Two months passed, a secluded manor,

Shen Long, Song Qingyu and a girl in a blue dress with picturesque features sat in a cyan stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.

"I see, I said that every time I fail in this link, here's the problem."

The girl in the blue dress had a sudden expression of realization on her face.

"It's nothing, Fairy Song refines it a few more times, and sooner or later he can refine a top-grade elixir."

Shen Long said with a smile.

"That being said, Shuyun still has a lot to learn from Shen Daoyou."

Song Qingyu was full of smiles.

Song Shuyun is a third-order alchemist, but she can't refine a top-grade pill.

"Song Daoyou, it's been so long, is there no news yet?"

Shen Long got down to business.

Song Qingyu was about to answer, but Song Shuheng walked in and said, "Shen Daoyou, I have found some clues, there are two foundation building monks who met your senior brother in the wild, and there were several foundation building monks following him at that time, they are the disciples of Xuanyin Sanren, Xuanyin Sanren is a Sanren cultivator in the Yudan period, and he currently lives in Qingyangfang City. ”

He took out a cyan jade slip, handed it to Shen Long, and said, "Here are the details. ”

Shen Long's consciousness swept away, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

"This matter involves the Xuanyin Sanren, there is no direct evidence to prove that your senior brother was killed by them, and it is difficult for us to take action."

Song Shuheng looked embarrassed.

Without evidence, it was impossible for them to deal with the disciples of the Xuanyin Sanren.

"Thank you, Song Daoyou, the next thing will be handled by me, it has nothing to do with your Song family."

Shen Long took out a cyan porcelain bottle and handed it to Shen Long.

"Shen Daoyou is polite, it's a trivial matter."

Song Shuheng politely refused.

Shen Long insisted again and again, and Song Shuheng accepted it.

"Excuse me for many days, Song Daoyou, thank you for the hospitality of your Song family, if you need my help in the future, just ask."

Shen Long promised, got up and took his leave.

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Qingtang Valley is the largest Dafang city in Yuguo, with superior geographical location, business travel, and a relatively large flow of personnel.

The streets are crowded with people and noisy cars.

A secluded blue-tiled courtyard with a two-storey cyan attic and a cyan stone pavilion in the courtyard, where Qian Dafu sits and drinks tea.

He took out a golden communication disk, punched in a magic technique, and said respectfully, "Uncle Shen, where are you?" ”

"At the door of your lodgings, open the door."

Shen Long's voice sounded.

Qian Dafu answered, put away the summons disk, and strode towards the courtyard gate.

He opened the courtyard door, and Shen Long stood at the door.

Shen Long walked in, and Qian Dafu closed the courtyard door.

"What you asked you to check, how did you check?"

Shen Long asked.

"This is the situation of the Song family, and the monks or forces who have personal grudges with the Song family are all recorded on it."

Qian Dafu took out a cyan jade slip and handed it to Shen Long.

Shen Long did not fully believe in the Song family, he asked Qian Dafu to collect monks or forces who had a grudge against the Song family, and avoid being a gunman for the Song family.

Shen Long's divine sense swept and nodded, the content of the jade slip did not mention the Xuanyin Sanren.

"That's all?"

Shen Long asked.

"This is a hundred years, there have been evil cultivators in the surrounding ten countries, and there are still some cases of monks missing, before and after Senior Brother Xu's disappearance, I haven't heard of any evil cultivators in Yu Country."

Qian Dafu took out a blue jade slip and handed it to Shen Long.

"Gone?"

Shen Long continued to ask.

"There is also the situation of the local forces and high-ranking cultivators of the Yu Kingdom."

Qian Dafu took out a golden jade slip and handed it to Shen Long.

"I didn't ask you to collect this information, how did you come up with the idea of collecting this information, how did you collect it?"

Shen Long wondered.

"The disciple felt that it was helpful to investigate the case, so he spent a lot of money to buy it, this is not a core secret, you can buy it with more spirit stones."

Qian Dafu said.

After Shen Long checked the contents of the jade slip, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Judging from the content of these jade slips, the Song family has no personal grudges with the Xuanyin Sanren.

"Uncle Shen, have you found any clues?"

Qian Dafu asked.

"There are some clues, I need to verify, you continue to collect intelligence here, pay attention to the things that Senior Brother Xu has used, and don't reveal your identity."

Shen Long commanded.

"Yes, Uncle Shen."

Qian Dafu agreed.

Shen Long said a few words and turned to leave.

Out of Fang City, Shen Long turned into a ray of light and walked through the air, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Half a month later, he rushed to Qingyangfang City, changed his face, and no one recognized him.

Shen Long reined in his breath, disguised himself as a foundation building monk, and walked around the streets.

The scale of Qingyangfang City is not as good as Qingtang Valley, and Shen Long walked around the street to take a look.

Half an hour later, Shen Long appeared on a sparsely populated street, which was a residential area with a pavilion courtyard.

His gaze swept and landed on a three-storey black attic, with three big characters written on the plaque, "Xuanyin Pavilion", according to the information provided by Song Shuheng, Xuanyin Sanren lived in Xuanyin Pavilion.

When Shen Long passed by the door of Xuanyin Pavilion, the door opened, and a short and fat old man in black robe walked out, the old man in black robe was only a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, he glanced at Shen Long, and stopped paying attention.

Shen Long's palm slapped a white spirit beast bag on his waist, allowing the spirit chasing beast to remember the fluctuation of this person's divine consciousness.

He walked around the city, rented a small courtyard with green tiles near Xuanyin Pavilion, and stayed.

In the Xuanyin Pavilion, there is a secret room.

An old man in a black robe who was as thin as a bone sat on a futon, his breath as vast as the sea.

He held a magic disc with a black light in his hand, and his brow furrowed.

"Looking for someone? I know, the area of the thirty-six countries is not small, it is not so easy to find, I will do my best! ”

The black-robed old man said.

Xuanyin scattered people, in the middle of the Yudan.

"If there is news, notify me immediately, and I will do it."

A pleasant woman's voice rang out.

"Got it, so be it!"

The black-robed old man agreed and put away the summons disk.

Half a month has passed, in a secluded blue-tiled courtyard, Shen Long is sitting in a cyan stone pavilion, the hundred-eyed golden cicada is lying on the side, his eyes blooming with dazzling golden light, it is monitoring the Xuanyin Pavilion.

The eyes of the hundred-eyed golden cicada could easily see through the prohibition of the small courtyard and monitor the movements of the Xuanyin Pavilion.

Shen Long had already collected the portraits of the Xuanyin Sanren, and as long as the Xuanyin Sanren left the Xuanyin Pavilion, he would follow.

Xu Xin met the disciples of the Xuanyin Sanren, who were not currently in Fang City.

The hundred-eyed golden cicada let out a sharp cicada chirp, Shen Long's eyes lit up, put down the teacup, took the hundred-eyed golden cicada back into the spirit beast bag, and left the residence.

As soon as he walked out of his residence, Xuanyin Sanren walked in front of Shen Long.

Shen Long walked in the opposite direction, his palm lightly patting the white spirit beast bag on his waist.

He wandered around the streets, and judging from the feedback from the spirit beasts, the Xuanyin Sanren had been in the city.

When Shen Long passed by a nine-story cyan attic, the spirit beast bag where the spirit beast was chasing shook a little.

He looked at the plaque of the cyan attic and could see the three big characters of "Qingyang Tower".

There is a teahouse nearby, Shen Long walked into the teahouse and asked for a private room, and he could see the door of Qingyang Building through the window of the private room.

Half an hour later, the chasing spirit beast gave Shen Long a warning.

Shen Long came to the window and looked towards Qingyang Tower, and could see that Xuanyin Sanren had left Qingyang Tower.

He paid the spirit stone and left the teahouse.

Shen Long followed behind Xuanyin Sanren, gathered more than ten zhang, and took a look.

There were a lot of pedestrians on the street, but Shen Long didn't follow too closely.

The Xuanyin Sanren did not linger on the street and returned to the Xuanyin Pavilion.

When Shen Long saw the Xuanyin Sanren walking into the Xuanyin Pavilion, he didn't follow.

An hour later, Shen Long returned to his residence.

He walked into a secret room, sat cross-legged on a red futon, took out a Blood Jiao Pill and swallowed it, and began to practice.

The spirit chasing beast has already locked the divine consciousness of the Xuanyin Sanren, as long as he leaves Fang City, the spirit chasing beast will give Shen Long a warning, and Shen Long can put his energy and time on cultivation.

(End of chapter)