"It's not. ”

Nan Ming said in a calm tone.

The five supernatural powers on the seat, either observing with divine thoughts or gazing with their eyes, did not find any hesitation on their faces, and they couldn't help but relax their hearts.

The art of asking the heart is performed from those who have cultivated to those who have cultivated low, and the effect is remarkable. Occasionally, if the mind is extremely determined, even if it can resist, it will inevitably show a trace of struggle.

Granny Jin Hai is in the realm of supernatural powers, and her cultivation has reached the pinnacle, if you say that this young man's hidden strength is higher than her......

How can it be?

Several mansions shook their heads secretly, only to feel that they were too careful.

Granny Jin Hai turned her head to look at Sun Xingwu, who pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that Tianque has made a mistake." ”

"Then in your opinion, how to deal with this matter? After all, I am a disciple of the Academy, so I can't fold such a good seedling in vain......" said the military mansion honorable.

"What else, the inspectors are already on their way. If we openly disobey the orders of the Heavenly Que, we will also be punished. "This is the Bunfu Mansion.

Xingfu Mansion Venerable snorted coldly: "It's not your disciple, of course you don't feel distressed." What's wrong with Tianque, do people who obviously have no problems still have to be interrogated like prisoners? Who are the people who come out of the Supervision Division, don't say you don't know, all those who have been tossed by them have to shed their skin if they don't die. ”

"But without a soul search, it really can't completely rule out his suspicion......"

"Soul searching evil arts, destroying people's minds! Our Wucheng branch, how many years has it taken to produce such a genius, can we just let those bureaucrats abuse it at will?"

The three mansions secretly quarreled fiercely, and the Doufu Zun did not say a word.

In the end, it was the mother-in-law who picked up the crutches and knocked on the table: "Okay, don't make any noise." Nanming is a disciple of my Medicine Mansion, so I will bring it back by the old body and take care of it temporarily, how about it?"

Although she did not ascend to the position of the emperor, she was the highest among the people present. At this time, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was also quite prestigious, and several mansions had no opinions.

"Let's leave it at that. ”

Sun Xingwu took a long breath and made a final decision, "Let him go to Jingsibi to stay, and wait for someone from the Supervision Department to come and discuss it." ”

Nan Ming looked at them boringly, thinking that he was communicating secretly, and he just wanted to laugh in his heart.

Soul searching?

He didn't even have a soul......

Search casually, search how you like, row a boat in my sea of knowledge, can you use it so entangled?

He then stepped forward and said awe-inspiringly, "Lords, if you have any doubts in your heart...... I am willing to accept the art of soul searching to prove my innocence!"

The five people on the table were stunned when they heard this, and they were all silent.

It was Sun Xingwu who spoke first: "Do you know that the soul searching technique is really an evil art, what will be the consequences?"

"Yes. ”

"And you're still willing?"

"No remorse. ”

"Even if you fall from a genius to a mortal, it will be difficult to climb the road from now on?"

"The way of cultivation is only idealism. ”

"Good!"

Sun Xingwu snorted, his eyes showed a trace of regret, and he had a bit of love for talent, "What a self-righteous idealism! If you go through this calamity and are unharmed, your cultivation will definitely be able to reach a higher level......

It's a pity, it's a pity!

He sighed secretly in his heart, such a sincere heart, more suitable than Xianfeng to inherit his own sword path, but unfortunately...... But he is a man with a sword.

He doesn't like sword cultivation.

If it was his own apprentice, he would definitely have to save it, but it was just a brother of the same clan as his apprentice, and Sun Xingwu was unwilling to pay such a big price...... So, I can only sigh a few times, it's a pity.

Granny Jin Hai got up and walked out of the main hall with slow steps.

Nan Ming followed behind her, and the backs of the two faded away, and even the shadows disappeared.

"Well, we're doing that, right?"

I don't know which one said.

No one answered him.

......

......

Back mountain, meditation wall.

This is a cliff as straight as a knife, straight into the top of the clouds, the wall stone is smooth, not a single grass grows, even the birds can hardly stand on it.

At the upper end of the cliff, there is a cave that only allows five people to stand, I don't know whether it is a natural formation, or someone dug through the mountain wall with great magical powers.

The cave is deep and dark.

There was only one futon and one stone bed. The stone bed is so narrow that you have to curl up to sleep.

Granny Jin Hai put Nan Ming down.

She had been silent, and there was no expression on her wrinkled face, as if the years had worn away the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of this woman, and let her enter a peaceful twilight life.

"You're right here. ”

The old hoarse voice was very slow, "Don't think too much. The old man has asked someone to send a message to Baicao, and when he returns, things may still turn around......"

Nan Ming was slightly stunned when he heard this, and there was a slight discoloration in his eyes.

No one asked just now, it turned out that they didn't know that Baicao Zhenren was dead...... No, Fu Zun must have left a soul card or a life lamp or something like that in the school palace, how could he not find it?

“...... His whereabouts have always been secretive, and he appeared near Arashijo a few days ago, and it will take some time for him to return. ”

It was rare for Granny Jin Hai to say a few words, "Child, don't have a grudge in your heart. It's not right for Baicao to leave you alone in Lancheng, but maybe only he will do his best to your affairs, after all, ......"

After all, he's still obsessed with you.

Although the words are not exhaustive, these few sentences reveal enough information.

In this way, they didn't know about Baicao's death, but they saved the effort of covering it up. Or perhaps, the man is still alive at all, and if that is the case, I am afraid that some trouble will come to the door.

Nan Ming secretly thought in his heart.

The world is so big that there are no surprises. The supernatural powers of the Divine Power Realm are even more varied, and it is really hard to say whether there is a technique to resurrect the dead......

Jin Hai rode away in the clouds.

On the meditation wall, only a vast sea of clouds remains, flowing quietly.

The stone wall is empty, looking at the unreachable sky, and looking down is the abyss, which makes people feel a sense of insignificance that the world is vast and people are like mayflies.

Nanming yawned, climbed onto the stone bed, and slept soundly.

......

......

"Daddy, do you really want to marry me to that Heavenly Evil Ancestor? I don't want it!"

In the Nan family's mansion, in the meeting hall of the head of the family, Nan Xianyue pulled the sleeve of a middle-aged man, and said coquettishly, "That person must be old and ugly, I don't like it, besides, I am still young, and I want to stay at home to accompany my father and mother for a few more years......"

"Alas. ”

The middle-aged man who was pulled by her, that is, the head of the Nan family, sighed helplessly, "You don't want to marry, my father can understand, but this marriage is not up to us at all." That day, the Evil Ancestor was a great monk who entered the Holy Realm, and he named you to marry you, and my father couldn't help but agree. ”

"So what's the matter, if I don't get married, can he still come to the door and rob him?"

"It's hard to say. ”

The head of the Nan family said in a deep voice, "Evil cultivation has always been unscrupulous. Yue'er, Dad knows that I'm sorry for you like this...... But dad really has no choice, people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, if he doesn't go his way, my Nan family is afraid that it will be overturned!"

"Daddy......"

"Yue'er. ”

The middle-aged woman on the side stepped forward, wiped her red eyes, and hugged her, "Listen to your father." Actually, marrying the Heavenly Evil Ancestor is not a bad thing, although he is called the Ancestor, but his cultivation is profound, he has a good appearance, and he looks younger than your eldest brother. If you follow him, you won't have to worry about food and clothing in the future, and there will be no one to bully you, and maybe you can still practice......"

"Mother!"

The more Nan Xianyue listened, the more unhappy she became, and she was anxious and annoyed, "But I heard that the ancestor is a pervert, with three palaces and six courtyards, a group of wives and concubines, and a lewd ......."

"Don't talk about it!"

The head of the Nan family snapped her words.

Seeing his daughter's crying expression, there was a trace of remorse in his eyes, and he wanted to comfort her, but when he saw her skirt raised, he turned around and ran out.

“...... Alas!"

A deep sigh.

The head of the Nan family walked out and looked at the sky. Obviously it is the first glow after the rain, and when the sky is about to clear, why is there a dark cloud drifting in, which makes people depressed and unhappy?

......

......

Strange and faraway places.

The bright yellow gauze curtain hung over the edge of the bed, and with the breeze of opening the door, a wrinkle like a ripple of water.

The dragon embroidered with gold thread dances on the ripples, like clouds driving the mist.

In the gauze tent, a vague figure sat half-sitting on the bed, as if Fang Fang had woken up from a dream.

"Your Highness, you are awake. ”

There was a voice sounding beside him, warm, deep, and polite. It sounds like an elegant literati, holding a scripture and shaking a paper fan, giving people the feeling of a spring breeze.

But it's a bird.

Moreover, it was a black crow, with plump wings, shiny fur, and a bright red beak as sharp as a hook.

It was grooming its feathers gracefully.

The person in the gauze tent spoke, and his voice was very young: "Suddenly I was a little restless, and I had to go out of the customs early." Bai, what's going on in the outside world now?"

"The plan is a little unsmooth, the resistance of Fengjian Continent is stronger than expected, and the chess pieces laid out have failed to achieve the expected effect. We have too few people, and this time we have broken more than half of them, and we are all dormant in the dark......"

The crow, whose whole body was black and shiny, named "White", reported unhurriedly.

The man was also listening quietly.

Until he heard somewhere, he couldn't help but interrupt: "The ceremony of Lancheng has been destroyed?"

The raven nodded.

"It's a pity, that's the most important node. The existence of the underground of Lancheng, if it can be used by this seat, why worry about the big thing......"

The voices of the people in the tent were calm, and there was no joy or anger to be heard.

The raven then added: "The bad man has been found, and several assassinations have been made, but he has not succeeded. Even the top 50 on the Tianji Pavilion killer list missed. Not at the moment. ”

"Tenkikaku ......"

The man in the tent said silently, and there seemed to be a hint of disgust in his calm tone, "It's all waste." It's done, don't waste your energy on meaningless things. ”

"It's just that the people below want to breathe......"

The crow defended, and added, "However, it is indeed a waste of money. In the past year, I have been in charge of the accounts, and they all think that Lingyuan is blown by a strong wind, spending money like running water, and the accounts are all in deficit...... I'll tell them to withdraw the people right away. ”

At this point, it was full of resentment as if it were about to turn into smoke and float out.

"Thank you, Shiro. ”

The man in the tent said lightly, and then fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he broke the silence again: "Su Yue...... How's she doing?"

The raven did not answer immediately.

This question seems to be extraordinarily heavy, almost a certain taboo. So much so that it takes some time to weigh its rhetoric.