Chapter 652: One Finger Kills

When Su Xin came back, she knew what had happened, but she was not so familiar with Xia Hanqing, and Xia Hanqing's personality was relatively light, so Su Xin just smiled and congratulated Xia Hanqing, and then took Yan Yin's hand and walked aside.

"Uncle Yin, it's very strange, I just went to ask the tea idiot uncle and them, but none of them said that they had seen my aunt. They had only heard of this person, but they didn't know what her name was or where she was. Su Xin said: "Tea idiot, uncle, they are all old people of the same generation as my master, and they all grew up in Qingyue Mountain. They all said that they didn't know what my grandmother's name was, which means that my grandmother was very mysterious. Otherwise, Xin'er will ask my master, maybe she knows. ”

Yan Yin didn't expect that "Chenxi" to be so mysterious, only to see that people didn't know its name.

It stands to reason that since she is the junior sister of the Qingya Fairy, her identity will inevitably attract the attention of many people, and it is impossible not to even let people know her name. The only thing that can be explained is that she did it on purpose and didn't want outsiders to know about it.

After thinking for a while, Yan Yin looked at Su Xin and said, "Forget it, I'm just a little curious, don't bother your master." By the way, how is your Aunt Qingwu now, and is my sister Yan Yue still in retreat?"

Before, he and Bang Xin patronized to talk about Qingyunfeng, so he forgot to ask her about his sister Yanyue at that time.

"Aunt Qingwu studied the techniques in the sect at the Tibetan Technique Peak, and was deeply appreciated by several elders of the sect, and they were all teaching their own unique knowledge for Aunt Qingwu to study and learn. Su Xin said, "As for Uncle Yin's sister Aunt Yue'er, I don't know about this." I hadn't seen her before, so I didn't know what she was like. However, the last time Aunt Qingchen came to Qingyue Mountain, she also asked the master about Aunt Yue'er's situation. At that time, the master said that Aunt Yue'er had broken through to the Spirit King and had already been out of the customs. But he was taken away by a senior named Ziqing in our Qingyue Mountain, saying that he was teaching his unique swordsmanship. ”

"Ziqing?" Yan Yin was stunned and asked suspiciously, "Who is this?"

Su Xin thought for a moment and said, "He is one of my senior uncles, a master of the Spirit Saint level. I heard that many disciples in the sect admired him very much, because he was the most accomplished of the young generation of male disciples in our Qingyue Mountain. ”

As she spoke, Su Xin whispered, "Xin'er also inquired, this Uncle Ziqing, he used to like Uncle Yin's mother very much, but then he was defeated by Uncle Yin's father, and then he returned to Jingsi Cliff in Qingyue Mountain and locked himself up for more than thirty years." ”

"What else is going on?" Yan Yin said in surprise, "Then what else do you know?"

Su Xin said, "I don't know anything else, my Uncle Ziqing is very withdrawn." I met him once when he went back to Qingyue Mountain before, and it was similar to Uncle Yin's Uncle Hanqing, cold and indifferent. But it can be seen that he doesn't seem to be a bad person, at least not like the Wind Shape Elder, who always likes to target Master. ”

Nodding, Yan Yin pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then do you know where they are?

"This Xin'er is not clear, but Uncle Yin, if you go to see Aunt Yue'er, you must bring Xin'er. Xin'er also wants to meet Uncle Yin's sister. Su Xin smiled and said, "Aunt Yue'er is Aunt Bangzhu's apprentice, and that is Xin'er's senior sister." Now Aunt Qingchen, Aunt Qingwu and Aunt Yue'er are all Xin'er's senior sisters, and Xin'er is a member of Uncle Yin's generation. ”

He smiled, habitually patted Su Xin's little head, and Yan Yin said, "Whether it is a generation or not, you have to treat them as elders, you know?"

"Oh," Su Xin bowed her head in response.

Looking at Su Xin's appearance, Yan Yin didn't think much about it, he began to think about what Bang Xin had said to him during the day.

Among the three candidates, the best one is naturally the owner of the Jade Pot Tower. After all, his ancestor Yan Yuntian and he used to be senior brothers, and it would naturally be great if he could ask him for help.

It's just that the Jade Hulou has been empty, and even if he wants to invite, he can't see anyone.

Secondly, it is the one in the Fengyun Mountain Range, that is, the father of the national teacher.

Yan Yin didn't know or understand this person. Moreover, his son, the current national teacher of the Fengyun Empire, had also teamed up with the lieutenant general to deal with his father, if it was not necessary, Yan Yin would be reluctant to choose him.

And the last one is the mysterious existence of the Blood Demon in the Broken Sky Ridge.

For the blood demon, Yan Yin can't say that he has a good feeling, but he can't talk about any bad feelings.

There's no doubt that the Bloodfiend is powerful.

But when Yan Yin thought of the dragon in his body, he was a little worried about the blood demon.

There was some kind of secret agreement between the dragon and the blood demon that he didn't know about, and maybe he could convince the dragon to let the blood demon help him, but the dragon was not a good person, so he was worried about other consequences that he couldn't predict.

Therefore, Yan Yin was very entangled in her heart.

He wanted to help Qingyun Peak, but he didn't have enough strength.

After being distressed for a while, Yan Yin suddenly became a little irritable.

Looking at the Ghost Wolf King, Yan Yin said, "Wolf King, take me around and scatter my mind." ”

The night at Qingyue Mountain is beautiful, soft, and quiet.

He didn't go far, but just looked around among the peaks near Cangsong Peak.

Although Qingyue Mountain is a cultivator sect, the people here still maintain the habit of getting up in the morning and returning at night.

Therefore, although Yan Yin could detect a lot of strong or weak aura, he rarely saw a Qingyue Mountain disciple come out.

After turning around for a while, breathing in the clear air of Qingyue Mountain, and enjoying the evening breeze blowing between the peaks of Qingyue Mountain, Yan Yin's irritable heart gradually calmed down.

Just as he was about to let the Ghost Wolf King carry him back to Cangsong Peak, his heart suddenly tightened, and he saw that the air around him suddenly condensed, and a big hand composed of spiritual energy stretched out from the dark night grabbed him.

Yan Yin wanted to resist, but what shocked him was that the space around him seemed to freeze, and he couldn't move at all.

The big hand, which seemed to be ordinary, seemed to come to Yan Yin in a slow and fast moment, and wrapped it in one hand.

Yan Yin kept struggling, and even mobilized the qi and blood in her body, wanting to burst out of her strength. But that big hand was like a rock, and he couldn't move at all.

The master of this big hand is much stronger than Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo had also used such a big hand composed of aura to attack Yan Yin, but he didn't have such terrifying power at all.

Not only did it confine the space around him, but it was also silent.

At this moment, Yan Yin only felt that her body was loosened, and the big hand holding her suddenly let go.

Looking closely, a humanoid cloud stopped the big hand.

"Impossible, how can you succeed" Yan Yin's familiar and unfamiliar exclamation sounded, "Is it really that thing......"

Yan Yin thought about it in her mind, and immediately thought of the owner of this voice.

When he first came to Qingyue Mountain, he talked to them about Yangque in the secluded valley of Bangzhu, and there was a person who listened to their conversation at that time.

And this voice is exactly the same as the original voice. Obviously, the owner of this big hand is the same person in the beginning!

Without reply, the humanoid cloud dispersed faintly, and then vanished.

And that big hand also shattered in an instant.

Just when Yan Yin was suspicious, he only heard a roar in the depths of the peaks in Qingyue Mountain.

Immediately after, a shocking streamer shot out from the peaks and rushed towards the sky above Qingyue Mountain.

However, the next scene stunned Yan Yin.

A figure appeared in the night sky and stopped in front of the streamer's way.

I saw that the figure lightly pointed out with a finger, and then the streamer instantly stopped the momentum, and then a figure was revealed, falling downward.

No one knew what was going on, and some of the Qingyue Mountain disciples who came out of the room because they heard the sound were also shocked after seeing this scene.

When Yan Yin looked at the night sky again, the figure had disappeared.

Everything, calm was restored.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

But Yan Yin faintly felt that this matter must have something to do with what she had just encountered.

The next day, when Yan Yin was meditating on Cangsong Peak and cultivating Qingyue Duel, Su Xin flew to his side and hurriedly said, "Uncle Yin, Uncle Yin, it's not good, something happened to us in Qingyue Mountain." ”

Opening her eyes, Yan Yin looked at Su Xin, only to see that her expression was a little panicked and said, "I heard that there was a big battle in our Qingyue Mountain last night, and a master of the seventh order of the Spirit Saint was killed. Now many elders in the sect have gathered in the Invitation Moon Palace, hoping that my master can give them an explanation. ”

"Spirit Saint Seventh Order ......" Yan Yin suddenly thought of the streamer last night.

This made Yan Yin understand why he couldn't resist in the face of that big hand last night, and he was also shocked by the strength of the figure of the seventh-order master who pointed at the Spirit Killing Saint.

Killing a Spirit Saint Seventh Order Master with one finger, such a strength made Yan Yin unable to express it in words.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of two words.

"Spirit God!" Yan Yin exclaimed.

"Huh?" Su Xin on the side was puzzled, "Uncle Yin, what did you say?"

Shaking her head, Yan Yin looked at Su Xin and said, "You go and help me see the situation on Aunt Bang Xin's side, I want to know what happened." ”

"Uh-huh," Su Xin nodded again and again, "Then Uncle Yin is waiting here, Xin'er will go." ”

Seeing Su Xin fly away, Yan Yin began to think about who the person who saved him was.

Yan Yin pondered, "It shouldn't be Aunt Bang Xin, they don't have such a strong strength." Could it be the junior sister of the elegant fairy who pretended to be morning and sunset? But from the time she appeared in front of me before, although she covered her face with clouds and mist, she could still see her figure. But the one who saved me was a cloud of mist. ”

After thinking for a while, Yan Yin suddenly thought of someone.

"Could it be her, Aunt Bang Xin's master, Fairy Qingya!" Yan Yin's eyes lit up, and then nodded again and again and said to herself, "It must be her, only she has such strong strength." My mother was her apprentice, that's why she came to my rescue. But is she really a spirit god?"

For this question, Yan Yin quickly vetoed it.

"Probably not, throughout the ages, so many masters have not succeeded. No matter how powerful the Qingya Fairy is, it shouldn't be possible to become a spirit god. Yan Yin groaned, "It should be that her own strength is much stronger than that person, so she can kill that person with one finger." ”

But whether this is really the case, Yan Yin herself does not know.

Everything is just his guess.

And the truth is forever buried under the dust of history.

Only with the long river of time washes away the dust that belongs to history, will the truth slowly surface.