Minor wounds in the fingers close at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ma Sheng suddenly sighed, raised his head and asked Su Lang, "What's the name of this move?"

Su Lang replied while rubbing away the bruises on his arm, "Luochen." ”

"But what does it mean to cut off the stars? Ma Sheng raised his eyebrows: "That's it...... My son Jianpeng was at fault first, and Zhou Quan and Jianzhou each cut off an arm in the back, all of which were injuries that could be repaired by the Bone Pill. You and I have no loss on either side, so how about exposing it?"

His eyes were complicated, and he faintly revealed a bit of regret.

Su Lang and the four people in the hall all looked surprised.

Feng Shi, who was hiding in the dark, was even more dumbfounded:

"The old man rushed over to keep an eye on him, and he didn't even have a chance to show up? No, you can't run in vain!"

Ma Sheng nodded to Su Lang, and was about to turn into a streamer and leave, when he suddenly heard a "Ma Daoyou, slow down!"

At this moment, the former's flying momentum stopped in mid-air!

"Daoyu ......" Ma Sheng glanced at Su Lang complicatedly: "I only guessed that you still have hole cards unplayed." I never thought that your hole card was actually a Dao Palace monk!"

Jin Zhang's head catcher is actually a Taoist monk...... Su Lang touched his nose embarrassedly. He really didn't know that.

Xun Youling and Zhou Quan's expressions were numb. You must know that Qi Yan, the head of the Qingfeng Sect, has only been able to build the foundation at the peak of his cultivation! If it weren't for the fact that everyone else was frightened away by the anger of the foundation, the streets would be empty at this moment, and the Dao Palace Manifestation didn't know how much of a wave it would make.

"Which senior?" Ma Sheng hugged his fist in all directions.

The Dao domain is inviolable, so his spiritual power is imprisoned in the body, leaving only a thin layer on the surface of the body. In fact, even without the restrictions of the Dao Domain, Ma Sheng could not detect the traces of the Dao Palace monks.

Feng Shi slowly emerged from the air.

"It turned out to be the Seven Xuanmen Golden Medal Feng Catcher. Ma Sheng's face changed slightly.

Feng Shi smiled: "Ma Daoyou, when you see this official, your face is not very good?"

Although he was smiling, his eyes were shining, like a lion staring at his prey.

Ma Sheng smiled bitterly: "Since Feng Zhutou is here, I'm afraid that the inside and outside of the Ma Mansion have already been searched by the deacon of the Seven Xuanmen?"

"I understand. Feng Shi was about to ask again, when a little golden light appeared in front of him.

Ten miles of notes. Su Lang immediately recognized this bit of golden light.

Feng Shi stretched out his finger and pointed at it, pondered for a while, and said to Su Lang:

"No trace of the Cult of the Dead has been found. It's just that his subordinates took the initiative to say a strange thing. It is said that after the death of the second son, there were often shadows shaking in the grass of Mafu in the middle of the night, accompanied by the sound of rustling. When I woke up the next day, I could always smell a strange stench. Because there is a head of the family in the foundation realm, no one is afraid. ”

"After the death of the second son. Su Lang repeated silently, looking at Ma Sheng with Feng Shi.

It seems that Feng Zhutou and Su Shaoxia have already guessed. Ma Sheng lamented: "After all, the family is ugly, and I hope that the two of you will not publicize it after you know about it." ”

Feng Shi and Su Lang glanced at each other. The former waved his hand and removed the confinement of his own Dao domain on Ma Sheng.

"Please come with me. Ma Sheng made a gesture of please.

Su Lang gave the four people in the hall a reassuring look, and was immediately grabbed by Feng Shi's shoulders and dissipated on the spot.

Xun Youling muttered, "Dao Palace monk support...... In this way, when I walk the rivers and lakes in the future, can I use the name of my senior brother to fake the tiger?"

Ning Lan glanced at her speechlessly.

In the Ma Mansion, three figures appeared, not alarming others.

Feng Shi still held Su Lang's shoulder, making the latter think speechlessly: This shoulder-to-shoulder appearance is like a second-rate son on the rivers and lakes......

Ma Sheng led the two to an incense hall in the backyard.

It enshrines the statue of Sanqing God, the beginning of the Yuan is in the center, and the moral spirit treasure is separated on the side. In front of each of them are placed small stoves, and incense is filled.

He lit three incense sticks and prostrated them in a specific order.

Behind the idol came the sound of the mechanism activating.

"You are really bold to open a secret room behind the Sanqing Patriarch. Feng Shi said with emotion.

"If not, how can you hide the Seven Xuanmen Hunt. Ma Sheng smiled helplessly.

The three of them entered the secret room. The temperature was cold, which made Su Lang shiver.

There is a transparent coffin in the middle, and the ice gas is thick in it, like a fairyland.

However, the green-faced fanged body in the coffin obviously spoiled this artistic conception.

"The coffin made of thousands of years of cold ice is probably worth thousands of grains of the Four Turns Na Ling Pill?" Feng Shi stroked his beard.

1,000 pills of four qi tonifying pills...... Su Lang smacked his tongue secretly. This coffin is worthy of a magic weapon for building a foundation.

"Inuko ended his trip a month ago. At the beginning of his return, he was fine, but soon after, the corpse poison broke out, and his mind was confused...... The contemptible people couldn't be cured, so they had to ask around, find this cold coffin, and put it in it to slow down the erosion of corpse poison. ”

Speaking of this, Ma Sheng's eyes turned red, and his voice trembled: "Destiny cannot be done." When the dog dies, it turns into a corpse. I couldn't bear to destroy it, so I had to put it here and watch it day and night......"

In this way, the abnormal movement in Mafu at night was actually caused by the body of the second son coming out to suck the moon essence.

"Do you know that my generation raised corpses, and the merits were scattered, and I am afraid that I will no longer be able to improve my cultivation in this life. Feng Shi said softly.

Ma Sheng bowed again: "I know, but I have no regrets." Since the dog turned into a corpse, there is still half a point of spiritual light, and there has never been anything that hurts heaven and reason. I also hope that the head catcher will show mercy and let it go. ”

Su Lang looked at Feng Shi silently.

When the righteous see this evil thing, they will get rid of it as soon as possible. What's more, Feng Shi is a member of the public family, and he will be restricted by laws and public opinion.

Evil things are hidden dangers. If people know that he sees hidden dangers and does not eliminate them, how should the world look at them?

The latter was silent for a long time, and Fang let out a long sigh: "It's okay." I haven't seen anything about it. If I know that it is the evil side in the future, it will be destroyed and the sins of the Ma family will be chased. DID YOU KNOW?"

Ma Sheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you Feng Zhutou, and thank you Su Shaoxia." ”

"I didn't do anything under it, and Ma senior was polite. ”

Su Lang shook his head. A little confusion suddenly appeared in his heart: right and discretion, right and evil, which of them is black and white, good or bad?

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the thousand-year-old ice coffin.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my heart.

Wisps of rhyme emerged around him.

Although he did not trigger the state of "enlightenment", Su Lang still touched a new avenue - the path of extreme ice.

"Can this be enlightened?" Feng Shi's soft voice could not hide his surprise.

Ma Sheng sent a message to Feng Zhutou: "Fortunately, the contemptible person eliminated the idea of killing in time. This son may be the one who leads the way for a hundred years of prosperity in my way......"

Feng Shi nodded approvingly: "It is rumored that the ancestor of the Xu family in the divine capital saw the trajectory of the next few hundred years in the vast expanse in his later years. After leaving a few words such as 'my way or the chosen one', he disappeared strangely. For hundreds of years, there has been much speculation about the 'chosen one'. According to the old man, although the major sects are full of talents, Su Lang may not be able to be the 'chosen one'. ”

A quarter of an hour later, Su Lang finished his enlightenment, and he felt a lot in his heart.

I saw Ma Sheng hesitate for a moment and said, "Su Shaoxia, I hope this matter is that the old man is too worried." Ning Lan's woman, her origin is strange, and her means are invisible, you still need to pay more attention. ”

For Ning Lan, Su Lang also had a lot of consideration. It stands to reason that his second brother died, Feng Jianpeng was in a sad mood, how could he mess with flowers everywhere?

Ma Jianzhou and Ma Sheng's shots are understandable. But Feng Jianpeng, as a troublemaker, is no matter how good he is, he should also control his heart at this time?

Could it be that Ning Lan used some means? But what could she do without the slightest fluctuation in her own cultivation?

Su Lang was silent in his heart, and hugged his fist at Ma Sheng: "I will pay attention to it later." ”

Feng Shi suddenly remembered something and asked, "Ma Daoyou, since the second prince was poisoned by the corpse and died, it should have something to do with the Corpse Sect. Do you have any traces of this cult?"

Ma Sheng had calmed down at this time. He thought for a moment and replied, "The dog travels all over the rivers and lakes, and its trails are all over the world. I wanted to find out the truth, but I couldn't find it anywhere. ”

Feng Shi whispered to Su Lang: "Do you have any ideas?"

Su Lang nodded slightly.

Feng Shi's heart settled, and he laughed at Ma Sheng: "The matter of the Corpse Sect will be taken over by my new purple ribbon catcher of the Seven Xuanmen. Ma Daoyou can rest assured. ”

"Purple Ribbon Catcher, I don't know who Daoyou will take over?" Ma Sheng looked puzzled.

The local foundation building monks, who can reach the threshold of the purple ribbon, are not at the end.

Feng Shi patted Su Lang's shoulder vigorously: "This is the one!"

Su Lang rubbed his shoulders and slandered in his heart: This old guy is really heavy!

Ma Sheng was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Su Shaoxia Ren Zishou should be completely qualified." It's just that...... It's not okay to be old. ”

Su Lang said: "Senior Ma, I want to point out two deficiencies in your words. ”

"Su Shaoxia, please speak. ”

"First, it must be the destiny of heaven. My generation of monks is cultivating in order to control their fate, and they don't want to be floating leaves that drift with the flow. When the battle is lost, they rise up and fight again. ”

"That's true. Feng Shi stroked his beard and smiled.

"Second, it's not about serving the old. The so-called morning news is that you can die at night. Feng Zhutou is still old and strong, and his predecessors should also work hard. ”

Taoist monks, with a thousand-year lifespan. Feng Shi is over 700 years old. In comparison, Ma Sheng is still in the prime of life.

"Extremely ...... Wait, you stinky boy, you actually orchestrate the old man?" Feng Shi glared at him angrily.

The corners of Ma Sheng's mouth showed a little more curvature. After the death of the second child in the family, it seemed that he felt so peaceful and relaxed for the first time.

The guests had a good time and dispersed.

Su Lang returned to the Qingfeng Branch, and the night was already dark.

He thought that everyone in the hall had fallen asleep, but he happened to catch a glimpse of a glimmer of light in the main hall.

"Who is it so late?" Su Lang gently pushed the door.

Behind the flames, a quiet woman sits.

She looked intently and carefully carved the wood carving in her hand, not noticing Su Lang's arrival.

Between heaven and earth, there was darkness, and there was only one person, one thing, and only one oil lamp.

Ning Lan, it's really not ordinary.

Su Lang didn't make a sound, and sat down beside her gently, watching the sawdust slide down little by little in the firelight.