As Du Laosan said, the people of the Qiu family are almost crazy looking for Song Ziyang.

The streets and alleys are full of portraits of Song Ziyang, which are the work of the Qiu family.

Almost all the manpower of the Qiu family was assigned, digging three feet into the ground in the entire Qingzhou, and setting up an altar in the clan land, gathering the strength of several people, and frantically divination, but from beginning to end, they could not find the slightest information about Song Ziyang.

This teenage boy disappeared as if he had evaporated from the world.

In fact, not only the Qiu family, but after the identity of the disciple of Song Ziyang's Nine Palaces Sect was exposed, all the other forces began to secretly look for him.

Especially the Spring and Autumn Gate where Zhang Jiuling and Qi Jingchun, who had survived in the Tower of Babel before, suffered a big loss under the joint efforts of Song Ziyang and Chu Yidao, gritted their teeth with hatred, and vowed to kill him and seize the treasures on his body at the same time.

But after all the tricks were used, no one was able to find his traces.

At the same time, in various parts of Qingzhou, bloody cases of massacres in villages and towns have also broken out.

All the people in the town or village were killed, and the death was horrific, and all the souls and flesh were sacrificed to the demon gods.

The people of Qingzhou are panicked, and there are many discussions in the streets and alleys.

There are demons who feed demons to wreak havoc in Qingzhou, and the state pastoral government began to gather major forces to discuss countermeasures for the stability of Qingzhou.

Wind and rain from all directions, gathering in Zecheng.

Song Ziyang heard the news in the wine shop diagonally opposite Cuiweiju.

Most of the high-rollers in this wine shop are those who drink wine and eat meat in large bowls, and talk about it at every turn, in order to show off their knowledge of anecdotes about the rivers and lakes.

And this did let Song Ziyang, who was eating silently on the side, know a lot about what happened recently.

He had a certain understanding of the massacres and bloodsheds that took place in the villages and towns.

The destruction of Qingyang Town was what he saw with his own eyes, and all the people in the town were slaughtered and placed on the altar to worship the demon god.

To this day, he can always think of the desperate and frightened faces of those simple fishermen, the ghost-faced flowers that look like human faces, and the incomparably huge and almost obscuring demon god phantom......

It was almost a nightmare, and it was terrifying.

It's infuriating, too!

Song Ziyang is extremely eager to become strong, investigate the real murderers behind the scenes, and kill them all!

But he also understands that the murderer behind this must be powerful and terrifying, and ordinary monks in the second realm will not be their opponents, such as the reckless man who was killed in Qingyang Town under Chu Yidao, who cultivated seven or eight times in the second realm of the military gate during his lifetime, but he was still killed.

In addition, according to the news he heard, it was speculated that the slaughter of these villages and towns should not have been done by a demon monk who dedicated himself to the demon god and fed the demon with his body, but should have a group of demon monks, organized and premeditated.

However, he couldn't guess what the purpose of these people was.

Maybe it's simply sacrificing to the demon god in exchange for demonic exercises or treasures, or even directly infusing the body with demonic qi, or maybe there are other ulterior secrets.

After all, he is not a demon cultivator, and there is no way to know what the true function of the altar is.

But even if his strength and cultivation are not enough, he does not intend to sit idly by and prepare to start an investigation secretly.

He felt that the reckless man appeared in Qingyang Town, it was no accident, maybe the purpose of Chu Yidao and leading people all the way to Qingzhou was related to the mastermind behind this blood sacrifice.

"We must find Chu Yidao as soon as possible and tell her about the killing of that reckless man!"

He thought secretly and shook his head helplessly, "It's a pity that I can't take the initiative to find her, I can only passively wait for her to contact me......"

His cultivation has not yet moved mountains in the second realm of the Yinyang Gate, and he cannot carry out the Feihe Transmission and contact the other party, but Chu Yidao's cultivation has already reached the second realm of the Bingmen to burn the soul, and left his soul mark before leaving, but since he left, he has not contacted him.

"You must upgrade your cultivation to the Mountain Moving Realm as soon as possible, the Yin Yang Warlock of the Tibetan Sea Realm, many things are not easy to do. ”

The inconvenience caused by low cultivation is all-encompassing.

Therefore, he even had the urge to go back to retreat and practice in the ruins of the temple.

Now with the golden branches and jade leaves in hand, and the "dead qi" of the ruins of the temple as an aid, it should be possible to cultivate to the peak of the Nine Layers of the Tibetan Sea soon, as long as you break through the bottleneck, you will be able to enter the realm of moving mountains.

It's just that the breakthrough of this bottleneck is not easy, sometimes once you have an epiphany, you will immediately enter a new realm, and sometimes you can't break through after many years of difficulty.

"Without using a detonator bottle, it is still more difficult to kill other people, only this one ......can fight in the Soviet Union."

"Then, after killing this Zhang Jinsu, I will return to the ruins of the temple and continue to retreat and practice penance until I enter the realm of moving mountains and then leave the mountains!"

As he ate, he made a decision.

Through the previous battle that killed Zhang Kaitai and several people, he could also sense that he was a little anxious for revenge.

To be exact, it's a little inflated.

It would be more secure to retreat and cultivate until you can enslave the mountain ghosts, step into the second realm and move mountains, and then come out to find the remaining people.

In addition to the incomprehension of the detonator bottle, killing Zhang Jinsu with his own cultivation is extremely risky, and he may be counter-killed.

And if you use the thunder bottle, it may attract the strong people in Qingzhou, and you won't have time to escape.

Unless it is, it will kill with one hit, and you will be away immediately!

He stared at Cui Weiju opposite, and a deep killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Now Zhang Jinsu is in Cuiwei Residence, perhaps with those two women who are good at yin and yang cultivation.

After a few days of waiting, this guy finally came.

There are many monks in Cuiweiju, and I don't know how many warning arrays are arranged around, breaking in is equivalent to death, after he finished eating and drinking in this wine shop, he planned to leave, and went to squat near the back door of Cuiweiju.

According to Zhang Kaitai's memories searched by alchemy, both of them left through the back door in the middle of the night.

At this time, it is getting late, but the streets are still full of pedestrians, highlighting the prosperity of Zecheng.

"Hey, isn't this the loose cultivator, why did he come here too?"

As soon as Song Ziyang stood up, he saw two monks coming out of the box on the side, one on the left, laughing heartily, with a sincere face, looking very familiar, he thought about it for a while, and then remembered this person, "Ma Tengfei, yes, it is the guy who united all the scattered cultivators to keep warm when the Tower of Babel was opened." ”

"This person is good, he has great leadership skills, and he gathered all the loose cultivators who entered the Babel Tower, and he really took a lot of things from the hands of the big sects and big families. Although many of them eventually died, there were many who were not killed because of his proposal......"

"It's just that I remember that his purpose at that time seemed to be very simple!"

These thoughts flashed quickly in Song Ziyang's heart, and at the same time he looked at Ma Tengfei and the person beside him more.

The person beside him, Song Ziyang also recognized, it was a loose cultivator who had entered the Tower of Babel, and Ma Tengfei had also introduced this person to him, but he forgot what his name was.

This person's cultivation is the same as the middle-aged man Ma Tengfei, who is also moving mountains, but he has just stepped into moving mountains and has only one heaven, while Ma Tengfei's cultivation is moving mountains and four heavens.

The horse seemed to notice his gaze, turned its head to glance at him, and then turned back again, not looking at him again.

Song Ziyang looked like a sick teenager at this time, and Ma Tengfei didn't know him, so he didn't care.

His movements only paused slightly, and then he walked out with a smile and a smile.

"Brother Xu, on the last trip to Babel Tower, among our brothers, your gain was the greatest, which is really enviable!"

"Whereever, Feige, your harvest is not small. ”

"I've found you a great buyer this time, but it's from a big family. Those good things that you can't use, this master is willing to pay a sky-high price to buy, this price is at least three times, or even four times the price given by Shengbaolou, I am very moved when I hear it!"

"It's all up to Fei Ge, after these treasures are sold, one percent of the income is Fei Ge's, and you can't worry about it in vain. ”

"Isn't it a slap in my brother's face? Between our brothers, you told me this, it's too out-of-the-box, right?!"

"This has nothing to do with seeing the outside, my brother still settles accounts, right? What's more, this success is just a little hard money for Fei Ge, it is my heart, and it must be given!"

"Haha, good brother......"

Song Ziyang stood up and walked out behind them, just in time to hear the conversation between the two.

The conversation between the two was full of the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes, and Song Ziyang listened to it in his ears, which was quite novel, but also a little puzzled:

This middle-aged cultivator is such a righteous and squandering man? It seems that it is extremely inconsistent with his previous impression of him!

Anyway, he had nothing to do at the moment, so he quietly followed behind the two of them.

This is purely a knee-jerk act and has no special purpose.

Ma Tengfei and another Sanxiu surnamed Xu, the two of them walked along the alley in Zecheng, turned around, and gradually moved away from the crowd and came to a courtyard in an old alley.

Song Ziyang used the yin-yang mirror to restrain his breath, went around to the back of the house, jumped over, and went to the roof.

Normally, within the scope of the monk's spiritual inquiry, all life cannot be hidden.

Spiritual consciousness is like the eyes, which "see" everything in the range clearly.

However, there are many methods and seals to restrain the aura, all of which can make oneself conceal one's tracks and avoid the detection of other people's spiritual sense.

Especially when a monk with advanced cultivation faces a low-level monk, the crushing is all-round, if he doesn't take the initiative to release his breath, even if he stands behind the other party, he can't use his spiritual sense to detect it.

Naturally, there is also a concealment method in the Nine Palaces Sect, but he is not very clever, and his cultivation is not as good as the other party, so it is difficult to avoid the detection of spiritual sense.

But with the Yin-Yang Mirror on him, everything is different.

It can even dodge the heavenly machine, even the cause and effect can be cut off, and the astringent aura can hide its tracks, which is not too easy.

He stood on tiptoe on the roof, and the two people making tea in the courtyard were unaware of him.

"Brother Fei, how long will it take for that master to arrive?"

Sanxiu, surnamed Xu, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked with a hint of eagerness.

"That lord may never come!"

Ma Tengfei said slowly, and gently spit out two words: "Fan Cage!"

He was still smiling heartily, but his eyes were full of coldness.

As his words fell, the stone bench under the Sanxiu surnamed Xu suddenly exploded, turning into a cage and enveloping him.

Above the cage, blood-red runes flowed.