The old man Wen Sheng was directly stunned.

Let's say this before, although I knew that Wu Yong was forced by the holy decree to cut off his head with a sword, and it was not Zhao Wei who did this kind of evil thing of killing his fellow disciples.

But as for why his own divine sprout was in Zhao Weixian's hands, the old man Wensheng only guessed that it was because after his own death, Zhao Weixian didn't know how to obtain his own divine sprout.

But listen to him now...... Zhao Wei first got it before he died?

Or do you have to ...... Handed-in?

The old man Wen Sheng looked at Yu Chen, he knew that Yu Chen could see the ghost's marquee.

The latter nodded slightly.

Old man Wensheng's brows furrowed tightly.

I only listened to Zhao Weixian continue to speak, telling the events of that night.

That night, just a moment before Wu Yong raised his sword and cut off the head of the saint.

Zhao Weixian was called to his home by the old man Wensheng.

Then the Great Xia Wensheng took out an iron-cast box and handed it to him.

didn't say what was inside, only that there was a catastrophe not long after, and he wanted to hand over the things in the iron box to Zhao Weixian for safekeeping.

Zhao Weixian asked what was wrong, but the old man Wensheng didn't say anything, just asked him to accept it.

Zhao Weixian had no choice but to go back with the iron casting box.

As a result, that night, as soon as he left with his front foot, the old man Wen Sheng's back foot was cut off by his apprentice Wu Yong's head.

Zhao Wei's ancestors were stupid.

He really didn't expect that the "robbery" that the senior brother said was...... The Emperor wants to kill him!

After knowing this, Zhao Wei didn't believe it at first!

What secret treasure?

What defection?

He would rather believe that the emperor defected, than that his own senior brother, Daxia Wensheng, Li Huan, who was full of peach and plums, would defect with the so-called secret treasure!

What's more, if he Li Huan really wants to do something, can he still make Wu Yong cut off his head?

——When he was a student in the past, Wu Yong would even wash the feet of the old man Wensheng!

That's that respect!

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Weixian finally opened the iron box.

I wanted to see if there was anything in it that could prove my brother's innocence.

But it doesn't matter if you look at it, he looks at it and directly makes others stupid!

Inside this iron-cast box is a bloody brain!

No wonder the old man Wen Sheng was wearing a hat when he handed things to him at that time!

It turned out that it was because he had already lifted his skull and taken out his brain at that time!

But it's useless to know this!

Zhao Weixian was like this, holding the old man Wensheng's brain, and it took many months.

Until last night, the judge of the Yin Division broke in and snatched it away.

"That Yin Judge, I thought he was acting rampantly, but he was just a chivalrous man, I didn't expect it,......" Zhao Weixian sighed.

Yu Chen: "......"

He sighed, and Sen Luo's grimace grew out from under the flesh and blood, directly shocking Zhao Weixian!

"You?!"

"Mr. Zhao, I am the judge of the Yin Division." Yu Chen shook his head and said, "But last night, I was in the near sea. ”

Zhao Weixian was stunned.

The old man Wen Sheng also nodded, "The old man was with him at the time." ”

"So...... Someone is blaming you? Zhao Weixian did not doubt the truth of this statement.

After all, if it was really this mausoleum keeper who killed him, then there was no need to bring his ghost back at this time, just wait for him to be wiped out by heaven and earth.

"Yes." Yu Chen nodded.

"Who do you have a grudge with?" Zhao Wei asked again.

"That's a lot."

Yu Chen spread his hands and narrowed his eyes: "But I am afraid that there is only one person who has the ability to cut off your head." ”

In other words, in Jinling at this time, only one person can do this.

- Great Xia, King Shenwu!

Coupled with the fact that the three deceased demon kings "came back from the dead", you have to say that the Shenwu King has no problem, then it is pure to beat people as fools.

One person and two ghosts, they all have a guess in their hearts, so they don't say more.

"Let's leave it at that." Yu Chen waved his hand and looked at Zhao Weixian: "Mr. Zhao, you can stay with the old man, and leave your last wish to me to do it—I did it myself." ”

"Thank you." Zhao Weixian let out a long sigh and nodded.

However, the old man Wen Sheng was a little curious: "Senior brother, what is your last wish?" Tell me about it, brother? ”

Zhao Weixian glared at him, turned around and left.

Yu Chen also left the Duren Jing and returned to the Wanjia Mausoleum.

As for Zhao Weixian's last wishes, of course he knew about it.

【Five Qualities of Spiritual Wishes】

【Grievances and Snow】

[Time limit: none]

【Reward】

The five-grade spiritual wish, Yu Chen's last wish to the highest grade that he has been in contact with so far.

And the content of Zhao Weixian's last wish is just like its name.

——For his senior brother, Daxia Wensheng Li Huan, wash away his grievances!

Let's talk about Zhao Weixian's marquee, apart from this, Yu Chen really didn't see him have any other wishes.

It's the kind of money that can be seen when you die.

But on the contrary, the Holy Decree slandered his senior brother Li Huan for seizing the secret treasure and preparing to defect!

Can this be endured?

Are you slandering me?

Slandering my brother?

Dream on!

Although it sounds outrageous, but the marquee will not deceive people, this Zhao Weixian looks very cold, but in fact, he worships his senior brother Li Huan more than anyone else.

His last wish was not even to help him take revenge, but to let Yu Chen find out the truth about the beheading of the old man Wensheng!

With a sigh, Yu Chen put away the Sutra.

Then he took out a dark book from the mustard seed bag, summoned the stone that was chopping wood outside, and gave him the book.

"Stone, from now on, in addition to your work, you can start practicing."

Shi Shi was stunned for a moment, took the Xuanxi book, and nodded with a grin: "Engong, Shi listens to you!" ”

He didn't know what this dictionary was, and he didn't know what Yu Chen asked him to do.

But my father said that Engong's words are equivalent to his old man's words, which make sense, and you have to listen to them!

Even if you let yourself die, then there must be your own consideration!

The Xuanxi book fell into the stone's hand, and he dripped blood on the book according to what Yu Chen said, and the book turned into a yellow light and poured into the stone's body.

"Engong, this book ...... It's gone! Stone exclaimed!

"You don't care, just follow your feelings." Yu Chen instructed!

"Listen to you!" The stone nodded heavily.

"Also, don't call me Engong in the future." Yu Chen shook his head, "It sounds weird." ”

The stone frowned and thought for a while, then smiled innocently, "Then the stone will call you master!" Dad said, respectable people let the stone call the master! Master! If you have something to do in the future, just tell the stones! ”

Yu Chen looked at his elated appearance, and it was difficult to say that he went with him.

Then, the stone went out and went to practice the dark book with his feelings.

And Yu Chen sat back on the bed, thinking in his heart.

——The Xuanxi Scripture, called the [Tiangang Immeasurable Sutra], was the reward given by the Sutra of Salvation after fulfilling the last wishes of the two directors of the Prison Division and figuring out the refining formation under the sea.

This Tiangang Sutra is a pure training and combat classic, advocating that the body be tempered countless times, with strength to break the skill, with the body into the Tao, the foot is about to step on the sky, the fist shakes the sky, and shatters the void!

When you practice to the depths, you can collapse the mountains and seas with one punch, and destroy the city!

Just after knowing this introduction, Yu Chen secretly praised it, what a terrible classic of fierce and domineering.

But this thing is not only powerful and domineering, but even more domineering to cultivators!

——After practicing this Tiangang Immeasurable Sutra, you can only practice the body and not the Qi, and you can no longer use the Qi to exert your magical powers.

Yu Chen was naturally inappropriate, so he just handed it over to the stone to practice.

This stupid big man is loyal enough and his physical talent is terrifying, so he just cultivates this thing.

In the future, if he becomes famous, after he has strong combat power, it will also be a big help for Yu Chen.

After arranging things, Yu Chen no longer thought about the stones.

Instead of thinking about Zhao Weixian's death.

There is no doubt that the other party's purpose is the god of the old man Wen Sheng, or something in his god tree.

And if the "secret treasure" mentioned in the holy decree really exists, it is most likely in the god of the old man of Wensheng.

It's just that...... If this thing exists, what is it?

Is it worth taking away a character like the old man Wensheng, and it is worth a holy decree in the capital to kill the dignified Great Xia Wensheng to get it back?

At the same time.

As the saying goes, some people rejoice, and some people worry.

When the whole of Jinling was gloomy because of Zhao Weixian's death.

Shenwu Palace, a certain dark room.

On the grim face of the Shenwu King, a hint of a smile appeared.

This dark room, except for a dark corridor, has no doors or windows, and in the huge space, all kinds of strange creations stand.

There are platforms that look like assembly lines, huge round glass bottles, all kinds of steel pipelines, huge furnaces that are high and low for one person, and there are roaring furnaces and steam machinery......

Figures in cyan robes, holding various materials in their hands, busily shuttled through the dark room.

They are not as powerful and domineering as alchemists, but they are one of the indispensable professions in this world.

- The Alchemist.

Those powerful magic weapons, various styles of elixirs, and all kinds of strange talismans were all from their hands.

At the door, a gray-haired old alchemist, with the thick lens of his finger pasted in front of his eyes, carefully examined a bloody brain flower on the tray.

Full of amazement and praise!

"This one...... The god is simply ...... Art! ”

"Nope! It's creation! Only a miracle can make such a ...... Beautiful gods! ”

"The old decay can see it today...... This life is enough! ”

“……”

Talk somebody's ear off.

King Shenwu frowned, "Master Chen, cough cough!" ”

"Your Highness! You say! You say! The old man finally came to his senses and spoke.

"There is something hidden in this god sprout, help me take it out." King Shenwu spoke.

The old man frowned and looked at the bloody brain: "Hmm...... Some difficulty...... But ......"

Suddenly, his mouth cracked, and his eyes showed an incurable look of obsession and madness, "—I like it, old man!" ”

King Shenwu glanced at it with disgust and waved his hand: "As soon as possible." ”

(End of chapter)