Chapter 130: The Three Sects of Zhongzhou

As time passed, the chaotic black qi in Chen San's sea of knowledge became more and more intense, and when he fought against the sea of knowledge, the spiritual liquid no longer fell into the sea of knowledge, and the black qi also stopped growing.

At this time, the black qi in Chen Sanzhihai was almost half the size of Zhihai, and the black qi floated in the sky above the Zhihai, and bursts of cold and evil aura emanated from it.

"That's it. ”

Chen San muttered to himself, and his right palm stretched out and pressed lightly on the top of Zhong Da's corpse.

After a while, Chen San's right palm was like lifting a thousand jun, and the palm trembled and withdrew from the top of Zhong Da's head.

A small white humanoid phantom danced from the top of Zhong Da's head, and slowly moved towards Chen San as Chen San's right palm was withdrawn.

"It's you! You're just a hunter who took over the mission, killed my two brothers, and took the heads of my two brothers back to receive the reward, why do you want to detain my spirit!?"

Although the humanoid phantom looks vague, its appearance is vaguely recognizable, not much different from the appearance of Zhong Da's corpse lying on the ground, at this time, this little humanoid phantom looked panicked, and while screaming to ask Chen San, the twisting of his body was even more violent.

Although the humanoid phantom struggled more and more, making Chen San's right palm slow down again, it was still slowly pulled back by Chen San, and at the same time, Chen San snorted in his mouth: "What am I going to do? When you two killed people and seized the treasure, the means used by those colleagues who resisted fiercely and stubbornly, but finally fell into your hands, is what I am doing now!"

"Ah!!You want to completely annihilate the souls of my two brothers outside the six realms!?no! Don't! This fellow Daoist, I beg you, you have obtained so many treasures from my two brothers, just let us go once. ”

When the humanoid phantom heard this, after an exclamation, he pleaded bitterly with Chen San.

Chen San didn't answer anymore, still slowly dragging the humanoid phantom towards him.

Looking at the humanoid phantom that was about to reach Chen San's mouth, knowing that Chen San was determined not to let go of himself, a loud shout came from the mouth of the humanoid phantom: "Heavenly Dao cycle, retribution is not happy! My two brothers treat people like this, and they will end up like this today! Daoist friends treat my two brothers like this today, and he will definitely hold the two brothers like one day! Hahaha......

The humanoid phantom laughed, and was already stuffed into Chen San's mouth and swallowed.

As soon as the humanoid phantom Fang san's mouth sank, Chen San immediately sealed his hands on his chest, urging the "Six Gods to Nourish the Soul" exercise.

From the moment the humanoid phantom entered, a group of spiritual liquid seeped out of Chen San's mouth, wrapping the humanoid phantom tightly, and then began to shrink.

A moment later, a thumb-sized spiritual liquid bead appeared in Chen San's mouth and slowly passed upward.

The spiritual liquid beads crossed the wall of Chen Sankou's middle cavity, crossed the acupuncture points such as Shuigou, Qingming, and Yintang, and came to the sea of knowledge of Parkway.

Passing through the outer layer that enveloped the sea of knowledge and exuding a misty halo, the spiritual liquid beads came to the sky above the sea of knowledge and quickly sank into the chaotic black qi.

A piercing scream came from the chaotic black air, and Chen San was dizzy for a while, but soon, after the scream, there was no sound in the black gas.

It's just that in the chaotic black qi that is constantly tumbling, a face of extreme pain appears from time to time, with a distorted face and a huge mouth, as if it is making a silent roar.

A trace of imperceptible misty white qi scattered out in the continuous tumbling of chaotic black qi, falling down to the sea of knowledge.

On closer inspection, this misty white qi was no different from the waves of qi that rose from time to time in the sea of qi below, and after these white qi spilled into the sea of qi, they were also quickly entangled with the sea of qi, and after a while, they were already indistinguishable from each other.

After a long time, a mouthful of turbid air came out of his mouth, Chen San opened his eyes, raised his hand and drew a wind sickle, cut off the head of Zhong Da in front of him, and took out a wooden box and put it away.

Before Chen San could speak, Mo Xiaokui had already come to Chen San with billowing black gas, and asked urgently: "Master, is it done?"

"Take it. ”

Chen San waved his hand angrily and said.

"Thank you, master, you are really good to Xiao Kui, you are simply Xiao Kui's reborn parents. ”

Mo Xiaokui, who was flattering in his mouth, loosened the black qi under his body, and with a muffled sound, Zhong Er's body fell in front of Chen San's body, and then the black qi rolled out again, rolling up Zhong Da's headless corpse and quickly swept towards the entrance of the cave.

Chen San also stretched out his hand to take a picture of Zhong Er's corpse, and pressed his palm on the top of the corpse's head, and after a while, another small humanoid phantom appeared from the top of the corpse's head......

Two days later, the dark green moss wall shook and a small cave appeared, from which a thin young man slowly emerged.

With the movement of his steps, the young man's back began to lean forward, the long black and shiny black began to dry and gray, and the firm and oily face began to become wrinkled. Wen Ting Pavilion

In a few moments, an old man with Long Zhong stood in the grass at the entrance of the cave.

Chen San, who turned into an old man, raised his hand and waved forward, and Wen Yujian showed his figure floating in front of him.

With a slight jump, Chen San stepped on the Wen Yu Sword, and the green mangs burst into the sky, sweeping towards the sky.

In the sky above a monk town in the deep mountains and dense forests, a green mang broke through the sky and landed at the gate of the market.

Qingmang disappeared, showing the figure of an old man with Longzhong, and looking at the mercy of the market, it was the old man who had come to the market three days ago.

This Fang City is jointly operated and governed by three small immortal cultivation sects, because there are not many resources that can be cultivated within a radius of thousands of miles from the three sects, so there are very few monks coming and going in the Fang City on weekdays.

The old man, as a monk in the foundation building period, came to the Fang City three days ago to search, and for the small Fang City, where few monks came to the door, the monks in the Fang City were still fresh in the memory of the old man.

The moment the old man appeared at the gate of Fang City, the casual cultivator who set up a stall in Fang Market was just stunned, and then his expression returned to normal, and he continued to close his eyes and bow his head to cultivate.

In this kind of small market, where few monks come to the door, the casual cultivation of the stalls can only get rid of the boredom of waiting for customers to come to the door for a long time through cultivation, and although the cultivation is not very ideal, the cultivation has also made a point, right?

However, compared to the other casual cultivators who quickly returned to their usual expressions, one of the men with a full face and beard seemed to be cultivating with his eyes closed, but from his slightly trembling body and his eyes opening a gap from time to time to secretly watch, he could see the uneasiness in his heart.

Really!

The bearded man said secretly, immediately opened his eyes, prostrated on the ground, kowtowed again and again, and begged for mercy: "This senior, it's really not about the juniors, and the juniors are only subject to the two of them, so you can spare the juniors." ”

Chen San walked straight up to the bearded monk and snorted coldly: "Even if you are really subject to the two of them, the framing of the old man is a foregone conclusion, but fortunately, the old man's life should not be extinguished, so he was able to escape." However, the old man is not a casual killer, it is okay to spare your life, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is difficult to beat, so you can leave one arm and one leg!"

As soon as the words fell, two wind sickles slashed out, floating over the bearded man's hand and leg, and in the midst of the bloody light, the two stumps fell to the side with the man's screams.

At this time, the monks in the Fang City had already opened their eyes, and even the three treasure towers had come out of them with a few monks watching.

After hearing the conversation between the two clearly, the monks already understood what was happening, and they all looked gloating, and the monk Baolou, who was about to come to dissuade them, also stopped.

"Bring it!"

Chen San snorted softly, interrupting the screams of the bearded man.

The bearded man trembled, and finally knew why the old man in front of him would find him so directly, and at the same time, he was even more afraid of the old man.

The only remaining hand trembled and took out a small and unique bell from his waist and threw it at the old man, and the bearded man clearly knew that it was this concentric bell that led the person in front of him to him.

And the old man who held another concentric bell could find himself by sensing the concentric bell in his hand, and it also showed that the two Zhong family were very likely to have been unexpected, the bearded man thought so.

Chen Sanyi took the concentric bell and put it away, turned around and walked out of the market, stepped on the Wen Yu sword and broke through the air, leaving behind the people who were watching, and the bearded man with a look of escaping death and screaming loudly.

Three days later, in the apse of the main hall of the sect, which is still magnificent, four Taoists wearing gold-rimmed silver silk robes and Taoist temples are whispering to themselves.

"Senior Brother in charge, according to the information sent back by our Daoyuan Senior Brother in the Treasure Building of Fang City, that old man in the early stage of foundation building who came to abolish the scattered cultivation hand and arm is very likely to destroy the Zhong Clan's double murder brothers who have been wandering around our three sects recently!"

One of them, a Taoist with a solemn face and a solemn expression, spoke.

Hearing this, a Daoist with a thin body and a small face, but also a solemn expression, his face changed, and he lost his voice and said, "What? The Zhong brothers in the middle and late stages of the foundation building fell into the hands of that old man?"

"This can't be! unless the old man set up an ambush, and at least three late-stage foundation building monks will be needed to kill the Zhong brothers. One of the four Daoists answered with a long face.

Three of the four Taoists had spoken, only the remaining round-faced Taoist was still sitting quietly in his chair with his eyes closed, and the three who had already spoken also regarded this Taoist as if they were nothing, and the three of them were still communicating with each other.

The dignified-looking Taoist was named Daozhi, and after listening to the words of the long-faced Taoist, he nodded and responded: "According to Senior Brother Daoyuan's conclusion from that loose cultivator, that loose cultivator was bought by the two Zhong brothers and placed in the Fang Market, and he also gave him a concentric bell, so that when he saw the prey he wanted, he shook the concentric bell to inform the two Zhong brothers. And the old man was able to directly find that casual cultivator, just for that concentric bell, if it wasn't for the two Zhong brothers who were destroyed in the hands of the old man, how could the old man be so clear that he would directly ask for the same bell from that scattered cultivator? However, if Senior Brother Dao Neng is a senior brother, I also agree with Senior Brother Dao Neng, if there are no more than three people to help, it is impossible for the old man to kill the two Zhong brothers at all!"

After the Taoist finished speaking, the three of them were silent.

After a long time, the head of the Moon Occultation Observatory named Daogen said in a deep voice: "If it is really as Daozhi Senior Brother said, there are really incredible people near our three sects. These monks wandered around our three sects, and they didn't know what they were trying to do. In this way, Senior Brother Dao Neng, you can go to the Lingyin Sect to meet the old woman of Miaoyin and discuss with her. According to my estimate, the Yinshan Sect, one of our three sects, will also send people to discuss it at that time, and no matter what the result is, our three sects will also have a response. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Chief. The long-faced monk replied.