"You go to the Dragon Gate first to take a look, if the Dragon Gate has a bloody aura, we will think of breaking the Spirit Gathering Array and destroying the blood pool." Even if it turns the sky, the face is equally ugly.

"What if you can't break the Spirit Gathering Array?"

Qin Shiming asked rhetorically.

"Then let Longmen move away, and at the same time, tell the world and tell everyone that Ji Wushuang is a villain."

It's turned upside down, with a hint of hatred and determination in his eyes.

Even if you turn the sky upside down, you can kill Qin Tian to clean up the portal, or you can kill Ji Wushuang to clean up the portal.

It doesn't matter if you want to live forever or pursue power, but you shouldn't use this bloody method.

That's it, what face does Ji Wushuang have to accuse Qin Tian on behalf of justice?

"Do you know who arranged the Spirit Gathering Array back then?"

Qin Shiming stretched out his hand and touched the aperture, but it seemed to be electrocuted, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

It's too difficult to destroy the Spirit Gathering Array.

"I don't know."

"Who founded Longmen? Is it Ji Wushuang? Qin Shiming asked again.

"It's not."

Count the heavens and say: "The founder of Longmen is definitely not Ji Wushuang, I know in my heart how much ability he has, he doesn't have that ability." ”

"Could it be that your master, the weird master, did it?"

Qin Shiming asked again.

"That's not clear."

“……”

Qin Shiming knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he simply didn't ask.

"You wait for me outside, I'll go inside and walk around, come out soon, and talk later."

Qin Shiming waved his hand, went up the mountain, and then felt out two Tianyan stones, urging the energy, and a gate suddenly appeared in front of the cliff.

Pushing the door in, in the Longmen base, a desolate atmosphere greeted him.

The base was lifeless, and the sky overhead was even more gray, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Is that you? What are you here to do? ”

As soon as he entered the gate, Qin Shiming bumped into an acquaintance, Xingtian.

Now Xing Tiangui is the master of the Dragon Gate, and he has more faction than in the past, but Xing Tian's face does not look good, and it is even worse after seeing Qin Shiming.

Did he regret letting himself be the master of the Dragon Gate?

Xingtian suddenly became vigilant.

"Hello, Torture Master, I'm here to find someone."

Qin Shiming didn't compete with Xingtian, he was here to do things, not to find trouble.

"Looking for whom? Saint? ”

Xingtian was still vigilant, "Qin Shiming, you should know your identity, you are no longer from Longmen, understand?" ”

"I understand, but it doesn't prevent me from coming back to visit my family, after all, I have been in Longmen for a while."

Qin Shiming said with a smile: "The master of the criminal sect, has a convenient personality?" ”

"Just this once, not the next one."

Xing Tian wrinkled his brows and pondered for a moment, but still got out of the way.

"Thank you."

Chong Xingtian nodded slightly, Qin Shiming hurried to the medicine monk's station, as for the saintess Long Suyi, he was a little embarrassed, on Kunlun Mountain, he didn't give Long Suyi a lot of face.

Now that there is something, I lick my face and ask for help, which is not like words.

"Medicine senior, long time no see."

Pushing open the gate of the medicine monk's courtyard, a strong fragrance of medicine came to his nose.

"Why are you here?"

The medicine monk rushed out of the room and patted Qin Shiming on the shoulder excitedly, "Figured it out, want to come back?" ”

"Nope."

Back to Longmen?

Forget it, Qin Shiming is not stupid.

Now that Longmen has suffered heavy losses, the dragons have no leader, and with the strength and courage of Xingtian, they can't convince everyone. What's more, now there is no aura in the Dragon Gate, which is even worse than the outside.

What are you doing on your own? Looking at the gate? As a coolie?

"I'm mainly worried about my seniors, come and see you, by the way, how are you doing now? Everything was fine......"

"You kid, don't come to this set!"

Although the medicine monk has no real power in Longmen, and among the several masters, he has the least sense of existence, but it does not mean that the medicine monk is stupid, but he is extremely smart and sees it more thoroughly.

"Are you looking for clues about Suzaku's Monday dream?" The medicine monk raised his eyebrows, with an indecent smile on his face, obviously knowing Qin Shiming's.

"Not really."

Qin Shiming still shook his head, "I came today to talk to the Holy Maiden for a few words, passing by here, come and see you." ”

"Oh? Looking for a saint? That's not a coincidence. ”

"Unfortunately?"

"Yes. It's been days since the saint went out. ”

The medicine monk nodded, and said, "You have also seen the current situation of Longmen, it is like being bombarded by a cannon, and it is in ruins. The Holy Maiden was sent out to find the Dragon Balls, and it was best to find the Dragon Spirit, otherwise, the Dragon Gate might not last long. ”

"Xingtian is very likely to be the last master of the Dragon Gate."

"Then why didn't Xingtian tell himself that the saint was not there just now? Playing with me? ”

Qin Shiming frowned, and he was in a very unhappy mood.

"Who made him look down on you all the time?" The medicine monk shrugged his shoulders and shook his head with a wry smile.

"By the way, the medicine senior, I want to ask you something."

Qin Shiming didn't have time to compete with Xingtian, and asked casually, "Do you know who founded Longmen?" ”

"I don't know."

The medicine monk felt strange, "What are you asking for?" ”

"Then do you know who arranged the Spirit Gathering Array in the Dragon Gate? Have you ever seen the Spirit Gathering Array of the Dragon Gate? Qin Shiming asked again.

Monk Yao still shook his head, and the puzzled look on his face became a little heavier.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"In the Spirit Gathering Array of the Dragon Gate, there is a large blood pool, which is at least three times larger than the blood pool found on Jianghaima Island, now do you understand what I mean?"

"Ahh

Monk Yao's face changed greatly when he heard this, "You, don't you talk nonsense?" ”

"I saw it with my own eyes, and what else could I fake?"

Qin Shi understood the medicine monk at a glance, but his heart was even more strange.

The Spirit Gathering Array is good, the blood pool is good, how is it lifeless in the Longmen base? I can't feel a little bit of life, which doesn't make sense at all.

You must know that Xiao Bailong was a rookie before, and after soaking in the blood pool, he became a super strong man in just a few days, a peak powerhouse of land immortals.

Of course, the little white dragon also died a miserable death in the end.

"If that's the case, it's scary."

The medicine monk looked solemn.

"So, let me inquire, who founded the Dragon Gate, and who arranged the Spirit Gathering Array, is it really Ji Wushuang?" Qin Shiming didn't believe it.

I always feel that there is someone hiding behind Ji Wushuang.

"I really don't know, why don't I go back and help you inquire?"

"It's not for me to inquire, it's for yourself."

Qin Shiming said with a straight face: "If you think about it carefully, if even the Dragon Sect respects the Blood Cultivation Dafa, are you still considered a decent family?" Are you still qualified to do justice for others? ”

Hearing this, the medicine monk's face became more and more ugly.

"Okay, that's all for you, you can do it, don't make a noise until you find out, I still have something to do, go first."

Qin Shiming patted the old monk on the shoulder and left.

"By the way, do you have any news of Monday's dream?"

Walking to the door, Qin Shiming turned around and asked.

How can you really care about Monday Dream, after all, it was the woman who asked herself for a bullet at the beginning.

"No, there was no sign of a fight in her quarters, as if she had left. We're looking for her everywhere too. The medicine monk still shook his head.

Qin Shiming frowned slightly, silent, but muttered in his heart.

Where will she go?