Song Siyuan is three hundred years old this year, he is still in the early stage of the knot, his qualifications are only average, if it weren't for his grandfather being one of the two great Yuan Infant Cultivators of the Taiyi Sect, the Taiyi Sect would not have thrown a lot of resources into him, and forcibly promoted his cultivation to the knot stage.

Since he had been stuck in the early stage of Yudan, he was reprimanded by his grandfather and asked him to practice diligently.

Song Siyuan didn't dare to disobey his grandfather's orders, and honestly retreated and cultivated.

On this day, he was cultivating in the secret room when a flash of fire flew in through a small hole in the stone wall.

Song Siyuan seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.

"Didn't you say that there was nothing big about not bothering me?" Song Siyuan muttered to himself in a low voice, looking a little displeased.

He waved at the fire with one hand, and the fire was ingested into his hand.

As soon as the five fingers were closed, a crisp female voice sounded: "Husband, Senior Brother Linghu came to you, saying that there is something important." ”

"Senior Brother Linghu. Song Siyuan's face was happy, and his sleeve robe rushed to the stone door of the secret room, and the stone door opened.

He stood up and walked out quickly.

Song Siyuan and Ling Hubin are both descendants of Yuanying Monks, and the two of them usually move around a lot, and their relationship is relatively good.

It didn't take long for Song Siyuan to come to the hall where the guests were entertained, and a young woman in a green dress with a beautiful face was entertaining Ling Hubin.

"Senior Brother Song, long time no see. Ling Hubin smiled at Song Siyuan and said hello.

"Long time no see, Senior Brother Linghu, you haven't been here with me for a long time, why did you think of coming to me today?" Song Siyuan said with a smile.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Song, I'll take you to meet someone, he has a strange treasure in his hand, which will definitely surprise you. Ling Hubin smiled and said a little mysteriously.

When Song Siyuan heard this, his face showed hesitation.

"Senior Brother Song, that person is at my brother-in-law's residence, in Benzong, just a few steps away, you won't even have this little time, right?" Ling Hubin said with a frown.

Hearing this, Song Siyuan's face softened, and he said with a smile: "I thought I was going to leave the sect! Since it's only a few steps, then the junior brother will take a trip with Senior Brother Linghu!"

"That's pretty much it, let's go! I'm sure you'll be shocked to see something like that. Ling Hubin smiled slightly and said in a seductive tone.

Song Siyuan heard this, nodded, said a few words to the young woman in the green skirt, and left with Ling Hubin.

A quarter of an hour later, the two came to Chen Xu's residence.

In the attic, Wang Changsheng and Chen Xu stood together.

As soon as Song Siyuan walked into the attic, there was a ripple in the void behind him, and Ye Mingyue appeared without warning, holding a red mirror in his hand.

The corners of Ye Mingyue's mouth curled slightly, and the red mirror in her hand lit up with a burst of red light, and a red glow surged out, covering Song Siyuan's body.

Song Siyuan only felt that his body was tight, and he couldn't move suddenly, his mouth opened, and his eyes were rolling, full of horror.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a cyan pill flew out and sank into Song Siyuan's mouth.

It didn't take long for Song Siyuan to feel that it was dark in front of him, and he fainted.

Wang Changsheng turned around and walked towards a side room, Ling Hubin picked up Song Siyuan and followed quickly.

After a cup of tea, Ling Hubin and Song Siyuan walked out of the attic together and walked towards the place above the mountainside.

The two of them went all the way unimpeded, occasionally meeting a few acquaintances, and they would greet each other with a smile, their eyes were clear, and it was difficult for others to imagine that the two had been controlled.

After a meal, the two came to a golden palace more than ten zhang high, and the plaque above the door read "Spirit Pai Palace".

There were two guards guarding the door, and there were several teams of monks patrolling back and forth around the Spirit Pai Hall.

"Meet Uncle Linghu and Uncle Song. The two guards saw Ling Hubin and Song Siyuan, and hurriedly saluted the two.

"Is Senior Brother Chen here? We have something important to look for him. Ling Hubin asked casually, his expression extremely indifferent.

"Uncle Chen has always been there. The guard replied truthfully.

When Ling Hubin and Song Siyuan heard this, they strode in, the two guards did not stop them, Ling Hubin and Song Siyuan were the descendants of the two Yuanying monks of the Taiyi Sect, and the guards did not have the slightest suspicion, so they let the two walk in.

A faint phantom followed Ling Hubin and Song Siyuan in, and the two guards in the foundation building period did not notice it.

The main hall is unusually wide, with a bluestone passage on the left and right sides.

In the wide hall, there was no one, and it seemed deserted.

Ling Hubin took out a corpse bag from his arms, slapped the corpse bag with his palm, and a red light flew out of it, and disappeared into the bluestone passage on the right.

Ling Hubin and Song Siyuan glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and raised their feet to walk towards the bluestone passage on the left.

It didn't take long for the two to come to an end, and a wide stone door with a hole the size of a fingernail in the stone door blocked their way.

Ling Hubin took out a transmission note, whispered a few words, and threw it forward, and the transmission note turned into a flame and flew into the hole.

A moment later, the stone door opened, and a green-robed Taoist priest with a white face and a cyan wooden crown on his head walked out.

"Hey, Senior Brother Linghu, Senior Brother Song, why are you here together?"

"We got a strange treasure, but we can't recognize it, Senior Brother Chen is an expert in this area, I hope Senior Brother Chen can help identify it. Ling Hubin smiled slightly and explained.

"Hehe, the two junior brothers have praised it, come in and talk!"

The green-robed Taoist priest invited the two of them in and closed the stone door.

A moment later, in the passage on the right, a stone door suddenly opened, and a young man in a blue shirt with a panicked expression ran out.

As soon as he walked out, the void in front of him fluctuated, and a woman in a red dress appeared without warning, it was Ye Mingyue.

Ye Mingyue chuckled lightly, and opened her mouth to spew out a cloud of red mist.

The blue-shirted young man only felt his head sink and fainted.

Ye Mingyue's figure shook and floated into the secret room.

A woman in red was meditating in the secret room, and when she saw Ye Mingyue, her face changed greatly.

Ye Mingyue's beautiful eyes lit up with a red light, and the gaze of the woman in red froze.

With a flash of silver light, Wang Changsheng appeared beside Ye Mingyue without warning.

He picked up the blue-shirted young man and closed the stone door.

The secret room is not big, and there are more than a dozen spirit cards in it, of which two silver spirit cards are the most conspicuous, which are written: Linghu Xin and Song Zhe.

One of the spirit tablets was shattered, indicating that a high-ranking monk had died.

"Mingyue, you are guarding here, be careful, don't be discovered. Wang Changsheng admonished and walked out.

It didn't take long for Wang Changsheng to come to the end of the passage on the left, and the stone door opened, causing Hu Bin and Song Siyuan to appear in front of Wang Changsheng, and the green-robed Taoist priest fell to the ground, his body separated, and blood stained the ground.

Wang Changsheng raised his feet and walked in, and with a "bang", the stone door closed.

This is the second time that Wang Changsheng killed the Yuanying monk with the help of the Yuan Yuan Spell Spiritual Technique, the last time he used the Yuan Yuan Spell Spirit Technique to kill Yang Qian's grandfather, he was not familiar enough with the mastery of the Yuan Yuan Spell Spiritual Technique, this time, he was very sure that the other party could not even escape from the Yuan Infant, and he would die unconsciously.

He took out a storage bag from his bosom and poured it down, and after the light of the sun faded, there was a large pile of things on the ground.

He commanded Ling Hubin and Song Siyuan and quickly arranged them.

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