Although Cao Liang still had a trace of luck in his heart, reason told him that this kind of luck could not exist.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the main hall, Cao Liang saw that the body of the Ziyun Dao person had fallen in front of the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch, and he had been stabbed in the chest, and it was in the center.

However, his demeanor was very serene, and his expression did not have the distortion and horror of a dying person, as if he was asleep, naturally peaceful, like an old monk in a state of calm.

Fang Bu stepped forward to probe his snort, and shook his head gently at Cao Liang, signaling that the Purple Cloud Dao man was dead, and there was no way to return to the sky.

The murderer's killing method is extremely sophisticated, it is completely one-sword, without any mud and water, and the people of Ziyun Dao, as an ordinary person, may not even have the slightest power to resist.

Cao Liang silently looked at the remains of the Ziyun Dao people, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It stands to reason that Cao Liang and the people of Ziyun Dao don't have any friendship, they just have a relationship, and even Wushisan is just a transaction, Cao Liang got the formula of Wushisan from the hands of Ziyun Dao people, and Ziyun Dao people got the cultivation method of Neidan from Cao Liang's hands.

But this transaction brought death to the people of Ziyun Dao.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me!

This also made Cao Liang feel a deep guilt about the death of the Ziyun Dao people.

Ziyun Dao people were originally just a person who was tired of the red world, and was bent on seeking immortals and ignoring the world, although he lived in Shouyang Mountain, not far from Luoyang, but he lived a life of isolation and infighting.

If it weren't for Cao Liang's arrival that broke his quiet life, the people of Ziyun Dao could have continued to live his immortal-like life leisurely along his inherent life trajectory.

Cao Liang's eyes swelled with a hint of anger, the woman in Yipinju was really a femme fatale, what she was asking for was just a formula for five stone scatters, but she wanted to use murderous means to forcibly seize it, which was not just excessive!

At the same time, Cao Liang also felt a burst of sadness in his heart, in this world, how can there be any justice and justice, the strong bully the weak, and kill people like mustard.

This Yipinju is so ruthless, it seems that its background is definitely not simple.

Cao Liang sighed lightly, the deceased is gone, and he is buried in peace.

"Fang Bu, bury the purple-clothed Taoist chief and the two little Taoist boys, and put them in the ground."

Fang Bu didn't say anything, this time he didn't refuse Cao Liang's request, after all, the dead are the greatest, and it is never appropriate to let them die in the mountains.

Fang Bu found a hoe, and went to the back of the Ziyunguan Hall, digging three deep pits, of course, there were no coffins or anything like that, Fang Bu found a few straw mats, first wrapped the bodies of the two little Taoist boys, put them in the pit, and buried them.

Then, he returned to the main hall and prepared to move the corpse of the Purple Cloud Dao person.

Cao Liang sighed and said to Ziyun Dao: "Ziyun Dao Chief, I'm really sorry for you, I didn't expect that a five-stone loose formula would cause you to die for it, and the path of seeking immortals came to an abrupt end." In fact, I might as well tell you that in this world, there is absolutely no immortality, and the so-called becoming an immortal is just people's fantasy. Today, you set foot on the ghost gate, which can be regarded as breaking the thoughts of this life, the road of Huangquan, go all the way! ”

Just as Cao Liang was reading the eulogy, the closed eyes of the Ziyun Dao people suddenly opened, grabbed Cao Liang's clothes with both hands, and said angrily: "Good boy, you dare to deceive this Dao, this Dao will never die with you!" ”

Cao Liang was so frightened that his soul was scattered at that time, could this be the legendary corpse?

But this is not very like, if you cheat the corpse, at most, the corpse can move, but if you speak, it will be too weird.

After Ziyun Daoren said this, his expression withered, and he sat down on the ground again, his face was as white as paper, but his breathing recovered.

Fang Bu stepped forward, probed his pulse, then took out a powdered dose from his bosom, forcibly stuffed it into his mouth, and took another pair of powder, and applied it to the wound on his chest.

Obviously, the treatment of the square cloth was timely and effective, and the breathing of the Ziyun Dao people quickly became stable, and their pale faces gradually became more ruddy.

Cao Liang believed that he hadn't bumped into a ghost, but he was still very curious about the death and resurrection of the Purple Cloud Dao people: "Dao Chief, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

The Ziyun Dao people glanced at him angrily and said, "If Poor Dao is really dead, how can he talk to you?" ”

"How did the Taoist rise from the dead? Could it be that you can't become a Taoist, what immortal magic can't be? Cao Liang said with a puzzled face, to be honest, Cao Liang really didn't believe that there was any resurrection magic in the world.

Ziyun Dao people sighed lightly and said: "What kind of immortal art can be done in the poor Dao, it is just a kind of breath-holding technique that I have learned since I was a child, after holding my breath, my breath is cut off, and my body is gradually cold and stiff, no different from a dead corpse, so that I can barely deceive the killer." However, this fake death technique can only last for an hour at most. ”

Cao Liang couldn't help but sigh greatly, this world is so big, it is really no wonder, Ziyun Dao people actually know how to hold their breath, it is really a critical time, and they can save their own lives.

However, Cao Liang's heart moved, and said: "Dao Chief, this killer's knife is stabbed in your heart, even if you can hold your breath, but if you stab your heart, it will be difficult to save your life?" ”

Ziyun Dao people showed a slight smile on their faces, and said: "The heart of the poor Dao is different from the hearts of others, ordinary people's hearts grow on the left side, but the heart of the poor Dao grows on the right side, the killer's knife, although the stabbing is accurate and ruthless, but it failed to kill the poor Dao." ”

Cao Liang was stunned, this eccentric person, I'm afraid it is really one in ten thousand, the luck of the Ziyun Dao people is really good, not only has an eccentric eye, but also knows how to hold the breath, these two are indispensable, if he doesn't know the technique of holding the breath, the killer misses the blow, and then makes up for it, even if he has an eccentric eye, it will be useless.

But even if he can hold his breath and fake his death, if he doesn't have an eccentric eye, the murderer's knife will not leave him a chance to cast a spell.

In short, it was a complete fluke that the people of Ziyun Dao were able to escape death, even if there was a slight deviation, he would definitely die.

Seeing that the people of Ziyun Dao were unharmed, Cao Liang finally felt a little better in his heart, but what he wanted to know more was who was the poisoner, was it really the mysterious woman who lived in Yipinju? Or is there another real culprit behind the scenes?

"Daoist Ziyun, what kind of person can have such a big grudge against you, he has to put you to death?"