The young monk knew this person and knew that it was an adult of the Qing Tiansi stationed in Chaonan City, so he stood up and saluted.

This middle-aged man, surnamed Toyotomi Shi, was an important figure in the Qing Heavenly Division, and was now in charge of the affairs related to the cultivation world in Chaonan City.

Shi Fengchen returned the salute to the young monk, then turned to the old monk and said respectfully: "I have seen the master." ”

Most of the officials of the Qing Tiansi were cultivators, or had a background in the cultivation sect, and Shi Fengchen was no exception.

According to the sect seniority, he should call this old monk his uncle and ancestor, but after all, he has an official body, which is quite inconvenient, and it is more appropriate to call the other party a master.

The old monk said gently: "I don't know what business Lord Shi has here?"

Shi Fengchen smiled bitterly and said, "Master Haojiao learned that two things happened in Chaonan City in a row today, one broke into the city and the other killed people, both of which were done by cultivators. ”

The old monk was puzzled and asked, "Could this matter have something to do with us?"

The temple door was closed, and the conversation was not afraid of being heard by outsiders, Shi Fengchen said directly: "The people of the Sandu faction are dead. ”

The young monk was shocked when he heard this, and glanced at the old monk.

Shi Fengchen continued: "It is the people who want to settle the ice chips in the treasure tree house. ”

The old monk's face showed a look of compassion, and he said, "I don't know where the remains of those Taoist friends are? ”

Shi Fengchen said with a wry smile: "The bodies have all been burned to ashes, and the person who did it is very ruthless. ”

The old monk said, "Don't you suspect me and my nephew?"

"Where did that come from. ”

Shi Fengchen pretended to be displeased and said: "Who in the world dares to doubt the great virtue of Guocheng Temple?"

The young monk thought to himself, if it weren't for the fact that the people of the Sandu Sect died because of the incident of fixing the spirit, what would you do with us?

"The ice chips were finally obtained by the two people in the Xuanzi B room. ”

Shi Fengchen looked at the young monk and asked very sincerely, "I don't know you, little master, can you know the origin of those two people?"

The young monk's expression was slightly grim, thinking about the killing intent hidden in the sword light that had sent the medicine into the temple earlier, and he had already guessed the truth of the matter.

At this time, the old monk suddenly said, "Are they two people?"

"Yes, those two men were covered with gray cloths, and the steward of Baoshuju was not able to see their true faces. ”

Shi Fengchen still looked at the young monk and said with a smile: "I don't know if the little master has ever seen them." ”

At this time, the young monk had already concluded that it should be a Taoist friend of the Shenyun Sect who sent the medicine to kill people, and of course he didn't want to say it, but as a monk, he was ......

"Don't say. The old monk said suddenly.

Shi Fengchen was slightly stunned when he heard this, thinking that this was a fight.

The young monk swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and looked at his uncle with some uneasiness.

He suddenly found that the box containing the ice chips was missing, and he didn't know where he was hidden by his uncle.

"Sin, sin. ”

The old monk glanced at the young monk, then turned his head to look at Shi Fengchen and said, "My master and nephew are practicing closed-mouth meditation. ”

Shi Fengchen made a look of sudden realization.

"We really don't know who those two people are. ”

The old monk said, "I'm sorry I can't provide clues for adults. ”

Shi Fengchen smiled bitterly, knowing that there was a problem, he didn't dare to ask any more, and he walked out of the temple gate after reaching the ground.

When the voices outside the temple gradually stopped, the young monk breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

The old monk sighed and said, "I hope this matter will not cause trouble to the Daoists." ”

The young monk wanted to speak, but thinking about what the master had just explained, he closed his mouth and screamed, looking very anxious.

The old monk understood what he meant, and said, "You keep your mouth shut and practice first, and then talk about when you leave Chaonan City." ”

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Late at night, Hongmao Zhai was already closed.

Not far from the inn, in the Tianzi A room, Zhao Luoyue was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating and recuperating, and the Fu Si sword hung above her head, slowly turning.

Jing Jiu had already come to the south of the city, and walked to the middle of the bridge, which was the highest place.

The starlight illuminates the river, and the surging momentum is unabated, making it even more dangerous.

Jing Jiu withdrew his sword sense and jumped directly, and a splash of water splashed on the surface of the river, which quickly disappeared without attracting any attention.

The river is extremely turbid, and it is late at night, and it is impossible to see at all, but it can't hide Jing Jiu's gaze.

After a long stalk in the fast, cold water, he came to some remote corner deep in the cliff in the middle of the river.

The river has become much gentler, but it is extremely stressful and extremely cold. Even a sword powerhouse in the Wuzhang Realm couldn't stay here for too long, and if he wasn't in a special body, he wouldn't have been able to dive to such a deep place and find the ghost-eyed rohu.

The rohu is dead.

The ghost rohu is huge, its body is three stories high, its forefeet are like fins, its skin is smooth, its color is dark, it is embedded in the depths of the cliff, and it is integrated with the surrounding environment, just like the most ordinary rock, it is indeed extremely difficult to find, no wonder the disciples of the Shenyun Sect have never been able to find this corpse.

Jing Jiu floated in front of the ghost mrigal and found that its neck and head were full of sword wounds, its eyes were closed, and there were still cyan blood stains, which were not washed away by the river, it seemed that it should have been injured by the flying sword of the disciple of the Shenyun Sect, and the injuries of those eyes were more like some kind of volley Dao method.

"Sure enough, he was raised. ”

Jing Jiu's gaze fell on the two chains, silently thinking.

The two chains were tightly bound to the back half of the rohu, and the other end should be in the deepest part of the cave.

Floating in the dark waters, Jing Jiu looked around the huge body of the ghost-eyed rohu, and found nothing new except for those sword wounds.

He unsheathed his iron sword and stabbed it towards the top of the rohu's head, but the tip of the sword slipped and it turned away.

It is worthy of the legendary demon from the abyss and swimming across the West Sea, even if he dies, his skin is still stronger than steel, and it is definitely not something that ordinary flying swords can cut.

Jing Jiu's iron sword came from the Mo Immortal Master of Shiyue Peak, although it was not a famous sword, it was also extraordinary, but it was indeed not sharp enough.

The dark water vibrated slightly, and if anyone could hear it underwater, they should be able to hear the humming of a swarm of bees, which was the silver bracelet in his hand vibrating.

Jing Jiu ignored it, floated in front of the ghost-eyed rohu, and his right hand fell.

A straight, clear crack appeared on the rohu's tough skin, then opened wider and wider until the lining and cartilage were visible.

With a soft snap, Jing Jiu tore open the cartilage on the top of the ghost's head with both hands.

Looking at the empty Dan room above the head of the ghost mrigal, he thought to himself that the demon pill was really gone.

As a result, Liu Shisui was hot, the snow melted, and he was unconscious for a long time...... All kinds of visions have answers.