Wu Qing waited on the hillside for about an hour and a half, and suddenly a shocking spiritual light flew from the Chang family's spiritual land, and fled towards the sea.

Wu Qing was taken aback in his heart, and hurriedly took out the half of the jade plate in his hand, instilled spiritual power into it, and quickly wrote words.

The Chang family is the first family on Qingshan Island, and countless people will pay attention to their whereabouts on weekdays.

On the sea more than three hundred miles away from Qingshan Island, a building ship was drifting with the waves, and there were four foundation building and more than a dozen Qi refining stage disciples standing on the deck, looking at the air and feeling uneasy.

In the sky, dozens of feet away from the ship, a red-faced strong man was struggling desperately, but he was bound more and more tightly by an invisible force, and it was difficult to even move a finger.

Beside him was an old man in white, who slowly took out a wooden box from his storage bag and took it out full of silver needles.

These silver needles were as thin as a hair, but they were three inches long, and shimmered faintly.

The old man casually pulled the strong man in front of him, and when he saw that he still wanted to struggle, a spiritual light sank into his body, and the strong man's body suddenly softened.

Then, the old man looked at the strong man, and then at the silver needle in his hand, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Boy, you're in luck. The old man has cultivated this set of secret techniques, and he can get out the secret without hurting the soul. Otherwise, I'll search for souls directly, what's the use of being so troublesome. The old man muttered to himself.

Then he took out a black porcelain bottle from the storage bag, and stuffed the pill directly into his mouth.

"With the help of this Divine Pill, it will be easier to perform this secret technique. The old man chuckled and said, his gaze swept downward.

"Listen, if anyone dares to make a move in the process of casting my spell, then I will stop casting the spell, and he becomes an idiot, I don't care. The old man gave another warning.

Then he pierced the silver needle in his hand on the skull of the big man, and then put his hand on it, searching for his memory.

After a quarter of an hour, the old man withdrew the silver needle, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face. Then he flicked his cuffs, and the big man fell directly from mid-air.

Of course, a few foundations on the deck would not be allowed to fall, so a few flickers came to the side of the strong man, took him and laid him flat on the deck.

The old man picked up the jade plate and looked at it a few times, but he didn't leave in a hurry.

Half an hour later, another light from the sky galloped towards this side.

Suddenly, a violent hurricane swept towards the old man from the sea, but the old man waved his hand carelessly, and the wind that hit him directly collapsed.

At this moment, the light came to a distance of thirty zhang from him, and the light narrowed, revealing the elegant male cultivator who was quite majestic inside.

He was dressed in a cyan Confucian shirt, holding a small blue flag in his hand, and the aura on his body was extremely obscure, and he was actually a monk who was also a monk.

He first glanced at Lou Chuan, and saw that the monks of the Chang family were all unharmed, only the big man was unconscious, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Who are you, why did you attack my Chang family monk?" said to the old man viciously, as he shifted his gaze.

"Attack, if I want, I can kill everyone on the ship in front of you, including you. Elder Chu showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.

As soon as these words came out, Confucian Sheng's face became particularly ugly.

The old man was telling the truth.

His cultivation is only in the early stage of the Yudan, and the old man is indeed a monk in the later stage of the Yudan, and the gap is not a star and a half, if he really fights, it will be good if he can escape with his life.

"What do you mean?" Confucius's tone softened.

"It's nothing, one of my favorite granddaughters has fallen in this sea, I want to know if it has anything to do with your Chang family. Elder Chu said lightly.

The monks of the Chang family all felt that it was humiliating, but no one dared to say anything.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it has always been the truth that a big fist is big, even if they say it shamelessly, they don't dare to refute it.

"Granddaughter, is the senior an elder of Sheng Dexuan?" said Confucius's face changed slightly, but he still said politely.

Chang An hid in the spiritual land to retreat and cultivate, but as long as it was what happened on Qingshan Island, he would know about it. Sheng Dexuan's people asked the Chang family to help him find out the clues, and naturally someone told him, and he also asked an elder with a foreign surname to assist in the investigation.

But he never expected that this matter would actually attract the monks of Brother Jiedan.

"Your name is Chang An, right? It seems that your Chang family knows everything about the island very well. The old man turned his head and said calmly.

"Daoyou's eyes are like torches, but I really don't know about my granddaughter. As you know, there are countless monks entering and leaving Qingshan Island every day, and it is impossible for the Chang family to track down everyone. Chang An said with a wry smile.

As the two were talking, the big man who had just been cast a spell woke up leisurely. But his eyes were blank now, and his body was constantly trembling, like a fish fished out of the sea.

Chang An glanced at it, and he was very sad in his heart, but he didn't dare to express it in front of the old man.

"I want to ask Brother Chang to unite all the forces on the island to conduct an inventory and see if any clues can be found. This busy fellow Daoist is willing to help, right?" The old man's eyes also glanced at him, but what he said was something else.

"It's nature. Chang An's heart was full of anger, but he didn't dare not agree.

Seeing Chang An's acquaintance, Elder Chu took out a red pill bottle from the storage bag and threw it directly to Confucius.

"This is a bottle of Nourishing Pill, which can be recovered after a few years of rest. I also hope that Brother Chang will return to Qingshan Island soon to arrange this matter, I don't want to wait too long. Elder Chu met the gaze of Confucian Sheng and said coldly.

After finishing speaking, he didn't pay attention to the clansmen of the Chang family, and the white light on his body broke through the waves.

Confucius watched the old man disappear into the sky with cold eyes, glanced at the Dan bottle in his hand, and landed on the deck.

"Meet the Ancestor!" the foundation building monks hurriedly saluted.

Confucius examined the red-faced man's injuries, poured out a fragrant fiery red pill from it, and stuffed it into the strong man's mouth.

"I'll go back to the island first, and you can go back with the boat. Confucius saw that his face had improved a little, and his expression was also slow.

Then he didn't pay attention to the faces of the cultivators on the ship, his wrist flicked, and suddenly a strong wind wrapped him, and he also fled towards the sea.

Castle Peak Island.

The news that there was a hidden knot in the Chang family spread like the wind, and in less than an hour, the big and small families on Qingshan Island knew the news.

The families that are neutral and dependent on the Chang family are all cheering, and the few families who have friendships with the Wang family have sad faces, and even a few are already discussing switching to the Chang family.

The cultivators of the Wang family were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Wang Han wooed Han Yu in order to increase the strength of the Wang family on the surface, and the gap between him and the Chang family did not seem to be so big.

But who would have thought that the Chang family would actually hide a monk Yudan!

Several members of the Wang family gathered together and meditated on a lot of strategies, but none of them were practical.