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Afraid of alarming the mules and horses tied in the shed, Xu Feng went out of the backyard of the inn lightly and went straight to the medicine shop on the only street in the town.

The sky is not yet fully bright, this time is called the door, probably only the pharmacy will open the door, human life is at stake, and the pharmacy is operated at any time.

Xu Feng guessed correctly, the pair of men and women who were dry wood and flames were the two inner disciples of the Immortal Soul Sect, and on the order of the master, they went down the mountain to investigate the cause of the death of the gray-eyed elder, all the way from Hengshui to here.

Ten days ago.

The body of the gray-eyed Zen master was escorted by a special person and transported back to the Immortal Soul Gate. The white filial piety cloth, the spirit flags arranged in the wind are several miles long, starting from the mountain gate to the fairy soul hall on the top of the mountain, countless disciples stand silently on both sides, mourning for the great elder.

The heavy cypress coffin, carried on the shoulders of the eight inner disciples who wore linen and filial piety, walked step by step down the steps to the top of the mountain.

As one of the countless sects on the continent, the Immortal Soul Sect is a relatively special one.

As Daoist Taiyi said, the cultivation sects have 10,000-year-old sects recognized and relied on by the dynasty, such as the Sanqing Daomen and the Dongcheng Academy, which are extremely profound, with a history of tens of thousands of years, and the recruitment of disciples and the source of supplies are all handled by the dynasty, and the sect uses the power of the imperial court to develop itself, and at the same time safeguard the interests of the dynasty. It can be said that it is the sect that the entire Great Xia Dynasty supports.

There is also a kind of sect that is passed down freely by the people. The sect itself also has to pay taxes from the imperial court, recruiting disciples and sources of income from itself, including land and business, such as the Xianjian Sect in the famous continent.

However, the Immortal Soul Sect is a relatively peculiar sect, with no land and business, mainly by plundering the land of other weak sects or fish and meat people, or accepting the employment of the gate lord to survive, like a hyena and a wolf among the animals that eat carrion.

This kind of Taoist sect itself has no spiritual inheritance to speak of, and is often formed by the inheritance of a special practice. The imperial court has no time to take care of it, and the big sects have no intention of provoking, and they maintain a balance between each other, but in recent years, there has been more and more trend of such hyena sects.

But there are also occasional exceptions, according to legend, three thousand years ago, the White Tiger Sect of Huizhou because of the yin robbery of the people's land, fish and meat township, endangering the reputation of the Xianjian Gate in Huizhou, was just broken by the Xianjian Gate master, alone climbed the mountain gate, and destroyed the sect overnight!

The Immortal Soul Sect is a kind of sect that has been passed down by the exercises. This kind of exercise is very evil, it can refine the true element in the practitioner's body to improve his own cultivation, and a few disciples above the middle realm of the Apocalypse can also be like the gray-eyed Zen master, through the divine mind to control the animal, spy on intelligence, and attack the enemy.

The gray-eyed Zen master has a very high status in the Immortal Soul Gate, and is the great elder second only to the master of the sect to break the army, and now he has been killed by someone for no reason. This kind of force is already surviving in plundering and scrambling, and will not take into account the Zhongzhou County Government, let alone the Akita Gang.

After the corpse of the gray-eyed elder was carried to the Immortal Soul Palace, the door master broke the army and left only two deaf and dumb female slaves, and after retreating from everyone, the door of the hall was closed.

Even during the day, the inside of the hall was very dark. The entire hall of the Immortal Soul Gate was completely carved out of the stone cliff, dim and deep, almost the entire mountain peak.

The main hall is carved diagonally upwards, step by step, getting higher and higher. The stone walls on both sides of the stairs were densely carved out of caves the size of human heads, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were really air-dried human heads in the caves!

Not only human heads, but also pig heads, dog heads, and even one or two peculiar demon beast heads are placed in individual caves!

The higher you go up, the bigger the cave becomes, the fewer heads you have, and there are even holy incense offerings in front of some of the heads.

At the top of the stone steps, there was a stone pool that looked like a coffin, and two female slaves stripped off the clothes of the gray-eyed elder and laid their naked bodies flat in the stone pool.

As soon as the corpse was put in, green liquid immediately poured out from the bottom of the pool, filling the stone pool in an instant!

The gray-eyed elder floated in the rolling green liquor, like a dead corpse in boiling water, which made people feel sick to the touch.

The door master Pojun came to the stone pool and poured all the true qi into the pool, and the water in the pool stopped rolling. The gray-eyed Zen master suddenly opened his eyes, and the army broke the army to urge the exercises to the extreme, and a picture appeared in the eyes of the gray-eyed Zen master, which was the last picture he saw before he died-a young man holding a simple knife, a resolute and cold face.

Po Jun collected the exercises, opened his mouth and inhaled, and a faint imperceptible golden thread came out of the Gray-eyed Zen Master's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and was sucked into Po Jun's mouth. The only remnant of the gray-eyed Zen master was absorbed by the broken army, which was the so-called soul refining Dafa of the Immortal Soul Gate.

Boom...... Knock knock

Boom...... Knock knock

After knocking for a long time, the door finally opened, and with a creak, it seemed particularly harsh in the silence of the cold night.

The owner and shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall was dressed and looked Xu Feng up and down.

"It's important to save people!" Xu Feng dodged away, and behind him was Jiang Liao who was lying in a wheelchair.

The doctor was benevolent, and the shopkeeper of the pharmacy didn't say much, and while carrying the wheelchair to let Jiang Liao in, he asked eagerly, "What kind of disease is this?"

Xu Feng said: "It's not to save him, it's to save me!"

"Save you?!"

"The dog man and woman are coming! My brother will deposit it with you first! I'll pick it ......up when I get it" Before he finished speaking, Xu Feng had already dodged out of the door.

The pharmacy shopkeeper looked at the door that had been closed and Jiang Liao, who was as strong as a mountain in a wheelchair, and rubbed his face to confirm that he was not dreaming.

When the pair of senior brothers and sisters of the Immortal Soul Gate were finished for a long time, the woman's face was still crimson, and she flashed a pair of apricot eyes with affection and said to the senior brother: "Where you stinky men live, people don't go." ”

Senior Brother quickly touched her face and said, "Wait for Senior Brother, ah." ”

The sloppy scholar was reluctant to leave when his legs were numb, and when he saw the man coming straight to the inn, he thought that he had been discovered, and secretly screamed that it was not good, so he rushed to his bed, lay down upright, closed his eyes, and pulled the mattress over his body. Although the mattress was covered, there was still a pillar of optimus underneath, and he hurriedly pressed it down with his hand.

The senior brother deliberately wanted to show off in front of the junior sister, and he was still half a zhang away from the door, only to see the senior brother draw his sword, swing the sword, and put the sword back into the sheath, a series of movements were clean and neat, as fast as lightning. Obviously it was just a sword, but with a loud bang, the door panel several inches thick immediately split apart, and sawdust flew everywhere.

The senior brother flashed in, and a man who was sleeping soundly at dawn was woken up, turned his head and scolded: "× your mother, who the fuck is ......." ”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that he could no longer speak, and his head fell from his neck in an instant, blood sprayed wildly on the stove, and a foul-smelling blood mist rose up.

No one dared to make a sound, and the senior brother realized that something was wrong, and the kid he was tracking was no longer there.

The two hurriedly searched around the town, and the sky was bright, and there was no trace of them for several miles around the town.

"That kid can't run far with people! We're searching the town!" said the senior brother. Supposedly, that kid won't find us, why is it gone?

As soon as they arrived at the only street entrance in the town, the two of them were frightened, and there were a few huge paintings pasted on the Anmin notice board, using the outline method, chatting about a few strokes of form and spirit to outline some scenes.

In the first painting, in the cold wind, a gray-eyed old man who looks weak has a short knife stuck in his chest.

The second painting shows two young men descending the mountain hand in hand, and the winding road down the hill leads to the bustling town, where the word "Hengshui" is faintly written on a white wall.

In the third painting, a young man and woman are entangled in a large cage, their necks intersecting, full of spring.

The fourth painting is divided into two columns, the left side is the scene of the moment, a pair of young men and women are looking at several paintings on the bulletin board with horror, and on the right side is a big skull, the head is still drenched with blood, and the skull is the symbol of the fairy soul gate.

The senior brother was thundered, and there was no longer the sharpness of breaking the door with a sword, and the senior sister looked at the senior brother in shock and anger, and let the senior brother make up his mind.

Before going down the mountain, the master told them that there was a master around Xu Feng, and it was likely that he was the one who killed the gray eyes.

With just an ordinary boy and an ordinary short knife, he could not pose any threat to the Gray-Eyed Zen Master, and the real cause of the Gray-Eyed Zen Master's death came from a cultivator who was crushed by the powerful Gang Qi and died.

Senior brother was afraid. Thinking back to the fact that I have been in the beginner for more than ten years and have practiced the exercises hard, I have finally reached the peak of the lower realm of the Apocalypse, and I am about to break through, and there is still a long way to go in my cultivation in the future. The rivers and lakes are treacherous, and they must not be buried in this remote town.

What's more, now that the junior sister who has just gotten the delicate Didi, she recalls the joy of fish and water last night, and she is no longer in the mood to be in danger. Holding the hand of the senior sister, he said firmly: "Let's go first!"

I didn't go far, but suddenly I felt that something was wrong, and I turned back, carefully tore off the third painting, and without stopping, I slipped out of the town.

An hour later, the sloppy scholar walked past the notice board with his broken bedding in his hand, and saw a pair of men and women on the painting, and was amazed: I know this woman! How could I forget it, looking at the face and the figure.

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Xu Feng had already moved to the front of the Rejuvenation Hall at this time. I am glad that when I was in school, although I studied science and engineering, I chose stick figures for elective courses. Who said that learning mathematics, physics and chemistry is not afraid to go all over the world!

Xu Feng shook his head, lamenting that he didn't paint his sister enough to convey his spirit, and when he was in school, he didn't depict his sister, and he didn't use his pen for a long time, and his level dropped.