(Regarding the copper needle to detect poison, of course, it is not because of blood, the copper needle has always been used in the meridian acupuncture points, this world and our world are not the same world, of course, I admit that I didn't think about it at all when I wrote it...... ）

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The reason why the forest suddenly became so quiet was not because the master of the Heavenly Gift Sect broke the thoughts in everyone's hearts with one word.

No one thinks that Chen Changsheng will take the opportunity to treat his injuries and secretly poison him, because there is no reason for this, and he can't tell any reason, everyone knows that Chen Changsheng is deeply favored by the Pope and supported by the Cardinal's Office, and he has become a state religious college in the world at a young age, no matter how you look at it, it is a promising future, compared with this future, it is impossible for any interests in Zhou Yuan to drive him to do this kind of thing.

The reason for the silence is that people want to know how Chen Changsheng will react in the face of such unreasonable accusations.

Chen Changsheng didn't react, the reddish eyes of the Heavenly Gift Sect master, and his face that was almost distorted because of grief, were all in his eyes.

He and his folded sleeves turned around and walked out of the forest, and Senior Sister Tong and Ye Xiaolian greeted them, with a worried look on their faces.

Chen Changsheng explained a few words about the situation in the forest, then left the stream with folded sleeves and walked into the vast world of Zhou Yuan again.

Not long after they left, Senior Sister Tong and two other well-known cultivators, with the cultivators, supported each other and walked towards the garden at the gate of the garden, there was an extra stretcher in the middle of the team, and the dead Sect Master Fei was lying on it with his eyes closed, and a few cries sounded from time to time on the side of the stream.

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Standing on a boulder between the cliffs, looking at the team walking downstream by the river, Chen Changsheng was relieved.

"There's a problem with how you deal with it. ”

Fold his sleeves and said expressionlessly: "When there is a disagreement in the team, no matter what means are used, it should be suppressed, if you want to survive, obedience is the most important thing." ”

Chen Changsheng didn't speak, turned around and entered the dense forest.

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The search and treatment continued, and more and more human practitioners were gathered together in the three gardens, and they had already made contact with each other. The problem is, if the Zhou Garden can't be opened for a day, should everyone stay in these seemingly beautiful gardens without any treasures?

In the next two days, something even more terrible happened, and several more cultivators died mysteriously one after another, still poisoned, but neither the people who accompanied them nor the aftermath could find the cause. As time goes by, the pressure on people increases, some people may collapse, others may become numb, and more cultivators are very likely to leave these three gardens again and go deep into the world of Zhou Yuan to find those magic weapons and inheritances that are extremely precious to the practitioners, because in their opinion, it is more dangerous to stay with other people.

Yes, many cultivators have begun to suspect that all of this qiē is a conspiracy of the demon clan, but until this moment, no one still believes that the demon clan can sneak into the Zhou Garden, you must know that there is Zhu Luo sitting alone under the moon at the gate of the garden, and there is a bishop Lord Merisa with a cadre of the state religion to verify the identity, even the most mysterious demon military advisor in the black robe, it is impossible for him to have the ability to sneak in.

Since there are no demons in Zhou Yuan, the danger certainly comes from the humans themselves, in the middle of each other.

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Chen Changsheng put his feet into the slightly cool stream and let out a comfortable sigh.

Running nearly a thousand miles in two days was also a very hard thing for him, his clothes were full of dust, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of exhaustion.

Compared to him, the folded sleeves are much stronger, and it seems that this wolf boy doesn't know what tiredness is.

Chen Changsheng looked at a few little white fish in the depths of the stream and said, "I still don't believe that there will be a mole." ”

Folding his sleeves and said: "Four people have already been poisoned, since we are sure that there are no demons in Zhou Yuan, then the person who poisoned must be a traitor." ”

This is a very simple and clear inference.

But Chen Changsheng still had a hard time accepting it.

The alliance between humans and demons against demons is a war of extermination, and there are very few mutineers on both sides.

"Although the war has actually been going on on the edge of the snowfield, for the vast majority of lives on the mainland, there has been no war for many years, and many lives have long forgotten the horror of the demon race, and forget that this is a war to exterminate the race. Zhi said indifferently: "In the snow field, I have seen many deer people who serve as guides for the demon race, and it is not surprising that there are traitors bribed by the demon clan among the human cultivators in Zhou Yuan. ”

Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment and then said: "I have never wanted to admit that there is a traitor, because now everyone has begun to suspect each other, and this kind of distrust I think is even more dangerous." ”

Folding sleeves admits that playing with people's hearts has always been the most terrifying thing about the demons.

The demons don't need to enter the Zhou Garden at all, they just need to cut off the connection between the garden and the outside of the garden, and then let the traitors fan the flames in it and do some sinister things, then there will be chaos among human cultivators.

This kind of thing has happened many times in history.

Chen Changsheng continued: "These hundreds of cultivators in the Nether Realm are the future of mankind, there are many excellent and powerful people in them, and the number of traitors that the demon clan can buy cannot be too many, so as long as these hundreds of cultivators do not suspect each other, be vigilant, or even confront each other, as long as the people's hearts are not dispersed, the demon clan will not be able to do anything." ”

Folded his sleeves and said expressionlessly: "If you can do this, you humans will already dominate the continent. ”

Chen Changsheng was silent.

Based on his observations in the past two days, especially today's Banshan Lin language, he can confirm that the hearts of hundreds of cultivators have been dispersed.

He is the leader of the team entrusted with the important task of leaving the palace, so the cultivators of the Northern School of the National Religion have the responsibility to take care of it, and the weight of Gou Han's food makes his sense of responsibility even heavier.

However, when the hearts of the people are scattered, how can the team be led?

"As long as you stay in the garden, you should be fine, and the people who are poisoned are all dead in the mountains, so don't worry about these people for now, and you have to hurry up and find the rest of the people. ”

Chen Changsheng pulled his feet out of the stream and stood on the stone wetly, looking at the other two foothills looming under the sky.

The cultivators who had already been counted and found at this time and gathered in the garden were still more than a hundred people short of the total number of people entering the garden.

"Some people don't want to be found by you, so how do you find them?"

Folded his sleeves and said expressionlessly: "Like Liang Xiaoxiao, Qijian, Zhuang Changmoult, and those powerhouses of various sects in the upper realm, I haven't seen any of them. ”

Chen Changsheng shook his feet, put on his shoes, tied his hair back together, and said, "Even if the demon clan really bought some spies, they wouldn't dare to attack these people. ”

"But they're definitely peeping in the dark," he said. ”

Chen Changsheng thought about Gou Han's request in the Heavenly Book Tomb, and said, "Let's go to the Sword Pond to have a look." ”

Even if you can't meet with Qijian and Liang Xiaoxiao, it would be a good thing if you can find the sword pool.

After two days and two nights of hard work, he felt entitled to think about himself.

Chen Changsheng and his folded sleeves left the bank of the stream and walked towards the mountains and forests.

They would think about the dangers hidden in the mountains for other practitioners, but they didn't seem to worry about their own safety at all.

Because they are all young people, although they can't see any blood on the surface, they never lack self-confidence, and they are not afraid to embark on the journey together.

And on the other side of their walk through the mountains, the girl in the white sacrificial dress was also walking.

She was single, still fearless, her expression was calm, and at some point, she had an extra bow on her shoulder.

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Coming to the stream and river that arrived first, he still walked the old way, going upstream, passing the place where the Qing Void Guan Guan Lord and the Holy Maiden Peak Tong fought the day before yesterday, Chen Changsheng and his folded sleeves didn't look at the black blood stains left on the river beach, and continued to move forward in silence, without speaking for a long time.

The two of them are not good at talking, and they don't like to talk very much, and the conversation in Zhou Yuan in the past two days has been regarded as frequent exchanges.

In the quiet forest, there was the occasional birdsong, a creature awakened by the sound of their footsteps.

Chen Changsheng had seen a record in the Daozang that many years ago, someone had found the scabbard of an ancient sword in this forest.

Liang Xiaoxiao, Qijian, and Zhuang Moult all disappeared in the upper reaches of this stream, which strengthened his judgment.

If there really is a sword pond in Zhou Yuan, the sword pond should be in this direction.

It was too natural for the Lishan Sword Sect to want to find the legendary sword pool.

Chen Changsheng and Folding Sleeves didn't know at this time, and they both said that no one had ever seen a sword in Zhou Yuan, and this statement was wrong.

Many years ago, the little uncle surnamed Su from Lishan once found a sword here and brought it out of Zhou Yuan.

It's just that for some reason, this matter didn't spread.

The water volume of this stream is not too abundant, especially when it goes upstream, and after passing through a few tributaries, the water becomes slower and shallow as a mirror.

But the stream was very long, and the two of them walked from early in the morning until the middle of the day, when they finally came to an end.

Like many streams, at the end of this stream is also a mountain cliff, on which a waterfall like a silver string falls.

At the bottom of the waterfall is a secluded pool, which falls into the pool and makes a low roar.

Folding his sleeves and squinting, looking at the top of the waterfall, he saw that under the blazing sun, the shallow water on the cliff side was as transparent as glass, confirming that this was already the top of the mountain.

"I'll go up and have a look. ”

After saying this, without waiting for Chen Changsheng to react, he rushed towards the cliff. On the way, his body suddenly lowered, swished, turned into a gray shadow, and jumped to the cliff wall more than ten zhang high.

Chen Changsheng watched below, and could vaguely see that his hands seemed to emit cold light.

The figure with folded sleeves disappears above the waterfall, and it should be to go to the real mountain water to check it.

Chen Changsheng retracted his gaze and looked at the waterhole under the waterfall, his heart moving slightly.

This place is already a peak, the green mountains are springing, and the amount of water cannot be too large, and the picture he and his folded sleeves see is also the same.

The waterfall is very thin and the amount of water is small, so why is this waterhole below so deep?

He walked to the edge of the pool and looked into the water, but it was so dark that he could not see the bottom at all.

He calmed down, slowly released his senses, and leaned towards the bottom of the pool.

The divine sense sneaked in, and suddenly, he felt a slight pain in his eyes, as if he had been scraped by a thin leaf.

He closed his eyes and began to cry.

It was a sword intent.

Although ethereal and elusive, he was sure that it was a sword intent.

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(It's been a shift these days, and I'll be whipped up quickly after I come back on the 25th.) ）