When dawn came quietly, the first wisps of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky, Tiandu Fengfang City, the lively and extraordinary noise of the past did not sound on time, and the streets were depressed and ruined. In particular, the largest four-door store was empty overnight. The huge plaque of Wanbao Pavilion was also split in two and fell on the street in front of the pavilion.

All the shops that are loose and non-four-door have been notified by Huachen that they are not allowed to leave the market within three days, and they are to be inspected at any time, and they are not allowed to take in or harbor the monks of the four sects. Three days later, with the identity jade plate, you can freely enter and exit Tiandu Fengfang City.

There were no more people wandering through the streets, no more shouting and selling, and occasionally only a monk flashed by and disappeared into the shops, large and small.

For the situation that the Simen stronghold was destroyed overnight, although they had lingering palpitations, they also had a gloating attitude, and stayed here, maybe the counterattack of the Simen was about to begin, although they could be affected by the fish pond, but they could also take the sheep and fish in troubled waters. Although Huachen is broken, there will definitely be no shortage of treasures, and their original intention of coming here is to look forward to the day when Wumen will start a war. It is precisely because of this that Tiandu Fengfang City is unexpectedly calm.

In the secret room of the workshop, hundreds of monks were densely imprisoned. This was originally a place used to hold prisoners in the market, and on weekdays, there were also cases of unruly buying and selling or wanton fights in the market from time to time. This chamber is used to punish these people. However, after hundreds of years of development, especially the decline of Huachen Gate, this secret room has hardly been used again, and most of the violations are the payment of spars and confiscation of treasures.

Wei Qiyin walked into the secret room with a gloomy face, exuding a strong murderous aura around him, and even Le Tucheng and Sikong Lan, who were following behind him, felt extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm here to listen to you, you can use your divine sense to write what you know into the jade slip, go to the hut over there and give it to me, of course, you can choose not to say it. ”

When Wei Qiyin said the word "no", a ghostly smile appeared on his face.

There was a burst of laughter in the chamber, and all the imprisoned monks showed a sneering expression.

Halfway through, a ninth-level female cultivator standing at the front laughed contemptuously, "Hmph! You Huachen are not small, you Huachen actually dare to openly attack our Simen station, and dare to imprison us, I see how you end up this time! The anger of Simen is not something that you little Huachen can afford." ”

"Oh?" Wei Qiyin looked at the beautiful female cultivator in front of her, but she was in her early twenties, her hair was slightly curly, her face was delicate, and her blue palace skirt set off her proud curves, but her face was full of unscrupulousness and sarcasm.

A smile appeared on Wei Qiyin's cold face again, her arm suddenly moved, and the nun saw a flower in front of her, only to feel a light light on her left arm, and with the tearing sound of the cloth, a jade arm fell in response. Wei Qiyin grabbed an arm with blue skirt sleeves and shook it gently in front of everyone, the bloody break dripping with blood.

"Ahh

"You devil! you will have retribution, I Donglingmen will not let you go!" A gritted scolding sound sounded in the back row, and a female cultivator in a white dress pointed at Wei Qiyin, whose posture was not inferior to that of the female cultivator just now.

"Really?"

A ghostly smile appeared on Wei Qiyin's face again, her hands stretched out sharply, and there were two crackling sounds, and the female cultivator who was pointing at Wei Qiyin didn't have time to withdraw her jade hand, her left and right arms were cold, and then blood splashed, and the two snow-white arms disappeared. She screamed miserably, staring at Wei Qiyin with frightened eyes, as if she had really seen the devil.

The monks in the secret room were all sealed with dantian and meridians, unable to use spiritual power, and without the resistance of spiritual energy, the feeling of pain was more memorable than that of mortals.

The monk who still had a sneering and sarcastic smile on his face just now suddenly froze his expression, and many people couldn't help but tremble as they looked at the two female cultivators of the Eastern Spirit Sect rolling on the ground.

Le Tu Cheng and Sikong Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill appeared in their hearts.

It's ruthless!

Although the monk boasted of his superb magic power in front of mortals, he usually lived in fine clothes and fine food, and when he really faced death, especially when he died as painfully as mortals, the fear in his heart was especially ordinary ordinary people.

Wei Qiyin threw away his three jade arms and walked in front of the female cultivator in front, who was already sweating in pain, her palace skirt was wet, and her face was as pale as paper.

"I said, I said it all, you let me go, I'm just an ordinary disciple of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion!" the nun struggled and cried.

Wei Qiyin smiled and said softly, "Now, don't you think it's too late? I don't need to be so troublesome." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, one of his five fingers, and clasped it on the top of the nun's head, and a stream of gray light came out of his hand and directly sank into the nun's head.

The nun struggled in fear, but as time passed, her pupils gradually dilated, and she couldn't breathe, and the brilliance on her face completely dissipated. Then, with a bang, brains shot out, and the skull was torn apart and scattered all over the place.

"Soul seeker! he's soul searching!" a voice in the crowd shuddered.

Soul search is a kind of domineering spell used by many high-level monks to forcibly take memory fragments in the face of low-cost monks, and almost all those who are searched for souls will die miserably, even if the soul is damaged, it will not be able to return to reincarnation.

"Yes, this junior disciple of the foundation building period has good eyesight, and I did use the soul searching technique. Hehe, I haven't tried this spell to see if it works for Foundation Stage Monks, maybe I can try it today. Alas, it's a pity, this beauty didn't have any useful information just now, so why bother, she won't die if she says it!"

Wei Qiyin shook his head and turned to look at the other female cultivator who was rolling.

Because of the loss of her arms, this female cultivator couldn't sit up several times, so she had to shout in fear: "Uncle Shi, you let me go, I don't cultivate immortals anymore, I want to go home!"

Sikong Lan couldn't bear it, and wanted to stop it several times, but the senior brother seemed to be able to see her expression, shook his head slightly, and walked in front of the female cultivator without hesitation, with five fingers under the hood.

The same brains, the same fragments.

Two glamorous female cultivators, in less than a stick of incense, the fragrance disappeared.

Silence, deathly silence, and every monk stood on the spot.

Wei Qiyin raised his head and glanced at the four monks in the entire secret room.

"I say, I say it all!"

In the middle of the sound, a foundation building male cultivator took the lead in breaking the silence and stood up.

It's better to die than to live, this is the iron law of cultivating immortals, rather than being searched for souls and dying, it is better to wait for the opportunity to go out, according to the strength of the four gates, the chance of living is still very great, and only by living can there be a chance to take revenge.

In the Hall of Knowledge, Ouyang De had a rare relaxed face, Wei Qiyin's performance made him overjoyed, steady and capable, and he was ruthless, and more importantly, he successfully subdued the other two elite disciples, so as to avoid many worries about the future.

"Tu Cheng, how have you been interrogated in the past three days?

"Hey, let's let Senior Brother say it, his interrogation is too sharp!" Le Tucheng said with a little sourness.

As soon as he remembered that during the interrogation of the senior brother, in front of the prisoners, he had slashed off the jade arms of the two young female cultivators in a row, and his heart also became furious. It's so fucking perverted, I saw him smiling, but with a flash of his fingers, the nuns' arms fell, and they were allowed to scream heartbreakingly on the ground. Once the monk who has been sealed into a dantian can't use his spiritual power to resist pain, the screams are even more terrifying than those of mortals. It seems that it is better not to show the smile of the senior brother, but the coldness makes him feel more comfortable.

Sikong Lan's eyes were also a little scattered, Wei Qiyin's demonic performance shocked her too much, and she would also be ruthless, but there was a bottom line, and she would not act recklessly, the two young female cultivators knew at a glance that they were miscellaneous people, but they were used by the senior brother to kill chickens and monkeys, and Zuihou was also crushed by his head, which also directly shattered the psychological defense line of many four disciples.

"Master, most of the people have already taken the initiative to recruit, and all the records are in this jade slip. Wei Qiyin said respectfully and handed Ouyang De a jade slip.

"Well, yes, it seems that you have improved a lot, and there has been a qualitative change compared to when you first debuted, Huachen is really hopeful. I'd also like to hear your thoughts. Ouyang De nodded and said, not in a hurry to check the jade slip.

"Master, these people are divided into three categories, one is the miscellaneous people, who don't have much information and don't have much use. The second type is the management, who knows the inside information of Wei Mo, on the whole, the four doors do not seem to have any intention of attacking my Huachen, and they have not received these decrees, and these people have also bribed dozens of our Huachen outer disciples and instructed them to collect all kinds of information about Huachen. This has a great effect on our investigation and punishment of internal moles. The third category is the monks of the foundation building period, they must be the core figures here, and judging from most of the confessions, it is determined that the four doors have a share of my Huachen's heart, but they have not yet received specific actions. Also, among them, they also bought my Huachen's other nine inner disciples, including Zuo Wenlong, the deputy hall master of the Qi Hall, and his missing disciple Shen Shaocheng. ”

"Hmph! Zuo Wenlong, the deputy hall master actually bears me Huachen!" Ouyang De closed his eyes and sighed slightly, then opened his eyes and stared at Wei Qiyin and asked, "Qiyin, how do you think these people are handled?"

"Traitors, kill! these people are innocent. The prisoners of the four gates, the monks of the foundation building period, kill! They are the most harmful to my Huachen, let the tiger return to the mountain, once the fight starts, they will all be troubled in the future. As for the others, they are dispensable, and if they are troublesome, it is better to kill them cleanly. Wei Qiyin's eyes shot out a murderous aura, which made Sikong Lan on the side shudder.

"Hehe!" Ouyang De smiled and said nothing after hearing this.

At this time, Le Tu Cheng said in a hesitant manner: "Master Master, the disciples think that it is better for the monks of the four sects to kill less, after all, it is not yet the time when the fish is dead and the net is broken, we still have many disciples in their hands, we can replace them!"

Ouyang De glanced at Le Tu Cheng and nodded: "Qi Yin, you see that Tu Cheng is more thoughtful, your killing aura is a little thick, which is not good for your cultivation." ”

"Yes, the disciple must remember!" Wei Qiyin said with his head bowed.

Sikong Lan looked at the senior brother and couldn't see any unhappiness in him, but he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Uncle in charge, Lan'er saw that the shops in the four doors were secretly raising spirit pigs, and their condition was obviously not as good as the batch we produced. I specially interrogated several monks in the four sects, Tianyi Gate and Donglingmen said that their spirit pigs were bought from the Spirit Pig Valley of Huachen Gate, while the monks of Danshan Cloud Pavilion and Qianji Gate said that their spirit pigs were all stolen from the Spirit Pig Valley. However, the purpose of the four doors is to experiment how to raise three-grade spirit pigs. ”

"Huh?" Ouyang De was stunned for a moment, "What was stolen and bought?

"That's true, master, Qi Yin interrogated a fat monk from Donglingmen, the ninth layer of qi refining, is a logistics manager in the Donglingmen station, he found out that my Huachenmen actually raised a three-grade spirit pig, and deliberately stole the identity of our Huachen inner disciple jade card out of Defang City, and bought fifty spirit pigs in the Spirit Pig Valley; And the monks of Danshan Cloud Pavilion and Qianjimen adopted the method of stealing, and each easily stole a hundred spirit pigs. ”

"Oh, bought it, Tianjiu will sell the Spirit Pig to them?" Ouyang De remembered that the Spirit Pig Valley was now in charge of Tianjiu taking care of it.

"Uncle Shi, that's the case, at the beginning, these two people were ready to rob, and then they were entangled by a disciple of Huachen's seventh layer of qi refining, this disciple used a lot of talismans to attack, and successfully deterred them, and then came a female cultivator of the ninth layer of qi refining, forming a confrontation, each of them was forced to take a step back, and took a trading method, zuihou They each spent twenty high-grade spars to buy fifty spirit pigs, but the funny thing is that these spirit pigs were raised for more than a month after they were bought, none of them were three-grade, and most of them also faded to the point of ordinary spirit pigs。 ”

"Forty high-grade hedrons!"

Ouyang De's face trembled obviously, this is indeed something that only that plague god Tianjiu can do, it seems that he, the head of the family, can't do it if he doesn't think of him. Think about it, Le Tu Cheng has been training outside for more than a month, and he has gone through a lot of hardships to exchange for dozens of high-grade spars, and this Tianjiu spent a mere hundred immature spirit pigs to loot forty high-grade spars.

"How are Tianjiu's pigs raised?" Ouyang De asked, shaking his head.

Le Tucheng and Sikong Lan looked at each other, not knowing why the head suddenly asked an inconspicuous outer door swineherd.

Only Wei Qiyin understood a little bit of the hidden situation, and hurriedly said: "Master, the disciple really doesn't have time to take care of things there, no matter how well the spirit pig is raised, it can't solve the fundamental problem." ”

Ouyang De glanced at Wei Qiyin, was noncommittal, thought about it for a while, and said: "Qiyin, leave the aftermath to Tu Cheng and Lan'er, tomorrow you still go to the Spirit Pig Valley, it has been a few days since the Spirit Pig was collected." Originally, Deacon Mi went to collect it, but now he is in a bad mood and is still making trouble for his market, so I think it's better to forget it. You've also met with Tianjiu, so there won't be any incident, well, also, remember to bring more spirit beast bags. ”

"This-?" Wei Qiyin's cold face also trembled clearly, such a mentally retarded task actually asked one of his core disciples to do, which really gave him a little toothache.