Yun Qingshui sat quietly in Yumo's chess room, and Xuan Qing sat next to him.

The quiet tea was served, and the faint aroma was faintly floating in the air, Xuanqing took the tea, did not speak, and listened quietly to their conversation.

"How's the recent defense?"

Yun Qingshui took a sip of tea and asked lightly.

"Although the barrier has been laid down for a long time, the protection ability is still barely enough. The morale of the monks is also okay. ”

Hearing him say this, Xuan Qing's heart couldn't help but doubt.

Despite his suspicions, his face was still calm and clear.

Yu Mo took Yun Qingshui and Xuan Qing around the big array, as well as around the small formations in eight directions, and all the defensive formations were safe and sound, and there was no trace of destruction.

In the end, Yun Qingshui couldn't help but speak:

"With such a strong defense, why has the mine been interrupted for months?"

As soon as he asked, Yu Mo immediately sighed helplessly.

"The owner doesn't know, the personnel sent abroad have repeatedly encountered foreign enemies recently, just a few days ago, a team of fifty people was sent down, who knows that it was not long after leaving the enchantment...... Just ......"

Yu Mo's brows suddenly frowned deeply, and he said bitterly: "Those people are too cruel, not to mention killing people and goods, and they also burned the corpses of more than fifty disciples, leaving no trace at all. ”

Hearing him say this, Xuan Qing couldn't help but ask:

"Even if it's burned, it will leave clues, right? Who did it?"

Yu Mo shook his head again, "It's difficult...... They use a fine powder, which can turn a person's corpse into nothing as long as it is used a little, which is why we have not been sure who is behind it. ”

Yu Mo continued: "In the past six months, in order to transport the mineral soil, more than 100 of our disciples have died in Jiuquan, and the loss is too great, so we have to terminate the transportation of the mineral soil. ”

Listening to Yu Mo's words, Xuan Qing's heart was even more confused, but his expression was still calm and he didn't show anything.

The next day, he decided to go out to visit in person.

He brought with him a dozen cartloads of minerals, and by the way, a few monks. The monk is from the Qingyang Sect, and his own people are more relieved after all.

They traveled more than 100 miles all the way, and they didn't find anything deliberate around them, and everything was no different from usual.

Xuan Qing couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Yumo was sensational?

Did he steal from himself and deliberately make such a big move?

Such a thought was immediately dispelled, after all, he was the leader of Huang Zuling, presumably he didn't have that much courage......

It was getting dark, and everyone had to return in vain, and it was quiet all around, only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

"Help!"

A mournful cry for help broke the long-standing silence!

Xuan Qing frowned, and finally appeared!

He pressed his sword and ran to the end of the line, only to see a black shadow crawling on the body of a monk, holding the monk down, and the man's neck was already gnawed by sharp teeth, and the blood was stained, and it looked very hideous.

The man was bowing his head and leaning over the neck of the person on the ground, and when he heard Xuan Qing stand up, he immediately stood upright, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Stop!"

Xuan Qing shouted out, slashed out with a sword, and as soon as the black shadow moved, it immediately flew out upside down, taking advantage of the night to escape into the darkness, and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, a piece of black cloth fell lightly, and Xuan Qing raised his hand to catch it, and his deep eyes shrank suddenly.

"Oni?"

The fabric and texture were all too familiar to him. Only the Oni have it. This special, with the silk of the clan, blessed with the ghost clan's mind to weave clothes, is very rare.

This kind of clothing can feel a murderous aura from a long distance, so that you don't dare to approach easily.

It's a ghost again!

Xuan Qing gritted his teeth with hatred, and the green tendons on his face were exposed.

- The ghost clan that slaughtered the entire Salt Water Village appeared in front of him again.

His fingers gripped the strip of cloth fiercely, and his knuckles grew white.

"Dead. Xiao Wu looked at the people on the ground and reminded.

Xuan Qing immediately glanced at the ground, only to see that the person on the ground was pale, and his body was quickly curled up into a ball, and he had no breath at all.

"What a great exercise!"

His gaze returned to the black strip of cloth, his fingers subconsciously rubbed his ears, and the strip of cloth was held in Xuanqing's hand with the unique coldness and smoothness of mulberry silk.

After a pause, Xuan Qing was secretly ruthless.

The rest of the people gradually gathered around, looking at their dead companions, and couldn't help but feel a sense of horror.

An older man glanced at the corpse and said lightly: "It seems that someone is cultivating the exercises of the evil sect, otherwise it will not be guided by human blood."

These people collect human blood, plus take some pills, and finally the exercise can be achieved. ”

Xuan Qing didn't wrinkle slightly, remembering that the cultivation of the ghost clan who had escaped just now was not too high, so he pinched the black cloth strip in his hand again. Said lightly;

"However, the cultivator of the ghost clan who escaped is not very high, and his cultivation is not as shallow as he is cultivating the evil sect exercises. ”

If you want to suck human blood for cultivation, you must at least condense your qi after ten layers.

However, the person who escaped just now was only six layers of condensation qi to break through the sky, otherwise Xuan Qing would not be able to cut off his sleeve robe so easily.

"That's just a blood puppet. ”

"Spirit-blood golem?"

The man nodded.

Xuan Qing didn't have much of a concept of the essence blood puppet, and his only impression was the blood demon he encountered when he was still in the Cold Wind Academy.

He really didn't know what this blood puppet was.

After a while, Na Re continued: "The essence blood puppet is actually a tool, activated by the master's blood, these puppets are specifically attacking humans, and they also have a purpose, which is to collect human blood. When they have sucked enough human blood and returned to their masters, they will deliver all the blood they have sucked to their masters, and they are nothing more than a container of blood. ”

After this person's explanation, Xuan Qing finally understood something.

Those puppets only suck blood, and their cultivation is not high.

"Then how did Jiang put down the people we have cultivated?" Xiao Wu asked beside him.

"It's simple, they often have a lethal move, for example, poison. As he spoke, he glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said with certainty:

"This brother must have been poisoned first. After passing out, blood was collected. ”

Xuan Qing finally understood that even if he killed the puppets just now, it would be useless, and their master must be found so that they can be annihilated in one fell swoop.

So, the people buried the body, and then quickly retreated into the barrier.

This night, Xuan Qing found Yun Qingshui, explained the ins and outs of the matter thoroughly, and then offered to borrow a treasure to use.

"Senior's Berserk Pill, but are there any?"

With it in the pill shop all day long, Xuan Qing knows a little bit about Yun Qingshui's treasure, but this treasure is not easy for him to take out and use.

"You?" Yun Qingshui glanced at the resolute look on Xuan Qing's face, with a hint of hesitation.

Xuan Qing was determined to eradicate the strength of the ghost clan in Huangzuling, without any hesitation or retreat in his eyes.

"Eradicate the strength of the ghost clan in Huangzuling and clear the way for the transportation of mineral soil. ”

Xuan Qingshui was very sure, and Yun Qingshui was a little worried:

"Although Huang Zuling is a subordinate of the Qingyang Sect, it is not directly under our jurisdiction, if you want to persuade them to send manpower, I am afraid it will be a little difficult. ”

Xuan Qing knew the terrifying strength of the ghost clan.

It's naturally a good thing to have Taoist friends with you, so you have to try it anyway.

So, the next day, they found Yumo, and Xuanqing told him about his experience in the periphery that day, but he didn't ask for anyone, but he saw that Yumo's face was pale, and he said again and again:

"The ghost clan, it's really a terrifying existence. ”

He shook his head again and again, "Sure enough, closing the door is the best strategy." ”

This guy made the ghost clan scared, and there was a concern that he was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

Xuan Qing and Yun Qingshui mobilized many times, but that guy refused to send guards, after all, there were too many losses a while ago.

"Senior, I really can't joke with my disciple's life. Leave it to yourself. ”

Touched a nose of ash. Xuan Qing let out a long breath, this breath must come out, he couldn't wait any longer.

Since the slaughter of Yanshui Village, he has hated the ghost clan to death, and he has been frantically refining and cultivating.

For what? revenge, revenge!

If you can't even extinguish your revenge, what's the use of cultivating immortals?

The flame in his heart rose, and Xuan Qing couldn't hold it anymore.

As soon as Yun Qingshui and Xuan Qing walked out of the reception hall, Xuan Qing couldn't wait;

"Regardless of whether Huang Zuling is a man or not, the ghost clan must be killed."

Xuan Qing said very seriously, without hesitation.

"I'll take my disciples out and check carefully, I can always find some clues, and once I determine the core of this power, I will immediately take people to destroy them. ”

Yun Qingshui nodded approvingly, now, the mineral soil affected by this sub-force of the ghost clan can't get out of Huangzuling, and if it can't get out of Huangzuling, the supply of the pill shop will be interrupted. Once the pill shop is out of minerals, it will not be able to practice the pill, and in the long run, the foundation of the Qingyang Sect will definitely be shaken.

In public or private, he has no reason to object.

"That's good. I've got something here that can help you. ”

Yun Qingshui immediately turned out a silk book in his palm, the silk book was black all over, and it looked extremely rough, but it faintly glowed with a faint light, and it didn't seem to be an ordinary thing.

Xuan Qing immediately locked his eyes on the silk book.

"This thing can help you. ”

Xuan Qing raised his hand to catch it, the silk book was about a foot long, the weight was not heavy, and there was a cold and transparent feeling in his hand.

Yun Qingshui wiped his beard and said lightly:

"This thing is a silk book for traces, and it is a silk book that can detect people's traces, and now I lend it to you, and you will save a lot of effort when you look for the power of the ghost clan. ”

Xuan Qing looked down at the silk book, and tried to pull it away, but it was extremely laborious, Yun Qingshui added at this time:

"Recognize each other with blood, and he will naturally establish a sense of contact with you. “

When Xuan Qing heard this, his index finger slashed lightly on the sword, and a drop of blood fell from his fingertip and went deep into the silk book.

The silk book suddenly lit up, and the next moment blood immediately spread to every corner of the silk book.

After a breath, the silk book began to react, making a whining sound, and the silk book trembled lightly in Xuanqing's hand, producing an outward momentum, as if as soon as he let go, it would fly out immediately

The silk book has a feeling!