Wan Xiaotian spent five days successfully refining the three-step Soul Breaking Scatter, don't look at such a big Soul Breaking Grass, there is only a small package of what is refined, but as long as there is a handful, it is enough for a foundation building monk.

The Zhao family's defense had just been relaxed, after all, it was also necessary to open the protective array every day. Wan Xiaotian came to the bamboo forest again when it was dark, and found that the medicine garden was heavily guarded, so he hurriedly withdrew and re-entered in a different direction.

This time he came to the residential area, looking at the houses here one by one, full of vitality, Wan Xiaotian thought of the dilapidated and desolate scene of Tianshan Village, resentful in his heart, ran to a well, took out three steps to break the intestines, and sprinkled a small half bag into it. This thing foundation building monks can't stand it, Wan Xiaotian wants to see what these Qi refining period monks who haven't yet Bigu and even the mortals of the Zhao family will be like if they eat it.

Wan Xiaotian quietly retreated again, planning to watch a good show tomorrow.

At noon the next day, Wan Xiaotian broke into Zhao's house again, wearing a handyman's robe stolen last night, and looked at the Zhao family with chickens flying and dogs jumping.

At this time, the Zhao family's meeting hall was full of people, and the ancestors of the Zhao family were all shocked, it had only been a few days, and the matter of broken intestines had not yet been clarified, and there was another food poisoning case, and Zhao Lefeng's head of the family was a little incompetent.

Zhao Leshan, the elder of the torture hall, reported to the head of the family, Zhao Lefeng, and the ancestor Zhao Lieyu: "Those mortals who have eaten breakfast in the big cafeteria this morning have all become idiots, there is no death, and they attacked three hundred and fifty-eight people. There are twenty-three people in total".

Zhao Lefeng's steel teeth gritted, "Have you found out who gave the medicine?"

Zhao Leshan, an elder of the torture hall, said: "It is being investigated, and it has not been found yet." ”

The ancestor sat on the top, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, it was not a problem for him, as long as he was still there, the Zhao family would not fall, and he came here today, just because he had just come out of the customs and came over for a walk.

Wan Xiaotian admired it for a while, and saw that the chaotic scene gradually became orderly, and knew that if he didn't withdraw, it would be dangerous. So Wan Xiaotian hurriedly came to the edge of the big array and broke out.

Wan Xiaotian originally wanted to repeat the old trick, but the next day he found that everyone was eating separately. So he gave up on the idea.

Those mortals of the Zhao family were finally executed, and in the eyes of these monks, they were just mortals, as long as they wanted, they were everywhere. It's just that the twenty-three children of the Qi refining period made the head of the Zhao family feel heartache for several days, but there were a few people with good talents in it, so they were abolished.

When Wan Xiaotian entered the Zhao family again, he found that the monks of the Zhao family were all gathered, he cautiously slipped to the edge of the square, and saw a middle-aged monk in the early stage of foundation building from a distance speaking on the high platform, the content was nothing more than that there was some chaos in the family recently, so that everyone could stare at it with wide eyes, and once a suspicious situation was found, it should be reported in time. The following hundred and ten Qi Refining Stage disciples listened attentively.

Wan Xiaotian smiled weirdly, slipped to the upwind outlet, spread the three-step broken soul scatter into the wind, and quickly slipped away.

Zhao Lefeng was talking energetically, when he saw that there were family children below who were staggering and unorthodox, and shouted loudly: "Where is the Elder of the Torture Hall?"

Zhao Leshan hurriedly came out: "In."

"Pull these people who don't know the rules down and deal with them according to the family rules. "Zhao Lefeng's majesty is inviolable, and he actually made small movements when the head of the family was speaking.

However, without waiting for the execution of the elders of the torture hall, I saw a large number of children of the family below, all holding their brains, at first they were afraid that this was the occasion of the head of the family to speak, and endured it, but then there were more people and they couldn't bear it, and there was a lot of crying and mourning, one after another, so it was not lively.

"This, what's going on?" Zhao Lefeng looked at the large piece of staggering below, panicking in his heart, is this an evil spirit? Suddenly he himself felt this way, his head was painful, his soul was like being stripped of his cocoon, and his body was suddenly uncontrollable and weakened.

This incident quickly alarmed Zhao Lie, the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Zhao Lie looked at the large group of monks below who had a headache, in addition to Zhao Lefeng, who was in the early stage of foundation building, there were more than forty disciples in the Qi refining period, and their beards were shaking, "waste".

At the same time, due to the distance of Wan Xiaotian's station, the range of powder diffusion was relatively large, and the mortals affected around him had not yet been counted, and the manpower of the torture hall was seriously insufficient at this time.

"Ancestor, these symptoms are the same as the food poisoning symptoms a few days ago, they all act on the soul. Zhao Lefeng reported to Zhao Lieyu.

"Hmph, I can see it, who I want to do it, people, have you caught it? Zhao Lie's goatee shook and said fiercely.

"Well, not yet, I've already checked it once, and I'm investigating it for the second time, and the biggest suspect is still Zhao Fengtu (Eighteen Brother), maybe he will have a breakthrough. ”

The ancestor of the Zhao family said hatefully: "Then what are you waiting for? ”

The Elder of the Torture Hall wiped the sweat on his forehead, this time he was spared, it was really a fluke, but that Zhao Fengtu was pitiful, the Elder of the Torture Hall could be tortured, but he couldn't search for the soul of his own disciples, this time with the permission of the Ancestor, he was going to go over to search for the soul of Zhao Fengtu.

Poor Zhao Fengtu is still locked up in the Zhao family's dungeon, tortured, but these are all external injuries, as long as he recovers his spiritual power, and then takes some medicine, he will be fine soon, and he still has some expectations, hoping that the torture hall can quickly find out the murderer and return his innocence.

But when the Torture Hall Elder looked at him with pity, he shouted loudly that he had been wronged, but to no avail. Zhao Leshan's hand pressed on the top of Zhao Fengtu's head, and he saw that Zhao Fengtu's facial expression began to distort, his green tendons burst out, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell, and after a while, he became a dull-eyed idiot.

Zhao Letian closed his eyes and searched, with a wry smile on his face, his expression was miserable, this disciple was really not a murderer, he didn't know who it was at all.

When Zhao Leshan reported to his ancestor Zhao Lie, Zhao Lie's puzzled eyes made him tremble.

"You'd better tell me the truth, or I don't mind giving you a taste of being soul-searched. Ancestor Zhao Lie's voice was cold, and he said faintly.

Zhao Leshan was sweating profusely and said respectfully, "What Sun Er said is true. ”

Old Ancestor Zhao Lie asked again, "Who has been provoking enemies outside recently?"

"Not recently. Two years ago, I made a trip back to my nephew, and I don't know if it's his side. Zhao Leshan gave another possibility.

I saw that the ancestor Zhao Lie looked at Zhao Leshan's eyes with a faint light, "Fighting for power and profit, you can want the position of the head of the family, but if it hurts the Zhao family, even if you become the head of the family, what good is it?"

"Ancestor Mingjian, grandson doesn't dare. Zhao Leshan knelt down with a puff.

"If you dare, great. Ancestor Zhao Lie said faintly. At least if Zhao Leshan does something again, it's basically over here, but will it?