It's over, I'm going to leave it here......

"Presumptuous!"

I only heard Yuan Xintian shout angrily, his big sleeves flicked lightly, and suddenly set off a gust of wind, and flew out with Li Busi upside down, knocking a rockery more than three zhang away into a pile of rubble.

Zhang Changkong's injuries were not serious, the tip of the sword only cut through the clothes on his chest and a little bit of epidermis.

The Great Priest has not yet found the whereabouts of the treasure map, and he definitely will not let himself die easily, but fortunately, he is quick enough.

Kind people are generally lucky......

If the great priest ordered even half a breath at night, even if he didn't hate the spot, he would be seriously injured and wouldn't be able to get out of bed for several months.

Li Busi got up from the pile of rubble, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and was surprised why the Great Si Ming was protecting this person, when he suddenly heard him say coldly: "Leak the secrets of the sect at will, do you want to find death?"

Suddenly, it was like five thunderbolts, and his face turned pale.

The treasure map of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi has always been the supreme secret of the Tianyuan Immortal Sect, if it hadn't been stolen by Yang Wan'er this time, even a person like him, Li Busi, who has the identity of a deacon of the sect, would have no way of knowing.

I'm still too anxious, I shouldn't blurt out the treasure map and leak the secrets of the sect.

Immortal Sect stipulates that leaking secrets is the same crime as apostasy.

That's going to die!

"Ask the Great Secretary to spare his life!"

Li Busi didn't care about the blood at the corner of his mouth, and turned over and knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"Ask the great priest to spare Deacon Li! Deacon Li has always been in the front, but this time he was also eager to catch the thief, and he accidentally lost his words for a while, revealing the secrets of the sect.

Please also ask the chief priest to remember his unintentional mistake and spare him......"

Wang Busan also hurriedly knelt down and pleaded for Li Busi.

Zhang Changkong admired Wang Busan's thoughtfulness very much, like an iron lock across the river.

Just listened to his short words, and he slipped away in all directions, without leaking.

not only showed the great secretary that Li Busi had contributed to the sect and was forgivable, but also showed Li Busi that he had feelings and did not fall into the ground, which invisibly made Li Busi owe him a great favor.

As everyone knows, he has already been convicted of Li Busi's crime of leaking secrets in the inconspicuous mountains and waters.

It seems that people who follow the leader to do things can not only be as diligent as Li Busi, but also as good at performance as Wang Busan.

Fortunately, I don't have a leader, so I don't have to think about it so much.

It's so tiring......

"That's it. I miss you for following me for many years, punish you for cutting off your arm, return to the sect Shiyan, and think about it for a year!"

Yuan Xintian, as the chief secretary, although he has always liked Li Busi's subordinate, but he is regulated by the door, and it is not easy to take the lead in violating it.

If there is no punishment or if the punishment is too light, it will be difficult to convince the public.

Even if Li Busi is allowed to cut off his arm now, he will have to go back and fight a lawsuit with the deacons and elders of the Punishment Hall.

"Thank you for the grace of not killing!"

Li Busi kowtowed heavily when he heard this, stood up, and slashed off his left arm with his sword without hesitation, and immediately bled profusely.

That's ruthless!

Be cruel to others, and even more ruthless to yourself......

Zhang Changkong felt pain when he looked at it, only to see Li Busi then sacrifice a blue bone-beating charm, slap it on the wound casually to stop the bleeding, and the imperial sword took the air away.

Wang Busan also let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was glad that he was not in a hurry to perform, so he shot first.

With his humble position in the heart of the Great Priest, if he committed the same crime of leaking secrets, he would definitely be killed on the spot at this moment.

"How did Yang Wan'er die?"

Yuan Xintian watched Li Busi's figure leave, sighed, turned his head to Zhang Changkong and asked:

"Could it be that when you saw Bao's intentions, you actually didn't let go of your senior sister? But with your cultivation, if you want to kill Yang Wan'er, I'm afraid it's not so easy. ”

"Of course I didn't kill her, she just swooped into the coffin and died......"

Zhang Changkong hurriedly talked about how to meet Yang Wan'er and how she asked herself to cry in detail.

Li Busi just said a few words casually, and he lost an arm, which was the result of Yuan Xintian thinking that he was his subordinate, and he was affectionate.

If he is a stranger, if he is identified by Yuan Xintian as Yang Wan'er and his gang, and takes his treasure map, he must not be eaten alive!

"Hmm, you say, Yang Wan'er died by lying in the coffin by herself?"

After hearing this, Yuan Xintian couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, raised his eyebrows, and walked quickly to the coffin.

He had already seen Yang Wan'er's body before, and it was lifeless, and it was indeed dead.

This person stole the treasure map from the Heavenly Origin Immortal Sect, and if it was taken by someone else and killed on the way, it would be perfectly normal.

But if it's suicide, it doesn't make sense.

Yuan Xintian pondered for a moment, and casually offered a black spirit flag with a foot, only to see a ghost head on the spirit flag shining in the dark night, looking extremely hideous.

The Heavenly Plains Immortal Sect is accustomed to imperial objects, and it is not surprising that a ghost head is drawn on the spirit flag.

As the spirit flag fluttered, Zhang Changkong suddenly noticed that the dead air around the courtyard gradually dissipated and faded a lot.

Fight ghosts with ghosts, fight poison with poison!

I didn't expect that this spirit flag of the original heart field was still a spiritual treasure that broke through the void and delusion.

"A ...... that should have been thought of a long time ago"

Yuan Xintian looked at Yang Wan'er's corpse fixedly, there was only a slight amount of dead air left, and muttered to himself: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, with Yang Wan'er's cultivation, how could she die so easily!"

Could it be that the little junior sister just pretended to be dead and played a real immortal jump for herself?

When Zhang Changkong heard this, he immediately became puzzled, and looked at the little junior sister in the coffin, still wearing a yellow dress and fluffy hair, as beautiful as if she was asleep......

Suddenly, a DSLR mirror popped up in my head!

It shouldn't be!

If the little sister hadn't died, the SLR mirror would not have appeared.

Since discovering the special skill of the SLR mirror, Zhang Changkong has secretly tried many times under the identity of a weeping spirit person.

It is only in the face of a dead person that the SLR will appear.

No exceptions!

In this immortal world, the only thing Zhang Changkong can rely on without worrying about food and clothing is the single-lens reflex mirror, so he naturally will not take it lightly.

This is also the reason why he has never changed his career and insisted on being a crying spirit.

Who doesn't have a dream of cultivating immortals?

Since Zhang Changkong has come to the Immortal Dao World, he has the opportunity to taste what he wants, so he naturally does not want to miss it easily.

However, for the "three nos" scattered cultivation like himself, who has no sect, no exercises, and no resources, the immortal world is not as beautiful as he imagined......

Only by relying on the single-lens reflex mirror and constantly coming into contact with different deceased people can you collect the exercises and resources needed for cultivating immortals little by little.

After the SLR mirror appeared in his mind, he clicked at Yang Wan'er's body, and a burst of smoke immediately rose from the coffin, and a soft light poured into Zhang Changkong's mind.

Looking at the coffin again, Yang Wan'er's body disappeared......