As soon as Lin Qingxuan left, a person turned out from behind a big tree not far from the courtyard, it was Zhou Chen.

The Dao boy who delivered the meal hurriedly greeted him, and said with a sneer on his face: "Daoist Zhou! The little one has already said that to Lin Qingxuan according to your instructions! The pill you promised should be given to me, right?"

Zhou Chen smiled and nodded: "Of course! Of course!" While stretching out his left hand and handing over a small jade bottle, he smiled and said, "You must not tell others about this matter!"

The Dao Tong smiled happily and hurriedly replied, "The little one must be tight-lipped! Dao Chief, please rest assured!"

Suddenly, Zhou Chen slapped the neck of the Dao Tong with a "click" of his right hand, and said coldly: "Only the dead will keep their mouths shut!"

The boy immediately went limp, and fell to the ground without a sound.

Zhou Chen dragged the body of the boy into Lin Qingxuan's room, stuffed it under his bed, and covered the door, then pulled out a sword, threw it into the air, and then jumped up, stepped on the spine of the sword, and the sword flew up.

He followed the direction in which Lin Qingxuan disappeared and slowly followed.

Lin Qingxuan ran at full speed for more than half an hour, and he had already gone deep into the mountains, and the woods seemed denser and darker. Along the way, he didn't even see a single disciple of Qingyunmen.

He was feeling anxious, and suddenly heard a gust of wind above his head, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Zhou Chenzheng's sword flying over.

Lin Qingxuan was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted, "Senior Uncle Zhou, I'm here! Have you found Senior Sister Qin?"

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Chen fell to the ground and stared at Lin Qingxuan coldly. His sword hung above his head, flashing and flashing.

Lin Qingxuan's heart suddenly felt bad, so he had to force his composure and salute: "Congratulations to Senior Uncle on his success in building the foundation!

Zhou Chen sneered and shouted, "Lin Qingxuan, when are you going to pretend?" Obediently hand over all Chen Hao's things!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan was taken aback, and hurriedly smiled and said, "What are you talking about, uncle, disciple doesn't understand!"

Zhou Chen said with a smile: "At first, I thought you were taken away by Chen Hao's old ghost, but later I figured out that it wasn't!

Lin Qingxuan was even more shocked, and hurriedly replied: "Disciple doesn't understand, what are you talking about, uncle?"

Zhou Chen smiled: "If you don't want to admit it, kill you, and the thing will naturally belong to me!" With a wave of his right hand, his sword immediately slashed towards Lin Qingxuan.

Lin Qingxuan saw that he couldn't dodge, so he had to take out the small sword from the storage bag in his arms, slash it away, and open Zhou Chen's sword. This only shocked his hands numb, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened: Is this the power of the foundation building period?

Seeing that his sword had been knocked open with a small gap, Zhou Chen couldn't help but shout: "Top-grade magic sword! You actually have a cultivation in the late stage of qi refining! Do you dare to say that you don't know Chen Hao?"

In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice: "Fortunately, I am old and serious, and I waited until after the foundation was built to find this kid, otherwise I might not be his opponent!"

Lin Qingxuan slapped the storage bag, and a handful of wire vine seeds were scattered, and in the blink of an eye, they grew into green vines, and they frantically wrapped around Zhou Chen. Among them, there were two seeds, which turned into two sharp wooden thorns, shooting towards Zhou Chen's eyes!

Seeing this situation, Zhou Chen suddenly sneered: "Carving insect skills, dare to take it out to show ugliness?"

He waved his hands one after another, and in an instant, he sent out two wind blades, cutting the wooden thorn in two, and then sent out two more fireballs, burning the green vine to ashes!

Immediately, with a finger of Zhou Chen's right hand, his sword rotated rapidly around Lin Qingxuan, sword by sword, but it no longer collided with Lin Qingxuan's little sword.

Lin Qingxuan was wielding a small sword and trying his best to parry, while he also had to dodge the fireballs and wind blades that Zhou Chen sent out from time to time, and after a while, he was already exhausted and out of breath. He had no choice but to shout desperately: "Uncle Shi, please make it clear first, what do you want?

Zhou Chen said with a smile: "Of course it's Chen Hao's Creation Bead! Hand over the orb and spare you from death!"

Lin Qingxuan shouted: "You stop first! I'll give it to you!"

Zhou Chen pointed with his right hand, and the sword suddenly stopped in mid-air and did not move.

Lin Qingxuan stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag in his arms, then took out the small bead, and shouted: "You tell me first, what the hell is going on?

Zhou Chen hurriedly shouted: "Stop!

Lin Qingxuan said: "You say it first! What the hell is going on? How did you see through me?"

It turns out that this Creation Bead is a strange treasure, as long as you hold the bead in your mouth when you cultivate, no matter what kind of spiritual root person it is, it can correspond one by one, releasing the aura of the same attribute, greatly increasing the cultivation speed.

As the treasure of the Minshan faction, the Creation Bead has always been kept by the head of the sect, and the elders each take turns to use it every month. This matter was only known to a few high-ranking elders in the Minshan faction, and it was an untold secret of the Minshan faction.

That Chen Hao's talent was not good, and he had cultivated for more than two hundred years, but he was finally stuck in the late stage of foundation building, and he was never able to form a golden pill.

Originally, his status in the sect was not high, and he was not qualified to use the Creation Bead at all, but he knew about it by chance, and seeing that Shouyuan was about to end, he did not hesitate to take risks.

At that time, Murong Ye, the head of the Minshan faction, was in retreat, going all out to attack the Jindan period. Elder Taishang, the only Jindan monk in the sect, is also leading several elders with real power to guard the Dharma outside the secret room.

Everyone is earnestly hopeful: if this sect can have one more Jindan stage monk, it can greatly improve the status of the sect!

Chen Hao took advantage of the cultivation of the only son of the head of the sect to secretly kill people and seize treasures, not wanting that the matter would not be secret, and the Creation Bead had just been discovered.

By the time the elders got the report, Chen Hao had already rushed out of the mountain gate and fled without knowing where to go. In desperation, the elders only divided their heads to chase after them, and in the end, only the law enforcement elders chased in the right direction and found Chen Hao.

That Chen Hao fought for his life, which seriously injured the law enforcement elder, and finally escaped. He himself had run out of oil and died shortly, and finally had to escape with his soul and hide in the land tablet, dreaming that he could find a good spiritual root and take away the body, so that he could re-cultivate the immortal law.

Unexpectedly, I met Lin Qingxuan, a freak, and finally made wedding clothes for others in vain!

The Minshan faction was originally a subordinate sect of the Qingyun Sect, and every year it had to pay tribute to the Qingyun Sect a number of spirit stones, spirit grass, and various refining materials, in order to obtain the protection of the Qingyun Sect.

When the elders were chasing and killing Chen Hao, the movement was a little loud, and it happened that Zhou Chen went to collect the tribute, and he found out the clue and reported to his master Che Chi Guoshi Xi Xiangnan.

Xi Xiangnan made a slight investigation, since ancient times, traitors and traitors have been in an endless stream, and he quickly figured out the truth.