"Don't you know about Spiritualism?"

Liang Yongzhuang suddenly realized that the Returning Soul Technique was a technique placed by the monks of the Great Gate Sect on their close relatives or disciples.

If this disciple falls outside, he will record and relay the last moments of his life to his teacher or close relatives, so that they can go to the fallen disciple to take revenge.

This is also the reason why Sanxiu didn't dare to kill the disciples of the Great Gate Sect at will, who knows if he has been subjected to such a spell?

"Lingjun, my junior brother ......"

Liang Yongzhuang couldn't believe the scene he saw, how could Cheng Zheng stab at Zhihe Jianjun with a sword?

"That day, the sword belonged to Zhihe Jianjun, how can my junior brother use it? Zhihe Jianjun will not stand still and let my junior brother kill him, there must be another hidden meaning in this, Lingjun." ”

Hearing this, Tianchen Lingjun's eyes suddenly sank, and Liang Yongzhuang immediately felt an unprecedented coercion rushing towards him, and the whole person fell to the ground with a mouth full of blood.

"Master. ”

Mu Shengxun suddenly appeared and saluted to the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch.

Tianchen Lingjun retracted his coercion and said, "Even you think that your senior brother deserves to die?"

Mu Shengxun glanced at Liang Yongzhuang, whose face was slightly softened on the ground, and said, "Master, don't you also speculate that it was Zhihe Senior Brother who was bent on dying?"

"Ahem......"

Liang Yongzhuang gasped and raised his head, unable to believe what he had just heard.

Is it to Zhihe Jianjun who is bent on death?

Tianchen Lingjun did not answer, but looked at Liang Yongzhuang and said, "I heard that you gave a piece of battle order to my disciple. Coincidentally, her father happened to be called Cheng Zheng. ”

Liang Yongzhuang looked at Tianchen Lingjun in shock.

Except for him and the female disciple, no one else knew about this matter.

"Don't be surprised, it's not difficult for Benjun to want to know such a thing. ”

Liang Yongzhuang was relieved, where did the female disciple's battle order come from, as long as he had the heart, he could indeed find out.

"Lingjun, it has nothing to do with that disciple at this time, her father can't be my junior brother. My brother is really dead, and I buried it with my own hands. I can swear by the devil. ”

"No need, this gentleman doesn't believe in gambling curses and swears the most. Whether the female disciple's father is your junior brother or not, you don't need to prove it.

This gentleman asked you to come today, just to let you tell the truth of the year, if there is half a lie, this gentleman will come to you again. ”

Liang Yongzhuang had to say more, his eyes flickered, and when he could see again, he found that he was already standing outside the mountain gate of the Cangjian Sect.

The next moment, a porcelain vase fell into his arms.

It is a bottle of high-grade 10,000-year-old spiritual essence.

Liang Yongzhuang clenched the porcelain bottle tightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

This catastrophe is over.

"Xun'er, Cheng Zheng's matter will be handed over to you to investigate. Tianchen Lingjun put away the Heavenly Sword, leaving a word and disappearing into Lingtian.

Mu Shengxun knew that Tianchen Lingjun must have gone to the Sword Pool, where there were the Heavenly Swords used by several of his senior brothers and sisters before their deaths.

......

"Old man, why did you bring me here?" Cheng Zhaozhao quickly followed the old man Ji in front of him and grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

She is now in the Bu Canal, which is different from the previous entry of the divine consciousness, this time the whole person has entered the Bu Canal.

It's just that he and Old Man Ji walked on the Bu Canal on foot, and thousands of pictures of the Bu Canal flowed under their feet.

"Follow me carefully, remember not to look at the things in the Bu Canal casually. ”

Old man Ji reiterated his words when he came in, but Cheng Zhaozhao looked at him at eye level and did not look down at his feet.

Because she doesn't want to be caught up in the Bu Canal and never come back.

Old man Ji silently took Cheng Zhaozhao for a while before stopping on the bank of the Bu Canal, but when he waved his hand, the Bu Canal disappeared, and they returned to the bottom of the copper coin tree.

"How does it feel?"

What does it feel like?

Cheng Zhaozhao was puzzled, he acted according to what Old Man Ji said, leaving aside Bu Canal, she was like walking in the village with Old Man Ji after dinner every day.

"I don't feel anything, except for ......"

"Except for what?" asked Old Man Ji a little nervously.

"Except for being a little hungry. ”

Old Man Ji's eyelids instantly drooped: "It seems that you don't have much talent in the art of Xuanyan." ”

"Huh?"

Old man Ji explained: "I remember that when I took Mo'er and Su'er into the Bu Canal in the past, one of them got the Five Elements Bagua Diagram in the Bu Canal, and the other got the golden bone fragment. All of them are monks recognized by the Bu Canal. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao pouted: "They are all members of your Ji clan, Bu Canal has long recognized them, right?"

Old man Ji looked at Cheng Zhaozhao and said seriously: "Tianchu is not the only one who knows the art of Xuan Yan Gong Ji, and those who have talent can also enter the Bu Canal and obtain the treasures contained in the Bu Canal.

Some will even get golden bone fragments, which are the subtleties of the occult arts. ”

"Is that it?"

Cheng Zhaozhao pulled off a palm-sized, hard bone fragment from his back, but the color was a faint gold.

"You...... Where are you?"

Old man Ji's heart was almost frightened, where could she get this bone fragment so casually, even he had only gotten three pieces so far.

The golden bone fragments preserved by their Ji clan are only more than a hundred pieces so far.

Cheng Zhaozhao thought for a while and said, "I just used some spiritual power while you weren't paying attention, and then this thing was stuck on my back, why can't I pick it up." I thought it was just a piece of bone, so I didn't care. ”

Old man Ji's eyes lit up surprisingly: "By the way, your spiritual root is a rare light spiritual root, maybe Bu Canal likes you like this." Come on, let's go again. ”

The light and shadow flickered, and Cheng Zhaozhao was dragged back and forth in the Bu Canal.

This time, no matter how Cheng Zhaozhao released his spiritual power, he didn't draw out anything in the Bu Canal.

It wasn't until Old Man Ji couldn't support the huge consumption of spiritual power that he withdrew from the Bu Canal.

"I'm exhausted. Old man Ji lay on the rattan chair panting, and drank the spiritual tea handed over by Cheng Zhaozhao in one go.

"Come again, come again. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao simply handed the entire teapot to Old Man Ji.

Listening to the sound of old man Ji's 'gurgling' drinking water, Cheng Zhaozhao looked at the golden bone fragment.

"Old man, what's the use of this bone fragment?"

"This thing...... In fact, just like the jade slip, all the solutions recorded in it are the various solutions of the occult technique.

Legend has it that it was left by the founder of the art of occultism in ancient times.

At that time, when he was about to fly away, he burned all the essence and solution methods of the Xuan Yan on a golden Xuanwu armor and left it in the Bu Canal, hoping that the monks who were lucky enough to come to the Bu Canal could inherit the Xuan Yan technique.

It's just that this golden Xuanwu armor has been immersed in the Bu Canal for too long, and it has been broken into countless pieces, and all that can be obtained is quite talented in the art of Xuanyan, and it is the first time that you don't understand anything like this. ”

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