Early morning, noisy and sad early morning.

The news of the murder of Shang Qingtian and others reached Qianhua Mountain.

In the magnificent hall, all the people in the faction gathered.

The expressions of these people were filled with great sorrow and righteous indignation!

Even Long Xingyun, the head of the boss who has always been moody, is no exception.

"Nine days, the people we sent to the village of no return have really been killed?"

"Yes, they're really all gone."

"And how the hell did they die?"

"When I arrived, they were already dead, and only Senior Brother Qingtian was dying."

Feng Jiutian said as he looked at Mu Xuantian.

Mu Xuantian looked very frightened at this time, obviously apprehensive about this matter.

"Division...... Master, we met the Ghost Realm Immortal Venerable Liao...... Chu Sheng......"

"What! Liao Chusheng! ”

Long Xingyun clenched his fists, his eyes widened angrily, and he said word by word.

"Liao Chusheng, if you kill my righteous path disciple, the old man will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

His hands were clenched and clucked, and blood oozed from his fingers. Drops of blood fell, staining the white bricks of the hall, but he didn't realize it......

Everyone has always felt that the head of the city is very deep, and it is the first time they have seen such a look.

His expression, his killing intent, and his sorrow moved everyone present.

"The Nine Ghost Realm is too deceitful, if it is not exterminated, how can the face of the righteous path exist!"

"Elder Lin, what you have said over the years, only this time I fully approve of it!"

"That's right, immortalize the Nine Ghost Realm, I, Feng Jiutian, swear not to be a human!"

All the disciples of the Ling Xiao Sect agreed, and they were enthusiastic for a while!

"Master, with our current strength, if we fight hard, we will inevitably lose both!"

Hearing this, Feng Jiutian snorted and glanced at the person who spoke.

This person has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his temperament is calm and elegant, which makes people feel inexplicably close, and it is the second senior brother Liu Hantian, who is proficient in medical skills.

When Long Xingyun saw him, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Cold weather, what you said makes sense, the teacher was too impulsive just now......"

Liu Hantian shook his head slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, if you don't kill the priest brother in the Nine Ghost Realm, you must put a long line to catch a big fish."

"Cold weather, you are meticulous, with you, you can rest assured after a hundred years as a teacher."

Long Lingxue saw that the two of them didn't talk about the key points for a long time, and couldn't help but ask anxiously.

"Second Senior Brother, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

"Senior Sister Long, we have to ask about the situation first and determine the source of the poison."

"What the second senior brother said is reasonable, don't be impulsive and fall into the trap of the gangsters."

Feng Jiutian looked at Long Lingxue, hoping that she could speak for herself.

"Lingxue, I saw this with my own eyes."

"Fool, are you really sure it was the Nine Ghost Realm? Isn't there really anything wrong with that? ”

"This ...... There shouldn't be anything wrong with that. ”

"Senior Sister Long, can I still have a leave of Mu Xuantian's personal experience?"

"Master, I am willing to explore the village with Senior Brother Liu again."

"Nine days, I haven't dealt with the crime of going down the mountain without permission, and you want to mess around again!"

Liu Hantian saw that his master was going to punish Feng Jiutian, and he felt a little unbearable.

"Master, although Senior Brother Feng violated the rules of the door, he also saved Senior Brother Xuantian's life!"

"Okay, if Nine Heavens can help you find out the truth, you can make a conviction."

"Master, I can't ask for it in Feng Jiutian, and I will definitely live up to my expectations!"

Long Xingyun nodded very solemnly, waved his hand and let everyone disperse.

The Lingxiao Sect is the head of the Righteous Path, and the personal disciples have a very high status in the sect. As the head of the descendants, each of them has their own room and stone room.

And Feng Jiutian was standing in front of Liu Hantian's room at this time, thoughtful.

After a long time, he approached and raised his hand to knock on the door.

At this time, the door opened first, and Mu Xuantian walked out of it.

"Feng Jiutian, are you here? You shouldn't have come. ”

"Why shouldn't I come?"

"Because I'm here, your words have no value at all."

"So, Senior Brother Liu has been determined that it was the Nine Ghost Realm?"

"Yes, he has already confirmed with me in person, you can go back."

"Go back? Since he confirmed it, I have to ask even more! ”

"Why are you so concerned about this? It is enough for me to join forces with Senior Brother Liu to investigate. ”

"Haha, the head asked me to assist the second senior brother in investigating this matter, how can you rob the credit!"

"I'll give you the credit."

"It's not your style!"

"Who told you to save me twice."

"You want to repay the favor? I can't afford it, so it's better for me to help myself. ”

"Well, you can do it yourself......"

Mu Xuantian's face became a little ugly, and he left quickly.

Feng Jiutian looked at Mu Xuantian's departing back, and felt a trace of inexplicable awkwardness in his heart.

"Senior Brother Feng, you're here to find Hantian, why don't you come in."

The person who spoke was a woman, a beautiful woman. Her name is Su Linghong, she is Liu Hantian's wife, Su Xingtian's sister, and Long Xingyun's fifth disciple.

"Senior Sister Su, I heard that Senior Brother Liu has confirmed the source of the poison?"

"I don't know, you better go and ask him yourself."

"Okay, then bother."

Feng Jiutian smiled and walked slowly into the room.

In addition to Liu Hantian in the room, there was also a young man, and they talked happily.

This person is Murong Zhang, who was in the main hall a few days ago and suggested that the Zhengyi faction come to help.

"Senior Brother Murong, you are good at using poison, if you are a murderer, what method should you use?"

"Naturally, it's in their diet."

"Isn't it strange that Liao Chusheng chose to poison the village?"

"Liao Chusheng's martial arts are strong, not comparable to you and me, maybe he just despises a few people."

"Well, that's a possibility."

Feng Jiutian heard that what the two said was reasonable, and couldn't help but agree.

"Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Murong, your analysis is very reasonable."

"Haha, when is Senior Brother Feng here? I didn't even notice it. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Feng is really clever in his light skills."

"It's not that I'm smart, it's that you're too obsessed."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled slightly, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Senior Brother Feng, sit down and tell us the details of that day."

Feng Jiutian nodded and sat down.

"When I entered the village that day, the disciples of the Zhengyi faction were dead, and the two senior brothers were also unconscious."

"And how did you wake up Brother Priest?"

"Senior Brother Liu, I just temporarily suppressed the toxicity according to the usual method of exercise."

"But according to the description of the priest's brother, one of them should be Jiuyin urging him to disperse......

"What! Is it true that some of them are the Nine Yin Urging Disperse? ”

"Senior Brother Feng, do you also know about this poison?"

"I saw it in an ancient book back then, and its poisonous effect is still fresh in my memory!"

"Don't you know that if the person with this poison in his body uses his usual method, he will attack even more violently?"

"I really don't know about that."

"Senior Brother Murong, what do you think is the poison in the pastor's brother?"

"In my opinion, the priest brother is not an ordinary Jiuyin urging to disperse!"

"Isn't it an ordinary Nine Yin Urging Scatter?"

Liu Hantian and Feng Jiutian were both a little surprised.

"From what he just described, it looks similar, but the toxicity is slightly different!"

"Senior Brother Murong, what do you mean?"

"Senior Brother Feng, did you see the black and purple powder at the scene?"

"There is indeed some black-purple powder on the scene, and there is a strange smell."

"Strange smell? But the scent of sandalwood? ”

"That's right, it's a strong sandalwood scent."

"That's right. These powders must be mixed with sandalwood! ”

Liu Hantian thought about it for a while, and seemed to suddenly understand the mystery.

"Sandalwood can restrain its poison, so the priest was spared."

Hearing this, Feng Jiutian nodded, and shook his head again.

"Senior Brother Murong, as you said, how did the others die?"

"Removing corpses, of course!"

"What, remove the corpse!"

"Yes, it's not the first scene!"

"How is this possible?"

"What's impossible?"

"But how can Senior Brother Shang's death be explained?"

Murong Zhang was about to answer, but Liu Hantian opened his mouth first.

"Senior Brother Shang was poisoned by someone at the entrance of the village, and he lived a little longer because of his deep internal strength."

"Senior Brother Liu, why did the murderer go to great lengths to move the body?"

"The murderer deliberately let go of the priest's brother in order to arouse everyone's suspicion of him."

Murong Zhang nodded, revealing a smile of approval.

"Yes, the murderer wants to make chaos within us, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Feng Jiutian was still frowning, his face confused.

"Senior Brother Murong, why didn't you say Mu Xuantian explained these things in public?"

"He's either threatened by thieves, or there's an inner ghost in the Lingxiao faction!"

"I see! That day, the thieves took him captive into the woods, and it must have been for this purpose. ”

"It would be great if that was the case!"

"Senior Brother Liu, what do you mean by this?"

"If you see the thieves taking the priest captive, it means that there are no one in the sect."

"How can this be?"

"If there are people in the faction and they are solved in the faction, why bother?"

Feng Jiutian nodded again and again, and many doubts in his heart dissipated.

"On a cold day, I made some Longhong tea, let's talk while you drink it."

Su Linghong took three cups of tea and walked in slowly.

Liu Hantian saw his wife come in with tea, smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, senior sister!" Murong Zhang and Feng Jiutian said in unison.

Feng Jiutian took the teacup, and his intuition was fragrant, and it was even more refreshing to drink.

"Good tea! I have heard for a long time that Senior Sister Su loves tea, and it is true! ”

"This tea was given by Senior Brother Huang a few days ago, if you like it, just take it."

"Senior sister loves tea, how can I win people's love?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. If you don't dislike it, take it. ”

"Then thank you, senior sister."

Su Linghong smiled, turned around and went out of the house to take a bag of tea.

Feng Jiutian got up and took the tea, then said goodbye and left.

As he walked, he thought about the conversation he had just made, and soon returned to his room. The junior brother in the same room, Yu Ninghan, saw that he was back, and hurriedly ran out.

"Senior brother, it's not good, something happened!"

Feng Jiutian was stunned for a moment, "Senior Brother Ning Han, what's wrong?" ”

"When I came back, I found a broken basket next to your bed!"

Feng Jiutian smiled, a little unimpressed.

"It's just a broken basket, and you're making such a fuss?"

He said disapprovingly as he entered the room, but the moment he entered the room, he was also stopped by the broken basket next to the bed.

Why was Feng Jiutian, who had always been bold, stopped by a broken basket?

Because this basket he had seen before, and he would never forget.

There are very few baskets that he can remember, and the basket left by the old man in the ancient temple of the village of no return is one of them!

"This ...... That's impossible! How did it end up here! ”

"yes, I'm feeling a little weird, too. I heard that the village of no return is a ghost village, is it ......?"

"The village of no return is not a ghost village, don't scare yourself!"

Feng Jiutian let Yu Ning Han dodge, and then pulled out the Flowing Cloud Sword and picked up the rag covering the basket. He walked to the basket with bated breath and looked inside. At first glance, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed. He had thought that new clues could be found in the basket. But there was only one piece of paper in the basket, a very crumpled piece of paper. Feng Jiutian picked up the paper with his sword, wanting to see it clearly, but after the paper was picked up by him, several big characters came into his eyes.

"Tonight, the woods under the mountain, if you have the courage, you will come."

When Feng Jiutian saw these words, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, I was about to look for you, but you sent it to the door!"

The evening breeze in autumn is cool, but the wind seems cooler tonight.

The hazy moon, sprinkled with cold moonlight, shone obliquely on the branches.

There was fog again in the mountains, a lot of fog. The vast woods were shrouded in fog, and everything became so unreal.

Feng Jiutian reversed the Flowing Cloud Sword and slowly walked into the woods.

No matter how heavy the fog is tonight, it can't cover his sword, his heart.

Soon, he came to an open spot in the woods.

There is indeed an old man here, an old man standing with his hands in his hands. He turned his back to Feng Jiutian, as if he was watching the moon in the sky through the mist. Feng Jiutian couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew that the person in front of him was the old man in the temple that day. However, his aura has completely changed, and he is not as fearful as in the broken temple. Become domineering and unfathomable. Feng Jiutian never imagined that this old man would be a peerless master. His cultivation is in no way weaker than himself, and he is not even inferior to his father and uncle!

"Feng Jiutian, your life is very big, and your courage is even greater, I didn't expect you to really dare to come!"

"I dare to break into the village without returning, am I still afraid of you?"

"Hahaha, although the world is big, there are very few people who are not afraid of the deity!"

"You don't have to boast about this Haikou, if you have the ability, report your name!"

"Haha, don't you even know the deity?"

"No matter who you are, there is only one dead end in front of me!"

"Just because you, an ignorant junior, are you worthy of showing off your might in front of me Liao Chusheng?"

The old man turned around as he spoke, revealing an eerie and terrifying ghostly face.

"Are you Liao Chusheng? Did you kill Senior Brother Shang and the disciples of the Zhengyi faction? ”

"The deity is naturally Liao Chusheng, and they were indeed killed by me."

"What you admit is refreshing, and you dare to act!"

"Hahaha, why don't you dare! Just because you want to avenge them? ”

"Liao Chusheng, do you think I, Feng Jiutian, will be afraid of you?"

"Since you know my name, why don't you be afraid?"

"Since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good, and I would be afraid of thieves like you!"

"Whether you're afraid, or not, I'm going to take your head tonight to relieve the anger in my chest!"

"Liao Chusheng, you are already full of evil, and I will do the right thing for heaven tonight!"

Neither of them spoke anymore, and in this case, it would be nonsense to say anything.

When masters meet, good and evil meet, and the sword in their hands is their best communication!

The cold light flickered, and the flowing cloud sword came out of its sheath.

At this time, Feng Jiutian's gaze became colder than ice and stronger than a sword.

He looked at Liao Chusheng and didn't say a word, just waiting for the other party to draw his sword.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but laugh out loud and pulled out a jet-black long sword in his hand.

"Haha, righteous people are too pedantic! After the deity draws the sword, will you still be alive? ”

"Although the righteous people are pedantic, it is more than enough to kill such evil ways as you!"

Feng Jiutian saw that Liao Chusheng's sword was out of the sheath, so he no longer hesitated and stabbed out with a sword.

His sword has never shown mercy to the demons, even if it is the same fate!

The old man couldn't help but be shocked when he saw him stabbing a sword in his hand, and he drove the sound of wind and thunder.

"Good swordsmanship! It's worth my Liao Chusheng to fight with you! ”

As the old man spoke, the long sword in his hand turned into a cloud of black mist, blocking the cold glow of the Liuyun Sword.

The cold light collided with the black mist, and there was a sound of "dangdang" with gold and iron.

When the Liuyun Sword encounters the black mist, it is like a powerful arrow shooting into a quagmire, which cannot be penetrated and cannot be withdrawn. Feng Jiutian obviously felt an unshakable internal force, and he was confronting himself. His brow furrowed again, furrowed more than ever. Although he has encountered many opponents in his life, the only one who can make him so difficult is the head Long Xingyun.

But Feng Jiutian will not admit defeat, he would rather die than admit defeat to the evil demons!

"Liao Chusheng, your cultivation is good, can you dare to take my Taibai Thirteen Style?"

After Feng Jiutian finished speaking, he immediately let out a clear roar, like a phoenix.

With his clear roar, the cold glow in his hand suddenly became more intense.

If his sword uses ten successful powers, even the wind can tear it apart, not to mention the sword mist in front of him!

The black mist was pierced by the cold light, but the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Your swordsmanship reminds me of an old man."

"What old man?"

"Jade Void Divine Sword Feng Huai Mountain!"

"Do you know my uncle?"

"Yes, I not only know him, but I know him well."

"How can my uncle be acquainted with such a thief as you, you don't have to lie to me!"

Feng Jiutian stopped talking, and stabbed Liao Chusheng with three swords in a row.

These three swords are the essence of the Taibai Thirteen Styles, which are extremely powerful and elegant.

The originally hazy moonlight seemed to be illuminated by the sword light, becoming bright and dazzling.

No one in the world can take these three swords, not even Liao Chusheng.

When the old man saw the three swords in a row, he couldn't help but gasp, and his body floated backwards for more than ten zhang.

"You are young, your martial arts are really good!"

"Because I have dreams, and those who have dreams are naturally the strongest people!"

"What dreams do you have?"

"Of course, it's to kill all the demons in the world, and now I'm going to kill you first!"

The old man nodded slightly, his body suddenly approached, and the long sword in his hand pointed directly at Feng Jiutian's throat.

His sword is like a black dragon, a domineering and bloodthirsty black dragon.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!

Although Feng Jiutian was strong, he also didn't dare to take the old man's sword. He jerked upwards and leapt onto a large tree. The old man refused to stop there, and jumped onto a nearby tree. They are very good, and they step on the branches of a tree as if they were standing on the ground. The long swords in the hands of the two come and go, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the heavens and the earth seem to be torn apart.

Countless branches fell to the ground one after another under the swords of the two, causing autumn leaves to fly all over the sky.

The moon, which was just bright, was covered by dark clouds in an instant, as if he was afraid of being injured by the two of them.

Their swords are all fast swords, and they are all fast swords that kill people invisibly.

No one could see exactly what tricks the two of them used, and perhaps they themselves didn't know.

But one thing is clear to them.

That is, if anyone's sword is slower, he will become a dead soul under the sword!

Ten swords, one hundred swords, a thousand swords, ten thousand swords.

It's always the same for masters.

Because only a winning sword is a truly meaningful sword.

Feng Jiutian, like the old man, didn't care how many swords he produced.

All they care about is how to make a more meaningful sword, a sword that is enough to win.

At this time, Feng Jiutian stood on the branch of the tree, and constantly attacked sharp sword moves in his hand. The old man's eyes were fixed on Feng Jiutian's sword, but the afterglow was aimed at his feet.

Suddenly he laughed, and the laughter was like that of a night owl.

His swordsmanship is not the Nine Ghost Realm swordsmanship, it is the Kunlun Sect's Taibai Thirteen Styles!

"This ...... How is this possible! Feng Jiutian was completely stunned.

Just as Feng Jiutian was losing his mind, the old man's sword changed direction.

His sword no longer attacked Feng Jiutian, but instead turned into a branch under his feet.

"Click!"

The branches under Feng Jiutian's body were cut off, and the whole person fell down suddenly.

As Feng Jiutian looked up and fell into the sky, the old man also jumped down and stabbed Feng Jiutian with a sword.

The old man's sword was merciless, and in an instant, he had reached the Fengjiu Heavenly Neck, but he was still in confusion and amazement and couldn't extricate himself.

As the old man's sword pierced into his skin and the blood rolled down, he came back to his senses.

He was not willing to die like this, under the sword of the evil demon!

But the opponent's martial arts are better than his own, how can such a dangerous situation be turned into a disaster?

Once again, he had in his mind what his uncle looked like when he taught him martial arts.

"All martial arts in the world have flaws, and all people will have limits to their abilities......"

Feng Jiutian looked at the old man and the deadly sword in his hand, and actually smiled.

Crazy people will always have a crazy way to win. A very crazy and seemingly impossible idea appeared in Feng Jiutian's heart.

Suddenly, Feng Jiutian let out a loud roar, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth.

He volleyed backwards and somersaulted, dodging the sword, and kicked the old man in the lower abdomen with his right foot.

Although the world is big, there are no people who can avoid Liao Chusheng's move.

The old man couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw his right foot kicking like a mountain of mountains. He wanted to dodge, but when he was in the air, what was the use of having the ability to reach the sky? Although Liao Chusheng's martial arts are alone, he can only close his eyes at this time and resign himself to fate.

"Bang!"

The old man was kicked in the lower abdomen, and his body fell to the ground, spurting blood from his mouth.

Feng Jiutian relied on the power of a blow and landed steadily on the ground.

"Liao Chusheng, the victory has been decided, what else do you have to say?"

As he spoke, he slowly approached Liao Chusheng.

"Am I defeated? Hahaha, how could the deity defeat you? ”

Feng Jiutian was a little puzzled, he couldn't think of any way for Liao Chusheng to turn things around. In an instant, he realized that he was wrong, so ridiculously wrong.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

The sound of three hidden weapons breaking through the silent night sky.

The old man's secret weapon technique is fast and accurate, Feng Jiutian doesn't know how to dodge it?

"Hahaha, your life is over!"

Feng Jiutian was only three feet away from the old man.

With such a fast secret weapon, such a sudden hidden weapon, he couldn't guard against it at all.

I was only shot by a hidden weapon and was injured the most, but when I was hit by Jiuyin and urged my life to disperse, it meant death!

At the moment of life and death, a folding fan suddenly flew out of the forest.

The fan surface and fan bones are made of fine iron, and the silver needles have been shot down one after another.

Then the folding fan flew back and fell gently into the hands of a young man.

"Bold thief, don't hurt my junior brother!"

"Fool, you're not hurt, are you!"

When Feng Jiutian heard this, he heard that it was Huang Haotian and Long Lingxue, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

At the same time, he also understood why Huang Haotian always held a folding fan.

"Hahaha, the disciples of the Ling Xiao Sect have also bullied the more and the less, and the deity has been taught today!"

The old man stood up as he spoke, and with a tap of his toes, he leaped away.

Feng Jiutian saw that Liao Chusheng had run away, so he wanted to catch up with him.

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!" The two of them hurriedly stopped Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian groaned and nodded a little unwillingly.

"Okay, just let him live a few more days!"

After going up the mountain, the three of them said a few more words, and then went back to their houses.

When You Ning Han saw that Feng Jiutian was back, he couldn't help but smile.

"Senior Brother Feng, you are back, I was worried all night."

"Senior Brother Huang and Lingxue are you looking for?"

"Yes, I really couldn't rest assured after you left, so I took the piece of paper and went to the master."

"What does the boss say?"

"He said that the handwriting of the calligrapher was the ...... of Liao Chusheng in the Nine Ghost Realm"

Feng Jiutian nodded, and seemed to understand everything in his heart.

The eccentric old man is Liao Chusheng, the head of the evil way.

Liao Chusheng not only uses the Nine Yin to urge his life to disperse, but also the Righteous Martial Arts Taibai Thirteen Styles.

All the doubts in Feng Jiutian's heart were solved, and he nodded vigorously.

"I finally know who my father's killer is!"