How could this be, the cultivator was puzzled, and reached out to probe under the craftsman's nose.

The fingers did not feel any air currents blowing, proving that the craftsman was not breathing.

He chuckled inwardly, then pressed his finger to the craftsman's neck to check his pulse.

There was also no pulsing sensation from the fingers, proving that there was no pulse and that the craftsman was dead.

The cultivator was so frightened that he suddenly stood up from the ground and looked at Mo Junrong vigilantly.

Another cultivator next to him noticed that his companion's behavior was abnormal, and asked in a drunken daze, "What's the matter, why are you so excited, there are still a lot of wines." ”

"Be sober, these craftsmen are not drunk, they are dead!

When the cultivator next to him heard this, he frowned and squatted down to flip the craftsman, and also touched the craftsman's neck to find his pulse.

Then he was shocked, completely frightened by his drunkenness, and instantly stood up and pulled out his weapon to face Mo Junrong.

"Who are you? What are you doing to kill these craftsmen? Did you drugged the wine?"

Faced with a series of questions, Mo Junrong slowly put the glass cup back into the box, and then nodded and admitted: "Yes, I drugged the wine, and it was highly poisonous.

These craftsmen walk peacefully, and they won't know the cause of their deaths, but you're different, you know. ”

Hearing Mo Junrong's last half of the words, the faces of the two cultivators immediately turned pale, they had drunk a lot of fruit wine themselves just now, and they must have been tricked.

One of them glanced at the glass jar and jar that were thrown on the ground, and asked loudly: "You also drank this fruit wine just now, why didn't you poison it?"

"Hahaha, how come I wasn't poisoned? It seems that you don't know what kind of drug you have. ”

Mo Junrong took out a folding fan and shook it leisurely: "This fruit wine is mixed with bitter orchid, and with the help of the drunken hemp taste of the wine, the numbness of the bitter orchid is covered."

The glass jar of the two of you is smeared with locking gas condensation, and after pouring the fruit wine, the locking gas condensation is stimulated, and once you take it, it will lock the energy of the whole body for a short time. ”

What, it was actually a poison that locked the qi, and the two cultivators immediately exercised their skills when they heard this.

But the qi in the body seemed to be completely non-existent, no matter whether there was a reaction or not, the dantian and the sea of qi were silent.

The two of them kept posing in various poses, trying to use their movements to make their bodies move vigorously.

But until the cheeks were red, the meridians were still empty.

Watching the efforts of the two cultivators with a smile, Mo Junrong spoke: "I advise you to die of this heart, the effect of the Qi Locking Condensation Pill is domineering, and even the people of the Qi Hua Realm can lock the energy."

With the two of you in the Qi Condensation Realm, hahaha!"

"Despicable!"

"Shameless villain!"

"I won't let you go even if I die!"

"You wait, sooner or later someone will take your dog's life!"

"You're not going to end well!"

The two cultivators scolded, but Mo Junrong was still smiling, not caring at all about the verbal attacks of the two: "Even if you scold, if you don't scold again, you won't have a chance." ”

As the words fell, the folding fan in Mo Junrong's hand suddenly closed, and an obvious killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The soft sound of the folding fan closing was like a death bell in the ears of the two cultivators, and their faces were suddenly full of despair, and the weapons in their hands couldn't help but hang down.

Unable to use any qi, they were as fragile as ants in the face of another cultivator.

Before they could sigh and regret it, two golden red rays of energy instantly swept through the air, and then two heads flew up from the stump and rolled to the ground.

Mo Junrong directly used the power of the Divine Realm, releasing a sword light with the power of heaven and earth.

The fiery flame power scorched the blood vessels as it slashed the opponent's neck, sealing the wound or blood gushing out.

In this way, there will be no blood stains on the ground, and after Zheng Qiu's parents are settled here, they will not notice that there has been a death on the lawn at the door.

Mo Junrong cleaned up the glass jar and wine jar, and then moved the twenty-two corpses one by one and threw them into the mountains and forests to bury them.

Then he tidied up his appearance and removed the smell of alcohol from his body, and then went to the town to pick up Zheng Qiu's parents.

"Second Elder, this is the accommodation that Zheng Qiu arranged for you, everything is brand new.

After that, I will send someone to serve both of you, and whatever you need, you can meet it. ”

Mo Junrong took advantage of the fact that the effect of the psychedelic spell had not disappeared, sent Zheng Qiu's parents, Cheng Daring and Cheng Fumei, into the house, and then bowed and left.

Walking out of the house, Mo Junrong circled the four temples and laid out a simple phantom array.

This formation was very easy for some experienced cultivators to crack, but Zheng Qiu's parents were ordinary people and would definitely not be able to get out.

Then he flew to a nearby town and hired two more cultivators with the money he had just gotten back from killing people and killing people.

These two cultivators were slightly younger and their realm was also very low, so they were relatively easy to control.

He asked the two young cultivators to send all kinds of food to Zheng Qiu's parents every day, and then send some daily necessities to ensure a certain level of quality of life.

In order to ensure that the two cultivators would not talk nonsense, Mo Junrong imitated the spell of the evil cultivator and carved a spell on the shoulders of the two of them.

In fact, Mo Junrong himself didn't know if this spell was effective, but at least doing so would scare the two cultivators and ensure that they were obedient to him.

After arranging everything, Mo Junrong bought a small wooden boat and rowed slowly from the edge of Tianxin Lake to the center of the lake.

In the middle of the lake is a small island with lush grass and colorful wildflowers.

The whole island is only three zhang square, and there is a smooth low bluestone in the middle, just like a black-skinned pig buried in the soil with most of its body.

Mo Junrong remembered what the Left Palm Star Officer of the Heavenly Mandate Palace had said, until at noon, he would board the island and raise the knock key to the sky, and the road to the Chentian Immortal Realm would be opened.

It was still a little time before noon, and he rowed a small wooden boat around the island, but he didn't find any traces of formation or prohibition.

In the past few days, Mo Junrong has heard from nearby towns that no one has ever seen the cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Palace enter and leave.

He already knew that the island was the location leading to the Chentian Immortal Realm, and there were no formations or prohibitions to cover it here, so why didn't anyone see the cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Palace entering and leaving.

He looked up at the position of the sun, it was almost noon, and he had to go to the island to prepare.

So he jumped onto the island, and at the same time made a wave of air with his backhand, blowing the small wooden boat towards the shore of the lake.

As soon as he stood on the island, Mo Junrong felt a very strange force sweep through his body.

The force was inconspicuous, very faint, like a breeze blowing on the surface of a lake.

However, Mo Junrong was a cultivator who had reached the Void God Realm, and he was already sensitive enough to the abnormal changes in the power of heaven and earth, and coupled with the preparation he had made before going to the island, he still sensed the fluctuations of this weak force.