Song Ziyang closed his eyes, and with the intuition brought by the Yin-Yang Mirror, he walked towards the edge of this gray mist.

At one point, he stood still, bent down and stretched out his hand.

When he stood up again, he had a rag in his hand.

Dark, dirty rags.

This side of the space began to dissipate little by little.

That feeling is like the mist in the mountains and forests in the early morning, a vast expanse, after the sun comes out, it dissipates little by little. It is like the tide that falls in the evening, and as night falls, the coastline retreats little by little to the depths of the ocean.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a cramped cul-de-sac.

In front of it is a high wall, flanked by attics that stand opposite each other.

The attic is magnificent, and the tall courtyard wall does not block it.

Then he lowered his gaze and saw the rat hole, the black cat guarding by the rat hole, the mottled marks on the courtyard wall, and the rags in his hand......

The rag was black, soft, boxy, with many spots and marks on it, like a rag that wipes the table after eating.

It was really hard for him to imagine that such an unremarkable rag could be a powerful spatial treasure. If it weren't for the vision reflected by the Yin-Yang Mirror, it would have been difficult for him to detect at all, and he didn't know how long he would have been trapped in this space.

What made him even more unimaginable was that even if this Qiu Ruoyu was the heir of the third vein of the Yin Fu Sect, after all, he was a young man who was about twenty years old and had not even moved mountains, how could he have such a powerful space treasure.

Such a space treasure is a hundred or a thousand times more valuable than a storage artifact that is almost the same size as the space.

Between them, there is not even a comparison.

For any sect, this is a strategic treasure.

To put it simply, Song Ziyang felt that if he had such a treasure before, when he was escaping from pursuit, he would just find a hidden place, release it, and then get into it to cultivate with peace of mind, where would he still need to run around like a lost dog?

This treasure is an existence that can isolate all spiritual sense detection, even if he has that thousand threads of Gu worms on his body, it is impossible to be found by that Pang Hai and Pang Dao.

Unless......

Heavenly deduction!

It can isolate everything and form an independent space, but it can't isolate the heavens and the ethereal avenue!

This is also the reason why Song Ziyang finally reversed the five elements with the help of the Yin-Yang Mirror and disturbed the heavenly machine.

The land of right and wrong should not be left for long.

He was just about to put away the yin-yang mirror and leave, when he suddenly found that there was a new change on the mirror.

It was a canopy, covering the sky and covering the earth, above the nine heavens, the demonic flames were monstrous, the yin qi was forested, and the endless demon soldiers and generals were like surging from the tide, but they were all covered by this canopy......

The picture flashed away, and then three words appeared: "Su curtain cover".

There are also two small words "broken" underneath.

"Su Musha, is that the name of this rag?" Song Ziyang was stunned.

In the blink of an eye, the handwriting on the mirror had disappeared, and the scene of white clouds drifting and everything as if in the clouds and mist had been restored.

He no longer hesitated, his heart moved, his eyebrows cracked, and the yin-yang mirror turned into a streamer and disappeared into it.

After putting Su Musha into the Naxu Ring, he left the alley.

Back on the main street, mixed with the endless flow of people, he began to walk in the direction of the Holy Treasure Tower.

In fact, the original plan had already been changed by this time.

Originally, he was going to take the risk to buy storage magic weapons and pills to assist in cultivation, but now, in view of the behavior of Young Master Qiu in the snow, he didn't need it.

The reason why he said that he was taking a risk was because he didn't have much gold and silver on his body, and he had to sell the mutilated witchcraft inheritance he got from Pang Hai in order to buy storage artifacts and elixirs.

But the witchcraft above is too weird, and it is easy for a discerning person to associate with the two brothers of Yinping Mountain, so it is extremely risky.

And now, he is going to the Holy Treasure Building, but not to buy things, but to buy news.

The Holy Treasure Tower opened every big city of the seven great dynasties of the Qimen World, and the hidden forces behind it were extremely terrifying, no less than the top sects, and could even compete with the power of a country.

But it has been established for many years, and it has always been neutral on the surface, doing business in a low-key manner, and has never participated in any wars and killings or power struggles.

Shengbaolou is not only the largest supplier of magic weapons in the Qimen world, but also the largest wind media organization, buying and selling news.

He didn't even have a basic elixir before, so how could he have the money to buy news?

He originally planned to quietly investigate while cultivating, but now that he has a huge amount of money, why bother with it, just spend money to buy it directly.

I have to say that the feeling of the master is cool.

Half an hour later, he had already arrived at the downstairs of the Holy Treasure Tower.

Shengbaolou is located in the east of Caocheng City, built is magnificent, enough to be hundreds of zhang high. At the top, there is a plaque three zhang wide and ten zhang long, with three big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing:

"Holy Treasure Building!"

On either side of the plaque, there is a couplet:

The holy treasure of the world enters my urn,

Endless heroes, I pass on my name.

"The holy treasures of the world belong to you, and you spread the prestige of the heroes of the world, heh, it is really a spirit to swallow the sky!"

Song Ziyang sighed secretly and walked in.

......

At the same moment, in the dead end where Qiu Ruoyu died, a middle-aged man with a lean face suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Although it was daytime and the sun was scorching, with his appearance, the temperature around him seemed to drop suddenly, and there were faint snowflakes.

His whole body was wrapped in a large black coat, and from a distance, it seemed that he was nothing more than an illusory shadow.

"This is the last place where the kid from the Qiu Laosan family appeared, and then all traces are missing, and his life and death are unknown!"

His brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself, "The one who disappeared with him is Lao Cheng! Lao Cheng is cautious by nature and never takes risks easily, how could the two of them suddenly disappear? Could it be that there is a strong man behind him who has measured the heavenly opportunity and knows the purpose of this kid's coming to Caocheng?"

As soon as he thought of this, his face changed drastically: "This is terrible, you must notify the family master as soon as possible!"

With a wave of his hand, he took out a paper crane from the storage bag at his waist.

With a wave of his hands, the law was unleashed, and suddenly an idea was projected on the paper crane.

With another wave of his hand, the paper crane silently spontaneously combusted.

"Chirp!"

At the moment when the paper crane burned out, it turned into a flying yin crane, chirping and flying into the green nether, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, thousands of miles away in the Yin Fu Gate Qiu Family, in the main hall, more than a dozen core figures sat one after another, and it was very lively.

"After the Su curtain is in hand, our series of plans can be implemented, and at that time, the entire Yin Fu Gate will be our Qiu family. Even in the whole of Qingzhou, we are the only one!"

Qiu Yueming, the head of the Qiu family, was quite excited on his face, "This time I was able to get Su Musha, basically relying on the third brother's means. The entire Qiu family has to thank you!"

His gaze was on a burly middle-aged man.

This person is Qiu Zhantong, the head of the third line of the Qiu family, and Qiu Ruoyu's father.

When Qiu Zhan heard this, he smiled reservedly and said, "All this is because the head of the family is at the helm, and my little plan ......."

Chirp tweet.

Before he could finish his words, a yin crane suddenly flew in.

Yin Crane passed the book, and it came in a flash.

The Flying Crane Book Transmission is a unique means of the Yin and Yang Gate among the six strange gates, but the Yin Fu Gate has been improved, and the Yin Crane is used to pass the book, and the speed is faster.

"Huh, the letter from Yeqing, see what it says?"

Qiu Yueming was stunned for a moment, and then with a wave of her hand, a yin and yang power was released and fell on the Yin Crane.

In an instant, a man surrounded by a black coat appeared in the air.

It's just that this seems to be a phantom, and as time passes, the image dims a little bit.

"The head of the family, the kid of the third family of Qiu Lao is missing, and the one who disappeared with him, as well as Lao Cheng, who is in charge of keeping an eye around Cao Cheng, does not know whether he is alive or dead. I suspect that the kid from the third family of Qiu Lao used the treasure that covered the space privately, and the specific reason is unknown......"

After his voice hurried to finish these words, he completely disappeared.

Inside the hall, there was silence.

Everyone's eyes fell on Qiu Zhantong, who was smiling reservedly.

"Missing?

Qiu Zhan was stunned, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the outside of the main hall, "Family master, I'll go to the inner courtyard to determine Xiao'er's life and death!"

Qiu Yueming's face was gloomy, his big sleeves were flicked, his figure was like electricity, he followed him out of the hall, and shouted: "Su Musha can't afford to be lost, I'll go with you!"

Huhula, everyone followed.

Qiu Zhantong glanced at them, and couldn't care about these anymore, he quickly came to the secret room in his inner courtyard, took a black treasure box off the bookshelf, took a deep breath, and slowly opened it.

In an instant, his hands trembled, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground.

I saw that in the black treasure box, a purple jade pendant was broken into seven or eight petals, and the cracks were neat, and there was a faint power of the Yin God escaping.

"Dead! Ruoyu is dead! My Yu'er ......"

He suddenly seemed to be a teenager old, and muttered to himself in despair.

Suddenly, he stood up all of a sudden, and roared at the head of the family, Qiu Yueming: "Fake, it must be fake, Yu'er is guarded by the number one master in the clan, Yeqing, how can he die?

He is just this one son, he is still middle-aged, he has looked like a baby since he was a child, all the resources are almost unlimited, and now he has won an opportunity for him to make great contributions while lying down, and his strength will improve in the future, and he may even have the opportunity to compete for the position of the head of the family!

As long as you bring back the space treasure Su Curtain......

But, Ruoyu is dead!

For a moment, he could not accept it.

Everyone present looked at him with pity, and some of them had schadenfreude in their eyes, and no one spoke.

Everyone knows that Qiu Laosan's son is really dead.

The soul jade plate is connected with the soul, the soul is immortal, and the jade pendant is not broken.

"Calm down!"

Qiu Yueming shouted loudly, and the sound sounded in Qiu Zhantong's ears like thunder.

"Yu'er's death, you mourn first!"

He said coldly, "Our Qiu family's plan for the rise of the family is not allowed to be lost. Yeqing left Yu'er for a short time because he had another mission, and he was killed, whether this was premeditated or unconscious, it must be investigated!"

Qiu Zhantong's body trembled, and he came to his senses, his face was full of sorrow, but his body was still straight, and he stood aside silently with his head bowed.

"The most important thing is that we must find the whereabouts of the space treasure Su Musha, without it, the treasures in the Tower of Babel, we don't want to get involved!"

"Qiu Zhanlong, you come to deduce the heavenly machine, check the cause of Yu'er's death and Su Musha's whereabouts!"

Although Qiu Yueming's face was gloomy and about to freeze, and her heart was furious to the extreme, she still suppressed it and issued orders in an orderly manner.

Qiu Zhanlong walked out of the crowd, reached out and picked up a broken jade pendant, and then began to arrange the altar and deduce the heavenly chances.