At this time, Jingkong and Xuan Lingzi also finished pranayama.

Jingkong stood up abruptly and said angrily: "The evidence is conclusive, can it be fake?" Except for Tangjiabao, who in the world can make such a fierce and domineering poison? ”

Xiao Ding smiled indifferently and said, "It's true that the poison is a green pothos fairy, and it's also true that the biluo golden needle is from the Tang family, but who can be sure that this needle was issued by someone from the Tang family?" ”

The crowd was stunned again.

Indeed, this Biluo gold needle needs to be played out by taking the opportunity to spring, and there must be a hidden weapon with a golden needle, but it also shows that whoever has the hidden weapon in his hand can hit this Biluo gold needle.

Jingkong said in a deep voice: "This Biluo Golden Needle is the treasure of the Tang Sect, a master of hidden weapons, how could he lose his unique secret weapon?" ”

Xiao Ding paced two steps with his hands in his hands, looked at the remnants of the distant mountains outside the door, and said with a smile: "Some people can take away things that others don't want to lose unconsciously, such a person, I have met one so far." ”

Ye Rongqiu knew that the person he was talking about was naturally the world's number one thief Sikong Picking the Moon, but weren't Sikong Picking the Moon and Tang Qingqing both employed by Eighth Master Hu?

Ye Rongqiu was thinking.

Xiao Ding turned around and looked at everyone and said slowly: "Shaolin has been the Taishan Beidou of martial arts for thousands of years, and there are more than thousands of disciples of the sect, and its strength is not comparable to a small Tangjiabao. If they were looking for revenge, the people of the Tang family would definitely not choose to gather when the righteous people of the martial arts were gathered, the three elders had already had no quarrel with the world, and the little master of Zhenhui was still young, so it was impossible for them and the Tang family to make enemies. ”

Elder Wei muttered, "What if Tang Jiabao has already returned to the Blue Dragon Society? ”

Xiao Ding smiled lightly: "Because of this, if Tang Jiabao returns to the Qinglong Society, he will act in secret, and he will never dare to expose his identity publicly, Tang Jiabao is also regarded as one of the four great families in the rivers and lakes, and it is also the foundation that has been worked hard by the ancestors for thousands of years. ”

He paused and continued: "The Tang family will never do such a thing that outweighs the losses, otherwise they would not have today's reputation in the rivers and lakes." This is clearly a plan to kill people with a knife and get rid of the golden cicada, and the person who poisoned him just wants to make trouble for others to divert their attention, so that Shaolin and Tangjiabao will make enemies with each other, and he himself will stay out of the matter and reap the benefits. ”

Master Qingxuan was silent for a long time, looked at Xiao Ding and said: "Ding Shaoxia's analysis is not unreasonable, Tang Xiaoyun would never do such a reckless thing, but this person who secretly poisoned must have something to do with the Blue Dragon Society!" ”

Tang Xiaoyun is the leader of Tangjiabao.

A person who can be the head of a faction will never leave trouble for himself, and his methods will never be so simple and rude.

Everyone understands this truth, but they don't understand, who is the one who poisons?

When the two elders were poisoned, the Shaolin disciples also launched a search, and I believe that there will be results soon.

Night falls.

Abbot's room, palm lamp on tea.

Lifan Shitai led the Emei disciples to be stationed at the foot of the mountain, and Chen Xuanguan, the head of the Kongtong faction, also took his disciples to respond at the bottom of the mountain.

Other sects have manpower to set up guards at the foot of the mountain, and there are also sects that have a very good personal relationship with Shaolin, so they are stationed directly in the temple.

The Qingcheng faction was stationed in the temple.

Zhao Wouji, the head of Qingcheng, is the best among all people, so he was the first to chase him out to investigate.

When the lamp and candle were just lit in the abbot's room, Zao Wou-Ki had already returned, but he had not brought back any news, and he was speechless.

For the dead do not speak.

Zao Wou-Ki was carried back.

It's just that Zao Wou-Ki did not die of poisoning, but died of a sword.

"What a fast sword! A sword entered the throat, and the tip of the sword entered the throat for three minutes, and not even a drop of blood flowed out, the sword qi had sealed the throat, and the person had died of exhaustion. Liu Changfeng looked at the wound on Zhao Wouji's throat, his expression was moved, and his expression was a little miserable.

Master Qingxuan's eyes were closed, and he said abruptly: "Amitabha, good, good!" The head of Zhao supported justice for my fellow martial arts colleagues, and now he is unlucky. May my Buddha be merciful and cross the head of Zhao to ascend to bliss as soon as possible. ”

After a pause, he asked, "Where did you find the body of Zhao Zhangmen?" ”

The two monks who carried Zao Wou-Ki in replied: "Dangyang slope under the edge of Tallinn." ”

"But anything else?"

"No, when the two of us found Tallinn and were about to come back, we saw footprints not far ahead, and when we looked for footprints and walked forward, we saw Zhao Zhangmen lying on the ground, and he had been angry for a long time."

Master Qingxuan sighed and waved his hand, "You guys go down first." ”

"Yes," the two bowed and withdrew.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone was silent for a while.

Ye Rongqiu broke the silence first, she looked at Xiao Ding, and said, "There are not many people in the rivers and lakes whose swordsmanship is fast to this realm!" ”

Liu Changfeng said indifferently: "It's really not much, never more than five!" ”

Xiao Ding said: "Is your sword so fast?" ”

"Yes!" Liu Changfeng sneered, "But if you want to stab the head of Qingcheng under the sword with one move, I can't do it!" ”

It turned out that the person he laughed at was himself, and in order to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, he had dedicated his life to the sword, and it was only at this moment that he realized that he might not be able to reach such a state in his life.

A sword sealed the throat, the blood was not spilled, and the person was dead.

Liu Changfeng understands that he may not be able to do it if he practices for another twenty years.

Slowly, his hand holding the sword gradually relaxed, and his body and mind were about to collapse.

Xiao Ding looked at him and smiled.

Liu Changfeng also looked at Xiao Ding and said coldly: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Xiao Ding blinked and smiled: "I laughed at you wrong!" ”

Liu Changfeng's hand holding the sword suddenly became tight again, and he said angrily: "I have devoted my life to swordsmanship, how can I not see how deadly this swordsmanship is?" ”

Xiao Ding looked at his hand holding the sword, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more violent, and he smiled: "I didn't say you were wrong, but you guessed wrong!" ”

"Oh." Liu Changfeng was puzzled, and everyone was puzzled.

Xiao Ding gently pinched his brows with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and said slowly: "Except for Ah Fei and Jing Wusheng back then, no one can kill the head of Qingcheng with a sword, but the two seniors have long been hidden from the world. As we all know, after the master of the sword reaches a certain realm, in addition to the sword qi on the sword, it is inevitable that there will be murderous aura on the body when he wants to kill. Unless ......"

"Unless what?" Ye Rongqiu asked impatiently.

"Unless he thinks the man won't kill him at all." Xiao Ding sighed, "Only when he is defenseless, that person can make a move." ”

Only relatives and friends can let people let their guard down, but the person who wants his life is the person he trusts.

Maybe Zao Wou-Ki was smiling and talking, and someone blocked his throat with a sword, maybe the person who killed him was also laughing when he killed him.

Zao Wou-Ki was really smiling, the smile on his face was in stark contrast to the blankness in his eyes.

With a smile on his face, the sword was in his throat, and at the moment of death, his eyes were full of confusion and grief.

Good fast sword.