, how can you sweat so much?

Yang Jun thought while wiping his sweat. He didn't feel so tired when he was refining his body!

The real person of Gangshan beckoned him to pass.

Yang Jun looked at him warily: "What are you going to do when you're old?" It hurts to hit the pebbles! ā€

The real person of Yushan laughed: "Pain? The pain is right! (To be continued.) )